Fei Fei'er, who grinned and squeezed the mouse and swept around, was very imposing, and the shelf also looked good. However, the actual resulting output is not only limited, but also negative.

Seeing the original black second-level armor on his body disappear without a trace, Song Yijie, who was full of resentment, smashed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach, who let himself have a ghost in his heart.

Even without the firepower of Feifei'er, Gong Moliang and Song Yijie alone still quickly swept up the car. But when you ask each other, there is no increase in the number of heads.

"Be careful, the other party is about to start fighting back."

As soon as Gong Moliang's words fell, figures appeared from both ends of the burning car wreckage, one left and one right.

Fei Fei'er and Song Yijie had just squatted down under Gong Moliang's reminder, and the sound of bullets cutting through the air sounded above their heads.

"It's a lot of firepower." Gong Moliang is a person who is crazy, the more difficult the enemy, the more vigorous his hormones will be secreted.

Putting the meritorious M416 back behind the backpack and hanging it, and then holding the bloodied, already hungry and thirsty SKS, Gong Moliang squatted on the outermost side of the three, looking for an opportunity to shoot him.

The level of the four people on the opposite side was obviously more than one level higher than the enemy they encountered in front of them. Except for the initial pilot who misjudged the landing location of the grenade, other actions, even if Gong Moliang were asked to pick them, would only be a bone in the egg.

"Take turns shooting?" Gong Moliang, who had been suppressed by the firepower and couldn't move in place, said slowly.

Don't look at the three people on my side, Feifei'er is already lucky to be able to protect herself. finally asked Song Yijie, who was afraid of games, was originally only half of his combat power, but he was swept away all his armor by Fei Fei'er's whim.

In this way, the number of people on Gong Moliang's side is infinitely magnified.

"It's not an option." Gong Moliang, who has always been a cat and mouse, actually had the feeling of being powerless for the first time.

At this time, there is only one way to save the decline, and that is to throw throws throws at the opposite position. But Gong Moliang had already stuffed all the props that could be thrown to Song Yijie before, and Fei Fei'er only cared about running away, and it was a fluke to be able to find two guns.

Just when Gong Moliang was at a loss, the opposite party actually chose to change his move first.

Still taking turns to suppress the same, but one of them, under the cover of his teammates, quietly moved sideways to the right.

Gong Moliang followed the other party's train of thought, put his eyes on his left hand, and what came into his eyes were the two cars that had been swinging their own oolongs before.

"I see." Gong Moliang has roughly restored the other party's strategy, and it seems that he wants to make a quick decision, "It's really underestimated." ”

If the other party has always adhered to the style of shooting in turns, lest Gong Moliang, who has a long night and a lot of dreams, really have the urge to fight to the death. But as soon as the other party moved, Gong Moliang immediately chose to plan the plan.

As the enemy slowly moved, Gong Moliang seemed to be naughty, and as soon as the other party showed his head and shot, he immediately retracted.

After repeating this four or five times, a realistic version of the wolf came, causing the three people on the opposite side to relax their vigilance. By the time Gong Moliang continued to stretch and contract, the frequency of bullets flying over was obviously much more perfunctory.

This also proves that the opposite side has absolute confidence, as long as the teammates can smoothly walk to the position of the two cars in the center of the bridge, they will be completely sure that they will wipe out the entire team of Gong Moliang.

When the other party saw that he didn't respond for a long time, Gong Moliang's face showed a familiar smile.

Whenever this smile appears, it must be irrigated with blood.

Gong Moliang, who continued to shrink behind the cover, waited patiently for a long time, until the tactical detour of the enemy walked between the burning wreckage of the car and the two abandoned cars, and Gong Moliang looked up again.

Only this time, Gong Moliang not only leaned out his entire body, but also had an extra handful of SKS in his hand that had been held for a long time.

Opening the quadruple mirror, which had long been mounted on the gun, the SKS, equipped with a vertical grip, hit the enemy's helmet with the first shot.

Gong Moliang's grasp of timing has been honed in thousands of games. The enemy, who happened to be between the two places, soon found himself in a position where he was not embarrassed or embarrassed.

It is said that further is heaven, and one step back is hell, but these two roads are the same distance for him.

The enemy, who hesitated for a few seconds, stayed in the real world. As Gong Moliang's gunfire rang out, his helmet was shattered, so he could only choose reality even more helplessly.

"Beautiful!" Song Yijie, who could only be beaten and couldn't fight back, almost suffocated his internal injuries, he had the intention to kill the thief, and he had no power to return to the sky, and the moment he beheaded after seeing Gong Moliang's sword unsheathed, he immediately vented the grievances that had accumulated in his chest for a long time.

"Don't show mercy to your subordinates, these grandsons have let grandpa endure it for a long time, if it weren't for the loss of the second-level armor on grandpa's body, they would have been beaten so hard that they couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and it would be their turn to be rampant here!"

Without Song Yijie's support, the more angry Gong Moliang was, the calmer he became, without any interference from the outside world. Whether it's cynicism or cheering.

The other three on the opposite side made surprisingly consistent actions at the moment when their teammates fell to the ground, jumping out of cover and shooting back desperately.

Looking at their unanimous momentum, even Gong Moliang, who had no distractions once he entered the state, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is this the charm of team competition?"

