"Boom!"
The rocket fired from nowhere hit the pillar next to the church door.
The church, which was obviously in disrepair, could no longer withstand such devastation. With the fire and smoke rising into the sky, half of it collapsed.
Qius crawled out of the fire and smoke, and the explosion occurred at close range. He actually seemed unscathed, except for an extra layer of dirt on his body and hair.
A slender leg stretched out and stepped firmly on Qiusi's back. Zhen Leilei raised her pistol and aimed at the church shrouded in smoke. Suddenly there was the sound of a motorcycle behind her. She bent down and grabbed the back of Chiuse's neck, dragging him into the church.
There was no one in the church, whether it was Sam Dean, Mike or Feilan, even the spider corpse had disappeared.
Zhen Leilei held Qiusi behind her, hid behind a half-collapsed stone wall, and looked out carefully. I saw a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes, riding a pink lady's motorcycle, swaying closer.
And on his back, he was carrying a thick and black rocket launcher.
"damn it!"
Zhen Leilei grabbed Qius's neck and lifted his clothes. There was no wound on his back. Sure enough, the priest was just a bait.
"get out!"
Zhen Leilei put the gun against Qiusi's head.
Qius was trembling all over, with the gun pressed against his head. He didn't dare to disobey. But he also saw through the gap in the stone wall that the middle-aged man outside had stopped the motorcycle and raised the rocket launcher.
"Quick, if you don't get out, you will be blown up with me!"
Zhen Leilei frightened Qius and pushed him hard, and Qius stood up from behind the stone wall in a daze.
Just as the man was about to launch the rocket, Chus suddenly stood up and he took aim subconsciously. And in the short pause, his rocket launcher suddenly exploded.
Half of his face was gone.
The warhead in the rocket launcher roared towards the sky, dragging thick white smoke, drawing several circles in the air, and then exploded.
Following the explosion, a shrill siren resounded over the entire town.
Invisible power fell from the sky and suppressed everyone to the ground. Everyone opened their eyes in horror, feeling the transformation of themselves by this invisible power.
“There is a chance of resisting bad products and rejecting pirated games.
Pay attention to self-protection and be careful not to be deceived. First release@@@
Moderate game benefit the brain, indulge game beverages.
Arrange your time reasonably and enjoy a healthy life! "
Looking at the strange text that appeared on the screen, Tommy tried his best to reach out and try to turn off the screen. Unfortunately, his hand only stretched out five centimeters before being pressed back to the ground.
“Meeting on a narrow road, thousands of people compete.
PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, fight if you don't accept it.
A frontal steel gun, whoever wins will win.
Eat chicken tonight and have good luck. "
"Ahem... Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me? Residents of the town of Drocliffe, or other outsiders, how are you?"
The siren was turned off, and a mean man's voice came through the loudspeaker.
"I can see that you are organizing a small game, but in my opinion, this game is too boring. So, I helped to upgrade it to make the game more lively, with a higher participation rate, and more Passionate.”
"From now on, everyone in the town has been transformed. You will not feel pain, and bullets hitting your body will not cause damage, but will only deduct your own blood volume."
"Every person has 100 drops of blood. Once the blood volume drops to 0, he will die. But before that, the injured can restore the blood volume through medicine... Ah, by the way, don't forget the weapons. Now the whole town Weapons are placed in every corner, just waiting for you to pick them up."
"So there are currently 3,756 people in the town, and up to four people can form a team. The game will end when there is only one team left."
"Oh, by the way, in order to increase everyone's enthusiasm, the town will refresh the poisonous circle every once in a while. People in the poisonous circle will continue to lose blood. If they don't go to the safe area quickly, they will be killed alive. It’s poisonous to death.”
The voice paused for a moment and suddenly became sinister: "Hey, you bastard with glaucoma, although I don't know where you are hiding, but don't you want to play? Okay, then let's play bigger!"
"Buzz..."
All electronic screens were plunged into darkness, including the chandeliers in the workshop. The specially modified workshop immediately fell into darkness.
The invisible pressure had disappeared, but most people did not dare to get up from the ground and looked around cautiously or in horror. After a while, someone slowly stood up, followed by an exclamation.
Because on the long table, I don’t know when there were a variety of weapons and ammunition, as well as helmets, backpacks, body armor and other items.
One man reached out hesitantly and picked up a pistol.
This touch, this feeling, this gun is real!
As he picked up the gun, people nearby also picked up their weapons, and for a while there was a loud sound of bullets being loaded. Everyone raised their guns and pointed them at others carefully, and there was a tense atmosphere in the workshop.
"That's enough, calm down." Tommy stood up and shouted loudly, "Don't be frightened by such a little trick. Don't worry, everything is under our control. Our organizer is absolutely capable of protecting everyone's safety."
Before he finished speaking, the piercing sirens pierced the sky again. Soon, a cold electronic female voice sounded in the air: "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds·Battle Royale will officially start in 1 minute. All contestants please be ready, 59... 58... 57..."
Listening to the cold, emotionless electronic sound, some people could no longer hold on and yelled to escape from here. But the others were also in the most nervous state, and when someone acted rashly, the others immediately pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang..."
Secret-level gunfire suddenly rang out in the workshop.
"Ceasefire, ceasefire!"
Tommy tried to turn the tide, but unfortunately, the people in this workshop were not good people. How could they put their lives and fortunes on the other party not to shoot.
To strike first is to be strong, but to strike later is to suffer disaster.
This is their code of conduct.
Red stray bullets were flying randomly in the room, and some people were holding submachine guns and shooting wildly around. Some people hide behind bunkers and calmly use pistols or shotguns to attack those closest to them. There were also many people who simply trembled and hid under the table, only to encounter them head-on. They raised their guns and fired randomly.
But after fighting for a long time, they gradually discovered that no matter how they fired, the opponent would only emit clouds of red mist, but they would never die.
"Countdown? The countdown is not over yet, and the game has not officially started. If you shoot now, you will only waste bullets..."
As soon as Tommy discovered this, there was a "bang" and a ball of fire exploded almost close to his face. His eyes turned red and he fell to the ground.
"... 0, the game begins, I wish you good luck!"
At the same time, cold electronic sounds echoed in the air.
The gunfire stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at the unfortunate Tommy. Being shot at such a close range, he shouldn't be able to survive, but Tommy's head didn't seem to be hurt at all, and he seemed to be asleep when he was lying on the ground.
Someone slowly moved toward Tommy's mouth and nose with trembling fingers. But as soon as he stretched out his fingers, Tommy opened his eyes suddenly, and before anyone else could react, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black mist.