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Chapter 879 Real CS Match 3
Jianghuai was the number one sniper in Huaguo, and he didn't kill a single person.

Now I am stumped by a pile of rubble ten meters high.

She directly used the 98K in her hand as a crutch, resting on the half slope of the rubble pile.

Lu Xiaoling hated that iron could not be made into steel: "Miss Chuyi, come up with the level of a professional player! Can you still do it!"

Jiang Huaichu's head was covered with a helmet that was bigger than her head, and it fell down.

Jiang Huai Chu flicked the helmet back to its normal position, panted and waved: "No, no, I've never been able to..."

Audience: [Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha the worst mvp in this game]

[A child in yarn is better than kalends!Xishen, reflect on why you raised kalends so useless! 】

[Xishen: My favorite, do you have any opinions? 】

Jiang Huaichu's cub is completely hopeless, and the team's output is all on Wen Fengxi and Lu Xiaoling.

Especially Lu Xiaoling, it is rare to compete with Wen Fengxi on the same stage, and has been unilaterally trying to compete with Wen Fengxi for output.

Jianghuai was responsible for dragging his feet and picking up equipment throughout the whole process, plus a rainbow fart making machine.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu baby you're so powerful QAQ I can't even hit anyone, I'm up to you to carry the whole game!"

"Baby, you have good marksmanship!!"

"Fuck, how do you see people?? Good eyesight is like mine!"

Even the director could see it. When the angle of view was switched to this team, the popularity of the barrage in the live broadcast room soared rapidly, and more shots were given to DFG afterwards.

There is no such thing as a poisonous circle in real CS. The key is that you can’t find the poisonous circle. You can only rely on the locator. If it exceeds the safe zone, the locator will beep, and you will be eliminated immediately after the HP is lost. .

A team of people with big bags and small bags, and even the big brother who followed the camera also carried a camera, which was extraordinarily hard.

Later, Wen Fengxi saw that Jiang Huaichu couldn't take it anymore, so he didn't let her have a backpack. Lu Xiaoling helped her carry a gun, and Wen Fengxi also helped her carry a gun. It was like a team pet treatment.

She just carried her beloved first-aid kit, and pinned a submachine gun to the waistband of her trousers for emergency use, and followed Wen Fengxi's buttocks all the way to make calls, running jingling.

Jianghuaichu is really a very petite type among a group of men, so many equipment Jianghuaichu looks particularly big when he wears them.

The body armor and helmet that Jiang Huai carried were both big, and he had to hold on to the helmet when he was running, for fear that the helmet would slide down and cover his eyes.

Lu Xiaoling did not.

A teenager, taller than she is.

Smile manually.

The map of the entire island is huge, and the equipment she wears is still thick. It was only late April, and Jiang Huai was running panting and sweating profusely, not to mention that she hadn't carried any equipment yet.

Jiang Huaichu supported the tree and panted: "Still running, where are we going?"

Wen Fengxi took out the map: "The housing area after going out from this small forest is the center of the safe area, and it is easy to score points."

Wen Fengxi took out the pistol that was strapped to his leg, and loaded it directly. The curvature of his face was rigid, the line of his jaw was tense, and the corners of his mouth were habitually twitched. It was a very cold and calm arc, "There is a team coming."

Jianghuai hurriedly picked up his UMP9, and in a panic, the helmet slid down to cover his eyes. He quickly lifted the helmet up and looked around in a hurry: "Damn it?! Where?? Why didn't I see it?? "

What Jiang Huaichu said most during this hour was "I'm so tired" and "Where are you?"

(End of this chapter)