The game continues to start, the fourth game is still an island map.
This is also the last island map in today’s group stage. The next two games will all be desert maps.
4am, whose score has exceeded 100 points, firmly ranks first, followed by yesterday's NIP, with a score of 8 points.
Today's group stage only has three games.
As for the scores of today's teams, only STK and TL had the highest scores, which were in the 40s, and the lowest scores were a few points or more than ten points.
Wei Shen still marks the school.
But Jiang Siming is a little unwilling to be lonely. Anyway, the score has been advanced, there is no need to be cautious anymore, he wants to make trouble...
"It's okay to give me a break, right?" Jiang Siming still sought the opinions of his teammates.
"It's okay, just hang out as you like, we've made steady progress." Wei Shen agreed happily.
He knew Jiang Siming's character when playing games, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Rather than letting him follow their boring So So So So all the time, it would be better to let him develop on his own.
It just so happened that he also wanted to see where Jiang Siming's upper limit was.
"Brother Jiang, go ahead. Even if you die, we will still remain in the ranking."
"Yes, you have brought us three of them. You can play with them however you want."
Xiao Xingmu and Wang Duoyu seemed to regard Jiang Siming as the biggest boss in the team. They didn't have to listen to Wei Shen's words, but they would definitely listen to Mingshen's words.
"Okay, I'm going to let myself go." Jiang Siming chuckled and asked Wei Shen: "You said before, where is the Korean team's favorite place to dance?"
"Shangcheng and G Port, usually RGS and AFF will be there." Wei Shen replied.
"Then I'll go there for a walk." Jiang Siming made up his mind.
Wei Shen and Xiao Xingju suddenly had the urge to mourn for RGS and AFF. Korean 'good brothers', you have to hold on.
When the plane arrived at the school, the audience and commentators only saw three 4am parachutes jumping off.
"Hey, where did Mingshen go?" Cheng Hui searched all over the map for Jiang Siming's umbrella bag, but he never found it.
"Jumped, Mingshen jumped at Port G!" Qianyi immediately found Jiang Siming who had just jumped out of the plane.
In the sky of G Port, in addition to the four umbrellas of RGS, there was also a red umbrella bag representing the Chinese red color, with 4am clearly written on it.
"Could it be that Mingshen is stuck? How could he jump here?" Little Bear became suspicious.
Just kidding, Wei Shen and the others were in school, and Jiang Siming was dancing in G Harbor. The distance between the two can be said to be the distance between life and death.
Once Jiang Siming is defeated, he will lose all hope of rescue.
"Probably not. If he gets stuck, he won't go to Port G. Mingshen did it on purpose. He wants to continue to be a lone wolf." Qianyi seemed to understand Jiang Siming's temper very well.
"If this is really the case, then I can only say that God is too fierce, and any Thai hunk will have to step aside. However, G Port has a full team of AFF, which should not be underestimated."
The director had already discovered Jiang Siming's "letting go". When he saw him dancing with AFF, his perspective was immediately fixed on G Port.
This guy is a lens locker, and something good is going to happen every minute.
"Who is this? Why is it a single umbrella?" The AFF team members also noticed.
"Never mind him, he's the one giving you points. Go down and find a gun and kill him."
The captain of AFF also asked with some concern: "The coach just said that someone will give us points? Why don't I know if it is RGS or VSG? This gift is too obvious. Will we be caught by the officials?
come out?"
From AFF's point of view, this person must have come here deliberately to give away points. No one dares to dance alone with an entire team. This is not asking for death.
The only thing he was worried about was that if the other party acted too much, the officials would catch him in pigtails.
"Forget it, let's kill him first and then talk about it. What will happen if we catch him anyway." AFF captain Style simply stopped thinking about it.
The most important thing for them now is to advance first, otherwise they will not be able to advance to the group stage. Not to mention being criticized when they return to China, their disbandment is a certainty.
The four of them landed together and found that the opponent's parachute speed was much faster than them.
An ominous premonition suddenly emerged.
"Spread out!" Style yelled.
The four parachute bags spread out immediately.
Jiang Siming landed on a container. Unfortunately, the container under his feet did not have a gun, only a crossbow.
After he landed, [Small-area Equipment Sense] worked, and he knew where the gun was.
But this was only known after landing. Now the four opponents had already landed and were looking for guns. If I ran over to pick up the guns, I would definitely be blocked by them.
Jiang Siming picked up the crossbow arrows and ran away, avoiding the sight of the four people and running out of the container.
He hid in the stone haystacks on the shore of the port near Port G.
No one noticed that Jiang Siming had left the container and was lingering beside it.
They all thought Jiang Siming was still in Port G, so after taking the gun, they didn't dare to search for anything, and immediately went out to look for him.
The four of them didn't dare to spread out. They stayed together in pairs, jumping left and right across the entire container to search for targets.
"Axi, where did this guy who sent points go?"
The four people searched for almost three minutes but found nothing, and they still only had one gun on them.
"If we don't search, poison will come." the team member reminded.
Captain Style had no choice but to give up searching for people and let the team members search for things separately. He guessed that the other party must have run away, otherwise why didn't they show up for so long.
The four people quickly searched for supplies in Port G. Jiang Siming was located in the pile of rocks behind the container on the upper right side of Port G.
This pile of rocks is also covered by grass. If you want to find it, you have to have the same sharp eyesight skills as Jiang Siming.
Obviously, they didn't. Two people walked around here several times and found nothing.
The four of them searched G Port, and the equipment was pretty good.
Not far from Jiang Siming's position, there is a Fujiwara Takumi AE86. Naturally, the members of the AFF will not let this vehicle go.
Immediately after the search, a team member ran over and planned to drive away.
Just as he was getting into the car, an inaudible crossbow bolt hit the AFF member's head. The man rolled out of the car and fell to the ground.
"F*ck!" This AFF member was so frightened that he even shouted out the mantra of the Chinese people.
Just like we usually say fuck, Assi.
The sudden team member fell to the ground, frightening the other three members of AFF.
When they looked at the upper right corner, their shock suddenly turned into anger.
"It's that guy! He's the lone wolf dancing with us!"
Only then did Style realize that there was no experience in giving points. The feeling was that Jiang Siming himself came here and wanted to destroy their entire team.
"This man is so arrogant that he can't help but go over there and dig three feet into the ground to find him!"
Angry! How can I not be angry?
I already had a deep hatred, but I didn't expect that this time I would come directly to trouble them alone, obviously not taking them seriously.
This feeling of being despised made their self-esteem as professional players extremely frustrated.
Today we must find Jiang Siming, knock him down, lift him up, knock him down again, and repeat it twenty times to eliminate the hatred in their hearts!
When the three people came over, Jiang Siming added another arrow to each other.
After patching it up, he immediately moved to another place. It was still in the crevice between the haystacks and rocks, but the direction had completely changed.
The remaining three AFF team members searched desperately for Jiang Siming near the dead team member, but they could not find Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming seemed to have disappeared, and the three of them were so anxious that they broke out in sweat. (To be continued)