Fatal Shot

A figure, slowly coming in from outside the woods.

The combat suits on the body have many signs of damage and dirt, but the black dagger in the hand is more conspicuous.

It is the mysterious scout player in the hunting tiger team!

"Is 87 lost? I thought we could win it!"

Big pineapple swears.

"It's not that easy. This scout is very strong... and the weather is too big!"

There is no unexpected color on the face of the wind.

Although No. 87 ranks second in the standings, points do not indicate strength. After all, the previous mission in Dongsang City was not a contest of pure combat strength.

The most important thing is the impact of environmental factors.

The night is undoubtedly the best battlefield for a scout who is good at hiding, and the storm is undoubtedly the most unfavorable environment for a fire controller.

Adding the two together, even if it is the "Top Ten Masters" level fire control division, it is estimated that it is not necessarily able to play an elite scout with poor equipment and less fighting consciousness!

It can only be said that luck 87 is too bad.

If you change the environment, the winner may be him!

However, this nominal "team battle" ended with four heads-ups and "half-game" 2v2, and it must be said that it is a bit inconsistent!

There are some strange losses in the heart of the wind. Originally, 24k will summon all the beetles, and the biggest card will be turned out to prepare for the big battle. However, after only solving one September night rain, there is no place to play. .

"Well, it's not a place that didn't play at all!"

The view of the wind falls.

In the place where he had fought with the September night rain, the extraordinarily large-scale commander-level collection of beetles "unified" was swallowing the loot on the ground.

......

"Since the elimination of the war has already had a result, then after that, it is time to say something right!"

In the woods, the incendiary bombs on the ground still provide light, while the eyes are silent before changing, looking around the four players.

"You may be wondering why you are so eager to bring you here, and you will use this hasty way to decide the promotion quota?"

"The reason is a bit complicated, but in a nutshell, this is the hunting action that was originally scheduled to be carried out!"

"Can't do it, why?"

Needless to say, the habit of asking questions immediately is definitely the big pineapple.

"Because, Ichiro Yamamoto was assassinated!"

The nightingale opened coldly.

"What?"

Surprisingly, not only the big pineapple, but even the scout player who was used to hiding in the shadows seemed to have some surprises.

Only the wind fell and the brow wrinkled, and the phoenix continued to look cold and expressionless!

"Ichiro Yamamoto is dead? No, I am still waiting for some spar and crystal nucleus rewards!"

The big pineapple looks awkward and is as annoyed as losing money.

"You don't want to think about those spar, because those who killed Yamamoto Ichiro also took away all the spar nucleus!"

"In addition, what you get on this island, I am afraid that the value will not be less than five million credits!"

The nightingale said, but the expression on his face was obviously disdainful.

As for this disdain, it should not be aimed at the big pineapple, but the news of the death of Yamamoto Ichiro.

"Yamamoto Ichiro is a federal lieutenant general, and his strength is very strong. The federal government needs to dispatch three agents to have the confidence to kill him in this game. How could it be so easy to die?"

The heart of the wind turned to the idea at high speed.

"And, this killing game doesn't seem to be so simple."

"Although it is nominally Ichiro Yamamoto to measure the strength of the rebels and the federal government, but also give the federal a chance to assassinate him, and now he is dead, naturally there is no need to carry out."

"But, Ichiro Yamamoto is really willing to treat his life as a bet and a duel? So this ‘death’ may not be just a scorpion...”

"Also, even if Ichiro Yamamoto is really dead, it is obviously not the hands of the federal people from now on. So, should this be related to the rebel army?"

With the wind's current thinking speed, almost instantly, I have already thought a lot in my head.

Sure enough, the next sentence of the eye confirmed his words.

"Only ten minutes after the death of Ichiro Yamamoto, the rebel army directly attacked Dongsang City. Most of the Dongsang City has now become a battlefield. The assessment in the original Dongsang City can no longer be carried out!"

"And this killing game on the island is equally meaningless!"

"The war has begun."

Hearing this sentence, the wind is not very surprised.

After all, according to previous inferences, it is only a matter of time before the game world fully opens the war story!

As for why they can get this news, they obviously don't completely lose contact with the outside world. Even if they are on the island, they should have a connection, or how did they find the player's position before?

"However, this should prove one more thing."

"It is after the death of Yamamoto Ichiro that the controller of this game should be turned to the federal side. Otherwise, these collars above the neck, I am afraid that it has exploded!"

The wind fell again and got a message.

"Are you ready? The spacecraft will arrive soon!"

At this time, a virtual screen popped up on the necks of the three instructors.

The face of the black officer on his face appeared on the screen, but his face looked a lot heavier than the last appearance.

"Black hand... I believe that one day, you will be sanctioned by federal law and law enforcement teams!"

The hunting tiger is coldly facing the black military officer.

Black hand, this seems to be a code name too?

"Federal law?"

The black officer’s face showed some disdain.

"That's just for you. Since I left, no one can limit me."

"As for the law enforcement team, now Ichiro Yamamoto was assassinated. The federal government needs the help of my hands. Without the permission of the top, who would dare to move me?"

"Is Yamamoto Ichiro really dead?"

The eyes suddenly asked.

"Don't die? Is there a difference now?"

The black officer sneered, and the picture was cut off.

At the same time, in the sky, there are already two flying lights in the rainy night like a light column, approaching this side!

......

Perspective shift.

At this time, in the former luxury villa.

There are many people who are making loud noises!

"Aoki, what do your rebel forces do, actually destroy this game!"

The abdomen of the abdomen, the tycoon of the nouveau riche npc rushed openly.

"Humph!"

"Destruction is that they destroy the rules first, and even secretly let the three agents mix into the game!"

The rebel high-ranking commander wearing a black mask similar to "Harley" sounded cold and ignorant, ignoring the accusations and anger of the people around him.

"Mom, there is no rule that can't send agents?"

"There is simply that there are few people left to see you, and they will not be the opponents of several federal agents, so do you just use the means?"

"I have already put more than 90 million in total, and as a result, I can't get a credit now!"

"You are absolutely premeditated. It's no wonder that you just shouted to kill the chips, but finally stopped your account with the account frozen!"

The eruption was full of slobber and pointed at him.

"Whatever you say, as for your credit, isn't there a black hand? You can ask him to go!"

The rebel high-ranking commander in the black mask was cold and cold, and then the figure disappeared directly from the seat.

"Rely, damn, I will never sell the weapon to your rebel army!"

The outbreak was full of anger, then slammed his gorgeous golden sofa, and then the body disappeared into the villa along with the sofa.

The people in this room were just virtual images, real bodies, actually in the distance thousands of miles away or thousands of miles away!

"Some meanings..."

"Perhaps, it's a great opportunity. A chance to make the value of the t virus really feel like these forces!"

Among all the people, the only man wearing sunglasses and black windbreaker was calm and calm, and his eyes were shining.

Subsequently, the figure also slowly disappeared.

(To be continued.)