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Chapter 100: Holding Your Breath~ Too Special (3/4)

In the heavy transport plane, Huang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "We have all the staff this time, 4 to 4, and there is no disadvantage. As long as we see the angel team, don't say anything, just do it!"

"good!"

"Fuck them to death."

The Fu brothers all nodded, looked indignant, and vowed to take revenge.

Seeing that Liu Hao was a little confused, Huang Feng took the initiative to pull out the list of participating teams and pointed to one of the teams and said, "This team called 'Doom Angel', the captain is Seraph 999. Did you see it Liu Hao?"

Liu Hao nodded, and he looked at the other party's information carefully.

Team of Doom Angels.

Comprehensive evaluation of performance: excellent.

The team members' IDs are: Seraph 999, Wisdom 996, Tiger 997, and Fallen angel 998.

Good guy, this id is obviously a team of real friends who start a black team together.

Huang Feng continued: "They must have noticed us too. When entering the battlefield later, we should also focus on guarding against their ambush and try to avoid reducing staff. We should know that our biggest goal is not to kill people, but to achieve the final victory."

"Understood."

"Di!Di!Di! The destination Kr Gold Mine Island has arrived. Please log in in time!"

"Wow~~~"

The cabin behind the plane opened and strong wind blew in.

Huang Feng screamed strangely: "Chong Chong~ This one will definitely work!"

As the team's flesh shield, Liu Hao rushed forward a few steps. After jumping out of the cabin and falling for hundreds of meters, the parachute bag on the void armor opened up in a "pan" manner, stabilizing the falling speed to 30 meters per second.

When he fell, Liu Hao looked into the distance and saw various transport planes hovering in the sky of the mine island, and parachutes were constantly spreading in the sky, just like dandelions flying all over the sky.

To be precise, it is a irritable fighting dandelion.

Even when they were falling, gamers from various teams from various countries were ruthless and began to exchange fire in the air.

Even though he died before he could succeed, Liu Hao curled his body into a group and hid behind the shield as much as possible.

Suddenly, Huang Feng's scream came from above his head: "Damn~ The Doomsday Angels are on the back of our right! Be careful, they see us too! Pay attention, they have a position advantage!"

When they first jumped into the plane, everyone was invisible and they would only appear after falling 100 meters. Therefore, the Doomsday Angels appeared on the back of the right side of everyone, which was really a lucky move.

Obviously, the Doom Angels are not going to miss out on good luck.

"Damn it, I'm locked in the judgment of Seraph's light! No, I have to fight back!" It was Fulcon's voice.

Liu Hao looked up and saw Folkang mecha flatly holding the mortar in his hand, half twisting his body in the air, and constantly firing towards the right rear side.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amid the sound of fighting spirits, delayed high-explosion shells flew out from the muzzle.

In the direction where the shells exploded, there were four silver armors that were obviously different from the style of the Tang Dynasty armor. One of them was constantly shooting golden sun rays as thick as arms at Furkang, with seven or eight.

Mortar shells and golden sun rays intersected in the sky and flew quickly to the opponent's mecha.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Folkang's armor was hit by the sun rays, making three transparent holes, and his health was directly reduced to zero, and he was kicked out of the game.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Due to his disadvantages in his position and the hasty response, most of the shells fired by Folcon were missed, and only one of them exploded around the opponent's body, but only caused minor injuries to the opponent.

The game prompt sounded immediately.

"The 'battlefield flying general' from the 'battlefield warriors' team was seriously injured by the 'serpent 999' from the 'doomsday 's 'serpent 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selves 'selve

Folkang's curse immediately sounded in the dormitory: "Damn it, this angel of dogs, you know how to attack! Ah~~~~ Don't be seen by me in reality, otherwise I will beat you to death!"

He was beaten out less than 15 seconds after entering the field. After at least half an hour, he could only watch his teammates play.

Hold your breath!

How fucking breath!

He was cursing, and Huang Feng suddenly roared: "I rely on this seraph, I don't have much firepower to bully us! It's over!"

With his voice, Liu Hao heard the roar of the Vulcan submachine gun coming from above his head.

“Doudu~Doududu~”

Huang Feng held the submachine gun and swept wildly towards the Seraph.

