Two days later, in the middle of the night.

"Jingle bell jingle bell!"

The alarm clock made a noise like crazy, Ye Ge opened his eyes, took a picture of the alarm clock, and the room was quiet in an instant.

"I was well hydrated and I had a lot of energy, the only problem was that I was pressed for time and couldn't remember much, but it was the best I could do."

Turn on the mobile phone and click into the live broadcast room, and the scarlet countdown is less than half an hour.

Ye Ge sat on the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette, quietly waiting for time to pass, as if returning to the days when the college entrance examination was approaching, and the tension and sense of expectation in his heart were not for outsiders.

Only those who have gone through the college entrance examination can understand what it is like now.

When there was still a minute left in the countdown, Ye Ge turned on the camera of the second-hand mobile phone and aimed it at his position, the second-hand mobile phone was connected to the charging cable, and there was no need to worry about running out of power, the only thing to worry about was that the memory card was only 128G, but it was enough for Ye Ge who wanted to confirm some things.

"Here we are."

Extinguishing the cigarette butt, Ye Ge stared at the last few seconds, deliberately not touching the phone, but Ye Ge didn't see what was happening clearly, and it was dark in front of him.

By the time he could open his eyes, he was in a less friendly room.

The sky outside the window has darkened,

There was a rancid smell of blood mixed with musty smell, there were several bullet holes in the wall, but there were no bullet casings left on the ground, the old-fashioned radiators behind him were full of rust, the wallside cabinet and wardrobe were violently pushed to the ground, and there was nothing inside, and there was only a torn woman's long skirt and women's underwear randomly thrown on the ground on the double bed, and there seemed to be a large dark red blood stain sticking to it.

The empty solid wood bookcase was pressed diagonally on the inside of the tattered security door, the lock of the bathroom door was violently smashed, the glass of the balcony was shattered, and the whole room was in a mess as if it had been ransacked by a mob.

Just being in this environment, Ye Ge was adrenaline-pumping.

Ye Ge, who looked around, had already experienced the friendliness of the Tarkov people before he saw a living person, and noticed the swirl icon flashing in his sight, Ye Ge hid in the stinky bathroom with his waist bent and began to check his own situation.

[Temporary Support Skill] (30 seconds to choose the time, will not be retained after leaving the live stream)

Mastery of Russian: 20 points,

Basic Gun Mastery (can skillfully operate most firearms and weapons): 30 points,

Sensitivity Officer (enhances sight, smell and hearing): 40 points

In terms of practicality, basic gun mastery and agility officers are the most useful, and choosing Russian mastery may be able to communicate with the local scavengers in Tarkov and reach a peace consensus.

It's just that the Asian face that looks a little stupid in the broken mirror makes Ye Ge completely dispel the idea of mastering the Russian language, sometimes the face is not correct, and no matter how much he says, he can't communicate, Mao Zi doesn't discriminate against friends in the south.

"You can't have a fluke mentality, everything is based on survival as the first priority."

slapped himself hard, and in the pain, the man who made a stupid expression in the broken mirror had a little bit of a ruthless appearance - at least when he bared his teeth, he was no longer the kind of eggless soft egg who looked like he wanted to bully.

If you don't choose a temporary support skill in the past thirty seconds, it will be regarded as an automatic abandonment, and compared to two temporary skills, Ye Ge needs one more life to increase the error tolerance.

[The live broadcast room is open, the anchor can turn on or off the barrage at will, the current number of people in the live broadcast room: 0]

[Side Quest: Kill the Daredevil, the Grim Reaper roaming Tarkov will take everyone's life fairly.]

Base Mission: Survive 168 hours (1 week) in the city of Tarkov,

Advanced Mission: Break through the joint military blockade of the UN peacekeeping forces and the Russian Federation and escape from the city of Tarkov,

Advanced Mission: Obtain the latest research results from the Terra Group's secret laboratory in Tarkov City, inject SEγIII. type drugs, and complete body enhancement.

