Chapter 993

Meng Zhengkun is a little dejected.

Lu Er, they don't know what to say, because this game didn't last for three minutes. It's definitely not Meng Zhengkun's problem.

The main reason why Meng Zhengkun didn't do it was that they didn't fight the first group battle well and didn't control the elevator well.

"Xiaoyi." Chen Yao, who had been standing behind them, called Huo Xiaoyi.

"Well?" Huo Xiaoyi takes off the earphone and turns back.

"In the next round, you'll take the elevator down the floor and fight them." Chen Yao said.

Chen Yao, this is to let them not have to set up a gun at the birth point to fight that routine operation.

On the one hand, they take micro rush to point the moving target on the square, only Xiaob who doesn't smile can guarantee the explosive head, on the other hand, the police of A-League, in fact, no one will stay in the square outside for such a long time, which is basically a unnecessary running position.

"I see." Huo Xiaoyi nodded his head.

"Light name, you go up." Chen Yao third let Xie light name, "don't be targeted."

"Well." Xie Qingming calmed down and two games were enough.

Seeing that the dictatorship team replaced Xie Qingming and Yang Lin's muxiu Yulin, Qingchuan Pavilion cheered again.

Although I don't know why we need to change the two main forces of No. 1 and No. 2 just now, now we need to change one to increase the chance of winning, right?

……

The third game begins.

As soon as Yin Ying started, he called out: "the dictatorial team has not run a bit!"

"They changed into useless, and took the initiative to grab the rhythm. They still didn't seek to bury the bag, or they wanted to destroy the Sansheng team at one go," Yang Jingzhe said, looking at the elevator and moving directly, "ah? The dictatorship is coming down! "

Sansheng team just ran into the first floor and saw that the elevator was already going down!

Sansheng team still didn't even communicate with each other. As soon as they saw the trend of the elevator, they immediately split 3-2.

Yanchu takes a grenade to watch the elevator.

The other four people are all blocking the stairwell.

Boom!

Boom!

A grenade and a flare went off at the same time.

As soon as the elevator opens, Yanchu throws the flare in. Meanwhile, on the other side of the stairwell, Xiaoyi's grenade, which doesn't smile, has been thrown down from above

"Is there anyone in the elevator?" Yang Jingzhe cut the camera to the elevator first.

Dada dada

A string of bullets came out before the man came out.

"It's useless! Ah, beautiful anti flash operation, he directly determined the position of the beginning of the speech, out is a strafe head! The strafe blows the head! " Yang Jingzhe didn't expect that as soon as his camera shot passed, a head was directly produced.

What he didn't know was that there had been a round of applause for him in the studio of CES alliance.

If this scene is cut by the director's room, it can't be cut.

Only when the commentator on the spot thinks about the possibilities of the game in his mind and cuts at the same time, it is possible to cut it out!

As soon as the dictatorship team landed, a head was directly given to the Sansheng team, which made the Qingchuan Pavilion burst into continuous applause.

In the third round, the dictatorial team was equipped with a long gun, but the firepower was still behind the Sansheng team.

But it's useless. After playing, the rhythm of the whole dictatorial team flies

"It's useless. It's a little fast to get into the game." Yin Ying said.

"He killed a man as soon as he landed, and it would be faster below..." Yang Jingzhe looked at nothing. After killing Yanchu, the gun didn't stop, so he directly hit goodluck on the back.

And Wang Guyi is also strong enough, immediately a forward roll tactical action operation out, the muzzle of the gun instantly turned to the rear of useless.

Goodluck killed more than 70 points of blood, and it was impossible for goodluck to come close again. However, Goodluck jumped a bullet and hit the head. The useless armor didn't come up and was taken away by him.

But goodluck is also taken away by Xiaob, who is forgetful and doesn't laugh. The dictatorial team starts with two for two, and it looks like they can win with two substitutes

Unfortunately, Sansheng's firepower is still relatively fierce. After picking up goodluck's gun shallowly and deeply, and killing Xiaob who doesn't smile with drunken Shilipo, the dictatorial team chooses two substitutes, which is obviously impossible to beat the other team's three professional nine stage players.

However, Chen Yao's arrangement before the war was that he could advance or retreat.

Erhai tide and Xiaoye quickly get on the elevator, and he doesn't stop layer by layer, and goes directly to the top floor of the Empire State building.

Erhai tide sound is also small, leaves and fight and retreat, but also to do their best, the other party's number one drunk Shilipo away.Then, forgetting to return to the seventh floor, Erhai tide died.

The ninth layer, Xiaoye is killed.

Waiting for the top floor of the Empire State Building, Meng Zhengkun took another look at time.

It's been a minute.

Three games, this is the best one.

……

Meng Zhengkun threw a magazine and stuck the elevator at the entrance of the elevator, making it impossible for the elevator to get down.

The Sansheng team, who had just finished a battle on the first floor, had no nearby elevator to use, so they had to run up the stairs.

"The Sansheng team is coming up, forget to return Forget to go down to him? " Yin Ying was stunned to see that he ran down the stairs from the top floor.

In the first inning, he could get the elevator on the first floor from the patio on the third floor, but now he is walking down from the top floor

Without any angle, you can get the magazine stuck in the elevator door on the top floor.

In other words, the elevator is not expected.

Meng Zhengkun took another look at time.

Three and a half minutes.

Not enough!

He didn't delay enough time in the last inning. He wants to make it up.

Bang!

Bang!

Meng Zhengkun raised a mk12 in his hand and fired two shots in a row.

"His position..." Yang Jingzhe once again admired his solid basic skills.

At this position, the aimer of forgetting to return can lock the target through infrared, but the other party can't see him.

But!

The mk12 in his hand actually has no infrared sight.

Yang Jingzhe looked at him for two games and almost forgot that he was a number one.

The two shots were fired at the same point.

The first shot didn't hit anything, and the angle of the bullet's ejection didn't know where to go. However, the second shot accurately passed the path of the first shot, and one shot slanted into the waist from the hole running on the staircase.

"Ah, random gun?" Yin Ying obviously looked at the gun of forgetting to return, and no one could see it.

He just listened to the voice and predicted the speed and position of the other side, so he shot out at random.

However, the hole that was shot in the accident must have thought that the gun that forgot to return had a strong sight.

5.56mm sniper bullet, also sniper bullet!

Kong Buchan watched the blood bloom on the staircase wall beside him

"15th floor, 1502 small window." Kong Buchan was also a very experienced player and rushed up to the 15th floor.

Two against one, the 15th floor is not a good battlefield.

In particular, the other side is position one, which is more dangerous.

Kongbu felt that they directly stepped on the static step, lowered the voice, and slowed down the speed

"Ha ha." Meng Zhengkun has taken off his earphone and laughed.