Mo Qiong's team went around to the side of Carmel's town.

But they were not in a hurry to attack, but watched waves of friendly forces fighting fiercely with the town blue troops.

Incendiary bombs, mortars, and vehicle-mounted rockets flew around in front of the formation. There was no building with more than two floors in the town, and most of them were bombarded into ruins.

The smoke and sea of ​​fire spread inside and outside the town.

The tank and armored vehicles rushed up in a dispersed manner and directly crashed into the earth wall. All buildings in this game can be destroyed.

After a war, everyone is a demolition team.

The tank rushed around and followed the soldiers to approach, but often came with one shot, and the tank only dropped its armor, but the soldiers behind it were not dead and were still in vain.

"If you also like to sacrifice the style of playing, follow us now, or just lie here with me and don't move." said the captain.

As you can see, most of the players who are rushing up without fear of death are not afraid of death.

In other words, seeking to achieve one's own deeds, leaning up with the help of a bunker little by little, and throwing grenades at the right time.

Some died before they even got close to the position. There were stray bullets everywhere on the battlefield. If they were not careful, they would be crippled. The unlucky ones directly shot the head.

Even worse, they stepped on landmines, or were bombarded by artillery shells, and ascended to heaven on the spot.

However, some people are lucky. Seeing that they have entered the position, they will leave a grenade, pull it away, yell like a mad dog, rush into the enemy formation, firing rifles randomly, and who will drill more.

"Boom!" A wave of self-destruction took away several enemies and completed glorious sacrifice.

However, the opposite side is not a fool. Everyone is familiar with the mad dog nature of these players, and no one will gather together.

Many mad dog players rushed up but couldn't blow up people. The enemy was so coquettish that they went their separate ways, and they could only die with the cannon carts left behind.

Some were even worse. They were shot to death as soon as they rushed in. The body fell back and exploded, and they died with their two teammates.

"Haha! Death suicide!"

“The level of suicide posture is too poor.”

The teammates who were not cheated didn't care but laughed.

Then follow closely behind and continue to rush forward. A large group of fearless players can easily break through the defense network of enemy positions.

You must not relax every minute and every second, because there are too many people participating in the battle. Any bullet or shell can kill you.

Therefore, everyone's nerves are tense, and they enjoy the feeling of the guns and bullets that will die at any time.

“Oh oh oh oh!”

"The wall collapses! The wall collapses!"

"Eat me a thunder!"

"You didn't throw it out!"

"Bang!"

When more and more players flock to the positions and the two sides fight in close contact, the scene becomes extremely chaotic.

It is almost impossible to distinguish between teammates and enemies. Many players just meet people, regardless of who they are.

"Hahaha!"

"Who dares to kill me!"

"Feel the pain!"

He ignored the shooting skills and the movements, because the atmosphere was too warm, and both sides were in a state of nameless fanaticism during street fighting, and became brainless.

At this time, all those who can remain calm are masters and even professional players.

But even professional players can only survive by relying on their superb shooting skills and concealment abilities. They cannot play any routine at this time, otherwise they will die in a very ugly way.

The street battle lasted only fifteen minutes, and the number of kills on both sides soared.

"It's almost done. We should be able to capture Carmel Town, and now we can lean over." The captain observed and said.

He is obviously an old turtle type player. He waits for the enemy to die and finally join the battlefield to harvest.

At this moment, both the red and blue sides in the town were fighting fiercely, and there was not much left in good condition. He led the team in to grab the heads, which was a pure profit. If he was lucky, he would be the first to win the flag point.

There are also many players like him, and you can see that there are many players outside the position who have been watching the show now and are swarming into the town.

This is what this game is, some people enjoy the game, and some people like to be slaves.

"I don't think we should go into the town..." Mo Qiong kept reading the game and suddenly said at this moment.

"Ah? If we don't rush in, we will have all the credits taken! This is how we fight!" said the captain.

Mo Qiong looked around and said, "Our communication has never been restored. Friends who are far away cannot share the enemy's movements with us. In this case, it is too unwise for us to fight as normal."

"The Blues have not supported us so far, which is not what they should do. They have not cut off communications, and I suspect we are surrounded."

The captain was stunned and confused for a while, but still couldn't give up the reward of taking up points.

If they don't go in, they will not even be able to get the auxiliary points when they have wiped out the enemy and occupy the points.

"Don't worry! You won't get anything if you don't go in. Get points first. Do you really expect to live to the end?" As he said that, the captain rushed into the position.