Note: The basic tasks of each live broadcast will change, side quests, advanced quests and high-level quests will not change, the rewards of side quests can be superimposed, high-level tasks are the ultimate goal of the current world, and completing high-level tasks will get the highest live evaluation and get a lot of points rewards]

didn't have the time to care about the things in the live broadcast room, Ye Ge's attention was all on the three tasks,

Although the basic mission is difficult, there is some possibility of completing it by hiding in a corner, and the advanced mission and the high-level mission are basically equivalent to single-handedly fighting all the armed forces in Tarkovry, and he doesn't have to think about it with his current ability.

"Let's live this week before we think about anything else."

After making up his mind, Ye Ge began to check his equipment.

The man in the mirror has short black hair, a dark red long-sleeved plaid shirt, long-legged light-colored jeans, black cotton socks, and a pair of Adidas sneakers, but nothing else.

Weapons, food, water sources, what do you want, but what brave skills can the group of people who have a good life next door get after crossing, and they don't even give a dog to the detainees and searches.

"It looks like the apartment has just been ransacked, and I can explore it at night, and maybe there will be a surprise."

Unable to get out from the main entrance, Ye Ge walked up to the balcony with his waist and walked into the apartment room next door from the balcony.

"It seems that the group of bandits retreated from here, and they really didn't leave me a single hair after searching."

Looking at the empty room, Ye Ge took a deep breath and walked out of the open security door of the apartment.

……

"Huh? Live Room No. 6? Does Meow still have this kind of single-digit room? ”

Scratching his head, Chen Weicai sat in front of the computer and clicked into the live broadcast room, there didn't seem to be any fans and popularity in the live broadcast room, and the game anchor didn't speak, only the game screen was locked on a person's body in the first person.

"Escape from Tarkov?"

I lost interest after just one glance at Chen Weicai, this kind of wood doesn't know how to work, can't speak to provoke the atmosphere, doesn't show his face, and has no fan baseThere are too many game anchors, after the live broadcast bonus period, this kind of anchor is not competitive.

Just as he was about to quit, the game's first-person perspective began to rummage through a closed drawer, picking up a broken watch.

"Wait, is this really an escape from Tarkov? Isn't picking up garbage just by pressing an F to get out of the grid? And what's going on with this watch, it seems that something is wrong. ”

Cheering up, Chen Weicai turned the sound of the live broadcast to the maximum, and turned on the full-screen mode, and then he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, as if the characters in the game were picking up garbage in the real world.

"Lipstick? Comb? Glasses case? it! He actually opened that suitcase? Can the trunk be opened? Wait, it's lingerie!? ”

In the live broadcast screen, the protagonist of the game threw the pink cover on the ground like garbage, but this picture made Chen Weicai stunned.

At this moment, another person joined the live broadcast room, but Chen Weicai only wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Is it a skin-changing game to escape from Tarkov? Or is there some kind of mod loaded? ”

Unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart any longer, Chen Wei began to enter the barrage.

"Streamer big, where did you download the Tarkov mod?"

Ye Ge, who was rummaging through the cabinets in room 302, was stunned, and a line of translucent barrage appeared in his sight, and he knew that someone had entered the live broadcast room.

After thinking about the anchor code, Ye Ge said lightly.

"It's not a mod."

After saying that, he left room 302 with a small satchel he had just found.

"! Someone in the game is talking to me!! Still speaking standard Mandarin!? ”

Chen Weicai's mouth opened wide and almost flashed off the gaming chair.

"I'm not crazy, am I!?"

At this moment, another person in the live broadcast room also sent a series of question marks to express confusion.

Just the second one, Ye Ge felt that the barrage was too much of a hindrance, so he simply turned off the barrage.

"It seems that the third floor and below have been searched, and I have to search further up."

A fist-sized stone in his hand was Ye Ge's only weapon, and it didn't do much in the gun-infested city of Tarkov, but it might work wonders if used properly.

"Knock, knock, knock."

As soon as we reached the corner of the third staircase, there was the sound of footsteps from above, accompanied by a few words of Russian that I did not understand.

In an instant, Ye Ge's nerves were tense to the extreme, and his cold hair stood on end.

Someone, there are still living people in this apartment complex! Judging from the undisguised voice, I am afraid that the people upstairs are the group of bandits who looted the third floor, and I am afraid that they are guarding the fourth floor from others.

