Yang Fan, who thought that he was nourished by love, slept so soundly on this night of adventure, as if he had a dream, this dream was very long, very sweet, and very beautiful, he was immersed in it and did not want to wake up.

"Rookie—"

"Rookie—"

There was a chirping cry in his ears, and he covered his ears, turned around, and continued to fall into the dream he had created.

"Su Weiwei—"

"What's wrong, what's wrong." Yang Fan reflexively woke up.

"She ran away."

"What!? Ran away!? Without asking why, he went to look for it.

The BB machine stopped in front and said lightly: "Don't look for it, she left in the middle of the night, and it is estimated that she has already left this island." ”

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Tell you what you're doing, a kiss goodbye on the spot? I kiss you goodbye, and in the night of madness, my heart waits to meet sorrow—"

Yang Fan slapped it with a palm, interrupting the impromptu singing of the BB machine, "People should be polite to each other, I met her once, at such an important parting moment, I feel that as a friend, it is necessary to act for each other, what do you think?" ”

BB machine calmly analyzed: "I see that you have spoken in a weird way in the past two days, and what makes me most sad is that you have learned to talk about those useless truths, I still like the simple and rude you who pretended to be stupid before." ”

"Bricks, you must know that people will change, and they must learn to grow slowly......" he said, and accidentally found five life cards on the ground, which suddenly appeared in front of his eyes like magic.

Confused, he turned to the BB machine for help.

"It's her."

"Sure enough, she must be the special assessment content of the exercise, because of my good performance, so I won the reward of the competition." In Yang Fan's subconscious, Su Weiwei has always been a good person, and she has nothing to do with the role of a bad person.

"Now I have seven life cards, and I'm not far from victory......" he said to himself.

The BB interrupted coldly, "It's 10:45, and there's still an hour and 15 minutes until the end of the game......"

"What!?" He was so frightened that he jumped up.

"An hour and fourteen minutes."

"I'll go, why are you waking me up now, what do you want!"

"No way, I just woke up."

Yang Fan hurriedly stuffed the game console and BB machine into his trouser pocket, and waved forward, "Let's go!" ”

"An hour and thirteen minutes."

"I know, I know, don't rush, everything is under my control."

His speed is steadily improving, he doesn't dare to procrastinate, time waits for no one!

After groping their way out of the forest, they finally arrived at the lumberyard, which was empty, deserted except for a few logs in the distance, exposed to the sun.

Yang Fan rummaged inside and out, and found no trace of any player, but he could see the traces left by the fight, and many weapon shells were left at the scene, from which he found a Thomson submachine gun, and the magazine was full of bullets, which can be said to be an unexpected gain.

"I guess the rest of the players are gathered in the dock fishing village." He muttered.

In the cargo hold, a brand new car caught his attention, the door was open, and the car keys were inserted, as if waiting for his own driver, he tried to start, and succeeded.

"Why didn't anyone drive it?"

Yang Fan thought about this problem, and finally came to the conclusion that driving is easy to expose the target, and naturally becomes the object of being set on fire, and there seems to be no need to use it when there is no need to hurry. Moreover, for the sniper ability of special forces, the moving car is just a live target, and it is undoubtedly giving people heads.

However, the fact is very clear at the moment: he is in a desperate hurry.

"Fifty minutes left." The BB machine chimes the time every minute, and it looks like it is doing its duty.

He looked at the locator, it was five kilometers from the last airfield, not far, but not close.

"There may be one player, or two or three players left, and if you continue to walk forward, you will have to face threats and challenges from other players one by one, and even if you win in the end, I am afraid that time will be stretched."

"But if you drive into the dock fishing village, the danger factor seems to be a bit high."

"What to do ......"

Yang Fan paced, muttering incessantly, his hands stirring together, and the whole person was in a little bad state.

"Forty-nine minutes left."

"Fight!"

Distraught by the BB machine, he decides to give it a go and drive straight in, taking the opportunity to attract the attention of the remaining players and luring everyone out for a life-and-death duel.

Along the way, Yang Fan heard the faint sound of the sea surging in the sea, and as he gradually approached the dock fishing village, the sound became clearer and more majestic, constantly beating his chest, resonating with his heart.

His heart was pounding!

As far as the eye can see, you can see that the boundless sea is sparkling under the sun, which looks magnificent and breathtaking.

"Rush! Let's fight to the death! He stepped on the gas hard and headed for the final victory.

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Terminals, abandoned airfields.

"Well, you won the game, are you happy?"

