Chapter 6 Game Over

[Nickname: Huangpao Jia Shen]

[Name: Ma Peng]

[Value: 0]

[Instinct: focus]

[Skills: "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned"]

Only this information can be seen.

The reason for using a sniper rifle is because of "concentration"? Why didn't the shot hit? Li Changzhou thought.

Li Qianxia pulled up the T-shirt that clung to her body and took off her sneakers, revealing lacy white socks.

She shook her shoes and shook off a few pebbles and sand.

After putting on his shoes, he looked at Yang Qinglan with envy.

Yang Qinglan's leggings tightly tightened her ankles. The most important thing was the hat, which kept her face clean and nothing fell into her collar.

The sun shone on her long black hair, which looked as elegant as if she were on an outing.

"I should have known I'd be wearing a hat too," she lamented.

"Aren't you going to explain to me what this is?" Li Changzhou turned his eyes to the two of them. He held the sniper rifle in his left hand and held the "identity card" of the ghillie suit between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

"ID card." Yang Qinglan said.

"The ID card of a dead person." Li Qianxia said.

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Yang Qinglan looked around.

Li Qianxia explained while cleaning the leaves from her hair: "After the game is over, you can exchange it for value coins at the bus stop. There may be other uses, but we don't know."

Li Changzhou nodded.

"I thought I could inherit valuable coins, equipment, and skills from other people's identity cards, and killing people doesn't seem to increase my own value."

"Everything has to wait until the game ends and settlement is reached at the platform." Yang Qinglan said.

"What should we do next? Stay here or move to another place?" Li Qianxia asked.

"It's too dangerous to walk in the forest," Yang Qinglan mused, "We learn to be snipers, use branches and grass as camouflage, and find a place to ambush."

"Okay!" Li Qianxia nodded vigorously.

Then, she turned her head strangely and looked at Li Changzhou: "Brother, why don't you speak?"

A shadow that only Li Changzhou could see enveloped him, and a human-shaped black mist stood beside him, looking down at him.

It raised its "right arm" and its "fingertips" turned into a thin line and flew into the "identity card" in Li Changzhou's hand.

[Instinct: Concentration] This string of blue flame text left the "identity card", suspended in the air, swaying and burning slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the humanoid black mist sucked the flame into its "mouth".

At the same time, Li Changzhou couldn't help but recall the appearance of the white "identity card".

[Skills: "Concentration" (Level F), "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned"]

[F-Level Concentration: When you are highly concentrated, there is a 10% chance of entering concentration]

[Concentration: Intelligence +1, Perception +1]

This series of changes were all caused by Li Changzhou's idea of ​​"how great it would be if he could absorb other people's instincts."

Class F? Are there levels of instinct?

"elder brother?"

"Huh?" Li Changzhou came to his senses and put the "identity card" in his hand into the game backpack, "By the way, does the backpack only have one slot?"

"Yes," Li Qianxia nodded, "and only equipment, items and identity cards purchased with value coins can be placed."

Yang Qinglan added: "Items of the same type can be stacked."

It seems that she used value coins to buy more than 2 items of the same type.

"Stop talking nonsense," Yang Qinglan said again, "act quickly."

"Yes, captain!" Li Qianxia saluted, holding a gun like a big-headed soldier.

The three of them began to toss branches and grass blades.

Their skills are not as good as the sniper nicknamed "Yellow Robe", but they help each other "bury", and the concealment effect is pretty good.

The sniper rifle is held by Li Changzhou, the weakest member of the team. With this heavy weapon in hand, as a man, he always has the urge to shoot at anything.

He remained in a lying position and fired, wrapping his arms around the gun strap and tightly integrating the gun with his body. The tripod was folded in, and the gun body was covered with branches.

After waiting quietly for a while, which was about the time Li Changzhou was mentally imagining killing ten people with headshots, Li Qianxia, ​​who was in a pile of weeds, whispered:

“What if I need to pee?”

"Don't waste it." Li Changzhou closed his left eye and looked at the big, black and thick sight with his right eye.

The circle around the scope is slightly blurry, but the middle is very clear with dense dots.

If you are a real sniper, you can use vertical divisions to measure distance and height correction; use horizontal divisions to correct windage and advance of moving targets.

It's a pity that Li Changzhou has only played 98K, AWM, and Mosingana. They are all in the game.

