"Whether you want to go or not, decide quickly." Drunken dreams urged.

"If we stay put, we will definitely be attacked on our backs next, no one knows how many LYBs there are in the poison area, if we climb up, in fact, the chance of being found is not great......" Duan Mo sighed, and finally made up his mind, "Go!" ”

As he spoke, he took the lead, first climbing into a rotten car, and then leaping so hard that he stepped on the waist-high railing.

After standing firm on the railing, Duan Mo took a deep breath and began to slowly climb up the steel frame at a 45-degree angle.

Drunken Meng's movements are obviously much more proficient than him, and Drunken Dream can even follow Duan Mo while guarding the surroundings, and Duan Mo must focus all his attention on the narrow steel bar in front of him, and if he is not careful, he will be doomed.

He didn't even dare to look at the outside of the bridge - Duan Mo never dared to ride a roller coaster on weekdays, but at this time he was nearly twenty meters above the ground, still without any protection.

"I remember that there was a scene in 007," Duan Mo's leg and stomach were about to cramp, so he had to keep talking to relieve his tension, "The protagonist fights the enemy on a narrow steel bar a hundred meters above the ground, which is really handsome." I was kind of envious of him at the time, but now I regret it a little......"

Drunken Dream followed behind Duan Mo and naturally noticed his abnormality. Drunken Dream frowned, "You...... Afraid of heights? ”

"Yes...... Somewhat. As the height continued to rise, Duan Mo didn't even dare to stand, and squatted down unconsciously.

"It's okay, it's a game, relax." Drunk dreams crying and laughing, I knew it was so, it was better to stay behind those cars honestly.

Duan Mo also wanted to relax, but the feeling of dizziness kept coming, he was afraid to death, how could he relax.

"Give me your hand." Drunken Dream couldn't stand it anymore, so he stuck the gun back into his back and stretched out his hand.

"What for?" Duan Mo turned to the side slightly, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"I'm pulling you, wouldn't it be better?" Drunken Meng said, gently holding Duan Mo's big hand.

Drunken Meng's hands are as soft as bones, white and delicate, although he touches the gun all day long, but it is rare that he does not grind out the cocoon. Her little hand couldn't fully hold Duan Mo's hand at all, so she had to pull Duan Mo's three fingers.

Duan Mo's heart fluttered, but he thought that he couldn't mess with the military in front of the drunken dream and make her laugh, so he tried to squeeze out a smile, "Tsk, I didn't expect you to be quite considerate-"

"You're so slow, you're in my way." Drunken Dream immediately interrupted him, "If you don't hurry up, sooner or later someone will be discovered, I don't want to die here with you." ”

"......" Duan Mo rolled his eyes, turned around and continued to climb up a little bit, muttering in passing, "Dead ducks have hard mouths." ”

Duan Mo's hand was behind his back, and he was tightly clasped with Zui Meng's hand, he did feel much more comfortable in his heart, so the pace under his feet also accelerated a lot, and after bypassing the two bridge pillars, he finally climbed to the highest beam in one go.

It was already more than thirty meters away from the sea level, and it was also more than ten meters away from the bridge under their feet, as long as Duan Mo and Drunken Dream didn't take the initiative to attack other players, other players would never think that there was an enemy overhead.

"Sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, sitting and reaping the profits, it is really beautiful." Duan Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief after climbing up, and sat on the steel frame, although the field of vision here was blocked by layers of steel frames, but the victory was in a relatively high position, and he could basically take in all the enemies within a hundred meters before and after.

On the other side of the bridge, a blown white Dacia sedan and three dark green tin jeeps can be faintly seen, where the fighting seems to have reached its most intense moment.

At the same time, there seemed to be two teams of men and horses fighting on the sea under the bridge, and Duan Mo could hear the pop of bullets hitting the water and the sound of engines coming from directly below him.

There were probably people fighting again in the drug area in the distance, and the gunfire was sometimes fierce and sometimes calm, and it seemed that the scene was also very stale.

"Stay away from the strife of the world, find inner peace, feel love and freedom......" This is the advertising slogan of the new real estate opposite Duan Mo's rental house, and the new real estate named XX Garden really made Duan Mo envious for a long time.

"Okay, don't think that everything will be fine if we hide, once we are discovered, we are like rats on the beams of the house, and we can only be slaughtered." Drunken Dream poured cold water mercilessly, as if to avenge the incomparably shameful revenge in the utility room just now.

Duan Mo was very dissatisfied with the metaphor of the drunken dream, "The rats on the beams of the house are also very powerful!" Most people can't catch it. ”

"That's because most people don't shoot rats with assault rifles."

Duan Mo was speechless.

