PUBG Nightmare Player System

A+ drove the car, quickly got together with his teammate's car, touched the smoke, and created a perfect space.

Although small, there is no place to hit them.

The 17th team moved like a reckless man at this time, and Wei Shen looked confused.

"As expected, 17, even the way to enter the circle is so special."

Team 17 has no characteristics, but the marksmanship is really tough.

When Wei Shen was at his peak, he had a head-on encounter with Team 17, and in one round, 17shou swept the screen.

At that time, Wei Shen was shocked in a cold sweat. Today, despite the ups and downs of the 17 team, the word reckless has almost run through the history of this team.

When the smoke dissipated, Ye Lang instantly saw two lone wolves, 98k lifted up without hesitation, "Bang!"

Move the target! head shot!

Before IFTY could react, he shot again.

This shot, without warning, headshot again.

"Ding Dong, nightmare value +2300, nightmare value +1900."

"Niu beep!" Dragon God almost jumped up.

These two moving targets have a headshot and solved two lone wolves, which is simply perfect.

The only shortcoming is that they didn't give these two lone wolves a chance, which made them feel sick for the 17th team.

"Nice! The smoke is gone, be careful!"

When the smoke dissipated, Ye Lang lay down behind a rock.

But the stone's impartiality just covered Ye Lang's body.

At 4am, the back was leaning on the toilet, and the vehicle was erected in front, forming a perfect shelter.

The four of IFTY didn't rush, and several of them hid behind the fortress built by three cars.

"Ye Lang is behind, he shot the gun just now!"

"Damn, I can't see it because I can't see it."

"There! I saw it!"

A member of IFTY quickly discovered Ye Lang's location.

When A+ looked at it, his head buzzed.

In front of the Qiaotou House, behind the open tree, a raised stone on the ground just blocked Ye Lang's body.

In this position, if you want to beat Yelang, you will be shot frantically by others.

"Damn, this Ye Lang is so cheap! Captain, throw thunder, I'm so angry!"

"17 is also looking at him. In his position, he can only lie on his stomach and dare not show his head. Let's look ahead first."

...

A+ is full of confidence. He recognizes Ye Lang's strength, but it is only recognized by professional players.

He thinks that even if Ye Lang shoots behind their buttocks, he will not be able to drop more than two people in an instant, and his observer is always staring at Ye Lang's movements and it is impossible to give him a chance.

One cannot go against the sky.

Ye Lang leaned on behind the stone, his body was concealed, and he was estimating the route of other teams.

Team 17, Team 4am, Team IFTY, all of which have four players, are in a stubborn situation.

In the finals, only 12 people remained.

"Wei Shen, try to harass Team 17 and their position will be set on fire by IFTY."

At this time, Aluka couldn't help it. "I didn't meet a few people in the whole game. My big gun has long been hungry and thirsty. This task is left to me."

It was too late and it was fast. When the smoke dissipated, the side of Team Seventeen was exposed to the three of 4am.

Aluka AUG relentlessly began to fire.

At the same time, IFTY also shot.

They didn't want to let go of this opportunity, leaving only one observer to keep an eye on Ye Lang's movements.

"Ye Lang, what do you want to do?"

Wei Shen couldn't help but wonder.

Ye Lang sold it off, "Hey, do you know what is the last step when cooking?"

Wei Shen was taken aback for a moment. Ye Lang's thinking span was too big. What kind of cooking, I don't know how to cook.

"Does shooting have anything to do with cooking?"

Ye Lang laughed, "Haha, let's watch my performance."

After A+ chose to shoot at Seventeen, he still murmured in his heart.

No professional team will leave even one enemy behind its ass. As a master tactician, A+ certainly understands.

However, in this finals, he can only make choices.

Either give Ye Lang a chance, or be set on fire by the 4am and 17 teams.

In the finals on the main road, the front-to-back distance is less than 100 meters, and there are very few bunkers.

Team 17 became a target. Under attack by IFTY at 4am, the two of them fell down instantly, and the head was snatched by Aluka.

"Fuck! The head was robbed!"

A+ is very rough.

"Don't give them a chance, stand up!"

Ye Lang didn't rush to take out a piece of smoke, and threw it down in front of him, his vision was instantly blocked.

Then he got up and came to the edge of the smoke, grinning coldly, and aimed his cold muzzle at the two of Team 17 who were fighting drugs.

98k did not hesitate-bang! The 7.62mm bullet hit the bullseye and passed through the skulls of the 17 team members. The second-stage head burst at the sound and blood flew out.

"Yelang knocked down 17shou with 98k."

At the moment of shooting, Ye Lang did not hesitate to switch to ak. In the finals, there was no need to save bullets. The crazy tongue engulfed Dajing, the last survivor of the 17th team.

"Where is Ye Lang, Beast Beast."

"I don't know, shit, no more!"

"Yelang knocked down 17shox with AKM."

The upper right corner jumps out directly to kill.

It took Ye Lang less than ten seconds from the smoke, to getting up and shooting, to lying back to the previous position.

Clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

Confident 98k, roaring akm, ghostly body.

Dragon God felt the wound on his forehead started to hurt again.

"Ding Dong, nightmare value +3200, nightmare value +3800."

"Ye Shenniu beep!"

Wei Shen roared.

When the 17th team was destroyed, IFTY was left. They were flanked around 4am. Although Ye Lang became the focus of care, he took a strategic advantage.

"What is the situation, Ye Lang will not report it?"

"Captain, he closed the cigarettes, I just wanted to make up people..."

A+ mentality collapsed slightly.

Ye Lang said slowly in the team’s voice, “A good chef cooks a dish like we are playing a game. From the beginning, the collection of ingredients is like licking the house, to the selection of ingredients, which is similar to selecting weapons, and then entering Pan stir-frying is like the rational use of weapons. All these require a process. Now, it is the last step."

"What steps."

At 4am, the other three asked questions almost simultaneously.

Ye Lang smiled mysteriously, "The fire collects the juice!"

Then Ye Lang took out the six Molotov cocktails.

If A+ knows Ye Lang's thoughts, I am afraid it will not be suffocated.

Huh! puff!

The sound of glass shattered.

"Who lost the Molotov cocktail?"

"I got burned! Fight medicine!"

A+ is worthy of Dinghai Shenzhen, "Don't panic, there should be only one, close cigarettes, fight drugs and pull people!"

The Molotov cocktail is actually quite tasteless, not to mention taking up a lot of space, in most cases it is not as clean and neat as the grenade.

Those who were burned by the Molotov cocktail were unable to open the mirror and were extremely disgusting.

Three cigarettes instantly surrounded IFTY's jeep array.

Ye Lang sneered, "Everything is under my control! Take it!"

The other Molotov cocktails in his hand were thrown out one after another.

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