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"The stimulation of the real meow ......" Duan Mo wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, quickly lay on the ground, and slowly approached the enemy's box. The walls on both sides were already full of bullet holes, and although the two of them had only fired three shots combined, in close combat, the power of * was indeed not comparable to that of other guns.

The enemy had just landed, and there was nothing of value left in the box except for a few ammo. Duan Mo's determination just now was shattered by this sudden firefight, and he hurriedly smashed open the glass of a nearby room and got in.

"Grade 3 A! Grade 3 A! ”

Duan Mo's eyes wandered, only hoping to find a sturdy body armor on the ground, only a third-level armor could bring him a sense of security at this moment.

The gunfire was still loud outside, and Duan Mo tiptoed to search several rooms one after another, only finding a second-level helmet and a tattered second-level body armor, as well as an S12K.

The S12K is of the same family as the AK47 assault rifle, and the body adopts the design structure of many rifles, so it can be fitted with many rifle accessories, and the corresponding power is also reduced. Duan Mo felt that it was too dangerous to carry two S686 on his back, and if he didn't kill the enemy at the slightest deviation, he would die immediately under the gun, so he picked up an S12K self-defense, which can reach a capacity of eight rounds after installing an expanded magazine, which is relatively friendly to rookies.

Then Duan Mo took out a pack of bandages from the corner, and after using them all in one go, he finally replenished his health to about seventy percent.

"Okay," Duan Mo took a deep breath and adjusted his state, "Start the hunting operation!" ”

Duan Mo listened to the deafening gunfire around him, and he was still a little panicked, as a veteran of the game, there were not a few players who had killed, but in the past, he had shot at each other from a distance of nearly 100 meters, relying on the overwhelming bullets to drown the opposite side, but now in close hand-to-hand combat, how could Duan Mo be worthy.

It's the same killing, bombing with * across thousands of miles and stabbing with a knife are completely different feelings.

"Lao Tzu is a high-level player, I'm afraid of hair!" Duan Mo pushed the door open, his ears began to carefully search for nearby sounds, and he wanted to pick out the closest one to him from the chaotic gunfire. The cottage he was in had only one floor, and across from it was a small three-story building. In general, there are definitely enemies to hide in such buildings, because every player knows how important it is to occupy the high ground.

Sure enough, Duan Mo had just gone out when he heard the gunshots on the roof of the building, and it seemed that there was an enemy happily sniping around at this moment.

Duan Mo touched the wall of the small building, his steps were extremely light and slow, he walked into the small building along the half-covered door, and quietly approached the stairs.

Duan Mo wished that he had a pair of cat's feet, he bent down and slowly climbed the stairs, trembling every time he turned a corner, for fear that the enemy would ambush him on the stairs.

If he really met the enemy on the stairs, Duan Mo would have only one way to die, this staircase was extremely narrow, even less than two meters, and the enemy would only need one shot to be condescending, and Duan Mo's second-level helmet would be shattered and there would not even be slag left.

Fortunately, the person on the top of the building didn't seem to notice Duan Mo, and still didn't shoot in the distance, Duan Mo reached the second floor quietly, then took a deep breath, stood up straight, changed his previous caution, and strode to the roof.

When he climbed to the second floor, because he was separated by one floor from the enemy, as long as he was careful enough, he would not be heard. But now that he has to climb to the third floor, no matter how careful he is, it is useless, the enemy will still hear it, so it is better to speed up and make a surprise attack.

Duan Mo already knew the structure of the third floor well, and he had already thought about where the enemy might hide during the stairs - behind the stairs.

This kind of small building is narrow, only behind the stairs is convenient for Tibetans, and Duan Mo's rich experience allows him to make a wise judgment, and thus save a small life.

Duan Mo almost flew up to the third floor, and at the moment he rushed up, Duan Mo immediately turned around one hundred and eighty degrees, and fired two shots at the back of the stairs without looking.

"Bang bang!"

The body of the S686 gun shook, and Duan Mo felt that what he was holding in his hand was simply a small steel cannon.

The enemy was indeed hiding behind the stairs, and when Duan Mo was sprinting, he had just noticed that something was wrong, and immediately squatted behind the stairs, intending to use Duan Mo's shooting blind spot to kill him the moment Duan Mo rushed out. It's just that this enemy didn't expect that Duan Mo seemed to be an unpredictable prophet and shot directly at his location.

So he failed to blow Duan Mo's head, but instead his desert gray helmet shattered into pieces.

*The battle between them has always been like a duel between two peerless swordsmen - it only takes a fraction of a second to decide the winner.

Duan Mo snorted proudly, walked to his box and looked at it a few times, and after taking away a few bottles of drinks, he was thinking about his next target, when suddenly footsteps came from downstairs.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind?" Duan Mo raised his eyebrows, but after listening carefully, he found that the footsteps did not come up.

The people downstairs were constantly wandering, their footsteps were chaotic and completely undisguised, Duan Mo listened for a moment and found that he was going around the house in circles.

Duan Mo was sure that he had been exposed, because the sound of S686 just now was as loud as thunder, and even the deaf could hear it clearly. But why didn't the enemy come up?

You won't want to - throw a grenade, right?!

