Chapter 104 Special Prizes
This sudden change shocked the male player holding the spicy hot pot.
He never expected that such a close connection between people would be intercepted by someone.
How the hell can you tolerate this?
"We can talk it out if you want. Don't be so rough or the soup might spill. It's just a bowl of spicy hot pot. I'll give it to you. Let me go so I can give you the spicy hot pot." The male player holding the spicy hot pot said tremblingly.
"Well, give it to me quickly and don't play tricks!" said the scarred man fiercely.
"Okay, let me go and take it." The male player held the spicy hot pot in his hand and pretended to give it to the man with the scar .
The man with the scar was probably very hungry, so he relaxed his guard and actually tried to catch it with his hands.
"Fuck you!" The male player suddenly showed a fierce look in his eyes, and he swung the bowl of spicy hot pot in his hand forward, hitting the scarred man on the face.
In an instant, a stream of hot soup and meat poured all over the scarred man's face.
"Ah!" The scarred man screamed and scratched his face with his hands.
However, the soup mixed with chili oil had already seeped into his eyes, causing him unbearable pain, and his nose, nose and tears flowed out all at once.
Upon seeing this, the male player suddenly pulled out a 9.5 cm long survival knife from his waist and stabbed it into the scarred man's lower abdomen.
The scarred man was also a ruthless guy. After feeling the stab in his lower abdomen, he endured the pain and stabbed the dagger in his hand into the male player's chest.
Both of them fell heavily to the ground.
A moment later, two new obituaries were broadcast on the regional channel.
"Player Wang Tianlin died. Cause of death: knife wound."
"Player Zhang San died. Cause of death: knife wound."
The two bloody corpses poured cold water on the lively crowd .
Only then did they remember that this was the end of the world, a world where human life was worthless. Many people became silent, and some even held weapons in their hands, looking at the people around them vigilantly.
A sense of tension began to spread.
However, the game system didn't care what they thought and continued to broadcast the information.
"Rewards for the top three players are now announced."
In front of everyone, a long table appeared, on which were placed three orange boxes, emitting dazzling light.
"Orange supply box!" a player exclaimed.
The other players' eyes widened as well.
After they entered this world, the most they saw were purple supply boxes. Some chiefs had even only seen blue supply boxes.
Although they didn't know what level the orange supply box was, they knew there must be good stuff in it.
Several players couldn't contain their excitement, and rushed out of the car with long swords and short swords, running towards the long table.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Tuohai sneered.
Others may not know the nature of the game system, but how could he not know it?
He remembered clearly how Fan Mingkun died.
He retracted his leg that was about to step forward and hugged his shoulders to watch the show.
One or two players ran the fastest and reached the long table first.
A player hugged two orange supply boxes at once.
Another player hugged the last supply box.
Seeing this, the remaining few players with weak legs and feet immediately showed their weapons and prepared to snatch.
At this moment, a piece of ground turned over from the ground behind the long table, and a fire god Gatling Bodhisattva rose from it.
The six black gun barrels began to spin rapidly driven by the motor.
"What's going on?" The player holding the supply box hadn't reacted yet.
Then gunshots were heard.
Da da da.
A series of bullets blasted the two players into pieces.
Various body parts and fragments covered the ground.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, the two players were stunned. They stared at the scene in front of them, not knowing what to do.
"Please come forward and choose your prize, starting with the first place winner."
The game system made a cold sound again.
Hearing the sound of the game system, Zhang Tuohai put on the mask on his special warfare helmet, picked up the PPSh submachine gun, and got out of the car.
Seeing those players still standing there stupidly, Zhang Tuohai pointed his gun at them: "Do you want to go back by yourself, or wait for me to take you back?"
When the players saw the black muzzle of the gun pointed at them, they were so scared that they ran faster than rabbits, quickly got back into their cars and slammed their doors.
Seeing that there were no other players staying on the field, Zhang Tuohai strode to the podium.
He glanced back and forth at the three orange supply boxes, debating which one he should choose.
[The material box on the left contains the advanced electric heater manufacturing drawings and manufacturing materials. It is powered by solar energy and gasoline, and can provide warmth in the cold winter. The working range is -50-50℃. When the temperature exceeds the working range by 50℃, the energy consumption increases by 10%. When the temperature exceeds the working range by 30℃, it loses its working ability.]
[The material box in the middle contains the manufacturing drawings and materials of crawler wheels, which can turn the wheels into crawler wheels, making them more suitable for complex road conditions such as ice and snow. They can be freely switched between wheeled wheels and crawler wheels. When the wheels are replaced with crawler wheels, the maximum speed is reduced by 30% and the fuel consumption is increased by 20%. ]
[In the right supply box, there are the drawings and materials for the manufacture of a controllable snow shovel. The controllable snow shovel is made of alloy, strong and sharp. When it is lowered, it can clear the ice and snow in front of it. When it is raised, it can be used as a shield and ram for the vehicle to hit other vehicles.]
Zhang Tuohai can also see the picture of this snow shovel.
It's like two triangular metal plates are installed in the front of the car.
Two metal plates formed a sharp angle in front of the car, like a ram, which could push away anything that was blocking the way.
The bottom of the metal plate is semi-arc-shaped, a bit like the shovel of a snowplow, but it looks more solid and has a bit more ferocious and domineering.
Zhang Tuohai hesitated among the three orange supply boxes for a while, and immediately selected the one on the far right.
The reason is very simple, the electric heater overlaps with his high-end air conditioner.
The crawler wheels overlapped his snow chains.
He can only choose a steerable snow shovel.
In fact, according to his idea, he wanted to take all these boxes away, even if he didn't need them, he could resell them.
However, if he dared to move, he was sure that the Gatling Bodhisattva behind him would definitely save him on the spot.
With no other options, Zhang Tuohai had to hold the supply box on his right and walk back with great pain.
However, just when he was halfway there, a pistol suddenly emerged from a nearby car and pointed at him.
"If you want to live, hand over that box!"
