Chapter 42: A Headshot!

Jiangcheng City.

Xuanwu Mountain.

Field Battlefield.

The weather is clear, the sun is shining, and the wind is beautiful.

Ten mecha side by side, lined up, like a metal Great Wall, wisps of morning light splashed down, shining with a cold glow, and the breath was solemn.

- The Ten Commandments.

The Ten Commandments mecha are all named after beasts, which are - dugong, peacock, lynx, demoiselle, swift, partridge, panshan, hawksbill turtle, blood pheasant, and brook salamander.

Mecha have different forms, and their characteristics are also very different, with different biases and advantages.

For example, the dugong, which has a mecha specialty, "Echo", can emit and receive ultrasound waves, has a keen sense, and does not leak water, the tortoiseshell, which specializes in the mecha "Shield", has a strong carapace and has a strong barrier, and the lynx, which specializes in mecha - "Resisting the wind", can spray high-pressure air to speed up its movements, such as running against the wind.

The race has not yet begun, and the foot of the mountain is already crowded.

All major media gathered together, not only David TV, but also online platforms such as Penguin, Youku, and Fighting Shark, which can be described as a luxurious lineup.

It is no wonder that this contest is full of gimmicks, with the sentence "I want to fight ten", and even topped the thousand-degree hot search! Such a highly topical battle naturally made the major media flock to it like flies that smelled blood.

In front of the camera, the members of the Ten Commandments are being interviewed, and everyone looks arrogant and high-spirited.

"I just saw that the ten of you are talking to each other, what are you talking about?"

The one who asked was the platform reporter who had been arranged in advance by the Ten Commandments.

"Bet!"

With just two words, Pei Ying successfully aroused everyone's interest.

"Bet, bet?" the reporter asked.

"A few of our brothers bet," Wu Zhengdao also came over, "Bet that in a few minutes, this battle will become a civil war between our ten brothers." ”

"I'll bet five minutes. Pei Ying raised his right palm and gestured with a "five", "After all, it takes four minutes to search for his traces......"

"Five minutes?"

"Four minutes?"

......

A group of reporters were secretly speechless.

The rules of the survival game are simple, in short, "the leftover is king"!

When the match starts, the Mech Catapult will randomly eject all the Mechs, and the landing point is a matter of luck. After that, the mechs in the field battlefield fought each other, and the last one to survive was the winner.

In Bae Young's lines, five minutes later it becomes a civil war between the Ten Brothers, and the search takes four minutes...... The implication couldn't be more obvious.

Settle the battle in a minute, and one of the ten brothers will not die!

Arrogant!

It's arrogant!

However, reporters are naturally not afraid of big things when they watch the excitement.

This is top-notch news material!

Their eyes rolled, and they were already thinking about how to put on a sensational title.

"If there was a word for your opponent, what would you most like to say?" the reporter continued.

"I just want to say," Pei Ying's lips rose, and a touch of contempt floated in her pupils, "- don't worry, I won't delay you too much." ”

When a group of reporters heard this, they all smiled!

Big news, it's big news!

......

"Hmph! what a big breath!" Ma Xu snorted lightly, his eyebrows raised, "I just don't know if their mecha operation is as hard as their mouth......"

He suddenly turned his head, with a pitiful look: "Brother Zhao, we are scolded like this, can't we talk back......?"

"No! You can't show your face or be interviewed!" Zhao Qian knew his calculations and exercised his veto power, "Wait a little longer!"

"I'll wait until the flowers are also grateful......" Ma Xu cried with a sad face.

"Ma Xu, look at more psychology. Zhao Qian smiled faintly, "You have to leave enough suspense, hang your appetite, and let everyone's attention be attracted...... At that time, when the identity is revealed, it can be a blockbuster!"

"I see. Ma Xu nodded.

"Ma Xu, let me ask you again," Zhao Qian looked suspicious, and couldn't help but confirm, "Your marksmanship is really that powerful?"

"Brother Zhao, you can put a hundred hearts! Young Master Ben's marksmanship, that's a hundred steps through Yang!" Ma Xu made a gun with his hand and made a few shooting gestures to Zhao Qian, "biu!biu!"

Zhao Qian couldn't cry or laugh: Why is it more unreliable the more you look at it?

"Time is too late, let's get over it!" he remembered something, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, only two forms are allowed to be revealed, the black iron form and the blood form!"

"Got it!"

......

Trickery is here.

"Huh, this thing is a trickster's mech?"

"I heard that it's called trickery, why do you look older than my grandfather......

"Can such a mecha still fight?"

......

Many people looked disappointed and felt shocked.

The game was approaching the start of the game, there was no time for interviews, and the trickster did not show up, only the mecha trick appeared.

Moreover, the trickery is not only belated, but even the appearance is quite cold, and he is covered in rusty black, which is very unpleasant.

Fang Qiye glanced at it and sneered: he can't even hype himself, he seems to be still a chick, naΓ―ve, stupid, and not worth it.

Sure enough, the reporters lost interest, let alone the camera, and they didn't even bother to take two pictures, and they gathered around the Ten Commandments.

The game begins.

"Everyone in position, get survival cores and guns!" commanded the referee in a loud voice.

