War Paradise

The sand hits the unsuspecting chest, like countless tiny needles piercing the skin, bringing a subtle tingling sensation.

The scars left by the previous battle still hung on his skin. The shirtless man trudged through the sandstorm, his sharp saber flashed with cold light.

Fighting against three hundred enemies by one person is undoubtedly an act of utter death, but now, Lin Chi is not fighting alone. The craziest tyrant in the desert-is on his side.

The exhausted search team soldiers encountered a savage sandstorm again. At this time, all of them were swaying back and forth, trying to escape the range of the sandstorm.

Because there are too many friendly forces nearby, these soldiers dare not open fire for a while even knowing that the enemy is watching. Moreover, in their opinion, there is only one person on the other side, and they should not dare to take the initiative to initiate a charge. They must take advantage of this opportunity to run away...

They never dreamed that the deserter they were searching for would rush into an army of three hundred people with their own power!

Taking a few steps forward, Lin Chi suddenly appeared in front of him. The moment the opponent appeared, the scimitar in his hand had already cut the opponent's throat mercilessly.

"Uh……"

The soldier with his throat covered his throat and fell down. Before the scream could be heard, he was covered in the howling yellow sand.

Lin Chi bent down and drew a wide-bladed saber from the scabbard around the waist of the corpse. When he held a weapon in each hand, the "Titan Grip" was also triggered instantly, and the speed of the whole person was a little faster. Minute.

The masked "Reaper" wearing a night vision goggles, holding two sabers, passed through the crowd like clouds and flowing water, leaving behind several dead bodies with cut throats.

"He rushed in—"

A soldier was cut off by a sharp blade before he could finish speaking.

The yellow sand that obscured the sky blocked everyone’s sight. While reducing visibility, the roaring wind also overwhelmed the screams, until nearly ten people were killed and the soldiers who were still bewildered in the sandstorm were finally Realizing that the enemy had launched an attack, the face under the mask became distorted, like a deformed bitter gourd.

At this time, there was only one thought left in everyone's mind: Is he going to die...

"Enemy attack!"

While one soldier shouted, other soldiers also drew their sabers.

Because there are too many friendly forces around, no one dares to use firearms to shoot, so they can only rely on sabers to defend themselves. The commander, who has been hiding behind the crowd, is not a fool. He immediately turned on the radio and shouted at the subordinates scattered in the sandstorm:

"Move to the middle, don't attack casually! See that it is the enemy before you do it, and be careful not to accidentally hurt yourself!"

"Received...ah!"

A scream on the radio made the soldiers panic again.

Everyone was looking left and right, looking for the enemy's trail, the originally scattered crowd began to shrink in the middle, turning into a dense formation.

It is a pity that these soldiers who are accustomed to the tactics of the sea of ​​people have not realized that the dense standing just provides opportunities for the enemy.

boom!

A grenade exploded in the crowd, blowing more than a dozen people to the ground in an instant. Flesh and blood flew in the crowd for a while, and the blood spewed from the comrades soaked in the clothes of nearby soldiers.

"Don't panic, get out!" the commander shouted.

Realizing that there was an explosion ahead, although he continued to command, he also began to panic. Although the enemy seems to have only one person, thinking about it now, there may also be a large number of people hiding under the sand, taking this opportunity to suddenly shoot out.

——Did your own troops be in an ambush?

Thinking of this possibility, the commander's already terrible complexion worsened, staring with bloodshot eyes, trying to see the dust in the sky, but the sand on the goggles blurred his vision.

The commander wanted to lead the soldiers out of the range of the sandstorm, but it was undoubtedly very difficult to evacuate from this violent sandstorm.

If it weren't for the compass, he wouldn't be able to tell which direction he was heading, but the problem now is...

"Sandstorm came from the west, right?" the commander shouted to the big soldier beside him.

"It seems to be..." the soldier replied awkwardly.

"Let's retreat to the west!" said the commander and walked to the west side marked by the compass.

