LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 30: Midnight Shooting
Upon seeing the sudden movements of the ghouls before him, Quagmire, with a firm determination, readjusted his aim and body. With the movements that were coming for him, he could make out that the number of ghouls numbered to the dozens.
He was initially confused as to why the sudden attack and charge at him, but then again, he was in another world, one he was a foreigner of. Unfortunately, he could not help but wonder why, but then again the ghouls were intelligent, so a ghoul might have seen him and called others.
Even with that kind of thought, he denied it; after all, he had not encountered any ghoul of that sort. A ghoul that possessed such intelligence and cunningness would change the dynamics of his view. With that in mind, he remained with an open mind and pushed it further back into his head.
Whether it is an intelligent ghoul or a ghoul with cunningness or any of that sort, he has the best solution and motto for that kind of thing.
"All you need is to kill." Quagmire, with a still expression as he focused, silently muttered in the air, seemingly entertaining his thoughts.
With that, he pulled the trigger on his Mark 1 Pistol. The bullet came out at a blistering speed as the recoil from the shot pushed the gun upwards, which he controlled in a competent manner; smoke came out of the barrel.
The bullet flew with no regard for what was in its path, whether it be the trunk of a tree, a leaf, or the head of a ghoul. The ghoul was knocked down, as a red rose flower blossomed at the back of its head and another one in the air. Along with it, the blood came down to the ground and formed a pool of blood.
It fell to the ground lifeless, acknowledging the death of the ghoul he had just shot; he shook his body to adjust it and realigned his sights towards another ghoul. So far, he had already killed two ghouls; right now, he is currently seeing ten ghouls in his vision. However, there could be more as he was just facing this direction, and there could be others in the others.
He remembered that the area he was defending was the one with dozens, but the other sides only had isolated ghouls that seemed to be moving with no coordination or unity. This means he could focus on this side for a while and occasionally check his six when the time comes.
Now that he could fight with a bit more ease. He swung his gun and glanced from to side as he pointed the gun at another ghoul. The ghoul sensed danger and moved into the side as he fired his gun.
"Lucky Bastard!" Quagmire muttered with distaste in the air.
Once again, he readjusted his firing position to better suit it. He pulled the trigger, and a fiery flash appeared as the recoil pulled the gun upward. The bullet came out and moved at a lightning pace and crashed at the head of the ghoul. The ghoul, despite having a little more intelligence, was not able to predict another shot,
It fell to the ground, and its body slumped in defeat as if a dead body that is dead was asking for an apology. A weird thought it was, but it was funny nonetheless.
Three were down, but he needed to keep a reminder of his ammunition; concurrently, he had used four bullets; three hit their marks, and one missed completely.
Delighted by the kill, he swiftly moved his arms and fired in quick, rapid succession. He was definitely getting the hang out of shooting, and his mastery was increasing at a quick rapid pace.
A bullet came out, and the gun rose, but he forced it down with precise control as he pulled it, and with it, another shot was given. The first shot crashed into the head of the ghoul, and its blood was splattered all over the area where it was standing.
The second shot came out as soon as the first shot was made. However, neither shot would land at the same time, as the second shot had a different angle and landed on another ghoul. Both ghouls got knocked down and slumped to the ground, lifeless, with holes present in their heads.
Now, five were down, and that means there are seven more ghouls. He glanced from left to right and locked onto the nearest ghoul. With swift, precise movements, he adjusted his arms, and when everything was perfectly aligned, he pulled the trigger multiple times.
The shot echoed as it pierced through the air like it was nothing/ The first shot landed and the ghoul died. The two shots came at a blistering speed and made their way to their two heads. Both ghouls was killed and are now lying on the ground.
With that performance, nine ghouls were killed, and three remained; more could be arriving, but he did not want to think about it, as all you need is kill, as he remembered so. Now he had only six bullets in the magazine, and it seemed like he had to change his magazine soon.
It was quite unfortunate. But then again, he now has ten thousand coins in his spatial inventory; he could splurge a little bit. Moreover, he had a big stockpile of ammunition, which meant he had a lot of bullets to spare. So he could shoot to his heart's content, to the pain of every gun nut.
There were still three ghouls, so he pushed them back in his mind; with that, he carefully aimed his pistol and was about to fire when suddenly the ground shook. He was shocked and looked around him, and there, his soul almost left his body.
Three fat men were dozens of meters away from him compared to the ghouls that were hundreds of meters away from him. Which means he might be in some kind of trouble.