Chapter 96 - 92 Survivor_2
Snow Egg: "I added to my Physical Strength, but I haven’t seen any guns getting beefier."
Little Knife: "I added to my Will, but I haven’t seen the guns getting any tougher."
Shana said with a hand to her forehead: "Some diseases are contagious."
Maya was a Doer. She had everyone shoot zombies twenty meters away without aiming for headshots. Once the shooting distance increased, the difference between those with strength and those without became pronounced. Horse Soul fired continuously for five seconds, punching a dozen holes in a zombie. Lin Wu fired continuously for five seconds and only managed to make two holes. When everyone took their turn, the results were consistent with what Maya had said: without enough strength to stabilize the gun, accuracy was abysmal.
The Raider wasn’t suitable for those who hadn’t improved their strength. It could be used, but its true potential couldn’t be realized.
Because of their reckless gunplay, a small horde of about a dozen zombies came knocking. Maya knelt on one knee, aimed, and fired. As bullets poured out, zombie plasma flew chaotically at a distance of over ten meters. In eight seconds, all fourteen zombies were dead. In those eight seconds, Maya had fired a total of 55 bullets.
Maya assessed herself: "I aimed for above the ribs, and about 30 bullets hit the target."
At that moment, Stone also realized that Maya and Lin Wu were cut from the same cloth. If he didn’t speak up, she could lead everyone in shooting practice all day. This wasn’t the Silencer’s role; this was the Raider’s.
"Stop!" That’s when Stone first felt Maya’s disapproval: "Time for a break, fellas."
Lin Wu led the protest: "We want to shoot guns, we..."
Stone gave Little Knife a knowing look. Little Knife got the hint, stepped forward, grabbed Lin Wu by the collar, and dragged him away. With Lin Wu no longer causing trouble, Stone began to rationalize with everyone, including Maya. Eventually, she agreed to store the Raider and promised to only take it out for base defense.