"... This is not called protection, it's called fire cover. You should use your words more professionally."
After leaving the turret, Wang Yan concentrated on identifying the location of every gunshot, and his rejection of Qi Ji seemed to be instinctive.
But the other party replied, "But since we have to be teammates, I want to get closer to him," which made his throat sore, and the gain outweighed the loss.
By the end of this round, he was already feeling a little uncomfortable due to over-concentrating for too long. Now, Qi Ji's innocent and direct tone continued to squeeze in, so that it seemed that something was added to his mind. Chaos in another sense.
So... why is this guy so slimy, like a primary school student? He exhaled nonsense, and finally couldn't help but regret for a second in his heart: In that game, I really shouldn't have coaxed the other party to be happy like coaxing a girl to bed. The other party thought he was really a good person.
After all, when he gave away the M24, he didn't say, "Brother, there is a bigger and better gun here, do you want it?" It was the last manifestation of quality in the nine-year compulsory education.
However, what was even more disturbing was that he had just met and he was almost convinced that even if he really said this sexual/harassment sentence, the other person would probably just answer: If so... Is it AWM
Therefore, Wang Yan just wanted to expel this guy out of his already swollen brain and focus on distinguishing sounds, killing people to gain points, and winning the game. However, the other party seemed determined to cause trouble.
For example, in a logging camp that is besieged on all sides at the moment, when the opponent cooperates with him in 2V2 killing, he only hits the body continuously - the visual effect of the scene is too strong, so Wang Yan couldn't help but ask, "Are your hands shaking again?", but the opponent's answer was: … I never have shaky hands. I said, I will protect you. There is no sniper head because, anyway, they will die with two shots. I want to keep their level 3 heads. Maybe you can take them and use them so that they will not die easily later.
Wang Yan was dumbfounded for half a second, and suddenly realized that his head armor didn't have much health left, so he had to be discouraged and squatted over to mend people and lick the pack - luckily, one person's level 3 head was close to full health.
Then, after putting on the three-level headgear, he wanted to be quiet and just say "thank you" in his heart, but the guy actually took the initiative to ask: "Why don't you say thank you to me?"
The nonsense mentality was tossing and exploding like a big pie again, and it was really hard to gain traction, so I could only say thank you: "Well... thank you again."
But at the end, he still added: "Dad, when dad asked you just now, he shouldn't have been too harsh on you or even harsh on you."
But the other party still didn't notice that he was cursing, and tried again: "Then you won't be cruel to me in the future, okay?"
"..." There are difficulties in talking nonsense, so I had to admit it with difficulty while continuing to observe the movements in the woods attentively, "Then... let's see when my father's love overflows."
The conversation between the two passed by his prevarication. After a moment of relaxation, the battle on the map gradually became more intense.
On the island right now, only a hillside is still a safe zone. If it were a normal passerby game, there would have been very few people left, but the system at this moment still showed: 45 people survived.
Perhaps, this is a game that belongs to the top professional players in the country.
Even though he occasionally plays small online games, this huge number that he rarely sees in the late game still makes his thoughts gradually become scattered, whether with excitement or sadness.
At this moment, he knew very well that the entrance to the road that he had longed for but did not dare to pay too much attention to was not far from his feet. He really didn't know if he should sigh - he was still standing here after all. Now, what the hell were I doing all those years when I couldn't get in, idiot.
So after thinking about it, he couldn't quite remember how many times he fired instinctively. If he hadn't had a level 3 head, something might have gone wrong and he needed someone to rescue him - until Qi Ji kept repeating "Come back quickly." Come back, come back quickly." He couldn't resist the sticky mental attack, so he quickly reacted and retreated to the stairs of the turret.
Fortunately, the next circle was directly in front of their face, so they could save more ammunition and observe other teams to attack the point.
There seemed to be wind on the hillside, and the sound of gunfire exploded even closer, which was more lively than setting off firecrackers. Therefore, when the battle situation became so fierce, the coaching staff seemed to have no time to analyze any tactics. It's all a mess, just your words and my words.
"Is this the reincarnation of old Lu Goujian? He's too stubborn, he's the only one left when his teammates exploded at the beginning, and he's not dead yet. His prostate is so friction that it's on fire, but he's still able to crawl into the circle. I'm convinced."
