I developed a holographic back room, which scared the Internet celebrities to tears!

Bang!

A gunshot broke the tranquility.

7.62 bullets burst from the muzzle and flew towards the head of a partygoer.

The most powerless thing in this world is that you know the end of the story, but you can't change anything.

Watching the heads of the partygoers in the mirror explode like watermelons, Lu Weiwei took a few deep breaths.

He couldn't change anything, he could only take a few deep breaths and keep telling himself that this was just a game.

"We are like a group of fools, we know how the ending will be, but we still have to cooperate with the little girl to act."

"But at least she's pretty happy now, isn't she?" Sister Du also set up a gun on the side, "At least, she feels that she is needed."

"But since it's a story, it always ends."

"Then give the story a perfect curtain call."

"Damn, why did the painting style suddenly change?"

Lu Weiwei pulled the trigger again.

As a professional game sniper, a distance of hundreds of meters is not a big problem for him at all.

As long as the picture quality and magnification are high enough, he can basically do one shot.

Although the technology is much worse, the technology is not enough, and you can make it up with BUFF.

The stupid sister with the blessing of specialized skills has double the player's vision range, and with the double mirror, her accuracy will not be much lower than Lu Weiwei.

It was a killing.

At least until the bullets run out.

At this moment, the army of party guests who were attacking reacted.

They already had several machine gunners who suddenly lost their heads and fell.

Even several deputies who just wanted to replace were inexplicably shot in the head.

The scene was so noisy that they didn't even know where the gunshots were coming from.

The sweepers also discovered this.

The partygoers' firepower was much reduced, and several machine gun points from the partygoers were removed, which made the pressure on the partygoers much less.

"Could it be that the Red Star Construction Team is back?!"

"Are they crazy?! What are they doing back!! "

The most desperate thing in the world is for a desperate person to see hope and then lose hope.

Sweepers and partygoers were quick to react.

This can't be someone from the Red Star Construction Team.

After all, all that everyone can hear is a few gunshots, and these gunshots are aimed specifically at machine gunners.

There is only one possibility, and that is that there are not many snipers and there are not many bullets.

So they can only use the only bullets they have against the more important units.

"It's not the Red Star Construction Team

..." "It's not that they're great

..." "Yes, someone has to pass on the fire..."

If they could, they would also want to live.

But someone has to sacrifice, doesn't it?

"Comrades! Stop being decadent! The evil party of imperialism has not yet fallen, and the revolution will continue!

"That's right, we must uphold Comrade Li Dan's belief that the spark is enough to set !! plain."

The disperses once again raised their spirits.

The power of faith is indelible.

Anser walked among the wounded.

At the moment it is tired, but it has no intention of resting.

"Save one more... Let me save one more..."

He is a signal soldier and also works part-time as a medic.

At present, the communication has been completely destroyed, and he can only race against death with all his strength, and he cannot stay for a moment.

"Comrades... Hold on! Our sacrifice is not meaningless, as long as we hold on a little longer, the red tinder can be passed on!

"Captain, will the ideal be immortal?"

"Comrades, we do not have nothing, there will be bread, and there will be milk!"

"Captain! Captain!

"Hold on, comrade! Hold on! "

Pass it on... Let the tinder pass on..."

"No! Homosexuals! "

A lot of the shoppers don't know each other's names yet.

But a word of comrade is already the best greeting for them.

One of the famous sweepers fell down and closed his eyes.

Behind you is home.

You don't have clothes....

"You don't have clothes! With the son!

"You don't have clothes! With the son! "

..."One

of the sweepers fell.

A disastro stepped forward.

Another sweeper fell.

"Captain, we can't make senseless sacrifices anymore!"

"Pointless? What is meaninglessness? We are defending our homeland!

"No, Captain, I didn't mean that! I am reminded of a way of playing that Comrade Li Dan once said, that is, the kind of playing method in which one person and one point disperses all forces! "

That kind of play is tantamount to suicide.

Scattered as a unit, the enemy had to be removed one by one if he wanted to advance.

So that each unit can hold the enemy for a while, even if it is a second, two seconds?

When countless units are spread out, it is an infinite number of one second, countless two seconds.

But then, all units will be isolated, and all that awaits them is death.

This is an extremely cruel method.

Everyone abandoned everyone, and everyone did not abandon everyone.

"Captain! Don't hesitate! I'm not afraid of sacrifice, as long as I can rekindle the red flame, it doesn't matter if I die immediately!

"Captain!!"

Faced with the resolute will of the sweepers, the captain of the sweepers is facing the most difficult decision in his life at this moment.

"Comrades, let me make this choice, I would love to end my short life just like that, but I understand that my useless skin cannot make such a stupid decision before the red spark is ignited."

It gritted its teeth, and at this moment it seemed to have a 10,000-pound burden on its shoulders.

"Agree to license! Build one-man fortifications now!!

It took a deep breath and seemed to have exhausted its strength after announcing the decision.

In an instant, it grew much older.

Much decadent.

It is sending its comrades to the grave with its own hands.

Aren't the single bunkers being dug like graves?

"Comrade Li Dan, may the future prosperous era be as you wish..." It

lost its strength and fell down....