Chapter 152: Lost in the Rainy Night ([-])

"Player Huang Quan丨Mandala knocks down GL with an ink knife丨Fusion."

"Player Huang Quan丨Mandala eliminated GL丨Fusion with an ink knife."

While thinking, the first player eliminated in the first game of AC group appeared.

GL's fusion was repeatedly hit and supplemented by Datura, sending out a blood.

"GL, Huangquan?"

Ding Wen was taken aback, how did these two teams meet?

According to the data of each team's birth point in memory, shouldn't GL be the central part, the southern part of Huangquan?

How could these two birth points spanning half the map allow them to encounter each other?

So Ding Wen pricked up his ears with doubts, ready to hear the next elimination message.

But after listening for a while, he never heard any information about the battle between GL and Huang Quan.

After Fusion's death, the two teams fell into silence, and no one made any moves against the other.

"So, GL is the one who dropped during the transfer?"

Ding Wen originally wanted to use this reason to explain, but after thinking about it carefully, this reason seemed unreasonable.

GL is a central team, why did he transfer in the first stage?Shouldn't it be Huang Quan to transfer?
Ding Wen couldn't figure it out.

It was just a seemingly simple elimination message, but it made him have to think a lot.

Not to mention that commanding is difficult, any unreasonable situation, even if it is just a brief elimination message, the conductor has to think hard.

Ding Wen can ignore it, but if there are some accidents after ignoring it because of the small information at that time, then at that time, he can only regret it.

He will never allow this to happen!
Fortunately, it was a slow game, and it was still early, so Ding Wen had enough time to analyze and think.

The rainstorm will never stop, and neither will Ding Wen's thinking.

He just sat on the horseback like this, letting the rain hit his body and flow over his cheeks, silent as a sculpture.

And the others couldn't help it. Knowing that there must be no one around them, they could only accompany Ding Wen in the rain here.

Thanks to the game, otherwise, in reality, how could their bodies withstand such a violent rainstorm.

In the torrential rain, there were thunderclaps and lightning flashes from time to time.

Halfway through the first stage, Ding Wen finally recovered from the silence, and then began to draw lines and punctuation that everyone in Qiqi was familiar with.

"Walk through the post station, go around Pingcheng, walk through the river valley, and go to this point!"

Several people passing by looked at it, and found that the route he marked was very long, and the final destination was Mashan Village, which is southwest of the map.

Passing through thought he marked the position of the final circle, nodded immediately: "Okay, it's clear, we—"

But Ding Wen didn't finish his sentence: "When we arrive at Mashan Village, 246 meters to the east, there are three pits about [-] meters away. Let's go there."

"Enter the pit?" Except for Fang Luoqing, the rest of the people were all stunned.

Fang Luoqing didn't care because they didn't care, while they passed by because they were confused about the matter of 'entering the pit'.

Even if those three pits are the final finals, Yidingwen's character will never plunge into the pits directly. He will definitely find a better place around him, and use personnel and traps to control the area until it is completely safe. , will choose to enter the pit.

After all, it is different from other maps. The map of Rainy Night Lost Track is easier to stick to people. With the help of dark night and heavy rain, enemies often come over without paying attention.

So they were very puzzled by Ding Wen's straight hit point in the first stage.

"Isn't it slow playing?" Passing through asked aloud.

"It's right to play slowly." Ding Wen explained: "We didn't go to the pit to enter the circle."

Passing by: "What is that for?"

A smile finally appeared on Ding Wen's plain face: "Block people."

"Block who?"

"Yellow Spring."

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Thunder roared.

In the silent night, five fast horses galloped past in the torrential rain from far to near.

In the line of sight, there is a faint light rising.

The five people followed the light, and finally stopped at the entrance of the village where "Lin'an Village" was engraved on the stele.

The soil underfoot was wet, and the horseshoes were muddy.

Bianhua got off the horse first, took off the oil lamp on the saddle, and confirmed the three characters on the stone tablet.

Although she didn't read the words on the stone tablet, she still knew where this place was.

