Two people appeared on the slope with their heads peeping out.
They are the scouts of the Kawanaka Group.
They soon discovered the people from the Western Sichuan group lying on the ground. The two scouts were shocked. All the people from the Western Sichuan group were all red, obviously they had been eliminated.
What group is so ruthless?
No matter how weak the Western Sichuan group is, it is still a special group.
The strength will not be any weaker.
He was killed in such a short time. Could it be that he was outflanked by another group?
The two scouts did not dare to show up rashly and sent the message back. After a while, the people from the Sichuan Central Group came over under the leadership of Yang Zhao.
He was in no rush to get ahead.
Lurking patiently.
In the other direction, people from the Western Sichuan Group were also lurking there. Long Xiaoshan lay beside Zhao Xiaoqiao and whispered: "Wait, someone else is coming."
Zhao Xiaoqiao is now very convinced of Long Xiaoshan.
Although I don’t know how he knew the movements of other teams.
A group of people touched the slope near where the Western Sichuan group was killed.
What appeared this time was the Sichuan East Formation.
The people from the East Sichuan group did not remain calm. They saw those from the West Sichuan group lying on the ground with many weapons on them.
They were very unlucky. They had not found any weapons hiding spots on the road just now. When they saw those weapons and a group of eliminated people, they ran over.
People from the Sichuan East group stepped forward one after another, ready to pick up weapons.
Those people from the western Sichuan group have been eliminated. The "dead people" are not allowed to speak, otherwise they will be severely punished. Seeing the people from the eastern Sichuan group coming to pick up their weapons, they wink desperately.
The leader of the Sichuan East Group felt a little strange and subconsciously shouted: "Wait a minute."
But one of his team members had quick hands and had already picked up a gun. When he picked up the gun, he found that a thin rope trailing on the tail of the gun was pulling for him...
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
A series of earth-shattering explosions sounded.
All the landmines hidden on the bodies of those in the Western Sichuan Group exploded.
In an instant, countless colorful smoke soared, dyeing the entire slope red.
Most of the people in the Sichuan East group are covered in red paint.
Those "dead people" in the Western Sichuan Group were even worse.
Although these mines are not as powerful as real mines, if they are hit at such a close range, they will definitely be enough to kill them.
Each one was covered in red paint, as if they had crawled out of a red dye vat.
Yang Zhao from the central Sichuan group saw that the eastern Sichuan group had been recruited.
Secretly, it was a fluke.
Fortunately, he didn't take anyone out rashly, and he wasn't jealous when he saw the weapons, otherwise they would be the ones hit by the mine array.
It was so insidious to kill the people in the Sichuan West Group.
There was actually a trap waiting for them.
At this time, several people from the Sichuan East group stumbled out.
These people were the strongest, or they were standing on the periphery and were not directly hit by the mines. They rushed out in disgrace, and happened to rush to Yang Zhao's side.
When Yang Zhao saw this, he shouted decisively: "Do it!"
Now the Sichuan East group has fallen into a trap and eliminated most of the people.
It was a great opportunity to take action. How could Yang Zhao let it go? With an order, the people from the Central Sichuan Group shot at the people from the Eastern Sichuan Group.
Yang Zhao and his men rushed towards the people of the Sichuan East Group.
When the leader of the Sichuan East group saw Yang Zhao and others, his eyes turned red with anger: "Yang Zhao, you are so insidious. You actually set a trap to kill the Immortal Banban. Even if I am eliminated today, I won't be able to do it."
Make you feel better."
The Chuandong group knew that it was a trap, and there must be no hope. It was destined to be eliminated, but it was not annoyed to Yang Zhao's "despicable behavior".
Rush up to fight with the people in the Central Sichuan group.
The Chuandong group is also very strong.
Although weaker than the Chuanzhong group, it is not weaker. The rest are the elite masters of the East Sichuan group, all of which are more than the late yellow level.
Even if it is surrounded by the Sichuan group, it will not be fierce.
With the idea of "elimination", they have to drag at least one idea of launching water, and take the best way to go and not fear death.
After a fierce killing.
Although the Sichuan team finally eliminated the people of the Chuandong Group by the advantages of the number, it was also damaged by the family, but it was almost half of the group members, and there were twelve left.
Even Yang Zhao became red.
Just now the head of the desperate Chuandong team died together.
Fortunately, his strength is better than the other party, avoiding the dangerous area, and it is not eliminated.
Yang Zhao was gasping and directed the rest of the people: "Go pick up the weapon, let's ..."
The word "go" has not fallen yet.
Bang!
A bullet shot.
Yang Zhao's eyes shrank violently, and at the moment, he rolled to the side and split the bullet, but a player standing behind him was not so good.
A glamorous "blood flower" burst into the chest.
The team member stepped back a few steps back again and again.
He looked at the red in his chest blankly. He hadn't responded yet, and he had been eliminated.
Bang!
Bang!
The gunfire sounded constantly.
"Sniper! Be careful!"
Yang Zhao shouted.
Unexpectedly, there were still people. After the praying mantis caught the cicada, Yang Zhao instantly thought of arranging the trap and killing the group of people in the western Sichuan group. This group of people was too insidious.
"Return, hurry up!"
Yang Zhao knew that the opponent used a sniper remote attack, and they must not be exposed to the sniper. Besides, now they are insufficient, and the situation of the other party is black, and they dare not attack them.
Yang Zhao quickly took the remaining people to the opposite direction of the sniper gun to avoid escape.
Soon rushed into a mountain forest.
The sound of the sniper rifle behind him gradually went away. After entering the mountain forest, there were many bunkers, and the threat of the sniper rifle was greatly weakened.
The people in the Central Sichuan team were relieved.
Even if they are all martial arts, they are still afraid of sniper rifles in open places. The bullet speed of the sniper rifle is too fast and the power is too great. Even the warrior can't stop a shot.
"It must be the northern Sichuan group, it is too sinister."
At this time, Yang Zhao frowned. His intuition was always accurate. He always felt that something was wrong. The other party had a trap and a sniper rifle was arranged.
Looking forward.
A black thing falls from the air.
Fall in front of them.
Bang!
The severe white light shone.
Let Yang Zhao and others lose their vision instantly.
Snake snakes in all directions.
At the same time, with a few grenades.
There was a fierce shouting and killing in the mountain forest.
The shouting and killing did not last too long.
After a minute after a minute, it calmed down.
Yang Zhao and others fell to the ground. They were all blood -red fuels on them. Yang Zhao looked at the tall and hot figure standing in front of him, revealing the eyes that could not believe: "Little Qiao! It's you!"
Yang Zhao never thought of it.
Laying layers of traps, the one who eliminates them will be the Sichuan South Group.