AKM, this is also the gun that Lin Feng is best at.

The power is sufficient, and the recoil happens to be reluctantly suppressed by his own hands, it can be said that AKM is a tailor-made weapon for Lin Feng.

It would be better if there was an airdrop gun now.

Such a thought flashed through Lin Feng's mind, and a shuttle of AKM bullets went down, and the third person of XMA also fell to the ground. But when it came to the last person, Lin Feng found that his AKM had already emptied the bullets.

Yes, because Lin Feng's AKM does not have a magazine.

"Is there such a big oolong at the end?" Lin Feng sighed, closed his eyes, and slowly leaned his body against the gaming chair behind him as he changed the bullets.

It seems to be over. The last three points, plus six points from third place, are still eight points short of their original goal, but they have done their best.

There's the next one. These 8 points, as long as you chase it back in the next one, you can't do it.

On the opposite side are the players of the second division, and no matter how good the move is, it will not be useful to them. His own blood volume was only bloody, and the time to change bullets was enough for the other party to shoot him.

When he closed his eyes, Lin Feng clearly felt that the time around him was gradually slowing down. He became unusually calm, he knew that he still had a lot of judgment to do in this match, but he felt that he did his best. But PUBG this game ...... It's not just a "do your best" that will determine the winner.

When he closed his eyes, Lin Feng seemed to be able to clearly feel the flow of every drop of blood in every blood vessel in his mind. Time slowed down for him.

That's right, 8 points, leave it for the next handful. It would be nice to score 47 points in the next one. Except for 10 points and 37 kills, each team member takes 9 heads......

Isn't that enough?

When this thought flashed through his mind, Lin Feng seemed to think of something, and when he closed his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes glued to his computer screen.

No way! Of course not!

Lin Feng suddenly realized. If he can't kill XMA's fourth person, then XMA has more time to pick them up. That means that the first three heads are equivalent to no points.

In other words, the rat died in vain.

He can accept defeat, but he must not accept defeat without fully trying his best! Obviously, this game is far from over, why do you assertively feel that it is over?

Lin Feng clenched his teeth, and he felt a burst of pain coming from his mouth. If this one is really powerless, then at least, get one more point.

At least one point!

You can lose the game, but you can't lose the game without doing your best. Such regrets must not be left to the future self.

"In the future, you will definitely thank yourself for working hard now."

Such a sentence flashed through Lin Feng's mind.

This sentence was said by Totoro, the genius sniper of that AW team. Hitter, that one in sniper. The striking technique is not inferior or even stronger than Lu Ying's sniper. Hitter. Lin Feng also questioned why professional players had to go through such boring and boring training?

My Neighbor Totoro answered him with just one simple sentence.

Yes. Even if you can't go back to the sky now, then at least let yourself hold the cup in half an hour. Instead of looking at the stick holding the cup in chagrin half an hour later, regretting why he had made such a serious mistake at such a critical time.

Lin Feng stopped the action of changing bullets, and he found that he had just begun to change bullets. Lin Feng decisively pressed the No. 1 button with his left index finger, which was a familiar way for him to cut the gun when he played other FPS games.

98K, this gun that was exchanged for himself by a mouse. He finished Kim Jun-so with 98K and finished an unknown number of opponents with 98K.

The fourth person of the XMA team didn't notice the subtle movements on Lin Feng's side, he just pointed his gun at Lin Feng anyway. Lin Feng didn't care, he just raised his gun and aimed it at the fourth person of XMA with that 98K.

It was as if time had stood still. Countless spectators at the scene have already been interested in this sniper. Shotguns and assault rifles. The duel of guns came to a good conclusion.

Lin Feng is remnant blood, while XMA's fourth person is full blood. The remnants of blood were full of blood, and Lin Feng only had one chance to get a headshot. As for the other party, he only needed to gently pull the trigger, even if it hit Lin Feng's calf or arm, the damage was enough to kill Lin Feng.

But after that short moment, they found out that the person who turned into the box was not Lin Feng, but the four members of the XMA team!

With the last head that Lin Feng put away, all four people suddenly turned into four wooden boxes.

Commentators, pros, live players, everyone didn't react to what was happening. Until they saw Lin Feng lying on the ground at the last moment, they understood why Lin Feng could dodge the assault at the last moment. The frequency of firing of the gun.