But this is just incompetent fury. The opponent's position is outside the effective range of the submachine gun, and only heavy fire cannons and long-range sniper rifles can be obtained.

Also, because of the fact that the body is constantly shaking, it is extremely difficult for high-precision sniper rifles to play a role, so having heavy firepower can be said to be an advantage in determining the outcome.

Before Huang Feng finished speaking, the game prompt rang again.

"The Fatty Man from the Battlefield Team was seriously injured by the "Seangel 999" from the "Doom Angels" team. He had to quit the battlefield."

Liu Hao was a little stunned. When he looked up, he saw five or six golden sun rays flashing in the sky, piercing Forte's sniper armor.

"The 'Battlefield Langke' from the "Battlefield Warriors" team was seriously injured by the 'Seangel 999' of the 'Doom Angel' team and had to quit the battlefield.'

Liu Hao was speechless: "This hasn't landed yet, I'm the only one left?"

Before he could finish his words, the silver mecha turned its gun again and pointed it at his position.

Without saying a word, Liu Hao raised the anti-magic heavy shield and blocked the necessary path for the sun rays.

"Puff puff puff puff~"

The opponent shot six shots in a row, of which 4 hit the anti-magic shield, and the other 2 shots were empty.

Considering that both sides are in mid-air and are constantly shifting at any time, this guy can still hit 60% of the hit rate, which is indeed a bit advanced.

Seeing that Liu Hao was hiding behind the shield, Seraph did not continue to attack. He began to type on the public screen of the game: "What kind of warriors are you? I think they are a group of fleas on the battlefield, haha."

"Serraine boss is so awesome. He killed three before he landed."

"Damn, Seraph asks to hold your thighs, my 'Flying' team is willing to cooperate with you! I don't want to be the first, I just want to be the second."

"Mad, unlucky, I met the Seraphite boss, and I didn't have to be a god of death again."

Looking at the group of dog licking on the public screen and speaking, Liu Hao turned to his roommate behind him and said, "What should I do now? Should I continue to fight? Or should I commit suicide and reopen the next game?"

There is only one meat shield left in the team of 4 people, and there is no long-range firepower. It is not easy to fight in the face of so many people.

Of course, if Liu Hao was the only one, he would never retreat. He was worried that he would not have the opportunity to find a master to practice. In this situation, he would be reluctant to ask for it.

But considering that Huang Feng and the others were waiting by the side, he felt that they had to ask for their opinions. If they were unwilling to wait, he would withdraw directly and start the next game.

Huang Feng immediately said, "You can't retreat! Even if you want to retreat, you must fuck the Seraphite!"

Furkang also looked resentful: "Yes, Liu Hao, my brothers died so unfairly. We must avenge our brothers!"

Forte pushed his glasses, and his thin face also had an uncontrollable anger: "That seraph is so hateful! He showed off his pride with some skills!"

Liu Hao also felt that Seraph was too arrogant, so he let his three roommates land and then beat him. If he did this now, wouldn’t he beating someone in the face?

"Okay, then I'll go and educate him."

After he said this, Huang Feng was a little worried: "Fourth brother, if you feel you are not sure, you can just step back and start the game."

He was afraid that if Liu Hao failed to take revenge and was abused by the other party in front of so many people, that would be too frustrating.

Furcon nodded, "The crazy man is right. It's really not easy to fight 1 or 4. It's definitely not easy to fight hard. You have to keep rushing to get a bargain."

What I said just now was an angry thing. After calming down a little, I knew that 1-to-4 was unrealistic. The performance of the armor in the game was basically the same. I am afraid that even if the God of War comes, it will be difficult to fight hard.

Liu Hao laughed: "Anla ~ just 4 extraordinary masters."

He had landed on the ground, inserted his shield into the ground, raised his heavy sword and pointed it at the seraphic angel in the sky, and began to speak on the public screen.

"Let me listen to the four birders in the sky, your grandfather, I'll stand here and wait for you. If you plant it, fight me!"

Seeing the words on the public screen, Huang Feng shouted strangely: "Second, you are too tough! But I like it, haha."

But Forte said worriedly: "I think it's better to stay there first and then find an opportunity to attack."

Liu Hao smiled and said, "It's a quick battle. It's so boring to let your buddies wait."
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