But in any case, they were much safer after all than when they were below, and Duan Mo even saw the mountain buggy rushing out of the poison zone with two players, whistling under their feet, crashing headlong into the area with the most intense battles, and then being sent directly into the sky by enemies from all directions.

"Tsk, it's so miserable, I can't bear to look at it." The corpses of the two players on the off-road vehicle flew out more than ten meters with the car, and Duan Mo turned his head in a somewhat gloating and a little ambivalent mood that he couldn't bear to look at directly.

Anyway, the bloody storm has nothing to do with him.

This is the fourth time that the poison zone has been refreshed, and the damage of the poison mist is already extremely high, and the players rushed out of the poison zone like crazy, ran all the way to the bridge, and then were all wiped out by other players who had been in ambush for a long time.

The battle that should have been evenly matched has turned into a one-sided slaughter here, even if he knows that he will die, the player has to go forward and follow, such a tragic scene makes Duan Mo secretly glad - fortunately he came early.

Of course, there are also some masters who can successfully kill the ambushed players and then occupy their cover, so the roles of the defender and the attacker are constantly reversed, and each time the old and new personnel are replaced, there are always bullet casings and corpses left behind.

"Actually, the scenery of this little broken island is not bad."

Duan Mo didn't care about those bad battles, he still held Drunken Meng's little hand tightly and looked into the distance.

Zuimeng wanted to secretly withdraw his hand several times, but was always discovered by Duan Mo immediately, and then Duan Mo would grab her harder, and Zuimeng tentatively struggled a few times, and let Duan Mo pull it.

Duan Mo's fear of heights still made him a little dizzy, but as long as he didn't look at his feet, he could barely bear it.

The sea is sparkling, and in the western sky, half of the sunset has sunk below sea level, reflecting a large area of the sea with golden light, while the eastern sky is still blue, cloudless, and seagulls fly over the sea from time to time and fly to the beach.

Drunken Meng ignored Duan Mo's sigh, and still looked nervously at the bridge below, so Duan Mo said to himself: "If I have money in the future, I will buy a small island like this, and then marry a beautiful wife, isolate from the world, and live a comfortable life." ”

"Humph!" Drunken Dream couldn't help but snort coldly, "Then you must first have your life to go back alive." ”

"Isn't this the god of war like you," Duan Mo grinned and said, "Now that we have the right time, place, and people, the chances of survival are much greater than those under the bridge." Wouldn't it be nice for us to just wait here and wait until they were almost able to fight each other, and then go down and eat chicken while singing. ”

Zui Meng was very dissatisfied with his mentality of being a serious enemy, and was about to withdraw his hand and criticize his left-leaning mistakes, Duan Mo hurriedly grabbed Zui Meng's little hand again, and said with a smile on his face: "Of course, it still depends on your wise leadership to find such an excellent position!" ”

"Huh-" Drunken Dream pursed his lips and didn't refute again.

Just when Duan Mo was chatting and farting with Drunken Meng, the remaining number had dropped to 12, and the safe zone was about to shrink again.

"Twelve, I think we're expected to eat chicken this time, brother!" Duan Mo excitedly squeezed Zui Meng's hand.

Drunken Dream has never been kneaded like this since she was a child, even if she has always had a vague good impression of Duan Mo, she is also blushing, and she finally took her hand back with all her might.

"If you pull me again, we won't even be able to survive." Drunken Meng glared at Duan Mo, then quickly turned his head and delved into the map that had been studied tens of thousands of times before.

Duan Mo smiled, also opened the map, and glanced at the location of the next safe zone.

"Damn," just glanced at it, and the fire of eating chicken that Duan Mo had just ignited was ruthlessly extinguished, "Heaven's curse circle!" ”

The next safe zone appeared at the other end of the bridge.

"We'd better leave now." The mood that had just been relaxed by the drunken dream became heavy.

"Hmm." Duan Mo nodded, then stood up, preparing to leave.

The two of them need to move from the narrow steel frame to the other end of the bridge, which is a full 300 meters apart, and even if they run forward, it will take nearly two minutes, let alone move slowly on the steel frame of less than 30 centimeters.

Both of them bent over and chose to move forward quietly with great tacit understanding. Because the steel frame conducts sound so well, once their steps are too heavy, they will be immediately heard by the people below.

Even so, Drunken Dream was not very satisfied.

"Duan Mo, you are lighter."

"Big sister, I'm light enough! I'm walking on tiptoe, and my toes are sore......"

"Then how can I still hear footsteps on the steel frame?"

Duan Mo stood in place and listened attentively, and sure enough, I don't know whose footsteps it was, it was extremely heavy.

But he and the drunken dream have stopped!

"No, there are others!"