"Brother," Li Qianxia's tone was a little hard to explain, "are you really going to drink? If it's you, brother, I, I can do it."

Before Li Changzhou could realize what she meant, she quickly added: "But there is no cup, so you have to close your eyes!"

"shut up!"

"Asaka!"

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan spoke at the same time, obviously they couldn't stand this guy.

Li Qianxia chuckled and muttered: "It's to lighten the mood."

Sweat slid down the faces of the three people and rolled into Li Changzhou's eyes. The sodium and moisture stung his eyes, making him unable to open them.

Li Qianxia gently rubbed the clean area with the back of her hand for him.

At this moment, Yang Qinglan whispered: "Someone is coming!"

Li Changzhou ignored the stinging pain, forced his eyes open, moved the camera slightly, and found the person Yang Qinglan was talking about.

Camouflage uniform, beret tilted to the right, holding a rifle.

Even with Li Changzhou's experience, he could recognize that gun at a glance, it was an AK47.

If the "Huangpao Jia Shen" had used this powerful rifle that could fire continuously, the three of them might have been shot into pieces before they ran into the trench.

"A person, male, 25 to 30 years old, with an AK47 assault rifle and a dagger on his waist." Li Changzhou reported softly.

Yang Qinglan got close to Li Changzhou and whispered, "I'll pull him towards us, so be prepared."

".Kill him directly?"

"Of course." Yang Qinglan's voice was low, like clouds covering the sun and shadows on a winter stream.

Li Qianxia looked at her brother.

Li Changzhou brushed away the sweat that was about to slip into his eyes, and pressed his right eye sharply against the scope.

Yang Qinglan's eyes slowly turned blue.

In the sight of the scope, the figure in the camouflage uniform suddenly fell forward, as if a person was being pulled away by a truck with his body tied around his waist.

"boom!"

The M95 sniper rifle, which has no silencer and only a flash cap, makes a loud noise like thunder.

Ringing in the ears, numbness in shoulders and arms, smell of fire smoke.

Missed.

"elder brother!"

"Click! Click!" Turn the bolt and load the bullet.

The scorching sun shone on Li Changzhou's face, his eyebrows were like tempered blades, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

The camouflage uniform clung to a tree at hand, as if falling on a cliff, kicking his feet on the ground.

A drop of sweat was rolling down from the temples, his chest was rising and falling slightly, his finger was on the trigger, and everything was clear and clear with that wonderful pressure.

"F-Level Concentration" triggers.

"Bang!" The thunder rang again.

A big hole exploded in the waist of the camouflage uniform, and the body was almost torn apart.

The hand that gripped the branch weakly let go, and the body continued to fall to the ground like garbage, with blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

"Shoot to death." Li Changzhou said coldly.

"Thank you for your hard work. His ID card is also yours." Yang Qinglan's voice was comforting.

"How is it?" Li Changzhou pulled the bolt again and loaded the bullet. He moved his eyes away from the scope and calmed down. "One person was killed with two shots."

"So handsome~I love you so much, brother Chang Zhou~"

Generally, when a younger sister talks like this, the older brother should be careful.

Sure enough, Li Qianxia went on to say: "To celebrate, let's go back and treat us! I want to eat the spicy hotpot on the second floor of the Third Canteen, and a bottle of iced Coke!"

"Do you want to drink urine? Room temperature, fresh, mine."

"That's enough for you brothers and sisters." Yang Qinglan, a fresh and beautiful girl, couldn't bear such a heavy topic.

Li Changzhou and Li Qianxia rarely talk about such topics except to each other.

If you search for "eat shit" in the WeChat chat history of the two people, there will be at least hundreds of them.

"What to do with the ID card and gun?" Li Changzhou asked.

"I'll pick it up. Brother and Qinglan will cover me." With that, Li Qianxia was about to rush out.

"Wait!" Yang Qinglan held her back, "I'll do it."

She used "Repulsion" to pull the "Identity Card" that fell near the corpse's head towards the three of them intermittently.

Because of the obstacles of grass and rocks, sometimes you need to pull left or right.

Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, every thirty seconds, Li Changzhou silently counted the intervals between Yang Qinglan's instincts.

Just when Li Qianxia caught the "identity card" in camouflage uniforms, the three of them looked at each other.

Game over.