It didn't take long before players started coming out of their gaming pods. Most of them looked confused, not understanding what had happened.
"What's going on? I was killed before I even found my gun! This isn't fair! "
"Me too, I opened my parachute as soon as I jumped out of the plane. When I landed, they were already waiting for me with their guns …"
"F * ck, someone sneaked up behind me and killed me with a pan!"
"How's the game doing? I want to see!"
The players in the VR gaming experience area were very curious. How was the game doing?
The players who were eliminated were dead before they even understood the mechanics of the game. Those who didn't even play the game were even more confused as they had no idea how the game worked.
At this time, Qian Kun came to the VR gaming experience area and clapped his hands, "Attention everyone, you can continue to follow the battle from the VR gaming pods. Other players can come to the holographic projection area to watch the battle."
"Oh? The holographic projection is on? Let's go take a look! "
The players immediately followed Qian Kun to the holographic projection area on the second floor.
There were quite a lot of people here. The players who came from behind even filled up the entire holographic projection area. This kind of scene would only appear when there was a big LOL tournament.
Qian Kun adjusted the equipment and connected the current battlefield data of PlayerUnknown's Battleground to the holographic projection equipment. At the same time, the big screen showed the game.
Chen Mo had considered future tournaments and spectator systems when he was making the game, so he made a full set of functions. Although PlayerUnknown's Battleground wasn't as easy to promote as LoL, professionalism was still one of the main goals of the game.
"Wow, that's awesome, we can watch the battle now!"
"The holographic projection … is a little small, I can't even see it clearly."
"Look at the big screen. Hmm? Is this the blue circle? It's already shrinking. "
"There's only fifty or so players left, they're dying so quickly."
The players gathered around the holographic projection and discussed. Those who couldn't see the holographic projection could only watch the big screen.
The big screen was still using the traditional OB method, which was based on a third-person perspective. It was mainly focused on the players who had killed more players at the moment. On the other hand, the holographic projection was constantly zooming in and out of the blue circle. If it was zooming in to the final circle, it would be very enjoyable to watch. However, in the first circle, the players on the screen were too small, and the viewing experience was affected to a certain extent.
"Wow, awesome, they're fighting! Killed one! "
"But there was another person there. This person was killed when he went to search the box! This is the oriole behind! "
"F * ck, this person has become fat. Just now, he was wearing trash, but now he's wearing all kinds of good equipment. Even his gun has been changed!"
The players were all discussing as they looked at the big screen. Now that they could watch the battle, they were truly immersed in the game.
From the holographic projection, it could be seen that the players were concentrated in a few towns. Everyone was searching carefully, afraid that they would be exposed.
There were a few players who had very poor equipment, but they stayed still on the second floor of the house with their guns pointed at the stairs. They had survived until now.
Obviously, those players who did not understand the game's mechanics, were impulsive, and had poor marksmanship had all become crates. Those who survived were either good marksmanship, lucky, or good at hiding.
…
Old P waited carefully on the second floor. He observed the situation outside through the window, but he did not see any other players.
Earlier, there were two intense gunshots outside. The first time, a kill notification appeared on the bottom left corner of his vision. The second time, two notifications appeared at the same time. He did not know if the players were from Pochinki or other regions.
Old P wanted to go out and take a look with his submachine gun, but he held back.
He looked at the blue circle. The second blue circle had appeared, and Pochinki was still in the safe zone.
Old P was in a dilemma because his equipment was not very good, and he did not have many potions.
Just as he was hesitating if he should go out and search again, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from downstairs. Then, with a "creak", the door opened.
Old P was instantly energized. Before he went upstairs, he had purposely closed the door, making it look like no one had been in the house. Of course, everything had been taken away. However, everyone was a newbie now, so the brother downstairs would not notice such details.
The footsteps were very clear. Old P could even accurately sense the person's specific location. They should be wandering around on the first floor.
Old P quietly walked to the side of the stairs, took out his S686, and rushed out!
The brother on the first floor had decent equipment and looked to be of high quality. He had an AKM on his back and a SCAR in his hand. He was wandering around on the first floor, probably wondering why there were so few resources in the house.
Hearing the movement behind him, the brother was obviously shocked. He quickly turned around, but Old P was already on the first floor. He fired two shots with his S686!
"Bang bang!"
Two very rapid gunshots rang out. There was almost no interval between them. Both of them were on the first floor, which meant that they were only three to four meters apart. The S686's canister shot directly sent the brother opposite into the air. Even the Level Two bulletproof vest on him could not save him. He crashed directly into the wall on the side, smashing the items on the table next to him all over the place.
Old P suddenly heard a cry from one of the VR gaming pods next to him. "F * ck!!!"
Obviously, this brother was quite frightened.
Old P was secretly happy. He observed his surroundings while he reloaded. There should be no one else around.
The S686's melee ability was indeed very strong. Two shots took him out.
Old P went to the box that was left behind. "F * ck, so many things!"
A Level Two Helmet, a Level Two Armor, a Level Three Backpack, a SCAR and an AKM, accessories, a scope, bandages, a medkit, energy drinks, and so on …
Old P was overjoyed. This was simply a courier! After spending so much effort to find so many good things, he could not wait to send them all to him.
He did not know if this brother was very angry. He had such good equipment, but in the end, he was tricked by him.
After changing into a full set of equipment, Old P's Level Three Backpack was almost full. There were a lot of useless things in it, such as submachine guns, shotgun bullets, and so on. Old P tidied up his backpack and threw them all away.
There was no place to put the fuel. Old P hesitated for a moment, then threw it away as well.
The SCAR in Old P's hands was almost full. He only lacked a magazine, so it did not affect him much. It was just that the bullets were a little less than 90.
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