Chapter 177: Dark Doll
Duan Mo couldn't wait to dig a pit for his head and bury it.
Countless bullets shattered the glass and entered the dining room, grazing over Duan Mo's head, and he hid between the two tables, quietly revealing one eye to look outside. Drunken Dream has a quick eye, and has already gotten behind the counter of the restaurant, leisurely watching the mad dogs bite.
"Hey, it's too fierce outside, should we avoid it??" Duan Mo whispered.
"No, just wait for their bodies to be collected." Drunken Dream smiled slyly, "I don't believe they don't come out to lick the bag." β
"But we don't have any equipment!" Duan Mo raised the UMP9 in his hand, he only had thirty bullets, and he would run out immediately with a slight movement of his fingers.
"Shh," Drunken Dream smug as he said, "just wait and see." β
The battle on the street is like a scene in a police movie, the people in the south of the road and the people in the north of the road are inseparable, there are screams everywhere, and the guardrail next to the road is full of holes and turned into barbed wire, and even its mother can't recognize it.
In such a fierce battle, the casualties of the players were naturally extremely heavy, and the iron-headed babies fell one after another, while the LYBs took advantage of the rumble of guns to escape from this land of right and wrong.
So the battle that broke out quickly ended quickly, and the people who could really survive this big battle were heroes. The streets returned to calm, and two or three good men quietly poked their heads out.
"To fight or not?" Duan Mo gestured with his eyes to get drunk.
Drunken Dream shook his head, "Wait. β
Sure enough, these two or three men walked onto the road with the cautious attitude of a devil entering the village, ready to go to the opposite side to collect a wave of loot, but they were killed by the enemy in the house who had swindled the corpse in the house.
"Tsk, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind." Duan Mo thought to himself that it was dangerous, if he had done it just now, he would have become a praying mantis.
The scene was quiet again, but the quiet air was full of tense games. Duan Mo was much more patient this time, and he kept holding back and not showing his head.
Time passed, and the first wave of poisonous gas had begun to spread, but there was no movement outside.
Duan Mo took a look, the safety zone was in the direction of P City, although it was not far, but it was not close, if they couldn't find the vehicle, they had to set off quickly, especially now that they didn't have any armor or medicine on their bodies, only a pitiful broken gun.
"Do it?" Duan Mo saw the poisonous gas rushing towards him, and he couldn't sit still. He pointed outside, "Let's pick up those things and run away." β
"Don't," Zuimeng was also a little anxious, but after struggling for a moment, he still shook his head ruthlessly, "Wait a little longer." β
Duan Mo originally wanted to say, "If you don't run again, you'll die in the poisonous gas", but since a girl who is drunk and dreams is not afraid of death, of course he can't be cowardly.
So the two waited for the poison gas to pass by them slowly, fighting with their lives and poison gas.
Duan Mo watched his health drop little by little in the status bar, and he was about to die in distress, so he simply didn't care how much health he had left, and turned his head to stare at the floor in a daze.
Shattered glass scattered on the ground, reflecting the sun's rays while also reflecting the surrounding scenery β and people.
"It's out!" Duan Mo's heart was beating violently, and he raised his head and clearly saw two stout men coming out of the house on the side of the road in an extremely obscene posture, their backpacks bulging with I don't know how many good things were stuffed.
"That's patient...... Finally made me wait! Duan Mo raised the gun, "Let's do it!" β
Drunken Dream nodded vigorously, if the enemy didn't come out again, she was going to give up.
The two big men probably thought that there would be no more enemies around, so they moved extremely arrogantly, and they swaggered in the middle of the road, happily selecting the equipment in a few boxes.
UMP9's *accuracy is probably the most humane of all*, the view of the door is extremely wide, and Drunken Dream held his breath and quickly pulled the trigger three times.
The three consecutive shots knocked down the enemy accurately, and as soon as Duan Mo heard the drunken dream shoot, he immediately jumped out from behind the table, shouting all kinds of notes of unknown meaning in his mouth, rushing towards him like another strong man.
However, the drunken dream is faster than him!
After successfully knocking down the enemy, Drunken Dream activated the state of divine anger, and a faint red light appeared around his body, Duan Mo only felt a heat wave next to him, and Drunken Dream had already flashed outside the restaurant!
In an instant, her tenfold body was raised, making Zuimeng light like a swallow, and her slender and well-proportioned legs kicked on the ground, and the whole person could actually pop out for nearly twenty meters!
This is simply a super evolved version of Spider-Man and Iron Man, if you put it in the real world, Drunken Dream can win the world championship with his eyes closed!
So the remaining strong man was pitiful, he only heard a series of short shots, and then his teammates fell, only to see a red phantom, and then he himself fell.
The whole process was only three seconds, and before Duan Mo could even climb out of the glass curtain wall, the battle was already over.
"I'm ...... Awesome......" Duan Mo praised from the bottom of his heart, a skill like Divine Wrath is simply a bug in the hands of a combat master like Drunken Dream, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a line for a thousand miles!
