Greski glanced at the watch that was almost cracked, covered his mouth and dozed off.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The sound of empty wine bottles tumbling suddenly sounded in the silent apartment building. Gresky suddenly picked up the cannon and stared at the end of the corridor with wide eyes. He was instantly sleepless.
"Sokka, what's going on?"
Tightening the military green cashmere hat on his head, Greski hesitated for a moment, but still did not go back to the house to wake up Kaaba who was sleeping with the woman's body in his arms. He did not want to be laughed at by that bastard Kaaba for being timid.
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"Britt, isn't there a damn cat that broke in?"
Muttering in his mouth to embolden himself, he held the cannon in one hand, his finger on the trigger tightly, and the other hand held an unopened flashlight, ready to dazzle with the flashlight at any time. Greski walked quietly.
He walked towards the third floor and glanced at the empty corridor.
In the quiet and dark apartment building, the half-open and half-closed tattered security door on the third floor was particularly eye-catching. Nothing unusual was found. Greski breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not see that in the garbage pile behind him
A figure slowly stood up,
Ye Ge, who was barefoot, clenched the stone in his hand and silently came behind the cannon bandit. He had no choice but to hit the bandit on the back of the head with all his strength.
"Bang!"
Wu Jingbiao patted her calf and took a sip of cold beer. She held the fried chicken leg with her left hand and pushed it out of her mouth.
That’s okay too?
Ye Ge, who was covered in blood, did not relax. He casually wiped the blood stains far away from his eyes with his sleeves to avoid blocking his sight. Wu Jing took off the flashlight from Chen Weicaiji's hand and turned off the light, then picked up the cannon and searched out seven rounds.
The shotguns were packed out of the pockets, and the shoes were worn out, squatting in the blind corner of the corridor.
The cannon fell to the ground.
"Damn! Just stay at the top of the stairs. If this grandson dares to come up, kill me!"
The fixed perspective suddenly changed, and the sound of water rushing immediately ahead made Macaro dumbfounded.
At the same time, Ruxin lost 187 viewers in the live broadcast room. Only these viewers who watched it from beginning to end knew what the seemingly cruel killing meant. It was as if they were screaming after experiencing a low point, and they were so happy.
, and what’s more, he even gave the anchor a gift priced at 500,000 yen.
After being sure that there were no children outside her live broadcast room, Wu Jing directly clicked on the [Auto Code] option, walked to the corner, and zipped up her pants.
Although I haven't been exposed yet, I have obtained weapons. Even if I am armed, the bullets of the cannon and Wu Jingbiao's pistol are enough to send these two bandits back to the underworld.
We can only take a gamble and kill the enemy downstairs while they still know their position.
Thinking that the predators were also cursing, what kind of nutrition would it bring, Ye Ge restored the barrage permissions of other viewers.
"According to those predators, there should be no other residents outside the apartment. I'm sure if you understand Russian, you may not be able to cooperate. Unfortunately, the language is fluent. It's too troublesome to communicate with barrage, so it's worth the risk."
"Idiot! You just know how to scream! Go to hell!"
"Anchor Xiaoxiao, if I'm going to use your translation for the time being, can't you give others the permission to post comments?"
"Chen Weicaiji... Is he a fool here?"
Facing the indiscriminate shots, Ye Ge, whose adrenaline was soaring, sensed safety and dared to stay, so he could only continue running downstairs.
Time seemed to be speeding up at this moment. Wu Jing's left index finger was hooked under the trigger, leaning forward and aiming at the bottom of the stairs.
"Sukabule! No enemies!!! No enemies!!! Fuck! Fuck!!"
"Damn, smash one to death and kill the other. How disgusting is it to kill two living people? Are you really a pervert?"
Seeing the two bastards upstairs shouting and cursing each other, the clay figurine was still not very angry. Without the gun, Wu Jing lost her confidence and yelled at the people upstairs.
Do you feel guilty or nauseous? On the contrary, there is no satisfaction or joy that you dare to identify with.
The current situation is that two bandits upstairs are holding firearms and guarding the stairs on the eighth floor, blocking the only way in and out of the apartment building. The location of the stairs is in good condition, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. The most important thing is that they still have the advantage in numbers.
, there is a small chance that you will get shot if you act rashly.
The apartment building was noisy again, as if everyone was dead.
The bumpy big magazine only contains two rounds of 20-gauge shotgun shells. Whether they are buckshot or single-point bullets, they can explode a person's head like a watermelon at close range.
middle man.
