Game of Destiny: This player is different

At the end of the battle, Luo Zimo turned to face the crowd and fired two shots into the sky.

The noisy crowd immediately fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at the two official players with surprised and panicked eyes.

Qin Nuo naturally put on a show, maintaining the movement of protecting Qiao An'an, sticking to the spot.

After all, a professional whose primary goal is to "completion of customer commissions", how can he interrupt the commission because of such a trivial matter.

At least until 24 o'clock today, he will do his best to play the role of "Joan Ann's boyfriend".

It was enough to be worthy of Li Xiaomao's 2000 yuan.

There is another reason.

Just when Corgi mutated, the system prompt sounded.

[Task trigger conditions have been met]

[Task Type: Regular Task]

[Task Name: Blood Chase]

[Mission Objective: Escort the humans encountered in the Water Forest Park to the park parking lot]

[Task time limit: 3 hours]

[Task reward 1: experience value 5 points * final number of arrivals]

[Task reward 2: 5 points of game currency * final number of arrivals]

[Task Reward 3: Rare Quality Random Skill Scroll*1]

【Mission Failure Penalty: None】

Regular tasks without teamwork settings are different from scripted tasks.

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After confirming that the enemy was dead, Luo Zimo exhaled a foul breath.

Unexpectedly, going out on patrol can trigger routine tasks.

It's really dumbfounding.

Because the friend chat system cannot be used in the mission.

He gestured to Huang Xingyan inside Bureau 704, asking if he had received the mission.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the two first calmed down the mood of the restaurant crowd, and then silently counted the number of people.

Including the kitchen staff, there are 102 people of all ages, men, women and children.

There must be more than this number of people in the entire water forest park.

But the current situation is shrouded in dense fog and visibility is extremely low.

Under the three-hour task time limit, it is simply unrealistic to take everyone in the park to escape together.

"Let's escort this group of people away first, and we'll talk about it when we meet along the way."

Luo Zimo could only say a word, picked up the murderous Type 97 shotgun, stood on the table with a small jump, and began to direct everyone to find usable weapons for self-defense.

"The task prompt given by the system is very vague.

Neither how many players participated nor whether players were counted.

Even if you don't save another person in the middle, and don't count the number of known players, based on 5 experience points per head, you still have 505 experience points and game coins.

But it is not sure whether there are lone wolf players who hide their identities like me in the crowd. "

Qin Nuo, who was in the mix, observed and thought to himself.

"Xiao Mao, I'm afraid."

Qiao Anan, with a pale face, took Qin Nuo's arm and leaned close like a frightened little hamster.

Qin Nuo, who loves his job and works hard, controls his pupils and facial expressions, trying to make a gesture of "Although I am afraid, but I will protect you".

It not only shows the fear that ordinary people should have when facing supernatural events, but also does not forget the responsibility that "boyfriend" should have.

It's a shame not to be an actor.

Soon everyone rummaged to find all kinds of equipment for self-defense.

Including but not limited to kitchen knives, fire extinguishers, dinner plates, steel pans, etc.

Qin Nuo didn't lose his reputation to snatch weapons like shovels and pot lids from others.

He took off the iron chain on his belt, then pulled off the iron lock on the door and buckled it on one end of the chain, while holding the other end in his hand.

This kind of simple meteor hammer is simple in material and easy to make, and it will not cause any suspicion when passing through the security check.

A buckle on the belt is an ornament.

Take it down and wield it wantonly, and it becomes a heavy weapon in street hand-to-hand combat.

If you hit someone, at least you will have your head smashed, and the blood will flow profusely.

It is very in line with Qin Nuo's current "bad boy" personality.

When he was looking for weapons, he also secretly ordered the old godmother, pepper powder and other sundries and stuffed them into the backpack while everyone was not paying attention.

Luo Zimo urged everyone to leave when only the floor tiles were left in the entire restaurant, not even a single chopstick was left.

The crowd is lined up in a 10*10 square array.

Adult men hold weapons on the outside, and old and weak women and children are on the inside.

At the four corners of the phalanx, there are people holding lighting equipment, illuminating the four directions.

Each of them also held two fire hoses spliced ​​together, and the ropes surrounding the phalanx prevented people from accidentally leaving.

Of course, not everyone wants to follow suit.

Certain young people with pot heads and peas shoes are such representatives.

The stubborn little eyes glared at the two players, as if to say, "Although I can't beat you, I just refuse to accept it and don't leave. You have the feeling that you will kill me with one shot."

But when Luo Zimo really aimed his gun at them, he immediately bowed his head and obeyed obediently.

What are you drawing?

