Through the conversations of the players on the World Radio Channel, Qi Lin basically figured out the current situation.

This should be near the capital of Zhejiang Province in pre-war China, because it is located in an economically developed area, so the density of attacks is also particularly high, and the current landform of Zhejiang Province is almost no different from the desert Gobi Desert in the northwest.

The nearest ruins of the city were twenty kilometers southwest of the road, however, within a five-kilometer radius centered on the gas station, there were at least three other squads, either for a bounty or something else, that were approaching in their direction, excluding the guys who were firing rockets at them outside.

It was like being wounded in the sea, and countless sharks with sharp teeth chased after them with the smell of blood that spread across the air.

Taking advantage of the current calm, Qi Lin checked the weapons he could use again: an AK47, 7.62mm bullets and 79 rounds, one that had just been used to burn the wound and disinfect it, a three-edged military thorn with a blood groove, and an M67 fragmentation grenade produced by Lao Mei.

As for the 98k that ran out of bullets, it was blown into slag along with the off-road vehicle.

Qi Lin regretted a little that he didn't remove the optical sight on it, otherwise he could barely use it as a quadruple telescope at this time.

The equipment of Los Angeles is so abundant that it can almost be described as luxurious, and these people who want to "encircle and suppress" themselves are probably not far behind.

The person who fired the rocket outside still didn't show his head, but Qi Lin didn't dare to leave the cover range of the convenience store at all, the other party estimated that it was an RPG that was exchanged at a great price, since it failed to kill with one hit, then it is estimated that there will not be too many remaining means, after all, it has only been less than three hours.

"I should be planning to keep an eye on me, and then wait for more people to get together and ...... together" Qi Lin clearly knew the other party's strategy in his heart, but he couldn't act rashly, in the convenience store, he could still rely on buildings and counters, shelves, wall pillars and other bunkers to maneuver around with the enemy, once he was in the open wilderness, he was not sure if he could avoid the next attack from the enemy in the shadows in advance.

……

Time passed minute by minute, and Qi Lin's injuries basically recovered to the point where they did not affect his movements much, which was the only good news.

The bad news is that there are now at least five or more guys gathered outside the gas station who want to send themselves back to life.

Ten minutes ago, there was a stunned young man who had just arrived at the gas station, and he stupidly carried the micro chong while sweeping into the convenience store, and before the bullets were exhausted, he was put down by Qi Lin who was hiding in the corner, and since then, the people outside have also learned to be obedient, except for putting a few cold guns into the store to brush their sense of existence, there is no longer a similar suicidal charge.

Qi Lin knew that the other party was either waiting for his own cannon fodder to arrive, or he was waiting for his teammates with heavy weapons.

The so-called cannon fodder is those residents of the middle district who are attached to the life of the rich area, they are the servants and hired workers of the rich in reality, and in the game they are the meat shields to block bullets for their masters.

As for heavy weapons, an RPG like the one just now, it doesn't take much, two more shots are enough to completely collapse this gas station convenience store, and even if Qi Lin is not buried alive to death, he will definitely not be able to fight back.

"It seems that this is the only way to go......" Qi Lin gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly thought of a plan......

……

Two hours have passed, and two off-road vehicles have been parked on the periphery of the gas station, and more than a dozen people have gathered in twos and threes near the cars.

The attire of these people is clearly divided into two types, one is leather armor, windbreaker, armed with firearms, and well-equipped, and some are dressed in similar clothes as Qi Lin, but with leather blocks sewn on their wrists and elbows, and most of their weapons are mainly cold weapons such as fire axes and machetes.

"Brother Leng, you are the first to come, what do you think is going to do?" A young master with black sunglasses, who looked cool to death, but even had a particularly awkward posture with a gun, spoke.

The cold brother in his mouth is naturally the nail gun man who ganged up with the RPG man at the beginning, and his ID in the game is "cold-blooded".

Cold-blooded touched his nose, looked around at the appearance of a few people, and naturally knew in his heart how much combat power the young master and young lady who lived a life of drinking and drinking every day after entering the shelter, but he still said: "That 9527 may be a veteran, the combat effectiveness is not low, let the subordinates go up to consume his bullets first, and when he runs out of bullets, we will go up again, and after entering, he will directly sweep seven or eight guns over, he will not live even if he is a god!" ”

The little young master originally wanted to be the first to kill himself, so as to increase his face, but when he heard that the other party might be a veteran, he still retreated in his heart, he didn't care about the points consumed to buy a resurrection opportunity from Zhi Brain, but he didn't want to try the severe pain of being hit by a bullet.

"Good idea, you guys, press me over, don't go back! Otherwise, all the resource points for this month will be confiscated! The little young master immediately said to those players with some cold weapons, and at the same time, several other people also gave similar orders to their subordinates.

Forced to make a living, even if those players in the middle zone didn't want to come to die, they had to trot towards the gas station, and could only pray in their hearts that the other party was aiming at other targets.

Their master can afford to buy an additional chance to resurrect 10,000 resource points, and these residents of the middle district, who earn only one or two hundred resource points a month, can't afford it, and if they run out three times, they will really be banished to the ground by the mastermind.

However, until the last intermediate player rushed into the gas station, the gunshots did not go out, as if Qi Lin had completely given up resistance.

"Young Master! There is no one in the convenience store! One player shouted at the group of wealthy players waiting outside.

"No one? Impossible, it must be hiding, search! Cold-blooded immediately ordered, and at the same time, with a stomach full of doubts, he approached the gas station with the players.

That 9527 must have nowhere to run, this gas station is surrounded by open space, unless he can get underground, but there is no tunnel under the gas station, only oil storage tanks......

…… Oil tank!

An extremely bad thought suddenly rose in the cold-blooded heart!

At this moment, Qi Lin, who was squatting in the bathroom of the convenience store, was wrapped in several layers of silver fireproof membrane, and in his hand was a thin wire that had been half-cut off, and he counted down silently in his mouth: "Three, two, one......"

Cold-blooded guessed Qi Lin's plan almost in a second, and immediately shouted, "Run!!! ”

However, before the word "run" came out of his throat, he felt the air around him suddenly twist, and the hairs on his exposed skin were burned by the heat almost instantly, the ground under his feet was raised and exploded, and the bright red fire dragon rushed out of the ground......

After that, he heard a loud bang in his ears, and the whole world spun around—