Chapter 147: A Small Town in the West

"If it's matched, who will it be?" Chu Que watched the words on the screen change constantly.

"Map: Western Town: 2v2 Restrictions: Limited to the use of sniper rifles, pistolsTime: The rest of the rules default in the evening" rules and the like, all of which are displayed, followed by a five-minute countdown, and if you don't participate in the five minutes, you will automatically admit defeat.

The default time of the game is 2 hours, if it is tied, then it is very simple, no one will get the bet, that is, like they are now 400 gold coins, all of them are lost, mainly to let the two sides decide the winner.

"The western town in the evening, it feels quite picturesque, it should be a good place." Chu Que was thinking, the western towns, there is a small word, the map should not be too big, two hours is enough to solve.

"But you see no, limited to the use of sniper rifles and pistols. As for the pistol, I think there will be more revolvers, after all, in western cowboy movies, not all of them are wearing cowboy outfits, with a revolver inserted in the holster, and then they are taken out in an instant, and the enemy is all eliminated with a few shots. Junyu learned the movements in the movie as he spoke, first pretending to hold his hat with his hands, then placing his palms next to his thighs, and his fingers contracted a few times.

Then he quickly raised it, stroked a pistol posture, and fired a few shots at Chu Que.

Chu Que shook his head helplessly, and then "Ah~ah~ah~" pretended that he had been shot, and his body swung back and forth a few times, but it was more fake.

"The entrance is here." Yu Chi Junyu also put his finger in front of his mouth and blew it, then pointed to the passage in front of him, and asked Chu Que to follow him.

"What's the room next to here? Spectators? "Along the way, as in the previous one watching the game on the second floor, there are rooms in the passage.

"That's right, these are private rooms, and it costs 1,000 gold coins to watch a game, so local tyrants can afford it." Chen Mo, who was somewhere, said that he was not short of this little money.

Finally, we came to the end of the passage, where there were three doors. On the middle of the door, the names of Yu Chi Junyu and Chu Que were written, and the name on the door on the right had just been entered, and the names on it disappeared.

Push the door directly in, and the two came to the meeting room, which is similar to the living room that came out of the game before, that is, there is an extra TV set in front of it, and the countdown to the start of the game is written on it, and the time is still 2 minutes.

"Sniper rifles and pistols, I wonder if I'm going to bring two pistols, and then you can use a sniper rifle." Chu Que is not particularly at ease with his sniper rifle, and the best strategy now is to find the supplies, and the two of them will occupy the commanding heights.

Junyu searched for enemy tracks from the vantage point, while Gao Long stood guard on the stairs or passages leading to the vantage point to prevent anyone from entering from behind.

"If you bring it, it's no problem to even bring three or four, one is out of bullets, just pick it up and change to a second one." Chu Que thinks that Junyu doesn't have a collecting habit, whether it is useful or not, he likes to bring things with him, and he says, 'Maybe when it will be useful', but basically in the end, it has been proved that it is useless.

The two minutes passed quickly, and although the two of them discussed for a long time, they actually had to enter before they could make a decision on the next step.

With 30 seconds left in the timer, a wooden door appeared at the door, so I guess I could go out from here.

The two glanced at each other and nodded to each other, and then Junyu stretched out his fist, Chu Que was stunned, and also followed his example and stretched out his fist, Junyu touched it and went out first, "What is this?" 'Flamming fists'? 'Banging fists'? It seems to mean cheering encouragement. ”

Talking to himself, he also went out, and waited for five seconds, about five seconds, in the void full of electronic data, where he couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and was so dazzled that he could only close his eyes.

Feeling the entity under his feet, he slowly opened his eyes to prevent being stimulated by the bright light.

Chu Que did not appear beside Junyu, and the communication of teammates was also locked by the system, trying to communicate, the system gave feedback, "Please communicate after 4 minutes and 57 seconds." ”

Since there is no communication, there should always be a map. Open the map, the map does have, but except for where I am, the rest is pitch black. It feels like being in the third residential area, but if you don't go over, it's dark, and when you pass, the road will light up. In a game's term, that's 'The Fog of War'.

Chu Que was located in a position that looked like a living room, with a messy futon next to it. There was still a puddle of stains on the futon, which had long since dried.

At the back was a small window, under which there were also seven or eight bottles, which emitted a foul smell.

After a brief glance at the room, he couldn't find a place to store his guns, so he simply left the room.

When I went out, I found that there was also such a room on the opposite side, and because it was not opened, I could see the situation inside.

Turning his head and looking at the sides, there were four rooms on the left-hand side, and on the right-hand side was the staircase leading to the first floor, which was not high from the ground when I looked out of the window.

I closed the door and came to the opposite room, there was a box of ammunition on the floor of the room, and when I picked it up, the number on it turned out to be '10.16mm' that I had never seen before, and when I opened it, the bullet shells inside were completely different from the ones I had seen before.

The original cartridge casings were basically copper metal cartridge shells, and the cartridge casings here are made of paper, not the current soft paper, but paper that is slightly tougher and thicker like hard cardboard, rolled into a cylinder, filled with primers, propellants, and warheads, which are not much different from modern metal bullets, but the shells are different.

"Could this be the ammunition used in the era of this map's background? If you touch the water, won't it go straight to spoilage? "The disadvantages of paper shell bullets are innumerable, easy to deform, afraid of water and moisture, easy to ignite, etc., but it has to be said that this design greatly accelerated the design of flintlock pistols at that time.

After a little more walk around the room, nothing else was found. After going out, I searched the other four rooms, and on the windowsill of one of the innermost rooms on the left-hand side, there was a cheese wrapped in brown paper, which smelled particularly fishy, probably feta cheese.

In a nearby room, there was a knife, which seemed to be a little old, and it was a little rusty on it, and it couldn't even cut through the kraft paper, but at least it was a 'weapon'.