In the carriage, the voices of boys shouting kept coming.
"Wow. There's someone in the northwest corner. Be careful, there's someone on the roof of the building opposite!"
"OK, done." Qiao Ran's flexible operation killed two people instantly.
"Wow, great master, your marksmanship is amazing! Oops, there's a team coming from behind! Oh my God, there are four of them. They must have heard the gunshots and come here to pick up the heads."
"What should I do? I haven't finished packing the medicine pack yet."
"It's okay, hold on tight, Yu Yi, go to the left and divert them away." Qiao Ran made arrangements, moved to find the right angle, and fired quickly. He turned around and fired again.
"Wow! A single shuttle of bullets wiped out an entire team. How did you do that, great master?" Yu Yi almost fell to his knees. He had seen powerful people, but never such a powerful one.
"Routine operations."
Qiao Ran smiled.
"Everyone, our God of War, Qiao Ran, has already killed 24 people." Lin Yuyue counted from the side. Although she didn't know how to play games, it was too much to see Qiao Ran control the game freely and hit the target with every shot.
Very enjoyable.
At this time, several new car project team employees also got on the bus one after another and saw Qiao Ran and the others playing chicken.
Everyone gathered around to watch the battle. This was the first time they saw Qiao Ran playing a game of chicken.
"Be careful, the other side has a big sniper."
"Easy, done." Qiao Ran used the 8x scope and AWM long-range shot to hit the opponent's head with one shot.
"Wow, 39 people have broken the previous record. Sister, there are only 100 people in total." Zhang Wei admired him extremely.
"Be careful, there are two last people. Their opponents may be game anchors. We had a fight just now, and their marksmanship is very accurate. Be careful of long-range snipers from the 315 direction." Qiao Ran just finished speaking.
Zhang Wei has been knocked to the ground by an opponent's sniper and is waiting for rescue. Zhang Wei's blood volume is gradually decreasing.
"It's over, I can't win." Zhang Wei looked very frustrated, even the master couldn't win the chicken.
"It's okay, I came in a hurry."
When the words fell, Qiao Ran calmly rushed into the house and used an M416 rifle to knock down an opponent's player.
Then, quickly switch to the AWM sniper rifle, quickly probe the window at a tricky angle, and deliver the final fatal blow.
Then the bullet shot out.
The game interface suddenly popped up with "Victory" and the game ended. Zhang Wei was finally resurrected before his health was exhausted.
All the new employees stared straight at the Shengli settlement page on Qiao Ran's phone.
Someone read it out loud, "King of Guns, Rampant God of War, Leading Brothers to Score High Points, Protector of Flowers, Master of Nodding, Terminator of the Battlefield."
"Wow, God of War!"
"Oh my god, Qingfeng Yaoyao, the master of e-sports competition, is not so good! I often watch his games, and his shooting skills are not that exaggerated. Qiao Ran, from now on, I will be your fan!" New Circuit Circuit
Designer Chen Sicheng admired him so much that his eyes gleamed.
"Qiao Ran, please sign your name for me."
What's more, Yue Yun, the new automatic control engineer, took out his notebook and actually gave it to Qiao Ran to sign.
"No, no, I'm just having fun."
Qiao Ran refused awkwardly, but helplessly all the boys gathered around her at this moment, completely surrounding the small carriage.