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Put the pre-made bullets around the waist. Put on a tactical vest and put a speedloader over it.

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Just by looking at the gear he’s wearing, it’s safe to say he’s a Special Forces member, but the weapon he’s holding is really outdated and outdated.

One shotgun, one lever action rifle, two revolvers, and a bare Mosin Nagant behind his back.

And a nice cowboy hat and poncho,

Most importantly, leather boots with spurs.

With every step I take, the spur moves with the floor, making metallic footsteps.

“Rahobin, to Aello Loquipete.”

As you go down to the Dalian Room, you hear a sound that is half ridiculed.

“hey. Look at the weapon he’s holding. Isn’t that the old weapon you’ve only seen in movies?”

“hey. Even my old friends don’t use things like that.”

“Does it have to go back to the 1900s to supply bullets?”

Intermittent screeching sounds all around. Ignore it and focus on the enemy.

The other person is also busy laughing rather than analyzing. I just feel like a cupcake on the table.

You mean you were treated like a point vending machine, like porridge that you can always eat with a spoon?

You can think of me as a point vending machine. I like to lay it down and crush it.

However, dealing with Hanwha is intolerable.

As an aside, it is said that Lotte did not win the championship in this world as well. In the opening, Lotte hit the gate just before winning the Korean Series. Lotte did not win in the end.

In the end, a world where a Lotte fan who said, ‘This team can’t do it until the earth is destroyed’ became the last prophet.

Don’t worry.

Goals across the country were requisitioned by metal-eating monsters for late-night snacks, so there are no more people in Korea making fun of Lotte by looking at the goalposts.

[Are you completely hated?]

“Originally, people are afraid of the incomprehensible. How can you understand someone still using an old-fashioned gun in these days?”

Before the referee comes and dies, an artifact that reduces damage and saves lives is attached.

The ultimate defense tool created by a certain scientist originally boasted a naming sense with a double disease called the Ultimate Life Shield – Angel’s Tears.

However, the students were called Ulbang by shortening the grand name of Ultimate Life barrier (Ver angel tear).

It originated from the one-time life-saving scab in an ancient game of scabs or something.

It was perfect for training because it only works between two people who have been installed by mutual agreement.

The referee, who has confirmed that the match has been properly attached, blows his whistle to signal the start of the fight.

“Start Dalian!”

As soon as it starts, it soars towards the sky. The person who has the air superiority is much more comfortable shooting or anything else.

There is no other Nether Cupid that is twisted to soar in the air and shoot arrows.

I aimed sharply at him and fired a single revolver.

One foot brushed against his cheek, dripping red blood.

He would have realized that I was attacking quite sharply for a simple F-class.

I dodge arrows and hide behind artificial defenses.

A lot of dust is blown away by the wind blowing from the wings.

Hide in the dust and dodge arrows for a while.

At the same time, aim and fire the revolver.

I checked yesterday.

I know where to shoot.

I maneuvered quietly through the dust, locating him.

However, it is not easy to determine the enemy’s location due to the noise of the surrounding area and the noise of battlefields.

He uses a silent weapon and a gun that reveals my position the moment I start an attack, which is a pretty disadvantageous situation in this situation.

The reason I hesitate to attack is that he is a D-class superhuman, and as he has strengthened his eyes, he has enough visual acuity to see bullets and see the direction of the muzzle and avoid them from a distance.

If I don’t measure it at once, I will be at a disadvantage because my position is revealed.

Still, I’m confident I can win.

In this noise, I pull out something other than a gun.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep…

“what. Are you playing an instrument while fighting that bastard?”

“Are all these crazy bastards out there?”

The sound of ocarinas blowing as a cowboy drives a herd of cows reverberates.

Obviously, if society had been normal, a broadcast station would have come to say, ‘Oh my gosh, this is happening!’

It’s a pity that there is no Spanish guitar as a variation.

It is the opponent who is properly heated.

“Do you think you can’t hit it because you’re behind cover?”

A few arrows flying.

The sound of the wind sounds different, so it seems that he knows how to bend arrows to shoot.

My location has been discovered, so I roll over and shoot at him with my dual pistols.

Twelve bullets quickly rushed towards him.

“huh. Such a trivial attack won’t work!”

A person who avoids with cover and bounces off some with his wings.

The gnome slowly made use of the terrain and stayed near the lights, a place I had a hard time shooting at.

Is it because he knows that he is also in danger if he gets hit by mistake in the open?

Searching for cover and hiding.

It’s a great strategy in its own right.

But that’s what I was aiming for.

I reload and spray smoke grenades on the ground.

“Are you going to hide again? You just have to watch until the smoke grenade goes out anyway.”

Even inside, I whistle and shoot bullets steadily.

You have to constantly distract the guy’s gaze.

Take out your lever action rifle and aim.

Each time the trigger bar moves forward and backward, you feel the bullets being fed.

I know that you can’t drop him with low combat level skills and unmodified weapons.

So you have to shoot more.

“No matter how hard you try, it’s useless. dunce! Your weapon won’t hurt me.”

He gathered mana in his hand to see if he was preparing for a big skill.

“Let’s be like arrows in the smoke screen!”

Arrows pouring down like rain. I roll hard and get out of the fire.

The price of Naryeotagon is quite bitter.

Words of laughter are pouring out everywhere.

There is no time to worry.

Because now is the most important moment.

