My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters Chapter 183

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The five men standing on the elevated platform on the left had no power to fight back at all, and after barely holding on for a few seconds, they were dragged off the platform and fell to the ground, their flesh and blood sticking to the ground.

And the off-road vehicle was also difficult to brake. When the five men were dragged down, the off-road vehicle also rushed towards the platform!

However--

The off-road vehicle did not fall to the ground, but suddenly disappeared in place in mid-air.

And the man who was sitting in the driver's seat patted the tiger's mouth on his left hand on the way downstairs, and then a rope quickly shot into the sky, hooked tightly on the edge of the roof, and pulled the man who was about to fall back again. on the platform.

"Fairy Wood"

It can be said to be done in one go!

The clouds and waters flow without any obstacle, and it looks extremely pleasing to the eye!

Just like an extreme athlete who deduces the sense of picture with his heart!

At this time, a prompt sound also sounded in the ears of all players.

"Congratulations to the 'Tyrannosaurus Trio' team for successfully clearing the first level and coming to the waiting room for the second level."

"Tsk..."

Scar Dog crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the three men walking toward them along the tablet not far away, and sighed again: "This group of people is really interesting, as expected of the machine race. , this mechanical power is irresistible to human beings.”

"No wonder he looked so confident just now that he dared to carry an off-road vehicle with him."

"really not bad."

And at this moment-

Two more teams appeared.

this time.

The team on the right side of the high platform, at the moment of getting on the platform, that is, preparing for the waiting period, without saying a word, quickly took out the tools from their arms and began to clean the flesh and blood mold lake on the platform.

A few people started cleaning.

Several people rinsed with water.

Another person followed behind and kept sprinkling white powder, which looked a bit like drying anti-slip agent.

It can be clearly seen that it has obviously been discussed below. As soon as they took the stage, they immediately began to cooperate tacitly.

A seven-person team, it seems that they should usually act together, and when they do things, they have a high degree of tacit understanding.

And on the elevated platform on the left is a team of four. At this time, it looks a little unsightly, and it doesn't seem to be very confident in itself.

"Everyone listen to me!"

Standing on the elevated platform on the left, a man wearing glasses said with a slightly ugly expression: "According to my observation, the players in the previous squads all died because they were dragged off the elevated platform!"

"Have you all carefully read the rules of the first level "Elevated Tug of War"? "

"The original words of the rules are—"

""Unplug all the members of the opposing team from the overhead, and you will win!""

"What this means is, it means that the rules of this tug-of-war are not the ones we know routinely, and we can win by pulling the red flag to our side!"

"We won't lose as long as we don't get unplugged by the other side!"

"So at the moment when the game starts, none of us will move the tug-of-war rope, just let the other side pull the tug-of-war rope over. We just need to be patient on the elevated platform, and that's it!"

"Don't you all understand what I mean?"

"This..."

The three teammates standing next to the man with glasses said with trembling fear in their eyes, "Can you do this? Why don't you just fight?"

"Trust me, okay!"

The man with glasses looked resolutely at the seven men on the other side's overhead: "We must be unable to get rid of the opposite side, the only way at this time is to find another way!"

"Like the last group of perverts who killed players in public, we must know how to use the rules!"

"Trust me, this time...we will win!"

"it is good!"

Several people looked at each other, then took a deep breath and stood in the same place, no longer concerned about the tug-of-war rope on the ground, and looked at the opposite side with a hint of uneasiness on their faces.

soon--

The game is on!

In just an instant, the seven-man squad on the opposite side instantly pulled the tug-of-war rope to their elevated platform. After all, the four-man squad did not resist at all.

The game is over soon.

It just hasn't been decided yet.

And everyone present obviously wanted to understand the thoughts of the four-member team at this time, and looked at the four-member team nervously. If the plan of the four-member team can be successful, it means... they can also use this A way to pass the customs smoothly!

Soon, ten seconds passed.

