Chapter 770: The worst start in history

The first game was a TPP-mode entertainment match, and as everyone entered the custom room, the interface paused for a moment on the loading screen with the words PUBG, and the screen flashed back into brightness.

The island, the blue sky, the square, the airliner that broke into two.

Familiar elements and scenes, the first game is on the island basemap.

At the apex of Chu Sheng, above his head, there is a huge four-sided giant screen, which is broadcast in real time for the audience in the arena.

Chu Sheng glanced up at the huge screen, which was even bigger than the screen he saw on the basketball court on the TV, which made people always have the illusion that they would fall and kill people.

After Chu Sheng entered the game, without saying a word, he ran directly towards the wooden table and wooden chair next to the birth island, there were all kinds of guns and bullets on the table, Chu Sheng quickly found the dark green AM sniper rifle, snatched all twenty bullets, and then began to reload and shoot.

In Chu Sheng's opinion, this may be the last time this game touches the gun.

The audience also seemed to understand Chu Sheng's thoughts, after all, in the previous waiting time, Chu Sheng would never run here to get a gun.

"Chu Sheng also knows in his heart, it is estimated that the real nightmare will come later, pick up the best gun before hitting the road, fire a few shots to feel it, and then rest assured that you will go on the road!"

"This one is available!"

Two days ago, I saw Chu Sheng pretending to be forced to slap his face, and the sailors felt that this guy's nostrils must be pouting to the sky.

Now that he is on the throne at the top of the mountain, he is waiting for other opponents to climb the mountain to challenge him, what a momentum.

After Chu Sheng loaded his bullets, it was rare for the machine to experience all kinds of gorgeous instantaneous snipers, shooting at the enemy's head one by one.

Pros rarely wait time to play with guns, and it's only in online matchmaking rounds that you can see a swarm of players, rushing to the wooden table to grab their weapons, and then shooting indiscriminately at the spawn island.

There are also players who jump containers and tail fins of airplanes.

But the pros basically stand in place, waiting for the countdown to end, with their hands off the keyboard and not much movement.

Some people are just holding hand warmers and constantly rubbing their hands to ensure their hot feel and keep their fingers stiff due to a long period of inactivity.

Chu Sheng was alone and shot next to him to entertain himself, but the player who was hit was immediately unhappy.

"Who is so idle that they still shoot during the countdown?"

"This man isn't endless, is he? ”

Soon, twenty .300 Magnum bullets were all knocked out by Chu Sheng, and Chu Sheng took another M24 in his hand, as well as thirty rounds of 7.62 mm bullets.

Because when the countdown is waiting, the players do not have a health bar, so naturally there will be no knockdown, and it is impossible to judge the identity of the shooter.

Chu Sheng shot very accurately, even if it was an imperceptible target like the M24, Chu Sheng could accurately hit the target in motion from a distance of 100 meters.

This one has no complaining value, but Chu Sheng's mastery and control of firearms, to say a cliché, is not what it used to be.

Today is a great improvement over yesterday.

If you want to say that Chu Sheng's real strength has been at the level of a professional player before, then his current personal strength has become a first-line player, and he is only one line away from the top.

This time, it's not the experience that improves, it's the reflexes.

Chu Sheng truly realized what this system gave him, not an incomparably powerful ability, but a key that could unlock his own potential.

It's like a sports car, he can run 180 miles not because of this number engraved on the dashboard, but because his own power and engine allow him to run so fast!

Because he is a sports car himself, he can accelerate to 180 miles!

If it were a Xiali, even if it was given a system to stimulate its potential, it would only burst out at a speed of one hundred and thirty miles at most.

Chu Sheng was showing his marksmanship before the game started today, and some players who didn't move the keyboard to wait saw that the gun could shoot his head, and all kinds of difficult shooting actions, and he guessed the identity of this person in surprise after a while.

I am afraid that only Chu Sheng can use a sniper rifle to aim at this effect.

It's a pity that the game hasn't officially started yet, and the director's camera has been stuck on the big map and the countdown, and the picture has not been switched to the individual, and I can't see Chu Sheng's wonderful display of marksmanship.

With the backstage broadcasts ready, the ten-minute countdown finally turned into thirty seconds.

All the players had solemn expressions, this time they had no teammates, and all they could rely on was their own strength.

As the countdown ended and everyone boarded the plane, the charity invitational officially kicked off.

The route of this flight is quite strange, starting from Port N and flying to City S, which is due north of the map.

航线只能飞百分之六十左右的地方,剩下大片地方都需要落地找载具才能到达。

But for the pros, it's not very important.

After all, this is not a 100-person parachute jump, and there are only 64 competitors in total.

The land is sparsely populated, and as long as the beginning is not deliberately reckless, everyone can find a piece of land to develop.

As for whether the development is good or not, it depends on how bold you are!

When we reached the middle of the airport island, many competitors jumped down in an instant.

The airport's C-shaped building and the police station, including the terminal, are all places with abundant resources, and if you can grab a star and a half, at least the early stage of the situation will be easy to get through.

There are also three or two people in Port N, and the "tacit understanding" is scattered in the container and housing area.

Chu Sheng's name is also particularly conspicuous among everyone, and the location where he landed his parachute is not a popular area, but the TV station tower at the airport.

The TV station tower is two floors on this side, and the slap is bigger.

Chu Sheng looked left and right, and suddenly his eyelids jumped wildly.

"Is there anyone robbing this kind of place ™?" Chu Sheng suddenly saw that there was a parachute behind him, and the position was the same as his side.

就好像是吃了X一样难受,这下面还有一个广播电视台的基站,去那边不行啊! I have to come to a place to grab something!

In the eyes of the audience, it was funny, and it was no one else who was vying for the position with Chu Sheng, a player from Black.

Although I don't know how to choose the point, this wave of chance encounters is a coincidence.

Chu Sheng controlled the umbrella and landed directly on the balcony on the second floor, while the other player turned around and landed directly at the back door of the first floor.

There was nothing on the balcony, Chu Sheng's eyelids were beating wildly, and his heart was even more worried.

Quickly push open the door and you'll be greeted by a pan.

Maybe it was the increase in the magnification of the assault rifle in the competition mode two days ago, so that Chu Sheng did not have that obvious non-chief experience, and now he changed back to the entertainment mode, and suddenly he had to experience the pleasure of landing on the frying pan, Chu Sheng said that he was very uncomfortable and almost fainted.