PUBG Nightmare Player System

Chapter 160

The latest website: A+ drove the car, quickly collided with the teammate's car, felt the smoke, and created a perfect space.

Although cramped, there is nowhere to hit them.

The 17 team moved like a reckless man at this time, and Wei Shen was at a loss.

"As expected of 17, even the way to enter the circle is so special."

The 17 team has nothing special, only the marksmanship is really strong.

When Wei Shen was at his peak, he had a head-to-head encounter with Team 17. In one round, 17shou swiped the screen.

At that time, Wei Shen broke out in a cold sweat. Today, although the state of the 17 team is ups and downs, the word "reckless" almost runs through the history of this team.

When the smoke cleared, Ye Lang saw two lone wolves in an instant, 98k lifted it up without hesitation, "Bang!"

Move the target! head shot!

Before IFTY could react, he shot again.

This shot, without warning, shot the head again.

"Ding Dong, nightmare value +2300, nightmare value +1900."

"Beep!" The Dragon God almost jumped up.

These two shots moved the target headshot and solved the two lone wolves, which is simply perfect.

The only shortcoming is that these two lone wolves were not given a chance, which made them disgusted with the 17th team.

"Nice! The smoke is gone, be careful!"

The moment the smoke dissipated, Ye Lang was lying on the back of a stone.

The stone was impartial and just covered Ye Lang's body.

At this time, at 4am, the back is against the toilet, and the vehicle is erected in front, forming a perfect bunker.

The four of IFTY were not in a hurry, and a few people hid behind the fortress built by three cars.

"Ye Lang is behind, he shot just now!"

"Oh shit,

The ghost lingers, can't see it. "

"There! I see it!"

An IFTY team member quickly discovered Ye Lang's location.

A+ saw his head buzzing instantly.

In front of the bridge house, behind the tree with branches and scattered leaves, a stone raised on the ground just blocked Ye Lang's body.

In this position, if you want to hit Ye Lang, you will be madly shot by others.

"Damn, this Ye Lang is so cheap! Captain, throw the thunder, I'm so angry!"

"17 is also looking at him. In his position, he can only lie on his stomach and dare not show his head. Let's look ahead first."

...

A+ is full of self-confidence. He recognizes Ye Lang's strength, but it is limited to professional players.

He thought that even if Ye Lang shot behind their butts, he would not be able to kill more than two people in an instant, and his observers were always staring at Ye Lang's movements, and it was impossible to give him a chance.

A person cannot be invincible.

Ye Lang was lying behind the stone, Kankan was covered, and he was estimating the routes of the other teams.

The 17 team, the 4am team, and the IFTY team all have four members, forming a thorny trend.

There are only 12 players left in the finals.

"Wei Shen, try to harass Team 17, their position will be set on fire by IFTY."

At this point, Aluka couldn't hold back any longer, "I haven't met a few people in this whole game. My big gun has long been hungry and thirsty. This task is left to me."

It was too late, but the moment the smoke dissipated, the side of Team Seventeen was exposed to the three people at 4am.

Aluka AUG started to fire mercilessly.

At the same time, IFTY also shot.

They didn't want to let this opportunity go, so they only kept a watcher to keep an eye on Ye Lang's movements.

"Ye Lang, what do you want?"

Wei Shen couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Ye Lang sold out, "Hey, do you know what the last step is when cooking?"

Wei Shen was taken aback for a moment, Ye Lang's thinking span is too big, what cooking, I can't cook.

"Does shooting have anything to do with cooking?"

Ye Lang laughed loudly, "Haha, watch me perform."

After A+ chose to shoot at Seventeen, he was still muttering in his heart.

No professional team will leave even a single enemy behind their ass, and A+, a master tactician, certainly understands.

However, in this finals, he can only make a choice.

Either give Ye Lang a chance, or be set on fire by 4am and Team 17.

In the final round on the main road, the distance between the front and rear is less than 100 meters, and there are very few bunkers. It is basically impossible to want all of them.

Team 17 became a target. Under the attack of 4am and IFTY, they fell down instantly, and their heads were directly snatched by Aluka.

"Damn it! The head was robbed!"

A+ exploded.

"Don't give them a chance, stand!"

Ye Lang at this time, Ye Lang took out a piece of smoke calmly and threw it in front of him, his vision was instantly obscured.

Then he got up and came to the edge of the smoke, smiled coldly, and aimed the cold muzzle at the two of the 17th team who were spraying medicine.

98k didn't hesitate - bang! The 7.62mm bullet hit the center of the bullseye and passed through the head of the 17th team member. The second stage burst and blood flew out.

"Knocked down 17shou with 98k."

The moment the shot was fired, Ye Lang didn't hesitate and switched to ak directly. In the finals, there was no need to save bullets, and the frantic flames engulfed Dajing, the last survivor of the 17th team.

"Where is Ye Lang, beast."

"I don't know, damn it, it's gone!"

"Knocked down 17shox using AKM."

Jump out to kill directly in the upper right corner.

It took Ye Lang less than ten seconds from the smoke, to getting up and shooting, to lying down and returning to the position just now.

Flowing clouds and water, in one go.

Confident 98k, roaring akm, ghostly movement.

The dragon god felt that the wound on his forehead began to hurt again.

"Ding Dong, Nightmare Point +3200, Nightmare Point +3800."

"Ye Shen Niu Beep!"

Wei Shen roared.

As soon as Team 17 was wiped out, IFTY was left. They were attacked around 4am. Although Ye Lang became the focus of attention, he had a strategic advantage.

"What's the situation, Ye Lang doesn't report it when he comes out?"

"Captain, he has blocked the cigarette, just now I wanted to make up for someone..."

A+ mentality slightly collapsed.

Ye Lang said slowly in the team's voice, "A good chef makes a dish just like we are playing a game, from the beginning of collecting ingredients like licking a house, to selecting raw materials, which is similar to picking weapons, to entering Stir-frying is like the rational use of weapons, all of which require a process. Now, it is the last step.”

"What steps."

At 4am, the other three asked questions almost simultaneously.

Ye Lang smiled mysteriously, "The fire collects the juice!"

Then, Ye Lang took out the six incendiary bottles.

If A+ knew what Ye Lang was thinking, he might not be suffocated to death.

Boom! puff!

The sound of glass shattering came out.

"Who lost the Molotov cocktail?"

"I'm burned! Get the medicine!"

A+ is worthy of being the Dinghaishenzhen, "Don't panic, there should be only one, seal the cigarette, spray medicine to pull people!"

Molotov cocktails are actually quite tasteless. Not to mention taking up a lot of space, in most cases, they are not as neat as grenades.

People who are burned by Molotov cocktails cannot open the mirror and are extremely disgusting.