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  This is indeed a trap.

  The two groups of people in front saw the outcome very clearly. Although they were bold and reckless, they also had a sense of self-awareness. From the beginning, they didn't plan to rush over all at once. Being able to rescue two was already not bad. So they first adopted the strategy of scattering like eggs and then played a trick of creating a diversion.

  Bullets whizzed past his ears. Guo Yi rolled and crawled to hide behind a tree, panting heavily. It was too scary. Although he knew that rubber bullets couldn't kill people, it still hurt when they hit him. He glanced at his watch, estimating that Wen Tian and others were approaching the finish line. As long as he could attract more attention, Liu Qingyun and Kusakabe Hiroji might be able to break through the blockade under Nalanqing's cover.

  As for the jungle traps, they were not even worth mentioning to Liu Qingyun. He only needed to take a glance to know where traps might be set and where they absolutely wouldn't be. The route he was running now was exactly the same one he had taken with Liu Qingyun earlier. It was very safe.

  "Damn it. So petty. Not even providing a communication device. And this is special forces? This is too primitive."

  He muttered to himself, stroking the assault rifle in his hand. The gun was pretty good. Although the BB bullets were highly realistic, they weren't the real thing. There's no substitute for the feel of it. Now you want Guo Yi to choose: whether to touch a woman or touch a gun. He would definitely... uh... that depends on what the woman looks like.

  He's quite frustrated now. If his marksmanship were a bit better, those soldiers chasing him would probably have fallen by the dozen. Now, under Liu Qingyun's guidance and with the bonus of using dark matter, his skills in escaping and surviving have increased significantly. Especially after being abused at the shooting club recently, he has come to realize which actions are absolutely not to be done. So now if he were to launch an attack, he would probably die quickly. But wanting to escape from the forest still holds much hope.

  He doesn't have the idea of "sacrificing himself to ensure the whole team". He simply doesn't think it's a sacrifice. It's just letting his teammates go first, then he fires randomly to attract the enemy's attention and escapes afterwards. What sacrifice?

  He turned his head to take a stealthy look. Far away, he saw more than ten soldiers scattered in a line searching continuously. He thought for a moment (colorful). He crouched down and lay prone in the grass thicket beside him. According to the method given by Nalanqing, he aimed at a soldier's head. Then slowly lowered the muzzle to aim at his chest. With a "bang" sound, he pulled the trigger.

  Well-trained soldiers immediately sought cover. Only one dejected hand signaled that he had been "killed". Guo Yao, who was lying still on the ground, was also dejected. He hadn't aimed at this one.

  It seems that I don't have a high talent in this area. I need to work hard to achieve it. He also doesn't think about how many days he has practiced so far.

  That last shot had already exposed his general position. Bullets rained down on him. He hid behind a large tree in the depression and then quickly climbed to the top of the tree. Since he had the help of dark matter, he found that his coordination ability had made great progress. In fact, the control of consciousness over dark matter also has a great promoting effect on the development of the brain. Only he hasn't discovered it yet.

  Hiding behind the dense foliage at the top of the tree, he switched his assault rifle to full-auto mode. Since our skills are not up to par, we'll just have to rely on quantity over quality. If only we had a Grenade Launcher, that would be great. I heard that thing fires a bullet every 3.14 meters along its trajectory. What does that mean? He didn't quite grasp the concept yet. But he knew that with that thing, technique wouldn't matter much anymore. He took aim with his rifle and swept it across the rapidly advancing soldiers in front of him. Instantly, two soldiers were hit. Almost simultaneously, someone spotted him and shouted loudly:

  "He is on the tree."

  Guo Yi, despite having no experience, was deeply convinced by Mao Tai Zu's theory. His character suited the "hit and run" approach. After firing a shot, he didn't even want his rifle anymore. With a sudden burst of strength in his legs, his body flew horizontally over three meters away. He landed on another tree branch with one hand, and then swung to another tree like a monkey. He really enjoyed this feeling. When he was young, watching TV dramas, those great heroes would often tread on leaves and fly through the air, making him envious. Now, his childhood dream had finally been partially realized.

  He was shouting and yelling. His mouth was singing out of tune:

  The old master is Mount Tai.

  The old master is just Mount Tai.

  Flying back and forth, charm is boundless.

  Ah. Little sister comes over to big brother's side.

  Brother takes you together to drift away like an immortal

  What's going on?

  What's going on?

  Ah...

  The "ah" in front is a sigh. The "ah" behind is a scream. He didn't realize he had already reached the edge of the forest. He flew directly out of the forest and crashed heavily to the ground.

  On the big screen, only this red dot can be seen moving quickly. As for how it moved, it's unknown. However, when he flew out of the forest, everyone saw it clearly. It was as if he was kicked out by a giant with an elegant arc, implying the ultimate principle of heaven and earth??????

