Chapter 9: Is This a Horror Game?

As the altitude gets lower and lower, the scenery on the ground gradually becomes clearer, and the small villa complex in the distance can already be roughly seen. Wang Xiaokeng raised his wrist, glanced at the virtual screen, called up the flight altitude display, and found that it was close to the limit of the parachute opening altitude. Looking at the distance again, it was probably more than 500 meters away from his destination at this time.

"With such a long distance, I guess it's hard to float after opening the parachute, right? But even if you can't float, it shouldn't be too much worse, at most it's only 200 meters, and you can get there. After making up his mind, Wang Xiaokeng also reached the limit of the parachute opening height, and the system automatically opened the parachute for him.

While controlling the direction of the parachute without deviation, Wang Xiaokeng looked up and looked around, in addition to him, there was another person who also opened the parachute at this time, in the same direction as him. Obviously, the other party did not fly to City P, but had the same destination as himself. Wang Xiaokeng smashed his mouth, although he was a little disappointed, but if he was alone, he should still be able to handle it, so he was not too depressed.

The descent process passed quickly, and after a while, Wang Xiaokeng stepped on the ground. Looking up, the other party was still in the sky, slowly drifting towards the small complex.

“WTF? Why could he float so far? While running wildly, Wang Xiaokeng, who was once again full of exclamation marks and question marks in his heart, also raised his head and carefully observed the other party's operation. I saw that the opponent's parachute accelerated forward for a while, and then stopped accelerating, using inertia to swing itself forward again and again.

"And this kind of operation?" Seeing that the other party was about to fall near the building, Wang Xiaokeng was anxious and wanted to run faster, but found that he couldn't speed up even a little.

"Damn, is there any heavenly reason? Even the speed limit? Wang Xiaokeng wailed, watched the other party fall next to the big villa, opened the door of the big villa, and got in.

"The system has informed the host that the upper limit of the host's attributes in the chicken world is the normal level of other characters in the chicken game, and the speed attribute is of course also included." The sound of the system rang out again.

Wang Xiaokeng, who knew that it was useless to protest, directly ignored the system this time. Raising his wrist to glance at the map, he was still about 100 meters away from the nearest house in the small complex.

Under the rapid running, the distance of 100 meters was fleeting, and Wang Xiaokeng, who knew that he had delayed the fighter, just ran under the two-story small western-style building in the southeast, and directly opened the door and quickly got in. Turning around and closing the gate, Wang Xiaokeng quickly began to search.

There are only 5 bandages on the floor of the living room on the first floor, pick them up first; Inside the small bedroom on the first floor was an R1895 revolver and 15 rounds of 7.62mm ammunition, all picked up. After getting the gun, Wang Xiaokeng felt a little more at ease. Of course, now is not the time to relax, the other party is searching for a large villa, and there is a high probability that there will be an automatic rifle!

The speed of reloading the revolver was as slow as death, Wang Xiaokeng had already searched the toilet on the first floor, and he was even running down the stairs to the second floor, and the bullets were not yet loaded. Finally, with a click, the revolver in his hand was finally reloaded. Tucking the remaining bullets into the small pocket of his practical belt and tightening the pistol in his hand, Wang Xiaokeng quickly glanced at the ground on the second floor.

M16A4! Wang Xiaokeng found an automatic rifle. On the ground on the second floor, there is an M16A4 and 60 rounds of 5.56mm ammunition. Inserting the pistol into the holster of the practical belt on his leg, Wang Xiaokeng pounced and happily picked up the automatic rifle.

Excitedly stroking the body of the M16A4, Wang Xiaokeng began to reverie in his heart: "On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, Wang Dashen picked up his first automatic rifle in the chicken world, and the wheel of history began to turn slowly, and this gun, with the conquest of Wang Dashen, was dazzling in his epic and became an artifact that everyone dreams of!" ”

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Xiaokeng, who had calmed down, calmed down, and after changing the magazine for the M16A4, he also put the remaining bullets into the small pocket on his belt, and began to search the two bedrooms on the second floor.

There was only a level 1 backpack and a few clothes in the first bedroom, Wang Xiaokeng shook his head, suppressed the disappointment in his heart, put the backpack on his back, turned around and walked out of the room, and pushed open the door of the second bedroom. The bonus in this bedroom is quite good, a first aid kit, a bottle of energy drink, and a vertical grip.

