"Ah, what's a 2-star Golden Gazelle, baby?!"

Seeing the three 3-grid items in the big safe, Song Mu couldn't help but rub his hands excitedly. He could even see three golden gazelles running towards him.

Ding! Harvest: Table clock x1!

"Fuck! That's bad!"

Song Mu's heart sank to the bottom. He was so excited just now that his heart was in his throat, but the moment he saw Mr. Clock appear, he fell to the back door.

Ding! Harvest: Table clock x2!

Song Mu: “?”

Ding! Harvest: Table clock x3!

Song Mu clapped his hands happily: "Six hundred and sixty-six, that's not even salty!"

Have you ever heard the story of the god of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head clock?

Song Mu instantly remembered the tragedy in the main building of the radar station last night. Lord Zhong’s force was no joke, it was like a gun barrel pointing at your face!

"This is the end of us, Master Zhong, and here come three of them at once!"

Song Mu was really a little overwhelmed. He looked at the three clocks in the big insurance and hesitated: "What should I do? If I believe it, I will get it. If I don't believe it, then 60... No, 600 million?"

"Huh? Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel less afraid!"

Song's ghost hand suddenly attacked,

The three clocks instantly entered Song Mu's crotch, and he carefully placed them in the shape of a Chinese character "品" (three flowers gathered at the top of the head), showing respect.

Tang Nuan, who was far away on the second floor of the West Building, was a little curious: "What's wrong, Mu Mu? What good stuff did you find?"

Song Mu replied truthfully: "I touched three 4-grid gold collectibles, Mr. Clock."

Song Zijin was stunned: "Three golds at a time? Mumu?"

Tang Nuan immediately made a teasing sound and deliberately said, "I think someone's sister doesn't seem to care much about her brother's life? Huh? It's only three gold coins, it's a piece of cake for our Mu Mu~!"

Song Zijin: "Shut up, someone's coming to the parking lot."

"I'll help you!" Tang Nuan entered combat mode in a second, but stopped just as she turned around: "No, there's another team coming to the west building gate. Jinjin, you fight on your own!"

Song Zijin: "Okay, one person takes one team."

Tang Nuan: “Ok!”

The two sisters were chatting one second, and suddenly entered into a fighting state the next second!

what about me?

Then I...

Then I continue eating?

After estimating the combat effectiveness of Song Zijin and Tang Nuan,

Song Mu thought that he should stop doing all that nonsense, as it was meaningless. Eating his food honestly was the greatest help he could provide to the team.

"Activate combat form... no, activate super transformation form! Double stomachs activated!"

Chapter 83: That’s all the Jiba is? That’s all? Sister, the three of us are amazing!

'Zijin' used the M700 sniper rifle to headshot 'Porridge I only drink sour foot porridge'.

'Zi Jin' used the M14 marksman rifle to headshot and knocked down 'Mud Head Snake'.

Song Zijin drew her gun so quickly, she was standing at the window on the second floor of the east building, raised her hand and shot the enemy in the head, then she cut out the M2 and roared!

In an instant, two of the three operators in the parking lot fell asleep.

The consecutive falls came too quickly.

Song Mu had just finished eating from the large storage box in the small room on the balcony, and he also ate an apple and a pure gold lighter on the table.

"Would you like to watch the fight? Appreciate the War God Sister's moves?"

Song Mu was a little hesitant.

You can touch things at any time, but Song Mu has never seen a live version of Song Zijin's god-like operation, so he is really curious.

Or take a look?

Just take a look!

Song Mu immediately climbed to the balcony, ready to find a slightly better angle to watch the battle.

The next moment Song Zijin ran to the balcony.

"Mumu, what are you doing here?"

Song Zijin pulled out a Luna grenade, aimed at the position, and threw it directly. Then he said, "Stay aside and don't block my position!"

Song Mu quickly moved to the corner, not daring to breathe.

boom! !

The grenade successfully hit the target, producing a very clear armor-piercing sound effect.

"Well, is the right side of the sentry box a blind spot?"

