Remember, only one person can walk out of this room. - Dugu

It was a dimly lit room, with rows of tables neatly and orderly, and in front of each table, a child who seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old stood in front of each table.

There were men and women, a total of 24 people.

One table, two people, each of the 12 tables at the moment was placed with scattered gun parts, and a blindfolded black cloth.

The atmosphere in the room was a little frozen, and the smell of metal rust was floating in the air, which was very pungent.

"Blindfold everything. Following the order given by the instructor, everyone present quickly blindfolded the black cloth over their eyes, which can be said to be a uniform movement, and after a while, everyone stood straight with their hands behind their backs.

"I'm sure you've all guessed it...... That's right! Let's do something special today, let's play a game! As for the rules of the game...... Listen to the radio!"

Almost as soon as the instructor's voice fell, a radio voice sounded in the room at the same time: "Good evening, everyone from Group 4...... Okay guys, take it easy, and remember, only one person can get out of this room. ”

"Finally, good luck to all of you. The broadcast stopped, and the room returned to its original silence.

The instructor raised the corners of his mouth intently, and slowly walked to the center of the crowd, the sound of his boots hitting the ground 'clicked', and at a glance, he could see the 24 people present, many of whom had begun to breathe rapidly, and they could also see the cold sweat clearly visible on their foreheads, because they knew that this game of life and death could start at any time.

The eyes are the largest receptor of a person, and blindfolding is equivalent to turning off half of the person's perception, danger, fear, fear, unknown...... Almost all negative emotions continue to sweep over these children, of course, only in this way can we see who can face the pressure more calmly.

"On the table in front of you, there are five parts of different models of pistols scattered around, but these parts can only be assembled into two pistols, and all you have to do is assemble the pistol before the person opposite you...... Then, kill him!"

"Alright......" The instructor glanced at the stopwatch in his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the 24 people in the audience moved in unison, and the collision sound of "click" instantly filled the room, and everyone was quickly looking for the parts they needed, moving fast and accurately, because only by doing these two points, can you survive in this game.

The instructor observed the expressions on everyone's faces and the movements of their hands, some were flustered and nervous, some were methodical, but everyone was racing against time, and the difference between one second and life and death was decided.

In fact, these 24 people can be divided into a group, which means that their ability to assemble firearms blindfolded is similar, but in this high-pressure state that determines life and death, the gap between the excellent and the better is reflected at once.

Two minutes later, everyone was still assembling the pistols at a rapid pace, and the instructor glanced at the watch in his hand, and he knew that the first round of the game was coming to an end.

The instructor heard the reputation, the gun was a girl, at this time there was a puff of green smoke slowly coming out of her barrel, and on the ground across the table, there was a boy's corpse, he was still holding an unassembled pistol in his hand, this boy instructor he knew, is a very well-trained boy, but unfortunately, this game is cruel, it doesn't matter how brilliant you were before, only you were eliminated, then you only face death.

After a brief pause, the "click" sound of assembly sounded again, as if everyone's hands became faster because of the gunfire just now.

After a while, the continuous sound of gunfire rang out in the room, which lasted for about thirty seconds, and the room suddenly became silent, there was no gunshot, no sound of assembling parts, only faint gasps could be heard, and at a glance, compared to just now, there were only 12 people left in the room.

Everyone is standing in front of the table, cold sweat soaking the clothes on their necks, you can still see their rapidly rising chests, you can see that although they have won, they are still very nervous, they need to quickly breathe and adjust their state, because they know that this is only the first round of the game, and if you want to win, you have to continue.

The door opened, and several staff members entered, who quickly dragged the bodies out of the ground, pushing all the tables full of parts against the wall, leaving the central empty space, while the remaining 12 children stood in place with their eyes still covered with cloths.

After a minute, the staff left, and calm returned to the room.

The instructor's voice rang out, "Okay, congratulations, you're one step closer to victory, now what...... We still assemble pistols one-on-one, but instead of coming together, you come one by one. ”

"No. 17!No. 3!" the instructor shouted.

"Here!" the two boys replied on the spot.

"Okay, you two come here, don't take off the blindfold...... Again, there is a pile of parts on the table in front of you...... Oh! By the way, there are no bullets in the magazine this time, you need to load them yourself, don't blame me for not reminding you!

"Okay...... Let's go!"

Just like just now, the two teenagers who were competing moved together, and those who could stand out from the 24 people must be the elite of the elite, the two of them are skillful, every step is very accurate and fast, and the most terrifying thing is that almost the assembly speed of the two people is exactly the same.

Time continued to pass, the movements of their hands became faster and faster, and after a while, both of them came to the last step at the same time, loading bullets!

