[Nickname: Huangpao Jia Shen]

[Name: Ma Peng]

[Value: 0]

[Instinct: focus]

[Skills: "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned"]

Only this information can be seen.

The reason for using a sniper rifle was "concentration"? Why did he miss a single shot? Li Changzhou thought about it.

Li Qianxia pulled up the T-shirt that clung to her body and took off her sneakers, revealing lacy white socks.

She shook her shoes and shook off a few pebbles and sand.

After putting on his shoes, he looked at Yang Qinglan with envy.

Yang Qinglan's leggings tightly tightened her ankles. The most important thing was the hat, which kept her face clean and nothing fell into her collar.

The sun shone on her long black hair, which looked as elegant as if she were on an outing.

"I knew I would be wearing a hat too," she said regretfully.

"Aren't you going to explain to me what this is?" Li Changzhou turned his eyes to the two of them. He held the sniper rifle in his left hand and held the "identity card" of the ghillie suit between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

"ID card." Yang Qinglan said.

"The ID card of a dead person." Li Qianxia said.

"..."

Yang Qinglan looked around.

Li Qianxia explained while cleaning the leaves from her hair: "After the game is over, you can exchange it for value coins at the bus stop. There may be other uses, but we don't know."

Li Changzhou nodded.

"I thought I could inherit value coins, equipment, and skills from other people's identity cards, and killing people doesn't seem to increase my own value."

"Everything has to wait until the game ends and settlement is reached at the platform." Yang Qinglan said.

"What should we do next? Stay here or move to another place?" Li Qianxia asked.

"It's too dangerous to walk in the forest," Yang Qinglan mused. "We learn to be snipers, using branches and grass as camouflage, and find a place to ambush."

"Okay!" Li Qianxia nodded vigorously.

Then, she turned her head strangely and looked at Li Changzhou: "Brother, why don't you speak?"

A shadow that only Li Changzhou could see enveloped him, and a human-shaped black mist stood beside him, looking down at him.

It raised its "right arm" and its "fingertips" turned into a thin line and flew into the "identity card" in Li Changzhou's hand.

[Instinct: Concentration] This string of blue flame words left the "identity card", suspended in the air, swaying and burning slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the humanoid black mist sucked the flame into its "mouth".

At the same time, Li Changzhou couldn't help but recall the appearance of the white "identity card".

[Skills: "Concentration" (F level), "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned", "Not learned"]

[F-level concentration: When you are highly concentrated, there is a 10% chance of entering concentration]

[Concentration: Intelligence +1, Perception +1]

This series of changes were all caused by Li Changzhou's idea of ​​"how great it would be if he could absorb other people's instincts."

Level F? Is there a level for instinct?

"elder brother?"

"Huh?" Li Changzhou came to his senses and put the "identity card" in his hand into the game backpack, "By the way, does the backpack only have one slot?"

"Yes," Li Qianxia nodded, "and only equipment, items and identity cards purchased with value coins can be placed."

Yang Qinglan added: "Items of the same type can be stacked."

It seems that she used value coins to buy more than 2 items of the same type.

"Stop talking nonsense," Yang Qinglan said again, "act quickly."

"Yes, captain!" Li Qianxia saluted, holding a gun like a big-headed soldier.

The three of them began to toss branches and grass blades.

Their craftsmanship is not as good as that of the sniper nicknamed "Yellow Robe", but they help each other "bury" each other, and the concealment effect is pretty good.

The sniper rifle was held by Li Changzhou, the weakest member of the team. With this heavy weapon in hand, as a man, he always had the urge to shoot at anything.

He remained in a lying position and fired, wrapping his arms around the gun strap and tightly integrating the gun with his body. The tripod was folded in, and the gun body was covered with branches.

After waiting quietly for a while, about the time it took Li Changzhou to imagine killing ten people with headshots, Li Qianxia, ​​who was in a pile of weeds, whispered:

"What if I need to pee?"

"Don't waste it." Li Changzhou closed his left eye and looked at the big, black and thick sight with his right eye.

There is a slight molding around the scope, but the middle is very clear, with dense dots demarcated.

If you are a real sniper, you can use vertical divisions to perform distance measurement and height correction; use horizontal divisions to correct windage and moving target advance.

It's a pity that Li Changzhou has only played 98K, AWM, Mosingana...all in the game.

"Brother," Li Qianxia's tone was a little hard to explain, "are you really planning to drink? If it's you, brother, I, I can do it."

Before Li Changzhou could realize what she meant, she quickly added: "But there is no cup, so you have to close your eyes!"

"shut up!"

"Asakatsu!"

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan spoke at the same time, obviously they couldn't stand this guy.

Li Qianxia chuckled and mumbled, "It's to lighten the mood."

Sweat fell from the faces of the three people and rolled into Li Changzhou's eyes. The sodium and moisture stung his eyes, making him unable to open them.

Li Qianxia gently rubbed the clean area with the back of her hand for him.

At this moment, Yang Qinglan whispered: "Someone is coming!"

Li Changzhou ignored the stinging pain, forced his eyes open, moved the camera slightly, and found the person Yang Qinglan was talking about.

Camouflage uniform, beret tilted to the right, holding a rifle in hand.

Even with Li Changzhou's knowledge, he could recognize that gun at a glance, it was an AK47.

If the "Huangpao Jia Shen" had used this powerful rifle that could fire continuously, the three of them might have been shot into pieces before they ran into the trench.

"A person, male, 25 to 30 years old, with an AK47 assault rifle and a dagger on his waist." Li Changzhou reported softly.

Yang Qinglan approached Li Changzhou and whispered: "I'll pull him towards us, so be prepared."

"...Kill him directly?"

"Of course." Yang Qinglan's voice was low, like clouds covering the sun and shadows on a winter stream.

Li Qianxia looked at her brother.

Li Changzhou brushed away the sweat that was about to slip into his eyes, and pressed his right eye sharply against the scope.

Yang Qinglan's eyes slowly turned blue.

In the sight of the scope, the figure in the camouflage uniform suddenly fell forward, as if a person was being pulled away by a truck with his body tied around his waist.

"boom!"

The M95 sniper rifle, which has no silencer and only a flash cap, makes a loud noise like thunder.

Tinnitus, numbness in shoulders and arms, smell of fire smoke.

The shot missed.

"elder brother!"

"Stuck! Jam!" Rotate the pull bolt and load the bullet.

The scorching sun shone on Li Changzhou's face, his eyebrows were like tempered blades, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

The camouflage uniform clung to a tree at hand, as if falling on a cliff, with his feet kicking wildly on the ground.

A drop of sweat was rolling down from his temples, his chest was rising and falling slightly, his finger was on the trigger, and everything was clear and clear with that wonderful pressure.

"F-Level Concentration" triggers.

"Bang!" The thunder rang again.

A big hole exploded in the waist of the camouflage uniform, and the body was almost torn apart.

The hand that tightly grasped the branch weakly let go, and the corpse continued to fall to the ground like garbage, with blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

"Shoot him to death." Li Changzhou said coldly.
To be continued...