But there is no way, walking in the heavy rain at night, it is easy to lose the sense of direction. To be cautious, she decided to see it with her own eyes to be [-]% sure.

"Here we are." She said lightly, then held the oil lamp and bent down to check the nearby soil: "There are no footprints, you can enter."

"Okay." Three of the other teammates set off and entered the village, leaving Mandala alone beside the stele.

She stood up, took the oil lamp to shine on Datura's face, and suddenly asked, "Why do you need fusion?"

Her face was that of a game character, and she couldn't tell what expression it was. Although the words were questioning, her tone was very gentle, not too angry.

But being so gentle, Mandala's heart thumped suddenly, and his face immediately changed: "I..."

Others can't see, but he knows Bianhua well.

The more peaceful and gentle she is, the more angry she is at this time.

"I remember I said..." She looked straight at Mandala, without changing her tone, and said softly: "Today's first game, don't hit people in the first stage, have you...forgot ?”

"No, it's not." Mandala tried his best to explain: "That opportunity was so good, I couldn't hold back for a while, so..."

"Sister Bing, forget it." At this time, Meng Po, who had been listening to the team's voice even though she was far away, smoothed things over: "Fusion is already dead, and the matter has come to an end, there is no use blaming him. Besides... "

Bianhua: "Besides what?"

Meng Po: "It's just a message of elimination, it seems...it doesn't seem that serious."

"It's just an elimination message?" Bianhua's voice suddenly rose, and finally there was a trace of dissatisfaction in her tone: "Isn't that enough? For top conductors, they can deduce a lot of things with just one elimination, you have to know , We shouldn't have disclosed this information, and they... shouldn't have grasped it either!"

Another team member, Nai Heqiao, echoed: "That's right, I agree with Sister Bing's statement. Among other things, first of all, the information about our temporary replacement of the birth point was leaked."

Mandala whispered: "It doesn't have to be to change the birth point, what if it is someone who falls during the transfer process."

Bi'anhua snorted softly: "But you're playing a GL player."

Mandala plucked up his courage a little bit: "Sister Bing, I think so, even if they know that we have changed the birth point, it seems to have nothing to do with them, and they didn't grab their point, so we can't Because they changed the birth point, they specifically targeted us, don’t you think so?

Besides, which team in the PGL dares to deliberately make trouble against us, they can't avoid it, how could they dare to come to us on their own initiative.I'm not crazy, to be honest, even if they want to target them, they don't have the ability. If you look at these commanders who can't get on the stage, can they be called conductors? "

After listening to him quietly, Bi'anhua was silent for five seconds in the rain, then looked at the dim lights in the village, her voice suddenly became very strange: "Do you think... there are no good conductors in PGL?"

Whenever she uses this tone, it just means that she is normal at this time and is no longer angry.

Mandala quickly smiled and said: "Isn't it? At most, there is only a seven-seven DW, barely ranked. But they are in the upper right corner of the map, far away from us, so even if DW knows us It's okay if you change the jumping point. I don't believe that they don't even enter the circle, just because of a news of elimination, they came all the way to mess with us.

Unless...he has a brain hole!

He's crazy! "

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, but he couldn't convince Bi Anhua.

If he had listened, the team would have been over long ago.

She shook her head slowly, opened the map, and marked a long line on it: "Now you still think...they are thousands of miles away?"

Mandala looked at it, and his expression couldn't help changing instantly: "This is..."

"According to the circle shape in the first stage, the safe zone is mostly in the middle of the map, and there are many teams blocking them, so they can't go straight, but choose to take a detour."

Bianhua's voice is serious: "The detour is nothing more than two directions. One, turn south first, then turn east and west, and two, go west first, then south and then east. If DW has the heart, he certainly doesn't mind ambush us during the transfer process." ,so--"

She said word by word, sonorously: "We need to change the road. After leaving Lin'an Village, let's go west, take the narrow side of the edge circle, and go to... Mashan Village!"

(End of this chapter)

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