Guarantee people to enter the circle, this is a scene that often appears in the finals and the most helpless picture, but where there is a glimmer of life, no one is willing to give up the desire to survive.

"I'm in the circle alone?" Fei Fei'er's face was full of disbelief.

Staring at the countdown in the lower right corner, Gong Moliang replied categorically, "Yes, and there is no time to explain, if we don't leave, we will give up the victory at our fingertips." Surely you don't want to see such a loss, right? ”

Fei Fei'er, who doesn't have the temperament of a queen, but has a smooth ride all the way, is naturally not happy to have what she gets her hands on being taken away by others.

"What about you?" Fei Fei'er couldn't tell her emotions at the moment, whether she was reluctant, sad, or doubtful that she would waste the glimmer of life that Gong Moliang had sacrificed.

"Somebody has to stay at the end, or to put it another way, which is that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."

At that moment, Feifei'er suddenly felt that behind this boy's hearty smile, there was heaven.

The poison circle began to erode, and the enemies on the opposite side acted as left and right protectors, and the two rifles escorted them, allowing the teammates in the middle to enter the circle in a straight line.

The moment Gong Moliang left the haystack on the far right, a precise bullet roared out of the narrow barrel of the M24 and went straight to the opponent's helmet.

"Oh no, three-tiered head!"

Without a single shot into the soul to take away the opposite side, Gong Moliang cursed in a low voice while pulling out the M14 hanging behind the backpack.

The enemy, who was blown off his helmet and was left with only silver hair, gave up the idea of taking medicine, and since he decided to die generously, he simply fought for his life.

In the process of changing the gun, countless bullets grazed his cheeks and shoulders, whistling past, but the amount of blood directly below was intact.

Touching his nose, Gong Moliang, who felt that the poison circle had done more damage than those two enemies had brought to him, simply stood on the stake and output, and quickly cleared out the red-haired enemy with little residual blood with the strafing of the 4x mirror.

Once again, with a perfect traverse, after a slight adjustment to the trajectory, another burst of strafing fire, taking down the second enemy before the poison ring completely overwhelmed each other.

"Next, it's up to you."

As soon as Gong Moliang's words fell, the poisonous circle that had shrunk to the bottom completely defeated the whole game, as if possessed by the god of war, and won more with less many times, and the standing Gong Moliang was completely defeated. Three seconds to the ground, two seconds to die, without the slightest drag.

The final round was already in front of everyone, and the low ears of rice had just reached the upper of their shoes. The diameter is less than ten meters long, but it is stretched into hopelessness in Fei Fei'er's eyes, and in the face of infinite vastness, he is so small and insignificant.

Fei Fei'er is still feeling sorry for herself, but the enemy on the other side will not be merciful because of this.

A messy burst of gunfire violently pulled Fei Fei'er back to reality from the illusion. When she looked at the enemy facing her again, Fei Fei'er, who was at a loss, suddenly asked, "What should I do?" ”

"What should I do?"

has died, and Gong Moliang, who entered the viewing interface, almost didn't spit out the undigested dinner again. I worked hard, with hard work, a handful of... Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration. In short, Gong Moliang, who had passed five levels and killed six generals all the way, but did not have a kind person to give a red rabbit horse, was full of the words "what to do" at the moment.

The audience in the live broadcast room hates iron even more, people's hearts are flesh and blood, no matter how much they like Feifeier, what Gong Moliang has done along the way can be called conscientious, and even become a nanny. Especially in the end, the only hope of survival was put in the hands of Fei Fei'er, and the title of the best sailor was already a certainty.

"It's over, I feel that the two guns in Feifei'er's hand are more decorative than practical."

"It's not enough to burn the fire stick directly, it's time to hide something."

"It's a little worthless for the great god water friends, this way is either a dozen two, or a dozen three, if it's me, let alone three times, one or two times will be tired to death."

"Are you upstairs sure you can do one-two? Or take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and brag about it. ”

Gong Moliang was also a little big at this time, and the enemy was asking what to do under his nose, which was obviously stunned. It seems that it is also a sin that he is a super bodyguard who has done too well.

Crumpled the food and fed it into his mouth, once he left, he even forgot how to take the chopsticks, and Gong Moliang also seemed at a loss.

However, more than ten seconds passed, and the audience in the live broadcast room discovered an amazing fact.

Fei Fei'er is still alive, not only alive, but also living the same way before.

"On the other side is the grandmaster-level figure of the humanoid stroke master, a shuttle of bullets actually missed, and sure enough, there is no most dish, only more dish."

"A sleepwalk, a stroke, sure enough, when you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent."

"This is the real Destiny Circle, this is the real fateful duel, what is less to win more, what New Year's marksmanship, compared with the two of them, it is simply weak."

