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Chapter 37 The Process of Massacre

After that, the leading players of the international mercenaries gathered the remaining two.

Whenever Ling Yu aims the gun at the right time, the leading player will have some sense, which makes Ling Yu have no idea how to start and has to watch it first, but his goal has been achieved.

According to the news from Yan Mingjun, the captain of the Red Turban Army camp, the current combat effectiveness of international mercenaries is 15 players.

There are already 5 international mercenary players who died at his hands.

As of now, he has at least weakened 30% of the combat effectiveness of the international mercenary camp.

But the most annoying thing is that there are still ten players left, three of whom are right in front of him and have no idea how to start.

Looking at the three people who were full of vigilance, Ling Yu raised his lips slightly: "Since I can't pay this gun, I'll have fun with you."

As he said that, Ling Yu put down his gun. While observing the three international mercenaries, he took out the yellow talisman and other things and began to draw the talisman.

"It was a pity that last time that talisman was used on a drone. I don't know how powerful it is. Why don't you try it now."

After drawing the first time, this second time is much simpler.

At least there was no crisis like the beginning, so Ling Yu had no pressure, so the drawing was very stable without any errors.

After a moment, Ling Yu dropped the last stroke, put away the brush, and looked at the Taoist talisman in front of him that was perfect in Ling Yu's heart. Ling Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at the three players hiding in the bunker in the distance.

"Today I will let you taste the power of my Maoshan Taoist Technique!"

Because he was far away, this talisman could not be thrown away at all, so Ling Yu had to get closer.

Although getting closer may make him discover himself, Ling Yu promised that he would not die even if he was discovered.

He was moving forward in a place where the sudden light of fire suddenly appeared in the night could not reach. At this time, he was like a dark night god, hiding in the night, and being the king in the night.

He approached slowly, in order to reduce the chance of being discovered, Ling Yu crouched down and tried not to make any sound when moving forward.

During this long period of time, not only did Ling Yu's forehead have a trace of sweat, but even the three people in the bunker have sweated from time to time on their foreheads.

As long as the support they call is less than enough, they will be staring at the possibility of being killed by the only rescue team member.

In fact, at the beginning, they looked down on Ling Yu, but as time gradually changed, they began to pay attention to Ling Yu, who won MVP every time he completed his task.

Finally, under the heavy designs of both of them, Ling Yu was captured alive in the medical center.

At that time, they thought Ling Yu was just like this. Just like them, one head and one pair of eyes, nothing special.

But when Ling Yu escaped inexplicably, he had become their biggest trouble.

If it weren't for Ling Yu, they would have already won this "ranking war".

Although they hated Ling Yu very much, they were powerless to do anything about Ling Yu.

"Gongyang Guanyu, think of a way, otherwise we will all die." Staying here for a while, you will be at risk of being sniped as soon as you go out. People are almost crazy, and each of them is very anxious.

The leading player who was called Yang Guanyu was the most calm among the three of them, but it was only relative.

Yang Guanyu glared at the man: "Why are you quarreling? Didn't you see me trying to figure out a solution? Do you think I don't want to go out? I also want to, but we have been calling for so long, and we don't know where the captain is. If you want to die and reincarnate, get out and don't make a fuss here."

"Okay Yuan Hongxin, your brother is dead, you are very sad and scared, but there is no problem with this. You can still see your brother when you go out. You don't know what will happen after you die here." Another player said, "Besides, your brother's score is deducted enough, and nothing will happen when you go out, right? Just wait quietly for the captain to rescue. If the captain doesn't come yet, it means that he is making plans and will definitely not give up on us."

After hearing the two people's words, Yuan Hongxin was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'm sorry Gong Yang Guanyu, Di Boyuan, I'm too timid."

Gong Yang Guanyu glanced at Yuan Hongxin and snorted coldly: "If you are afraid of death, stay behind honestly and go to the battlefield."

Although Yuan Hongxin was ridiculed, he still closed his mouth and refused to speak.

Because if it weren't for Yang Guanyu, they would have been dead long ago, let alone waiting for rescue.

At least there is still a chance to survive now, without having to experience death.

What's more, Gong Yang Guanyu's strength is not something he can touch.

There are no team injuries in the same camp. Even if you hold a Gatlin and shoot at your teammates, the system determines that this Gatlin is a teammate's weapon, then you will not be hurt. However, it is just said that you will not be hurt, but there is still pain caused by the bullet hitting.

However, Yuan Hongxin didn't feel that he had angered Gongyang Guanyu, and Gongyang Guanyu had no chance to kill him.

As long as he is thrown out, he will surely die.

When the three of them hid in the cover and sat waiting for death, Ling Yu had already sneaked to a place only ten meters away from them.

Ling Yu leaned behind a wall and poked his eyes slightly in the darkness and took a look.

"If you run away, it will be difficult to deal with, so I specially prepared to get a plate of dishes."

Ling Yu raised his lips slightly, took out two AK47s from the space of the item and placed them aside.

What he fears is to run away, which will only increase the pressure behind him, so he will all be wiped out.

This AK47 is the back-up.

"Come on, I'll give you a plate of big dishes!"

"Meteor Fire Rain!"

The advanced spells among the Taoist Techniques that Ling Yu learned, and this time was his second time drawing, and the first time was when he was surrounded by four drones just now.

Ling Yu was very confident about the damage to this "Meteor Fire Rain", after all, he had seen it once.

Ling Yu activates the Taoist talisman in his hand and then shoots it out.

"Bang bang bang..."

When the Taoist talisman was extinguished, three fire-colored balls suddenly appeared on the dark sky, and they seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

The three of them looked up at the sky.

"It's not that anyone set off fireworks at this time, right?" Yuan Hongwu looked at the sky and said, "Why are it getting bigger and bigger?"

Yang Guanyu looked at the sky, and suddenly he widened his eyes. He had seen the scene in front of him, and he roared hurriedly: "No, it's the spell used by that boy Ling Yu. This is not getting bigger and bigger, but getting closer and closer."
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