Chapter 652 Delivery man
Soon, players came out of the game cabins one after another. Most of them were dumbfounded and had no idea what had happened.
"What's going on? I haven't even found my gun and I'm already dead! This is not fair!"
"Me too. I opened my parachute as soon as I jumped off the plane. By the time I floated to the ground, they were already waiting for me with guns ..."
"F * ck, I was sneaked up from behind and hit to death with a pan!"
"How's the game going? we want to see it!"
All the players in the VR experience area were curious. How did the game go?
The players who were eliminated didn't even understand the mechanism of the game before they were GG. Those who didn't even play the game were even more confused and didn't know how to play it.
At this moment, Qian Kun came to the VR experience area and clapped his hands,""Everyone, please take note that you can continue to watch the battle through the VR gaming pod. Other players can come to the holographic projection area to watch."
"Oh? The holographic projection is on? Let's go take a look!"
The players immediately followed Qian Kun to the holographic projection viewing area on the second floor.
There were quite a lot of people here as well, and the players who came from behind had filled up the entire holographic projection area. This kind of Grand occasion would only happen in the past when there was a major LOL competition.
Qian Kun went to test the equipment and connected the current battlefield data of PlayerUnknown's Battleground to the holographic projection device. At the same time, the game's scene appeared on the big screen.
Chen Mo had already considered the future tournament and spectator system when he made the game, so he added a full set of functions. Even though PlayerUnknown's Battleground's competition system was not as easy to promote as League of Legends, the game was still one of the more professional games.
"Oh, awesome, we can watch the battle now!"
"The holographic projection ... Is a little small. I can't even see the little person clearly."
"Look at the big screen. Eh? Was this the blue circle? It's already shrinking. "
"There's only about 50 people left. They're dying so quickly."
The players gathered around the holographic projection and discussed. Those who couldn't see the holographic projection could only look at the big screen.
The big screen still used the traditional way of observing, with a third person perspective as the main point of view, mainly to observe players who had killed more people. The holographic projection kept shrinking according to the blue circle. It would have been fun to watch it shrink to the final circle, but the first circle was too small, and the view was affected.
"Wow, awesome, they're fighting! I killed one!"
"But there's another person next to him. He was killed when he went to search the box! He's like an Oriole behind the scenes!"
"F * ck, this guy's really rich. Just now, he was wearing trash, but now he's wearing all kinds of good equipment and even changed his gun!"
The players all looked at the big screen and discussed animatedly. Now that they could watch the battle, they finally put themselves into the game.
From the holographic projection, the players were basically concentrated in a few towns, and everyone was carefully searching for them, afraid of being exposed to others.
There were quite a few players who had poor equipment, but they had managed to survive until now by hiding on the second floor of the house and pointing their guns at the stairs.
Obviously, the players who didn't understand the game's mechanics, were impulsive, and had bad marksmanship had all become crates. Those who survived were either good marksmen, lucky, or good at hiding.
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Old P waited carefully on the second floor, observing the situation outside through the window, but he did not see any other players.
There had been two intense gunshots outside as well. The first time, a kill notification had appeared at the bottom left corner of his vision. The second time, two notifications had appeared at the same time. He did not know if the person had died in Pochinki or other areas.
Old P really wanted to go out and take a look with his submachine gun, but he resisted the urge.
He looked at the blue circle and saw that the second blue circle had appeared. Pochinki was still in the safe zone.
Old P was a little conflicted because his equipment wasn't very good and he didn't have many potions.
Just as he was hesitating whether he should go out and search again, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from downstairs. Then, the door opened with a creak.
Old P was suddenly invigorated. Before he went upstairs, he had deliberately closed the door and disguised the house as if no one had been here before. Of course, the items had all been taken away, but everyone was a newbie now, so the guy down there probably wouldn't notice such details.
The footsteps were very clear, and old P could even accurately sense the specific location of the person who came. He should be wandering around the first floor.
Old P quietly walked to the side of the stairs, switched out his S686, and then rushed out!
The guys on the first floor had pretty good equipment. They looked like they were of good quality. They had AKM on their backs and a car in their hands. They were wandering around the first floor, probably wondering why there were so few supplies in the house.
Hearing the movement behind him, the man was obviously shocked. He quickly turned around, but old P had already arrived on the first floor and fired two shots with his S686!
"Bang Bang!"
Two rapid shots were fired without any interval between them. The two of them were on the first floor, which meant that they were only three or four meters apart. The S686's grapeshot shot sent the man flying into the air. Even the level two bulletproof vest he was wearing could not save him. He crashed into the wall on the side, smashing the debris on the table.
Old P heard a voice from a VR gaming pod next to him.""F * ck!!!"
Obviously, this guy was scared out of his wits.
Old P was secretly happy. He looked around while reloading. There should be no one else.
The S686's close-range combat ability was indeed very powerful. Two shots were enough to take him down.
Old P came to the side of the box."Damn, so many things!"
A level two Spetsnaz Helmet, a level two Military Vest, a level three backpack, two guns, an Pascal and an AKM. There were also other accessories, a scope, bandages, a first aid kit, a drink, and so on ...
Old P was happy. This was simply a courier! He had spent so much effort to find so many good things, and then he couldn't wait to send them all to him.
He didn't know if this guy was very angry. His equipment was obviously so good, but he was tricked by him.
After changing into a full set of equipment, old P's level three backpack was almost full. There were a lot of useless things in there, such as submachine guns, grapeshot bullets, and so on. Old P packed up his backpack and threw them all away.
There was no place to put fuel, so old P hesitated for a moment and threw it away.
The SCAR in old P's hand was almost full, and he was just short of a magazine, so it didn't affect him much. The only problem was that there weren't many bullets, less than 90.
"Let's go out for a walk. "
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