"Good guy, you have such a strong tone!" Wang Ling felt that Zhang Mengyu was just kidding. This game is not a fighting game like Street Fighter. There is no such thing as blocking. Even if he is wearing the highest-grade body armor and

The helmet will lose health as long as it is hit by a bullet or bombed.

With the numerical advantage, unless the opponent's marksmanship is really "compassionate marksmanship" or "body tracing" marksmanship, it will be difficult for one person to defeat a team.

And because he was surrounded as soon as he landed, this character had nothing on him except a pistol and a rifle with only 30 rounds of ammunition left!

Even because of his escape just now, he took a bunch of bullets, and his blood volume was less than half, and there were no medicines or props in his hiding place, so it was impossible for him to recover his blood volume.

He is now besieged in a small two-story building, and the remaining three teams are staring at him from three directions. As long as he dares to show his head, those people will beat him into a shuttle.

In this situation of almost running out of ammunition and food, even escaping for one's life is almost a luxury. As for making a comeback, that is simply wishful thinking.

"Chinese, come out quickly and let us blow your head off!"

"Hahaha, you know how powerful the Chinese people are! If you admit that you are all trash, we will let you go!"

"Chinese people, if you call us grandpa, we can consider using only pistols!"

Those 12 people directly turned on the voice to challenge Zhang Mengyu. In their eyes, they could crush this Chinese player to death at any time.

"Bashi people, Jiepeng people, Franks!" Zhang Mengyu immediately knew the origins of these three teams through their languages. "They actually wore a pair of trousers. It's really interesting!"

"That's too much!" The coach of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds once studied in Frank for a period of time and is very familiar with French. Even if the other team members can't understand their language, they know from the tone that these people are definitely provoking them.

"Watch it!" Zhang Mengyu grinned, "The God of Death is starting to recruit people!"

"Why do I feel like I've heard this sentence somewhere?"

"I remember it was a PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds anchor on Station B. As soon as he said this, he would either be blown up with a bomb or beaten to death."

"Perhaps Zhang always wants to lose and lose with a bit of momentum, right?"

The team members looked at each other one by one, with helpless expressions in their eyes. They only hoped that Zhang Mengyu could knock down one or two enemies, or at least not lose too badly.

"To the east, there is a sniper in the factory, two people behind the wall, there is a person hiding at the base of the wall directly below me, southwest..." Zhang Mengyu quickly analyzed the enemies in every direction.

"And a smoke bomb?" Zhang Mengyu glanced at his backpack, "Then it won't be difficult!"

Zhang Mengyu threw a smoke bomb directly into his room. As the smoke spread out, the four enemies in the east suddenly lost sight of the window where Zhang Mengyu was.

"No. 1, that Chinese guy stopped smoking!"

"It doesn't matter. You pay attention to his footsteps. He can only jump out of this window. Unless he can knock down all four of us the moment he jumps out, otherwise as long as he appears from the smoke, we will be gone.

I can kill him!"

"That Chinese guy is out!"

"shooting!"

Everyone immediately poked their heads out of their bunkers. They were scattered in various locations, but Zhang Mengyu only had one exit. Even with his superb skills, could he still shoot three enemies in an instant?

Zhang Hazy's mouse slid over an irregular curve

"Pah, pah, pah, pah!" Six gunshots rang out, and the three people hiding behind the small factory and the wall suddenly had two sprays of blood exploding from their heads.

Zhang Mengyu immediately changed his perspective, and before he landed, there were two more "pops"!

With a burst of blue smoke, four boxes appeared in the four corners of the map.

In the training room in another corner of the earth, the four Bashi people were stunned, and even now they have not realized what happened just now.

Suddenly, they threw away the mouse and keyboard in their hands and roared angrily.

"Oh my God! God! How is this possible!"

"Ouch! Damn it!"

"Impossible! He must have activated a cheat!"

All four of them have full health and at least level 2 helmets. The gun used by Zhang Mengyu is an AK47, which is extremely powerful. If this gun hits the head twice in a row, it can indeed kill them.

They were just 100% convinced that Zhang Mengyu only used 8 bullets to kill them, and each bullet hit their heads accurately, and it was a strafing attack!

What is this concept?

The rate of fire of the AK47 is 10 rounds per second. It only took Zhang Mengyu 0.8 seconds to kill four of them!

Theoretically, this possibility exists, as long as the muzzle draws a precise curve along the positions of their heads during design, and the speed of muzzle movement is adjusted according to the distance between them.

It is indeed possible to perform such an operation.

But is this operation possible?

AK47 is powerful, but its recoil is even greater. In the sky, the recoil of the gun will be amplified several times. If you don’t use your wrist to adjust the position of the muzzle, the impact points of the two bullets will definitely be thousands of miles apart!

Those expert players will use their wrists to adjust the muzzle of the gun in the opposite direction of the recoil deflection to offset the shooting deflection caused by the recoil. This is the so-called "pressing the gun."

However, this kind of pressure gun must be extremely familiar with the recoil of the gun, and have very high APM and operating accuracy. Moreover, this kind of pressure gun can only attack a single enemy. Even if there are many players, at medium and long distances,

It also takes 15 or even 30 bullets in one round to knock down an enemy.

After all, even if you press the gun, you can only control the bullet impact point to a small offset.

But the distance between each of the four of them is more than 10 meters. Zhang Mengyu not only needs to offset the recoil through subtle operations, but also controls the rhythm and speed of the muzzle movement. Is this something a human can do?

And damn, it was still within 0.8 seconds! In comparison, the block block just now was nothing! This is the operation of becoming a god!

Although a group of people have been eliminated, there are still 8 enemies, and this battle is not over yet!

Zhang Menglong immediately moved behind a wall and frantically licked the bags of the corpses.

"Tsk tsk tsk, 98K, silencer, eight times lens, a bit fat!"

...

"Nani? How come the Bashi team was wiped out by the group?"

"This Chinese didn't jump to kill, he is still alive!"

"Trash, four people were killed by one person. Are they playing games with their butts?"

"Go! We can't let that Chinese escape!"

Eight people from other directions immediately rushed towards the direction of the gunfire.

In the PUBG training room, all the players, coaches and even Wang Ling were dumbfounded.

"What did I just see?"

"AK fired from the air, 8 bullets hit 4 people in the head. These 4 people are still full of health and scattered in four directions?"

"Is this a plug-in? Liu, you are not afraid of being banned!" Several team members said to the team member who just operated this computer.

"I'm fucking your sister! I haven't opened anything! These are all operations that Mr. Zhang just typed!"

"Nima, this is outrageous!"
Chapter completed!