After discovering the truth …
Liu Zilang could not help but feel relieved.
Hence, he rode on his motorcycle and happily headed in the direction of the safe zone.
.....
On Hua Xia's commentary platform.
"Looks like Boss Su's prediction was right. Players will die earlier in the solo tournament. There are only forty-nine players left on the field."
"That's right. However, in the fight for the Solo King title, while it's important to stay alive and win the chicken dinner, kills are equally important."
"Hmm, let's take a look at the current kill rankings."
"Oh, the current kill leader is SKK's sniper, Satan. He's already got nine kills!"
"Wait, the kill leaderboard has been updated."
"Oh my god, Satan has ten kills!
He's the first player to break into the double digits! "
“.....”
As the commentators on the commentary platform gasped in shock, the live caster showed the kill leaderboard at the bottom left corner of the screen.
First: SKK-Satan, 10 kills!
Second: 4AM-Vic, 8 kills!
Third: IG-Wolves, 4 kills!
Fourth: Liquid-Jemzz, 3 kills!
....
The fifth and fourth players were tied. Karl, who was also from SKK, had a triple kill. Below him were the players with two and one kills.
From the rankings, it was clear that in PUBG's solo tournament, the strong preyed on the weak was the law of the jungle.
For example, Satan, who was ranked the highest, had single-handedly accounted for one-fifth of the players who had died in the match.
The total kills of the top five players accounted for half of the players who had died in the match.
As for the contestants who were ranked at the bottom, they had very few kills on them. Many of them didn't even kill a single person before they were taken away.
Needless to say, this was the ecosystem of PlayerUnknown's Battleground Solo Tournament.
There was only one way to kill or be killed. This was the most direct clash of individual strengths.
.....
In the third safe zone, Liu Zilang's playstyle was much more stable. After all, compared to the previous two circles, the third circle was much smaller.
Even if there were no situations where four players would shoot at him at the same time, if he accidentally angered the crowd and caused them to curse him, then his happy motorcycle would quickly become a "sad motorcycle."
In the solo competition, there were only three ways to choose a location.
He could either blindly charge into the center and gamble on his fate, or he could block the edge of the circle and not move if the circle didn't move. As for the last option, it was the Voldemort Style.
Although it was despised by others, it had more choices and was more malleable.
At that moment, the two most obvious locations in the center of the safe zone were Gatka and the V-shaped trenches.
However, Liu Zilang felt that all his luck in this match had been sucked dry by that idiotic disciple of his. Betting on the destiny circle was obviously not a good choice for him.
It was easier said than done.
But in reality, it was also a technical job.
Liu Zilang knew that he was not familiar with this business, so he quickly gave up.
The only thing they could do now was to camp at the edge of the circle.
The corner of Liu Zilang's mouth curled up as he thought about this.
We're familiar with this!
Hence, as he rode on his motorcycle, he encountered a few people who wanted to attack him.
However, with his speed and skill, it was not easy for them to take him down.
"Screech!"
Very soon.
The sound of an emergency brake was heard.
On the map, Liu Zilang found an open-air wooden toilet at the edge of the safe zone. Then, he stopped his motorcycle at the side.
Then, he looked at the situation around him.
After confirming that there was no one nearby,
He quickly took out his M24 with a silencer and camped at the edge of the circle from the northeast.
"Vic wants to camp at the edge of the circle in a solo competition?
That's not very appropriate, right? "
"Relatively speaking, the area that a solo player can control is too small. If many people enter the circle, they won't be able to control it at all."
"Mmm, and it's easy to be attacked from the back. Who knows, you might get ambushed from behind when you're fully focused on outsiders."
"But I think that Vic's M24 has a silencer. If he controls the distance, it'll be harder for him to be discovered, right?"
"Huh?
Wait a minute!
What's Vic doing? Isn't he going to camp? Why is he squatting at the toilet? "
“.....”
The three casters thought that Liu Zilang was going to play "one man at a time" and were seriously analyzing the possibilities.
However, when they turned around …
Their faces darkened.
From the caster's God's perspective.
After Liu Zilang parked his motorcycle behind the toilet, he sneaked into the toilet.
'What the h * ll?
'Did I get the wrong script?'
In the blink of an eye, the mouths of the three casters on the platform started twitching.
It turned out that after Liu Zilang hid in the wooden toilet, he suddenly switched his M24 to an AKM.
Then, like an electric drill, he drilled a hole through the wooden wall of the toilet …
Seeing this unexpected scene, the Chinese live-stream viewers were slightly startled and could not help but laugh out loud.
"Wow, wow!
I'm really impressed! "
"Tsk tsk, looking at Vic's skillful technique, he must have drilled holes in the toilet before, right?"
"Ugh … Are you serious, the one above?"
"Vic says: I'm really not a cunning b * stard!"
“.....”
In the game, after Liu Zilang drilled a hole, he crouched in the toilet and peeped.
He had been ambushed a few times on his way here. Although he managed to survive each time, he had recorded the names of those people in his notebook.
As expected, after a while.
In his field of vision, a person with the body of a cat appeared, and with the help of the bushes on the ridge of the field, he was moving forward one tree after another.
Seeing this, Liu Zilang could not help but smirk. He then raised the long muzzle of his silenced M24 and aimed it at the person who was a little further away.
That person thought that he was very well-hidden and did not notice that Liu Zilang had locked onto him.
Then, just as he crept into the next cluster of bushes and squatted down for a bit, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Liu Zilang pulled the trigger.
"Thud!"
The M24 let out a soft sound as a sniper bullet silently streaked across the sky.
Just as the person in the bush was about to move forward …
His Level Two Spetsnaz Helmet shattered into pieces as a glaring burst of blood appeared on his head.
Therefore, he stumbled and fell to the ground, turning into fertilizer for the bush.
Needless to say, if Liu Zilang did not loot the crate, very few people would have noticed it until the end of the match.
At that time, the caster's camera was also switched to Liu Zilang's perspective. Seeing how adept he was at sneaking up on a person, everyone was secretly shocked!
It seemed like a sniper with good marksmanship could really take the enemy's head from a thousand miles away!
Moreover, the enemy and the others did not even know where they were shooting from.
Then, as the third blue circle shrank …
There were four people who came from the direction where Liu Zilang was stuck. It could be said that his business was booming.
However, just as he was hiding and was enjoying himself with his silenced M24, he saw a hardtop UAZ charging toward him from the side of the hill like a wild dog that had escaped its leash.
Initially, Liu Zilang did not pay much attention to it as he thought that the other party was just passing by or wanted to occupy a spot.
If it was the latter …
Then he would give the other party a surprise.
However, as the UAZ came closer and closer, Liu Zilang's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
'That's not right!
'That b * stard wants to ram me!'
However, the instant he reacted, the roar of the UAZ's engine was already very close!
'It's too late!'
Liu Zilang's heart instantly turned cold …