When faced with an airdrop, not picking it up and not picking it up were two different things.
Under normal circumstances, most people belonged to the former. However, Shroud belonged to the latter.
The airdrop was not as attractive to him as the sweet and delicious head in front of him.
On the other hand, Shroud glanced at the motorcycle that looked like a "New Triangular Arrow" as it sped through the crater like the wind. He furrowed his eyebrows as he felt that there was a familiar aura coming from the motorcycle.
'It can't be a man, can it?'
Shourd had a guess in his mind as his gaze sharpened.
Previously, he had been driving a desert bus. It was huge and very resistant to beatings.
Shroud had noticed this point, which was why he was driving such a vehicle in the crater. It was equivalent to carrying a moving fortress with him.
At this time, he was standing on the empty ground, using the bus as cover. He held the AKM in his hand and pulled the trigger with his fingertips. The muzzle flashed, and a series of bullets instantly burst out of the chamber!
Swish swish swish ~!
Ding ding dang dang ding ding ding ~!
Although Liu Zilang did not slow down his motorcycle, it could not outrun the speed of bullets.
Countless sparks flew from the motorcycle along with the terrifying sound of metal clanging. The area behind the motorcycle was also filled with bullets, stirring up countless rocks and gravel.
From the density of the bullets, it did not seem like one person was firing. However, there was indeed only Shroud.
Hiss ~!
Liu Zilang took a deep breath as he was amazed by his opponent's outstanding control of his gun.
It was impossible for him to stop the motorcycle and retaliate. It would be foolish for him to continue showing off his driving skills. Hence, Liu Zilang decided to pull the motorcycle forward and dashed out of the crater.
Since the airdrop was guarded by a "monster", Liu Zilang naturally knew that it was a double yolk. There was no reason for him to waste his time there. He might as well try another airdrop.
"Vic is quite a tactful fellow."
"Haha, anyone would tremble under Shroud the Great Demon King's gun."
"This is an AWM. I'm curious what the other airdrop is."
"Don't tell me it's a double AWM?"
"That's too much. Double yolk and double AWM. Do you think this game belongs to your family?"
“.....”
The airdrop had yet to land, so the audience could only fantasize.
The Observer's camera was no longer locked onto Liu Zilang. Instead, it panned to the top of the map, giving him a bird's eye view of the entire battlefield.
From this perspective, the players who were moving toward the safe zone were like streams of water flowing endlessly into the sea.
There were always exceptions to everything. Among these "thin streams", there was a mountain torrent that wandered around wantonly, constantly devouring the other rivers around it.
The director naturally noticed this as well, and the camera quickly panned down.
"Oh!
It's Satan from SKK! "
"F * ck, what kind of strategy is this?"
"A prostitute in the wilderness?
Desert Sheriff? "
“.....”
Cries of surprise rose from the audience, and many people widened their eyes.
Psst psst psst –!
The Ferrari's tires rubbed against the sand, producing an ear-piercing screech. Dust also flew up from the ground.
The next moment, before the flame-like sports car came to a complete stop, a person jumped out of the car. Without saying a word, he raised the muzzle in his hand and quietly pointed in a certain direction.
Bang!
A flower of death bloomed from the muzzle!
A sniper bullet shot out from the muzzle, piercing through the sky in the blink of an eye. It accurately hit a player who was driving a buggy more than a hundred meters away.
Blood splattered out of the white Level Two Military Helmet on that player's head, and he was instantly sent flying out of the buggy. He landed with a thud on the ground, rolled a few times, and his corpse was strewn across the wilderness.
"SKK-Satan killed RBQ-Aswp by headshot with Kar98K!"
A moving headshot, a shot to the soul!
If that was not enough to shock the audience, then the moment Satan pulled the trigger and the bullet left the chamber, he confidently put away his gun, turned around, and got into the car. Countless European and American spectators cheered even louder!
"He's back!
That man is back! "
“Oh！
God is dead, Satan has arrived! "
"That's right!
He's the man wielding the Scythe of Death! "
"Go Satan!
Kill Vic! "
“.....”
Needless to say, the European and American spectators were no less chuunibyou than those in China. They shouted all kinds of slogans with fanatical faces. In a certain section of the audience, there were even die-hard SKK fans who led the crowd to form a human wave. The atmosphere in the stadium quickly heated up.
"It's so exciting off stage!"
On the Hua Xia commentator's platform, Lord Rong looked at the European and American spectators and could not help but laugh. "Satan was very unlucky in the last match. He was killed by Rocky in one shot not long after the start of the match. This match can be considered a rebound."
"Mmm, Satan's performance in this match is indeed outstanding." As he said that, Sicca looked at the kill leaderboard and inhaled slightly. "He's still in first place!
Satan is still leading the leaderboard with fifteen kills. "
Xiao Xiao exclaimed, "My Little Ya, this guy is really strong. Why do I feel like this guy is playing a different game than the one we usually play?"
Lord Rong stared at the screen for a while, then sighed. "It's indeed different. We're playing PUBG Battle Royale, but this guy is playing PUBG Battle Royale."
Was it not PUBG Battle Royale?
On the caster's big screen, Satan was seen driving his Ferrari to the east of the two meteorite craters, chasing after all sorts of sounds. Whenever he saw someone in his field of vision, he would get out of the car and start a fight.
In comparison, the top five players on the kill leaderboard were Gtiger's Theshine, the Devil King Shroud, and even Liu Zilang.
Perhaps there was not much difference in their skills.
However, no one was as crazy or as efficient as Satan!
Just as the spectators were shocked by Satan's crazy fighting style, in the match, Satan's brows were slightly furrowed. He did not look happy.
'Slow!
'I'm still too slow!'
He said to himself in his heart.
If Satan were to say this out loud, nine out of ten people would think that he was pretending, and the remaining one would think that he was crazy.
In reality, however, Satan was neither pretending nor crazy.
That was because he felt that he was too slow, and it did not meet his expectations at all.
After all, Satan's performance in the previous match was very poor. If he wanted to compete for the honor of being the "Strongest Soloking" today, it was not enough for him to just get the chicken dinner in this match. He had to get the chicken dinner by killing a lot.
However, as time went by, the number of players alive on the battlefield decreased. Satan was only halfway to his goal of twenty-nine kills at the start of the game.
How could he not be anxious?
On the east side of the desert meteorite crater, when the fiery red Ferrari passed by the same spot for the third time, Satan did not get out of the car because he realized that there was no one around.
Thus, he abruptly changed his direction, drifted across the sand, and sped toward the meteorite crater.
Satan remembered that the airdrop had landed there before, so it was time to reap the harvest.
.....