"It's a pity that I can't lick the bag."

Tang Jun also knew that his operation was very handsome.

But!

The finals are approaching, and the speed of shrinking the rounds is getting faster and faster.

Moreover, the huge movement of detonating the gasoline barrel with a grenade just now definitely made other players hiding in the shadows discover their figures.

"It's okay, it's okay, Junshen will meet later, and I'll give you all my equipment."

Rita and Wei Shen also ran into the poison circle.

And in the process of entering the drug circle, they also asked Tang Junshi how to detonate the motorcycle and kill the disgusting guy in the opposite tower.

When Tang Jun explained it to several people, Rita and the others' admiration for his skills was not as simple as worship.

"I'll try to find a chance to lick the bag, I have killed so many people in this game, and I haven't experienced the joy of picking up the bag."

If you don't pick up a bag when you kill someone, you'll be half as happy.

If you don't have teammates when you pick up a bag, you'll be half as happy.

Tang Jun was already determined to be a sixth child in this game, so it was impossible for him to go over to meet Wei Shen.

After all, the Vss sniper rifle and crossbow are too limited to what they can do in the finals.

Relying on water guns and other people's M416 or AKM, submachine guns and other steel guns?

Even if he is Yan Shuangying, he can always shoot one step faster than the other party, but the disadvantage in tools is definitely the one who dies first.

After all

How many of those who can enter the finals are idle people?

"Junshen has finally given up on motorcycles."

"No, his motorcycle was blown off."

Guan Zeyuan, who has always been accustomed to Tang Jun appearing on the screen screen in the image of a small motorcycle army coat, saw him suddenly crawling on the grass, and he was a little uncomfortable.

After a long while, I remembered that Tang Jun's motorcycle was turned into an artificial mortar by him and directly scrapped.

"There are still 15 people on the field, 5 teams!"

"Except for the Junshen team, there is only one full formation."

"There's a very high probability that they'll eat chicken."

[There's a script, right?] With two oil bottles, you can still have four people there! 】

[I can only say that the best performance in this game is Wei Shen and not Jun Shen, after all, Jun Shen is fighting alone, and Wei Shen is bringing two girls. 】

[Guan Zeyuan, your mother T shut up Lao Tzu! ] 】

[The rest of the teams are all very guys, now I have a live broadcast room on my computer, a live broadcast room for my mobile phone, a live broadcast room for a spare Apple mobile phone, and a live broadcast room for a tablet, and my eyes are almost looking at the flowers. 】

[I'm obedient, my brother is here to show off his wealth, not to watch the live broadcast, right? ] 】

[I pressed three bamboo rats to bet on the gods to eat chicken, if nothing else, I feel that no matter what game he is, he has the aura of the protagonist. 】

……

"Be careful"

Tang Jun squatted beside a bush and a bare stone on the ground.

He knew that this kind of place with cover and concealment was the most likely to attract the attention of others.

Because, the players who have survived until now are definitely the top players in the domestic PUBG strength!

"The location of that warehouse is so good."

Tang Jun's heart sank.

In the warehouse south of the middle of the safe zone, there is no sign of other players, but the two vehicles parked side by side outside the warehouse indicate that there is definitely an ambush in this warehouse!

"Let's see who can survive better!"

"If you can't stop shrinking to the end, they will naturally come out."

"I hope the safe zone will go our way!"

"No, why are you over there, Junshen."

Miss looked at the location of Tang Jun and them on the map, which happened to be two completely opposite directions, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ugh"

"There are people who can't get by, so they can only wait here."

Tang Jun tactically touched his nose.

apparently

He's lying.

The main reason why he didn't stay with Rita, Miss, and Wei Shen was that he wanted to use them as bait.

Now there are 11 people on the field in addition to the four people in their team, and the position of 9 of them can be roughly determined by Tang Jun.

The remaining two, Rao has been observing for a long time, and he can't find the specific location!

The sixth is most afraid of the sixth!

There are many yin people in this game, and Tang Jun is also afraid that he will be yin by others.

Therefore, he plans to use a trick to catch the cicada and the yellow finch behind!

"Huh!"

"Teacher Ma is still alive?"

"Oh my God, I always thought he had been eliminated, and the director hadn't had a shot of Mr. Chema for a long time."

The finals are about to be refreshed.

There was a brief moment of silence on the field, and there was no conflict.

Guan Zeyuan knew that this was the calm before the storm.

But what he didn't expect was that after the director cut the screen, he saw a familiar figure-

Wuhu Da Sima!

"Mr. Ma's three teammates are all resting, and he is the only one left in their team."

"It's a great location!"

"If Mr. Ma's medicine is enough, I don't think it's a problem to get to the top three."

Wuhu Da Sima is now lying on his stomach in a small hill that is gentle in front and steep in the rear, and only five or six meters high.

He was dressed in green while a bouncing car was parked on the other side.

After thinking for a few seconds, Xiao Cang and Guan Zeyuan guessed what was in his heart.

"Teacher Ma wants to wait for others to fight to the death, and then drive to hit people in the finals, right?"

"Also, apart from his hillock, there is only a warehouse in the middle and scattered bunkers in this final circle, and the rest of the place is flat."

"It's really feasible to hit someone with a car."

"But I'm still curious about how Mr. Ma got to this point!"

Just as Guan Zeyuan was chattering to himself, the explosion of a grenade kicked off the melee in the finals!

"Holy!"

"This is Thomas!"

"He didn't have any highlights in front of this game, and this wave actually overturned the foursome team directly with his teammates!"

The screen switches instantly.

The camera is locked on a passerby anchor named 'Thomas'.

Thomas usually likes to go solo when he broadcasts live.

often plays a wonderful scene of one annihilation, one one and four drags, and is good at using a hand of M16, which is invincible.

And just now, he and another teammate who was still alive stormed into the warehouse in the middle of the security zone, and directly wiped out a four-person team hidden in the warehouse and wanted to divide them.

[I'm not a gun god!! 】

[What the hell, put down three people in two seconds, and two are headshots? ] It's the speed of the person's reaction. 】

[My God, the monarch is in danger! 】

[It's very likely to eat chicken by holding the warehouse, and the finals are the warehouse! ] 】

[I thought these four people who hadn't even heard their names would be some kind of masters, it turned out to be rookies, and they were caught in such a back by fishing in troubled waters]

[I bet on Mr. Ma's future, and it is definitely Mr. Ma who stands at the end of this game! ] 】

[Thomas? I thought it was Masto, but as a fan of Brother Crystal, I still have to support Junshen this time. 】

[Upstairs is numb.] 】

[Batch Rush Out!] 】

(End of chapter)

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