It takes time to get out of a parachute hanging from a tree when you're unarmed, and the most important thing is that you don't sprain your ankle. Even though this is a highly simulated PUBG Battle Royale setting, you don't have to press a button to move, you have to use your feet to measure the land in the light curtain step by step.

Yan Feng hung on the tree and twisted for a while before coming down from the tree, and when he landed, he immediately ran to a stone that he had been eyeing when he was struggling, and he was really worried that the two clones next to him had already found weapons. Compared to computer games, this stone can be picked up, and when the conditions are right, this kind of stone about the size of a fist can also be a weapon for killing, such as when those "couriers" are knocked down by the little trap you have set.

Surviving twenty-nine consecutive battles with clones, Yan Feng relied on absolutely just luck. As a former armed police firefighter, he still has a bit of an ability to survive in the wild, which gives him a huge advantage in dogfights with clones who are set up to use civilians who can use firearms.

Being able to get out in the wild means you don't have to squeeze into well-stocked towns, where there are more weapons, but it also means more enemies to fight for. Kill a "courier" clone in a suitable location to get a wealth of weapons and supplies while shrinking the circle, and you don't have to venture into a town where bullets are flying. In reality, even if you have those so-called "three-level heads" and body armor, they are as bad as they are.

Yan Feng used the constricted rope of the hood of his jacket to make a small trap on the road where he deliberately left traces, this kind of trap for the purpose of just tripping people is much simpler than catching animals. Yan Feng estimated that there should be clones who had found weapons soon to come and snatch heads.

However, in fact, the two traversers who landed smoothly did not rush to move to other parachute landing sites, they all chose to be obscene, it seems that the person who can survive the twenty-nine games with all arms and legs is the old fox.

"I'm rubbing, this clone's shape is really Nima retro, why are you imitating braids so decently?" Yan Feng, who was near the trap, finally saw the first "courier", well, if you can't kill this pigtailed man holding "98K", then you don't know who is the courier.

This soldier of the Qing patrol battalion, who had been watching the parachute fall to the ground from a distance for a while, came to pick up the ocean, and this mushroom, which was much bigger than the egg laid by the strange bird (F-35B) today, had not exploded since it landed, and he came to see if there was anything valuable to pick up.

This soldier of the Qing army patrol battalion, who was destined to become a "courier", came to a dog to gnaw mud as soon as he mixed garlic under his feet, and Yan Feng, who was holding his breath in the bushes on the side, immediately rushed out, and first pressed the Qing army who he thought was a clone with his body of 1.83 meters.

Then he pressed the face of the fallen Qing soldier into the mud with one hand to prevent him from making a noise, and then picked up the stone that had been stuck to the sweat for too long in his hand and slammed it into the pigtailed man's head.

Soon, a little bit of red and white slime splashed all over Yan Feng's emaciated face, and then he indifferently picked up the bolt-action rifle that he thought was "98K" and vigilantly checked the situation around him.

"Damn, it's not 98K! What kind of gun is this Nima? Why use a round head bullet! Your uncle's. Yan Feng found that the "courier" was not carrying the German-made Mauser 98K rifle that often appeared in previous scenes, and then he pulled the bolt and found that the rifle actually used a lead round bullet, which made him very angry.

Taking the risk of killing a "courier" only to find that he only received an unknown model of bolt-action rifle and a round-headed bullet with a total of fifteen rounds, Yan Feng felt that bad luck had been particularly favored by him from the moment the parachute was hung on the tree.

Bolt-action rifles are inherently slow, and Battle Royale players mostly use them as sniper rifles. But you look at the workmanship of the gun in Yan Feng's hand, does this Nima have a dime to do with the sniper rifle? There is also this round-headed bullet, the bullet has been fired for a hundred meters, only God knows its trajectory, "director team", you don't want me to take it to play with the face shooting, right?

"Holy, what's up? These clones Nima actually teamed up? Isn't this a one-man bureau, you don't care about the 'director team'? Soon Yan Feng didn't have a union to complain about the Shamanley bolt-action rifle, because three pigtailed men walked towards the bushes where he was hiding.

"Your uncle, you can only wait for the circle to shrink and then find a chance, Lao Tzu is not good at using snipers, and you Nima met a team, the egg hurts!" Yan Feng muttered in his heart.

"Anyway, my phone won't be broken, right?,Why don't you have a map?,Where should I run to the ground when I shrink in a circle? Wait, there's a text message, hell, hasn't this thing always been only available for local graphics? Yan Feng took off his jacket and covered his head and mobile phone, so as not to reveal his position from the light from the screen when he looked at his mobile phone.

It has been sent to the war zone, please get in touch with the green paint zone as soon as possible, signed by the "director team". This is the text message that Yan Feng saw in this mobile phone that could only be used as an electronic map in the original 29 scenes.

"I understand that it was sent to the war zone, wasn't Lao Tzu thrown to the war zone the first twenty-nine times? The question is why do you want to contact the Green Paint Zone, is there any of my teammates there? By the way, Nima's, the pigtails are all teamed up, how can I not have teammates. Your uncle, don't talk about the team mode in advance! Yan Feng muttered to himself.

Even when he wasn't thrown into the dome light curtain, Yan Feng was also a player of "Jedi Escape: Battle Royale", well, although Ya barely ate chicken. However, the kind of games that use a mouse and keyboard to operate is obviously not his strong point, and when it comes to running the map with his feet instead of the keys, the experience of serving in the forest armed police force has made him kill all sides.

Relying on the strategy of not easily getting out of the forest line, he was stunned to survive twenty-nine scenes, if it was in the computer game of the original time and space, this is an achievement that cannot be achieved by hanging out! But now that the rules have changed, Yan Feng has to reconsider his original effective strategy.

Obviously, there is no future in continuing to spend in the woods, and there is a big difference between team mode and solo mode. He's not Rambo, and it's unlikely that he would kill those who took care of each other's braids in the woods with only a rifle that he wasn't familiar with, after all, the IQ of those clones was above the passing line.

It's just that he was fighting as a lone wolf before, and for a while he didn't know how to contact the teammates that the "director team" matched him, and he couldn't rush to others and ask them if they were going to the green paint area too, Nima, can't you give a password or something? .

"Ma Dan, if you match Lao Tzu's pig teammates, it will be miserable! Anyway, it shouldn't be, it's the thirtieth game, what pig can eat twenty-nine chickens in a row? After some ideological struggle, Yan Feng felt that it was better to find his teammates to improve his survival rate.