call…
Phew…
Huh...
As the process between exhalation and inhalation became longer and longer, Jonathan's breathing gradually calmed down. He looked at his opponent on the ground with eyes like a wounded beast, and an inexplicable impulse appeared in his mind.
Just now, he ambushed this opponent. He had a map of this area in his hand, including contour lines and supply points, as well as the specific entrances and exits of some facilities, which gave him an advantage in the finals.
But there were some small mistakes in the ambush plan this time. His opponent was too strong and he was too weak. It was obvious that the physical fitness of both parties was not at the same level.
After a "near-death" close fight, he finally stabbed the guy's effective hit point with a special "dagger".
Considering that Battle Royale contestants may engage in close combat, the organizing committee of the conference specially prepared a special dagger.
It is not sharp. Whether it is cutting or stabbing, it is not enough to hurt people, but it has a special place. There is a special substance on its rounded front end. When it touches the effective hitting part of the special combat uniform, , can create a "kill" effect.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a round stick with a magnet at one end. It can trigger the secondary mechanism at the hit point to simulate real hand-to-hand combat.
After about two minutes of fighting, Jonathan was almost out of breath from exhaustion. He felt that his entire chest was burning, and a wave of heat penetrated his chest and radiated from his back.
In the past, when he watched movies, the protagonist or other characters could often fight against seven or eight people alone for more than ten minutes. He thought that this was what fighting was like.
Sometimes he would play a game of beating bad guys with his children, but he would not feel tired because of it. He thought that this was what real fighting was like.
But now he knows that he was wrong.
There is always a truth in some knight novels and movies, which is to leave some room for maneuver when using force, but in a real battle, there is no possibility of holding back. He was deceived.
Every time you fight, you will unconsciously use all your strength, not because you can't control it, but because if you retain it, others may not.
As long as he makes one mistake, he will be the one who "dies".
In fact, it only took a little more than a minute, and he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. This also let him know that there was nothing real in the movie.
His breathing gradually returned to normal. At this moment, staring at those resentful and wild eyes, a thought deep in his heart suddenly exploded like a volcano erupting deep in his heart. There was a voice that kept coming to him. His heart roared and roared!
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Really kill him, use whatever you want, he can no longer resist, use whatever you want to kill him!"
"Blood, hot blood, and the smell of death..."
Bloodshot threads quickly crawled up the whites of his eyes. The guy with originally vicious eyes looked away from him timidly with some palpitations after meeting his gaze for a few seconds.
From Jonathan's eyes, he read a kind of madness and a desire to kill!
He was afraid, his ferocity, his savagery, failed in the face of true madness.
Perhaps because he shifted the focus of his gaze so that the two people's eyes were no longer facing each other, Jonathan's condition was a little better.
With a gloomy expression, he began to look through his trophies, found some supplies from the loser's backpack and pockets, and then left quickly.
When they were about to lose sight of each other in the distance, Jonathan looked back, licked his lips, and left without looking back.
He could barely resist the urge, that bloodthirsty urge.
Every "kill" would bring about a change in him that he didn't even know was good or bad.
He became better at hiding himself, more patient, and better at killing.
He knew that all of this was false, that none of the people he killed were truly dead, and that everyone had been rescued, but the crazy thoughts in his heart were growing more and more.
You have killed so many people, why not kill one person for real!
You yourself also want to know, when you actually kill someone, is it the same as the game you play, right
Come on, kill one, just kill one, use whatever you want, poke it in and kill him!
kill him!
While slapping his head, he bent over and moved quickly in the dense forest. He wanted to know what happened to him, why a terrible demon lived in his head, and how to expel this demon.
As he left, many viewers in front of the TV had different expressions. Some people sighed and tore the lottery tickets into pieces, while others looked at the lottery tickets in their hands with disgust and a bit of reluctance.
In addition, other people were cheering, and a girl holding a flag with Jonathan's head even took off her clothes and was lifted above her head to play body surfing.
Jonathan's victory means the birth of a group of hundred millionaires, and the end of a group of unlucky people who almost became one hundred millionaires. This is a miraculous feast!
People have been crazy for a long time. The powerful, rich, and dignitaries from all over the world have appeared in Ambluo State. It may be the first time in their history that the emotions of these big shots are constantly rising and falling because of some "untouchables".
Those "untouchables" they looked down upon created miracles one after another, making people love and hate them, and they wanted to leave, but they were reluctant to let go.
At this time, a new list appeared on the exclusive outdoor broadcast TV and cable TV channels in Ambiluo State. The top ten had been born, and Jonathan ranked ninth.
In addition, the player with the largest jackpot in this gambling game will also receive a bonus of 17.29 million!
He won all the seven-stage solo selections, and all the batches in the previous six stages. Now in the finals, as long as the character he chooses can get the final ranking of his own selection, 17 million will be in his pocket. thing.
And he only paid fifty points for this lottery ticket!
If... is not selected, this is welcome news.
Crazy people continue to go crazy. If the cities on the east coast and the south were the brightest commercial capitals of the empire before, then in the spring and summer of this year, Ambiluo State is the only place in the empire that can attract people's attention.
Countless people's hearts are affected by the fate of these people.
