A two-headed flying dragon flew past not far away, and the demon hunter on board pointed his crossbow at Tang Zheng. Before he could pull the trigger, he was struck by a bolt of lightning and fell down.
Tang Zheng killed the demon hunter and pointed the shaman's staff at the William airship. The people on top were all competitors. If he didn't kill him now, how could he stay as his opponent?
Snap, snap, blue lightning suddenly appeared and shot towards the airship air bag. It was filled with flammable and explosive hydrogen. If it hit, it would definitely turn into a fireball.
Some of the group leaders had super strong fighting instincts. They directly picked up their crossbows and fired at the air bags. The South Americans even threw their spears.
Suddenly, the spear penetrated the top of the iron box, breaking the air bag, and a large amount of hydrogen flowed out, causing the airship to start scurrying erratically.
The lightning missed, and Tang Zheng fired another shot, but the distance was too far and the range was not enough.
"Damn it, the opportunity is lost." Seeing the demon hunters surrounding the airship and attacking with a third of them chasing after him, Tang Zheng evacuated decisively.
When he saw the South American, he knew that this guy's shamanic staff was the most dangerous to him. It would probably knock him down. It was better to strike first. Moreover, with it, he could also take the initiative to defend himself.
If the demon hunters want to get closer, they will be bombarded by lightning, and several of them have already fallen.
Not only the fifteen captains on the airship, but also the people in the hall hated Tang Zheng to death and were extremely disappointed.
"Why isn't he dead yet?"
"It's actually a hang glider, why didn't I think of it?"
"I thought of it, but this thing requires hands-on skills and computing power. If the parameters are wrong, it will definitely fall. That Tang Zheng must have played with similar model airplanes."
Tang Zheng had personally made a model of a hang glider, otherwise he would not have dared to do it.
"A hot air balloon and a hang glider. Although the tactics are good, they are still far behind the regiment leader who can make a piston aircraft. Is it because the steel and industrial technology of this era are not good enough to make a good engine?
, he can definitely get first place."
All the regiment leaders felt sorry for that guy. When flying a plane equipped with machine guns, even a two-headed flying dragon had to stay away.
A regimental leader was sitting in a carriage, whipping the horse crazily to make it accelerate.
The carriage rushed along and knocked over many passers-by, but the leader didn't care. Seeing that there were less than 100 meters left to the square marked as the end point, his face turned red with excitement.
"Sixteenth place is mine!" As soon as the leader finished sighing, he noticed that passers-by were looking at the sky, and he subconsciously raised his head.
A glider like a big bird swooped down, passed over the head of the group leader, and landed steadily on the square.
"Death Rally, 16th place, Warhammer Team, spent 79 days to complete the entire process, rewarded with 500 points!"
"The 17th place, Black Water Smoking Team, spent 79 days to complete the entire journey and was awarded 300 points!"
"FU~CK!" Captain Heishui jumped out of the carriage and stared at Tang Zheng. He was so angry that he lost his two hundred points in just a few seconds.
Tang Zheng tapped the palm of his hand with his staff, hesitating whether to kill this guy. After all, this weapon was now a powerful weapon. The man with the braid relied on it and killed many people.
Captain Heishui was shocked. Just as he was about to strike up a conversation, his vision went dark and he was teleported.
Tang Zheng returned to the hall, and the members immediately gathered around him.
"Trojan, didn't we kill three regiment leaders? What about the number of days of reward?" Jiang Xiuming was worried.
"It has been offset. Almost every group has bonus days. This is the final result." Trojan is absolutely fair, there is no doubt about this.
"The teams that have finished the rally can enter the rest area. Three days later, the third game will begin!"
"Finally I can take a shower!" Lu Fan cheered, stopped Tang Zheng and left.
Those survivors who still had team members participating in the competition looked at the dozen or so teams that had left with envy. This meant that they could have one more day of rest.
"It's all because of that idiot Deye. Not only did he risk his own life, but he also made it difficult for us to get the first place." Chu Baichuan was very depressed. Tang Zheng and the others were able to catch up to sixteen people from behind. They were really tough.
He was completely confused: "That's three thousand points!"
"Be content, you can continue to work hard later." Tang Zheng waved his hand and followed the instructions on his watch to find his room: "I'm going to sleep first."
After nearly fifteen days of fighting, Tang Zheng also felt tired and in urgent need of rest.
After taking a hot bath, the mechanical maid had already served a sumptuous lunch. Tang Zheng didn't have to order anything. It was all the food he liked. After all, Trojan Ma knew everything about the survivors.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
"Uncle, open the door quickly, the rally is over." Lu Fan waved his little fist, banged the door hard, and kept complaining: "The Trojan horse is so abominable that it won't let me sleep with my uncle."
"How is the battle going?" Tang Zheng rubbed his eyes, opened the door, and folded the quilt.
