Thriller Hunting Program

Outside the mall, the stars and moon are dim, and the blood flows into the river inside the mall.

It was a restless night.

There is a movie theater on the seventh floor of the department store. The five-member team has taken the lead and temporarily requisitioned it as a base.

Chang Su put the machine gun on the ticket counter, and he was strong; Ling Chengmu and Qin Ce were on both sides of the station, using metal gates as cover, and anyone who dared to approach would shoot.

Xu Xiao and Wu Shijiu were in charge of the investigation at the back door of the theater, but they were told not to act hastily unless there were special circumstances.

However, these two were not obedient, and accidentally found an NPC who was alone, so they were thinking about giving each other a headshot.

But Xu Xiao didn't have that kind of good marksmanship. He fired four shots in a row from the crack of the door, and only one shot was hit, still in the NPC's leg.

In the end, Wu Shijiu became impatient and grabbed his hand. The gun shot himself.

Snapped! When the chest goes through, the npc is dead.

"Brother Xu, you taught me how to use a gun. You have to practice hard."

Xu Xiao accepted the criticism humbly: "It's really bad, do you think I'm a little squint?"

"That's not really, how handsome you are. At first glance, you are the kind of gentle and harmless man's spare tire."

"..." He thought about this sentence seriously, "Just take it as a compliment to me."

The two people in the back door praised each other for the good times in business, and the front door has become a hot kiln.

The sound of gunfire was incessant, and several NPCs tried to forcibly break through the defense line, but they were all forced back by the trio.

This picture is like a long shot in a shootout movie, especially Chang Su, his muscles are tight, he holds the machine gun steadily, his pupils are dark and his eyes are like a wolf.

It is probably only at this moment that he will lose his gentle and generous eldest brother temperament, become cold and wild, and finally look like someone from a violent neighborhood.

While filling the gun with bullets, Ling Chengmu glanced at the prompt box of the watch.

The system shows that there is still an hour and a half left in the countdown to the East Street battle, and 821 people survived.

Undoubtedly, the sense of urgency and panic that the remaining players were enduring had almost reached its peak.

So a lot of players went crazy.

"Sister Orange!" Wu Shijiu rushed to report, "There are more than a dozen players in the back door. I'm sure it's the players. The weapons are all pretty awesome. It should be the alliance of two bound teammates!"

Ling Chengmu turned back: "Then what?"

"Then they seem to be preparing to storm the back door. Brother Xu and I can't stand it!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Xiao was already running towards this side. Although his pace was fast, his speech rate was still so slow.

"Orange, I suspect that group of people are going to blow up here."

…Three seconds later, his conjecture was confirmed.

Because the corridors leading to the movie hall were blown up, and even more than half of the ceiling collapsed.

If it was half a minute later, he and Wu Shijiu were still at the back door, and it was estimated that they would be buried underneath on the spot.

Ling Orange fell to the ground to hide, and protected Wu Shijiu by the way. When the aftermath of the explosion passed, she wiped the dirt off her body and pushed Wu Shijiu on the shoulder.

"Hide with your brother Xu, don't run around."

"Oh, what about you, sister?"

"I'm going to see which grandson bombed the theater."

"…"

Wu Shijiu huddled inside the ticket counter like a hamster, and soon saw Xu Xiao also hiding in.

"Brother Xu, I thought you would stand with Sister Orange without hesitation."

"I thought so, but Orange won't let me."

"I can understand. After all, you are Sister Orange's best friend, and she can't bear to let you take risks."

Xu Xiao shook his head and explained slowly: "She thinks my marksmanship is too bad, and she thinks I'm embarrassing her."

Wu Shijiu patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "How is the situation now?"

"The three of them moved three automatic ticket machines and erected them in the middle of the road, facing each other."

"...As expected of my brother and sister."

…

The three automatic ticket machines were neatly arranged to form a temporary bunker. Ling Chengmu stood behind the middle one and saw the dozen or so players walking through the ruins of the auditorium, and hit someone in the ankle with one shot. bone.

The man fell to the ground immediately.

"Don't go forward, the friend across from us, let's talk."

"What's there to talk about?" A girl helped the injured boy up and gritted her teeth, "We have more people than you, so who would negotiate in a losing game? Why don't you just kill yourself and save everyone's time. "

Chang Su was unhappy: "Then why... don't... don't commit suicide? All... all beings are equal."

"Okay, Brother Chang." Ling Chengmu calmly patted him on the shoulder, "I was very strong just now, but this mouth is revealing."

"…"

After a while, someone over there said: "I've killed so many anyway, do you still care about killing one more time? Seeing that the countdown is about to end, I don't want to fall short."

His statement was echoed by his teammates.

Ling Chengmu raised his watch and saw that the number of survivors was 758. It is conceivable that the closer the end came, the faster the players killed each other.

With a rare sigh, she decided to make one last persuasion.

"Everyone, according to the current situation, the remaining 700 people after an hour is a certainty. Although everyone has difficulties due to the rules of the game, it is good to have one less person to die. At least there is room for both of us to turn around."

The player on the opposite side was chattering.

"Don't listen to her, she's procrastinating."

"It's the game's fault, and it's her fault, stop talking nonsense."

"There are still so many competition areas in the back, and there are more dead people now, and the chances of winning in the future will be even greater, no harm!"…

The footsteps are approaching, and it is obvious that they are determined to attack and are bound to win.

Ling Chengmu lowered her eyes, and her eyes flashed brightly.

No way, she gave them a chance.

She is not Mary whose holy light illuminates the earth. She has no ability to save the world. She has tried, and if she fails, she can only give up that kindness.

She pulled the bolt and looked up to find Qin Ce looking at her.

