The bullets of the two automatic rifles staggered, and Chen Chuan, who was jumping left and right and trying to show off his skateboard shoes, pressed the gun very steadily.

The bullet screeched into the head of the player lying next to the wheat pile, and finally managed to kill the opponent with a headshot while he still had blood skin left. (The main thing is that the opponent climbs the pile output without dodging)

"If you can force me to this part, I recognize you, I would like to call you ······"

"Please read the original owner's lines carefully, and don't pretend to be overlooked."

“······ Today's wind is a little sad. ”

Chen Chuan, who was pulled back to reality by the system, was indeed a little sad, because he found that he could only handle the instant sniper and the pressure gun.

Those snakeskin moves just now, in fact, 'I'm showing myself.'" ’

I used to think that how to press and how to have spirituality, but it was just an illusion that I felt good about myself.

The positioning needs to be strengthened······

In my heart, I ran to the wheat pile and lay down, took medicine and licked the bag, and watched the barrage in the live broadcast room by the way.

"Don't be reckless in the wheat field, it's all Voldemort, I still want to watch the live broadcast of the brother just now*, Brother Chuan be steady."

"Voldemort is really annoying, every time he enters the circle, he is swept by Voldemort."

"Brother Chuan, steady! Don't swell. If you have a good suit, you should make good use of it, and hurry up and lie down. ”

"Eat chicken, I want to watch people eat live*!"

"This Voldemort is not qualified, he didn't shoot at such a close distance, I'm afraid he is a master of human strokes."

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Well? It seems that what the barrage said also makes some sense.

At such a close distance, the first hand can still be counter-killed, and the movement is indeed improved.

Although it can't be inflated, it can't be arrogant.

Thinking of this, the excitement in Chen Chuan's heart began to rise again.

What's happier than knowing that you're improving?

Well, it seems that there is, and the lottery won the jackpot.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Chuan drank 2 bottles of painkillers in a row after finishing the first-aid kit.

The energy was full, and he threw away the 7.62mm bullet that he had forgotten to throw before, and picked up 3 more smoke bombs from the weight he had cleared.

Just as he was about to squat down and move into the circle, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the headset.

The image quickly took shape in my mind, and a figure was crawling forward from behind his right.

Because of the auspicious suit, this figure obviously hadn't noticed him yet, and was crawling straight towards the circle.

Turning around, I could barely see a figure dressed in black.

No nonsense, the M416's holographic sight opens, and the circular aiming point is pointed at the opponent's head through the wheat stalks.

"Puff Puff ······"

The creeping figure was attacked in vain and immediately wanted to raise his gun to fight back.

But before he could shoot, his blood was emptied and turned into a box after three blows to the head.

After killing this player, Chen Chuan reloaded the M416 magazine while pretending to read the line words deeply.

Before the magazine could be changed, he was still facing the poison circle, and he saw a player crouching and running towards him from a distance.

Behind the player, the poison ring shrinks almost against his ass.

Oh, what should come will always come, this forced Lao Tzu to pretend today, and the gods can't stop it!

The M416 in his hand was replaced by AWM, pretending to chuckle indifferently, "Actually, there is no difficulty in sniping this kind of thing, you see, this person went like this." ”

The moment the magnifier is opened, I see the distance between the crosshair aiming point and the opponent's head, and I swing the mouse in my right hand and tap my index finger.

"Poof!"

Silencer-equipped gunshots rang out, and the player crouched and ran in this direction fell to the ground.

'You used an AWM sniper rifle headshot to knock down qiqiqaaa23'

The system prompt popped up, making Chen Chuan's face change slightly when he wanted to watch the barrage and then read the lines.

It's not a direct kill, this person has teammates.

Immediately changed the AWM back to M416, and while chanting lines in his mouth, he quickly pulled the perspective to observe left and right.

The man didn't see it, but he saw a round grenade suddenly thrown in front of him.

I'm set! I can't pretend to be this anymore!

With a scolding voice, Chen Chuan immediately stood up and jumped to the right of the wheat pile.

Judging by the grenade that was thrown, it would fall to the left of the wheat pile.

Although, by inertia, this grenade will definitely roll forward.

In the end, there will be a deviation in the position, and it will not necessarily blow up to the position where he is lying on his stomach.

But he didn't know if the other party had warmed up, and he didn't dare to bet on whether the grenade would fall to the ground and bloom.

To be cautious, he got up and hid.

As soon as he got up, there was a "poof" sound in front of him.

The dense bullets swept in, and Chen Chuan also saw a figure lying on his stomach outside the range where he could hear the sound.

At the same time, a dense number of bullets swept over from the other direction, causing the green blood flowers on his body to explode, and the amount of blood decreased wildly.

Don't care about looking at the rapid prototyping picture in your mind, the M416's holographic sight turns on in seconds.

The muzzle of the gun shook rapidly, and the mouse in his right hand pulled down steadily and smoothly, sweeping Voldemort in front of him on the left in less than a second.

Walking sideways, he kept moving, following the position where the gunshot came, and the mouse in his right hand swung horizontally.

The gun line turned to the right, and he saw a figure next to the second wheat pile on the right, and the gun in his hand kept spitting at him.

"Today's wind is like the low cry of a dead soul!"

In the deep words, the muzzle of the M416 in his hand shook rapidly.

Bullets burst out of the chamber of the gun, and the player's head from behind the second wheat pile on the right splattered with blood, and they were knocked out by a headshot in an instant.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the grenade thrown by Voldemort in front of the left before exploded, but there was a pile of wheat to cover the shrapnel, and Chen Chuan, who was only bloody, did not fall.

Looking at the kill prompt that jumped out and making sure that the other party had destroyed the team, Chen Chuan quickly finished reading the lines, took out the smoke bomb and threw it in place, and then squatted and ran to the left.

He ran past two wheat piles in a row and lay directly next to the third wheat pile.

Looking back at the place where he threw the smoke bomb, he replaced the magazine for the M416 and ejected the shell with the AWM bolt before starting to spray.

Smoke rises, gradually filling the surroundings.

Suddenly, a little flame swirled into the smoke, and when it landed, there was a 'poof' sound.

The flames swept under the smoke, and Chen Chuan grinned at the sight.

If you finish killing someone and spraying medicine on the spot just now, this is estimated to be cold.

Shifted his perspective to look in the direction where the Molotov cocktail flew out, but he didn't know if it was a terrain problem or too far away, and he didn't see anyone.

When the first aid kit was finished, he tried to pull open a grenade, warmed it up for more than two seconds and threw it.

The grenade crosses a parabola in the air, and it explodes directly on the ground, but jumps without knockdown or killing.

He pursed his lips and looked at the sixth safe zone that had been brushed out, not too far away in the direction of his right-hand side.

Glancing at the number of survivors again, there were 32 left.

With so many people here, these Voldemorts can really hold back.

Complaining in his heart, Chen Chuan took out a smoke bomb, threw it to the right, and threw three in a row before and after, extending to the safety zone.

When the smoke began to rise, he honestly began to crawl into the circle as Voldemort, but it was about ten meters away from where the smoke rose.

Halfway up the crawl, the smoke was filled with explosions, Molotov cocktails falling to the ground, and the sound of automatic rifle fire with silencers attached.

Different voices converged into the headset, forming a wheat field map in Chen Chuan's mind.

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PS: Well, this chapter is written with more than a hundred words, and it is given away for free. Then, here's the fifth update (10,000 words)

Who else!! (Loud sound)

And tomorrow's 10,000······

Damn, I really want to kill myself who wrote a single chapter.