Chapter 10 The Blue Line or the Red Line
Ding Yue's head was running at breakneck speed.
Although the space gave him the physical essence of the special forces, it did not give him the corresponding skills, and in order to win against Syncor, he must not attack the strengths of the other with his own shortcomings.
Compared with the real-life terrorist Xinkoer, does Ding Yue have an advantage?
Yes.
Compared to CS's experience and skills, Ding Yue can throw Xinkol out of ten streets!
When the player entered the space, he initially had $10,000 to purchase equipment, and Ding Yue's mind quickly flashed over the equipment on Sincol's body.
4750 yuan AWP sniper rifle, 650 yuan **, 1000 yuan body armor and helmet, plus AWP 10 bullets cost 125 yuan, the battle has started to the present, Ding Yue can be sure that there is nothing else on Xinkoer.
On the contrary, thanks to the low price of MP5 as long as 1500 yuan, Ding Yue still has a lot of equipment, whether it is flashbangs, smoke bombs, or high-explosive grenades.
If it is in a CS game, Ding Yue is definitely a god-level player, and it is not a problem to kill seven in and seven out fiercely, but if he wants to be more obscene, he is also a well-deserved god.
Before that, Sinkol was still in a cat-and-mouse mentality, planning to slowly delay the time and wait for the bomb to explode.
Dozens of seconds later, he even had the heart to cry.
Every time he made a corner, there were bound to be three grenades, which were attacked in three ways, upper, middle and lower, but he couldn't tell which was a high-explosive grenade and which was a smoke grenade or a flashbang grenade.
Sometimes, he even chased Ding Yue halfway through, only to suddenly find that there was an extra grenade on the ground at some point, sometimes even more than one!
Muma! Don't play with this!
In real life, he is a terrorist, but in this space, Ding Yue is more terrorist than a terrorist.
"Damn! Chinese chicken, I must cut you with a thousand knives and kill you! ”
Under the sneak attack of the flashbang, there was suddenly a white expanse in front of him, and Sinkol couldn't help but roar, and the dagger waved in vain in mid-air.
If he doesn't vent again, I'm afraid he's going crazy.
Now is the time!
Ding Yue laid out the layout for so long, and finally waited for the moment when Xin Koer revealed his flaws.
Brush!
A white light glowing with a cold glow flickered in mid-air.
Burst!
Xinkol was slashed off a large piece of flesh by this knife, but fortunately he subconsciously blocked it with his left hand, otherwise the knife would have slashed directly at his head.
"Give me death!"
Xin Koer's eyes were still invisible, and he waved the dagger simply by feeling, but Ding Yue squatted on the ground one step ahead as if he had a premonition, and after flashing the dagger, he suddenly jumped into the air.
Volley heavy knife!
Goal: A headshot!
Whether it is life or death depends on this knife.
"Roar!"
Xinkol is worthy of being a terrorist in reality, although he can't see with his eyes, he faintly senses Ding Yue's movements from the flow of air, and pounces directly forward.
Syllable!
Ding Yue's attack was not only ineffective, but he was even thrown to the ground by Xinkoer, and it was an absolute disadvantage of being crushed below.
"Hahaha...... Chinese boy, got you! ”
Sinkol opened his bloody mouth and laughed wildly, and the dagger in his right hand slashed down.
Ding Yue turned his head sideways and tried his best to dodge away, escaping the catastrophe of the severed head, but a cut was still made on his face, and blood was splashed everywhere.
At this time, no technology or experience is useless at all, and the fight is physical, explosive, and bloody in the bones.
Ding Yue didn't want to die, and he didn't want to go back to the insensitive life he had before.
He wants to win, he wants to continue to enter the game space, he wants to find the meaning of his own existence.
In any case, be sure to win!
The body was slashed more than a dozen times one after another, but fortunately, the space gave a special bonus to the recruiter who reduced his pain by fifty percent, otherwise Ding Yue would have died of pain even if he hadn't died of excessive blood loss.
Xin Koer swung more than a dozen knives in a row, and his body was a little weak, Ding Yue took the opportunity to kick him away, and then flew over again, pressing him under him.
"Ahhh......hhh Give me death! ”
Ding Yue slashed at Xinkol's head, but he dodged it, and the dagger slashed fierce sparks on the hard floor.
Xinkol swung his knife to fight back, but instead of swinging it towards Ding Yue's upper body, he slyly stabbed him in the thigh, seeing that the knife was already difficult to dodge, Ding Yue took a completely unexpected measure.
Bang!
Ding Yue smashed his head hammer hard, directly hitting Xin Koer's face, he snorted miserably, tears and nosebleeds, this head hammer was fierce enough, directly broke his nose bone, and even lost consciousness for a moment, and his brain was blank.
Xinkol's knife was also deflected by this sudden head hammer, and it was not strong enough, only to make another cut in Ding Yue's thigh.
Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was stunned, Ding Yue naturally did not miss the opportunity, and slashed down again, directly opening a big hole in the major artery of Xinkoer's neck, and blood spilled out like a fountain.
"Roar!"
A beastly roar burst out from the depths of his throat, but Ding Yue's knife cut his trachea, and he heard only a sound that seemed to be muffled in his throat, but it couldn't come out.
Sinkoll glared and wanted to strike a final blow before he died, and the dagger slammed upward, straight into Ding Yue's face, but he was weak.
Compared to his previous cunning rabbit-like agility, the speed of this knife trembled like an old man, and before it even reached Ding Yue's eyes, Xin Koer's hand suddenly softened.
Bang Dang!
Watching Ding Quor's dagger finally fall weakly to the ground, Ding Yue's taut heart finally relaxed.
Finally won......
The icy mechanical sound rang out again.
"Kill an enemy player and reward you with 50 Competitive Gold Coins and 10 points."
Ding Yue was shocked to find that the space did not have any hints about his victory.
"How can it be...... Aren't all terrorists already killed......"
An image suddenly flashed through my mind, which was the scene of Leon and Guderian holding their opponent and detonating a grenade.
"Could it be...... Did one of those two terrorists die? ”
After all, the other party is also fully armed, with body armor and helmets, even if it is bombarded at close range by a high-explosive grenade, it is very likely that the whole body will be paralyzed but leave a crippled life.
After chasing Xinkol just now, Ding Yue's position was far away from the entrance of point B, but very close to the place where the bomb was planted.
Now Ding Yue is also seriously injured, and he can't even stand up and walk, so it is better to climb to the site where Lyon and Guderian blew themselves up, as fast as to crawl directly to defuse the bomb.
Ding Yueqiang propped up his mangled body and crawled to the site where the terrorists planted the bomb.
After taking out the bomb disposal tool and violently warping the shell of the C4 bomb, Ding Yue suddenly became numb.
Muma, how do you still have to cut the thread, it's different from playing CS games when you just wait for the seconds to be counted!
Should the blue line or the red line be cut?
It's very simple to cut it with a knife, but if you cut it wrong, Ding Yue can't afford the consequences.
Looking at the countdown timer on the bomb, time passed second by second, and Ding Yue's forehead was already sweating profusely.
There are 9 seconds left.
No matter how many of them, cut which line doesn't like you!
Click!
The blue line was cut off, and the bomb did not explode.
Did it work?
"Damn, time is still moving!"
Looking at the time on the countdown timer to continue walking, Ding Yue had an urge to go crazy.
3 seconds ...... 2 seconds...... 1 second ......
"you!"
At the same time as time returned to zero, Ding Yue cut the red line with a knife.