"What are you looking at?" She sneered, "You should have been familiar with things like sanctioning players during your tenure, right?"

Qin Ce's thin lips pursed tightly and did not answer.

He silently raised the gun in his hand.

Chang Su next to him also picked up the machine gun.

The three pinpointed the time, and at the same time kicked over the automatic ticket machine in front of them.

Wu Shijiu heard Chang Su whispering before, saying that Executive Qin always looked unhappy, and perhaps the years of the Time and Space Inspection Bureau were far more depressing and boring than they imagined.

Of course, Chang Su's original words were not so smooth. His original words were:

Qin...Executive Qin, at first glance...I've never been happy. I estimate that time...time and space, the Supervision Bureau, are not...not a good place, especially suppress...suppressing nature.

In fact, she wanted to say that Ling Chengmu was not happy either, even if this elder sister would always show her most proud and unruly side.

In the collapsed cinema, when the battle was coming to an end, she and Xu Xiao slipped away quietly and saw Ling Chengmu grab a female player by the collar with one hand and throw her away.

Thirteen or four players were nearly half dead. When Ling Chengmu pointed the gun at the female player, Qin Ce calmly spoke beside him.

"There are enough survivors."

The watch shows that there are currently 692 survivors in the East Block.

Ling Chengmu closed the gun and turned around, and didn't look at the group of players who fell to the ground in embarrassment.

She tore off the medicine cloth attached to the corner of her eye, revealing the small blood-stained wound, her eye socket was a little red, and she didn't know why.

She said, "Go away."

The female player's boyfriend was killed in the chaotic battle just now. She cried and shouted, still trying to come, but she was stopped by the rest of her teammates and dragged away from the scene.

She whimpered as she walked away.

"Do you think you can live to the end? Dreaming! You must not die! You must not die-!!"

Chang Su squatted down slowly with his knees supported. He looked at the corpses not far away and muttered to himself for a while.

"Her boyfriend, I killed her."

"It's not your fault, Brother Chang." Wu Shijiu squatted beside him, stretched out his arms and put his arms around his shoulders, comforting softly, "It was they who acted first, this game is so cruel, you obviously did your best ."

Unexpectedly, although the number of survivors has reached 700, the number currently displayed is still decreasing.

I hope it was the hand of the npc, not that the players continue to kill each other.

Once some things are done, once some bottom lines are broken, it is like a runaway horse, which can never be recovered.

Fifteen minutes to the end of the street fighting.

Ling Chengmu suddenly asked, "What's on the sixth floor of the mall?"

"I looked at the map of the mall when we came here." Wu Shijiu said, "There is a large video game city on the sixth floor."

"Then you transfer there and see the situation."

"Eh? What about you, Sister Orange?"

"I'm going out and I won't be back too late."

After speaking, Ling Chengmu didn't wait for everyone to respond, and walked out of the ruins of the theater with a gun.

The lights on the top of the mall were strong, and a long shadow was drawn behind her.

…

Ling Chengmu left the department store and picked up a discarded motorcycle at the door. She followed the map instructions and rushed to the location where the five-member group had just entered the east block.

She's going to find the van.

Along the way, she killed a lot of NPCs intermittently, and also saved a few players.

One of them, a little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, gave her the bear doll hanging from her backpack to express her gratitude.

Her irritable mood improved a little.

...although the irritability soon resumed.

Because the truck was found, but it was also occupied by another group of players.

The group of players is probably almost out of bullets, and urgently needs transportation to a safe place. At present, only one male player is still holding a gun in his hand.

He was calling for his teammates to get in the car, when he turned around and saw Ling Chengmu, he immediately aimed at her subconsciously.

"Who are you? Stand there and don't move!"

Ling Chengmu held the gun upside down, and stopped in her footsteps, she told him in a negotiating tone.

"Excuse me, this is actually my car."

"Your car? Why do you say it's your car? Whoever grabs it belongs to you. Don't stay here with me..."

"Please shut up first." She said calmly, "I don't mean to take the car back, I just want to take two minutes of your time, let me get in the car and pick up something, and I'll leave after I get it. ."

"Get something?" The male player insisted, "This car is ours now, and everything in the car will automatically belong to us, don't worry about taking it away, don't be ashamed, I Count to three, don't get out of here and shoot! One...two..."

As it turns out, he didn't even have time to count to three.

Ling Chengmu's figure moved like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, it flashed in front of him.

She held a gun in her left hand and a blind cane in her right hand. She put the top blade across his neck and pushed it forward with force, and a thin line of blood flowed down his neck in an instant.

This set of actions was smooth and smooth, and it only took two or three seconds in total, and he didn't even have a chance to react.

As soon as she raised her knee against his elbow, the male player felt his entire arm was numb and sore, and the gun in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

He was escorted into the car by her.

"Stay in your seats." Ling Chengmu's voice was chilly, "Otherwise, not only will he die, but you will also have to be buried together."

The rest of the players suffered from this change, fearing that she was carrying a gun and taking hostages, they all sat upright and did not dare to obstruct.

The male player cried and said, "Aren't you a bandit? What do you want?"

Ling Chengmu ignored him. She walked around in the carriage, took Wu Shijiu's backpack away, went to the passenger seat, and took out the bag containing the medicine underneath.

After doing all this, she handed over the male player's weapon by the way.

"This gun is good, it's mine, what do you think?"

"I don't think so, can I?"

"Okay, I'll give you the gun and keep your life."

"..." The male player was dejected, "This gun is yours, you're good to go."

Ling Chengmu nodded, turned and got out of the car.

The moon was thick in the middle of the night, and she was just about to put the bag on her motorcycle when she suddenly noticed it and looked up vigilantly.

Qin Ce did not know when, and was already standing not far away.