The Historic Buff for Gunners
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Bang!"
On top of the SUV on the sand dunes, Feng Luo stared at the sniper scope as he adjusted the Wings of Death in front of him slightly then fired again.
At a distance of nine hundred meters away, for Wings of Death which had an
energy accelerator pendant, the bullets it shot would be able to hit that Sand Whale's enormous body in 0.6 seconds.
Of course, for Feng Luo, it was not just a simple hit that he had wanted.
"Pew!"
Feng Luo's third shot hit the giant sand whale's mouth, which, in its pain and anger, still did not close. As it jumped out of the ground, the mouth even became more obvious.
And almost without much difference from the first shot, it exploded into a hole which was as big as a washbasin.
"-2894!"
However, something surprising occurred.
This time, the damage on the head of the sand whale was just over 2800. It did not even reach half of the previous shot.