Survival on the road, I have a prompt system

Chapter 104 Special Prizes
This sudden change stunned the male player holding Mala Tang.

He never expected that a good connection between people would be cut off.

How can this be tolerated?
"If you have something to say, don't be too rude. Be careful if you spill the soup. Isn't it just a bowl of Malatang? I'll give it to you. Let me go so I can give you Malatang." The male player said tremblingly.

"Okay, give it to me quickly, don't play tricks!" The man with the scar said fiercely.

"Okay, let me go and pick it up." The male player was holding a Mala Tang in his hand and wanted to give it to the man with the scar.

The man with the scar was probably starving, so he relaxed his vigilance, and actually picked it up with his hands.

"I'll fuck you!" The male player suddenly showed a ferocious look in his eyes, and he slammed the bowl of spicy soup in his hand forward, just right on the scarred man's face.

In an instant, a burst of hot soup, vegetables and meat poured over the scarred man's face.

"Ah!" The man with the scar uttered a scream, scratching his face with both hands.

However, the soup mixed with chili oil had seeped into his eyes, causing him unbearable pain, and tears flowed out of his nose.

Seeing this, the male player suddenly pulled out a survival knife with a blade length of 9.5 cm from his waist, and stabbed it into the scarred man's lower abdomen.

The man with the scar was also a scumbag. After feeling the stabbing in the lower abdomen, he actually resisted the pain and stabbed the dagger into the male player's chest with his backhand.

Both fell heavily to the ground.

After a while, two brand new obituaries were broadcast on the regional channel.

"Player Wang Tianlin died, cause of death: knife wound."

"Player Zhang San died, cause of death: knife wound."

The two bloody corpses poured cold water on the lively crowd.

It was only then that they remembered that this was the end of the world, where human lives were worthless, and many people became silent, and even held weapons in their hands, looking at the people around them vigilantly.

A sense of tension began to spread.

However, the game system didn't care what they thought and continued to broadcast information.

"The rewards for the top three players are now announced."

In front of everyone, a long table appeared, and three orange boxes were placed on the long table, exuding dazzling light.

"Orange supply box!" a player exclaimed.

The eyes of the other players were also straightened.

After they entered this world, the most they saw were purple supply boxes, and some chiefs even only saw blue supply boxes.

Although they didn't know what level the orange material box was, they knew that there must be something good inside.

Several players couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, rushed out of the car with long knives and short swords, and ran towards the long table.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tuohai sneered.

Others don't know the urine nature of the game system, how can he not know?
He can remember clearly how Fan Mingkun died.

The legs that were about to step out were retracted again, and they hugged their shoulders to watch the show.

One or two players ran the fastest, and ran to the long table first.

A player hugged two orange supply boxes at once.

Another player hugged the last supply box.

Seeing this, the remaining players with full legs and feet immediately showed their weapons, ready to snatch them.

At this moment, from the ground behind the long table, a piece of ground was turned over, and a Vulcan Gatling Bodhisattva rose from it.

Driven by the motor, the six black barrels spun rapidly.

"What's going on?" The player holding the supply box has not yet reacted.

The gunshots rang out.

Da da da.

A series of bullets fired, and the two players were directly beaten to pieces.

Fragments of all kinds of limbs covered the ground.

Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, the two players were dumbfounded, staring at the scene in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"The winners, please come forward and choose the prize. Start with No.1."

The game system made an icy sound again.

Hearing the sound of the game system, Zhang Tuohai put on the visor on the special warfare helmet, carried the Bobosha submachine gun, and got out of the car.

Seeing those players who were still standing there stupidly, Zhang Tuohai pointed his gun at them: "Do you go back by yourself, or wait for me to send you back?"

When the players saw the muzzle of the black hole pointed at them, they were frightened out of their wits. They ran faster than a rabbit, quickly got back into their car, and slammed their car door.

Seeing that there were no other players staying on the field, Zhang Tuohai made great strides to the podium.

He scanned the three orange supply boxes back and forth, considering which one to choose.

[In the material box on the left, there are advanced electric heater manufacturing drawings and manufacturing materials. It is driven by solar energy and gasoline dual energy sources, which can provide warmth in cold winter. Increase by 50%, when the temperature exceeds the working range of 50°C, the working ability will be lost. 】

[In the material box in the middle, there are tracked wheel manufacturing drawings and manufacturing materials, which can convert the wheels into tracked wheels, which are more suitable for complex road conditions such as ice and snow, and can be freely converted between wheeled wheels and tracked wheels. After being replaced with tracked wheels, the maximum speed is reduced by 30%, and the fuel consumption is increased by 20%. 】

[In the material box on the right, there are blueprints and materials for the manufacture of the steerable snow shovel. The steerable snow shovel: made of alloy, is strong and sharp. As a vehicle's shield and ramming angle, hit other vehicles. 】

Zhang Tuohai can still see the picture of this snow shovel.

It's like installing two triangular metal plates in front of the car.

The two metal plates form an acute angle in front of the car, like a collision angle, which can push away everything in front of it.

The underside of the metal plate is in a semi-arc shape, a bit like the shovel of a snowplow, but it looks stronger, with a hint of ferocious arrogance.

Zhang Tuohai wandered among the three orange material boxes, and immediately selected the material box on the far right.

The reason is also very simple, the electric heater overlaps with his advanced air conditioner.

The track wheels coincided with his snow chains.

He can only choose a steerable snow shovel.

In fact, according to his thinking, he wanted to take all these boxes, even if he didn't need them, he could resell them.

However, if he dared to move around, he was sure that Gatling Bodhisattva behind him would definitely save him on the spot.

In desperation, Zhang Tuohai had no choice but to hold the material box on the right and walk back.

However, when he was halfway there, a pistol was suddenly stretched out from a car next to him and aimed at him.

"If you want to live, hand over that box!"

(End of this chapter)