escape from tarkov garbage system

Chapter 229

Chapter 229

After more than ten minutes of downloading, the two finally downloaded the game.

After Jiang Minglang entered, there was nothing left, and the name was registered. In the end, he could only name one COG—minglang91, followed by garbled characters, and the character was also a standard female character with a long ponytail in a white shirt and brown pants.

And Zouan can log in directly, the name is COG——zouan, and the character is from before, and there is a green floral dress, and the most bizarre thing is that he has short algae green hair.

During the team formation stage, the audience burst out laughing when they saw Zuo An's outfit.

"If you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your head."

"Such a green person, I really want to sit on my ass and die."

"Haha, I'm playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, my youth is back! Or this clothes? Double youth!"

"Are there any brothers who are sniping together? Just hit this blowfly!"

"YY25828 has formed a team! Let's fight them together! Takov's revenge for being killed will be recovered on Jedi Island!"

……

Jiang Minglang was in a daze for a moment when he saw Zou An's costume, and then he became angry.

"Your hair is quite green, and with your clothes, you look like a spirited guy! I didn't expect you to have such a hobby before!"

It's embarrassing to say it this way: "Uh, these are all the clothes I wore in training before, and they were quite profitable before! I just don't know if they are still valuable now."

"I don't know if it's worth it or not, but just for your spirit, I saw you hit you once in the game. A bunch of viewers in my live broadcast room said they would beat you to death! Are you afraid?"

"Really? I also have it in the live broadcast room...I didn't think about it so much before, but I think this outfit is good for Voldemort. Others should not see it. Now it looks a bit ugly...I'd better change it."

As he said that, he changed his clothes obediently, and changed into a classic white shirt and gray trousers novice outfit.

Seeing Zuo An change his clothes, Jiang Minglang suggested: "Should we go to the training ground to try the gun first? I saw a bunch of gangsters in the live broadcast room wanting to make trouble. I think they lack social beatings. We can Wait a hand."

Jiang Minglang was not afraid of those water friends in the live broadcast room, and even felt that this wave could kill some and explode to pieces.

"Uh...you really should practice your guns, after all, you haven't played for so long, and Tarkov's guns have automatic pressure guns, and PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds still needs to be pressure guns.

But is it really okay for you to attract hatred like this?What to do when the corpses are exposed in the wilderness? "

I'm still a little worried about going dark. If it's the state of playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds in the past, it's no problem to come here, but after all, I haven't played for so long. If a new batch of hands is engaged by water friends, it will basically be a problem. It's cold.

"Hey, coward them, it's not Tarkov. If you die, you will lose your equipment. PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. Isn't that just a skydiving simulator?"

While talking, the two entered the training ground.

"Uh, is there still time for me to get out of the car?" Zuo An now regretted getting on Jiang Minglang's thief boat, and always felt that he was going to be blasted.

"Haha, practice your gun, don't wait for it to fall into a box."

Entering the training ground, Jiang Minglang went up to the gun rack and took an AK that he often used in Tarkov and some bullets. He didn't even take a mirror, so he found a place and started shooting.

da da da da

A string of bullets hit the wall, from the height of a person to the top of the head, leaving a string of irregular bullet marks.

Zouan also took an AK at this time, and followed Jiang Minglang. Seeing Jiang Minglang's gun, he immediately turned on the mocking mode:

"At this level, you still want to kill water friends? Do you want to eat farts? If people don't smash you, then the game will be played forever,"

Jiang Minglang pursed his lips, and walked away indifferently. He didn't press the gun for the string of bullets just now, he just kept pressing the mouse, and wanted to see how the recoil was.

Facts have proved that AK is AK. A round of bullets can hit the nose with the muzzle of the gun. The recoil is indeed enough.

After changing the bullet, he fired a second time. This time Jiang Minglang used his skills to see what the skills could suppress the recoil.

da da da da

Another shuttle bullet passed by, but this time the bullets did not fly, and all of them were concentrated in a piece smaller than the head.

This time he couldn't laugh anymore, he finally understood that he didn't suppress the gun at all when he was in Jiang Minglang, and the current level of suppressing the gun is better than when he was playing professionally before. Compared with professional players, it is not bad.

The audience in the live broadcast room obviously also saw the pressure gun, and they couldn't laugh anymore.

"Hey, this gun is as good as Wei Shen!"

"Excuse me, is this the live broadcast room of the anchor of Takov? Why is this person's gun for PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds so good? Aren't the ballistics of the two games two extremes?"

"Actually, I can still get the bullet marks from today on the training ground, but not in actual combat."

"Brothers, I feel that we should not snipe Brother Prodigal Son. He is the only one who has the best shot. I guess we are just delivering couriers."

"I think it's feasible, let's withdraw."

……

After playing this hand of AK, Jiang Minglang felt that it was almost the same, with skill bonuses, basically at this level in actual combat, even if it was worse, it would not be much worse.

Put away the gun, stood up and stood aside, then stared straight at Zouan.

Zou An looked at Jiang Minglang and looked at himself, feeling a little hairy in his heart, swallowed the smear, and replaced it with a new magazine, he really didn't have much confidence in how well he could press the gun now.

da da da da

A shuttle of bullets passed by. Although Zou An had tried his best to suppress it, and the bullet hole was considered a secret, the size was already larger than a frying pan, which was still almost insignificant compared to Jiang Minglang.

The barrage in the live broadcast instantly turned on the mocking mode.

"That's it? I can do it myself!"

"Hey, I feel like we can go to Zouan, it looks silly, not as strong as the prodigal son."

"Short hasn't played for a long time, and his level has dropped a bit seriously! It's a little bit worse than Tarkov."

"Could it be that I'm the only one in the live broadcast room who feels that it's good to take the dark gun pressure?"

……

Jiang Minglang chuckled and said casually in a hermaphrodite tone: "Is this the level? I thought you were so strong. If I had started playing professionally before, I wouldn't be sorry for this pressure if I didn't kill you dozens of times." gun!"

Zouan has nothing to say, after all, he has never pressed the gun, it is uncomfortable, but he can only bear it, change the bullet and continue to practice.

Although the bullet marks became smaller and smaller in the next few times, they were still not as small as Jiang Minglang.

After practicing for a while, I found it boring to go dark, and besides, there was a hermaphrodite Jiang Minglang who was constantly on the side, and the most important thing, he was afraid that Takov would not be able to change it after the gun was suppressed. up.

(End of this chapter)