0087 Chapter 3 The Road to the Conspiracy and the Zero-Sum Game Conspiracy Section 5
While vr-c1002 read out the order, the sides of the car behind slid open, revealing a variety of weapons inside. These equipment looked very similar to those in the watch world, and none of them would dodge at first glance.
The electric arc glowed with the color of the future. But upon closer inspection, Qu Yun found that not a single gun in the entire car was exactly the same as the equipment collected by the Yin Xiyi family that he had seen before.
Bodybuilder Artest whistled and was the first to walk over and pick up a light machine gun with a Colt style.
Although the overall appearance is similar, the model mark of VR-G32 is cast on the gun body. This shows that it is a type of weapon that does not exist in the table world.
Judging from the size, this is the most domineering weapon in the entire vehicle... Well, the firepower should be the same. Just by looking at it, any player can feel its powerful recoil. It is this that makes people subconsciously feel
This gun and Artest are a perfect match.
"There are no characteristics? We don't know height, weight, clothing, or even gender and age. How can we catch the criminal? There's no point in playing this game!" Nandi complained, with a melancholy look on his face.
"Since I said no loss, then this task is not difficult to say..." Jigglypuff didn't finish his words, and there was a hint of joyful ferocity on his fat face.
"No! That will hurt the innocent residents in the building!" Just seeing Jigglypuff's expression, Xiaoyu immediately objected. Qu Yun felt that she was actually a very smart child, but she often acted a little naive.
"Haha, this is a Lamarck game. The lives of the natives in the game world are not within our scope of consideration," Shi Xueshen's voice was slightly low, not like what a child of this age could produce. He looked at Qu Yun and raised his eyebrow slightly.
Eyebrows said: "But even in that world, if you can win the game and kill hundreds of ordinary people, what does it matter. Miss Musician, what do you think?"
Qu Yun nodded and said: "If the equipment is sufficient, I completely agree to blow up the entire building. But, is it really that simple?"
Hearing Qu Yun's answer, Xiaoyu was neither angry nor frightened nor did he refute. He just bit his lips slightly. This performance made Qu Yun look at her even more highly.
Just as Qu Yun was answering, Zhen Hui, who was originally following Artai, walked up. He picked a pump-action shotgun, picked it up and was playing with it while he was appreciating it.
Seeing Zhen Hui Qi's index finger inserted into the trigger guard, Qu Yun frowned slightly: "Be careful."
"It's okay, there's insurance..." Zhen Huiqi was still smiling playfully, demonstrating to Qu Yun that the trigger could not be pulled.
Qu Yun only heard an extremely weak "click" and didn't even have time to shout to remind everyone to pay attention. She could only focus on lying sideways on the ground.
"boom!!!"
The huge fireball rose and fell, and the world seemed to suddenly become quiet.
Except for Qu Yun, who was lying down, and Artai, who stood as solid as a rock and protected his face with his arms, everyone else flew out.
The equipment truck...exploded?
Of all the people, the most miserable person was naturally Zhen Huiqi, who was at the center of the explosion. The upper half of this unlucky child's body was missing, and only one of his legs was left, which was bounced far away by the shock wave.
The second unluckiest person was Ren Mianshuang. Originally, Qu Yun and her group were sitting halfway near the car door. Except for Artest, who took the lead, the rest of the group were naturally in the front.
Qu Yun was not injured. She got up and stumbled over to Ren Mianshuang to check.
Ren Mianshuang passed out completely, and her breathing and pulse were still stable. However, there was a laceration on her abdomen caused by flying debris, and she was bleeding.
Qu Yun was a little anxious. She didn't have enough first aid knowledge and didn't dare to move, so she looked around. When she turned her head, she saw the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at Ren Mianshuang's head.
"Sorry, the time for this game is very tight, we can't be a burden." Artest smiled maliciously.
What greeted this smile was a twisted and gnarled branch.
Qu Yun's smile was unusual, giving off a slightly cold feeling like a blue maple. She held the branch and pointed it at Atai's nose.
"Believe it or not, if you pull the trigger, you will be the first to die."
It was a very funny scene to others, but the bodybuilder involved was breaking out in a cold sweat.
This small and delicate girl, and the broken branch in her hand, seemed to be suppressed by some soul-shaking power.
The body and the powerful weapons in his hands, which he had honed over the course of twelve evolutions in twelve games, seemed to have been completely conquered by the shock, and he could not lift up any strength at all.
The sweetheart on the side jumped over, and she was not injured. At the moment of the explosion, she cleverly hid behind Jigglypuff.
"Let me see," the person she spoke to was Shi Xueshen: "Originally, my training goal was battlefield rescue, so I can practice my skills."
Artest suddenly shook his body, shaking off the inexplicable shock in his soul, and then became angry with shame.
A hand stretched out from behind him and instantly snatched the light machine gun from his hand.
"The musician is right. If you shoot, you will be the one who will die." Shi Xueshen, a student at Eye Middle School, said while using dazzling hand speed to disassemble all the external components of the light machine gun.
Then he suddenly slowed down and carefully opened the receiver. He pulled out a small black irregular plastic object stuffed in the piston assembly. "Artai, how many times have I taught you to use your brain first. You never thought about it.
Why did the explosion happen?"
Shi Xueshen was about to pull out the small black object, but Qu Yun reached out to stop him.
"Slow down." Qu Yun's shooting talent is negative, but this does not prevent her from mastering the knowledge and structure of firearms at a speed several times faster than ordinary people by Lan Feng's side.
Shi Xueshen raised his eyebrows, then frowned. He carefully pulled the black plastic object out of the gun frame a little bit... Sure enough! There was a hair-thick filament attached to the back of the glue that was almost invisible to the naked eye. With a shake of his hand,
It will break.
Shi Xueshen also had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead as he restored the receiver.
"This gun is useless. I don't have the skills to dismantle this kind of bomb." As he said that, he threw the receiver away and looked at Qu Yun. Shi Xueshen recognized that this was a chemical bomb. Apart from tearing off the fuse, there was only violent force.
It may only be activated by impact or high-temperature combustion.
Of course it wouldn't explode if he threw the bomb on the ground with a bit of anger, but it was enough to scare several people into jumping.
Qu Yun shook her head as if she didn't care at all about Shi Xueshen's bombs, but she said to Artest: "Maybe our team is at a disadvantage, but please don't challenge our bottom line again. If you never thought about letting us go back alive from the beginning,
So don’t try to use our hands to pass the game. Let’s just fight to the death here.”
"Okay!" Artest did not retreat but moved forward, taking a step forward and saying: "I don't know what magic tricks you know. Even when facing the third young master of Jizhou, I, Artest, never took a step back!" Obviously, just now, I didn't take a step back!
His gaffe really made him angry.
"Asshole! I'm not dead yet! Are you allowed to talk nonsense?" Shi Xueshen unexpectedly showed his angry side. His still immature voice screamed in an old-fashioned way, which was quite awkward.
He kicked Artest in the butt. From their reactions to the explosion, it was easy to see the huge difference in their fighting abilities. Artest had no need to give in.
But under Shi Xueshen's kick, the man who had stood upright even during the explosion fell to the ground. After he got up, he didn't look dissatisfied at all. He just stood quietly with his head lowered, his face full of respect.