"Fuck, the Green Team and AOG are really tough guys. They get out of the car and blow each other with eight guns. Isn't it too exciting?"
"Let me go, why did June go up to save her teammates this time? What a huge mistake!"
"KMG's three people are obviously still alive, but not one of them has bullets? Is it so true? Did the whole sky just make an early tribute to the National Day—"
"666, SE's wave of hand throwing/thundering is okay, except for us, they are still full!"
"Come on, come on, Lieying is going to send SF express express to Team Lei—fuck, Team Lei has never fought before?!"
The scene was so chaotic that it was difficult to capture the movements of each team. It was not until they saw that there were only three teams left on the field that the excitement of the coaching staff was fully synchronized.
—Because, it’s SE again!
Firefights broke out in many places on the hillside, and victory or defeat was a matter of seconds. Only 10 of the more than 40 people were left in a moment - all 17 teams were wiped out, and only 2 of the Hunters remained. This time, only SE and IS were fully staffed. .
"Fuck," even the usually calm head coach couldn't help it, "arsenic and frost bibimbap are not so poisonous. I think Wen Rong can really come over and get married!"
- On the island map that everyone is watching, the safe zone shrinks very quickly, and the increasingly damaging power grid is overwhelming, forcing the three teams to get closer and closer, and making everyone's hearts even more hanging. Taller.
In the final three-party battle, no one knew who the other two parties were and where they were. Only the coaching staff could see from the map that the previous breakout routes of SE and Lieying were in the 7 o'clock and 3 o'clock directions respectively. Come on, the first one to be attacked must be the IS team in the relatively middle position.
Judging from Shen Ye's defensive arrangements, the IS team also understands its situation very well and is ready to face the challenge.
Time passed by, forcing the battle into the final showdown - neither IS nor SE knew how many people were left in the other two enemy teams. Only the two remaining members of the Shadow Hunting Team knew very well that they The 8 enemies faced must be two full teams. As long as there is no miracle, the chance of winning is 0.
Therefore, on the quiet hillside, where pairs of eyes were watching with bated breath, the Shadow Hunting Team took the lead and fired the first shot as a last-ditch effort.
When SE heard the gunfire, he immediately raised his gun and attacked without even thinking.
In an instant, all the smoke bombs, hand grenades, and shock bombs that should be thrown were thrown out. The three-party firepower detonated in full, and there was a loud noise near the gun tower.
So after only two waves came down, only the SE two people were left, as well as Qi Ji and Wang Yan who were retreating to the turret.
The scene directly turned into a 2V2 Imperial City PK. The coaching staff was almost afraid to express their anger and could only stare at the next scene.
Soon, SE also adopted a relatively safe method of attacking the building: one person surrounded the edge with a gun to lock the window, and another person went up the stairs to block the door.
At this time, the range of activities of Wuyan and Qi Ji were completely locked in the small turret, while the SE team had more areas of activity and occupied the first-mover advantage.
Everyone was instantly worried again, fearing that this time it would be the standard ending again. The dead Shen Ye had completely given up command. In this head-on 2V2, they could only rely on their basic skills. At best, the winning rate was 3 Success.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have poisoned my milk." Cui Xuezhi also had his hands off the keyboard, but he didn't know if he said two words on purpose - "lose."
Perhaps, all the players can do at this moment is to pray that the enemy team that is about to win is not SE. Otherwise, they will lose when the total points are calculated.
But Wang Yan asked Qi Ji to shoot and hit the floor to cover up the footsteps so as not to expose the two people's positions in the room. He frowned and replied with two words: "We can win."
Cui Xuezhi smiled and said in a light voice: "How to win?"
The quiet sunlight projected from the window stretched into a curtain of light, falling around the hideous scars on Wang Yan's neck. It seemed to soften their ugly and sharp outlines, and also made his determined eyes light up. Someone from the coaching staff had already looked back. He, but no one thought that his next answer would be two words: Cheating.
Everyone's minds were stagnant and they were unable to react. Qi Ji's hands moved faster than his brain and immediately cooperated with him the second the power grid contracted.
So in the final showdown that afternoon, no one could see clearly how Wang Yan completed a series of operations in the blink of an eye, predicting the enemy's position, drawing a gun and shooting from the hip, and turning the camera at an angle to instantly snipe.
