Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 263 Continuous Sniping

[AS Val assault rifle assembled, M700 sniper rifle assembled. Confirm purchase?]

"Confirmed!" In the end, Han Che gave up on using the AWM and decided to just assemble an M700 to make do.

Including ammunition, a total of 200 million has been consumed from your personal account, leaving 590 million in your account.

Han Che felt a pang of heartache, but it didn't matter. He still had plenty of money left for his resurrection.

Moreover, money in the player world is actually easier to earn now. Anyway, Xiaobai has plenty of money. We can just find an opportunity to have her reimburse us later.

Thinking about this, Han Che couldn't help but wonder what Xiao Bai's family did...

A scene suddenly popped into my mind: I was lying on the sofa, Xiaobai was handing me fruit, and a bank card was tossed aside beside me.

"Han Che, spend it however you want, don't bother trying anymore."

Han Che's lips immediately began to curl upwards uncontrollably.

"hey-hey……"

The next second, he suddenly woke up with a start.

"No way! What the hell am I thinking?!"

"A man should rely on himself! What's so great about living off a woman!"

"Without worldly desires, the battle is exhilarating!"

[Both weapons have been delivered to the host's inventory]

Han Che felt a weight on his backpack, indicating that the two weapons had arrived. He then exited the system in his mind.

As soon as I came to my senses, I felt a cool sensation at the corner of my mouth. When I reached out and touched it, it was wet.

Han Che looked down and saw that the back of his hand was covered in a shiny mess.

saliva?

The air fell silent instantly.

Both Xiao Bai and Boss Zhao took a half step back at the same time, their expressions quite subtle.

Especially Xiaobai, whose eyes had changed from worry to disgust.

Han Che frowned. "What's wrong?"

Boss Zhao gently covered half of his mouth and asked Xiaobai in a low voice.

"Has he... finished cleaning up?"

Xiao Bai paused for two seconds, then said, "I guess... I guess so."

Han Che ignored their strange conversation and looked towards the center of the square.

The portal to Dam Zero has begun to vibrate rhythmically, indicating that it is about to open.

The previously loosely packed crowd immediately began to gather forward.

"Let's finish organizing the equipment," Han Che said in a deep voice.

Xiao Bai was wearing the last remaining level 5 protective suit from Club 78. He kept his helmet hidden in his backpack, afraid that it would be too obvious and attract unwanted attention.

She had a fully modified Tenglong car hanging on her back, which was made from various parts she bought from Han Che.

"Did you bring enough bullets?" Han Che asked.

"Hmm." Xiaobai nodded. "They're all level 5 bullets."

After saying that, she gasped in pain. These bullets were the 78 Club's last reserves; for the sake of the club's reputation, she had brought out some of the club's best remaining equipment.

Han Che then took the weapon out of his backpack, pulled the backpack to his front, and unzipped it.

Then, he pulled out a sniper rifle with an extremely long barrel; the gun body was jet black and its length was exaggerated.

Even someone who doesn't know much about guns can tell at a glance that this thing isn't cheap.

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, and he kept asking, "Mr. Han, am I sure I'm not mistaken? This is an M700?"

"Hmm," Han Che replied casually.

Boss Zhao was clearly intrigued. "So, do you usually play position two or three?"

"What the hell?" Han Che was taken aback.

"It's about team positioning," Boss Zhao explained earnestly. "Usually, those who bring bolt-action sniper rifles are positioned at the rear, in long-range positions, responsible for setting up the gun and gathering information."

"No," Han Che immediately shook his head. In his previous life, he was a tough guy who only played Dragon and Red Wolf. When had he ever been a number two or three player?

"I only play the number 1 position for Iron Blood, and I will never be a coward."

Han Che slung the M700 sniper rifle over his back, then reached into his bag and pulled out another gun, which was noticeably shorter than the sniper rifle.

Its overall structure is unique, with a slender muzzle and an integrated silencer.

When Boss Zhao saw this, his eyes widened immediately.

"This is--"

Han Che's lips were already curling up in a smile. "They're here," he thought to himself with a smug grin. "Hmph, never seen them before, have you!"

Seeing this gun, you should understand now what a true iron-blooded number one is!

According to his observation, almost no one in the world has ever used Giant Wave, and the problem may lie in his nickname, "Hafcoin Launcher."

The rate of fire is too fast, and the bullets are too fragile. This world is all about spending real money, so who would be willing to waste it like that?

Moreover, there is very little player-versus-player combat in this world. Players generally ignore each other and are mainly wary of NPCs, so even fewer people use this gun.

Just as Han Che was waiting to enjoy Boss Zhao's shock and exclamations, Boss Zhao repeatedly pointed at the weapon with his hand.

The next second, Boss Zhao suddenly clapped his hands, "VSS!"

"What?" Han Che was taken aback.

"Mr. Han must have considered that the M700, as a bolt-action sniper rifle, has too low a margin for error, so he also brought a semi-automatic sniper rifle!"

"Players who carry two guns are extremely rare. Mr. Han's combination and awareness are truly remarkable!"

No! If you're going to flatter someone, at least flatter them appropriately!

Han Che looked at the weapon in his hand and carefully confirmed that it was indeed "Giant Wave" and not "Slow Wave". He even checked the magazine again to make sure that it was not a subsonic bullet.

Han Che was silent for two seconds, but finally managed to force a smile.

"……you're right."

He then gave Boss Zhao an awkward smile.

Fine, you're the boss, I won't argue with you, you're right!

However, Boss Zhao was clearly getting more and more excited as they talked. "But Mr. Han, your style is actually more like that of a shooting guard or small forward."

"The number one position still needs to be used for assault, such as with AK or M4."

"After all, the point guard position needs to be at the front and take the initiative, so their reaction time must be fast."

Han Che's forehead veins were practically bulging as he looked down at the "giant wave" in his hand.

Then she thought back to her previous life when she used this thing to spray people's faces.

The people in this world have never understood what it truly means to "spray water with bullets".

Han Che was about to lose his composure.

Fortunately, the portal opened at just the right time.

Han Che then took the opportunity to end the topic that had raised his blood pressure.

"Let's go inside, Boss Zhao!"

"Okay, go ahead and go in!"

The three of them then walked towards the portal.

Before entering the portal, Han Che saw the blond-haired guy and the skinny guy following behind Qiang Ge. They had already walked to the other entrance.

Several people were staring at them menacingly, and the blond-haired man even deliberately slashed his neck with his hand.

The skinny monkey grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth; the smile was disgusting to look at.

The three of them each carried a worn-out AK, the barrels almost worn down to the point of having their paint worn off.

Han Che glanced at their tattered level four helmets and armor, and sneered inwardly, "I wonder how many seconds these ragged outfits can withstand the golden bullet wave?"