After the team was set up, Luo Zimo of LV5 led the way in front, and Huang Xingyan of LV2 led the way in the rear.

About a hundred people left the restaurant in a mighty manner and walked into the depths of the thick fog.

Although Qin Nuo was a minor, his physique was taller than [-]% of the men present, and he was also placed on the outside.

After the restaurant behind him was completely covered by thick fog, he quietly used the title skill survey.

The 10-point perception and the dynamic vision comparable to a high-definition camera can only increase the visibility from ten meters to 15 meters.

"It's a little weird."

He frowned slightly, turned off the title skill, and continued to pretend to be an ordinary person and follow the team.

Due to the failure of all electronic equipment, Luo Zimo held a paper map of the Water Forest Park and tried to identify the road ahead.

According to the route, you need to walk three kilometers north to the caravan camp when you come out of the restaurant, then walk around the ring road to get out from the south exit, and then cross the Dream Forest to reach the park gate.

Not complicated, but not easy to walk.

Especially the last section of Dream Forest is not an ordinary woodland.

But a metasequoia forest full of duckweed.

Chapter 105 Blood Chase (7), Encounter

Before departure, two officers of Bureau 704 had tested it with a portable gamma spectrometer, and determined that there were no radioactive elements in the fog that could endanger the human body.

Otherwise, they would not dare to lead more than 100 civilians into the dense fog.

However, the limited viewing distance still made Luo Zimo uncomfortable.

Electronic signals are blocked, and radio communication cannot be used, which is equivalent to cutting off all contact with the outside world.

Even drones cannot fly normally in dense fog.

"Fortunately, the thermal imaging searchlight can be used."

He took out the individual soldier's helmet-mounted binoculars from his backpack, unzipped the elastic band and put it on his head.

After confirming the position, holding a Type 95 assault rifle, he carefully led the team forward.

Huang Xingyan, who was in the rear, also took out the binoculars and put them on his head, urging the tourists behind the line to hold the ropes and not to leave orders.

Due to the addition of several single tourists on the way, the speed of the team was slowed down again.

It usually takes more than half an hour to travel, and it took almost an hour to walk.

When a turning intersection and a sign appeared in sight, Luo Zimo's worried eyes finally showed a hint of relief.

The caravan camp has arrived.

"Xiao Mao, can we escape?"

Qiao An'an, who had been following Qin Nuo, was in a panic at this moment.

It was originally a good time to go out with the "boyfriend", but how did it become a temple escape?

And the Corgi, which is comparable to the monster in Resident Evil, is too shocking.

Not only her, but other tourists feel the same way.

Horror and weirdness in film and television works appear in the real world, and it is difficult for any ordinary person with a normal mind to accept.

"It's okay, we will definitely go out."

Qin Nuo patted the other party's shoulder lightly, and said the classic lines that the box lunch characters in disaster survival movies would say.

Just like the first creep in the house always dies the fastest.

Boss Hei said that after finishing this ticket, I will wash my hands in the golden basin, and then there will be no more.

The hostess said to the male partner: We are all waiting for you to come back, you must come back.The last male supporting role died.

Machine Oil blocks the enemy with his body and says to the protagonist, hurry up.The protagonist doesn't leave, and waits until the engine oil burps before starting to run.

The male protagonist of the watermelon stand was stabbed more than a dozen times by Hua Qiang, and he was still struggling to call 120 for help, but he died when the soy sauce fell down.

This kind of routine is often tried and tested in domestic dramas.

Qin Nuo set the flag, and there must be an accident in the future.

Just when Luo Zimo carefully checked the situation ahead with a thermal imager to confirm whether the RV camp was safe.

There was a noise of hurried footsteps coming from the mist.

"Who?"

Luo Zimo pulled the bolt of the gun and asked loudly.

Soon, the footsteps slowed down, and several figures approached nervously.

Navy blue uniform, silver gray tie, brim hat bound with large badge.

"police?"

Luo Zimo was puzzled, and the vigilance on his face eased a little.

However, the four police officers on the opposite side realized that he was actually holding an assault rifle, and immediately took tactical evasion and hid behind the concrete pillar of the sign.

After a few crisp reloading sounds, the four PX18 pistols were all aimed at Luo Zimo.

"Put down the gun!"

A middle-aged police officer shouted sharply.

"Captain Feng, he has a lot of hostages!"

After another police officer found more than 100 ordinary tourists, he sounded a reminder.

"More than 100 people?"

The first to speak out was the middle-aged police officer known as Team Feng, who leaned on the concrete pier with his shoulders and checked the situation with the help of the reflection from the water stains on the ground.