MTL - Kar98K Upon Touchdown!-v2 Chapter 1343 Divine skill holding gun, fateful enemy!

The poison circle counted down one minute and twenty-seven seconds.

In the large desert, only a very small part of the desert was not eroded by radiation.

In the safe zone, three men stood.

The last three men.

"We can see that there are only three players left on the field."

"That's right, King Kim successfully eliminated Wei Shen and the Little Lion in a wave of infernal affairs, so now his position should be the closest to the safety zone among the three."

"Well, although it doesn't make much sense to say that the most safe area can't enter the circle, the closer you get to the safe area, the later you can take drugs, so you can undoubtedly take the initiative.

"Look, Satan and Vic are still playing. Satan seems to be stuck with Vic."

"The current situation is that Vic is the farthest from the last safe zone, which means that he is the first to take poison. Satan has no reason to put Vic's number one enemy into the circle."

"If that's the case, I'm afraid that the gold player who is waiting for the game will eat chicken."

"Wait, wait, King ... I don't seem to be ready to work."

"Oh! He touched it towards Satan."

Under the large-screen guide lens, I saw that Wei Shen ’s Jin Douhuan had been backhanded and just rested slightly.

Soon, he hugged the AK and quietly touched it in the direction of the gunfire.

In fact, if you can lie down and win the chicken, Jin Douhuan does not want to move.

Even a rotten chicken.

However, the gunfire over there is so fierce that there are only three left on the field, and there is no threat around him.

Facing this great opportunity in front of him, Jin Douhuan naturally inevitably wants to try it.

...

Both Liu Zilang and Satan were angry at this time.

Just now the two sides have not scored.

Looking at the countdown on the right side of the screen, Liu Zilang knew that time was not waiting for him, otherwise he would wait until the poisonous circle began to shrink.

Thinking of this, Liu Zilang couldn't help sliding a smoke bomb in his hand.

"Vic is about to press forward." On the commentary stage, Rong Ye could not help but screamed.

"Well, it seems he can't help it."

"No way, he'll be poisoned if he doesn't run."

"I don't know if you have discovered that vic actually has an advantage after getting closer."

"Everyone may see Vic playing back and forth with a world-class sniper like Satan and subconsciously treating him as a sniper."

"Oh, this is true. Although Vic has the nickname of the" Fourth Asian God of Sniper ", his true identity is actually a free man, and his close ability is comparable to the **** of autumn."

"Yes, if a sniper of Satan is drawn closer, Vic will indeed have a certain advantage, of course, if he succeeds in pushing it up."

"Well, because Vic doesn't have any cover in this forward pressing process, the difficulty is really not ordinary, and if you are a little careless, I'm afraid I will enter the 1V1 duel between Satan and King."

"..."

Beneath the stage, somewhere in the front row.

A woman in her forties seemed to feel the tension in the scene. She couldn't help but ask, "Xiaotong, can you say that Alang can win?"

"I think..."

The middle-aged man next to him wanted to speak subconsciously.

"I don't want you to think." The woman glanced at him angrily, "I want Xiaotong to think."

Seeing Dad's eating like a glutton, Zhang Xiaotong smiled secretly.

She coughed, cleared her throat, raised her face and said confidently and confidently, "Of course it will."

"Ah? Why?" The woman wondered.

"Because ... because ..."

Zhang Xiaotong suddenly got some words.

"That's good to say." The middle-aged old man wiped his nose and said with anger, "Because he is a thief of my son, he won't win if I don't break his leg."

What is the cause and effect?

The two turned to look at the confident middle-aged elderly, and they couldn't help but speak for a while ...

...

On the stage, Liu Zilang naturally did not know that he had been "scheduled" for a leg.

After two consecutive smokes were thrown, he finally touched the nearest point as much as possible.

Even so, at this time his blood volume was beaten into red blood, and his tertiary armor was almost destroyed.

No way, Satan is too good at finding opportunities.

Although Liu Zilang's two smokes were thrown very closely, Satan still saw stitches, and every time he moved, it was a hit.

The first round was a pull bolt.

The second round was a rifle.

After the two rounds, Liu Zilang almost died before he was killed, and was hit straight down halfway.

Although he successfully touched the second smoke, he now faces the next problem.

He was out of smoke.

On the presidency, the three commentaries quickly found clues.

"Oh! Vic is out of smoke."

"Well, he's awkward now. This distance is not far away, but close but not close. Vic can't exert his advantage at all."

"Yes, it is also worth mentioning that Satan is a rare all-around sniper. His mid-range and ultra-long-range sniper is very good."

"But Satan is feeling a little bit of a fire in the backyard now, and Kim has quietly touched it."

"Wait, what's out there over Vic."

"It's a grenade! But his distance ... how can I not throw it away?"

"Did Vic want to use the cover of the moment when the grenade exploded, and rushed directly to Satan?"

"His--! That's a good idea, but I'm afraid Vic will die terribly ..."

"..."

Snorted!

On the edge of the smoke, Liu Zilang, who found the grenade, calmly opened the grenade insurance.

He stared at the unclear smoke ahead,

Eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing this scene under the director's camera, the crowd under the scene could not help but widen their eyes ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ some wonder how Liu Zilang could not figure out the distance of the grenade.

Or, as the commentary says, he is going to use a grenade cover to make a wave of death?

Without waiting for everyone to think about it, Liu Zilang had rushed forward, raised his hand and slammed his arm, the thunder that came out of his hand whistled away toward the oblique upward.

The next moment, Liu Zilang suddenly drew MK14 backhand, a glide at the smoke.

Raise the gun!

Eight times the mirror!

Crosshairs lock the target!

His goal is not human,

It was the grenade in the air.

I saw that Liu Zilang turned off the full-automatic mode, his finger touched the trigger, and his hand dragged the mouse down.

The fire flickered, and a series of bullets screamed out, as if drawing a line in the air.

Ding Ding Ding——!

There was a sound of crisp metal impact!

At this moment, countless spectators and the audience on the stage explained the dazzling eyes.

Liu Zilang's calm face shot out bullets, but when the grenade reached the highest point, he magically flew it towards the oblique upward for a distance!

"This ... is this ... a shotgun?"

On the commentary stage, Rong Ye widened his eyes suddenly, his mouth wide enough to stuff two eggs.

In the live broadcast of the match, countless barrage has also become a tide.

"66666"

"Invincible, can this Nima do?"

"Look, Ray is about to fly by. Satan doesn't seem to have responded yet."

"Haha, wait for Satan to be bombed."

"Wait, wait! This thunder ... has it passed a little ?!"

"..."

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