Their pupils were suddenly grabbed, causing them to shrink instinctively. They could only see clearly the words "Good luck eating chicken tonight" on the computer that popped up in an instant, as if they were about to break through the screen.
This time, there was no restraint, no pause, just excitement, surprise, and surprise. Every emotion burst into the air uncontrollably, causing the training room to boil like a stadium with flags flying—if it weren't for the quality of the team's keyboards Well, I guess they can't even withstand Shen Ye's smashing.
Among the cheers that could not be suppressed, only Wang Yang himself froze in all his movements at the end of the game. He didn't even have the time to show off to the coaching staff and Cui Xuezhi by saying "Did you slap him in the face?", he just relied on the phone. On the competition chair, he let out a sigh of relief.
The shadows cast by the approaching figures were swaying in front of his eyes, causing his chest to vibrate fiercely with the feeling of winning the game, but also with an unknown dullness. What was even worse was that the sticky voice was still ravaging him. His nerves: Are we teammates from now on? Can we play together every day
"..." Wang Yan didn't reply. After all, he knew that even his appearance couldn't scare the opponent, so he had to change his gaze, raised his head and asked the head coach seriously, "Can I... sign the contract?"
"Of course...! Just wait." The head coach patted him on the shoulder, with excitement in his voice, and quickly went out with the manager, "We'll be back soon."
But just as the door was ajar, intermittent silence spread in the training room.
The group of people left behind had experienced a brief period of excitement. When they came back to their senses, they all looked embarrassed and their conversational voices were much lower.
Cui Xuezhi seemed to be whispering to Qi Ji to communicate something, but he didn't hear the nonsense. He chuckled and asked meaningfully, "Xiao Qi, I know your hands never shake, so... the ranking you were sprayed that time, What's going on
Qi Ji licked his lips and didn't answer him. He didn't bother to pay attention to what the people around him were whispering. He just leaned on the chair and wanted to rest.
Unfortunately, within two seconds, a voice was clearly approaching again - "Are you... feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I told you that you are no longer rosy", "You seem really nervous?", "You don't look good, I I thought you Northwesters were all strong." Every sentence made his mouth dry and his thoughts were brought back to reality.
It wasn't until the other person reached out and squeezed his biceps that he finally got excited and quickly pressed down the other person's hand: "... Don't touch your father and me."
The other person was like a frightened little rabbit, obediently retracting his paws, and only said: "...you are obviously quite strong."
"... Nonsense, I'm 1.84 meters and 70 kilograms." Wang Yan moved his lips slightly, trying his best to show off, "Taller than you, right?"
Originally, he was thinking that a weak and easily bullied little boy from Jiangsu and Zhejiang water towns could not compare with him. Unexpectedly, the other party said: "Did I lower my head when I stood in front of you...? When I raised my head completely, 187."
The two of them were very close to each other, and they were speechless. They could feel the developmental gap between them and today's children, but they didn't know why they got more excited. They didn't want to give up and whispered: "Then... what about other places? I completely raised my head. When it was 18.82, remember?”
"..." I never expected that the other party would be hesitant and serious, "It's better than you..."
"Fuck, stop it!" Wang Yan felt that the other party could only tell the truth and not brag, so he immediately maintained his last bit of self-esteem and turned his head.
Before the two of them could say a few words, the manager returned to the training room, brought over a contract that was probably prepared long ago, and said, "This is a three-year contract. Take a look at it carefully and let me know if you decide to sign it." .”
The winter afternoon became quiet again, and finally in the brief and awkward silence in the training room, Wang Yan stood up and walked towards the manager in the eyes of the coaching staff who wanted to look but dared not look at him.
Obviously, this time, he did not forget to bring new surprises to the IS team.
—The sun was a bit dazzling, and no one expected it. He raised his hand to take the stack of paper, looked at the guarantee of starting time, then put it down. He didn't even care about the salary, and just uttered a sentence.
"After reading it, sign it now."
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Note for little angels who don’t play games at all: Level 3 head = Level 3 head armor. The strongest head armor in the game is basically AWM (the strongest sniper/assault rifle) or shotgun at super close range. You can get seconds if you hit all the marks. In short, it is a good thing to ensure survival (
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There is also a competition in this chapter, so let’s talk about it... Some of it is artistic processing, and it may not be bug-free. I try to make it clear to everyone. Don’t blame OTLLLLLL for all you chicken-eating bosses.