399 Killing Race

Sitting in a small, girly bedroom, Damned could barely believe his eyes.

As a sophomore in high school, her English proficiency was so poor that it made people cry, and she was at the bottom of her class in every exam, but fortunately, she scored very high in math and saved some of her average scores, otherwise her ranking would have dropped significantly.

But even if her English is terrible, she is already familiar with the pronunciation of two words:

Deathbringer (Deathbringer) and SS (Princess).

Although he is always abused in live-action battles, he is also a veteran player. And as long as you are a veteran player of "Battlefield", you are basically familiar with these two legendary names.

She had seen the video of the Deathbringer's battle, and his combat power was amazing, even unbelievable.

As long as he joins the battle, there is basically no suspense about the outcome of the battle!

"This is your account?"

Damnation couldn't help but ask again, an undisguised look of shock on her little face.

"That's right, I have a friend coming to talk to her when I go." A message from the stellar wreckage.

- Friend, do you say......

Heaven's Curse, who was still immersed in shock, suddenly recalled the "master" mentioned by the stellar wreckage just now: the existence of the "Death Messenger" who can be called a master, could it be......

The thought of the other name made Damned feel his heart beat faster.

This high school girl who has always liked to sell cuteness in the live broadcast room. Today, it has become very "obscene", and he keeps rubbing his hands, like a child waiting for his parents to buy toys.

Followed by. She saw another legendary name appear in her team.

Looking at the two people in his team, as a veteran player of "Battlefield", he finally couldn't suppress his excitement anymore, and said tremblingly:

"You will never know who Lord Stellar Wreckage is, and who the friends he called are."

"I ...... I'm in and ...... Team up with the world's No. 1 players. ”

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At the same time, Zhao Nuo glanced back at Christine who was lying on the bed in his bedroom. Asked casually:

"If you put the mouse on the bed, it won't be convenient to aim, right?"

"No problem. I'm a professional! The girl, with her blonde hair draped over her shoulders, stretched out her right arm and gave a thumbs up, slashed at her throat, and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Okay. Whatever you want. Zhao Nuo moved his gaze back to his computer screen.

Because it was a cooperative live broadcast invited by "Damnation", Zhao Nuo didn't intend to steal the limelight from the other party, he and Christine didn't turn on the camera, just turned on the microphone.

"Hello fans of Damnation, this is Stellar Wreckage and my partner, Spawn II, this time we will have an online battle of Battlefield with Damned Girl, please advise."

Unlike Zhao Nuo's very polite lines, Christine only has one sentence today:

"Kill them all!"

After confirming that the damnation could start, the trio randomly entered a deathmatch room. As soon as he entered the room, the owner immediately started the game.

Looking at the reading strip screen on the LCD screen, Zhao Nuo smiled. Turning back to Christine, who was lying on the bed and using "aliens", he said, "Anyway, it's okay, how about we compare who has more heads?" ”

"Compare and behold, watch me send them to hell!" Christine's small body erupted with a lion-like roar.

While talking, several people finally entered the game, and this deathmatch officially began.

This time, the game map is "Armed Factory". This is a small street fight map with only a few jeeps. So most of the players travel light. Directly use the guns and sabers in your hands to start a life-and-death struggle with the enemy.

Because in this narrow environment, the sniper rifle is not very useful, Zhao Nuo also chose the MP5A3 submachine gun plus the SIG-P226 pistol for assault street combat equipment this time, as for the secondary weapon, the choice is still what he is best at.

"It's better to use an RPG than a mine here." Christine, behind her, commented.

"It doesn't matter, RPGs can adapt to any terrain." While Zhao Nuo was speaking, he controlled the black-clothed soldier with an RPG7V2 bazooka on his back, and trotted all the way to the arsenal in front.

The Armament Factory map has two entrances and exits on each side, and the terrain inside is intricate and dark, so many people choose to bring night vision devices or infrared thermal imaging to make it easier to see the enemy. However, the two people who are currently in the same room are veterans, so naturally they don't need anything like that.

The two of them, who had fought thousands of times on this map, remembered even the appearance of every shadow inside the small arsenal, and as long as someone appeared, even if the movements were extremely hidden, they could not escape their eyes.

As for why you don't bring night vision devices, it's also because you're equipped with flashbangs.

Rushing into the arsenal from the small gate on the east side, Zhao Nuo immediately threw a flash shock bomb into the open space in front of him without saying a word, and at the same time took a step back and twisted the perspective to the rear.

"Bang!"

After the characteristic crisp popping sound of the flashbang, the black-clad soldier named "Deathbringer" returned to the arsenal and stood directly on one side of the clearing, raising his gun and firing at the corner of the wall on the other side.

Quickly taking out the enemy crouching in the corner, he immediately opened fire and sent the other guy next to him to hell. The two soldiers who wore night vision devices lost their lives because of their night vision devices.

The night vision device in "Battlefield" is a relatively advanced model, and there will be no "blinding by flashbangs", and when encountering too strong light, it will automatically lock the lens to protect the user's eyes.

However, it was the moment of darkness that locked the camera that determined the outcome of these guys.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Rhythmic gunfire can be heard from the other side of the Arsenal, followed by a kill prompt for "Princess" to appear at the top of the screen.

Christine wields a shotgun, which has no weaknesses other than a slightly lower bullet in narrow, close-up areas. But even so, I won't lose to that guy, because—

Climbing onto the dark red container next to him, the black-clothed soldier changed into a bazooka and aimed at the door on the side of the "princess", and directly blasted the two guys who were about to enter the house into the air, and flew into the garbage heap next to him with smoke on his body.

"Grab my head!" Christine shouted a "jargon" with some dissatisfaction, and at the same time fired another shot, directly blasting the head of an enemy soldier twenty meters away.

"No, I saved your life." Zhao Nuo said "brazenly" and loaded the RPG in his hand with a new grenade.

At this time, a weak voice came from his earphones:

"Well, Lord Stellar Wreckage, you can leave me a few enemies too...... I'm also saying it live. ”

"Okay."

Zhao Nuo answered, jumped down from the container, found a corner where no one was around, and temporarily broke away from the battle group.

After all, it was a live broadcast of God's damnation, and it was the right way for her to kill a few people, even if Christine was still killing, but this time it was just an inconsequential gamble - the victory or defeat of the two had already been known in the one-on-one duel a few months ago.

However, the "princess" clearly does not mean to take care of the damnation:

"What's wrong with you? Throw in the towel? Christine asked loudly, apparently she didn't fully understand the Chinese that Tianji said just now.

"You kill slowly, and leave a few enemies for Damnation." In order to make her understand her words, Zhao Nuo also changed to English.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he learned the dismal news from the kill prompt in the upper right corner of the screen: Damnation had been killed by his opponent with a saber.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Nuo sighed helplessly, raised his hand and blasted out an RPG, blowing up an enemy who was passing by the corner in front.

"What did you just say?" Kristen asked.

"When I didn't say anything, I was fine."

The black-clothed soldier changed into a submachine gun, and the face was a shuttle of bullets, and an opponent wearing a thermal imager in front of him immediately fell to his knees in the dimly lit arsenal and lost his breath.

There are no masters on the other side, and the result of this game has long been in doubt. Case......

Then enjoy the killing. (To be continued) R655