No one shall be proud, but he shall not be without pride.

Gong Moliang will not deliberately separate a person from others, but he will not mind competing with a master on the same stage.

This Shu Xin's temper does stink a little, just like a stone in a pit, but Gong Moliang does not deny its strength.

Judging from the few operations just now, Shu Xin's ability is different from Xiong Shaohai, and he doesn't like grappling, but is better at frontal hand-to-hand combat, which is what players collectively call assaulters.

Since he had a competitive mind, Gong Moliang also withdrew his gaze and consciously stayed away from the area where Shu Xin was located.

Although he took the heads of the enemy one after another, Gong Moliang roughly checked the boxes of these people, except for a handful of S1897 in his hand, which still had a little effect, the rest were even more shabby than himself.

In the room on the third floor, a green first-class helmet was looted, and Gong Moliang took the Uzi with the rapid expansion and slowly touched it downstairs.

Unexpectedly, before I had walked a few steps, I met the duo who rushed up with their heads at the corner of the stairwell.

Needless to say, the narrow passage is a blessed place where short weapons such as submachine guns shine.

Gong Moliang didn't even have any interest in aiming at the machine, and directly aimed the crosshair on the screen at the position above the neck, which was a burst of waist shot.

When it comes to which weapon in PUBG everyone wants when they land, Uzi is the only one, if not the first. Its powerful rate of fire allows it to empty all magazines in just one second, and the unsatisfactory bullet damage is perfectly defused due to the naked honesty of almost everyone on the ground.

The 35-round Uzi was like an unsheathed dragon in Gong Moliang's hands, and all the bullet points basically fell on the heads of the two people, straight like a dazzling sword, stabbing straight away.

When the cartridge capacity turned red, and when Gong Moliang lifted the shotgun in his hand, the two living big men instantly turned into two small wooden boxes.

"It's actually two fish that slipped through the net." Gong Moliang, who thought he was going to replenish the gun, didn't expect that he would extinguish the last fire of this team.

said perfunctorily, 'Amitabha, sin and sin', Gong Moliang hoped that the more such sins, the better.

If the debt is not overwhelming, how can the seed of sin not blossom into a splendid flower? After all, this is a world where one person eats people, and the weak eat the strong.

killed several people on this side, Shu Xin on the other side was not idle, the nickname in the upper right corner just disappeared, and it was soon renewed, and this continuation was the price of three unlucky eggs as a background.

As a result, the three people, including Xiong Shaohai, swept away the entire school like a storm, and their handprints were always pressed on the boxes that could be seen almost everywhere. For a moment, the smoke of gunpowder shrouded the already dilapidated school.

If you step on the clouds and look down at the school, the main school building is divided into two, and the swimming pool in the lower left corner is a total of three buildings.

Xiong Shaohai and Liao Xiaotian were in the swimming pool, and a total of a team of people had fallen here, and they had been slaughtered by the two of them with each other. Although Xiong Shaohai had the greatest credit and the most damage, he was able to come out unscathed, and Liao Xiaotian's centering also played a certain role.

The ruler is long, the inch is short, a clock can be rotated day and night, and if any part is missing, it will be short of seconds.

The left half of the teaching building is the field divided by Gong Moliang, including the few people killed on the roof of the building, which is exactly the number of one and a half teams.

On the right is Shu Xin, although Gong Moliang didn't say it explicitly, he also noticed the secret fight. Although I think Gong Moliang's dismount is a bit naïve and ridiculous, as a group of people who are also top-notch in this game, open and secret fighting is an eternal theme.

If you don't want to fall behind, you can only go forward with a knife. Since you can't be indifferent, then kill, kill him and bleed like a river.

When the game becomes a play-and-beat game, everything becomes a lot easier.

There are three floors above and below the teaching building, which naturally distinguishes the levels. Gong Moliang had already walked all the way to the first floor, and Shu Xin's luck was a little less than ideal, and in the middle of the second floor, he encountered stubborn resistance.

The windows extending in all directions allowed Shu Xin, who was collecting supplies, to be shot black by Lao Yinbi, who had been lurking in the room opposite, but fortunately, the person's patience was enough, but the marksmanship obviously needed to be improved.

One shot in the neck, one in the arm, seeing the red blood volume did not make Shu Xin panic, but after determining the position of the other party for the first time, he squatted down and hid behind the wall on the left.

After a cursory search, Shu Xin's guns were able to cope with short- and medium-distance combat, a UMP equipped with red dots and a fully equipped S686. But medicine is an urgent necessity at the moment, ten bandages, a bottle of drink, and that's all he has.

For the sake of safety, Shu Xin didn't get up immediately to fight back, different from the previous "don't coax or do it", this small change has a miraculous effect. When bandaging himself in the corner, Shu Xin saw the barrel of the gun coming out of the wall next door to the opposite room.

This kind of small bug made Shu Xin cry out for luck at the same time, but also temporarily extinguished a fire in his heart.

Once he returned to his own tone, Shu Xin was no longer eager for quick success, but kept thinking about the best way to play and how to minimize the danger.