Song Zijin quickly dodged and peeked at the location, then pulled out a grenade launcher from behind, quickly aimed, and fired a very loud compressed air bullet.

Tiger Crouching Cannon!!

Song Mu's eyes lit up next to him.

If there was any sound he could not forget, the first one must be the explosion of the Tiger Crouching Cannon, followed by the dripping of reconnaissance arrows...of course there were also sacrificial missiles, heavy door panels, etc.

laugh! !

At the same time that Song Zijin fired the Tiger Crouching Cannon,

She had already flown out of the east building balcony.

Power boost!

Song Mu was watching from the side, puzzled, a little confused: "Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you use the Tiger Crouching Cannon to knock the opponent down first, and then follow up with the Jet Blaster to suppress them after making sure they are on the ground? Sister, are you so reckless?"

"It really is like a tiger squat connecting to the brain, and the air jets replace thinking..."

The next moment, the enemy lost balance!!

When he heard the prompt sound, Song Mu knew that he was still too naive.

Although he is very good at planning his moves and gathering information, he is somewhat unable to do so when it comes to aspects such as skill suppression and attacking in the attacking position.

There is no other reason,

Or I just have too little combat experience!

When Song Mu was making porridge, the operators he played the most were the Crazy Doctor, or the Mouse, or the humorous Mysterious Man who could eat for 24 seconds with his ultimate.

Everything is for the purpose of eating and surviving.

As for Lord Weilong...

what is that?

Is that a deity that a Tang Dynasty person like me can get involved in?!

Da da da da da! !

Master M14's oppressive roar echoed once again.

'Zi Jin' used an M14 marksman rifle to headshot and killed 'Superb Man-Girl Coyote', destroying the team!

Seeing where Song Zijin was standing,

Song Mu realized it belatedly and figured out what had happened. A war master like Song Zijin didn't need to wait until the tiger squat cannon completely hit the enemy before ejecting the jet forward.

Close-range combat often only lasts for a few tenths of a second, so seizing the initiative is crucial.

In fact,

After firing the Tiger Crouching Cannon, Song Zijin had already predicted all the effects it would bring.

Moreover, her tiger squat cannon shot bounced off the corner of the parking lot booth. The angle was very tricky, and even if the enemy operators hiding behind the wall wanted to dodge, they couldn't!

Run outside?

If you run outside, you will lose your cover and will definitely be beaten to death.

Run backwards?

If you run backwards, you will lose the opportunity to raise your gun and will still be killed.

With no other options, the enemy operator chose to stay put and prepare the remains, hoping to get a counterattack.

The counterattack failed.

The operator was hit by the tiger squat cannon and fell to the ground, losing balance. He didn't even fire a shot, and Gaba fell asleep and entered his warm little home.

"OK! Nuannuan, I'll take care of it."

Song Zijin didn't even glance at the three boxes on the ground. He jumped on the spot and sprayed air in the opposite direction. He turned around in the air very gracefully. After landing, he accelerated and ran to the balcony again.

Song Mu, who was squatting in the corner of the balcony and witnessed the whole process, had only one word left in his mind: pleasing to the eye!

Use tiger squat + jet simultaneously, peek when you land, kill with two shots, step back and jump to jet back, turn in the air and land to accelerate...

to be frank,

Song Mu was really a little greedy.

In fact, Song Zijin's series of operations from beginning to end exuded a sense of understatement. He wiped out the team casually in his smooth and flowing operations, just like kicking three people to death on the roadside.

"Jinjin, don't come over here!"

Hearing that Song Zijin seemed to be offering to help, Tang Nuan quickly refused: "I want to kill all three of them myself!"

Song Zijin stood on the balcony of the East Building and said indifferently, "Whatever you want."

Turning around, Song Zijin even had the mood to give Song Mu some orders, and asked in confusion: "Mumu, why are you still on the balcony? What are you thinking about? Go eat something!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, I was really impressed by your show off just now, you were so cool!" Song Mu finally came back to his senses.

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