The number of people is unknown, this group of people must be armed with hot weapons, maybe there is a hidden armed outpost under the apartment building, just waiting for the people in the apartment to throw themselves into the net, the current situation can be described as no advance or retreat, take a wrong step and have to eat guns.

"Tong Tong, Tong Tong, Tong Tong."

His heart was beating non-stop, his mind was starting to get dizzy, Ye Ge could only hold his breath to avoid all the obstacles that could make noise, and slowly retreated, retracting to the balcony of 307 - the reason why he didn't shrink into the bathroom was because he didn't even have a flashlight.

Gently closing the door that had been smashed by the wooden stake, Ye Ge had a little illusory sense of security.

[What should I do?] What am I going to do? 】

Hot sweat emanated densely from his body, and the plaid shirt that adhered to his skin made his body very uncomfortable, and by the moonlight outside the window, Ye Ge looked down at the stone in his hand, a little dazed.

Downstairs or not, there are at least two bandits upstairs, he only has a broken stone, what else can he do if he can't even commit suicide?

Instinctively, he felt in his pocket to smoke a cigarette, but it wasn't until his trembling hand reached into his pocket that he realized that there was only a dirty notepad and a carbon pen in his pocket.

Taking out a sticky note and carbon pen, Ye Ge was stunned for a moment and reopened the barrage.

There are now twelve viewers in the live broadcast room, and the moment the barrage is opened, dozens of barrages are overwhelmingly passing in front of you, most of them are meaningless shocks and questions.

After quickly observing the barrage function, Ye Ge found that he not only had the permission to block the barrage, but also gave or deprived a single audience in the live broadcast room of the barrage sending permission.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Ge took the carbon pen and wrote a line on the notepad.

[I can't talk here, everyone, who wants to do me a favor? 】

Chen Weicai, who stared at the live video with wide eyes, was the first to see the Chinese characters on the sticky note, and excitedly said, 'I do!' 'The barrage.

The next moment, all the viewers in the live broadcast room except Chen Weicai found that they couldn't send a barrage, and they were dumbfounded.

chose Chen Weicai as his partner, Ye Ge wrote again.

[Thanks for the help, I'll touch it quietly in a while, can you help me translate what they say in real time?] 】

"Leave it to me! I'm going to turn on the instant translation. ”

【Please】

After putting away the notebook and carbon pen, Ye Ge adjusted his breathing, walked out of room 307 again, and walked through the silent and messy corridor through the extremely dim light to the staircase.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Ge began to climb the stairs on tiptoe, quickly probed around the corner of the fourth floor, and did not see anyone, there was an oil tank fire barrel lit in the corridor, and there were two opened cans on it.

did not act rashly, Ye Ge quietly stood at the corner of the stairs.

"Click."

About five minutes later, a certain door suddenly opened, and a man with an earthen cannon came out to look at the cans on the fire barrel, shook his head, put the earthen cannon on the wall, lit a cigarette on the side of Ye Ge and smoked it beautifully,

There was a woman's cry and a man's cheap laughter from inside the door, Ye Gemu retracted his head with a wooden face, even if he couldn't understand Russian, he knew that there was no good fart in the man's mouth.

"Stinky woman! If you don't want to die, just say it! ”

This was followed by loud slaps.

Looking at the translated Russian on the barrage, Ye Ge clenched his fists, and at the same time, the woman's cry became more and more suppressed and smaller, Ye Ge didn't know how painful the woman was, he only knew that he was angry.

"It's a pity that it's an old woman, the young woman taken away by Boss Ballard is called beautiful, I really envy Boss Ballard."

"Haha, it's good that we can have fun, that stupid man still thinks that he and his wife can be safe and sound by hiding in the apartment, damn, I knew when I was eight years old that being a shrunken turtle can only wait for death."

At this moment, another man with a pistol pinned to his waist also came out, as if he had just put on his pants, and the man was buttoning the waistband of his trousers.

The eighteen viewers in the live broadcast room silently looked at the cold and obscene swear words on the barrage, and for a moment they didn't know whether they were watching a live game or in a war-torn area without any order, but everyone had a consensus, that is, this live broadcast room is not simple. (End of chapter)