"Chris, what are you doing?" Allen was shocked and grabbed Qin Lun's arm. This reaction prevented him from continuing to shoot with his bow.
However, Qin Lun had already achieved the purpose of probing, so he didn't care, and glanced at the young man indifferently.
"Amphibious creatures live by the water all year round, and most of them have a keen sense of smell. Although you didn't make any noise just now, the smell of vomit is too strong. Even if I don't attack, they will find us immediately!"
"Ah?!" Allen froze there immediately, and even John, who was about to yell at Qin Lun, swallowed back the curse that had just come to his lips, muttered, and raised the Colt Python to aim at it. The coming fjord sea monster.
It is common sense that amphibians and aquatic animals have a sensitive sense of smell. In terms of vision, smell, and hearing, it is difficult for light to go far underwater, and sound waves are easy to transmit, but underwater sounds are too complicated to distinguish specifically, so the sense of smell is The most important of the three. Predators like sharks can smell the blood of an injured person from miles away.
"Give me the gun!" Qin Lun bowed the pulley back, snatched the double-barreled shotgun from Allen's hand with his right hand, and walked to John with a sliding step. He snatched this powerful pistol from the big man.
John, who had his pistol taken away, stared at Qin Lun with wide eyes, unexpectedly forgetting to lose his temper. He wasn't very smart, but as a rugby player, his wrist strength wasn't enough. He just felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist, and with a shock from his mouth, the Colt Python disappeared.
What surprised John even more was that Qin Lun took away two guns, and even threw the double-barreled shotgun to the fat Donald who was curled up beside him.
With Colt's revolver in his hand, Qin Lun's expression quickly calmed down, and he lowered his head to check the gun. He didn't even lift his eyelids for the fjord sea monster that had pounced on it at a distance of more than 20 meters.
This kind of powerful monster that ordinary people can't do anything about is not even the most ordinary professional in his eyes. If it weren't for the God of Death's influence on the Law of Karma, even without any apostle equipment, he would be able to kill the sea monster in close combat.
However, with the mysterious power he called Death's Game, he didn't dare to let the fjord sea monster get too close to him. Causality can magnify any small flaw in combat to a fatal degree, and no amount of caution can be overstated.
It took Qin Lun less than two seconds to check all the parts of Colt, and raised his gun to aim at the fjord sea monster in front of him. At this distance, he could almost smell the stench from the sea monster's mouth.
It's just that he just glanced at it, then frowned, and turned to look at Donald next to him.
Since Qin Lun threw the gun to him, the fat man put away the feigned fear expression on his face, knelt on one knee and held the shotgun, shooting in a very standard posture.
When Qin Lun's eyes turned to him, the fat man immediately noticed something, turned his head, looked at him and nodded. Qin Lun wanted him to shoot first, but even though the fat man didn't know why, he still did so.
"Boom, boom..." Donald fired two shots in succession, and began to reload while continuing to observe the shooting results from the corner of his eye.
The moment the fat man shot, Qin Lun's right eye flashed bright silver light, and a round of silver-white dials suddenly replaced the original human pupils. The three hands on the silver-white dial began to spin crazily. The faster they turned, the slower the world in front of Qin Lun's eyes became, as if it had become a slow-motion movie, and even came to a standstill at the peak.
From the corner of Qin Lun's eyes, he captured everything around him into his perceptual field of vision, the terrified expressions of Alan and others, the striding fjord sea monster, Donald with a serious expression, and the two balls of shotgun lead shot in mid-air.
"Bang bang bang..." In the eyes of Allen and others, the gunshot of the Colt python almost sounded at the same time as the double-barreled shotgun, and Qin Lun fired six bullets in less than a second. The moment the gunshot rang out, the silver light in Qin Lun's eyes dimmed. Except for Donald who was next to him, he barely noticed it.
"Goo..." The fjord sea monster blocked the front door with its arms, its upper body jerked to the left, its feet staggered, and a stream of blood shot out from its fin-shaped right ear, as if it was champagne that had just been uncorked .
"GOOD!" This scene fell in the eyes of Allen and others, and everyone was relieved. No matter how powerful the monster was, the pinnae was its weak point. There were no hard scales or skulls to block bullets.
However, Ai Lun and the others just watched the excitement and didn't know how ingenious and amazing Qin Lun's shooting was just now. On the contrary, the fat man had already seen the general content, and his face became cloudy and uncertain.
In fact, from their point of view, neither the shotgun nor the Colt python could bypass the front and shoot into the ear of the fjord sea monster. It was Qin Lun's refraction spear technique that was able to produce the current result.
Double-barreled shotguns use shotguns, which are filled with a large number of small ball-shaped lead bullets, with low muzzle velocity but relatively large coverage.
Qin Lun took advantage of the time delay ability of the eye of the clock to "clearly" see the trajectory of the lead bullet. Then the high-velocity pistol bullets caught up with the lead bullets, and after refraction, they bypassed the arms of the fjord sea monster and shot into its auricles.
