On both sides of the airdrop crate.
The two players were not from the same team.
In a professional match, it was a strange scene. Those who did not know might even think that they were in a team illegally.
However, if Li Muqiu knew …
He would probably shout that sentence out loud.
'I, Li Muqiu, am not in a team!!!'
Unfortunately, he was still immersed in the joy of seeing his 98K and Level Two Military Helmet. He was happily putting on his helmet and swapping the 98K on the ground with the shotgun in his hand.
However, the 98K that Liu Zilang dropped was a naked gun. It did not even have a single bullet, let alone accessories. With Li Muqiu's equipment, it was impossible for him to have 7.62mm bullets.
"If only I had more." After touching the gun, he smacked his lips and couldn't help but think.
As soon as the thought popped up in his mind, he saw 30 7.62mm bullets appear on the list of the airdrop crate and backpack.
Li Muqiu was startled when he saw that.
'What's going on?
'Did I miss something just now?'
Due to the grenade and the long period of silence, he had the misconception that there was no one around him.
Li Muqiu did not expect that not only was there someone, but there was also an airdrop crate between them.
However, Liu Zilang saw that the person next to him was happily looting the crate. He could not hit anyone as his line of sight was blocked.
Although he did not know who the person was, he knew that he was a professional.
Although he dared to look down on his opponent's "intelligence" in terms of strategy, he did not dare to look down on his opponent's hearing ability.
Therefore, he dared not move his feet as he was extremely low on health. If he were to be heard, his opponent would definitely react immediately.
However, Liu Zilang suddenly thought of something. He remembered that the gun that he had dropped did not have any bullets.
Looking at how poor the person was, he did not seem like someone who had bullets. Therefore, he decided to send charcoal in snowy weather to invite the person into the trap …
As expected.
Li Muqiu was overjoyed when he saw 30 bullets appear on the list of items around him. He immediately started searching the ground with his butt in the air.
"Could it be that it's stuck under the airdrop crate?"
Li Muqiu subconsciously touched his chin. "Hmm … Maybe it's on the other side."
Therefore, he immediately moved his feet and started searching around the airdrop crate.
The next moment, from his FPP perspective, he saw a black shadow appear under his feet.
Li Muqiu's heart skipped a beat and he raised his head abruptly.
Without any warning, a long and thick silenced M24 was stuffed directly into his mouth, and it looked like he took the initiative to reach out to it …
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Holy sh * t!
Li Muqiu's eyes widened!
However, before he could react, the other party fired a shot!
Puchi!
The silenced M24's unique gunshot rang out. It was soft and lingering, as if a stapler had just finished rewinding.
All of a sudden, the Level Two Military Helmet that Li Muqiu had just picked up shattered before it could even warm up. Blood splattered out of his head!
What the hell was that?
Caught off guard, Li Muqiu, who was shot in the head, was in a terrible state!
With the sound of gunshots,
Liu Zilang, on the other hand, shook his head and labeled his opponent as a 'muggle' in his mind.
However, when the kill notification appeared on the top right corner of the screen, he saw the Muggle's ID.
Instantly, Liu Zilang felt extremely unwell!
'What the f * ck … What the hell was that?'
The next moment, he quickly looked straight ahead and pretended to be focused on his computer screen.
Although the two of them were far apart, they were both in the Asian zone. Li Muqiu would definitely get up and leave the stage after being eliminated.
In fact, he was very sure of it.
The kid must be glaring at him furiously after being toyed with by him. Therefore, he had to focus and be immune to his opponent's glare.
As expected.
Li Muqiu stared at Liu Zilang for a while and realized that the kid was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He did not even raise his head to look at him.
At that moment, he could only remember this grudge and leave the stage helplessly …
On the commentary platform, Lord Rong could not help but suck in a breath of cold air after witnessing the entire scene.
"Tsk tsk … Vic has really taught us a textbook example of a sly player!"
"I've learned it, I've learned it!"
Ruo Feng said in awe, "It turns out that a real sly player doesn't take the initiative to aim. Instead, he waits for his opponent's head to be placed in front of his gun."
"Hehe, this kid's playstyle is really a pain in the ass sometimes."
Su Changming could not help but laugh as he shook his head. Then, he continued, "Now that the first blue circle is about to shrink, let's see how the next circle will refresh."
As the casters on the platform spoke,
The first blue circle that had been shrinking for a long time finally coincided with the boundary of the safe zone.
Then, with a "whoosh" …
The next circle refreshed!
"Oh!
It's a southwest tangent circle that refreshed to the south of Pochinki, the wheat field, Georgopol, and the V-shaped trenches. "
"Yup, there are currently 81 players on the battlefield. However, I think that in a solo match, the outbreak of conflict won't be as close to the end as it is in a squad match or a squad match."
"That's right. In a solo match, each of the 81 players will be in a one-man team. Therefore, when they occupy a spot in the safe zone, they won't be able to occupy a spot as many as they would in a squad match. Therefore, it's inevitable that there will be conflicts and collisions when they move."
"Now that all the players outside the safe zone have started moving, there's no need to wait too long."
“.....”
In the match, after the next circle refreshed, Liu Zilang took a look at the map. He quickly ran toward the motorcycle that Jembty had sent to him on a hill not far away from him.
At that time, the caster's camera was still on the screen. When the Chinese live-stream viewers saw this scene, they could not help but discuss among themselves.
"F * ck!
Finally, a two-wheeled motorcycle. "
"A motorcycle?
Does Vic's driving skill allow him to ride a motorcycle? "
"That's right. I was dumbfounded when I saw Vic's three-wheeled motorcycle funeral yesterday."
"Hehe, little brother, you're new here, right? A two-wheeled super god, a three-wheeled super ghost."
"Vic's motorcycle is the real deal. Forget about his teammates, he can't even catch up with the f * cking Heavenly Fire."
“.....”
On the hill, the motorcycle's engine roared!
Liu Zilang revved the motorcycle and used the momentum of the motorcycle to accelerate. Soon, he reached his maximum speed.
At that time, if Liu Zilang were to enter the safe zone from his current position, he would have to go over the mountain range and then go around the wheat field on the east side of Pochinki. Finally, he would turn at the intersection of Xiqiao Sosnovka Military Base Highway to enter the safe zone at the fastest speed possible.
In a one-on-one match, Liu Zilang did not have to worry about being targeted by a full squad. Hence, he flew at full speed.
In fact, as the fastest vehicle in PlayerUnknown's Battleground.
Once the motorcycle's speed increased, as long as it was not stuck to someone's face, very few people would be able to shoot it down.
Liu Zilang sped like the wind and soon reached the edge of the safe zone. His destination was the small wooden house with a red roof and yellow walls at the foot of the mountain south of Pochinki on the map.
However, what Liu Zilang did not know was …
At that time, a man called 4AM-Godv was lying on the wooden bed in the small wooden house's bedroom. He looked like a two-hundred-pound baby in deep sleep …
However, at that time, the muzzle of the AKM in his hand was pointed at the wooden door of the bedroom.
Seeing this strange scene, many of the spectators in the Chinese live-stream channels were stunned.
But wait …
Why did it feel like they had seen this scene before?