Without hesitation, Duan Mo picked up the umbrella head and went straight to the maze - he now understood that any equipment and materials were bullshit, and the most important thing was to survive the first wave of slaughter, and the maze was of course the best choice for him to survive and hide!

With a roll, Duan Mo finally fell to the ground, he happened to land at the entrance of the maze, stood up and rushed into the maze with his legs, and then fled in all directions along the passage.

After entering the center of the labyrinth, Duan Mo stood still, trying not to make any sound—all he had to do now was wait, and when the hundreds of players around him were over, he would go out to pick up garbage.

Although he didn't do anything, Duan Mo's heart still beat wildly, because the entire dinosaur paradise erupted into bursts of gunfire from the moment Duan Mo landed.

The sound was like firecrackers in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the sound of gunfire came from all directions, masking all other sounds.

The kill prompt bar in Duan Mo's sight scrolled like crazy, almost every second there were three or four kill prompts, and the number of survivors was constantly flickering and changing, just one minute after landing, the number had changed from more than seven thousand to more than six thousand, many of whom were beaten to death with their fists.

Duan Mo didn't dare to make any moves at all, and he didn't even dare to search for the materials in the maze - he knew that he was definitely not the only one who landed in the maze, not to mention that players from other places might also come to the maze after fighting elsewhere.

Just thinking like this, Duan Mo suddenly heard a sound of rustling footsteps beside him.

The sound was like stepping on autumn leaves, and the crunch sound was looming in the sound of gunfire.

But Duan Mo still heard it, and he immediately bent down and pressed his body against the wall of the maze, trying to distinguish the direction of the person.

At this moment, Duan Mo was hiding in a dead end, with a wall more than two meters high behind him, and a small path in front of him, he stared closely at the passage, for fear that a strong man with a loaded gun would suddenly walk in - in that case, he would only be able to GG.

"No - I've got to find something to defend myself." Duan Mo suddenly realized that if he stood here with his bare hands, he would give people heads sooner or later, so his eyes wandered on the ground, and at the entrance of this sheep intestine path, he found a black frying pan.

Duan Mo was too flustered when he fled in just now, so he didn't notice its existence. For the current Duan Mo, the value of a frying pan is no less than a fully matched 98K or M24, and after he walked over quickly, he held the pan in his arms, and finally had a sense of security.

At the same time, footsteps sounded again.

And this time it was very close to Duan Mo, and Duan Mo could even feel that he was on the other side of this passage, only two meters away from him.

But the passage in the maze was crooked, although he knew that the other party was very close to him, but Duan Mo couldn't do anything, he walked a few steps randomly, and found that the other party seemed to be the same as himself - he could hear the voice of the enemy, but the sight and route in front of him were blocked by the maze, and there was no way to find the enemy.

This situation is of course a good thing for Duan Mo, who only has a frying pan, he doesn't want the other party to find him, but the other party seems to be determined to kill Duan Mo, and has been wandering in the maze, and later he didn't even care about his footsteps, and ran unscrupulously.

Duan Mo heard the sound of the other party running, and his heart was even more panicked - since the enemy dared to be so arrogant, he must have no fear, maybe he was carrying a set of third-level equipment plus two S686s, in this case, the only outcome for Duan Mo to meet the enemy was to die on the spot.

Duan Mo felt more and more that this labyrinth was not complete—although the road here was tortuous, as long as the enemy did not give up searching, he would find himself sooner or later.

And in this situation, Duan Mo didn't dare to search for equipment at all, so he could only die slowly.

Thinking of this, Duan Mo decided to leave this labyrinth - rather than die in a nest, it is better to die on the way to battle - no matter what, at least find a weapon.

But then Duan Mo found an even more cruel problem - he couldn't find a way out.

The area of the maze was not large, but for Duan Mo, who was in it and did not deliberately write down the route, this small maze was enough to trap him for half an hour. He scurried around like a headless fly, anxious to find an exit while worrying about encountering an enemy.

Whether to find the enemy first or find the exit first will determine Duan Mo's life and death.

Just according to Duan Mo's luck......

Sure enough, after Duan Mo stumbled around for a long time, he finally found the enemy's trail at an intersection in the labyrinth passage.

It was a middle-aged man, not fully armed as Duan Mo had imagined—he didn't even have a backpack, and he was looking for Duan Mo's location with an assault rifle, completely unaware that Duan Mo had appeared behind him.

Duan Mo was first shocked when he saw the enemy, and then a choice appeared in his mind.

He now has a frying pan in his hand, if he chooses to secretly follow behind the enemy and find an opportunity to shoot him to death in one pot, then Duan Mo will be able to calm down safely for the time being.

But in the event of being discovered by the enemy in this process, what awaits Duan Mo is the fate of being broken into a fishing net.

Or do nothing, sneak away on tiptoe, and continue to look for the exit of the labyrinth - however, if he encounters this enemy again, Duan Moke may not be able to appear behind the others.