"I'll come, you go brush your teeth and wash your face." Lu Fan swooped up and jumped on Tang Zheng, first gave him a good morning kiss, and then reported the battle situation.
"Eighty days around the world is officially over. A total of six teams were too behind and failed to reach the finish line within the time limit. They were collectively wiped out. The last one was also wiped out. The dozens of teams from the bottom were wiped out immediately.
One person and two team leaders were unlucky and had their heads shot off."
"A team whose leader is dead is no longer competitive." Tang Zheng was refreshed by splashing cold water on his face.
"Attention all teams, gather in the lobby in ten minutes. Those who fail to meet the deadline will be punished by erasure!"
The announcement of the Trojan horse sounded, and everyone who had witnessed its horror did not dare to delay. In less than five minutes, they were already waiting in the hall.
"A group of common people actually made me wait for you. It's really abominable. If it happens again, I will be punished with electric shock!"
The voice of the Trojan horse changed, causing the survivors to whisper. It seemed that the host of the third game had changed again.
"There are actually 621 teams left. It seems that the teams participating in the Holy Land War this time are all good."
Trojan's praise did not make the survivors proud. Everyone's face was very solemn, causing the atmosphere in the hall to be extremely depressing.
"But don't be too happy. This is a holy land war, not a house game. The third game is the real killing field." The blue Trojan snorted coldly, "This game is a team melee, until the last remaining player is left.
It won’t stop until there are 300 teams.”
Everyone was in an uproar, and the noisy sound immediately flooded the hall. After the first two battles, a total of thirty-six teams were wiped out, but this time, three hundred teams were to be wiped out.
"Isn't it too cruel? The attrition rate is one-half!" a group leader shouted, which attracted echoes.
"It's the people in small teams who suffer the most when it comes to team battles." Jiang Xiuming leaned into Tang Zheng's ear and explained that after a few days, he had already figured out the ratio of the number of people in these teams.
"I'm warning you, don't interrupt me. Besides, I'm not your nanny, I'm the referee." The blue Trojan's temper is quite bad, because the arrival of the Holy Land War also means that it has a chance to make a new choice.
Haven't made up my mind yet.
The hall became quiet again.
"The first game will test the wisdom, the second game will test the basic quality of the individual, and the third game will test the overall strength of the team."
"The third game is The Raging Sea. You will be transported into the Age of Discovery. You must work hard to save money, buy sea ships, and then fight to annihilate the enemy's fleet as much as possible."
"The final score is based on the number of teams annihilated and the number of ships!"
"Understood, now is the five-minute question time!"
As soon as Trojan finished speaking, someone shouted out impatiently.
"It's not fair. There are so few of us and we are at a huge disadvantage."
"That's right. Let's not talk about the terrifying sixty people in Moscow who don't believe in tears. Even the Warhammer team has twenty-three. Each of them has a ship, which is enough to completely destroy us."
Teams with a large number of people were arrogant, while teams with a small number of people immediately became miserable.
"That's your reason. Who makes you always care about the members of the team and let them die?" Trojan scolded, "In addition to the number of people, the cohesion of the team is also the key to victory or defeat in this game."
"Is there a limit to how many sea-going ships we can buy?" Tantai asked.
"There is no limit, but the premise is, can you afford it? There is also a ship with survivors, morale 2, and defense 2."
"Too biased." Another person started wailing like a resentful woman.
"This is a reward for a team with a large number of people. Do you really think that Trojan Game is a cruel world that believes in the law of the jungle and does not need emotions?" Trojan taught these guys, "Cold-blooded guys have to pay for their selfishness.
cost."
"Sea-ships are very expensive, and it takes a long time to build one. If so, the game cycle is too long, so I think there must be other ways to obtain sea-ships, right?" The Smiling Witch began to talk.
"No comment, please explore by yourself."
Someone else wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Trojan: "The question time is over, please be ready, you will be teleported into the game in ten minutes!"
"Listen, everyone, if we are not together after the teleportation, don't rush to make progress. Everything should be done safely. I will try my best to contact you!" Tantai reminded that since it is a team battle, every combat power is important.
, even a miscellaneous fish like Fang Zhiwen has value.
"Don't trust any strangers. Once you feel danger, be sure to strike first or escape in time. Don't be afraid of killing people." Tang Zheng also became ruthless: "Don't treat NPCs as human beings. Your survival is the most important thing.
."
"Be sure to remember the secret code I taught you clearly. If you see the mark, remember to confirm it again and again before meeting up." Tantai solemnly reminded each point.
Not just the Warhammer team, every team is giving final instructions. The cold countdown is like a reminder, making the atmosphere extremely tense.
"I hope to teleport together with Tang Zheng!" Fang Zhiwen prayed to God and Buddha. Just seeing this made her pee several times. This time it was her turn to appear in person. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly walk.
"Time's up, the transmission begins!"
With streaks of white light and cool air, the survivors disappeared. After a while, the hall was empty! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)