At 7:30 p.m., there was a huge conference room on the top floor of the New York City Center Building, but by this time it had been converted into a command center, and hundreds of staff members were busy running around, entering various data on the central control computer to confirm the status of each contestant.

Every year, Freedom Day is a grand carnival live broadcast, with huge gambling games, hundreds of billions of funds circulating in it, and only those who are really powerful can get tickets to participate.

What's more, only politicians from various countries and billionaires with a net worth of more than 100 billion can send people to participate in this game.

A long-haired beauty receives data from a computer test, "Contestant No. 5, Mr. Madison is already in place." Mr. Andrew has paid a deposit of $160 million for him, and he will enjoy a full set of weapons, and the first class departure site is the New York Penitentiary! ”

A middle-aged man who looked like a supervisor walked briskly, stopped in front of his long-haired female subordinate, and carefully examined the data in front of him.

"Wow, that guy Andrew is afraid that he took out all the bonuses from last year, it seems that Madison is in good shape this year, and that old guy dares to bet so hard!" The supervisor publishes this information to the publicity platform.

Above the staff's heads is a circular suspended platform, filled with rich people from all over the world, all discussing the news of Freedom Day and planning to get a piece of the party!

The change in the information on the company's platform has attracted the attention of many wealthy people.

"Last year, Madison's amazing performance made him win the fifth place in the bounty, and Andrew almost earned 200 million in bonuses, and this year this old bastard has made such a heavy bet, I'm afraid that Madison's strength has improved again!" A wealthy man from Russia analyzes the situation for his friend.

"Maybe Andrew's old guy didn't have the confidence to make such a big bet, and it might be possible to unlock a full set of weapons and equipment and a first-level starting point." A woman with long burgundy hair and a hot figure teased.

"Anna, you don't know Andrew's bastard, he will never do anything that he is not sure of, and if Madison is not in good shape, he would rather give up this opportunity than send Madison to a dead end! After all.. Haha, that's people's privacy, I can't talk nonsense! The Russian tycoon seemed to have thought of something very interesting, and kept patting his thigh and laughing.

The red-haired beauty, who was originally aroused by curiosity, wanted to listen to it, but when she saw her friend's performance, she suddenly lost interest.

"Oh, look at that, Mr. President generously lent his bodyguard, and last year's bounty No. 1 sin angel is back on his stage!" Yushchenko, the Russian tycoon before, suddenly looked excited, his face flushed and shouted and cheered, as if a fanatical star chaser had seen his idol.

At this time, the information of the No. 1 contestant appeared on the big screen, Sean, the Angel of Sin! The picture shows a short-haired white man, with a thin body and an ordinary appearance, the kind of character who is unremarkable and thrown in the crowd and you don't look at it again.

He is a retired Navy SEAL who retired from the military and moved to the White House security service, where he was responsible for the president's travel security. He is a good husband and has a wife whom he loves dearly, but unfortunately his wife has leukemia and needs a lot of money for treatment.

In desperation, he was pushed onto this bloody altar and fought for the bounty.

He can be said to be a good person, he did not kill any innocent people, but killed all the contestants who had a bounty above him!

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few people near Madison's spawn point and the bounty accumulation was too slow, the two would have been very likely to face each other!

Everyone is looking forward to them playing against other single-digit players, and it will be a feast for the eyes! A treat for the senses!

"Player No. 2 is already in place."

"Player No. 6 is already in place."

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Soon, several new messages were swiped on the big screen of the control center. There were a few more players in place, including some of the top-numbered contestants.

"Player 2981 chooses the trigger mode."

Quite a few people frowned, not understanding what the trigger pattern meant. Whisper to each other and ask some experienced seniors.

And some of them had a wicked smile.

Anna is one of those whisperers, curiously asking her friends questions about trigger patterns.

Yushchenko put away a wicked smile and patiently explained to his friend that the so-called trigger mode is to put the contestant on the battlefield without his knowledge, and only activate his competition equipment when he faces other contestants.

In this mode, the mortality rate of participants is much higher than that of other participants, so the deposit they need to pay will be very low, which lowers the barrier to entry in disguise.

There were a few opportunistic guys who wanted to try this model and send some of the collected killers into this meat grinder, but unfortunately those killers didn't even survive the first wave, and the boss behind them naturally lost their money.

It seems that this year, there are no more people who want to try this game!

After explaining to his friend, Yushchenko started working on the laptop in front of him, trying to see who this unlucky guy really was. But his punters set up anonymity, which frustrated a lot of people.

Forget it, the left and right are just some insignificant little people. Yushchenko comforted himself with this.

It's 7:32 p.m., and the second safety point has been holding out for half an hour, and now it's almost breached by the powerful fire of the hunting troops!

It's a bank where the snipers deployed by the scavengers have been cleared by the hunting force with drones**, and now they are only holding back the attackers with the favorable terrain.

In the fierce gunfire, Park Dong-seok jumped over various obstacles like a dexterous ape and quietly touched the roof of the bank.

In order not to affect his climbing movements, he only carried a pistol and a few ** with him.

Stopping in front of an unoccupied office, he tried to gently pull the window open, but suddenly there was a slight resistance from his hand, and he stopped smartly and began to check the area around the window.

Sure enough, a ** was arranged as a pull-type trap and installed on the window, if there was really an intruder, it would be blown to pieces immediately, and it also alerted the defenders downstairs.

Park Dong-seok guessed that there should be a guard in this room, but it should be that the battle below was too fierce, and all the defenses on the top floor were drained.

He carefully used his tactical knife to cut the drawing line in the trap and entered the room without incident. Once discovered, this trap is essentially useless.