Chapter Seventy-Five: Eating Chicken at Night
"Could it be..." Han Ji had an idea in his mind, that is, there were no three people here at all now, as long as...
Han Ji silently replaced the SCAR-L magazine with a new one, and threw away the magazine that had just been shot.
Then, he pestled SCAR-L directly to the ground, raised his left hand, and aimed the muzzle of his left pistol at the person in front of Han Ji's right.
After the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, Ran Wenfeng knew what was going on, "Han Ji? What are you going to do? ”
At the first time, Ran Wenfeng didn't believe that Han Ji would do such a thing, but then he laughed at himself, "Haha, did I look away?" I didn't expect Lao Han's son to do such a thing. ”
"Shut up!" Han Ji used the pistol to resist it again, "You are not qualified to say that I still have my dad, my dad's death is all because of your fault!" ”
"Is it my fault that Old Han died? Maybe, but you definitely don't know what he said before he died, he said, 'Help me take care of Han Ji, and if you can, let him get out of this path'" Ran Wenfeng did not follow Han Ji's thoughts, closed his mouth, but continued.
"Shut up and hear no! I don't want to listen to your nonsense here! Han Ji was a little annoyed and angry, if it weren't for the sake of living, he would definitely continue to endure it, but now that his life is threatened, he must make a choice for himself.
Suddenly, Ran Wenfeng endured the pain in his body, turned around and grabbed the pistol, "Come on!" Fighting here, it can be regarded as my Ran Wenfeng, and Lao Han will be killed. If you can survive! ”
"That's what you said ... Don't blame me! Han Ji's hands kept shaking, although he said so, but his body honestly reflected his true reaction.
Subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and let him shoot at other people, he could have no scruples, but... Ran Wenfeng, he has complex emotions in his heart.
Hate... Esteemed... Even the longing for Ran Wenfeng...
Slowly move your fingers, close your eyes, and pull the trigger... Bang...
Han Ji used a P18-C headshot to kill Ran Wenfeng, and the remaining number was 2. . .
Closed his eyes, two lines of tears fell, but the system's prompts were ruthless, there were still two people, Han Ji's idea was wrong, after Ran Wenfeng's death, this battle was still not over.
Chu Que didn't have the time to listen to their scene, which seemed to be a blockbuster-like emotional plot, continued to develop, and after seeing the prompt, he immediately supported his body from under the corpse.
The blood covered in his body was like a Shura from hell, and the slowly dripping drops of blood condensed into a line of blood.
Raising the UMP9 in his hand, he didn't need to aim at all, and he pulled the trigger on Han Ji.
The moment Han Ji heard the gunshot, he opened his eyes, he didn't expect such a result at all, just now it was clear that it was a dead person who had been confirmed over there, and he felt that no one could be shot silently.
His idea was indeed right, but that shot didn't hit Chu Que's body at all, and was directly blocked by the body armor.
In most cases, the first and second level body armor is nothing more than shrenchable, which protects against stray bullets fired from a particularly long distance. The same is true for helmets, only at the level of the third level there is a qualitative change, although the sniper rifle is still a headshot, but it can directly resist a nine-millimeter bullet of about 10 meters face-to-face.
If you're lucky, some 5.56 and 7.62 ammo can also be prevented, but the impact of the bullet is enough to cause internal injuries.
Chu Que used UMP9 to kill Han Ji, and the remaining number was 1 person...
"Good luck, eat chicken at night!" Suddenly, the synthesis sound of the system sounded in Chu Que's ears, which startled Chu Que, and he looked around nervously thinking that something had happened.
As a result, I saw that in the position prompted by the system, there was a line of words that the system said just now, 'Dajidali eats chicken at night' Chu Que didn't understand what this sentence meant, but at least he was sure that it was a congratulatory message.
At the moment when the system prompted, the electric curtain around it flickered twice and disappeared.
Chu Que sat on the highway, and there were several corpses around him, which made him feel a little unreal.
Victory without any sense of joy at all, although he knows that he will not really die before his life is exhausted, but with 99 people's one-year lifespan, which adds up to 99 years, in exchange for not dying once, no matter how you think about it, it feels extremely cruel.
Take off the equipment on your body one by one, the auspicious clothes can no longer be seen in their original appearance, the blood stained on them has already coagulated into lumps, sticky and full of blood.
When he took off his helmet and lay on the ground, this thing was a piece of armor that made him feel particularly secure, and at least he might not be killed by a single hit.
As soon as I took off my backpack, the next thing was the biggest hero of this victory, body armor.
After taking it off, you can see that the fabric has been torn where it was hit before, revealing a deep dent in the steel plate inside.
The deformed warhead had slipped off when it got up, and now I can't find it.
"Well, how many battles will you have to go through after that?" Chu Que sat on the ground, without the burden of equipment, and felt that his body was much lighter, but his mood was a little heavy.
The smell of blood around him continued to hit his nose, and the sound of blood flowing was like a stream, gurgling, which was really called a river of blood.
"I don't want to think so much, at least now I'm alive, and they're all dead, I'm the winner, so I should show some victor expression." Chu Que propped up his cheeks with the index fingers of both hands, and the smile he squeezed out was so weird, not to mention the blood on his hands and face.
If any children see this scene, they are afraid that they will be scared alive and will never dare to watch horror movies again.
"That's right... After winning, how do you go back? Chu Que suddenly thought of a very serious problem, he went back directly to resurrect when he died before, but now he may not have committed suicide and went back.
At this moment, Chu Que heard the sound of a helicopter in the sky, coming towards him from a distance.
"Airplanes? Now that it's over, it shouldn't be an airdrop. Chu Que looked up at the sky, but he was obscured by the fog and couldn't see anything.
The helicopter got closer and closer, until it circled above Chu Que's head, and then a loud sound was heard, and a soft ladder was thrown down from the helicopter, almost hitting Chu Que's head.
"Do you want to climb up?" Looking up the ladder in front of you, this is the only option now.