Night fell again, and Jonathan, who had wandered around outside, was just about to return to the temporary residence where he was hiding. He found that some of the arrangements he had made when he left had been touched. He slowed down his breathing and hid in a shelter three meters away from his den. More than ten meters away.
He should have left immediately. Who knows if the person who broke into this place had set any traps or killed people inside, but there was an inexplicable impulse that made him change his mind.
When it was completely dark, he moved to a tree a few meters away and climbed up quietly. There was a camera hidden in the canopy of the tree.
He stayed here for two days before discovering it. When he was about to leave the morning before yesterday, the sun happened to hit the lens and reflected a beam of light that irritated his eyes. He discovered the camera.
He slowly found the camera. After thinking for a moment, he grabbed the line behind it and pulled it down hard. The angle of the camera was immediately adjusted, pointing towards the dark tree crown.
He quietly came down from the tree again, took out a captured energy bar, ate the disgusting food, and slowly waited for midnight to come.
At about two o'clock in the evening, everyone was asleep, even the staff at the broadcast center were almost asleep. Their job now is to ensure that the live broadcast signal will not be disconnected. As for each monitor
No kidding, thousands of cameras are not something people on duty in the middle of the night can keep an eye on.
At this moment, Jonathan, who had been hiding in the bushes, opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. His red eyes made people feel scared just by looking at them.
Okay, okay, don't pester me anymore, I'll kill someone, and then you leave...
Hurry up, I can't wait...
He touched his den. It was very quiet inside, but he did not become careless because of this. He knew there was someone inside.
He has a very high degree of education, otherwise he would not be able to support a family on his own, and he would be able to earn a middle-class income if not better.
He built a small mechanism outside the door of his den. When people enter, the mechanism will appear in a closed state. When people inside come out, they will definitely touch the mechanism, and the mechanism will appear in an open state.
It sounds complicated, but it's actually just a branch of a tree, a thread and a few broken branches.
Now this institution is closed, and people inside have not left.
He touched the outside of the den. He could see everything inside by lifting the branches, but he was not in a hurry. He slowly moved to the back of the den.
He knew very well that if he broke into someone else's place, he would leave immediately, or set up a trap and wait for the other person to rush in.
So he couldn't go in from the front, so he went around to the back and gently moved some branches away. What looked like a living, complete plant was actually grouped together.
He was very patient and careful when he moved them away without making any sound. After moving most of them away, he stopped moving, lying on his knees in the darkness and waiting quietly.
More than an hour later, he took action again and moved everything away, revealing a sleeping guy hidden under the branches and leaves.
At the entrance of the den, there are several hanging objects. If you don't know, just go inside and you will disturb these small arrangements.
The closer he got to his goal, the faster Jonathan's heart beat, but his face became calmer, even too calm.
Countless voices deep in his heart were shouting in unison. At this moment, he didn't think these voices were bothersome or annoying.
He took out a stone dagger from his pocket - although according to the official statement they did not need these things to survive in this forest, there were enough supply points in the wild, enough fish in the river, and other Abundant and non-dangerous wildlife.
But among those who were able to make it to the finals, almost everyone made some stone daggers, knives, and even axes.
What he made was a dagger, made of some gravel from the mountains. It was triangular in shape, with curved edges on both sides, but it could cut things, and the tip was very sharp!
This thing is very useful in the wild. When it is tied to a short wooden handle, it becomes a dagger. When it is tied to a long pole, it becomes a speargun. This little thing can be used in many places. .
At this time, it was tied to a small wooden stick about ten centimeters long, with one end thicker and the other thinner, turning it into a dagger.
Slowly and calmly, he found the front of the guy and his head. The guy was sleeping on his side with his feet facing out. If someone came in from outside, he could immediately use his lower limbs to respond to the enemy in the small space. Instead of using your face.
In addition to the wind chime-like things he made outside, this man also had some experience in surviving in the wild. The weak moonlight did not allow Jonathan to fully see this man's appearance, but inexplicably, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, like It's... like that when you're hungry.
Slowly, with a motionless hand, he inserted the tip of the blade through the gap that was only one finger wide, into the man's helmet, then aimed at his neck and stabbed it hard!
The blood spurted onto his hand like a fountain, and then began to flow rapidly.
The person lying on the ground was like a fish that had been chopped on a chopping board but not dead, or like a goat that had been stabbed in the wrong position in a slaughterhouse and was struggling like crazy.
Jonathan stepped forward, pressed the man's right hand, and pressed his feet with his own feet. Then he held the wooden handle of the stone blade and thrust it into his head.
Perhaps it was inserted into his mouth, causing his shouting sounds to be replaced by the sounds of swallowing.
For about forty seconds, Jonathan clearly felt that the strength of the man under him suddenly disappeared. His struggle was no longer insignificant, more like a convulsion.
The man on the ground held Jonathan tightly with both hands and raised his upper body up. Large mouthfuls of blood poured out of his mouth. His face was filled with blood. He could not see anything clearly. There was only a pair of eyes that reflected light slightly in the dark night. , let him remember deeply.
He let the man grab his clothes with a numb expression on his face, and then watched him fall to the ground, as if he didn't know what else to do.
After about ten seconds, he stretched out his tongue and licked something itchy at the corner of his mouth. A salty taste with a hint of sweetness began to stimulate his taste buds.
In the dark night, his Adam's apple slid twice and let out a contented sigh!
(End of chapter)