"Huh? How did you come back again? Duan Mo hurriedly shrank behind the car and looked nervously.

The white Dacia rushed towards him and stopped directly in front of Wushuang, blocking Duan Mo and the others.

"To fight or not?" DRUNKEN DREAM HAD ALREADY REFILLED HIS HEALTH AND ASKED AS HE PULLED OUT GROZA.

"Tsk......" Duan Mo saw the enemy on the car flash by and hide behind the car, so he slowly shook his head. The incomparably fierce battle just now is still a little scary when I think about it now. "What if the other side dies with us? It's better to stop fighting, if anything goes wrong, I can't accept it. ”

"Then ...... Fall back? ”

"Well, retreat."

The two made up their minds and slowly retreated behind the black smoke jeep as cover.

——

The fritters were panicked to death, and they were constantly sweating on their foreheads. He rushed out of the car and quickly hid behind Dacia.

"You...... Actually coming back?! "When Wushuang saw the fritters, it was like seeing an alien.

"Save you!" The fritters kept looking, for fear that two enemies would emerge from behind the jeep in the distance.

"You...... Save me?! Wushuang is too clear about the temperament of the fritters, she has long understood that teaming up with the fritters, once she is knocked down, she is almost certain to die, and she must not expect the fritters to save herself.

But now the fritter stood in front of him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Wushuang moved his lips and didn't say anything, but he faintly changed his opinion of this man who had been despised by him ten thousand times.

"They're not coming, are they? If they come over, I'll pull *, it's a big deal and everyone will die together! The fritter kept thinking in pieces, and even the outstretched hand was trembling, but the "enemy" in his fantasy had already withdrawn a few hundred meters away, and naturally would not attack him again.

"You...... Great, I'll give you a big credit when I get back. After a few seconds, Mushuang regained her mobility, stood up, refilled her first aid kit, and drank another bottle of painkillers, so that the red power suit was back to its usual brightness.

"Are they—gone?" Youtiao is obviously not interested in any "great achievement", and he is most worried about his own life at the moment.

"It should be gone, otherwise it wouldn't have come to attack us for so long."

"I'm finally gone! You people know how to fight and kill every day, so can't you live with peace of mind for a while? A bunch of iron-headed babies! The fritters breathed a sigh of relief, but the dopamine secreted by fear just now made him excited, so he gushed out the numbers.

And Wushuang is extremely rare and lifeless - if it were normal, if the fritters dared to talk to Wushuang like this, they would have been beaten into a sieve.

After the fritters vented a few words, he quickly stopped his mouth, his fear of Wushuang had already been seared into his bones.

"So, where do we go next?" The fritters calmed down, got into the car, and asked obediently.

"According to the original plan, continue to guard the bridge." There was a light smile on the corner of Wushuang's mouth, not at all like he had just experienced a fierce battle.

"Still guarding the bridge? There are so many players on the bridge, even if you are an iron-headed baby, you will be beaten in the head! "The fritters protested.

"However, the security zone has been refreshed to the bridge." Wushuang shrugged helplessly.

Youtters quickly opened the map to take a look, and sure enough, the next wave of safety zones covered the entire bridge inside.

"Okay, okay......" The fritters made a bitter face, and reluctantly started the car, and the Dacia sedan was also shot a lot in the firefight just now, and now only half of the blood volume was left, it was slightly bubbling black, and slowly drove towards the bridge.

——

After Duan Mo and Zuimeng left the battle area, they walked all the way along the road, hoping to encounter other vehicles. But after walking for a long time, I still haven't found a complete car.

Fortunately, when they were racing with the Dacia sedan before, they had already run all the way from the power plant to the center of the map, otherwise they would have died in the poisonous fog.

The poisonous fog had spread three times, and the scope of the safe zone had narrowed from the entire island to the western bridge, Duan Mo estimated the distance, if they advanced on foot, they were afraid that they would have to eat a wave of poison.

But after all, it was not a big problem, Duan Mo and Zui Meng were extremely rich in supplies, and there were nearly a hundred bandages in their backpacks and more than 20 first-aid kits, which was enough for them to hold on to the safety zone.

The only problem is that Drunken Dream's ammunition has already been consumed in the fierce exchange of fire just now—with the extremely fast rate of fire of Thomson's Rushing Rifle and the bonus of Drunken Dream's "Gunner" skill, the rate of ammunition consumption is too astonishing - more than 300 .45ACP rounds were destroyed in one battle.

Duan Mo had no choice but to throw his UMP Rush Spear to Zui Meng and take Thomson's place in her hand. WHEN HE STUFFED 500 9MM BULLETS INTO DRUNKEN DREAMS, DUAN MO COULDN'T HELP BUT SIGH - IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE SKILLS OF THE "KING OF GARBAGE", THE TWO OF THEM MIGHT NOT EVEN BE ABLE TO HOLD OUT IN A COMPLETE BATTLE.

Indeed, a drunken dream of an assaulter with a double rate of fire, plus a Duan Mo who can only hit people with a brainless strafing shot, such a combination is simply an ammunition terminator.

The two ran for a while, but they still couldn't find the vehicle, and the poison gas behind them was much faster than them, and they easily caught up with them.

Duan Mo didn't panic, according to his thoughts, he would rather survive in the poisonous gas than fight with others in the past - at least he still had nearly a hundred bandages.

And Drunken Dream is an absent-minded look, although his feet are running, his eyes are obviously wandering.

Duan Mo felt a little strange in his heart, since the beginning of the game, the drunken dream has been very abnormal - first he ignored himself, then he was extremely angry, he fought when he saw someone, and now he kept wandering......

Halfway through the game, the next battle will be more intense, and the appearance of Drunken Dream makes Duan Mo secretly worried.

"Ahem, drunken dreams, are you ...... What's on your mind? Duan Mo cleared his throat and asked in a serious tone as much as possible.

"Nope." Drunken Dream replied immediately.

"If you have anything, just say it, let me enlighten you." Duan Mo asked with a grim face.

"I don't think a guy with an arrow in his head can help me." Drunken Dream replied expressionlessly.

"Can you not mention the arrows?" Duan Mo was poked in the sore spot, "I'm very worried about you like this, if someone is beaten to death because of distraction for a while, wouldn't it be very wronged!" ”

"You want to know?" Drunken Dream stopped and looked at Duan Mo seriously.

Duan Mo also stopped, "I want to know." You're usually a calm person, but now you're ...... Like a little kid. When you were at the power plant, you were supposed to land with me, but you chose to go to the enemy alone, and when you were driving just now, we should have retreated a long time ago, but you really wanted to fight, what the hell is going on? ”

"Because, for, I, big, aunt, mother, come." Drunken Dream said word by word.

"What?!" Duan Mo's eyes widened, revealing a look of sudden enlightenment.

In this way...... Everything can be explained!

Hey, something seems wrong......

"Hey! Don't take me for a fool! We're in the game! You don't even need to eat and drink, where did you come from, auntie! ”

"Less nonsense." Drunken Dream shook his head and continued to run forward.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it! What are you lying to me for! Duan Mo hurriedly followed.

The two of them didn't say anything, and after running silently for a while, the two of them used up all the bandages, and finally saw the bridge vaguely.

The bridge is nearly 1,500 meters long, with scattered buildings at each end, and some abandoned cars scattered on the bridge, but there are no other bunkers.

The number of remaining players was still nearly forty, and it stands to reason that in such an open terrain, the players should have met and fought a long time ago, but it was extremely calm here, every house was quiet, and there was no sign of player activity.

"It's so quiet...... It's scary......"