I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 8
Brother Feng was even angrier than him, and he just punched again, "These two punches are because you dragged me down and failed to get the airdrop equipment, and... if you dare not shoot others face to face, you are not suitable Be a sniper."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Tong thought of the person whose brains were splashed under his gun, and his stomach was so full that he almost vomited out.

Brother Feng spat disdainfully, "Before I became a mercenary, I saw a lot of cowards like you, but those people started to tremble after killing the first one, you are strange, you killed it calmly Two people are sick."

"I'm not sick, it's my reverence for life... You're right, this is the world in the game. You can call up the interface, and you can see the description of the team mode. It's definitely not that you survived to the top seven this time." The name will get us out."

Brother Feng dubiously called up the phantom interface, and it was exactly as Wu Tong said, there were corresponding descriptions next to the team mode options that were not displayed before, such as the team intercom function that could only be heard on the same channel, and so on.

However, this selection line is gray, which means it cannot be selected.

But this result doesn't matter to Brother Feng, he has lived a very ordinary life these years, he misses the bloodthirsty life very much, this world can just satisfy his thirst for blood.

After Brother Feng browsed the information about the team mode, he met Wu Tong's eyes. The latter seemed to have thought of it and shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't even think about it! We only cooperate until the end of this murder game. If there is a chance to leave after the end, I will leave decisively! I can't team up with you!"

"Hehe, you still have illusions about leaving, you are so naive, let me tell you..."

Whoosh!
A bullet came out of Brother Feng's chest and grazed Wu Tong's ear obliquely upwards. A handful of hot blood spurted out from the wound, drenching his head and face!
"Hide... hide, the other party has a silencer..."

Brother Feng fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight, but he was not dead yet. He found that there was still a small portion of the blood value displayed on the phantom interface, and it was this small portion of blood value that kept him alive.

Whoosh!
The second bullet came right after, but it was obviously not as accurate as the first one. It was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the sluggish Wu Tong. It can be seen that the people who shot and attacked them panicked when they found one person down and the other.

Wu Tong finally woke up, he held the gun to protect his head, rolled and hid behind the abandoned tractor.

There was a pool of blood under Brother Feng's body. He tried his best to crawl in the opposite direction of Wu Tong. There was a haystack there to hide in, but it was obviously not safe beside Wu Tong.

"Hey! Are you crazy! Come to my side! I'll help you stop the bleeding and bandage the wound!"

"Take care of yourself, don't forget what kind of world this is."

Brother Feng's words reminded him that there are four kinds of healing artifacts in their magical backpack. According to the description of the phantom interface, the medical kit should be able to restore the injured to a barely healthy state, and then they can rely on stimulants and hormone drinks to maintain their health. Lift your spirits.

The fourth type is the most common bandage in wartime. It is quick and convenient, and it is a good helper for hemostasis and bandaging.

Wu Tong tried his best to hide his body behind the cover of the tractor. After the enemy fired two more shots, he could judge the general position of the enemy from where the bullets fell.

"Huh... East Thirty, East Thirty..." Wu Tong closed his eyes and recalled the terrain on the east side he saw when he was on the hillside. Dong Thirty seemed to be a low slope, covered by dense forests, and the light was relatively bright. It was so dark that it was not easy to see what was going on in the woods.

That's why after Brother Feng was knocked down, the opponent didn't make up his guns, because the terrain over there was low, and he couldn't see when he fell down.

Just as Wu Tong was recalling the terrain in the East Thirty direction, the gunfire stopped!

He opened his eyes and looked at Brother Feng, who huddled behind the haystack and opened a military medical kit, gave himself an injection of pain relief first, and then used the bandages, gauze and other items in the medical kit to bandage the wound.

Brother Feng said while taking a breath, "You see, this world is very different from reality. If I get shot in the chest in reality, I can't speak even if I don't die. Be careful, the gunshots stop, it means they are coming over gone."

Wu Tong was taken aback, "They?"

"Hmph, do you think we are the only ones who choose to team up in private? They are two different silencer guns. The bullets that hit me were [-]mm bullets, and the bullets that hit your tractor were [-] caliber. The judgment of the interval between gunshots is not made by the same person switching guns."

Even if Brother Feng was shot, he could calmly analyze the situation. This guy is definitely a strong backer, but this backer is also very cold-blooded.

Wu Tong exclaimed in a low voice, "Then I now... I mean what should we do now?"

(End of this chapter)