This shooting seemed a bit cumbersome, but he couldn't help it. He doesn't have a light and dark funeral in his hand now, he can't control the initial velocity of the bullet with mental power, and the two bullets of a single pistol can't collide and refract. And because the Colt Python was not in his hands at the beginning, and because of the lack of familiarity, he had to shoot all six bullets and use the number to fill the big hole in the hit rate.
Although the result was unsatisfactory, in Qin Lun's own opinion, it was only at a passing level.
The monster whose ears were exploded, and who might even have a brain injury, staggered two steps as if drunk, fell to the ground and rolled a few times. But Qin Lun's face tightened instead, and he turned his head and stretched out his hands to John who was behind him.
"bullet!"
"Oh, oh!" John woke up like a dream, and quickly took out a large handful of pistol bullets from his trouser pocket. In that tent, he found not only the Colt python, but also a matching box of ammunition.
"Googoo..." The monster's abdomen gave out a toad-like ventriloquist.
Qin Lun's caution was justified. Although the fjord sea monster was severely injured, it did not die immediately. It may be due to damage to the nerves in the brain. It struggled several times in a row but failed to stand up.
However, it didn't intend to give up attacking the murderers who hurt its own children in front of it. There was a hint of madness in Huang Cancan's vertical pupils. With its limbs on the ground, it crawled like a giant lizard, and its speed was no slower than when it was running. How many.
At this time, it was less than ten meters away from Qin Lun. However, such a distance that it was usually within easy reach has become so close at hand.
Donald, who had already filled the shotgun, stared at it mockingly. Since the monster chose to stand on all fours, its facial features were no longer covered. No matter how strong the defense of other parts of the body is, it is already a corpse in the eyes of the fat man.
"Bang bang..." Another round of gunfire rang out, and the face of the fjord sea monster looked like a water pump with its valve turned on. The blood from the facial features had already splashed near the feet of Qin Lun and Fatty.
"Gu..." The fjord sea monster rolled on the ground in pain, and one paw of "Bang" slammed on a nearby spruce tree. The place where the spruce was caught seemed like an apple that had been bitten by a wild boar, and a large piece was missing in an instant. Seeing this scene, Qin Lun's eyelids twitched, and he was glad that he didn't fight this monster in close combat.
He is now sure that if he is entangled in close combat with the fjord sea monster, then the god of death will definitely intervene secretly, making him have to eat the fjord sea monster's sharp claws to attack.
Once that happens, bleeding and injuries are the next priority. Who knows whether the claws of these fjord sea monsters have their own toxins and germs. No, to be precise, as long as the god of death is willing, his wounds will be infected after being injured, and he will be brought with many negative states, and then he will be tortured to death.
The monster whose facial features were exploded and whose brain was pulverized by bullet fragments completely lost its sense of direction. While rolling, it messed up everything around it, but it failed to cause any trouble to Qin Lun and others.
Seeing the miserable appearance of the fjord monster's facial features bleeding, Allen and others didn't even dare to breathe out, for fear of revealing their position. However, Qin Lun and Donald's eyes were no longer on the dying monster.
They raised their heads and looked solemnly at the one large, three small and four monsters on the gravel beach. Although a big monster had been dealt with just now with the cooperation of the two, they did not relax.
While avoiding close combat as much as possible and only using two firearms, they had just exploded to the upper limit of their combat effectiveness. Without any personal loss, there is no easy battle.
The massacre and massacre of humans last night made these fjord sea monsters lose their due vigilance. If they hadn't taken care of the injured little monster just now, but had swarmed up, then Qin Lun and Donald would have no choice but to leave Alan and the others and retreat.
Even now, the two are still nervous about the choice of the remaining monsters.
If the monsters are enraged and choose to besiege, they still have no choice but to retreat. Aside from the injured little monster, there were one big, two small and three monsters left, which were still beyond their ability. If you don't want to fall into the trap of the death game, you can only give up Alan and the others.
"Cuckoo..." As expected by Qin Lun and the others, the monsters on the gravel beach uttered angrily when they saw their companions collapsed, and left behind the right eye with a carbon arrow stuck in it. little monster. The remaining three monsters, one big, two small, roared and rushed towards this side.
Qin Lun and Donald's hearts sank immediately, and they looked at each other silently, and their eyes fell on several plot characters behind them. With their physical attributes, it is no problem for each of them to bring a plot character. If there are more, it will affect the speed of action.
The eyes of the two swept around and focused on Alan and Dana fairly uniformly. Allen is the core character of the plot line of the game of death, and Dana is the only person in Wilson's team other than the missing person. If they are not wrong, it is estimated that the Wilson team is the main plot team of the fjord sea monster plot line.
In other words, these two are the most important characters among the remaining plot characters.