Chapter 411

By the time the first map was finished, the audience was already cheering the name of "useless".

Xie Qingming takes off his earphone, looks at the flowing light on the stage, falls into his eyes bit by bit, and lights him up bit by bit.

In the second half of the first map, thanks to Xie Qingming's explosive performance, tomorrow Academy was a bit unprepared. Although it called a pause, it did not interrupt Xie Qingming's state.

Tomorrow academy seems to be hesitating.

As soon as Xie Qingming played, in fact, tomorrow academy immediately realized that they had miscalculated Xie Qingming's strength. When a player of his strength shows up, it's very difficult to interrupt. Three minutes won't cool him down at all.

As a result, the first map ended at 16:10. Fortunately, tomorrow academy also forcibly won two games in this situation, and did not make the score even to odd. If such a score really appeared in the semi-final stage, it would be a bit embarrassing.

For the rest time between the first map and the second map, there is no one going to the bathroom in the college tomorrow.

The audience can feel that their atmosphere is a little dignified.

Their captain, PASI 377, and their sniper, Qing Xiang, seem to be arguing about something.

Because their argument is not very fierce, it should be a tactical discussion. The sound proof glass of the glass house and the cheers of the audience cut off their argument.

Finally, before the start of the second map, pasi377 reluctantly took a picture of Qing, as if forced to reach a consensus.

"Hello, everyone..." The commentators also returned to the stage, "so now the second map, train, is a map selected by tomorrow college. They have never lost on this map. If they take the police in the first half, they can defeat their opponents in the first half. In the second half, they can finish the game with a few games."

"Yes, I don't know if Optics Valley No.7 Middle School has made any preparations in advance in the face of the advantage map of tomorrow academy?"

"In fact, many teams have made preparations for this, such as paying attention to the economy, killing more people and moving more. But tomorrow academy is also adept at dealing with it. It can be seen that they have really made great efforts on this map."

"On the first map, the outbreak of No.2 player in Optics Valley No.7 also brought them a lot of pressure. We can see that they have been discussing in the middle of the field, hoping that they can have a better performance in the second map?"

"All right. Both players have entered the competition

As soon as the voice of the commentator fell, the screen had changed from the three girls' faces to the game screen.

In the first half, the pistol Bureau shot

Qiao Xueyi just cut the picture from the first perspective of each player, then he was stunned: "eh? This gun... "

"What's the matter?" The host sister saw Qiao Xueyi cut back the angle of view and returned to the sniper Wei Qing Xiang who had just been swept by her.

The pistol in Qingxiang's hand is glock18, which is a classic type of gun with strong modifiability. Although the prototype gun's firepower is anxious, its range is not very good, and its shooting accuracy makes non expert players dare not touch it, there are almost no failure cases in its modification. Moreover, because the gun's weight is very low, even lighter than some expensive daggers, it is difficult to operate If two people can shoot at the same time.

But the gun in Qingxiang's hand is too eye-catching. It's all pink and has a heart-shaped design. If you put a kitty cat on it, it will be a special occasion. If you don't play with the gun often, you can't recognize what it is. At least you can't recognize what the gun is.

The hostess burst out laughing: "no, what is he doing?"

"Who knows." Ya Xia Leng Leng ground looks at Qiao Xue Yi's visual angle to move away, always feel that gun seems to still have a little strange, look very uncomfortable.

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The second map shows that in the first half of the track race, the pressure of Optics Valley No.7 Middle School is actually great, because tomorrow college was born in the police, and they were born in the bandits. That is to say, if tomorrow college enters its own rhythm, they may not be able to seal their M60 in the first half.

If the M60 had appeared early, they might have fallen behind by five or six points or even more in the first half.

Then, the pressure in the second half was even greater.

"Second floor, second floor." Moustache instructed the whole team to fight while the opponent didn't take out the M60. The group roared into area B, and moustache put down the thunder bag, which immediately aroused all the people who had been waiting for a long time.

But beard didn't really put down the thunder bag. He didn't even press the set button, so he stood there and lowered his head. At the same time of two shots, his dodge position had come out.

The two men were standing in the position of cross fire, but they didn't hurt him a drop of blood. As soon as he looked back, he saw that there was nothing to do. The grenade on his hand had already soared up and killed the koala who was still running. Then he went down the place where the koala fell and banged a bullet, and immediately took away the lemonade.It seems that the game has returned to the rhythm of the first map.

Xie Qingming is a grenade, a box of bullets like running water. Although it's killing people, it looks so pleasing that people hold their breath and have the feeling of watching something!

The audience gave him a round of applause.

But the play is not long

Just when Xie Qingming's "all in nothing" shot back to kill Qing Xiang behind him, he only heard a bang. Qing Xiang's strange Glock small public lift in his hand, a heavy bullet directly blew out his head!

"What's going on? "Hand play?" Xie Qingming saw a gray picture, immediately frowned and looked to the opposite side.

But then, beard didn't give him any answer, so he knelt down.

At the same time, Glock's little pink public lift clearly appeared near them.

"I..." Beard a see, whole all Leng, "he is sick!"

"The people in the stands are sick." Xie Qingming saw the gun and was stunned. He bit his teeth and said.

"Wait a minute, I don't understand. What sight is on his pistol? No Don't you tell me he's wearing a sniper mirror on his pistol? " Han Xiao asked.

"Damn, the point is not what lens he uses, but to build such an expensive mirror bridge on a glock18. It's already very sick, OK!" Bearded painfully pointed to the gun, "I've been fighting in the bloody maze with PVE regiment for more than a month, and I'm not sure I can fight this [pink wing]!"