Seeing that the player who had high hopes for the other party actually passed on the marksmanship of the previous two, Gong Moliang quickly said, "Feifei'er, don't you have a flashbang, throw it out and blind his eyes." ”

Since Feifei'er has lost her autonomy, Gong Moliang also temporarily made a cameo appearance as a puppet master.

"Flashbang?"

With the command, Fei Fei'er also came back to life from the state of the wooden man.

After the initial consternation, the enemy on the opposite side also began to change the magazine with hindsight, preparing for a disgrace.

Two opponents of equal strength inexplicably began to race against time. One had just raised his gun, and one of the flashbangs had forgotten to pull the bolt.

Gong Moliang never thought that a bloody and exciting combat game, since there is also a day of family.

This time the enemy learned the lesson of the previous one, and the strafing turned into a single shot. After two rounds were still empty, the third shot finally made Fei Fei'er let out a muffled sound.

Just when everyone thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, and Feifei'er was about to "regrettably" lose, the pure white on the screen made the atmosphere full of killing suddenly a lot more peaceful. Except for the "buzzing" sound, which was a bit harsh, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Two blind people are better than one stunned man.

"Feifei, are you listening?"

The flashbang only had a stun time of less than five seconds, and Gong Moliang discovered for the first time that being a "dead man" was sometimes more tiring than a living person.

Fei Fei'er also gradually came back to her senses at this time, she wanted to explain what she had done before, but she was ruthlessly interrupted by Gong Moliang, and it was also the first time that she was rudely interrupted in the whole scene.

"See the gun in your hand, move the mouse over the person opposite, press the right button, don't panic, press it again and again, just like the first time you learned to type on the keyboard. Don't worry, you just treat him like a piece of wood, or whatever is harmless to humans and animals, you just need to know that you have to shoot him whether you win or lose. ”

"Win or lose, you're going to shoot it."

This sentence not only entered Feifei'er's heart, but also flowed into the hearts of tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Listening to the words of the great god, I instantly felt like my mouth was opened. It turns out that it is not terrible to land into a box, but what is terrible is to be a silent box after landing. ”

"Yes, even if we are box spirits, we must be box spirits who can roar. If we have a gun, we will use a gun, and if we don't have a gun, we will use our fists, even if we die more than 30 times in an hour, at least, I have fought, I have tried, and I finally no longer run away without firing a shot! ”

"It is said that it is better to die than to live, labor and management used to be regarded as a wise saying, but now it seems that with a human body, it lives on the body of a pig."

"It's not, it's hiding when it lands, what's the difference between it and those fat pigs waiting to be fed."

Fei Fei'er glanced at another computer screen with a barrage open, looking at the sobering shouts of the audience in the live broadcast room, she suddenly felt that the rifle in her hand was no longer weighing a thousand pounds, and it turned out that as long as she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, she could still lift it.

"I see."

The voice was still crisp, but it was out of the initial immaturity, and Gong Mo smiled with satisfaction.

After the pure white, there was a slaughter.

The enemy's fierceness is still the same, but Feifei'er is no longer what it used to be.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The first shot of both of them was a bit of a warning, as if in the old alley, two tired naughty children decided to throw stones at each other.

After throwing stones and asking for directions, it is the real sword and sword.

Fei Fei'er was hit by the next two shots, and the enemy was no better, and everyone's remaining blood was half a catty to eight taels.

"How can I have a kind of hot weapon to play with a cold weapon duel."

"Brother, you're not alone. This is one shot by you, one shot by me, whether it is a rifle or the red tassel gun of our ancestors. ”

"To be able to struggle forward in the Fish Pond Bureau is really difficult for our great god water friends. If it weren't for Fei Fei'er, if she was replaced by a passer-by she didn't know, I am afraid that she would be angry to death, or laughed to death by the other party's god-like operation. ”

At this time, Gong Moliang was angry or smiling, but once again raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yijie coldly.

The silent mouth shape clearly says, "Technical anchor? ”

Song Yijie dodged again and again, but still did not escape Gong Moliang's gaze.

He stretched out a finger in humiliation, but Gong Moliang shook his head and refused.

Two roots, Gong Moliang was silent.

Three! Gong Moliang finally turned his head.

"Grandma's, send out breakfast for three weeks for no reason, who am I going to provoke."

Fei Fei'er and the other side just shot you and I shot, if it weren't for the limited amount of blood, everyone felt that this would be an epic battle. Epic here does not refer to the battle itself, but to the superficial meaning of the word epic.

"Bang" "Bang"

There are times when lullabies are exhausted, like naughty children being called home for dinner, and such a protracted war has finally come to an end.

Winner, stand proudly!