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Tang Zheng had already noticed this cube with a side length of one meter, but for the sake of safety, he didn't act rashly, and he was still hesitant to fool the high school student to check it, but there was no need for it.

The cube is black, like the ink color in the inkstone, revealing a quaint atmosphere, it rotates rapidly with a corner as a support point, and when the last note of the international song falls, the rotation stops and floats into the air, and the six planes light up at the same time, flashing the heads of everyone in the room like a marquee, and the image disappears after about ten seconds, and then a bloody killing declaration is typed.

"Toys, please me with your lowly life and sweet blood!"

"Don't be ashamed, do you know who I am? Doing this kind of prank is going to jail, and we're going to be released. Kang Songde is worthy of being a leader, and after sinking his face, he also has an official spirit that is not angry and arrogant, but unfortunately there is no response on the cube, and he still shows subtitles on his own.

"The survival challenge game starts in five minutes, please choose equipment, each person can only choose one."

With a click, the floor beneath the cube cracked, and two rows of one-meter-high hollow steel frames rose in the shape of a cross, on which were placed twenty silver metal boxes, a dozen firearms, and five green capsules in test tubes.

The bald man's eyes lit up, and he immediately pounced, picked up a domestic Type 95 assault rifle, and when he saw the yellow-orange-orange bullets after withdrawing the magazine, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's the real thing." Zhao Jingye muttered, his face was full of doubts, and at the same time he had a premonition that things didn't seem to be as simple as a prank, and then he saw the bald man skillfully loading the magazine and pulling the gun and making an aiming action, and he was frightened and rushed directly to the side of the steel frame, and after picking up an AK74 in a hurry, he was slightly relieved, and now it seems that only firearms can bring him a sense of security.

"Heh, it's really the main god." The high school student didn't feel a trace of fear, and excitedly fumbled with various weapons, and finally chose an M4A1 that is often used in FPS games, he wanted to take another golden desert eagle, but as soon as his fingers touched it, a blue electric current snapped and instantly spread throughout his body.

Boom, the high school student foamed at the mouth and fell to the floor, but he didn't lose consciousness, just his convulsive body showed the pain he was suffering.

"Lao Lin, come and pick up a gun, we all count on this thing to live." Seeing the tragic situation of the high school student and the subtitles on the cube, the bald man dispelled the idea of getting another gun and waved his cellmate to get the gun.

"Don't be stunned, take it." Zhao Jingye yelled at the flight attendants and shouted, "Don't care if it's a prank or not, survival is the most important thing." ”

The ten flight attendants woke up like a dream, and ran over one by one with shortness of breath, reaching out to get the firearm, when they heard Tang Zheng stop loudly, everyone was stunned, and looked at him inexplicably.

The bald man was taken aback, and pointed a gun at Tang Zheng in annoyance, scolding, "Crying and mourning, I don't want to live anymore, I'm scared of your grandfather." ”

Tang Zheng ignored him, now was not the time to be rash, because the five-minute time limit was approaching, and he had to get more information.

"What is the survival challenge we're going to take part in?" With Tang Zheng's question, everyone was startled and moved their eyes to the cube again.

"It's not allowed to tell survivors about the challenge." The words typed on the cube screen made everyone very disappointed, and the next sentence made them fall into an ice cave.

"However, given that all newcomers to this challenge have not survived more than three survival challenges, and the survival rate is less than one in 1,000, the silver Trojan horse makes an exception to provide challenge content for the toys."

"Survive fifteen days in Los Angeles under siege!"

No one cared about any zombies, the flight attendants were all frightened by the extremely low survival rate, and Zhao Jingye roared out angrily, "One in a thousand, why don't you just let us die." ”

"Mind you, you still have two minutes to pick up your equipment." The cube ignored him, and the words displayed on the screen caused the flight attendant to panic again, anxiously about to get her weapon.

"Stop." Tang Zheng kicked on the steel frame, and because of excessive force, more than a dozen firearms were shaken down and smashed on the floor with a clicking sound.

"What are you nervous about, don't choose weapons quickly, you don't have time, do you want the flight attendant to challenge the zombies with her bare hands?" Zhao Jingye was furious by Tang Zheng's anger, and then scolded the flight attendants, "This guy is a madman, don't listen to him, I will take you to live." ”

"Hey, this is already aimed at leadership? You're so confident. The bald man sneered, but he didn't fight for any rights, his family knew his own affairs, and no one would listen to him as long as he looked like a prisoner, and as for the coercion by force, he had to wait until he saw the zombie of Nima.

"What are the equipment, what are the requirements and restrictions?" Tang Zheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pretended to glance at the time calmly, and then observed the equipment on the steel frame, he knew that he had to establish a stable and reliable image for these people in order to add a bit of bargaining chips to the competition for the head of the regiment.