Throw away the rifle that ran out of ammunition and take out the Mosin Nagant.

Make sure the muzzle looks exactly like it’s aiming at him.

definitely shows

At the very last moment, twist the muzzle slightly and shoot where you originally intended to shoot.

And I lowered the gun.

“Did you waste all the guns you have loaded? I’m sorry. You can’t even hit a single accurate hit.”

He looks at me standing almost bare, laughs at me, and feeds me with arrows.

“Who wasted? I shot everything accurately.”

“If you take one step, you didn’t even pass?”

But I still have a smile on my face.

“Look up.”

“Are you trying to divert my gaze from that frivolous number?”

“I was really worried.”

tantrum

Lighted steel structures fall over his head with an ominous noise. If you fall on it, it will hurt quite a bit.

A scene that wouldn’t be strange if anyone could see it and synthesize it while it was Wasted on you tube.

All the rounds I fired were armor-piercing rounds, not ordinary lead rounds.

I didn’t aim and shoot him.

He aimed and shot the light hanging behind him without proper maintenance for many years.

If the joint area weakened by pinpoint shooting is fired several times with an armor-piercing bullet, even steel cannot withstand it.

It’s thanks to the fact that I watched the lighting that was neglected by management and supervision while exercising.

In the original story, he avoided all arrows with his tenacity and went to a hand-to-hand battle to win, but there’s no way I can do that stupid thing.

If you fight head-on anyway, it’s hard to gain an advantage. I had to pull him down to the floor somehow.

Attack the enemy sharply at the beginning to instill the consciousness of going behind cover.

Then, by all means, make it fall into the cover.

He gets hit by cables and lights and crashes to the ground.

Is this the tentacle or that?

There are cables wrapped around the limbs.

“Did you know that shotguns also catch birds? If you get hit by a bird shot, you can’t move.”

I throw a shotgun at his wing.

“aah!! You motherf*cker!”

Had he known that he could fly not only because of his wings, but also because of the energy of the shotgun?

It grunts and crawls on the floor.

“How dare you use such a mean number! You can’t do something like this on a real battlefield, right?”

“specific heat?”

I slapped his snout with the butt. He grunted and spits out his teeth.

“This is a mean attack. And study was in vain. Among the elements of the battlefield, the environment should have been considered. Do we fight in the open?”

He was desperately trying to challenge the other instructors, but it seems that they are also experiencing this for the first time.

When thieves go to rob a house, you hear the worst noise you’ll ever hear.

and an ominous shudder. End it before it gets more controversial.

He points a gun at his temple and says.

“Give up.”

He asks me with an angry face.

“Let me ask you one thing. Why did you play the ocarina earlier?”

“To prevent you from hearing the cracking lights.”

Shall we try some more provocations here?

“You’re welcome again, I didn’t hear it anyway because of the buzzing, but if you even blew an ocarina, it’s going to get louder around you.”

“Damn it!!”

I hit him in the head one more time with the gun.

“Any last word? Would you like to say the classic ‘Keep, kill me?’”

He couldn’t hold back his tears.

“What. If you are not willing to surrender, there is nothing you can do.”

At that moment, Instructor Kiana raises my gun.

“Stop there. it’s not worth it victor. Rahobin!”

I just pulled the trigger and fired the cannon to celebrate my victory.

It is said that the school principal that day changed the lighting and cursed me a lot.

*

After Rahobin wins, boos are pouring in from here and there.

“hey! What is that? Are you going to come up with a strategy that you can’t use anywhere else, win, and walk like that?”

There are still too many people who still don’t understand.

It was clear that he could not understand how to win by overwhelming an enemy with a difference of one order of magnitude through psychological warfare.

“That idiot must have made a mistake. There’s no way an F-class can win, right?”

But the instructors know.

If you make a mistake twice in a row, it’s your skill.

so is luck.

Although the seemingly low level was not low enough, his battle was excellent.

That means that he knows how to lay the groundwork to subdue a D-class with his F-class combat ability.

“You’re more interesting than I thought.”

“For a low-level personnel, he understands the combat situation quite well. that friend. He has quite a fighting sense for an F-class.”

Even among the instructors, there are conversations.

The principal is monitoring several places and sees Rahobin and talks.

“You are an interesting friend.”

But class B instructor Dylan Vimott says:

“Isn’t that an F-class? The limits of development are clear, and the weapons are lagging behind. I won’t go far. Those who depend on their fighting sense like that, once their skills are improved, they can’t show the same amount of fighting sense as they did. Now it’s just a good use of the gimmick.”

“Should I cut a tree to size before it sprouts?”

The instructor shut his mouth.

Of course, the prospect of his class, whom he thought would win, was broken by the faster guy who counted the number of admissions behind him.

After all, it’s half of Keira Remington’s old age. The already high nose bridge will get higher.

I just wanted to dismiss it as beginner’s luck, but to be sure, it’s not mere luck.

Fallen Hope is also a society where people live, so politics and competition for advancement are fierce.

That unheard of man is laying the cornerstones one by one that deviate little by little from his plan.

He always wanted to rule out something unexpected.

I don’t want the sudden appearance of a Dark Horse or Underdog to sabotage his plans.

But it should be F-class. Even if his ability is recognized and promoted, he is a seed that will stay at the maximum from D to B.

There’s no need to complicate your hair.

Dylan Vimott looked at Aello as she was being carried away. Apparently he wasn’t a prospect.

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