Chapter 172: Bloody Torture Soup Chicken! (below) 4/4

Hearing Wei Shen's words, the dragon god next to him immediately lay down on the spot and felt a machine gun in his hand!

M249 Big Pineapple!

After all, this game is an airport circle, and the airdrop will naturally fall on the airport island.

As a coach, Long Shen decided to play with Wei Shen tonight, and immediately begged for equipment after seeing the big pineapple in the airdrop box, which can be said to be a veritable "No. 1 macho man in Xiqiao" at this time!

Not long after receiving Liu Zilang's "death order", a speeding motorcycle appeared in front of the bridge.

The next thing that jumped into view was the various bouncing cars and other vehicles that came into view one after another.

Seeing this, everyone at the bridge instantly cheered up, as if they were looking at pieces of fat delivered to the door.

Motorcycle roar!

The distance is closer in the blink of an eye.

Liu Zilang looked at the dense team teammates on the bridgehead on the map, and he didn't know how many guns were pointed here, and he couldn't help but panic a little while he was proud of his strategic deployment.

He had just given instructions to the captains of the teams on the command channel, and now if anyone was excited, a shuttle at him would cause a domino effect.

When the time comes, ten thousand guns will be fired, and his reputation may be planted in his own hands.

Thinking of this, Liu Zilang hurriedly turned on the channel in the public area, and shouted angrily, "Don't shoot your own people!" Don't shoot, folks! ”

Hearing Liu Zilang's voice in the sea breeze, Wei Shen and Gu Cun and others at the head of the bridge couldn't help twitching their faces twice, and many people raised their guns to give this guy a shuttle.

Now that the whole game is almost decided, the South Korean team is at an irretrievable disadvantage in terms of number and position so far, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with killing Liu Zilang at this time...

But then, Zhang Xiaotong's crisp voice in the back seat of the motorcycle also came, sounding like a panicked deer in the forest.

As soon as everyone heard Zhang Xiaotong's voice, they immediately pressed the muzzle of the gun, no one was embarrassed to attack a little girl, and she was still such a cute little girl.

So in a blink of an eye, Liu Zilang rushed into the bridge in the chase.

At this moment, Liu Zilang, who didn't know that he had been closed by his own ghost door, still had no B tree in his heart, and said to the people guarding on both sides of the bridge like a military parade in the public area, "Hello comrades! Comrades for your hard work! ”

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched again, and they even regretted that they hadn't shot just now.

But fortunately, everyone in the rear Korean team also caught up without a B tree, and everyone's emotions were immediately vented.

Sometime!

The fire flashed in the muzzles of countless guns at the bridgehead!

Dense bullets poured out like a torrent, and swept wildly towards the Korean team who rushed to the bridge!

Boom!

Almost in less than a second!

One of the most durable Jeeps in PUBG crashed in the rain of bullets like a huge wave, and turned into a brilliant firework!

"Not good!"

"The enemy has an ambush Smecta!"

"Damn, Smecta!"

"The cunning Chinese Smecta!"

“......”

There was chaos in the Korean team's voice!

At this time, the consciousness of rushing in front was already cold, so he simply gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward with red eyes.

The one behind is more eager to survive, so he quickly reined in the precipice, hit the steering wheel and turned around the car at the head of the bridge.

For a while, the sound of gunshots, cars, explosions, Smecta ... It is interwoven into a gorgeous and splendid bridgehead death symphony.

When the gunfire died down and the air in the field gradually quieted down.

The first half of the West Bridge bridgehead.

Almost everywhere you can see rushing and falling, staggering, burning vehicles and countless people crawling around on the bridge with their lower abdomen on their knees.

These are people who jumped out of the car in time and were not killed directly in the car.

But their luck was far from good, because not only were their teammates not around, but there were also Huaxia players with guns everywhere.

There is no hope at all, so to speak.

In contrast, it's not even as good as being blown up in the car...

In the official live broadcast room of Betta.

"Uh... This wave of South Korean team is very damaged! How dare they chase Vic and rush to the bridgehead? ”

Rong Ye's face was full of astonishment, as if he didn't expect victory to come so easily.

"That's why I said that the Korean team is on top." Su Changming raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile, "Of course, it may also be that this kid Vic is too hated." ”

Hearing the words of the two, the shark pepper Wang Qianqian on the side was a little puzzled, "I feel that the Korean team on this side of the bridge has been wiped out, are they all dead?" ”

"There should be a few left."

Rong Ye looked at the sea on the side, "I just saw that some cars went directly to the sea after passing around, and there were also those who just didn't have time to turn back and rushed directly to the bridge, and some jumped off the bridge when they parked." ”

"Hmm." Su Changming bowed slightly, "Because of the existence of falling to the ground, we still don't know the specific number of people left, and we can see it when our Huaxia team makes up for it." ”

Not long after Su Changming's words were finished.

The Koreans who crawled around on the bridge covering their lower abdomen were ruthlessly made up one after another.

However, there was a guy with more perseverance, and he actually climbed between the stones under the bridge pier, and Liu Zilang happened to find it when he went down to "look at the sea" and passed by.

In line with the principle that God has the virtue of a good life, he did not shoot to make up for this poor and unfortunate Korean.

Instead, he backhanded a grenade and gave the other party an encouraging look.

"Huai Ting!!"

With a clang, the grenade rolled down the stone to the man stuck under the crack under the pier.

The man was stunned!

The whole person was suddenly confused!

Huaiting?

Embrace your brother-in-law!

Listen, is this what people say?

At this time, the man struggled to get up from among the stones like an old hen with a burned buttocks.

Then it was easy to get in and hard to get out, and the man struggled to climb a few times, and finally came out, and the back of his butt suddenly jumped out from under the rocks as if it had been loaded with a rocket launcher, and plunged headlong into the beach below.

The audience in the live broadcast room almost laughed when they saw this scene!

"Please, be a man, Smecta is going to cry!"

"Poof, haha, this stick is also lucky, and he actually met Vic."

"I, Vic, would never shoot anyone who is unarmed, yes, I'm so principled!"

"Huh! Wait, now there are only six people left in the South Korean team. ”

Soon, the audience in the live broadcast room exclaimed!

Because after Liu Zilang made up for the people on and under the bridge, the number of survivors on the Korean team's side at this time was only six!

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that there are still thirty-six people alive on the side of the Huaxia team at this time!

36Vs6!

Next...

This will not be a game, but a bloody massacre!

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