War Paradise

A bloody shadow enveloped the entire park, and this area that had been exposed to super-strong nuclear radiation had become a complete Death Realm.

Lin Chi led the mercenaries around the radiation area near the park, and continued to chase the lone red dot on the west side of the map.

At the same time, he turned on the radio and began to contact the "mining queen" who was in the workshop.

"What's the matter?" Media's voice came from the headset: "Need help?"

"I remember you said that this drone is equipped with a Geiger counter, right?" Lin Chi was talking while looking at the black drone hovering in the air in front of him: "How to activate this function?"

Media once said that own work often deals with radioactive materials, so basically any electronic equipment made by itself is equipped with a Geiger counter, which can measure the surrounding radiation value.

Since he doesn't know whether other nearby areas have been irradiated, he also needs equipment to measure the radiation value.

"Ah, there is indeed...you open the option in the menu of the operating software and click on the'measure ray value'." Media's voice was unabashedly proud: "Am I too predictable Sex?"

"Thanks."

Following the instructions of the Queen of Mines, Lin Chi turned on the radiation detection function of the small drone. On the screen of the tablet computer controlling the drone, a number indicating the intensity of the ray suddenly appeared.

The drone flew in a circle ahead, and soon detected two other areas that were being irradiated by super-strong rays, one of which was on Lin Chi's original route.

"Want to yin me? You are still a little tender..." Lin Chi pouted and smiled.

With the help of a drone, he bypassed the radiation area on the street in front, followed a route where no radiation burst out, and continued to chase Frankenstein.

——Even if Frankenstein bought a lot of uranium ore, it would take a large amount of enriched uranium to produce this level of radiation.

Judging from the scope of these radiation areas, the uranium ore that guy has on hand is probably all used in these places, and there should be no more energy to continue to produce radiation.

But... even Lin Chi had never expected that this war would develop to such an extent.

Mindful of this, he also quickened his pace again.

——Frankenstein, this bastard is even more dangerous than he thought. If he let him go this time, the consequences would be disastrous!

But not long after Lin Chi had walked, he saw a red dot and rushed along the street on the east side.

Realizing that other players were about to attack him, Lin Chi immediately ordered the mercenaries to prepare for the attack, and he planned to lead the elite mercenary team to continue chasing Frankenstein.

However, the player who suddenly launched the attack obviously came prepared—

Bang bang bang...

The rhythmic sound of gunfire like firecrackers came from the other side of the street. Lin Chi was caught off guard and retreated to the corner as quickly as possible.

A dense rain of bullets blasted over, and a terrifying torrent instantly covered the street in front. The other party apparently sent a large number of soldiers to suppress themselves.

In this case, as long as the head is exposed, it will be blasted into rags, and on the other side of the street, there are also a few Daoist shadows...

"Want to surround me?" Lin Chi narrowed his eyes.

——Obviously, the opponent is planning to encircle and annihilate himself, and that guy's strength is indeed much more than his own.

If Crazy Ivan is still there, it may be possible to use bombs to solve part of the force, but the mentally unstable Demoman has already been sent out by Lin Chi to perform other tasks, and he is not in this area at the moment!

But even so, he has other solutions.

"Boss, do you want to kill?" asked a bearded mercenary with bullet holes in his body armor.

"Wait a minute." Lin Chi blocked these brave soldiers, then raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a dangerous smile:

"Bring my armor."

Before he finished speaking, from the street on the east side, a male voice that was amplified several times by a loudspeaker suddenly came out:

"Boy, do you have the ability to come out and play?"

...

Standing in the back row of the convertible jeep holding a loudspeaker, is a guy with a moustache and casual clothes, looking very rude, with crescent-shaped eyes and a big "funny" on his face. Two words.

Although he looks like an uninfluenced little gangster, this man with a Mohican hairstyle is also one of the famous players since the "War of Heaven" test. Like Frankenstein, he has also made some rankings. ——Lower Warlord!

This guy with the nickname "Low-Order Warlord" is one of the most famous violent soldiers in the game. His tactic is to completely abandon the technology tree, go crazy with violent soldiers at the fastest speed, and then use an endless sea of ​​people. Overpower your opponent!

As the saying goes, "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand a lot of people." The low-level warlord won two death games by using the tactics of sending troops madly on any map. They beat the master with random punches.

Although he met the famous "Frankenstein" this time, he also got a little serious. But the enemy who was blocked by himself at the corner of the street was obviously not the incredible monster, but other players.

Because a large number of troops of the low-ranking warlords died in the explosion of the cloud bomb just now, now he has only more than two hundred mercenaries left.

