Abyss Express

The remaining three members of Amethyst are running as fast as they can——

——The beeping audio signal from the drone is so harsh, as long as you hear this sound, it means that your teammates have been eliminated, and you are in a state where you have lost all six points and cannot be cured.

As the captain of the second team's attacker, he decided to put all his eggs in one basket. He wanted to get rid of Hao and JK before the players of the White Clothes Gang joined forces, so that they might be able to win back.

According to the previous communication content of the team, it was speculated that the enemy's breakthrough hand spent 12 bullets to deal full damage before taking the heads of Fiego and Tarantula, so let's do a simple elementary school math problem.

There are only fifteen bullets left in the JK magazine, and the damage is limited.

This meant that the two pioneers of the White Clothes Gang had no chance to breathe, and they were about to face the fierce offensive of the second formation.

Li Zhiwen summoned the director and left the screen to the little heroes on the field, so stop paying attention to the idol gunsmith who used to be.

"This is twenty seconds to decide the outcome. Player Hao has already lost his last cover. He has no ammunition. If he wants to separate a few ammunition from the sentry's magazine, he will probably be smashed into a sieve before all the bullets are loaded. "

"So now it's one gun against three guns." Teacher Ke emphasized: "The attackers of Amethyst's second array are still 21 meters away from the public kitchen. Their positions three and five, The rescuer and the doctor followed closely beside the captain. The other members of the white gang were still climbing the stairs. This was Amethyst's only chance to turn the tables. Hold victory in the palm of your hand, completely snuffing out Amethyst's last breath."

At the same time, Ahao's brain has shut down. He is immersed in the joy of victory, and seems to feel that the game is over. He lowered his gun, forgetting that there were still three enemies.

Kathy was still undergoing surgery on her ankle. She weighed her feet and squatted halfway beside the kitchen counter, mixed the hot Mrs. Bai's preparation with cold water, and then poured it on the bruised wound.

For a moment, the girl was in so much pain that she could barely speak, but the team's voice began to emit chaotic notes.

Qi Ji: "Hao! It's not over yet!"

Brother Hao was still posing to the drone, showing his most handsome and perfect side to the audience, and suddenly became upset when he heard the scolding.

"What? The coach told me! As long as I knock down Viego Sebasti! We win! Isn't that right?"

Daniel: "This idiot. He doesn't seem to read the rules at all."

Xiao Min: "He has been studying at school for six years, and he never took the school rules to heart."

Qi Ji shouted loudly: "No no no no! No no no no! Hao! It's not over yet! Come back to the fighting state and stay focused! Stay focused!"

"The coach and I said so." Brother Hao's mind froze all of a sudden, pointing at Fiego Sebasti who was at the opposite door, arguing with the captain in the headset, making Qi Ji, who was not very healthy at all, Blood pressure soars.

"Are we going to listen to the coach or you? Qi Ji! You're messing me up. Isn't the game over yet? There are still three enemies? Why didn't you tell me this from the beginning?"

Xiao Min screamed in shock: "Did he never take opponents other than Foyego seriously?!"

Daniel: "I have no idea either."

There's no time to argue—

——Fiego Sebasti was leaning against the door frame, slumping weakly on the porch. He heard the lines coming out of Ahao's mouth more and more outrageous, and suddenly felt absurd and inexplicable.

Am I defeated by this guy?

It's as simple as that, the damage of six bullets is full? Eliminated?

Not reconciled.

real

What a joke!

The indescribable shame almost drove Foyego crazy. He stared at Ahao with red eyes, but he couldn't do anything. He suffered a lot of damage in the race, and when the drone's exit flag fell, he had to Stop all actions. Players who violate the rules will receive a yellow card warning from the referee. If the circumstances are serious, they may be banned from the game with a red card, or even go to jail for breaking the law.

"I said, little brother Fiego."

Tarantula is considered a veteran of the game. After being ejected from the game, he has been paralyzed on the floor, giving way to his teammates, like a salted fish.

"Isn't it reconciled? Losing to this kind of guy, you must be furious and so angry."

"But there is one thing I am very concerned about."

Speaking of this, the tarantula turned its head, its cheek pressed to the floor, and its gaze became aggressive.