Two small hands reached out to the narrow bullet box at the same time, and the instructor squinted, and he found that because of the narrow bullet box, No. 3 was a little slower than No. 17 to hold the bullet, although it was only half a second, but he still saw it.

"Click!", a bullet was pressed into the magazine, and the loading magazine behind it was loaded, and the safety was pulled in one go!

Both of them raised their guns at the same time, and the room fell silent for a short time, followed by a dull, heavy thud, and Three's body slowly fell to the ground.

He was fast enough, but unfortunately he was unlucky, and when he took the bullet, he was caught by the box, but this pause of just half a second also caused his final death.

Sometimes, luck is also a strength.

Twelve more died, and then, the instructor's shouts and gunshots rang out, and the game continued.

"14th!24th!"

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out, and one of them fell to the ground.

"No. 2! No. 5!"

"Bang!"

"No. 6! No. 18!"

Still the shots rang out, and one fell to the ground.

"No. 21! No. 23!"

One person fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only the last group of the six groups was left, and there were only 7 people from the original 12 people.

The instructor recorded something on the board, and then shouted, "11! 13!"

As soon as the words ended, two boys standing in the corner walked over, they were the last group, and their victory or defeat would determine the end of the second round of the game.

Looking at the boys standing on both sides of the table, the instructor frowned, he was still very familiar with these two people, No. 11 has an optimistic personality, is approachable, and is quite liked by others, and he has a good impression of No. 11, he is a neat and ruthless character in ordinary training, and his grades have always been in the middle and upper reaches.

But No. 13 is different, compared to No. 11 belongs to the crane car level, a lot of training is not as good as No. 11, although winning in the first round of the game, but this round against No. 11, it must be dead.

"Let's go!"

The two of them moved instantly, No. 11 was orderly, and No. 13 was not bad, but it was obviously a big step slower than No. 11 on the opposite side, and the time had already passed halfway, and it seemed that the victory had been decided!

Moments later, No. 11 came to the step of installing the bullet, and with a "click", the bullet was pressed into the magazine.

The instructor nodded slightly, thinking in his heart: It seems that the 11th is going to win.

But at this time, a strange scene happened, No. 11 reached out and grabbed a bullet, and with a "click", another bullet was pressed into the magazine.

Why do you have to load one bullet again? Why install two bullets when one bullet can solve No. 13?

The instructor who saw this scene subconsciously took a step forward, but he immediately stopped, because no matter what happened, he couldn't interfere with the game.

Could it be that No. 11 got the rules of the game wrong? Or was he deliberately letting No. 13 go?

In a few seconds of thinking, No. 11 had already installed five bullets, but he had no intention of stopping, and continued to install the sixth bullet.

At the same time, the backward No. 13 had already caught up, his first bullet was pressed into the magazine, victory was in sight, loaded, pulled the safe, raised his hand, raised the gun in one go!

"Bang!"

The sound sounded suddenly, the blood light exploded instantly, and the instructor fixed his eyes to see that there was a big blood hole on the forehead of the 13th, and it was obvious that he lost, even if he came from behind, but it was still not as fast as the 11th!

The instructor breathed a sigh of relief, looked at No. 11's white and tender face, and thought to himself: Hehe, what a young man, using the speed of six bullets to challenge the speed of one bullet in others, not bad!

Just as he lowered his head to record, the gunshot rang out again in vain, his pupils contracted, and he raised his head suddenly, and saw that No. 17, who had just survived in the distance, had fallen to the ground, and the person who shot was No. 11!

"Number 11! What are you doing! Drop your gun!" the instructor shouted.

But I saw No. 11 raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and in a moment, "Bang, bang, bang!bang!" The blindfolded No. 11 raised his hand and shot three more shots!

The 14th, 5th, 6th, and 21st who survived fell to the ground one after another, and for a while, only the two of them were left in the empty house!

"What are you doing? Do you want to die?"

The instructor was furious when he saw this, he didn't expect that No. 11 would not follow the rules of the game, and directly killed the rest of the five people, and while shouting, he strode towards No. 11.

But ...... "bang!" is another shot!

"Hmm...... You...... You...... Uhhh

The seventh shell flew out and rolled slowly to the side.

For a moment, the room was silent.

After a moment, the boy let out a long sigh of relief, threw away the gun in his hand, and then slowly removed the black cloth covering his eyes, revealing a pair of smart eyes.

At the same time, the radio suddenly sounded: "Congratulations on the 11th, the game wins!"

Listening to the content of the radio, No. 11 smiled on the corner of his mouth, walked up to the instructor's corpse, and said softly: "I'm sorry! ”

"Huh. ”

The door opened, and the boy walked away.