The next step is naturally the link of "Leaving your clothes and hiding your merit and fame", Zuimeng did not make any expression to Duan Mo's flattery, and she revealed the taste of "nothing to brag about, it is all basic operations".
"Hurry up and lick the boxes of these people around you, and get ready to run." Drunken Dream said succinctly: "I really don't have time." β
Of course, Duan Mo knew that now was not the time to joke, so he hurriedly started the search for happiness. But what made him a little unhappy was that except for the two strong men who appeared at the end who were slightly richer, the other players were all poor to death, with only some broken bullets and bandages on their bodies.
Fortunately, there are a lot of boxes nearby, and after accumulating a lot, it is objective, and when the two of them left M City, their bodies were full of rags.
Duan Mo was carrying an M416 and UMP9 without any accessories, and Zuimeng was holding an AKM and UMP9, the equipment of the two was really not like coming out of M City, maybe those junglers were richer than Duan Mo just by eating the things in the toilet.
The west of M City is a T-junction, according to Duan Mo's previous experience, there is a high probability that the vehicle will be refreshed here, but at this time it is empty, I am afraid that the car has long been driven away by those LYBs who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Phew! A bunch of cowards! Duan Mo scolded angrily, completely forgetting that he was also a leak.
Not having a vehicle would be a blow to them, and with just a few packs of bandages, it wouldn't make much sense to make it into the safe zone alive. Duan Mo had no choice but to pray along the highway as he prayed to refresh a car - even the worst Taijun motorcycle was much faster than two legs.
A little further west of the T-junction was a large wheat field, and Duan Mo and Zuimeng were in a heavy mood, and they were both secretly scolding this heavenly circle in their hearts.
Seeing that the already small number of bandages was running out little by little, Duan Mo began to lament - no matter how ruthless a person is, he can't do the poison gas.
"Duan Mo, do you think we are very similar to a book?" Drunken Meng probably noticed that Duan Mo was in a low mood, so he suddenly spoke.
Duan Mo raised his eyelids lazily, "What kind of books, I haven't heard of those books you read......"
"Journey to the West, let's go all the way from east to west, isn't it just learning from the west!"
Duan Mo blinked, "You-you don't want to make me laugh with this kind of joke, do you?" β
Drunk dreamed that his plan was instantly exposed, and his face was a little unbearable, but he still nodded honestly.
"Ah......" Duan Mo rubbed his temples, "I have your heart, but don't say this kind of embarrassing joke in the future...... You don't have a sense of humor at all. β
"Okay." Zuimeng nodded and stopped talking.
Although Duan Mo disliked the cold joke of drunken dreams, he was still a little happy in his heart, so he strutted and prepared to run wildly, when at this moment, there was a roar of the engine behind him.
A motorcycle rushed in the direction of the power plant, rolling up a large cloud of dust behind it.
Duan Mo and Zui Meng glanced at each other, and their faces showed joy.
"It seems that ......" Duan Mo picked up the gun, "My courier has arrived." β
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Yan Xiaojiu felt that he was about to go crazy.
His teammate hadn't spoken to him since the start of the game, and no matter what he asked, the brainless teammate would just nod or shake his head.
Nearly twenty minutes have passed since the quality square, and the only thing a teammate has said is, "Bronya. β
"Well, what's the cloth, how are your skills?"
Nod.
"Then let's go to P City?"
Nod.
"What weapons are you good at? Rifle? β
Shake oneβs head.
There were countless conversations like this, and Yan Xiaojiu even suspected that this girl was a robot.
Indeed, her face is as delicate as a doll but without a trace of expression, and every time she shoots and kills, her movements are precise like a machine - no matter where Yan Xiaojiu goes, she always follows behind, and once she encounters an enemy, she solves the battle before Yan Xiaojiu reacts.
Therefore, he also ended up comfortably in this game, every time Bronya killed the enemy, he only took five 7.62mm bullets, and the rest of the things went into Yan Xiaojiu's pocket, this was the richest game he had ever played in a long time, and the third-level bag was almost filled with medical kits and painkillers.
Just as Yan Xiaojiu was running away with his bag on his back, Bronya suddenly stopped him.
"Blonia has something to tell you."
Yan Xiaojiu thought that he had misheard, and he had already begun to treat Blonia as a dumb person subconsciously.
"Uh, what's the matter?" Yan Xiaojiu didn't dare to offend this great god, so he hurriedly stood upright and waited for the lecture.
"Bronya is looking for someone and needs your help. He was partnered with a girl. β
"Ah, what else?"
"Nope."
"Huh? With this alone, how can you find someone? Yan Xiaojiu asked, "No other information?" β
"That girl is beautiful."
"It's very subjective to be pretty, isn't it...... Can this also be used as a clue to find someone? β
Bronya ignored him, her big eyes unwavering. "You go east, I go west. Notify me if found. I'll make sure you don't get eliminated in this round. β
Yan Xiaojiu glanced at Bronya again, thinking that this little girl really looked too much like a rag doll, and it was a rag doll in a dark fairy tale......