"Fiego Sebasti, you are right-handed, why did you suddenly change to your left hand when you broke through?"

"When shifting the line of the gun, you only stretched out your right hand to assist in adjusting the shooting angle. As a result, when the right hand was close to the grip, the backward momentum of the whole gun did not change. I could see all of this clearly."

Hearing these cold words, Fiego's expression became extremely bad.

The tarantula lay its hands on the ground, and stretched out its index finger to poke at Fiego's face——

"——I suspect you are playing fake games, Fiego Sebasti."

"You can become a rookie of Amethyst, the head coach valued most at the beginning, is your shooting skills."

"In such an important game, you can make such a low-level mistake. I didn't think about it at first. But."

"But the cheers from the audience reminded me that although the sandbox has been sound-proofed, we can't hear what the audience is shouting, but we can analyze some useful clues from their lips and mouth."

"They're calling for [Gunsmith]—and you, Fiego Sebasti."

"The person you admire and admire the most is Mr. Gunsmith, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fiego roared angrily.

Tarantula pursed her lips and shrugged, looking indifferent.

"No, no, don't be angry. Our voice is offline, no one can hear this whisper - I'm just curious, is it because of money or because of the gunsmith that you voluntarily gave up the victory?"

"No! No!" Fiego tried to explain, but he couldn't—

——If this right arm is not injured, he does have the capital to confront Ahao head-on.

Fiego only has weaknesses and heads in his eyes. Like his idol gunsmith, this breakthrough player pays great attention to killing efficiency. Brother Hao only hits the torso, wanting to be stable and happy,

These two shooting methods are almost two extremes, the difference between being down-to-earth and reaching the sky in one step.

For the tarantula's speculation, Fiego couldn't say a word to refute.

The tactic of trash talking before the game was guided by the coach, if I didn’t implement it well, then I have to take the blame——

——It's just that he didn't expect that this arm completely betrayed him at the most critical moment. And it was a crucial moment to determine success or failure, so he was slapped hard.

If he went to the team doctor for treatment before the game, and the substitute stared eagerly at the position of the breakthrough player, and finally got the starting lineup, he would never let go of this opportunity.

"If it's money." Tarantula interrupted Foyego's thoughts, and asked with a smile: "How much will it cost?"

Fiego looked at the elder sentinel in surprise. He originally thought that the sentinel in the team was the most reliable one.

The tarantula explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. How much did Shark Chili pay you? I want you to decide the outcome of this game."

Fiego explained in a panic: "No! It's not what you think! No!"

Compared with suspicion and suspicion, what is more terrifying is the attitude of the tarantula——

——The good brother who played with him for six months in the training game and reported the way for him every day, guiding the way ahead, is actually a person who is willing to give up the victory for money.

This caused a rift in Fyego's heart.

The tarantula asked suspiciously, "Is there really not?"

Fiego: "No no no no no. No."

In the competition rules of the Luna Cup, the penalty for match-fixing is the highest one——

——Its combat intensity is extremely high, and the rules of live ammunition will be adopted in the second half of the event. Even bullets are very likely to destroy the brain tissue of the human body, causing short-term memory loss to the players, and even losing their lives.

If there are very serious consequences due to the match-fixing, it is very likely that the player will spend the rest of his life in prison, and the sewing machine will catch fire.

At this time, the second array of amethysts has rushed to the public kitchen. Fiego finally breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that the captain and other teammates can save the defeat.

But what was unexpected was that the remaining three team members walked over slowly, without vigilance and in a very relaxed state.

Fiego felt something was wrong, and the drone following the captain turned on flashing red and yellow lights, which meant that the coach had thrown out the towel, killing all the players' desire to win and ending the game early.

The strong sense of loss made Fiego unable to grasp anything, and for a moment, he felt that the sky was falling.

Tarantula, as usual, got up slowly as it had previewed in the training match, waited for the doctor in the team to help, tore off the lavender team uniform, exposed the scars, and waited with grinning teeth, waiting for one after another. The shrapnel wire is removed from the flesh.

The old brother shook hands with Brother Hao and high-fived. He didn't say anything extra, just smiled.

"Nice fight."

Brother Hao still shit on Foyego's head: "I'll just say it! As long as I knock this guy down, I can win!"

