escape from tarkov garbage system

Chapter 435
They talk with their mouths and keep moving with their hands. Since there is no voice in the game, and the reaction speed is different, the cooperation between the water friends and the others is not very good, and the rhythm is not as tight as in the profession.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, the water friends had already double-teamed over. Listening to the footsteps, three people came over, but they didn't rush over together.

"Hey, tell me why you can't rush over together! Maybe you might kill me!"

As he said that, Jiang Minglang activated his skills directly, and shot at the person closest to the sound of footsteps.

"You killed a player with an AKM!"

Kill one, but because four people were stuck in the bunker in the distance, this also caused Jiang Minglang to be shot twice by other people when he emerged.

One of the shots was more ruthless, and the left arm was directly blackened, and the other shot was fine, except for a little blood loss, which basically had no effect on the movement.

The water friend obviously also saw that Jiang Minglang had been shot, so he didn't give him a chance to increase his blood, and organized people to rush up again.

"You kill a player with an AKM."

Jiang Minglang repeated the old trick again and killed the second person in an instant. The price he paid this time was that his chest was red from the blow.

Procrastinating like this is not an option, the advantage in numbers is too great, if the fight continues like this, it is estimated that if you can't kill a few people, you will be replaced.

Must break out.

There are smoke bombs in Tarkov, but because they are too hardcore, the design of the smoke bombs is not the kind of small tin can design in games such as PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

On the contrary, it looks like that kind of chicken roll, which is a layer of yellow paper on the outside and combustibles wrapped inside.

And most importantly, the smoke bomb here has that kind of smoke effect after being thrown out, and it will be blown away, so it has little practical significance at all.

Therefore, in Takov, the presence of smoke bombs is very low, and basically no one will use it.

I usually see it. If I have time, I will pick it up and throw it out to practice strength. If I am not interested, I will ignore it.

Jiang Minglang is such a person, he has no habit of holding smoke bombs at all.

Without smoke bombs, you can only use grenades as cover. Grenades can only win a short time, and if the distance is a little farther, others don't need to hide.

But now Jiang Minglang has no other way, he can only bite the bullet and throw out the two remaining mines, and try to throw them towards the crowded places in his memory.

After the two thunders passed, Jiang Minglang rushed towards the opposite slope regardless of the battle situation.

The slope is said to be a bunker, and at that time it could only serve as a view-blocking function, and it would be very troublesome if people rushed over together.

But the advantage is that the range of the slope is wider, and the opposite side does not know which direction you will come out to hit people. This avoids the embarrassment of being stuck, which is suitable for Jiang Minglang's current situation.

Jiang Minglang didn't just run towards the target with his head depressed, but instead ran backwards, facing the water friends in front. During the running process, he shot and crushed a few water friends who were not affected by the grenade.

When pressing one of them, the opponent didn't shrink his head and wanted hard steel. Jiang Minglang was not used to this stink, so he directly blew his head off.

And this is already the third water friend, and there are four more water friends on the opposite side.

"Hey! You don't have half of the people anymore. It seems that some of you are dying. Do you want to give up now? I can still think about it a little bit!"

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Minglang continued to express his psychological pressure, and at the same time kept moving his hands, replacing the magazine that was almost out of bullets just now.

The water friend in the live broadcast room continued to act as an intermediary and replied:
"Don't think about it. As a black fan, there is no way to retreat. Think about those heroes in the past who created such a good environment for you. Can the four of you not rush?"

"What nonsense are you talking to him? He only hates his wife. He can only use his life to fill it. Kill him! Take Reba away!"

"Brothers, don't be fooled, this guy is stalling for time, he's recovering blood! Don't let him get away with it!"

"He changed the bullet just now, if he charged, he would have died a long time ago!"

"Go on, two more bullets in the chest, this guy will die, don't give up! Kill Myoshin, I'll treat you to meat!"

……

Jiang Minglang looked at these bullet screens, discounted the name of spreading the word, and said provocative words, for fear that a group of people would not be able to fight.

"Where are the housing managers! Shut up all these gangsters in a small dark room, and starve them to death if you don't give them food!"

Huang Lei and the others on the side were stunned when they heard this. They dared to say anything. If they were serious artists, who would dare to say such things.

That is to say, what the anchor said was taken as a joke to enliven the atmosphere. Even if it was edited maliciously, serious people can still see what it means.

If Huang Lei and the others said such things, even if they were broadcasting live, they might be sprayed for a long time, and the character design might collapse directly.

At the same time, they really experienced the joy of live broadcasting this time. This is not the feeling of being sought after when they meet fans on the road and want to sign autographs. Instead, it is a feeling of treating fans as friends and joking together.

They have never experienced it like this before, and this feeling is enough to make them addicted.

At the same time, they also found that the interactive nature of the live broadcast is really strong, and it is not comparable to doing activities. At most, the activities can only face a few thousand people, but the live broadcast can casually reach tens of thousands of people. Those like Jiang Minglang can reach millions.

It seems that if you want to improve the cohesion of fans, the live broadcast room is usually a good way.

And Jiang Minglang has now discovered after the warning just now, that it is impossible for him to give up sniping himself, the only way to completely solve this trouble is to beat them to death.

Although he didn't have much hope in the first place, but after it really happened, he realized that these black fan bosses are really hateful, and he must not be soft-handed when he meets them next time. They are finished.

This time leaning against the slope, you don’t have to be as passive as before. You can choose the moment to attack at any time according to your footsteps, and you don’t have the dilemma of being surrounded just now. It’s easier to kill water friends.

Five minutes later, looking at the two fragments in his bag, Jiang Minglang couldn't help laughing out loud.

Good luck, four people, two fragments dropped, it seems that there is great hope of getting the commercial building together tonight.

Although he has not thought of how to use this building, but no matter how you say it, this building is worth nine figures, even if it is sold for money, it is not a loss.

(End of this chapter)