Most of the novices followed in, and Mo Qiong shook his head when he saw it, thinking that this was a game.

Many people don’t care about the outcome of the battle at all, but only attach importance to personal honor.

After all, there are too many players in a battle, and the process is too long. A person plays heroic style and kills all sides, but in the end it is still the one who loses.

Therefore, in the life mode, everyone tends to be a five-second hero. As for who will win and who will lose in the end, I'm sorry, when you get the result, I'm going to play the fourth game.

Mo Qiong thought about it and followed in.

This is not a real battlefield. He is here to make a name for himself. It would be better if the team was caught in a siege.

Soon, hundreds of people in the red square flocked into the town. They conquered the city, burned and killed the bags, and placed themselves within the scope of this small position.

Mo Qiong did not go to grab the heads, so he found a low house on the second floor. The roof walls collapsed. He leaned against the ruins and scanned the surroundings with a telescope.

Not long after, I saw a dark enemy force coming.

There were large groups of enemy troops in the northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest, and even the retreat route in the south was intercepted. At least two or three thousand people were dispatched to cover them.

There are all kinds of armored vehicles and tanks, and artillery platoons are in a row and a row, and they are obviously in good condition.

On the other hand, there were all remnants of soldiers without cars or cannons in the town. Some formations were killed directly, while others were only a few people left.

The main players are all slave players with average combat capabilities, and there are only five or six hundred people together.

"Camel town captured!"

"Ho huh!"

They cleared all the enemies in the town and were having fun when they suddenly heard fierce gunfire.

It turned out that Mo Qiong was alone, staying on the second floor and shooting out, and a assault rifle kept firing.

When others see him as a recruit, they just think it is an excitement and fired a gun to celebrate.

But the captain knew that Mo Qiong's shooting skills were very accurate, and he had a preface before asking, "Here's here?"

"We are already surrounded..." Mo Qiong said.

"What!"

Many players climbed up to the high point and looked at them, only to see that all directions were enemies, and some places had their cannons set up and aimed at them.

After a fierce battle here, they had little heavy firepower and could not pose a threat to the other party.

Conversely, the town is full of collapsed buildings, except for a few areas, most of which are almost flat and have no danger to guard.

"Run out and fight with them!" Most players are not afraid at all.

However, some Gao Wan also said: "We don't have long-range firepower, and we just rushed out and just sent death. It's better to hide and hide. We can kill a few more until they attack in. If we exchange them in the flag point, we will also have the bonus points to persevere and die."

"Huh? Are you not Romon?" Someone recognized Gao Wan, who spoke.

"Romon? The 15th-ranked master in the Chinese language area? I have watched his video. He rushed into the watchtower and fired all the time. He killed twelve times in a row, just like a gun fighting technique."

"I've also seen him climb over and over again by a wall, killing six of them with just one knife."

"The most powerful thing is to play sniper, right? Sniper kills forty-nine people in a row, and a formation of fifty people ran away alone and was hammered out of the trap."

"There is no such thing as this game, unless you use a supercomputer to hack the server...it's so expensive, haha."

The Chinese-speaking area is the largest area in the world. There are tens of millions of players online every day. They can reach the top 15 of the military merit list. What does that mean?

This game has no plug-ins. The server uses a supercomputer. The cost of making plug-ins is too high, and it is easy to be sealed if it is forced.

Therefore, the top experts in this game have achieved real results, and they have achieved them with their awareness, technology and game understanding.

Usually, when people recognize him, Romon would make some polite reconcile with others, but now, he holds up his telescope and stares blankly at the place where Mo Qiong's assault rifle is shooting, silent.

"What's going on? Why do experts ignore people?"

They didn't know that Romon was completely scared by Mo Qiong, who had committed the real killing of the enemy.

This is not a blind shooting. This recruit is shooting and killing the enemy artillery array!

Eight hundred meters apart, one person suppressed the enemies in the south and southeast directions, making them unable to even get a cannon stand.

At a distance where only a sniper can kill people, he had already killed twenty-nine people with an assault rifle just by seeing it!

"This distance... can only see the black spots?" Romon put down his telescope and looked at Mo Qiong.

I saw Mo Qiong shoot a few shots, then take out his telescope and take a look, then cut the gun and shoot it continuously, and then stop to take a look.

By switching back and forth like this, he took away an enemy with every shot!

"Captain, find a few brothers to shoot over there with rifles!" Mo Qiong said suddenly.

The captain said in a daze: "How could this hit me?"

"No need to hit, Xia Jiba just shoots randomly." Mo Qiong said.
Chapter completed!