"We won!"

Seeing that Oliven's bullet missed the target and made a mistake, Xu Zilin got up from the ground excitedly and waved his fist vigorously.

Different from Xu Zilin's excitement and excitement, the expressions on the faces of the ghost knife, shadow, prosthetic limbs and others were still dignified.

After such a long play-off, both sides have a lot of physical exertion, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not make mistakes.

Luo Sheng and Cerberos also know that the next two rounds of play-offs will determine the winners and losers.

Luo Sheng rubbed his wrists, walked towards the HI mercenary on the edge of the canyon, and handed over his P226 to the other party for inspection.

"The guns are not modified, and the bullets are not loaded."

The HI mercenary returned the gun to Luo Sheng and ordered: "Go to the starting point and prepare!" ”

On the edge of the canyon, Luo Sheng looked down at the dark Hell Canyon under his feet, and the wind blew through the strange "woo" sound, took a deep breath, forced himself to ignore the pain from his wrist, and gave a thumbs up in the direction of the UFO machine, grabbed the zipline with his left hand, and slid towards the opposite side of the canyon.

Crash!

The moment his right foot kicked off the ground, Luo Sheng quickly pulled out the pistol in the holster, loaded it with one hand, and pointed it in front of his body.

Although the searchlight did not shine on him, the halo of the light still affected his eyes.

The eyes were very uncomfortable when they were illuminated by the halo, but Luo Sheng didn't dare to blink, at this time, even a slight distraction would cause the bullet to miss the target.

Phew!

The moment the flying saucer flew in front of his eyes, Luo Sheng pulled the trigger.

Orange-red muzzle flames flashed from the muzzle, and the rifled bullets spun out of the muzzle, spinning and hitting the flying saucer a few meters away.

The plastic shell of the saucer shattered in an instant, and the red powder inside the saucer spilled out.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

Luo Sheng fired nine shots in succession, shattering all the remaining nine flying saucers.

"Wolf King, ten shots and ten hits, the hit rate is 100%!"

Luo Sheng's extra results in this round of zipline shooting were soon publicized on the electronic display screen.

"What a tough guy!"

Cerberus looked at Luo Sheng, who had unloaded his pistol on the other side of the canyon, and muttered something in a low voice.

In Cerberus's view, among Luo Sheng, the ripper, and the philanthropist, Luo Sheng is the most prone to mistakes and bullets miss the target; Now that Luo Sheng has not made a mistake, the situation has immediately become unfavorable to his side.

"Well done!"

The ripper reached out and high-fived Luo Sheng, then walked towards the starting point.

"Is your wrist okay?"

The philanthropist walked up to Luo Sheng, glanced at Luo Sheng's right wrist, and asked Luo Sheng about the situation.

From just now, the philanthropist noticed that Luo Sheng was rubbing his wrists, and such a long period of rapid fire of a one-handed pistol must have caused a lot of pressure on his wrists.

"It's still holding on."

Although Luo Sheng said it easily, after the round of overplay just now, the pain in his wrist was aggravated, and when he was on the zipline just now, the pistol almost came out of his hand.

At the edge of the canyon, the ripper grabs the zipline and leaves from the starting point and slides forward; The UFO machines on both sides of the canyon also began to fire UFOs into the canyon.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

The first three rounds of the Ripper still maintained their terrifying hit rate, but by the time of the fourth bullet, the Ripper missed the target!

However, the Ripper quickly adjusted, hitting all six remaining flying saucers in the back.

"Ripper, nine out of ten shots, ninety percent hit!"

On the electronic display, the name of the ripper appears, as well as his personal time - 3 seconds.

The ripper's off-target was like a stream of ice water poured on Xu Zilin's head, instantly extinguishing his excitement.

The ripper made a mistake, and the ripper, who had maintained a 100 percent hit rate since the beginning of the zipline shooting training, actually made a mistake at this critical moment!

If it weren't for the fact that they had been together for more than a month and knew what kind of person the ripper was, Xu Zilin would even suspect that the ripper was deliberately "acting".

At this critical juncture, psychological stress combined with physical fatigue is enough to crush a person.

The Ripper was able to quickly adjust after the fourth bullet missed the target, and it was already a good job of hitting all the remaining targets.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made a mistake."

After the ripper returned to the starting point, he immediately apologized to Luo Sheng and Garrett for the mistake he had just made.

"There's nothing 'should' and 'shouldn't.'"

Luo Sheng comforted the ripper, "We are only drawing with the opponent now, and we haven't lost yet." As long as the philanthropists can guarantee the hit rate and advance to the next round of play-offs, we still have a chance. ”

"But your hand ......"

The ripper looked at Luo Sheng's right wrist and stopped talking.

Previously, Luo Sheng's action of rubbing his wrist and relieving the pain did not hide from the eyes of the philanthropist, and naturally he could not hide it from the eyes of the ripper.

"I can hold on, at least I can complete the next round of play-offs, in order to give my wrist a break early, I must win the next round of play-offs."

Luo Sheng cast a look at the philanthropist, "Philanthropist? ”

"Leave it to me."

The philanthropist nodded knowingly and walked towards the HI mercenary who was standing at the starting point and was in charge of checking the weapon.

When the philanthropist grabbed the tightrope on the zipline with his left hand, everyone at the scene, except for the 70 trainees, including Razor and Albert, all set their eyes on the philanthropist.

Because this round of zipline shooting by the philanthropist will directly determine whether the playoff will continue.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

The muzzle of the P226 in the philanthropist's hand flashed with bright muzzle flames, and the bullets drew bright ballistic trajectories, shattering the flying saucers flying out of the UFO machine.

"Philanthropist, ten shots out of ten, 100 percent hits! Round 28 play-offs begin in two minutes! ”

"Ready."

Luo Sheng patted the ripper on the shoulder, took the bullet from the cartridge, and began to load the magazine.

"Mind you, this will be your last play-off."

As soon as Luo Sheng stuffed the loaded magazine into the pistol, Albert walked towards the starting point and announced the rules of the final round of play-offs to Luo Sheng and Cerberus, "The final round of play-offs is limited to the Wolf King and Cerberus, and the two of you have one and only one chance to shoot."

If both teams have the same hit rate, the number of bullets consumed is used as the criterion, and the team with the least bullets consumed wins.

If you even have the same bullet consumption, then both sides will lose their eligibility for the prize pool, do you understand?! ”

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Luo Sheng and Cerberus agreed at the same time.

"What does the Grim Reaper rule mean?"

Xu Zilin was puzzled, "What does it mean that 'both sides have the same hit rate, and the number of bullets consumed is used as the criterion'?" ”