It turns out that it is a very old and well-known style of play. Lying down at the last second of the gun, few people can react at the first time. Obviously, this bought Lin Feng enough time.

"Beautiful! It's so beautiful! I actually thought of this style of play at the last second! Seriously, at that time, I really thought that Lin Feng was going to die, after all, he had too little blood! ”

"Lin Feng won a crucial 3 points for his team! Moreover, Lin Feng is still alive now! As long as he lives, he has hope! ”

At this moment, Di Ran, as a commentator, could no longer suppress his feelings, and he didn't care whether his commentary was inclined to which side of the professional team, he only felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling. He almost chanted Lin Feng's name with the audience, these three points may not be able to determine whether M249 can surpass DYF, but at least it can be proved to all the audiences at the scene.

The Chinese team, never give up!

“NICE FIGHT。” Meruwa, who had already been eliminated, clapped his hands, he didn't expect to witness such a tenacious professional player in a foreign land. Even at the last moment, he didn't choose to give up, but gave it a go, just to fight for a little more points for his next self.

"I did my best." Lin Feng sneered, looked at his teammates and said.

Soon, the Z1 team rushed over, and after a bullet swept over, they took away Lin Feng's head and finished eating chicken. The M249 only finished second.

The competition is not a fairy tale, and Lin Feng is not a fairy in a fairy tale. The long-awaited residual blood 1V4 that made the audience at the scene did not happen in the end, and it ended hastily, adding a touch of regret to the audience.

Originally, Lin Feng planned to fight for 37 points in one game, but this one only scored 31 points. If you look at the usual results, 31 points is already a good and somewhat excessive score. But for the current M249, these 31 points are far from enough.

"I'm sorry." When he was killed, Lin Feng glanced at his three team members with a hint of apology.

If you're a little stronger, maybe you can have more HP, so maybe you can kill a few more Z1 people. However, in the end, because Lin Feng's HP was too low, Z1 could take Lin Feng away with just two shots, so in the end, he still didn't complete the earth-shattering 1V4.

"It's okay, you're already doing well. Moreover, you led our team to 31 points, alas! 31 points! This is already the same as the epic final of the City Championship. ”

"Don't say it. Lin Shen, I am your idol today...... Ah no, you're my fan today...... It doesn't seem right. It doesn't matter what, anyway, Lin Shenqiang is invincible! ”

"Now I'm really convinced. Brother Feng! You're too strong! ”

Although Lin Feng did not complete the final perfect and gorgeous reversal in the end, the wave of the group annihilation of XMA still made the audience firmly remember. Although it is a pity that there is no 1V5 in the end, but the flaws are not concealed, Lin Feng has proved his strength, he and the M249 he leads, just a second division league can not be stopped.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the player's room.

Looking at the voice, it turned out to be Kim Jun-so.

I guess he is the happiest person now. There is one last game left, and the score difference is 44 points. This also means that the only option left for the M249 is to take 34 heads in the case of eating chicken, and there is also a precondition that he does not take any points. With such a big challenge, Kim Jun-so understands that it is impossible for any professional player to think that he can complete it.

Lin Feng felt that he could surpass himself? Joke. 31 points is indeed outstanding, but this is already Lin Feng's limit.

"Don't forget, what you said to me." Jin Junxiu pointed to Lin Feng's chest and said with an arrogant attitude. The face that was indeed handsome enough became a little distorted at the moment.

"Well, that's what I should say to you. Don't forget, what you said to me. ”

If Lin Feng really surpassed Kim Jun-so, and M249 defeated DYF in the rankings, then Kim Jun-so would have to apologize completely. But Kim Jun-so doesn't think he's going to lose, 34 heads, and you still have to eat chicken, do you think you're a god?

"Hmph, I'd like to see how you do it." The last sentence was translated with the help of a voice assistant. It can be seen that Kim Junxiu has probably memorized the first two sentences for a long time.

When Jin Junxiu walked back, Lin Feng suddenly said something again.

"Special rules, it seems that you can not only use them, right?"

Lin Feng turned his head, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, a sneer that made Jin Junxiu extremely uncomfortable.

In this sneer, he saw Lin Feng's ruthlessness.