"You know, I didn't even think about winning, it was all about helping you."

"I kept saying that I was helping, and in the end, I actually enjoyed it myself and became the final winner!?"

Zhang Guangshun grabbed Zhu Tianli's collar and forced him into a corner, his whole face distorted because of anger. Since he was killed yesterday, he has taunted and insulted each other more than once, and even punched and kicked each other.

For the fact of failure, until this moment, he still can't accept it.

Zhu Tianli, who was tall and tall, spread out his hands, his expression was an extremely incommensurate grievance, and he said helplessly: "You really can't blame me, didn't I completely follow your instructions to lure the enemy?" ”

"Why didn't you shoot earlier, knowing that there was someone behind me? You say! ”

"But in order to cover you, I was shot many times at that time, and my health was only less than 10, and my speed couldn't compare to the other party."

"Damn! It's all an excuse! You're a fucking bastard, and if I don't end up becoming a full-fledged special forces, I'm not done with you! Zhang Guangshun let go of his hand and scolded hatefully, he just took the opportunity to vent, in fact, he also knew that the other party had done everything he could, and there was nothing to blame.

Zhu Tianli didn't refute either, he lowered his head and sorted out his clothes, and said calmly: "Don't worry, this is just one of the assessments, your performance has been among the best before, and you will definitely be able to enter the official army." ”

"Who knows what those perverted instructors think, and we don't even know how many people will be selected in the end."

"That's too, I can't guess them."

"If I can't pass the test, I'm doomed." Zhang Guangshun squatted in the corner, his expression suddenly heavy, and some bad premonitions took root in his heart, making him feel uneasy.

Zhu Tianli followed and sat on the ground, "Is it serious?" ”

"There is no better choice."

The two men looked at each other and did not speak again.

In the open space outside, all the losing players have returned, and they are waiting for the final winner.

"Why hasn't there been any movement, it's past eleven o'clock, as long as the time comes, the game will be declared over, and it's useless to gather ten life cards at that time."

"Well, what are they waiting for?"

"How many people are left?"

"Five."

"Who are they?"

So this group of idle reservists looked around and read out the names of players who were not at the end of the line, and the results were incomplete, and there was one less person who was not found.

"Don't look for it, the rest of the person is Yang Fan, and he is still struggling." Zhao Jie walked into the center of the discussion and announced the news with his head held high, as if it was an honor.

"What!?"

"Impossible, I don't believe it."

"Don't be funny, Zhao Jie."

All of them showed a look of surprise, followed by skepticism, and then a denial, how could they believe that the man could hold out until the end?

Ye Yongliang stood up, he put on a contemplative appearance with his cheeks up, and said seriously: "No, it is absolutely possible, with Yang Fan's character, he must have been Voldemort from the beginning of the game, no matter what he encounters, he will not show up, let alone have a head-on conflict with people, as long as the game is officially over, he will automatically and consciously come to the end." ”

"yes, that's how it should be."

"Unique insights, masters, point out the key to the problem."

This speculation was immediately recognized by many people.

"Fuck your shit, Ye Yongliang, don't spew blood here." Zhao Jie pointed at the other party and shouted loudly.

Ye Yongliang just smiled, "Whether I am a bloody person or not depends on me, but on whether anyone has seen Yang Fan and had a face-to-face confrontation with him, everyone says yes, right?" ”

"Yes, I swear I've never seen that kid from Yang Fan."

"Neither do I."

"Me too."

Everyone gave the same answer - they had never seen Yang Fan, which was also the answer that Ye Yongliang knew in advance.

Zhao Jie glanced at the audience, wanting to speak, but couldn't speak. I want to say that it is because he has really seen Yang Fan and witnessed the other party shooting; I can't say it because my brother shot at himself who was killed.

What an embarrassing picture.

"Uhhh

"Tutu Tu—"

"Bang bang bang-"

"Boom-"

Almost at the same time, gunfire erupted, kicking off the much-anticipated duel.

The car, driven straight towards the village in the rain of bullets, had no intention of stopping, and countless bullets hit the car, making a screeching sound and sparks flying everywhere.

"Boom!"

Under the gaze of all the people, the car that was already filled with black smoke exploded in the firelight, and the deafening explosion shocked every reserve soldier present.

"There's someone in the back!" I don't know who exclaimed loudly, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a new climax.

I saw the player who fell from the sky, holding a submachine gun, running, shooting wildly, like a god of death, to end the final battle of the sweep.

"It's Yang Fan!"