Is there any embarrassing harmony outside the ordinary live broadcast room? The house management seems to have a way to control it, which makes the viewers who are fed up with the rules and regulations fall in love with it in an instant - besides being able to shoot bullets
You can vent your emotions to others.
The whole head and body instantly became riddled with holes, and with a pop, Grace fell to the ground and became a corpse.
The 20-gauge deer bullet flew out of the muzzle, and the steel balls tore the air into pieces. The nervousness shredded the flesh and blood bodies whether or not they were wearing body armor, and their heads were muddled together. Wu Jingbiao also swallowed back all the curse words that Wu Jingbiao had not finished.
Outside the stomach.
"Bang!"
"That damn bastard!! I killed Wu Jingbiaoji and Grace! I even took your gun!"
But now that shabby-looking shotgun has become my only chance to survive.
An iron-wrapped door-breaking mallet that could only be lifted by eight people was thrown on the spot outside the room, and a steel crowbar stood against the wall.
After the crisis passed, Ye Ge's excited body gradually calmed down.
With that in mind, Ye Ge carefully observed the operable content in the live broadcast room, and then I was pleasantly surprised to find the options of [Complete Blocking] and [Automatic Encoding].
However, after I fired, Ye Geruxin, who was holding a shotgun and needed to aim at it, delayed pulling the trigger.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The security doors in the vast majority of apartments were intact and damaged. Except for the house where the two robbers later lived, only the east security door at the end of the corridor was violently broken open. Taking a deep breath, Ye
Ge pushed open the rotten door that was ajar,
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Smartly pulling the small bolt of the cannon to reload the gun, Ye Ge wiped the blood that had not completely coagulated under his hands with the hem of his clothes, and carefully removed the magazine.
The people above dared to come down, and the people below dared to come up. The situation seemed to be in a stalemate, but Ye Ge knew that he would not be able to stand up at all.
As for why there are so few doubts - please! Why explore so few problems? Having fun is the most important thing. If the sky falls, there will be no low person to carry it, right?
Kaabaf's pistol burst into flames before he knew it, and the bullets shot towards the ceiling, leaving a big crater.
After confirming the practicality of [automatic coding], Ye Ge expressed that he was very satisfied.
There was no response. It was estimated that Wu Jingbiao had been killed. Grace's face became normal and ugly, and she was determined to go up the stairs. At that moment, a small voice came from the lower floor.
, Grace's face was filled with joy, and she roared at the top of her lungs.
If I stand firm for just a moment, I will become a piece of meat between eight sandwiches.
Listening to the language that he understood completely, Ye Ge guessed that there were only two people upstairs. He felt a little relieved, but his anger was very small, because those bandits had nothing to say.
"Damn it! The protagonist is really perverted! You are disgusted!"
Wu Jingbiao's pistol, four-round magazine, bullet caliber 9mm. Ye Ge could only remember so little information about that large-looking pistol. Obviously I deliberately memorized the pistol bullet caliber data, but now I have forgotten everything.
net.
The moment the barrage opened, the live broadcast room exploded, and various text messages floated behind the eyes, including some weird text symbols. Killing the predators made me feel sick, and I almost felt dizzy and vomited when I saw the barrage.
Wu Jing kicked off her legs and hugged the bandit's front waist and rushed backwards. At that moment, Chen Weicaiji could no longer maintain his body balance. He took two steps back and fell hard towards the floor. The bridge of his nose was tilted when it touched the ground.
left.
The bandits only need to stick to the stairs. No reinforcements will arrive at dawn. But for me, I can wait until dawn. If I can break out of the apartment after dawn, I will definitely die in the face of the attack of more than a dozen plunderers.
suspect.
Seeing that he could kill the bandit in one go, Ye Ge dared not do anything wrong, and even dared to give the bandit a chance to turn around and shoot at him. It was okay to hit a long-distance target, but within a distance of eight meters.
, it is doubtful that you will die if you take one bullet from a cannon.
"Since you can walk up the stairs, you might as well try walking up the balcony. There is a fence on the balcony, and the old radiator outside the room is not strong enough to be used as a fixed point. If you can make a rope out of a sheet, you can do it.
You must not run away from the balcony...or kill all the predators, and secondly, whether the other party has sent someone to guard upstairs and treat you as a living target."
As the only protagonist, Ye Ge didn't have time to check the live broadcast room. He used his time to translate for the audience what the bandits on the stairs were saying. I didn't even hear the footsteps coming from upstairs.
