Through the conversations between players on the World Radio Channel, Qi Lin basically figured out the current situation.

This place should be near the capital of Zhejiang Province in China before the war. Because it is located in an economically developed area, the attack density is particularly high. The current Zhejiang Province landform is almost the same as the desert Gobi Desert in the northwest.

The nearest city ruins are twenty kilometers southwest along the highway. However, within a radius of five kilometers centered on the gas station, there are at least three teams, except for the guys firing rockets toward him, either for the sake of rewards or for something else, approaching his own direction.

This feeling was like being injured in the sea, and countless sharp-toothed sharks followed the smell of blood.

Taking advantage of the moment of calm, Qi Lin checked the weapons he could use again: ak47, 79 bullets with 7.62mm, one of which had just been used to burn wounds to disinfect, a triangular sting with blood grooves, and an m67 fragmented grenade produced by the United States.

As for the 98k that used up the bullet, it was blown into pieces with the off-road vehicle.

Qi Lin regretted it a little and did not remove the optical scope on it, otherwise he could barely use it as a quadruple telescope at this time.

Luo Chengfeng and his team are so sufficient that they can almost be described as luxurious, and these people who want to "encircle" themselves will probably not be much worse.

The person who fired rockets outside still did not show up, but Qi Lin did not dare to leave the concealment area of ​​the convenience store at all. The other party probably spent a lot of money to exchange for the rpg. Since it was not fatal in one blow, there were probably not many methods left. After all, the service was opened for less than three hours.

"I should be planning to stare at me, and then wait for too many people to get together..." Qi Lin knew the other party's strategy clearly in his heart, but he could not act rashly. In the convenience store, he could also rely on buildings and counters, shelves, walls and columns to deal with the enemy. Once he reached the empty wilderness, he was not sure whether he could avoid the next attack from the enemy in the dark in advance.

...

Time passed by minute by minute, and Qi Lin's injury basically recovered to not affect his actions much. This is the only good news.

The bad news is that at least five guys who want to send themselves back to the resurrection site have gathered outside the gas station.

Ten minutes ago, a young man, as soon as he arrived at the gas station, he was foolishly holding Jack Wei Chong and sweeping into the convenience store. Before he could all the bullets were exhausted, he was shot down by Qi Lin, who was hiding in the corner. Since then, people outside have learned their lessons. Apart from shooting a few cold guns into the store, they no longer have similar suicidal charges.

Qi Lin knew that the other party was either waiting for his cannon fodder to be in place or waiting for his teammates with heavy weapons.

The so-called cannon fodder is the residents in the middle area who depend on the life of the rich. In reality, they are servants and workers of the rich, and in the game they are flesh shields that block bullets for their masters.

As for heavy weapons, there is no need to do more RPGs like the ones just now. Two more shots will be enough to completely collapse the convenience store of the gas station. Even if Qi Lin is not buried alive to death, he will definitely not be able to fight back.

"It seems that this is the only way..." Qi Lin gritted his teeth and suddenly thought of a plan...

...

Two hours passed, two off-road vehicles had already been parked outside the gas station, and more than a dozen people gathered in groups of three or three near the car.

The dresses of these people are clearly divided into two types, one is leather armor, windbreaker, hand-held guns, well-equipped, and some are dressed in clothes similar to Qi Lin, except that leather blocks are sewn on the wrists and elbows, and most of the weapons are cold weapons such as fire axes and machetes.

"Brother Leng, you came first. What do you think about this?" said a young master who was so cool with black sunglasses, but even had a very awkward posture of holding a gun.

The cold brother he mentioned was naturally the man with the nail gun who was using RPG at the beginning. His id in the game was "cold-blooded".

He touched his nose coldly and looked around the appearance of several people. He naturally had a spoiled attitude towards these young masters and lavish lavishly, even after entering the shelter, he knew how much combat power he had, but he still said: "That 9527 may be a veteran, and his combat power is not low. Let the servants go up and consume his bullets first. When he is exhausted, we will go up and sweep seven or eight guns directly. He can't live even if he is a god!"

The young master originally thought he would take the lead in to give him a boost of face, but when he heard that the other party might be a veteran, he still gave in. He didn't care about the points he consumed when buying a chance to resurrection from the smart brain, but he didn't want to try the severe pain of being hit by a bullet.

"Good idea, you guys, press me over and don't retreat! Otherwise, all the resource points for this month will be confiscated!" The young master immediately said to the players who were holding some cold weapons. At the same time, the other people also issued similar orders to their subordinates.

Forced to make a living, even if the players in the middle area do not want to die, they have to bite the bullet and trot towards the gas station, and can only pray in their hearts that the other party is aiming at other targets.

Their master can afford an additional resurrection opportunity of 10,000 resources points per month. The residents in the middle area where they only earn one or two hundred resources points per month cannot afford it. If they use it all three times, they will be exiled to the ground by the master's brain.

However, until the last middle area player rushed into the gas station, the gunshots did not sound, as if Qi Lin had completely given up resisting.

"Young Master! There is no one in the convenience store!" A player shouted to the players in the wealthy area waiting outside.

"No one? It's impossible, I must have been hiding, search!" Lengxue ordered immediately, and with all his doubts, he approached the gas station with the players.

That 9527 must have nowhere to run. The gas station is surrounded by empty space, unless he can get into the ground, but there are no tunnels underground in the gas station, so there are only oil storage tanks...

…Oil storage tank!

A very bad thought suddenly arose in Lengxue's heart!

At this moment, Qi Lin, who was squatting in the bathroom of the convenience store, was covered with several layers of silver fireproof coils, and his hands were half-cut thin lines, and he silently counted down his mouth: "Three, two, one..."

Lengxue guessed Qi Lin’s plan almost within a second, and immediately shouted: “Run!!!”

However, his word "run" was still in his throat and he felt the air around him suddenly twisting. The hairs on his exposed skin were burned out by the high temperature in an instant. The ground under his feet burst and burst, and the bright red fire dragon rushed out from the ground...

Afterwards, he heard a loud noise in his ears, and the whole world immediately started to spin.
Chapter completed!