Sniper is a little milk dog

However, this help's style of play is exactly the same as Tao Guang's. He doesn't support, doesn't report points, and doesn't look at the field of vision.It’s just that the heat may not be so in place, WTF barely made it into the top ten in this round, 25 minutes, when there were eight teams left, they were blocked by a broken team in the building on the route to the circle .

Riding a tiger is hard to get off, this building cannot be done without attacking.

Lin Buyu had already become suspicious, fearing that Help would go into Mingyan, so he brought Chu Ci and Jing Muyu in, and Help set up a gun outside.Everything was going well at first, and proceeded step by step according to the planned rhythm. Jing Muyu caught a person in ambush at the entrance of the corridor, and Chu Ci rushed into the room to find another person. When he rushed in, he found that the room was empty.

The man with the gun in the room jumped out the window and escaped.

When Chu Ci heard the sound of glass breaking, his heart tightened.

He was born in FPS, so he couldn't understand the danger of the situation right now—the possibility of infinite danger if people are not within the range of vision.Chu Ci's palms were sweating, and he asked, "Who is fighting outside? Which direction are they going?"

He was in a hurry, knowing that the time was short and the opportunity was limited, so he asked several times in a hurry: "Did you see it? Tell me the point! Direction? Put up a gun?" Finally he growled: "Where is the person?! He died in the Are you outside? Talk!"

He rarely loses his composure.A second later, the voice of help came over, hissing with an electric sound, muttering, and it was almost impossible to hear what he said: "...I didn't see it."

"What did you say?!" Chu Ci laughed angrily: "Then are you shopping on Taobao or Tmall? Or are you blind and the screen is broken?"

Help still talked back, and said displeasedly: "You didn't watch it yourself, did you blame me?"

"I'm a fucking sniper, not a blind sniper. It's not good for you to stand outside and watch. Are you here to find an Oscar or order food?"

"Three people can't see who is better for one person?"

"Don't talk about it." Lin Buyu said.She originally had infinite anger, but listening to the quarrel between Chu Ci and Help, she only felt deeply powerless and exhausted: "Fengyan. Watch the stairs and prevent people from coming up."

She threw out the few smoke bombs in hand, and Jing Muyu gave her all the smoke bombs in the backpack without words, and then said to Chu Ci: "I'll go down."

After the first physical body queen, he took the initiative to undertake the task of the physical body as the eye.

"Tree..." Chu Ci shouted halfway, before his voice stopped abruptly: "...OK."

He also wanted to tell him to be careful, pay attention, etc., but rationally told him that this was too much, and Jing Muyu was ready to use his life to open up the situation after he left.

At that moment, the young sniper suddenly had an extremely manic violent impulse. He wanted to throw the earphones and beat people, he wanted to copy the keyboard and hammer it on the display screen.But he didn't do anything in the end, he just squeezed the mouse tightly, his mouth was white, and his eyes were red.

I've never played so badly, ever.Chu Ci thought, even if it was the time when he lost to the killer, he didn't.

When Jing Muyu jumped over the broken glass, the help circling around the door was still on the edge, lingering in front of the building, neither going up nor going in.When he jumped down, he glanced at Help and clicked the fire button.

A shuttle of bullets scraped past Help's twisting figure, and the flames hit the ground, leaving charred bullet holes.

Help jumped a few meters away in panic, and an angry voice came from the headset immediately: "Attack your teammates, what the hell do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," Jing Muyu said indifferently, "Get lost."

"You...!! You want to..." Help was out of breath.He thought that for the sake of reputation, the team would definitely maintain superficial work, but he didn't expect that the person in the team who had been silent for a long time would be ruthless when he made a sound. He couldn't hold back: "Do you want to tear your face now?"

"You?" Jing Muyu cautiously pushed open the door, held the gun and pressed it behind the doorpost, and casually replied in the process of probing step by step: "Get away, are you worthy?"

When he opened the door, he stepped aside to prevent someone from behind the door. While steadying his heartbeat, he sneered again: "Trash, do you deserve it?"

"You...!!! You,..." Help never thought that he was the one who sprayed people the most, and gasped for breath, "You..."

Before the words fell, a thunderous thunder sounded from the ground.

"Here we come!" Chu Ci immediately said, "Brother, are you outside or inside?"

"I just entered the first floor through the front door, and I didn't find anyone when I walked around the building!" Jing Muyu's answer sounded almost at the same time as Chu Ci's question.The smoke had gradually permeated to the first floor, and Jing Muyu was immersed in the fog and his vision began to lose sight. He said decisively, "I'll retreat outside first. The back door..."

Obviously Chu Ci thought of going with him: "The back door!"

They lacked one person, which means that for a period of time, the view from the back door was completely empty.

Jing Muyu's pupils shrank.The unprecedented strong sense of crisis suddenly magnified infinitely in a second, and he subconsciously rushed towards the place where the smoke was thickest...that is, where the back door was.

The sound of the 556 bullet firing nearly tore his eardrums.

