Eat chicken plug-in system

These three people lacked a backbone, and now they wished to take Mu Yang's words as an imperial decree.

If you can eat chicken, you can say whatever you want.

"Fatty, your skills are not bad, you take the support position of the team." Mu Yang said.

The fat man was the one just now, he killed a dozen or so people at once, and his technique was very good.

In regular professional games, the support position is a hard job, and it is more difficult to play.

But now it's just a small Internet cafe competition.

Fatty's position is to protect the other two, and his skills are sufficient.

The other two, another one with good skills, ID Dong, took the sniper position.

As for the other one, id rice.

It can't be said that he is not good, but his skills are much worse than the other two.

Mu Yang asked him to play the rifle position. When necessary, he was responsible for attracting firepower and taking care of the medical soldiers.

To put it simply, when necessary, it can be used as a live target to attract firepower to teammates.

Mu Yang was grouped like this, and none of the three had any objections.

Actually, such a game.

A chicken-eating team of four, a more reasonable grouping method, should be [-] points.

Even for some special forces, when performing tasks, the grouping is based on two-two.

But for the other three, Mu Yang was still not at ease.

After driving a bit, the route is not barren, but in order to adapt to the technology, Mu Yang chose a wild spot.

The three of them followed, leaving Mu Yang to choose.

Mu Yang smiled in his heart.

If they hadn't shown that hand just now, the three of them would not have convinced themselves even if it took longer than Zhou Yitian.

Now that the three of them can listen to his command, that is his goal.

In the live broadcast room, they heard Mu Yang's command and knew that the anchor was going to play a game, so they all became excited.

And in the Internet cafe, some people saw the eating chicken community, and there was a lot of voices, and curious people also came over.

Zhou Xing's eyes lit up, and he found Mu Yang's live broadcast room.

"Fuck, 20 people! Muyang is not easy!" Zhou Xing said in surprise, and then quickly cut the video of Muyang's live broadcast room to the big screen at the entrance of the Internet cafe.

On the big screen, there were still a few words, that is, their Internet cafe team, a warm-up match.

Some passers-by, this is the first time I saw someone playing like this, the warm-up match was broadcast live outside?Especially some chicken players, after seeing it, if they are not in a hurry, they just stand at the door and watch.

"The three of you are walking in a triangle position. I roam and find the enemy and tell me!" Mu Yang said.

The cooperation of the three at the beginning was definitely not good, and Mu Yang didn't expect that they would be able to cooperate seamlessly as soon as they came, and play some kind of outstanding strength.

This is impossible.

It is enough for them to be stable.

What Ling Hao didn't expect was that there was actually a person in the place where he jumped.

"We also jumped into a team here!" At a wild spot not far away, Fatty, as the core of the other three, also reported.

"Cooperate! I'll be here in a while!"

Mu Yang went to a house and found the second floor.

One M4, with [-] rounds of ammunition.

It's a normal start to develop.

Another first-level bag, first-level armor, etc., are also good things.

Just started, you can't count on a lot of good luck, with these, it's not bad.

Just as Mu Yang was about to go down, footsteps came from downstairs.

"It should be right outside the house!"

The footsteps were loud, and looking at the small map, the footsteps were very close to him.

This guy must be on the first floor.

Probably saw that the door was open, went in, saw nothing, and went out decisively.

Mu Yang jumped out of the window without hesitation.

The other party just wanted to enter a building next to him.

When Mu Yang jumped out, he didn't even have time to react.

"Da da da!"

A wave of air operations made the opponent cold.

A cool thing.

"Damn it, the host is still hot show!"

"Sure enough, I didn't pay attention to the wrong person. Mobile games eat chicken, who else can I. This wave of jumping shooting can be said to be very classic!"

"Anchor, please continue your performance!"

Mu Yang went over to add more bags.

Package or something, absolutely not to be missed.

Licking bags is much more enjoyable than searching for things by yourself.

In fact it is.

This guy doesn't have a gun in his bag, but he has dozens of bullets.

Mu Yang's current backpack has 5.56 bullets. Even after a wave of shooting, there are still 120 spare rounds left.

"How is the situation over there?" Mu Yang asked.

"Their development is too good, our side is not very easy to fight!"

Mu Yang glanced at their mobile phone screens next to them.

The other party picked up the gun, but the three of them jumped into a relatively poor house.

The three of them only had submachine guns and not many bullets.

Now that they have been locked, the opponent is almost pressing them to fight.

"You fight like you usually do now! Just pay attention to what I said just now."

The time for grouping is very short, and there is no rush to cooperate now. Let's kill the opposite team first.

Those who are more vegetables, rice, go out decisively, and are responsible for attracting firepower.

Immediately pulled the opponent's line of guns.

At this time, Fatty and Dongdong pressed on decisively.

The two shot together and successfully knocked down one of the other.

"Our position is not good. It's not easy to replenish the gun after the fight. And it's not good to fight hard with them!" The fat man said, "Let's change a place!"

The three resolutely shifted their positions and pushed forward a few points.

But what Mu Yang said earlier, it can be seen that the three of them memorized it carefully, and when they left, they paid a little attention to the formation.

Rice stuck in the forward position, Dong pressed his body, Fatty was always ready to shoot.

When Mu Yang came over, the opposing team didn't find him.

"You keep fighting, fire a few shots and retreat, or simply find cover and harass them, and leave the rest to me!" Mu Yang said.

Fatty shot immediately.

The opponent had been stuck in the position of the rice, and was caught off guard by the fat man a few times, and most of the blood was gone.

But Fatty didn't love to fight, so after firing a few shots, he decisively changed places.

At this time, it was supposed to be a winter performance, and it was not very good, so I pulled the gun line sideways and missed anyone.

But it played a very good role in harassment.

So much so that the other party has dispersed their positions, standing on the first floor and the second floor respectively.

"Da da da!"

At this moment, there was a clear gunshot from the first floor.

But the people on the second floor were playing so hard that they didn't pay attention at all, and the teammates on the first floor were knocked down.

Mu Yang knocked down the people on the first floor and ran directly to the second floor.

"You press the gun line together. Suppress their positions!" Mu Yang said.

The three of them immediately understood that they didn't care about the bullets even if they were shooting at the window.

The suppression of the gun line outside gave people a great psychological pressure. People on the second floor didn't pay attention to the stairs at all.

Mu Yang ran over and pulled the M4's gun line.

"Da da da--"

Shoot it down.

"Player Firebird knocked down with an M4 headshot..."

It's just three swiping screens.

When all four fell down and there were no teammates left, they all turned into boxes in an instant.

"You played well, come here and share the equipment..."