"Damn it! Damn it!! Who the bastard dares to cause trouble for you!"
At the moment Ye Ge appeared, Grace also turned the muzzle of the gun pointed to the left, and put the aim under the face of the seven-meter-long Asian man, with a Slavic smile on his face.
Ye Ge quickly found the safety, removed the magazine and counted the bullets. Counting the ones pressed outside the barrel, there were not eight pistol bullets in total.
"Snapped!"
The shrill screams spread throughout the entire apartment building. Grace, who was sleeping, turned over and sat up, pulling out the Kaabaf pistol from the pillow.
I frowned and reviewed the killing just now, recalling every bit of blood splattered on my body. I thought I wouldn't feel vomiting, but I was surprised to find that apart from the exhaustion from the excitement, I didn't have any other feelings.
is a good reaction,
In this regard, Ye Ge could only choose to unilaterally block the barrage. Anyway, even if he interacts with the audience, the live broadcast effect is explosive enough. I am afraid of retaining or housing people. On the contrary, I have a headache. If I urinate, I will have to stand up to hundreds of people.
His sight shot eight feet against the wind.
Slowly and hurriedly walked up the seven flights of stairs. As he was about to go upstairs, Grace smelled the strong smell of blood, and his expression became stern. The bandit stopped in the middle between the eighth and seventh floors, holding a pistol and roaring.
The footsteps and curses upstairs were getting closer and closer. Ye Ge rushed towards the bottom of the stairs and picked up the Kaabaf pistol that fell on the ground. When he was about to touch the bullets and magazines, it was not bright yet upstairs.
There was a muzzle flash, and the ricocheting bullets scraped against the metal fence and wall, making a scalp-numbing scream. The wall exploded into pieces of complete dust, very close at hand.
In the scene in the live broadcast room, the originally first-person perspective suddenly moved under the ceiling as if possessed by an evil spirit, and was finally fixed under the fallen lamp holder.
Judging from the introduction, complete blocking will cut off the audio and video screen, but the automatic coding option will completely cut off the audio and video screen. This will only degrade the 'harmony' that is suitable for everyone in these situations where bloody violence and low-quality human parts occur.
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That yell was important, but the standard special words revealed Ye Ge's nationality.
"He's dead! You bastard! You need to pluck out his skin! Chop up his rotten flesh and feed it to the wild dogs!"
Thinking like that, looking at the live broadcast room of 'An Jing Jing Jing', I realized that it had not yet grown to 171 people. Macaro felt that it was enough and he posted a barrage.
The cashmere hat could not completely protect against blunt force damage, but it played a significant role. Greski felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and his body began to stagger as stars appeared in his eyes, but his mouth was not idle.
Before relaxing, I finished searching for the rooms on the seventh floor one by one. There are no more than 18 rooms on each floor of the apartment building, and there are four units on the east and west sides.
"Orotnev! This bastard who was stabbed a thousand times is on the eighth floor! Chen Weicaiji was probably killed! You guard the stairs on the seventh floor, they should be more careful!"
"Is it any worse than a movie about gods, demons and beautiful dogs?"
I took out a deer pop and pressed it back before confirming that the head and tail were broken.
Without the action plan for the previous step, Ye Ge took a deep breath, put the cannon underground and waited for a while to see if the predators would rush down. During that time, he was using the seventh gun he had acquired from a stranger.
I haven’t checked the cannon on my watch yet. The bolt-action shotgun is a well-known shabby weapon outside of Tarkov. For players who even think of the AK74U as inferior, the cannon is a lousy weapon for dogs.
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Now that Makaro Ruxin has put an unprecedented psychological burden on me, I know why there is such a strange live broadcast room outside the Miao Ya live broadcast, and I also understand why that live broadcast room cannot broadcast such weird and real scenes. I
All I know is that as long as the live broadcast room is still there, I will continue to watch it.
Ye Ge, who suppressed Chen Weicaiji in the riding position, raised the stone again and hit Wu Jingbiaoji's head hard. At the same position, the stone struck deeper and deeper each time, causing the skull to deform.
With an organ like a heart, the woman's wailing stopped abruptly.
Especially the overly calm cerebellum, which has not even thought about how to deal with the other two predators.
"Bree! Sokka!?"
"Sukabule! You son of a bitch! Let him die!"
"Seven shotgun rounds, one pistol round, that's all the ammunition you have."
