Interstellar journey to another world

There is a house to the west of the factory. This house covers an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters. It is divided into three floors. It is dilapidated and many windows have been broken.

Since he knew in advance that four people had entered here, Mo Ci was extremely careful in his movements and almost fell to the ground silently.

He quickly ran into the factory, hid behind the rusty lathe, and looked at the house.

Suddenly, there was a burst of violent gunfire.

Bang, bang, bang!

Mo Ci's pupils shrank, and he squatted down holding his head.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Two screams sounded one after another.

Mo Ci quietly poked his head in and saw seven more people coming in at the wall, two of whom had already fallen to the ground and died.

The remaining people looked for bunkers and attacked the three-story building.

There was constant gunfire and bullets flying randomly, including several flying arrows and a cannonball.

Judging from the intensity, it was clear that both sides had used all their strength and trump cards.

Mo Ci was happy to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers. He found a more secret location and quietly waited for the result of the fight.

This game does not require contestants to defeat many opponents. It only requires contestants to survive to the end as much as possible. The last 10 people who survive can advance to the next round.

Although the conditions are simple, it is very difficult to achieve. The subtext of this rule is to force players to fight each other and eliminate their opponents. Otherwise, even if there are only 11 people left at the last moment, one of them must be eliminated.

Naturally, Mo Ci doesn't want to take the risk to make wedding clothes for others. The snipe and the clam will fight, and the fisherman will benefit. Isn't that the one he's talking about?

The battle didn't last long, but it was over in just ten minutes.

Four of the people who came in later died. The others saw that the situation was not good and turned around and ran away without hesitation. No matter how good the supplies were, they were not as important as their own lives. After all, they only had one chance.

One of the four people who came in first died, and one was seriously injured, lying on the ground groaning.

The remaining two people rummaged through the supplies on the body, and the other opened a bottle of trauma medicine in pain.

He found this wound medicine with great difficulty. He only wanted to keep this bottle for himself, but he couldn't resist his brother's pleading and took it out anyway.

Mo Ci looked over and saw the movements of these two people, and felt happy. Wasn't the opportunity coming?

Aim, shoot——

After two gunshots, two more people fell on the spot, leaving only one person lying on the ground with his eyes wide open in shock, forgetting even the hum in his mouth.

He is so depressed!

The battle is over, who would have thought that there are still enemies lurking here!

It's over, it's over, our Beiyang Military Academy is about to be wiped out!

Even if I die, I will have someone to support me.

He felt furious, and regardless of the gunshot wound on his waist, he picked up his brother's gun and fired fiercely in Mo Ci's direction.

Naturally, Mo Ci would not confront him head-on, and hurriedly bent down to avoid it. The bullet hit the lathe with a "bang, bang" sound and sparks flying everywhere.

There was a pause for a moment, then the sound of a bullet being loaded.

opportunity!

Mo Ci stood up and faced a row of bullets in front of him, and heard a suppressed scream.

hit!

Before he could be happy, something dark fell to his feet.

"Fuck!"

Mo Ci was so frightened that only two of his three souls were left. He tapped his toes on the ground, exerted force on his waist, turned over and jumped out of his hiding place, but his movements were still slow for a moment.

boom---

The ground shook, and the huge shock wave blew up the lathe. The wall next to it was also instantly washed away. Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and smoke and dust spread.

"Cough, cough, cough"

Mo Ci covered his right leg and emerged from the pile of bricks in disgrace. His face and forehead were scratched with blood marks by iron filings. His clothes were torn to pieces and hung crookedly on his body. Can't fall off.

There were scars all over the fair skin, the most serious ones were on the thighs, which were scratched by steel nails flying from the lathe. The skin and flesh were rolled and the pain was unbearable.

"Hey, I didn't expect that being injured in the virtual world would hurt so much! This experience is too real!"

Fortunately, we have medicine in hand. If we keep dragging on with this injury, let alone advance, I am afraid that the blood will drain all of this HP.

After Mo Ci took the medicine, he searched these people as quickly as possible and got a few more number stones.

There is no need to search the three-story building. If there are any good things, they will never leave them behind. They will definitely take them with them.

After replenishing bullets, Mo Ci destroyed all the firearms. He looked down at his clothes full of holes. He hesitated and stretched out his hand to the dead body on the ground.

This old man was a bit smaller, and his clothes were tight on his body, and a section of his white lower back was exposed with the slightest movement.

As for others, forget it. They are either bullet holes or arrows. If you take them off, they may not be much better than the ones you threw.

I've been delayed here long enough, and I'm afraid there will be other troubles waiting if I stay any longer.

The explosion just now was too loud, and there was no guarantee that it would not attract other opponents. The thirty-sixth strategy was the best one.

Sure enough, before Mo Ci had gone far, he spotted two waves of people hurriedly running in this direction.

He originally wanted to jump into a tree and hide, but his right leg was so painful that he couldn't use any strength. He had to hide in the grass again, slowly crawled back to where he had piled supplies, and put on his straw clothes again. , put on a straw hat.

The two waves of people seemed to be very afraid of each other, and they divided into two areas with a tacit understanding and searched separately.

When they saw several damaged guns next to the body, their eyes were filled with sadness.

One of them cursed loudly: "What kind of wicked smoke-emitting thing is this, destroying all these guns?"

Another person echoed in distress: "I'm so lacking in virtue! How come such a good gun is broken?"

It had been so long since the start, and he only had a small broken dagger in his hand. As for the hot weapon, he had never seen it before. It was not easy to find it, but it turned into junk.

His heart was so wet that it was almost bleeding!

The other people were in the same situation. Everyone only had primitive cold weapons in their hands, and they were extremely eager to get hot weapons. This was why they came in such a hurry after the gunfire.

What if I can find some leaks?

There are leaks now, but they are all broken into pieces!

This person has done a lot of damage! At least leave some soup for us to drink!

There was no soup left and the pot was smashed!

Mo Ci doesn't know what they are thinking. Even if he knew it, he would just curl his lips and not destroy it. Will he leave you a chance to kill me?

At this time, the system prompts: 32 people have been eliminated, leaving 68 people, and the next safe zone will be opened soon.

Oh boy, we have to narrow down the scope again so soon!

Mo Ci took the opportunity to pack up his equipment before the people inside came out, and limped towards the next safe area.