  This time, Guo Yi once again demonstrated his good anti-strike ability. He groaned and struggled to get up from the ground with a heavily injured appearance. However, he looked back and immediately took off running like an arrow leaving the bowstring. The rubber bullets flying out from behind him whizzed past his ears. Some of them shot into the dirt under his feet and burrowed in immediately, clearly with great force. Guo Yi's heart was racing with fear as he ran even faster. Amidst the chaos, he didn't forget Liu Qingyun's tactical movements, suddenly dodging to the left and then to the right, occasionally doing a flying somersault or rolling quickly.

  His avoidance in the style of Guo made everyone stunned. They really couldn't understand it. Could rolling and crawling really dodge bullets?

  Only when Qin Ge saw the original shadow in his absolutely standard movements. Any search engine searches for "Nine-Piece Literature" to quickly enter this site, and this site permanently provides free downloads of fine and txt formats! He secretly sighed in his heart. These actions he can do better than him. But wanting to be better than him is almost impossible.

  Gunfire suddenly came from behind the pursuing soldiers. There were monotonous yet extremely rhythmic single shots, as well as rapid successive bursts of fire.

  The soldiers were taken aback for a moment. One of them asked:

  "Head. Still chasing or not."

  "Chase after fart. Can you catch up? With this speed, it's a pity not to run hurdles. Don't mind him. Now just let him pass. He won't reach the finish line within the time limit anyway. Withdraw."

  Kuo Yen ran for a while. Suddenly, he found that the rear was quiet. He stopped and calmed down. He knew they had retreated. He thought for a moment, then turned around and headed back into the thicket.

  Wen Tian and finally waited for the opportunity. Guo Yi's actions in the rear and Liu Qingyun's on the other side successfully drew the enemy's attention. He agilely passed through between the two teams, rushing straight to his destination. Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he cursed in a low voice:

  "This is too damn exaggerated. This is a competition, not his grandma's game. How did the final level end up with a big BOSS?"

  In front of them, three hundred meters away, there was a conspicuous platform. That was their destination for today. Within one hundred meters around the platform, there were no trees, not even slightly taller grass. In the center of the platform stood a giant over two meters tall, wrapped in thick custom-made bulletproof clothing, wearing a steel helmet on his head, and holding a Grenade Launcher in his hand.

  Next to this giant stood a huge sign that read:

  "Special bulletproof vest. Ignores damage from rifles and light machine guns."

  This is actually telling the player that the gun in your hand is useless. Even if you hit, it's a waste of effort. Facing this giant with a handheld heavy weapon, the assault rifle in your hand can only be used as a firewood stick. At a distance of 100 meters, there is no effective suppression. The gun in the hands of this giant, even if it shoots out rubber bullets, can still tear people apart.

  On the other side of the giant, there are bullets as small as hills. They are neatly stacked there. The boxes for storing bullets are specially made steel plate boxes. Unless it's a large-caliber sniper rifle or an anti-material weapon, it can't blow up the bullets.

  He glanced at his watch. Less than six minutes had passed. It would take only half a minute to rush over from here. But this half-minute was enough for him to die dozens of times. He sighed. Maybe it's just an unsolvable problem.

  Although he thought so in his heart, Wen Tianhe still moved forward. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he couldn't let it go. This wasn't because he had to win at all costs, but rather a habit of thinking, a postnatal cultivated habit of thinking.

  On the other side of the destination. Liu Qingyun and Kiyohiko also appeared at the edge of the forest. He had extremely sharp eyesight. Ignoring any traps or mechanisms. And the defensive line formed by those soldiers was also full of loopholes in his view. So it was easy to bypass them. When he thought victory was within sight, he saw a giant holding a Grenade Launcher.

  Even the normally calm Liu Qingyun almost cursed. This is too damaging. The big shot next to him clearly told him that he can hit you effectively, but you can't hit him effectively. This is simply a despicable way of fighting.

  He took a deep breath, turned around and nodded towards a certain hiding place. He made a gesture to cover me. Almost at the same time, Nalan Qing nodded, indicating that he understood.

  Liu Qingyun sneered and raised his hand, aiming at the giant's steel helmet. With a loud bang, he fired a shot. The distance was not far, only about 150 meters. He hit the target with precision. The giant's head slightly tilted back, but immediately returned to its original position. He didn't even glance in this direction and continued his previous action.

  Lau Ching-wan raised his hand and fired another shot. The high-speed spinning bullet hit the giant's helmet again, causing his head to jerk up once more.

  Kazuo Hatoyama, who was standing next to him, turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?" he asked.

  "Brother Liu, it's pointless to fight. Why are you still fighting? The sound of gunfire will only attract the enemy."

  Originally. Yamauchi was used to calling people "mister". But none of these people liked being called "mister". Calling someone "san" was even more unacceptable. Later on, he simply called them "brother" like a chicken leg. However, when the chicken leg said "brother", he said "older brother". The first time he called Liu Qingyun, it scared him out of his wits. Brother is okay to call, but older brother can't be called casually.

  But now Liu Qingyun didn't care about these things anymore. He sneered:

  "Is it worth fighting for? You'll only know after you've fought."