There is still no judgment prompt, it looks like the time has been pressed to pause!

"Yes!

The man with glasses standing on the elevated platform on the left roared excitedly: "We succeeded, as I thought, the rules can be used, only the rules... Huh?"

"Hey, hey, stop, what are you doing!

"I didn't foul again!

Just when the man had just opened his mouth and didn't speak for a while, the elevated platform under their feet suddenly began to tilt, and the angle was getting bigger and bigger!

No matter how loud these people are, they have no plans to stop!

soon!

The four men couldn't hold on anymore, and screamed in horror and fell to the ground!

"Peng!"

The accompanying sound of impact sounded, and the three men slammed into the ground amidst the screams of fear, and fell in a pool of blood on the spot, while the man with the eyes was frightened and grabbed a railing in the center of the elevated with one hand, letting himself His body floated smoothly in the air without falling.

"Damn."

Glancing at the corpses of his three companions on the ground, the man with glasses couldn't help but scolded, and then he was about to grab the railing and slowly climb down. If he was dragged off the overhead, he would die. already?

However, at this moment...

A machine gun slowly stretched out from the center of the overhead and aimed at the man with glasses in mid-air, and the barrel began to rotate slowly.

"Oh shit."

The man with glasses suddenly changed his face, and was just about to make the next move, but it was too late!

"Suddenly."

The world is quiet.

"Forehead."

Scar Dog looked strangely at the man with glasses who was bombarded to death by the machine: "People who use their lives to test the uncertain rules are often rewarded for their courage."

And this time-

Zhao Ritian on the side suddenly looked at the elevated platform on the right: "Look at that team."

Several people suddenly heard the words and looked in the direction Zhao Ritian pointed.

I saw the seven-person team on the elevated platform on the right, winning easily, and did not leave the platform for the first time, but took out a bunch of oil barrels from their arms, and then directly put these liquids that looked like oil, The quack just poured it on the platform as if he didn't want any money.

But it's not over yet!

Two of the men were still holding two tubes of lubricant, and the kaka smeared them on the tug-of-war rope. The one that was applied was even, the one that was careful, and the other that was tight.

After doing all this.

The team left the platform along the longboard and walked towards the waiting room in the second level.

"What a bunch of cubs..."

Scar Dog couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, there are so many people, you can see any interesting pictures, but I have to say that this method is very useful, and it can indeed eliminate some opponents for the later levels."

"That's how to say it...a bit too doggy."

Soon, the team slowly came to the waiting room in the second stage amid the loud scolding from the audience in the first stage.

That scolding all over the sky sounds like a real resentment from the people!

"xxx your mom, I'm **** dog xxx."

"You xxxxxxxxxxxx dog."

Countless people looked at the distant squad angrily, shouting swear words that could only be blocked.

However, all they can do is condemn and nothing else.

soon.

Two new teams came up.

The team that first boarded the high platform on the right started to clean up the kerosene accumulated on the ground and the lubricant smeared on the tug-of-war rope without saying a word.

However, the wait time was not that long at all!

And they don't have a handy tool to clean up oil stains, so they can't quickly clean up these oil stains and lubricants in a short time.

And... the pre-match preparation time is too short.

Soon, the game begins.

The team on the high platform on the right can only bite the bullet and drag the tug-of-war rope full of lubricants, standing in the middle of the pile of kerosene and starting the tug-of-war!

As for the result...

As for needless to say.

Enough lubricants can turn a dry road into a waterway, and if you apply it on the tug-of-war rope, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow!

Even if they have taken off their clothes and wrapped the tug-of-war rope with their clothes to reduce the smooth feeling as much as possible, it still doesn't have much effect!

It only lasted for a few seconds.

The team on the high platform on the right screamed in fear and was dragged off the high platform!

At the moment when he was about to be dragged off the high platform, a man in the middle of the team suddenly roared: "Damn, everyone who is going to die will die together!"

"No one **** wants to live!"

Then I saw him pull out a three-minute bomb from his arms!

