War Paradise

The three ran all the way in the snow, and finally arrived next to the BMD-1 paratrooper tank.

Lin Chi climbed onto the top of the station car, glanced at the nearby snow, then opened the hatch installed on the turret, and shouted to the two teammates: "Give me some time."

Before the two could answer, he had already jumped into the tank and began to try to drive this light armored vehicle.

Like tanks, the operation of infantry fighting vehicles in the game has also been greatly simplified. After all, few people in the real world can drive this special vehicle. If you directly restore the operation methods in the real world, the driving experience will undoubtedly become very poor.

The interior decoration of the car body is very simple, revealing a brutal style unique to Soviet military machinery. Lin Chi sat on the icy metal chair, opened the observation port facing the seat, looked down at the control rods, pedals and the exceptionally simple instrument panel in front of the chair, and quickly understood the chariot’s Method of operation.

But the problem now is: this tank may not be able to start.

After all, it can be seen from the snow on the side of the car that this tank has been parked here for some time.

Lin Chi pressed the green button next to the instrument panel and stepped on the accelerator. The chariot did not start, and remained silent and stalled.

"Is there no oil, or is the engine broken?"

Realizing that the tank couldn't start at all, he tried several buttons and switches next to it, but the tank still didn't respond.

"Okay?" A hoarse roar of bloodblade came from the outside of the car: "The enemy is about to rush over!"

"No, this car can't be driven."

Lin Chi said that he climbed out of the cockpit and sat on the turret to observe the conditions inside the car: There is no serious defect in the cockpit of the armored vehicle, and the problem should lie elsewhere. but……

"The enemy is coming."

While talking, Bloodblade climbed onto the top of the tank and took out a crimson shell from his backpack. The body of the gun was spray-painted with a "magic modified" MG3 machine gun with a pale skull pattern.

At this time, in the woods not far away, several Daoist shadows had appeared, and there was also a sound of engines on the road next to the woods. But the sound did not sound like a tank, more like a light vehicle.

"Do they have other vehicles?" Lin Chi asked.

"There are a few jeeps." Bloodblade lay next to Lin Chi, and began to load the chain of the MG3 machine gun neatly.

"Then we can grab a jeep and run the road." Lin Chi stared thoughtfully at the narrow road on the west side of the dense forest.

——Under the current circumstances, escaping on foot is simply seeking a dead end. To escape, you must have a vehicle.

The bloodblade's machine gun can indeed kill those jeeps, but it will also blast the car into a lot of holes. It will be a problem whether it can be opened at that time...

Thinking of this, when Lin Chi was about to ask her if she had a sniper rifle, he saw the instructor who had been standing next to the chariot without saying a word. Suddenly he put his right hand into the backpack and fumbled, then... A handful of silver Colt SAA revolvers came out.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Chi and Blood Blade both opened their eyes slightly. The first to speak was the long-haired woman who had just mounted the machine gun:

"Hey, did you really have the wrong gun?"

If the game is late stage, the situation with high proficiency is negligible. At the beginning of the game, the coach's pistol proficiency should still be in single digits.

In the case of low proficiency, shooting a long-range target will not get the long-range aiming correction. For the old-fashioned revolver, which has poor accuracy at medium and long distances, it is simply impossible to hit a moving target 100 meters away!

——Does this guy have special skills? Lin Chi thought to himself.

The coach did not answer the question of the bloodblade, but stood in place and raised his right arm, aiming the gun with one hand in the direction of the road exit, with his feet slightly apart, and his posture was steady as a rock.

Seeing the coach's actions, even Blood Blade's hand that was installing the bullet chain stopped, and the slightly fat face of the baby showed an unabashedly confused look:

"What are you kidding..."

Before the words of the blood blade fell, two military-green jeeps had appeared at the end of the road, rushing on the rough dirt road at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, and a piece of yellowish sand was raised behind the car.

Under the gaze of Lin Chi and Xueblade, the coach's right hand moved slightly to the left, adjusted the position of the muzzle aiming, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the firing pin hitting the bottom fire of the bullet, the muzzle of the revolver burst out with dazzling fire. When the shot was fired, the coach's right hand was still astonishingly steady, and he didn't even shake.

A small hole suddenly appeared in the windshield of the jeep that rushed forward, and then it was instantly stained dark red by the spray of blood. The whole car lost its balance and crashed into the nearby woods, causing a cloud of snow and fog.

Witnessing the coach's amazing marksmanship, before Lin Chi had time to comment, he saw that the coach had opened fire again and shot and killed another Jeep driver behind him.

Without waiting for the car to stop, the coach fired three consecutive shots with the revolver within one second, smashing the heads of the other three soldiers in the co-pilot's seat and the back seat!

"Fuck..."

Bloodblade let out a startled sound, and immediately turned his head to look at the coach: "Are you going to hang up?"

"I'm lucky." The coach's voice is still very peaceful, and it sounds quite uncontested.

"This is more than good luck, it is equivalent to winning the first prize in the lottery four times in a row." Lin Chi narrowed his eyes:

Obviously, the coach's so-called "good luck" is just an excuse. This guy must have powerful skills.

Lin Chi was thinking about it when he saw the jeep carrying four corpses rushing over without a driver. It hit the rear door of the infantry fighting vehicle heavily, and the front of the body was completely changed. shape.

"Ha, you are really cruel." Lin Chi smiled.

He could see that the coach had already calculated the timing before shooting. This guy might have predicted the route of the jeep after the driver died, and then deliberately designed the next "script".

——If this is the case, then this player has completely surpassed the scope of human beings!

It's no wonder that Bloodblade would suspect that he was on the hook. This person's marksmanship and calculation ability are really terrifying...

Is it true that the coach is the "first player" in brain imaging games?

While guessing the identity of the coach, Lin Chi was not idle either. He jumped out of the armored car, dragged the corpse in the cab that had been bombarded with half of his head down and threw it aside, and fired several shots on the blood-stained front window, directly blasting the front windshield.

"Get in the car," he said as he sat in the driver's seat and activated the Jeep that had not been completely crashed.

Finally obtained transportation, the coach immediately dragged the other corpses out of the car and sat in the back seat apart from anything else. Lin Chi started the engine, but saw that Blood Blade was still squatting next to a corpse, not knowing what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" he asked angrily.

"Get some souvenirs." Bloodblade said confidently.

"If you don't want to leave, just stay here and help our queen." Lin Chi urged.

Hearing this, Bloodblade finally stood up reluctantly, put away the blood-stained dagger, and sat on the back seat of the jeep.

After the two teammates got in the car, Lin Chi, who was given the nickname "Old Driver", also immediately activated the accelerator, and drove around the minefield along the faintly visible path embedded in the snow, and rushed to the other side of the map. side.

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