Although the opposite move is so rough that it is a little ridiculous, with a little brain, you can use two people to set up a gun and one person to throw a cigarette. Fog bomb to rescue teammates. Even if this head is given to Gong Moliang, it will be forgotten, just take advantage of the gap between Gong Moliang's greed for the head, and join forces to defeat Gong Moliang, as long as Gong Moliang, who is the pillar, falls, the remaining two are meat on the felt board.

But it was this hopelessly stupid scramble that made Gong Moliang feel for the first time that compared to the cold numbers of those sesame seeds blooming, it turned out that this game could also feel the existence of temperature, and even close at hand, right next to him.

"Yijie."

Song Yijie, who was still chattering and seemed to think that words could also be used as bullets to shoot into the enemy's chest, looked at Gong Moliang curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"Do you remember that question you asked me not long ago?"

Song Yijie was a little puzzled, "When is this, you still have the time to go through old accounts, besides, you say that I am 100,000 why, where can I know the questions I asked you." ”

"You say, if you were killed, I would not avenge you."

Hearing Gong Moliang say this, Song Yijie also had an impression, "Well, I seem to have asked such a question, but it's not..."

"No, it won't."

"Yes. Kindness? Kindness! Three nasal voices, Song Yijie looked at Gong Moliang, stunned for a while.

was about to scold words such as wolf-hearted dog-lungs, superficial brothers, etc., only to hear Gong Moliang say again.

"Because before that, he was already a corpse, and he fell in front of you."

Listening to this passage is both arrogant and fraternal; was both bland and deafening, and Song Yijie unconsciously lowered his tone.

laughed and scolded, "Are you sick, don't use a good opportunity to cherish it, what kind of love do you have with me here." Could it be that you kid is as good as Longyang? ”

Looking at Song Yijie, who was pretending, Gong Moliang gradually calmed down, "I figured it out." ”

Xueba, what you learn is not only the knowledge in the textbook, but also the article, and the person and the person itself is a university question with endless learning.

As one of the best, Song Yijie didn't think much about it, and he already knew what Gong Moliang had figured out.

"What about your parents?"

Gong Moliang was single-minded, and while using the SKS in his hand to ignite the enemy's head, he said, "God knows, you know and I know, how can they know." ”

Song Yijie nodded, and the first trouble was passed so-so, "What if you have to face the camera one day?" ”

After taking a deep breath and clicking off the second person's head by the way, Gong Moliang spit out heavily, "Masked." ”

"Masked?" Song Yijie was surprised, as if he couldn't believe that Gong Moliang, who had always done his own thing and was free and easy, also had his neck stuck in the sand and planned to be an ostrich on this day.

"Lie to you, since I was seven years old, I have been determined to become a man who stands up to the sky, this kind of vain thing, even if I go home and my father strips off my clothes, hangs up and smokes, I have to be an upright person and do things in a fair and upright way."

"Everybody can say that, so what? If you really want to show your face once, go home and get a beating, then I'm afraid that when the time comes, your little white face that makes people angry when you look at it will no longer be able to harm the delicate flowers. ”

Gong Moliang knew how similar-sex attracted and repelled by his father's and mother's face, so he didn't bother with Song Yijie, but turned back to the topic, "It's just an anchor, and I don't have to show up, I see so many anchors on the entire platform, and not everyone has a camera." ”

Song Yijie was not satisfied with avoiding the important and trivial, "What if you meet the day when you have to be on camera?" There is no excuse for this, what should you do? ”

Gong Moliang's smile gradually stiffened, he knew that if he really showed his strength, as far as the anchors he had watched were concerned, it would only be a matter of gritting his teeth.

"Money, honor them all the money I can earn."

Song Yijie became more and more impersonal, and his tone of voice seemed to be a stranger in his life, or even a hostile enemy, "First of all, there is no equal sign between filial piety and money, it is a matter between a mother-in-law and a son-in-law." Secondly, do you think money can really buy understanding and buy their identification with you, PUBG, and esports as a whole? ”

Looking at the speechless Gong Moliang, Song Yijie said cruelly, "No." ”

Gong Moliang opened his mouth, wanting to say a lot of things, wanting to refute vigorously and reprimand loudly, but in the end, he was still deflated and powerless, and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

"It's simple." Song Yijie's laughter is the laugh of the poor dagger, and it is also the laugh of Jiang Taigong's fishing, and he worked hard for most of the scene, first from throwing bricks and attracting jade, and then entering the best place, but he didn't expect that the process of thinking that it would take a lot of effort was inexplicably omitted.

Although this kind of simplification is very unrealistic, Xueba has always only focused on results and does not care about the process.

The so-called borrowing force is used to solve problems and use it on people, which is the same thing.

Looking at Gong Moliang, who was concentrating, Song Yijie said slowly, "As long as you make achievements, make a name for yourself, and play a great honor, can't you still stop your parents' mouths?" Even if they stick to the end, the envy of the people around them, the sentence "other people's children", what are you afraid of? ”

Gradually, he explored Song Yijie's intentions, and the more he tasted it, the more it looked like an old wine, the kind of wine that left a fragrant lip and tooth, which made Gong Moliang's cheeks ruddy and his starry eyes bloom with dazzling brilliance.

"Then where does this earth-shattering honor come from?"

After brewing for a long time, Song Yijie, who finally ushered in a bumper harvest, said unhurriedly.

"Win glory for the country."