057, White Reaper's Personal Legacy, Homing Gun

  The opponent's shot, only three or four bullets, but the trajectory control is very good, several bullets are evenly spaced, and the smallest amount of ammunition covers the largest area.

  This level of control is absolutely something that can only be achieved by an old hand who has been playing with guns for many years.

  At this point, Chen Chen, who had undergone rigorous training, could also do it, so when he saw the bullet hole distribution, he immediately judged the opponent's accurate position, rolled over and suddenly got up, raised his assault rifle and fired a three-shot burst.

  The bullet point accurately covered the opponent's possible retreat route. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been unable to dodge such a shot.

  But the opponent dodged, Chen Chen noticed that at the moment he exposed his head, the opponent had already made an evasive action, and when the gun fired, he moved to the back of a pillar, and the bullet passed by in vain.

  Foreboding!

  Only accurate advance judgment can avoid such attacks, and the other side has done just that.

  Not only did he avoid the attack, but his opponent dodged behind a stone pillar to evade the incoming bullets and immediately popped out from the other side, firing back with a three-round burst from his assault rifle.

  Chen Chen hastily lowered his head, he could even feel the scorching bullets flying over his head.

  At the same time when he lowered his head, he also saw clearly what the other person looked like.

  He was a young man in his early twenties, not particularly robust, wearing a sportswear outfit and a windbreaker on his head, with a somewhat hip-hop look, while his appearance was slightly similar to Zhao Xuandong's.

  In his hand was a similarly unidentifiable model of assault rifle, which he was using to attack himself in an extremely bizarre manner.

  Zhao Xuān Hǔ

  Chen Chen's mind flashed with this name, it was him who sent his own brother Zhao Xuandong to this hospital, and now he appeared here which is also normal.

  However, his marksmanship was somewhat bizarre. How could a twenty-year-old possibly have such exquisite shooting skills? He himself relied on the assistance of various powerful equipment in the Bitface Prison, as well as a time flow speed that was only one-tenth of normal, to achieve this level of skill. But what about him?

  Really?

  An idea flashed through his mind, and Chen Chen suddenly understood a bit.

  "How interesting!" A faint smile floated up at the corner of his mouth: "Could it be that he had injected himself with gene medicine, strengthening himself?"

  Only in this way can everything be explained, and as for Zhao's family understanding, it is not unexpected that Zhao Xuantiger did so.

  But what's the use of strengthening it?

  At this time, Chen Chen had already been stirred up by Zhao Xuantiger's war intent. Facing a strong enemy, not only was he not afraid in the slightest, but instead became extremely excited, every cell in his body was activated. Once a strong person becomes serious, it brings boundless power.

  He suddenly stood up, and three bullets flew towards Zhao Xuantiger's position in a parallel distribution at equal distances.

  Although he had anticipated this move in advance, Zhao Xuēn Hǔ's pupils still suddenly contracted.

  He was shocked to find that Chen Chen's speed of raising his gun and firing had increased significantly compared to before!

  It's obviously impossible to make such obvious progress in such a short period of time. The only explanation is that Chen Chen didn't go all out before!

  Even if it had been anticipated, dodging was surprisingly difficult in the face of absolute speed.

  Although barely dodged, Zhao Xuēn Hǔ's sleeve was still grazed by the scorching bullet.

  But wanting to counterattack, it seems to have become much more difficult. Just as he was about to raise his gun, Zhao Xuantiger suddenly discovered that Chen Chen's FAMAS assault rifle seemed to be swaying slightly, looking like the barrel was too heavy and couldn't be grasped steadily.

  "Chase gun?"

  For some reason, a word suddenly flashed in his mind, Zhao Xuēn Hǔ hastily gave up all ideas of counterattacking and rolled away from the stone pillar.

  Two gunshots rang out, and Chen Chen fired another two-shot burst. Two bullets hit the stone pillar, and a huge amount of kinetic energy immediately tore out two holes on top.

  Zhao Xuantiger just wanted to get up, suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, if it's a tracking gun..."

  His eyes locked onto something, he hastily gave up his plan to stand up and crouched in place without moving quickly.

  A gunshot rang out, and a bullet whizzed past his head, lodging itself in the wall behind him, sending up a cloud of dust.

  A drop of cold sweat slid down his neck, Zhao Xu's heart suddenly , he realized that if it wasn't for his own prior judgment, guessing that the opponent would have this shot, the consequence of recklessly standing up would be to be pierced through the body.

  He had already figured out that Chen Chen's technique, known as "追身枪" in the industry, was a skill where the shooter would intentionally or unintentionally move the gun barrel while aiming, making it seem like they were holding it unstably. In reality, this allowed the barrel to be constantly moving at an even speed, so when the opponent dodged, the shooter could adjust their trajectory with the fastest speed and follow the opponent's direction of evasion.

  It's like entering a locked mode, the muzzle will be constantly moving, aiming at the opponent at any time, and using single or double shot firing to seal off any possible movements of the opponent.

  When encountering such technology, the target is basically beaten to be unable to react in any way, and ultimately there is only one dead end. Therefore, "pursuing gun" is also commonly known as "pursuing life gun".

  But this skill is extremely difficult to master, and playing with guns for less than ten or twenty years is simply impossible.

  Zhao Xuantiger injected himself with gene-enhancing drugs, his body had long been far from ordinary, yet he couldn't do this either. He realized that this time he had encountered a freak who was not inferior to him.

  Of course, he could not have imagined that the creator of this exquisite technique of back-to-back shooting was none other than Simo H?yh?, the Finnish White Death, who was hailed as the world's greatest sniper. Chen Chen had learned from H?yh?'s unique skills.

  Encountering the direct disciple of the world's number one sniper, let alone how to deal with him, it's hard to even escape and avoid being killed.

  Another gunshot rang out.

  Zhao Xuēn Hǔ's pupils rapidly contracted, and he hastily rolled to the side. In his peripheral vision, he saw a bullet piercing through the railing, passing over from where he had just been, and piercing through the wall behind him.

  "Continuous pursuit... or perhaps... infinite pursuit?"

  The situation in front of him made Zhao Xuantiger almost groan, continuous pursuit or infinite pursuit is the highest realm of pursuit guns, which requires a thorough understanding of the performance of each gun in the opponent's hand, accurately grasping the recoil force and firing speed of the gun, etc., in order to accurately control the firing rhythm and ensure that every bullet fired does not deviate from its trajectory.

  Having been to Europe for many years, Zhao Xuantiger has also seen many masters of playing with guns, but he has only seen people who use handguns to play continuous pursuit, and the recoil of handguns is very small, making it much simpler to play. Like Chen Chen, who uses an assault rifle to play continuous pursuit and even infinite pursuit, this is truly unprecedented.

  Is this a freak? No, it's a freak among freaks!