He watched helplessly as his blood bar disappeared rapidly, turning from white to red before falling to the ground... The lone wolf went down without intending to give him a way out, and directly patched up the fallen Jingmu Yu.Jing Muyu swallowed her saliva, feeling a sharp pain in her throat: "It's on the first floor!... Don't come down! Stay on the stairs!"

He yelled to the point where his voice was almost broken. After reporting the key information, he removed the microphone and coughed violently for a while, covering his mouth.By the time he turned his gaze back to the screen, the lone wolf had already broken out of the encirclement, dashing left and right in the smoke bombs, and scored three kills.

This string of three lone wolves is a blessing for the RTP team.

After completing the last kill, his hand holding the mouse began to tremble unconsciously, and his brain went blank after extreme tension.It wasn't until his teammates cheered one after another, "Brother Nice!"

WTF is the perfect backdrop for RTP Revenge.During the interval between games, the players went into the lounge to adjust. Chu Ci didn't speak all the way. He sat down when he entered the lounge, his fists were clenched against the sofa, and he gritted his teeth so hard that he could see the bulging masseter muscles from the side of his face.

Not reconciled, not reconciled.

Jing Muyu sat next to him.He is not a person who is good at comforting. After thinking about it, he said:

"There are still two games, there is a chance."

"There is a chance." Chu Ci didn't want to spread negative emotions on Jing Muyu, forced a smile, and said again: "It's not that I can't afford to lose, it's just that I can't accept such a loss. Get rid of the one who gave away the head, Gong Lou was a string of three, I... I really, I just don't want to be reconciled."

The full formation took the initiative to attack the building, but Tianxiu, the lone wolf inside the building, fought back. It was a laughingstock to tell this.Chu Ci has not made this kind of low-level mistake for a long time. His eyes are very accurate, his gun is very steady, and his mind is rarely disturbed.

But it has appeared today, and it still appears in such an abrupt and unexpected form.

"Obviously there is a chance," he inserted his fingers into his hair, stared at the cracks in the floor, and muttered to himself, "It's not like this. The view...he is outside, and he doesn't say anything. He doesn't say anything, if he Like this, why did you sign up to play? I obviously have the opportunity to play, I can. I shouldn't...should not make this kind of mistake, why should he...he..."

Jing Muyu said calmly on the side: "Forget about him. Think about the next round."

"I know," Chu Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, "I understand the truth." He opened his eyes and looked at Jing Muyu, Jing Muyu saw that there were many red bloodshot eyes in his eyes.The boy said painfully: "Although I knew that he was probably in the same group as that person, I still really want to kill him."

Chu Ci gasped for a few quick breaths, and reached out to hold the hem of his clothes - the place where Jing Muyu signed his team uniform.He gritted his teeth, his palms were burning hot, he glanced in the direction of Help, and then squeezed out a low and vicious voice from between his teeth: "I want to kill him....It's disgusting. Years ago, I have never met such a person. Cuisine is one thing and acting is another, and even acting so confidently, is he worthy of being a professional player? How much did he charge?"

"He's willing to be an orphan, so let him be," Jing Muyu said calmly, "But we still have two games to play. Get back to your form, Chu Ci. Three against four, can't you? Can't you try it? "

Jing Muyu seldom calls him by his first and last name like this.Chu Ci's mind, which was overloaded with high temperature, seemed to have suddenly passed through ice water, and he woke up all of a sudden.

Jing Muyu turned the hem of his team uniform upside down, and on it was Chu Ci's signature: CC016.He pinched the piece of fabric, showed it to Chu Ci, and stated slowly and calmly, without rushing.

"There is an apple that you want to eat, but when you pick it up, you suddenly find that it has a rotten part. There is only one apple, and you must eat it. Then the best solution is to avoid the bad part and eat only the good ones. Instead of staring at the bad parts and unable to extricate ourselves." Jing Muyu looked into his eyes and said: "So now the focus should be on how to fight three times and four times, not how to teach actors." He reminded again: "We There are still two games worth fighting for and we still have a chance."

Chu Ci stared at him for a long time and completely calmed down.Persuaded by Jing Muyu's logic, he wiped his face and smiled in frustration, half-jokingly said: "I never thought that the evasion method that I always like to use is still possible sometimes."

Jing Muyu shook his head slowly.

"It's not evasion," he denied, and then added: "At least, not this time." Jing Muyu closed his palms and held the small piece of cloth that Chu Ci signed for him: "I just don't want to be These things affect my mentality, and I want to fight hard and seriously. Continue to make me shine, as you said."

This time is different from the previous ones, different from retiring and escaping, and different from autistic live broadcasting... It's not escaping, I just want to create some miracles in a desperate situation. At the very least, we must focus, be serious, and die standing up; we must shine and be brilliant , to stand at the highest place.

Chu Ci's pupils shrank suddenly.

Yes, he promised, he said.

He took a deep breath and took Jing Muyu's hand.

"Then...keep shining."

The fourth one, ranked 6th in WTF, with 5 kills.

In the fifth round, WTF rotated to 4399. When 4399 and his teammates moved separately, they were unfortunately singled out and were included in the RTP bag. The remaining three of WTF survived all the way to the finals, ranking first, with 1 kills.