At the venue, everyone signed an agreement, and the host of the content also made a simple explanation, which is nothing more than voluntary and voluntary, and the US authorities will give some compensation if there are casualties. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a consolatory policy obviously did not make much sense, and how could anyone who had not come here be a man of great strength and combat experience who would be frightened by such a potentially fatal agreement?

However, everyone was given a necklace, beautifully made, with the names and birthdays of the participants engraved on the spot, and it is said that it is also a signal transmitting device, which can be used to locate and activate the rescue device in case of danger, but then even if you lose the qualification for the competition.

Gong Xu was carrying a submachine gun, with a magazine full of magazines, two grenades hanging from his waist, a bulletproof helmet, and even on a whim, he asked the American soldiers to help him paint camouflage on his face, and the whole person looked, except for a slightly thin figure, exactly like an American soldier. The second cargo set off like this, and even rubbed a cigarette to his mouth, looking like a patrol.

Except for Gong Xu, who wandered around without hurry, the other six groups were basically full of ten people, and they had already entered the jungle. The sun in Florida is still vicious, and no one wants to waste physical strength and time in the sun. Because every second is money for the contestants, and it doesn't count if you go out to the Avengers, and it costs 100,000 dollars to find the infected body, and the United States has made a bloody investment this time.

seems to be careless, but Gong Xu has a careful eye, a bunch of people are messing around, monks, exorcists, priests have everything, most of the clothes are in casual clothes, and they are all camouflage when they change clothes, Gong Xu can't see the reason, not to mention that there are many supernatural people. Of course, there are many people who disdain to wear GI camouflage, Gong Xu saw with his own eyes a man dressed as a medieval knight, holding a cross sword and shield, majestic, and there are many European people gathered around.

It's just an instinctive feeling that this time things are not so simple, so Gong Xu didn't rush to get this head. Perhaps in these respects, the Chinese people's Taoguang and obscure thinking are still relatively low-key, and compared to the angry expressions of others, at least Asians are relatively much more silent.

Although there were many people, Gong Xu still paid attention to the leaders of the six teams. One of the most striking of these is, of course, the knight in medieval armor, and the second team is led by a strong man with a one-handed sledgehammer in his hand. The captain of the third team was a tattooed woman holding a hunting bow. The fourth team was a bit more chaotic, but vaguely led by a monk. The fifth team is mostly Asian, and the leader is a young onmyoji, Gong Xu's fellow practitioner.

If there is one thing that several teams have in common, it is that they disperse as soon as they enter the jungle, and the captain of each team is distinctive, obviously very confident in himself. Gong Xu very much wanted to get a car to travel, not because the American soldiers were stingy and didn't borrow it, but because they couldn't get any cars in the mountains and forests.

There were traces of stampede everywhere at the entrance of the jungle, and Gong Xu didn't know which direction these people were going, so he made a very wise decision, he took out a virtual beast full of cans and threw it on the ground, and let the dog go!

"Boss, do you really think I'm a dog?" The virtual beast looked at Gong Xu with an aggrieved face, with tears in his eyes and a pitiful expression.

"You're not even as good as a dog, are you?" The second cargo looked at the virtual beast with a disappointed face, what else could he do but eat?

"Rub, followme!" the Void Beast was furious, and plunged headlong into the jungle.

In terms of the sharpness of the nose, Gong Xu didn't know what level of the virtual beast was, but when it came to the sensitivity of the breath, the virtual beast should not let it go. Gong Xu even regretted that there was no Taoist priest with a compass here, whether it was Hong Sanyuan or Cassia Mingzi, or even Wu Zhengyang or Li Zhaoqing could come to one, it would be much more worry-free.

The virtual beast is running wildly in front, and Gong Xu is chasing wildly behind, where is it like a demon hunting team, more like a search and rescue team. At this time, a dense burst of gunfire was heard in the distance, and it seemed that the two sides were engaged in fire. It's just that the voice is getting farther and farther away, and it is obviously not in the same direction as Gong Xu.

Gong Xu is not in a hurry at all, he is mainly here to deal with errands, of course, he will not mind if he can get some dollars by the way, and the most important thing is that he has absolute confidence in the virtual beast.

Suddenly, the Void Beast stopped, squatted behind a bush and glanced back at Gong Xu, who hurriedly approached. Looking through the gap in the bushes, Gong Xu suddenly felt nauseous.

Gong Xu has seen a lot of corpses, not counting the ancient tombs, but Brother Shui's collection has opened Gong Xu's eyes. But what did Gong Xu see through the cracks? corpses wandering around!

Corpses, or living dead, roamed in a clearing in the jungle, dressed in all kinds of costumes, poor, soldiers, men, women, old and young, more than twenty of them.

"Zombies?" Gong Xu was a little puzzled.

"No, it's a wraith. Amperet Qingming appeared behind Gong Xu.

"What's the difference?" in Gong Xu's eyes, it was almost the same as Resident Evil.

"Zombies are caused by viruses, people are dead and have no souls, so they are just unconscious, relying on instinct to hunt prey. Resentful spirits, on the other hand, use evil spells to imprison souls in the body, putting people between life and death, at the mercy of evil spellcasters. ”

"Is the headshot good?" Gong Xu raised the M16 to aim.

"You can try, break the shackles of the soul, these monsters will become zombies, at least you can play cards according to normal reason. Ampere Qingming said it very easily.

"Brother Ampere, isn't it easier for you to go up to a group of thunders to get it?" Gong Xu has always been very envious of spells.

"This kind of little minion also deserves my shot? Oh yes, you have an onmyoji here, I feel his bloodline, you have a chance to take care of it, it's my descendant, we said okay. After An Pei finished speaking, he went back to sleep, and the angry Gong Xu aimed at the head of a zombie and shot it out with a shuttle bullet.

However, Gong Xu's marksmanship was more accurate than he imagined, a shuttle of bullets went out, and he passed through the dense zombie crowd safely, and none of them hit, even if the special forces came, they would be embarrassed. Headshots? I even rubbed a hair!

After a shuttle of bullets, the zombie was unharmed, but it was alarmed, and Qi Qi turned around, and his eyes were blood-red and rushed up, and his movements were extremely fast, as if they were beasts running in the woods!

Gong Xu only had time to change a magazine, and the zombies surrounded him, faintly staggered, and he was actually playing round-up. (To be continued.) )