Thirty seconds of silence, everyone stared at the screen with wide eyes, didn't dare to blink, and there was a layer of sweat on their foreheads, the flight attendants were nervous, and even Zhao Jingye was a little annoyed, regretting that he had chosen equipment too quickly, and he should have been more cautious, but the next moment, he laughed happily.

"No comment!"

These cruel four words instantly shattered the expectations of the flight attendants, and several of them couldn't help but sob.

"Damn, you're playing with us, wasting our time." Kang Songde gritted his teeth angrily, but looking at the various equipment in front of him, he didn't know how to choose, and muttered to himself, "Do you want to choose capsules?" This thing has the least amount of stuff, and it should be the most useful, well, according to the bad taste of that cube, maybe it's just to make us fight for this limited capsule, Nima, how could I have encountered such an unfortunate thing. ”

The maintenance worker couldn't bear this pressure, so he directly picked a 95 type, held it in his arms, and hid in a corner of the room, and the rest of the flight attendants had no idea at all, and they didn't know what to do.

"Please note that you still have fifty seconds to pick up your equipment." After seeing that Lao Lin had also chosen a 95 rifle, the bald man patted him on the shoulder, and then hurriedly reported the subtitles displayed on the cube, stimulating everyone's nerves.

"Nima, you can only take three magazines." Zhao Jingye wanted to bring a few more magazines, but when he took the fourth one from the shelf, he was severely electrified, and he couldn't help but scold, "Less than a hundred bullets, it's worth an egg." ”

"Stop yelling, it's the right thing to do if you find a way to get a few more magazines." The bald man couldn't laugh anymore, and after trying to see that there was indeed an electric current on the magazine, he cursed with a gloomy face.

"Choose an AK74 assault rifle, if it is three magazines, it is more than a pistol bullet, and it is simple and durable, and the children of Heifei can play it." Zhao Jingye's eyes rolled, and he paid attention to the flight attendants, anyway, they wouldn't use it, and the magazine was not in his bag at that time.

"Phew, you all choose Type 95, I'll teach you how to use a gun, this idiot is a layman at first glance." The bald man was furious, obviously understanding Zhao Jingye's sinister intentions.

"I'm just a guy, it's better to have a gun than a player, it's a person who can use it, and besides, the rifle is too heavy and cumbersome, how can I outrun the zombie if I take it." Zhao Jingye was also anxious, if he wasn't afraid of being electrified, he really wanted to change to a Type 95, and he would have quarreled with this prisoner, but it was not bad to have a few pistols to defend himself, no matter what, he decided that no matter what firearm the stewardess chose, he would use rhetoric to deceive him.

"Mind you, you still have twenty seconds to choose."

"There's no time, hurry, choose AK74, this guy is cheating, and he won't use a gun." Zhao Jingye watched the bald men skillfully inspect the firearms, and understood that they should have been soldiers for a few years or at least engaged in work that could touch firearms, but the lies still came out of their mouths, he didn't want to pin his life on unfamiliar people, and besides, he was afraid that he would not be able to shoot if he emptied a magazine? As an elite, Zhao Jingye has this self-confidence.

"Player's gun, you were originally running slowly, and with a ten-pound rifle on your back, aren't you waiting to die?" The high school students were completely thinking about the flight attendants, and by the way, they won their favor, but unfortunately, as soon as he said this, he was kicked by the bald man.

The flight attendants were dizzy by their quarrels, and generally speaking, people are more willing to listen to the advice of acquaintances when they are not decided, so if it wasn't for Tang Zheng's interruption, they would have chosen AK74.

"Choose protective clothing, or you will all die!"

"Nima, are you going to fight hand-to-hand with the loss, or are you going to let us fight, and you hide behind and pick up the ready-made?" Zhao Jingye scolded, spitting stars flying all over the sky, the persuasion was about to succeed, but this kid had to die and scared everyone again.

"Please note that you still have ten seconds to choose, now start the countdown, ten!"

"Don't make any noise, I have a way to get a gun, and I choose protective clothing, so that the chances of survival will be greater." Tang Zheng lifted a silver metal box with the words "protective clothing" written on it.

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"Don't forget that we have to survive for fifteen days, according to your shooting level, it would be good to be able to kill ten zombies with three magazines, at least it would be safer to wear protective clothing in hand-to-hand combat." Tang Zheng was still trying to convince them.

"Six!"

"Five!"

The countdown is like a talisman, so that the whole room is filled with whirring and rapid gasps, now is not the time to hesitate at all, Kang Songde gritted his teeth and picked up a metal box, his action was like a stone thrown into a pond, causing a chain reaction, and the stewardesses quickly picked up the box one by one.

"One!"

"Nima, if you kid can't get a gun, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill you." When the bald man saw that he couldn't do anything, he wanted to smash Tang Zheng's two rifle butts to vent his anger, but his arm disappeared, and everyone was like this.

"It's time, teleportation begins!" A line of subtitles is typed out on the screen of the cube silver Trojan

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