This girl should have deliberately brought a hint of game-making elements in the extremely simulated military fan activities.

Her military uniform is almost the same as saying it is COSPLAY or a sexy suit. It is not the outfit of a military fan fighting. I am afraid that if Buck is addicted to or affected by this completely simulated scene, he will leave his own unserious look to guard against reminders. This girl should have spent a lot of effort secretly.

Buck himself thought about it in this way.

Fang Lingying seemed to understand his expression and said twice: "What else should I do?" She twisted her body and bent her legs to make a graceful silhouette. She used her fingers to simulate the seductive shape of a pistol blowing a muzzle cigarette. Suddenly, the people behind her exaggeratedly made a dynamic falling to the ground: "Wow! Sister, please whip me!"

Buck turned his head to look at Hong Qi with resistance: "Are you still... a note?"

Hong Qi and the others stood up laughing: "Is the discipline army good at sex?" They lowered their voices and said to Buck: "Actually, several of our team are police!"

Really, I'm afraid not many.

From the end of Buck's home, he saw a lot of vehicles coming one after another. More and more people in military uniforms gathered in the open space outside. Buck saw some clues, just like the guy who had been commanding at the door. His domineering actions were completely different from the traffic police. Seeing the wandering soldiers and squatting in the corner, they obviously obeyed the orders and arranged them. They squatted in the corner and smoked like bandits, but they said in a low voice: "Our branch... has been so busy recently!"

Why did I get out of the police for no reason? Looking back at the initiator, Fang Lingying was putting a pistol carefully into the leather hood on her belt. Several girls next to me envied her long hair: "We are repeatedly told not to grow long hair, but it's still Sister Fang's technical department that your technical department is loose."

Then a few big men who looked a little older in mixed and matched camouflage equipment looked at Fang Lingying with dissatisfaction: "Why are there any funny people? Don't be allowed to end up!" Clapping his hands and greeted: "Come here... discuss the rules, each team agreed on the communication frequency, needless to mention the basic rules. If there is any violation of discipline, the whole team will sit and leave!" Judging from this style, it is usually a boss leader!

There were more than ten people who were transferred to meet for the meeting. Buck also heard from the discussions around him that there were nearly two hundred people today, about ten teams in society, with more than 300 people, and only three or five people in the few. But seeing that the weapons and equipment were really diverse, some were so so so so sophisticated that they even wore night vision instruments and high-end tactical headsets, some were much simpler, but at least they were all wearing camouflage uniforms. Fang Lingying's uniform was really eye-catching. Buck asked Hong Qi a little astonishingly: "Are these equipments? Is they regular equipment?" He could tell that some of them were standard NATO equipment, which they could not do in Eastern Europe at that time.

Hong Qi stretched out his head and shook his head. In fact, they were wearing masks and helmets, and could not see their faces clearly. They could only argue from the basic unified camouflage uniforms of each team: "No... This team seems to be rich second generation, and everything is bought from abroad. It costs 20,000 or 30,000 yuan per piece, right? We are not allowed to bring our work equipment out for personal use, but most of them are domestic counterfeit products, which look similar, and they are just average when used."

Buck looked down at his shabby equipment worth about a thousand pieces and then laughed, and turned to ask Fang Lingying: "You can't get on the stage?"

Fang Lingying doesn't care: "I'm here to play. You can use my spear together and act as a double gun? I'll take a picture for you!" Girls love to play with this.

Buck shook his head: "No need."

Hong Qi looked at him and suggested: "Bring more magazines, novices are usually nervous and consume a lot of ammunition."

Buck is still the same: "No need..."

Hundreds of camouflage soldiers wandered in the grassy and mountains of the house. Buck could feel his body trembling unconsciously, and his mind began to churn. The secretion of glandin that could not be stimulated when pushing tires on a motorcycle has quietly begun. He closed his eyes to suppress the natural secretion of this stimulant. If it is too much, it will impact the pituitary gland of the brain. The consequence of overexcitation is that he will be very tired later. It is a half-dead rhythm that cannot be lifted by hands and feet. This is a compulsory course for a veteran.

Fang Lingying stood beside him, and the black SS uniform leaned against the Japanese field camouflage uniform, not thick. She felt the slight shaking of his arms and took out a black scarf from her pocket: "Come on, I'll tie you a headscarf to cover your face. They said that it still hurts to hit the face with this plastic bullet."

Buck was wearing a pair of counterfeit combat goggles, obediently lowered his head, and a square scarf with a little fragrance folded into a triangle to cover his face. Fang Lingying reached her hands behind her head and tied knots, as if her arms were hanging around his neck, and her voice was very small: "Go step by step, feel uncomfortable, so leave."

Buck wanted to kiss her black collar that set off her very fair and smooth neck, and he held back: "Thank you."

Someone actually took an electric speaker in the distance: "Please pay attention! Pay attention, everyone came here to gather. All the people who were not in the game retreated to the door of the parking garage, especially those who brought children and family members, were all retreated to the parking garage and were not allowed to appear outside. All areas were very dangerous. Everyone must wear goggles, and reiterated that they must wear goggles!"

Hong Qi hehe: "These guys..." I would like to remind Buck: "Many teams don't know there is something here, so don't let it go."

Buck was very despised: "You all have so many traffic police, and you still have to steal the bell!" One of the guys who had discussed before came over, took out a spray paint can from the magazine bag, and sprayed a white line outside the garage door without saying a word: "Don't cross it, all those who were shot and killed will return to this safe area to exit the battlefield!"

Fang Lingying acted and pulled Buck's barrel: "You must be careful... Don't have any trouble, your wife and children are looking forward to you coming back!" The other family members laughed, making Buck run away with a group of men with shame.

The rules are only a few words. Nearly 200 people were roughly divided into four teams with equal numbers in the open space, fighting in the house grass area and the forest area of ​​the half mountain respectively. After killing the opponent, the survivors of the winning team fought again until the team won the flag.

There is only one detail emphasized: "If the bullet is shot, even if the bullet is rubbed through the body, it will be considered as being shot dead. If you leave the game, if you are complained and reported to be a rubber man who is not killed, be careful to be beaten into a hornet's nest by the other party!"

A large number of people were laughing. This game is just one disadvantage. Some guys with thick skin and body were shot and pretended to be confused. They are the rogues that everyone hates the most, so they should be particularly emphasized.

After saying that, the teams temporarily divided began to enter the venue: "Don't step into other venues in the first stage, and run whatever you want in the second stage."

Buck followed Hong Qi and the others into the bungalow grassland. Looking at the mountains and forests that he was most familiar with, Buck silently tidied up the two magazines around his waist. Hong Qi couldn't see it and took out a pack of plastic bullets from his pocket. Sep Buck's wide camouflage trousers: "I have brought three packs, 7,000 rounds, are you just two boxes? It's amazing three or five hundred rounds, do you really plan to come out as soon as you go in? Follow me! Keep you safe! Have you adjusted the frequency?"

Buck smiled, his blood had already started to burn, offsetting the trembling feeling that he thought was unbearable, and the desire for battle had already impacted the resistance and began to spread to him.

Games…maybe it really is the best way to adjust your mindset.
Chapter completed!