The known danger is the two people on the front and on the left and the right, and those imps hidden deep in the shadows are the most headaches.

"Don't wonder if there's anyone behind this door." This is the most commonly heard sentence in the Asian service, the paradise of "Old Yinbi", and this title is not a false name of the waves. Not to mention a door, the grass that will reach your knees will become your grave grass if you are not careful.

Buddha often says that a flower is a world, for Voldemort in the Asian costume, as long as the "Z" key on the keyboard is not deducted, anywhere can be shown to you.

The quiet school is obviously not in line with common sense, which means that the time for landing steel guns has passed. Now is the evolution of a gunfight game to a horror survival game, and the famous haunted house of my aunt's country is similar to the current situation.

After the blood volume recovered to two-thirds, Shu Xin, who was not good at waiting, began his own adventure plan.

A smoke. The fog bomb was still under his feet, and Shu Xin slowly withdrew from his room.

In addition to blocking the line of sight, smoke. The sound of the fog bomb also muffled Shu Xin's footsteps. Out of the door, Shu Xin chose to walk to the right without hesitation, as long as he passed through the corridor on the right, he could directly reach the room of the two opposite.

Shu Xin's style of play is so direct and rude, 'Instead of worrying about the sneak attackers that can be seen everywhere, it is better to kill the enemies in the open place first, anyway, it is a matter of priority, and it is the same to kill anyone. ’

Perhaps the rooms in the building are the same size, and there is no particularly obvious distinction, so that Shu Xin forgot where the dividing line between the left and right was. And the two houses opposite happen to be the left half of the building where Gong Moliang is located.

Gong Moliang, who was rummaging through the cabinets on the first floor, quickly locked the general direction after hearing the movement of the fish that slipped through the net upstairs.

After a quick search of less than a few minutes, Gong Moliang's secondary weapon has not changed, and the fast-expanding Uzi has been added, but the main weapon is already the M416 with a missing gun head and no other missing.

Because this is a tough battle in the building, it is basically a matter of separating the winner from the face, and the power of the M416 may be higher than that of the Uzi, but the rate of fire is far behind.

Continuing to hold the submachine gun in his hand, Gong Moliang came to the familiar staircase and stepped on the stairs he had just stepped on.

At this time, Gong Moliang and Shu Xin, just one left and one right, were eyeing the two rooms, forming an unexpected encirclement.

At first, the two didn't notice it, but when Gong Moliang walked through the last step and Shu Xin happened to go around the corner, the two came to eye to eye. The movements were surprisingly consistent, one subconsciously crouched down and raised the gun, and the other retracted back into the corner.

It wasn't until they confirmed that there was no mistake with the cursor on their heads that the danger alarm of the two was lifted, but they each scolded each other in their hearts. There is no reflection at all, and the consequence of this is a lack of communication, and the voice is used as an ornament.

It was at this time that Gong Moliang thought that there was a microphone on his lips, and both sides were also in the voice channel.

"You're left, I'm right?" Gong Moliang was the first to ask.

"Whatever you want." Shu Xin's answer was still dry.

Originally, I was still a little annoyed, but when I thought of the scene when I first met Xiong Shaohai, it seemed that it was not much better than this. It is said that things gather by like, and people are grouped, thinking about it like this, Gong Moliang also eased his mentality.

In fact, simple games, and even competitions, there are few useful exchanges, nothing more than some on-the-spot arrangements, tactical command and reconnaissance reports, and the rest are just some nonsense. But it is these seemingly meaningless and worthless nonsense that can truly reflect whether a team is united and whether it has the possibility of creating miracles.

At present, the communication between Gong Moliang and Shu Xin is limited to technical and tactical communication between each other, and there are no plans to talk in depth.

The situation on the battlefield will not change overnight, but will change rapidly. In Gong Moliang and Shu Xin's expectations, these two enemies would be blocked in the room, with their butts facing outward, waiting for their luck, but the actual situation was.

"Ran away?!"

Gong Moliang and Shu Xin walked to the door and took a look, where was there still anyone, only two empty rooms remained.

Thinking that this was only the second floor, and jumping down was basically harmless, Gong Moliang and Shu Xin thought of a possibility at the same time.

"Xiaohai be careful!"

"There are enemies in Shaohai!"

Xiong Shaohai and Liao Xiaotian were about to join Gong Moliang and them, but when they heard the warning, they had no time to hide back into cover, and could only have an unprepared white-knuckle battle with the enemy who collided with them.

However, what surprised them was that the people who exchanged fire with them were not two, but four of them in a whole formation!

When Shu Xin learned about this situation, he couldn't help but sweat for himself just now. It seems that his momentary "weakness" really saved his life, and God knows if the two people who came after him were just squatting at his door, waiting for themselves to fall into the net.

Gong Moliang had already set off to rush to Xiong Shaohai's side, looking at Shu Xin standing still as if he was in a daze, and shouted, "Why are you stunned, save people!" ”

Restraining his mind, Shu Xin This is the first time that the audience has obeyed Gong Moliang's arrangement.