In the dust of the sky, they couldn't find the enemy's position at all, and only to withdraw from the dust storm area and reorganize the formation is the correct choice.

However, the enemies that these soldiers are pursuing are obviously aware of this.

"Want to run?" Lin Chi laughed.

Although he couldn't see the enemy's position clearly, Lin Chi still noticed that the number of enemies he encountered was decreasing. These soldiers who were pursuing him seemed to be retreating behind the sandstorm.

While retreating, AK gunshots sounded in the sandstorm.

Facing the mysterious enemy, a small group of soldiers finally gave up the use of sabers to defend themselves, and instead began to shoot indiscriminately-in order to save their lives, the lives of their teammates, in their eyes, are completely indifferent...

"Ahhhhhhh!"

A nearly collapsed soldier howled and raised an AK-47 to fire forward. The three of them safely handed their backs to his comrades, and immediately fell into a pool of blood after being hit by several bullets.

"Don't fight!" A soldier next to him rushed forward, trying to stop the man's crazy behavior: "Don't shoot, you are shooting yourself!"

"I want to... kill him!" The soldier who fired the gun shouted loudly, shivering and changing his magazine: "Don't stop me!"

Snapped!

A gunshot sounded, and the soldier who was still going to shoot, spurted blood from his chest and fell into the yellow sand. The comrade next to him put away the Tokarev pistol, with a solemn expression on his face.

"I'm sorry... bro."

The terrifying sandstorm continued, and the screams of soldiers and AK gunshots sounded from time to time in the dust covering the sky. When the embarrassed commander led the soldiers to finally leave the sandstorm area from the west, the original team of 300 people was obviously much smaller than before.

"Fix it now and check the number of people." The bearded commander pulled off the mask on his face, and stared at his embarrassed subordinates and the "sand wall" behind him that was still moving to the east.

The commander knew that this sandstorm had swallowed the lives of many of his subordinates. As for the number of people, it should be counted soon...

"The second class lost three people!"

"Report, the third squad was wiped out..."

Soon, the specific situation of the soldiers was reported, and when the sandstorm retreated, everyone had seen the silhouettes of many human figures buried in the sand.

-Fifty-three people died in the sandstorm just now. A team of three hundred people suffered one-sixth of the casualties!

In addition, 25 soldiers were injured, most of them were lightly wounded, but there were still a few severely wounded soldiers whose arms were broken, and they climbed out of the sandstorm with difficulty...

"Are we going to move on?" a soldier standing in front of the commander asked in a low voice, "The current situation is not optimistic..."

"Yes, the enemy may have an ambush." ​​The commander stared at the sand in front of him with furrowed brows, his voice trembling slightly.

The honor of being a soldier made him want to kill the enemy with his own hands, and then hung the guy's head on the flagpole to comfort the spirit of the dead brother in the sky. But the commander is very clear that there may be more than one enemy, and those guys may be hiding under the sand, waiting to cause more casualties!

Although not reconciled, I can only retreat now...

Thinking of this, the commander couldn't help clenching his fists, gritted his teeth in silence for half a minute, and finally spoke suddenly:

"Retreat immediately."

After receiving the order, the remaining soldiers also retreated decisively and retreated towards the town. They didn't want to have the horrible experience just now.

...

Five minutes later, when the sandstorm disappeared completely, deathly silence filled the sandy ground with dead bodies.

A "corpse" half buried in sand moved suddenly, moved his fingers, and then slowly stood up, took off the rags on his face, revealing a face stained with sand.

Lin Chi took off the night vision goggles and put them back in his backpack. He looked around vigilantly. He didn't see any living people. The enemies had obviously retreated.

There were many more corpses buried in the sand on the sand around him. These poor insects who were fatally wounded in the sandstorm were all buried in the yellow sand in the sky.

"what……"

Lin Chi spit out the sand in his mouth and looked up at the blue sky simulated by the lights on the training ground. Just as he was about to leave here, the female voice on the radio rang again:

"Congratulations, the first test has been completed. You have unlocked the location of the nearby supply box, which can be viewed on the map. The next test will start in thirty minutes."