Although the vertical grip could not be mounted on the M16A4, Wang Xiaokeng still picked it up. In his plan, the ideal weapon combination would be an M416 or SCAR automatic rifle with a UMP9 submachine gun, plus a P18C fully automatic pistol.

This collocation was carefully conceived by Wang Xiaokeng when he checked the strategy and looked for information before. Both the M416 and the SCAR are fantastic automatic rifles. Unlike the M16A4, which can only fire three times or a single shot, the M416 and SCAR have a fully automatic firing mode, as long as the trigger is pulled, it can continuously dump bullets outward, which can reduce the number of times the trigger is pulled and improve the error tolerance rate when encountering the enemy urgently. The UMP9 also has three shooting modes: single burst fire, four bursts and full automatic, although the rate of fire is slow, but it can aim accurately, which is a great advantage when facing the gun at medium and close range. As for the P18C, as a fully automatic pistol, it can be seen approximately as a weakened version of the submachine gun, using the same 9mm rounds as the UMP9, which can be used as a firepower supplement when both main weapons have finished firing.

It can be said that Wang Xiaokeng's collocation is a very good match, taking into account medium and long distance, medium and short range and emergency firepower supplement, and the caliber of the bullets required is also relatively unified, only need to search for 5.56mm and 9mm bullets.

It's cumbersome to say, but in fact, Wang Xiaokeng's search speed is still very fast, and at this time, he has already squatted by the window on the second floor, observing the movements around him. It was quiet outside, and there seemed to be no one, but Wang Xiaokeng knew that there must be a person in the direction of the big villa building, and he saw the other party run into the big villa building with his own eyes.

The undying Wang Xiaokeng once again carefully scanned the surroundings through the window, but still found nothing, and even his pricked ears could not catch a single sound.

"Where is he? Is it still in a large villa or in another house? What weapons? Wang Xiaokeng, whose eyes were black, was full of question marks one after another.

"Forget it, I don't want to, go out and search other houses, I don't have body armor and helmets yet." After making up his mind, Wang Xiaokeng went downstairs, looked out from the window on the first floor again, pushed open the door, and ran quickly to the small bungalow next to him. I opened the door of the small bungalow and went inside.

"Bang!"

A loud bang sounded next to his ears, and Wang Xiaokeng was so frightened that he trembled all over, and subconsciously fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Another loud bang rang out behind him, and he only felt many projectiles shooting into his body, a sharp pain in his back, and then he lost consciousness.

Vaguely, Wang Xiaokeng heard the voice of the system: "The host failed the first field trial today, and three years of life will be deducted." Today's next on-site trial will take place in 10 minutes, so please get ready. ”

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When he woke up again, Wang Xiaokeng found himself back in the real world, lying in front of the computer at this time. The sharp pain behind it has dissipated. Wang Xiaokeng raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before he recovered from the huge shock.

"Damn, this game is a horror game, isn't it?"

The frightened Wang Xiaokeng gasped violently, the huge gunshot just now really frightened him. Now that he came back to his senses, he probably guessed that the other party should be hiding behind the door with a shotgun, and after he pushed the door open, as soon as he closed the door, the other party fired, but the first shot seemed to be crooked, and he didn't hit himself, and the second shot killed himself.

"MMP, it's too cloudy!" Wang Xiaokeng gritted his teeth, "And he actually hid behind the door!" I almost scared Lao Tzu to death! ”

"And this game, really not a horror game?"

Gritting his teeth and cursing for a while, Wang Xiaokeng got up and went to the bathroom, he wanted to verify whether the deduction of life that the system said was true.

Although he knew that the other party was created by a civilization with highly developed science and technology, Wang Xiaokeng still had a trace of luck in his heart. What if the system just scares itself? After all, at present, it seems that the system can only talk to him in the chicken world, and it seems that it can only read his inner thoughts in the chicken world.

However, the results of the verification completely broke the last illusion of Wang Xiaokeng: in the mirror, he had a lock of lifeless white hair on his head!

That dazzling white made Wang Xiaokeng fall into a huge panic......