It must be so!

Duan Mo's thought had just come to mind, and the window shattered!

Duan Mo exerted force under his feet, smashed the glass hard, and jumped directly from the third floor, his jump was likely to fall directly on the enemy's face, but he couldn't care about it anymore, only to fight to the death, Duan Mo just flew out, * exploded behind him, and the air wave supported Duan Mo's body, allowing him to advance another meter or two in the air, at this time Duan Mo had landed, and he saw a flower in front of him, a man in a white shirt was looking up at him, and he was about to shoot!

The moment Duan Mo's feet touched the ground, he used a magic skill that he had never used before!

Five-body throwing Dafa!

As soon as he landed, his knees softened, and the whole person lay on the ground, a set of movements in one go, and to outsiders, Duan Mo seemed to be directly slapped on the ground in a "big" posture!

The white-shirted enemy was stunned, but he still shot in his hand, he was originally aiming at Duan Mo's head and chest, who knew that Duan Mo actually lay directly on the ground, so this shot missed, and the steel ball whistled over Duan Mo's head!

Duan Mo didn't have time to think about it, the conditioned reflex generally shot, and the S686 had two more shots, and it was successfully counter-killed!

From the explosion to Duan Mo's killing of the enemy, the whole process was not even a second, but dozens of thoughts flashed through Duan Mo's mind, and he finally chose the five-body throwing method.

Seeing the white shirt fall, Duan Mo didn't even dare to come out, and his heart was full of happiness for the rest of his life.

His heart was beating fast, and he kept muttering, "It's so exciting, it's so fucking exciting—"

From the time he landed to the present, Duan Mo danced on the tip of the knife every time he killed the enemy, and he would die if he was not careful, even when he was besieged by dozens of people in the purgatory mode, Duan Mo had never been so suspenseful.

He lay on the ground and gasped for breath, not daring to move again. Killing three enemies in a row, Duan Mo's points are already quite a lot, as long as this momentum continues, eight thousand points is not completely impossible......

The frenzied battle had gone on so far, and there were still about twenty survivors, and the gunfire became more and more sparse until it completely dissipated, and all of them began to hide.

However, the system will not allow players to survive in secret, and the safe zone has begun to shrink slowly. Originally, the safe zone was only less than two kilometers around P-City, but as the poison gas slowly advanced, the safe zone began to shrink to a small hill to the west of the city.

Duan Mo is in the eastern part of P City at the moment, if he wants to enter the safe zone, he must pass through the entire P City - P City at this time is even more terrifying than the eighteenth layer of hell, let Duan Mo pass through the entire city, it is better to let him commit suicide directly.

Complaining is complaining, Duan Mo still quickly got up, poured three or four bottles of drinks in one go, and prepared to run the poison. From the time he landed to the present, Duan Mo had no chance to seriously search for supplies, almost all of his equipment was taken from the enemy, so he only had these few bottles of drinks on his body. But now is not the time to cherish the things outside of his body, Duan Mo looked at the narrow streets of P City, and his heart was as sad as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

The poisonous gas moved as soon as he said it, and followed closely behind Duan Mo, Duan Mo ran wildly, and didn't care about any concealment, and ran directly down the road. After running for dozens of meters, Duan Mo found that no one hit him, and gradually relieved himself. Seeing that he was about to enter the safe zone, the entire P City was silent, Duan Mo secretly sighed, didn't he redeem Nuoyi's sincerity move God?

Thinking like this, Duan Mo glanced at it and saw that there was actually a person standing in a hut on the edge of the safe zone!

The man was wearing a green first-class helmet on his head, and he was constantly bending down to stand up, bending over and standing up, obviously licking his bag, and he didn't notice Duan Mo passing by at all.

Duan Mo's eyes rolled, and he stopped suddenly, and the poisonous gas behind him instantly surpassed him, and Duan Mo began to lose health. But he didn't care - the points in front of him were obviously more valuable than dropping a little blood.

Duan Mo slowly approached, and the enemy was still licking his bag unhurriedly - the two of them were only a dozen meters away from the safe zone, and this enemy probably wanted to collect more supplies before entering the safe zone for a decisive battle.

Duan Mo touched behind him, quietly walked into the house, and walked until he was only three meters away from him, and the enemy still didn't look back-

"It's really stupid—" Duan Mo was secretly happy, and carefully aimed at the enemy's green helmet, and only fired one shot, which easily ended his life.

After firing the shot, Duan Mo looked at his empty backpack, hesitated for half a second, and walked over to lick the bag, after all, he couldn't enter the safe zone without being poor anyway.

The green helmet did have some good things on it, Duan Mo took three or four first-aid kits and was about to leave, when he heard a burst of footsteps outside.

"How can there be anyone?" Duan Mo looked at his blood volume, just after eating poison for a minute, he had already lost two-thirds of his health, and the footsteps stayed outside the house, obviously intending to come in.

There are two doors in the front and back of the hut, Duan Mo slipped in through the front door, and the footsteps happened to be at the back door at the moment. The white pear door was closed, and the sound of rustling was constantly heard from outside. Duan Mo hid behind the door, holding a first-aid kit while waiting for the moment when the enemy broke through the door.