Chapter 128: Eight Desolation Seniors
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Evening, prime time.
The exciting battlefield is at a hot moment, and countless players are busy with the day's chores at this point in time, lying in bed with their mobile phones and eating chicken.
Among the large and small exciting battlefields, there is such a special battlefield that is staging a unique battle - 96V4!
"Sure enough, pinning hope on their group is still unreliable, a lot of people have died, and the target is still alive." With his gun in his hand, the dean sat firmly on the open-top SUV, glancing ahead.
"The commander who has been killed in action said that the target is now blocked in the bomb shelter by them, and let the person who found the gun go over as soon as possible and catch the turtle in the urn." Mi Shen said nonchalantly, his tone sounding more like self-deprecation.
The dean was stunned, "Air-raid shelter? You say the target went into a bomb shelter? Playing so wild? Those people rushed down together, and they trampled him to death, right? ”
"Not really." "They blocked the four holes, and those of us who got the guns went over, saying that they wanted to make sure nothing went wrong." ”
The dean was silent for a few seconds, thoughtful, and suddenly spoke again, "I heard that the two of you had an encounter with the target?" The fight was quite fierce, and they ended up dying together, how about it? ”
"How's that?" Mi Shen was a little embarrassed, and when he was mentioned by an almost equally outstanding opponent, he would feel that he couldn't hold his face, and the encounter with the Eight Wilderness should be regarded as black history, after all, he died at the hands of a young lady named "Ya Yan Butterfly".
"I said I feel, with your experience and the passing years, is that Eight Desolations like a hanging?"
"Not really."
Without waiting for Mi Shen to speak, the half-silent Liu Nian preemptively answered.
The two men in the car were stunned and looked at the young lady sitting alone in the back of the car in surprise.
"Haha...... Durian wanted to bring him to Star, but it seems that he was rejected......" Mi Shen smiled slightly embarrassed.
"The answer is obvious, isn't it?" The dean heard the result, after all, how could a person who was willing to win over him for years be an open-minded immortal? But the dean finally smiled, and continued: "I hope you can successfully win him over, to put it mildly, the ID of XC and Eight Desolations may be unfamiliar to you, but for me, an old guy who has been in the e-sports circle for some years, I still have some impressions." ”
"What?" Mi Shen was stunned.
Liu Nian also grew up in surprise, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle Dean, tell me everything you know!" ”
"Nothing." The dean was obviously surprised by the reaction of these two gods, and said in a very flat tone: "About five years ago, that is, when you just tried your skills in the e-sports circle, the ID of XC and Eight Wilderness disappeared mysteriously, I thought you were Eight Wilderness, and I also studied your video, but later found out that it was not, because you are too stable, you are the most stable opponent I have ever seen, but XC and Eight Wilderness He is not, probably the reason why he was tepid at the time was that his playing style was too dead, or he was desperately sent to death." , or desperately plundering, tactics, too free and easy......"
"Listen to you, that is, 1V5 and 5V5 are basically the same for him?" Mi Shen was a little dazed, "It's worthy of a player who is about to retire, and he understands the past so clearly." ”
"Damn, can you not mention retirement, I still want to play for a few more years!" The dean is very unconvinced, and although he is only in his twenties, the golden age of esports players is usually between 16 and 22 years old, and he is already far beyond that range.
"I'm not saying that he doesn't have a sense of teamwork, he plays all competitive games, what interstellar, red alert, true three, CS, oh yes, he plays all the meteor butterfly swords!"
Mi God: "......"
Passing years: "......"
The dean obviously has a high opinion of this old man who is not an old man, "He is also your senior, but I can't be sure that this guy is really XC, Eight Desolations, in short, there is no information left, and there is no video for you to enjoy, those who can remember this ID are the few old people...... Burst! Look at the road, rice, it's here, I'll go, brake! ”
"Bang!"
The convertible SUV crashed into a hard object and stopped, and when I looked up, it was already the entrance to the bomb shelter.
It's rare for Mi Shen to wander, but it's really a rare thing to listen to an e-sports veteran talk about the glorious past of the old-timers.
There was a sudden burst of angry scolding in his ears, and the scolding was unbearable, and even the eightfold ancestor was not at peace.
Mi Shen came back to his senses and found that his car drove over, as if contributing to a huge car accident scene.
The battle report area is full of hints, Star, Mi God use vehicles to knock down or kill XXX...... For a while, there were boxes everywhere and crawling half-dead people, and almost all the guys who blocked the entrance of the bomb shelter were spared.
"Ouch, I'll go! Mi God, did you do it on purpose? No one is competing with you for the prize, so get into the hole! I don't want to see you again! ”
"No...... Sorry, hand slippery, hand slippery......"
Mi Shen got out of the car with apologies, and the other two people in the car also jumped off, and there were a few survivors around who were desperately trying to save their teammates.
The poison circle has come, and Mi Shen's team has rushed down the bomb shelter, carrying guns, to search for the turtle.
Several groups of red-clothed soldiers scattered out were also on the way to come, probably thinking that the air-raid shelter was the final battlefield, so it didn't matter whether they ran away from poison or not.
At the same time, the lowest floor of the bomb shelter, that is, the minus two floors.
A man from head to toe was looking around, like an archaeologist full of knowledge, scrutinizing every corner as if it were a treasure.
No supplies, no equipment, no guns, not even throwing weapons!
The man's heart is not dead, but after he came to the bomb shelter, it was really a sign of not growing an inch of grass.
He stopped suddenly, and at the moment when the battle report area reminded Star and Mi Shen to use the vehicle to kill many people, he laughed out loud.
"Special! Shouldn't you despair when you see the god of rice? Can you still laugh? ”
"Hahaha...... Despair? If it doesn't exist, it's the head of the Aragami, and labor and management really serve! ”
"Why are you so good? Tell me, this trick is hidden from the world, how did you come up with it? ”
It was rare to be praised like this, and Su Ye's old face turned red.
"Well, I didn't expect to meet Mi Shen again so soon, it's really exciting, but don't be idle, old horse, the second five minutes are here again."
Su Ye seemed to open his mouth casually, and he swaggered up the steps and walked to the negative floor of the air-raid shelter.
As soon as he walked up the steps, he was confronted by a spear, which was directly pressed against his head......
(End of chapter)