In a solo tournament, even if one could not become the "Strongest Soloking", if one could become the man who could kill the "Strongest Soloking", that would be a pretty good thing.
Unfortunately, he was not the only one who had the same idea.
As such, wherever there were people, there would be Jianghu, and wherever there was Jianghu, there would be a bloodbath.
The gunshots on the riverbank did not stop once they started.
Everyone wanted to kill Liu Zilang, but he had to survive first. That meant that he had to eliminate the threats around him first.
Not far away from the riverbank, Liu Zilang crouched behind Little Sheep with an AWM in his hands.
He had his 8x scope peeking at the riverbank. He was hesitating as to who he should gift the bullet to.
After looking left and right for a long time, he saw a player wearing a Level Three Spetsnaz Helmet ready to pull the trigger.
Unexpectedly, before he could fire the shot, his opponent's body froze, and he fell backward onto the ground.
'Motherf * cker!
'Why can't I even gift him an AWM bullet?'
Liu Zilang's eyes twitched. He took a deep breath and continued to look for his next target.
He lowered his standards and gave up on the Level Three Spetsnaz Helmet.
As long as his opponent had a Level Two Spetsnaz Helmet, he would not hesitate to gift him the last bullet.
However, what happened next gave Liu Zilang a headache. He had aimed at two to three people, and the moment he pulled his crosshair, his opponent would fall to the ground.
It could not be helped. There was no cover or obstacles on the riverbank. Although there was a Great Wall of Fire in the middle, wind, rain, and bullets could enter the Great Wall.
Not only could it enter, but it could also pass through.
After learning from Shroud's mistake, the players who went ashore fought fiercely. This could be seen from the almost hysterical tone of the casters on the commentary platform.
"Oh my god!
It's too fast!
They're losing players too fast! "
"Another one has been taken down. There are only seven players left on the battlefield!"
"Vic's position is too good. No one is paying attention to him."
"Sigh!
Looks like God wants Vic to get chicken dinner. "
"There's nothing you can do about it."
As the casters lamented, the remaining seven players were losing players at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, there were only four players left, including Liu Zilang.
"Tsk tsk, Vic has killed quite a number of players again."
"His position is the target practice spot. He doesn't even need SKR when he's shooting with the SLR."
"The two players left on the riverbank are Viss from T * ck and Mxey from Faze. These two are pretty tough to survive the chaotic battle and Vic's sniper shot."
"That's true. Right now, the position they're lying in can barely be considered a bunker. I wonder if they can complete this wave of beheading and slaying the dragon."
"Wait!
That's not right!
Wasn't there supposed to be four people?
Other than Vic, why are there only two players by the river? "
Xiao Xiao's words immediately reminded everyone. Everyone fixed their eyes on it, and for a moment, they couldn't help but be stunned.
At this time, the caster's camera suddenly panned to the southwest direction behind Liu Zilang.
A figure wearing a ghillie suit entered everyone's sight. He was lying on the ground with a MK14 in his arms, inching forward bit by bit.
On the commentary platform, Lord Rong exclaimed, "Oh!
It's Miccoy from North America's Ghost! "
Sicca looked at the big screen and scratched his head in confusion. His expression was one of shock. "Wow!
When did this guy get there? It looks like he even took an airdrop. "
"I got it."
Xiao Xiao suddenly snapped her fingers. "Miccoy probably didn't join the Revival Army at all. He's been at the southern side of the Yin-Yang Circle since the beginning."
Sicca's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he immediately nodded. "Eh!
That sounds like a real possibility! "
"Tsk tsk, this Miccoy is quite fresh and refined."
Xiao Xiao suddenly clapped her hands and said quickly, "Now that Vic's attention is focused on the riverbank, Miccoy has a very good chance!"
Lord Rong smiled bitterly when he heard Xiao Xiao's words. "I can't believe everyone's plan to mess with Vic didn't work out. In the end, an unintentional person managed to get his hands on him. It seems like PUBG is still a game of luck."
When Xiao Xiao and Sicca heard Lord Rong's words, they could not help but nod.
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A warm breeze blew across the grassland by the riverbank.
The wind blew, and the grass was low. There were no cows or sheep in sight.
There was only a grassy monster lying there quietly, as if it had blended in with its surroundings.
At that moment, Miccoy's heart was clear and calm. He looked like a round dewdrop lying quietly on a leaf in the morning, as if he had already known his fate.
Miccoy was not a competitive person. This was evident from the fact that he still had the leisure to pick up the airdrop in the deciding match. He was one of the few hot-tempered players in the western world who were relatively calm.
It was only when he saw the back of that man in the final circle that Miccoy understood something.
Some things.
It was unavoidable.
Unknowingly, his heart began to beat faster. There seemed to be some restless factor in the blood flowing in his body that was summoning him to complete a destiny.
That was to chop off that man's head, to regain the dignity that the western world had lost in the past three matches, and to restore the prestige of the western men …
'Ugh, why does that sound so weird?'
In any case, Miccoy, who was crawling forward on the grassland, felt the call of time. The MK14 in his hands began to move.
On the western commentary platform, although the two commentators had congratulated Liu Zilang earlier, they became excited when they saw that there was a player on their side who could do it!
"Steady! Steady!
You have to be steady! "
"Buddy, don't panic. Let Viss and Mxey draw the firepower away."
"That's right!
You only have one goal, and that's to kill Vic! "
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"Haha, I can already imagine Vic's surprised face when he's killed!"
"Oh my god, that must be a wonderful feeling!"
"Oh!
Beautiful!
T * ck's Viss and Vic are fighting. That's the key. "
"Faze's Mxey is also attacking from the flank!"
Tut tut tut ~!
Bang bang bang ~!
In the blink of an eye, Liu Zilang's SLR and Viss's SKS were facing each other. Viss did not lie down again after that final blow.
One word, hard!
The moment the gunshots rang out, Hua Xia's side was still calm. However, the commentators on the western commentary platform became excited.
Although the commentators had to be fair and objective, it did not affect their support for the players in their own region.
Even if Miccoy killed Liu Zilang and got the chicken dinner, he had no hope of becoming the champion. However, if he could forcefully break Liu Zilang's chicken dinner streak, it would be a powerful boost to the morale of the western region!
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