But more than two hundred people, to solve a player, in his opinion, it is more than enough!

"Come out and die!" The man with Mohican's hair sneered, holding up his trumpet, "Are you only hiding behind mercenaries?"

While delaying time, the three teams of twenty each sent by him had already begun to surround the enemy from three directions.

Even so, the red dot on the street corner did not choose to escape, but continued to stay in place, not knowing what he was calculating.

——Are you going to have a dead fish and break the net?

Thinking of this, a contemptuous smile appeared on the wretched faces of the low-ranking warlords.

Seeing that the three squads had reached the target location, they could kill them immediately. He jumped out of the jeep, took out a black P90 submachine gun from his backpack, and issued a concise and clear combat command:

"Do it!"

With an order, more than a hundred mercenaries around him rushed up like hungry tigers. The three squads responsible for the encirclement also immediately left their hidden positions and fired at the enemy on the corner!

Crazy bullet rain covered the entire street. Although a dozen mercenaries on the opposite side were also firing, they were quickly defeated and returned to the apartment building behind.

"It's not dead yet?" The low-ranking warlord frowned slightly.

He could see that the enemy's mercenaries should be equipped with high-performance body armor. Under this level of firepower, only two people were killed, and nearly ten people on their side were killed...

But even so, the huge gap in numbers cannot be made up!

Looking at the red dot that retreated into the apartment building with the mercenaries, the low-ranking warlord smiled triumphantly. When he was about to order the mercenaries to equip the bazooka to blow up the building, an unexpected situation happened.

——The red dot on the map began to move at a weird speed. It moved more than a hundred meters in seven seconds, and rushed directly to another fast food restaurant nearby. The speed was so fast that the mercenaries surrounding the apartment building had no time to react!

"Under what circumstances, Bolt switched to playing games after retiring?"

The low-ranking warlord frowned and ordered the twenty soldiers standing by over there to prepare to meet the enemy.

——Even if that guy runs fast, he can't get faster than the bullet. Under the attack of twenty soldiers, he can only end in Death!

Soon, there was a burst of intensive gunfire on the south side of the street where the red dot was located.

Realizing that his twenty soldiers were engaged in a firefight with the enemy, the low-ranking warlord raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and sent another forty soldiers to surround him. I was staring at the red dot on the map, waiting for the red dot to disappear and the moment when the kill prompt appeared.

——The red dot has not disappeared.

"What's the matter, what are you doing to eat?" The low-ranking warlord turned on the radio and cursed: "Can't even kill one person?"

Then came the sound of a light machine gun firing, and a vague scream:

"Boss, we can't stand it anymore!"

"What's the joke, you can't beat anyone alone?" The low-ranking warlord frowned.

He knew that the other party might have hired some elite mercenaries, but even so, surrounded by sixty people, it is impossible to come back!

Under the gaze of the low-ranking warlord, the forty soldiers who had just been dispatched also rushed across the street corner and began to fight head-on with the player.

Then, with a vague scream, the forty people also lost contact...

"What the hell?" The low-ranking warlord clenched his fists.

Although he has always been playing the tactics of the sea of ​​people, his mercenaries are also well-equipped, not trash fish with low combat effectiveness.

Sixty mercenaries were killed by the opponent at such a fast speed. In his opinion, it is simply a fantasy, it is impossible to happen!

If the opponent used a bomb, he could kill sixty people in an instant, but there was no explosion at the corner of the street, only a fierce gun battle took place!

——What did that guy do?

Realizing that the situation is not good, the low-level warlord has not had time to continue to issue combat orders. The shadow of Daoist, who walked out of the corner of the street, has already answered his question:

It was a tall, bloated "Fatty". The super-heavy armor was covered with bullet burn marks. The semi-circular helmet was painted with grinning pale skeletons. In his hand, he held a MG3 universal. machine gun. Standing on the street, it looks like a crazy God of War.

At this time, blue smoke appeared all over his body, but there was no bullet that could penetrate the terrifying armor of his body!

Behind this person appeared seven elite mercenaries whose faces were concealed by skull masks. The camouflage combat uniforms were stained with blood, but their eyes were still extremely firm, just like executioners from The Underworld, faithfully executing the killing orders.

Seeing the incredible scene, even the low-level warlord couldn't help being silent. For a while, he forgot to order his subordinates to launch an attack, and just asked blankly:

"This is... the armor of the Fearless Warrior?"

The other party did not answer this question, and a dull voice sounded under the helmet:

"You just said that I would only hide behind mercenaries?"

The low-ranking warlord was silent. He knew that what he said just now was really wrong...

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