Hearing the content of the broadcast, Lin Chi opened the map in the player interface, and as expected, several flashing blue light spots appeared nearby, marking the location of the supply.

Now that it is temporarily safe, it's time to search for weapons...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi turned and walked obliquely behind him. The nearest supply box was less than a hundred meters away from him.

But he had just taken two steps before he crooked and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn," he murmured.

——In the battle in the sandstorm just now, he himself was not unscathed, with a shallow scar on his shoulder. In addition, the physical consumption of sandstorms is even more deadly for players.

After experiencing the "strenuous exercise" just now, even with the four-point strength and agility bonus provided by Titan's Grip, Lin Chi was exhausted at this time. It is conceivable that the soldiers who evacuated here must all have a kidney deficiency...

However, even though he was almost exhausted, Lin Chi's face showed a smile again.

-Taking advantage of the sandstorm to beat so many people back at once, I undoubtedly earned it!

He walked slowly towards the location of the supply box and almost tripped over a corpse buried in the sand. Although the distance was only a hundred meters, it took two minutes to finish.

Lin Chi bent down and stretched out his hand to tear off the desert camouflage net on the supply box. After opening the box, he took out a magical artifact necessary for home travel from it-also made in Russia.

RPG-7 rocket launcher.

Long-range weapons.

Item level: Sophisticated.

The rocket launcher can be used without proficiency. Minimum strength required: 14. The strength value required to reach the maximum attack power: 17.

"There is no enemy that can't be dealt with with a single RPG. If there is, just try again."

This supply box provides one RPG-7 rocket launcher and five rockets. In addition, there is a pack of 7.62MM bullets, which can be used by the AK-47.

After scouring the first supply box, Lin Chi leaned against the box and rested for a while, finally regaining some strength, went to the second supply box in the southeast corner, and took out the machine gun stored in it. For the large version of AK-47, a bracket was added by the way:

Kalashnikov light machine gun (RPK).

Long-range weapons.

Item level: Sophisticated.

Light machine guns require proficiency to use, minimum power value: 14, and proficiency required to reach maximum attack power: 20.

"Welcome to use the Soviet'universal machine gun' RPK, which was improved by Kalashnikov from the AK-47 modified AKM rifle, and maintains the good efficiency and reliability of the AK-47. After it was put into production, it immediately became the standard equipment of the Soviet army, and it was still used in many troops until the beginning of the 21st century."

Lin Chi stuffed the light machine gun and several drums into his backpack, and then began to move to the next supply box.

Worthy of being a Soviet research institute, the weapons provided in this training ground are all made by the Soviet Union. Although the accuracy may be a bit poor, the equipment made in the Soviet Union is undoubtedly very durable.

However, it seems that there is not much time now...

Twenty minutes have passed since the first test was completed, and there are less than ten minutes left, and the next test in the training ground is about to begin.

Realizing that he might not be able to get all the equipment in the remaining three supply crates, he would be involved in the battle. Lin Chi also decisively gave up the two supply crates far away from him and moved towards the one closer to the east. The supply box moved past.

The battle is about to begin, there is no time to waste time...

Lin Chi dragged his exhausted body towards the supply box 200 meters away. When he came to the map marker, he did not see the familiar box.

--what's the situation? Could it be that the map marker is wrong?

He bent down and fumbled in the sand, but did not find a trace of the supply box. Just when he was about to leave, his right hand encountered a small metal cylinder.

"Ok?"

Lin Chi fished the thing out of the sand, and what appeared in his sight was a silver metal cylinder with a gas valve in front of it, which looked like a needleless syringe.

"Have you seen this thing anywhere?"

When he was frowning and recalling, the item introduction popped up in his sight:

RED-BULL "Red Bull" military stimulant.

Consumables.

Item level: Epic.

Injecting this item will cause the user to enter a violent state, increasing strength, agility and endurance by 7 points. This effect lasts for 20 minutes.

"Your energy is beyond your imagination!"