Fiego Sebasti fell into confusion. For a while, he didn't know what to say, and a terrifying shadow appeared in his heart—he even wondered if the coach had taken Shark Pepper's money.

Why surrender at such a critical time? !

Why? !

Why doesn't the captain have any temper at all?

Doesn't the captain care at all? Obviously the gun in hand can decide the outcome!

Why do attackers, supporters and physicians still have a chance to come back!

Why is the head coach throwing in the towel! Why?

It was my mistakes in judgment, the bad situation I brought about, all these mistakes were made by me, but are you not going to give me the chance to let my teammates help?

"Teacher Toussaint Toussaint" Fiego murmured, and after the voice came back online, he softly called the coach's name: "Ms. Toussaint, why? Why did you surrender without firing a single shot! Why!"

He struggled to get up from the floor and did not leave the field immediately, as if the game was still going on.

This young man was leaning against the wall beside the corridor. When the doctors in the team came to fetch the wire and iron skin from his waist and abdomen, he also violently beat his arms, trying to push his teammates away.

He's waiting for an explanation—

— If there is no reasonable answer, this experience will become a demon for Viego.

Toussaint Grumman: "Get your treatment first, come back to the break room."

Fiego: "Coach! Why?!"

Toussaint: "Come back first, boy, the game is over."

Fiego: "Not yet! Not yet!"

The coach's voice feed went offline on the team channel, and only Fiego's hysterical roar echoed in the hallway.

He pointed at Ahao's nose, and suddenly couldn't control his emotions, so he just cried.

"Why would I lose to this idiot! Why?! I'm so unwilling! Why!"

"Obviously there is a chance! Teacher Toussaint! Are you old and confused?"

"Give me a chance, please, please"

"Don't let me leave Amethyst. I just want to keep fighting. I waited for more than 180 days. Just for this one time."

"I"

A strange hand came to Fiego, and that hand belonged to Brother Hao.

Ahao grabbed Foyego's injured hand——

"—Salty Pig Hand, do you feel ashamed to lose to me?"

Fyego raised his head sharply, surprised and angry, ashamed and depressed, these emotions blended together, just like the lyric poems written by a foolish boy in his youth, it can be broken when it is cut, and it will be messed up when it is twisted.

He stared at this arm in surprise. It was seriously injured, and the pain in the wrist made him lose his balance. He didn't even dare to wave his hand vigorously while running and sprinting.

Of the six bullets Ah Hao fired at him, three of them were aimed at the wound. Now it looks a little bit better, just a little bit. After receiving the treatment, it is no longer swollen, and the skin has changed Turned into a blood red, bruises gradually dissipated.

"Hey" Ahao patted Fiego's face: "Ahao beat Fiego Sebastian hard! Are you not convinced!"

Fiego didn't answer—

"—It seems that you don't like to talk." Brother Hao smiled and let go of the loser's shoulders: "If you are not convinced, come and fight with me again! I want to defeat you who is intact, so don't blame me when the time comes. Bullying the disabled!"

It seemed that all the resentment had dissipated, and following Shao Jinghao's footsteps, he went downstairs little by little.

Fiego slowly got up and unbuttoned his clothes. The team emblem was torn in half by the bullets. The doctor is a close brother of the central air conditioner. It is obvious that the breakthrough hand's brain is not working well——

"—It's okay, you're fine, just deal with it briefly, and follow me to see the coach, okay?"

Fiego calls out the doctor's code name: "Polar Bear"

While performing surgery on Fiego, the polar bear replied, "Yeah."

Fiego: "I want to win"

Polar Bear: "The coach told us that your only shortcoming is that you want to win too much."

Fiego: "What's wrong with wanting to win? What's wrong with that?"

Saying so, Fiego looked at the captain who was the attacker again——

"—Captain Tamiya."

"Don't talk, you're bleeding." Captain Tamiya was thirty-one years old and a very mature adult. "I won't question the coach's decision. We lost."

Without waiting for Viego to ask the Gauntlet——

——The most solid backer in the team immediately laughed, and Ma Liu ran downstairs, not even wanting to answer the conversation.

Fiego asked curiously: "What did he do? Does he hate me? Because I'm useless."

The polar bear immediately replied: "I asked the two young ladies from the Baiyi Gang to ask for WeChat, it's a disgrace."