What if the next time they met, Duan Mo appeared straight in front of the enemy?

Weighing the pros and cons, Duan Mo finally chose to take the risk.

Willing to cut his whole body, he dared to pull the emperor off the horse, his palms began to sweat wildly, Rao was so, he still held the pan tightly, and kept up with the enemy with the lightest and lightest steps.

The middle-aged man searched for Duan Mo while searching for the supplies on the ground, his eyes looking around vigilantly, but he couldn't imagine that Duan Mo had come behind him unconsciously.

The gunfire outside the labyrinth was still noisy and dense, muffling out most of the footsteps—and only most. When Duan Mo walked five meters behind the middle-aged man, he finally noticed the abnormality.

The middle-aged man turned his head suddenly, and was obviously startled when he saw Duan Mo, and Duan Mo was also frightened by the middle-aged man's movements, and both sides were stunned at the same time.

After a short period of embarrassment, Duan Mo took the lead in attacking, and at this point, he had to fight to the death!

He strode forward, waved the frying pan with all his strength, and smashed it the top of the middle-aged man's somewhat bald head!

The middle-aged man's reaction was not slow, he reflexively put the assault rifle in his hand against his shoulder, and at the same time pressed the trigger!

The muffled sound of gunshots and pans smashing overhead rang out almost simultaneously, and in milliseconds, the winner was decided.

The damage of a pan headshot was too high, and in comparison, the rifle couldn't kill Duan Mo with a single bullet.

Duan Mo resisted the middle-aged man's shot, and then smashed his dog's head.

The man slowly fell, Duan Mo was frightened, panting with fear - fortunately he was close enough to the middle-aged man, otherwise as long as this alopecia areata fired one more shot, he would have fallen first.

After a brief moment of adjustment, Duan Mo squatted next to the middle-aged man's box and began to scavenge for supplies - but this man seemed to be very poor, with only a G36C assault rifle and a few 5.56mm bullets on his body.

"I've been scared by this poor ghost for so long...... Duan Mo put the gun on his back, and finally had a little bottom in his heart, "But-G36C? ”

In normal times, Duan Mo had to study the new weapon for a long time when he saw it, and he was willing to stop until he thoroughly mastered its characteristics, but now he didn't have time to think about it, the gunshots outside the maze were endless, and there was no intention of stopping until now. Duan Mo had a gun at this time, and he was not too afraid of others breaking into the maze, so he simply searched for equipment in the maze.

As Duan Mo had predicted, the weapon refresh rate of the final chapter did not match the number of players at all - he turned the maze upside down, and only found a set of first-level equipment, plus a pitiful amount of medicine. Duan Mo roughly estimated that the refresh chance of the materials was only one or two times more than the usual normal mode - in the face of more than 7,000 players, these things were not enough to even plug the gaps between their teeth.

As if to verify Duan Mo's words, one kill message after another was swiped out in the kill prompt bar, all of which were "Player XX eliminated XX with his fist".

According to the normal rhythm of the game, most of the players have already collected the basic materials in the game, how can they still hit people with their fists......

The extreme scarcity of supplies has led to a crazy decline in the number of players - those who find guns first are in an overwhelming position, slaughtering other unarmed players everywhere, and the number of survivors has dropped from more than 7,000 to 6,000 and from 6,000 to 3,000......

Less than ten minutes into the final chapter mode, fifty percent of players have already been eliminated from the game, which is nothing short of a post-apocalyptic carnival.

But after all, there is a huge player base here, and the intensity of the battle has not been affected by the decrease in players, and there are deafening gunshots around every corner of this sixty-four kilometer map.

Duan Mo was not in this carnival, it seemed that the players were all away from this complex labyrinth, and after another ten minutes, no one had set foot here. After twenty minutes of fierce fighting, the gunfire in Dinosaur Park finally gradually thinned out, and the more important reason was that the poisonous gas had spread.

Duan Mo heard the gunshots disappear and waited a few more minutes before coming out of the labyrinth. When he saw the scene in the amusement park, even Duan Mo, who had participated in dozens of games, couldn't help but shudder.

There were bullet holes everywhere, the ground was densely covered with corpses and boxes, and the scorched black marks left by the explosion covered the ground - this was a meat grinder.

Duan Mo stood in the empty amusement park, let out a long sigh, and opened the map to find the location of the safe zone.

By the time the game progresses, the poison gas has undergone a spread and happens to stop near the Dinosaur Park. The next safe zone is at the bottom right of the map, with a building called the "Castle" in the center.

Duan Mo identified the direction and immediately prepared to hurry - for the huge number of players, there were simply few vehicles on the map, so Duan Mo didn't expect to be able to find a car at all, and the rest of the journey was completely dependent on his own legs.

Fortunately, Dinosaur Park is located in the center of the map, and it is not very far from the safe zone - just where did they land in Drunken Dream Beanie?

Just thinking like this, a gun barrel suddenly hit Duan Mo's back without warning.

"Don't move."