Stick to the edge of the high platform!

He took out a heavy machine gun from his arms, aimed at the team sitting in the waiting room of the second level throwing oil, and started to pull the trigger to shoot frantically!

Anyway, he is already dead, who cares about the rules that players can attack each other!

However...

In the process of falling, the quasi-center was really out of control. The man almost missed a shot, and just fell straight to the ground, falling in a pool of blood.

"Oh shit!"

In the second pass, a man sitting in the waiting room watching the play, gritted his teeth, took out a can of medicine from his arms and stuck it beside the wound on his arm!

This man was a member of the oiling team that was leaving just now!

In the random shooting just now, he was the only victim. Although he didn't miss the key point, it was a bullet from a heavy machine gun. When it hit his arm, there was an extra blood hole that looked as big as a fist.

This arm is considered useless, and life can be saved, but this arm may be mysterious.

"It's all retribution."

Scardog glanced at the man who was shot with satisfaction and couldn't help grinning: "Today's play is really good, just before the man fell from the building, he took something out of his arms and placed it on that high platform. Well, it looks a bit like a bomb."

"I'll have to see what it is."

After that, Scar Dog activated an energy block, and the Unreal Gate appeared in front of him out of thin air.

A strange scene appeared.

I saw that on the high platform on the right side of the unoccupied one, a curious little head suddenly appeared out of thin air. After looking at it for a few seconds, it was immediately retracted.

"I see."

Scardog, who retracted his head, nodded with satisfaction: "It's a time bomb with more than 2 minutes left in the countdown. I buckled it. I don't know how to fix it. It seems to be a strong magnet or something, but it's very difficult. Remove it."

"Calculate the time, probably the time of the explosion, just when the next team comes on stage and starts the game."

"I have to say... I don't know who opened the hole. Everyone is obviously bleeding, and one is more mad than each other. It is difficult to see the picture of tug-of-war from a tug-of-war competition."

When the high platform team on the right was dragged down, the group on the left high platform team followed suit. When they left the high platform on the left, they took out a bunch of oil drums from their arms and dumped them on the ground.

It's just that apparently they don't seem to have a lubricant or something.

Several of the men discussed it for a while, and even unbuttoned the belt of their pants, aiming at the tug-of-war rope on the platform and began to release rootless water.

It has to be said that although this move does not have much lubrication effect, it can definitely play the role of disgusting the next team to a large extent.

Not much harm, great insult.

"It's all a bunch of gods."

Scardog sighed again, and said with a bit of happiness: "Suddenly, I'm a little lucky that we passed in front of this group of people, otherwise even if we don't lose, we will inevitably be disgusted."

"Really, the players in this event don't feel very normal."

And this time-

Two new squads are here!

Suffice it to say that both squads were busy during the waiting period for the game.

The team on the left started to clean up the oil on the ground non-stop during the game.

The team on the right is a little busier. Not only do they have to send people to clean up the oil on the ground and the lubricant on the tug-of-war ropes, but they also have to remove the time bomb sticking to the ground with a countdown of just over a minute!

As Scardog guessed!

This time bomb is placed on the elevated platform with a strong magnet, and it is impossible to unload this time bomb and throw it out!

Since you can't throw it out, you can only break it!

But this ticking time bomb, he didn't have any red and green lines for him to cut at all, just a boxy iron box with a countdown like a stopwatch on it!

Seeing that the game will officially start in just three seconds!

But they have no way to take this time bomb~www.mtlnovel.com~!

There are five seconds left for the countdown to this time bomb!

After five seconds, it will explode, instantly igniting the kerosene on the entire platform!

"It's over."

Sitting in front of the time bomb, the mechanic player fell to the ground with a desperate expression, and muttered in despair.

"Why do tug-of-war competitions also test whether bombs will be defused?"

"why?"

"It's not fair!"

ps: Before 12 o'clock in the evening, there are 3 more updates, 13,000 words.

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