Fiego didn't understand, it seemed that the only thing left in this child's life was the Luna Cup——

——When he returned to the lounge, his whole body was dejected and depressed, with a cloud hanging over his head.

The Blue Eagle Stadium ushered in a new player and started a new game. No one seemed to remember this failed breakthrough player.

Before the start of the next round, head coach Toussaint Grumman had to go for an interview because the Amethyst was a prestigious seed in the Daji Township area.

The players are packing their bags and heading back to the club for a meeting where they face defeat.

But when the head coach of Toussaint faced the reporter, he just bowed deeply to the camera.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry."

"It was my incompetence that caused this failure, and it's all my fault."

"I'm very sorry, the folks in Daji Township, the sponsors of the Amethyst Club, our boss, our Zihuang Private and Zihuang Stone Seiko Group - I didn't lead the team to win this preliminary round."

"These mistakes were all caused by me alone, including throwing the towel and surrendering at the end. It was also a decision I made after discussing with the coaching staff."

"The audition is a double-elimination competition system. Amethyst lost a point in the primary election. This is a very dangerous situation-as the head coach, I cannot escape the blame, so I would like to give all the players, all the work on and off the court. The staff said sorry."

Fiego sat on the sidelines, where the gunsmith sat—

—he was wailing, holding his bag and covering his face.

He didn't leave until the end of the interview. He waited until Teacher Toussaint returned to the lounge to shake hands with Shark Pepper.

Tawson gave the little shark a thumbs up: "It's amazing, little shark."

Shasha is proud and complacent: "Of course! Be careful next time you draw lots!"

Toussaint immediately extended his hand to the gunsmith: "Hero of the Unknown, shall we hold one too?"

The gunsmith expressed his respect without hesitation, took Mr. Toussaint's arm, and then hugged him tightly.

Toussaint continued: "I have one more request, can you do me a favor?"

Jiang Xueming: "Tell me."

Toussaint grabbed the gunsmith's sleeve and took it out of the lounge——

——The drone returned to the arena, and no one noticed what happened in the corner.

The head coach went back to Fyego and sat next to the kid in his super-autistic form.

"The injury on your hand is my fault. Don't pay too much attention to it. It's also the coach's dereliction of duty if he doesn't carefully observe the players' physical condition."

Fiego didn't look up, he felt like the sky was falling.

Toussaint patiently explained: "After you and the Tarantula were defeated, I didn't let the rest of the team members continue to fight - but ended the game ahead of time. The white flag also needs courage, kid."

"I don't want to see Amethyst completely defeated. Your comrades are likely to blame you for your injured arm. If you can't adjust your mentality, the entire Amethyst will fall into a quagmire of low morale. There, even substituting in won't help - I won't allow that to happen."

"And I never intend to give up on you, Fiego Sebasti, you are unique, otherwise I would not let you start, I believe in you, you have to believe in me - there should be no walls between us Stop it, there is no obstacle."

"Understood? Can you understand my approach and my intentions?"

Fiego slowly raised his head, his face was full of tears, his already feminine face made him look like a girl, with snot hanging between his lips and teeth, crying very ugly.

Until he saw the silent gunsmith, it seemed that all his grievances had found an outlet. It was because of an inadvertent "handshake" by the gunsmith that he dreamed of meeting his idol, but it became a wonderful experience that he would never forget in his life.

Jiang Xueming took off his mask, not knowing what to say, and finally patted Foiego on the shoulder, leaving a meaningful sentence.

"Boy, go back and have a good rest, and touch again when you have a chance!"

Fiego was yelling and crying frantically, it seemed that all breakthrough players possessed endless energy.

The strong wind swept across the banner of the Blue Eagle Stadium. In the VIP seats at the front of the stadium, there were also parents and mothers who brought their children to watch the game. The people who could come to the VIP seats were usually the families of soldiers from Guangling Zhixi.

The little baby pointed at the loser under the fence who had just finished the preliminary round.

"Is that brother sick? Is he in pain? Is he insane? Why is he so sad?"

The mother hugged the baby and wanted to stuff the baby with snacks——

——The father explained patiently.

"He's fine, he needs a little time to heal and he'll be braver - he just wants to win."