Survival games are games, and the weapons are of course fake weapons, but they are matched with the survival core and can simulate the effect of the real battlefield.

When each mech is loaded with a survival core, it can have 100 HP, which will be reduced according to the "damage" received, and after the health is zero, it will be forced to stiffen and unable to move.

The cameras are focused.

Even, the local tyrant's penguin live broadcast also used several helicopters for aerial photography, which was condescending and had a panoramic view.

"No, isn't it, the young master is so popular?" Xia Lan's face was full of surprise, and he pointed to the computer screen and said, "Look, on Penguin Live, his support rate is 30%!"

"That's not an approval rating. Zhao Qian shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Charan was puzzled.

"There's an old saying that the enemy of your enemy is your friend. Zhao Qianqian smiled and said, "These people are not so much supporting the tricksters, but to stand on the opposite side of the Ten Commandments. ”

Sure enough, the barrage was full of words such as "kill the Ten Commandments" and "the people of the Ten Directions exploded on the spot", and there was no mention of the magician at all.

"Oh......" Xia Lan suddenly couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Tianpeng," Zhao Qian commanded, "look at the outcome of the quiz, this can most intuitively reflect the views of netizens." ”

"Oh. Tian Peng clicked on the webpage and immediately exclaimed, "The winner of the Ten Commandments is actually 100 percent! This is too much ...... disparity."

"What else?" Zhao Qian asked again.

"There are other quizzes. ”

"Sixty percent of people think that a trickster doesn't last more than five minutes. ”

"Ninety percent of people think that a magician won't last more than ten minutes. ”

"Also, ninety percent of the people believe that if they can't kill any magicians, they will be besieged and killed. ”

......

Tianpeng stared at the web page and said one by one.

"A group of short-sighted guys......" Xia Lan snorted angrily when she heard this, "It's too much to use bean bags as dry food!"

"That's a good thing. Zhao Qian smiled.

"Good thing?" Xia Lan wondered again.

"The more the trickster is not favored, the more impact it will give people when he turns the tables!" Zhao Qian's eyes flashed, "Wait!"

After the survival core, each mecha began to choose a firearm.

The trickster stepped forward and picked up an old-fashioned heavy sniper rifle - "Death Howl".

"Death howls, tasteful!"

There was a burst of laughter from the Ten Commandments mecha, and the voice was disdainful.

"It's a shame that we've been planning for so long, and it turns out that the opponent is just a mallet. Pei Ying shook her head with a look of disdain.

"Abuse him severely!" Wu Zhengdao was very excited.

Anyone who knows a little bit knows that "Death Howl" is heavy and inconvenient, and the sound is huge, and the recoil is quite exaggerated, in addition to the domineering appearance, it is simply cumbersome in the survival game.

The correct choice should be an assault rifle, small in size, light in weight, not loud and with the highest forgiveness.

And in the barrage, there is already a lot of mourning.

"It's over...... Is this guy an idiot?"

"One hit ten? I was so arrogant on my lips, I thought it was a bit of real material, but I didn't expect it to be a well, and it was two horizontally and vertically!"

"Don't look at it, it's a waste of time!"

......

The Trickster's approval rating has plummeted, and in just a moment, it has dropped to five percent!

"So fast?" Xia Lan's face was full of depression.

"Normal," Zhao Qian was not surprised, shook his head and said, "These people are not fans of tricksters, they just want to see the Ten Commandments deflated." At the moment, they think that the trickster is not playing, and of course they will not support it. ”

The Ten Commandments mechs stepped forward and chose weapons one after another.

There are different types of long guns and short guns, but the most chosen is the assault rifle - "Shadow Blade".

"It's been a long time since I've played a few games, everyone, hurry up. In the mecha dugong, Pei Ying's voice came, with a thick arrogance.

Sou!

The catapults swirled rapidly, and one after another mechs ejected out and landed on the ground.

The dugong raised his gun, and after a dodge action of rolling on the spot, he perceived his surroundings with an echo, and his tactical movements were standard and regular, heroic and extraordinary.

"He is worthy of being the captain of the Ten Commandments, with agile and flexible operations and standard tactical movements. One reporter exclaimed, saying in front of the camera, "He should be the most likely to kill the trickster." ”

Bang!

A heavy gunshot echoed, tearing through the sky.

"Huh, is the battle over?"

"Who's shooting? so fast?"

"Wait, it's the dugong that has fallen!"

The last sentence immediately caused an uproar!

The camera shifted the camera, only to see the dugong lying on the ground, his body glowing red, his health had reached zero, and he couldn't move.

"It's just one shot, how can the health return to zero?" a reporter asked.

"Look at the gunshot marks, it's a headshot!" Another reporter observed for a while, suddenly reacted, and exclaimed, "It's a headshot!"

"A headshot?"

Exclamations echoed.

In survival games, guns of different power will cause different lethality depending on the location of the hit.

But one thing is certain, hitting the eyebrows and heart, no matter what kind of firearm, is a one-hit kill!

The whole group of journalists is boiling!

The dignified captain of the Ten Commandments was actually shot in the head at the beginning!

That's the real big news!