151: Chapter 51: The Killing Blow 151: Chapter 51: The Killing Blow So bombs perford exceptionally well, like remote-controlled, incendiary, and tracking ones; any attack with these could eliminate a player.
However, players usually kept these as trump cards for life-saving situations.
So, on hearing the captain’s command, the three team mbers ignored it, understanding how precious these scarce items were; after all, they had only collected a few over six days.
“A bunch of indecisive morons.” The woman in jeans, originally holding her jet bomb ready to throw, looked at the situation and gave up.
Without any trust within this temporary team, she wasn’t comfortable unless she held onto her bomb.
The captain also cursed silently, glanced at Tang Zheng who showed no signs of backing down, and started to retreat.
“Hehe, don’t want to throw them?
Then, I will.” Tang Zheng pulled out a tracking bomb, swiftly targeted the guy who was enthusiastically chasing him and triggered it.
Seeing the bomb emitting smoke and approaching, the crowd went wild trying to evade, unable to determine the bomb’s target.
“Is this your so-called group of wolves tactics?
It’s rely a joke.” Tang Zheng mocked them as he continued throwing bombs, not pausing for even a mont, causing the unfortunate scapegoat to take a hasty, unplanned route.
“Can you change your target?” the scapegoat scread at the top of his lungs, not even caring about the cold sweat on his forehead, running away desperately with a bitter expression.
“It’s your fault for being so ugly.” Tang Zheng retorted but inside he was sowhat irritated.
He couldn’t afford to waste ti; he had to finish this group off before the dominant triangle beca a problem, or things would get tricky.
“Still not throwing your bombs?
Waiting to die?” Once the scapegoat who’d been targeted managed to dodge the tracking bomb, he yelled out, “Are you guys even allies?”
“Stop quibbling and going on about irrelevant matters, if you are brave enough, you throw first.” the other man roared back, “I am holding onto it to save my own life.”
“Three minutes have passed and four of you can’t take down one man.
Are you not ashad?
Do you have any dignity left?” The woman in jeans was furious with an exasperated expression, “Wait any longer, and we’ll all be done for.”
“If you had followed my command, we would have dealt with him by now.” The captain also started to complain, ridding himself of bla; ridiculously, the three people started arguing among themselves.
Tang Zheng was pleased with this, knowing that talking while running could affect their breathing and they would soon feel breathless.
“Hey, hey, is this dissension in the ranks now?
You need to stick together!” Tang Zheng laughed.
Taking advantage of their distraction, he started to strategically plant remote-controlled bombs on the ground.
He then shouted at the scapegoat ahead, “I feel sorry for you, you are about to die and they still have the mind to squabble.”
“You are the one who is going to die.” The scapegoat shot back with a curse, feeling provoked, “Are you three not going to act?
If you piss off, I’ll throw my bomb, and we’ll all be dood.”
“Don’t be impulsive.” The woman in jeans hurriedly yelled.
The faces of the two other n also turned sour, and they started sprinting towards Tang Zheng.
“This kid must have a potent new type of bomb, otherwise, why would they treat him as such a threat?” Tang Zheng beca more vigilant, no longer putting pressure on the chase, instead focusing on hitting the three guys behind him.
After planting ten remote-controlled bombs on the ground, Tang Zheng thought it was sufficient.
He started using a tid bomb to force the scapegoat ahead to move in his intended direction, so those guys behind would follow suit.
“Good chance, nobody has seen it.” Seeing the captain run into the range of the planted remote-controlled bombs, Tang Zheng praised himself inwardly and decisively pressed the detonation button on his wrist controller.
BOOM, with a thunderous roar, the captain was hit directly by the explosion.
His blood-soaked body sorsaulted into the air, and a missing piece of his thigh flew upward, then fell with a flop into the bushes.
The woman in jeans and her companion who were following close behind the captain shuddered from the horrifying scene, feeling a chill rise up their spines.
All their sweat glands jumped to full alert, instinctively stopping to search for bombs on the surrounding ground.
“When did you bury those bombs?
That’s just treacherous!” The woman in jeans cursed at Tang Zheng while hesitating to continue the chase.
“Don’t worry, keep chasing, there are definitely no bombs around here.
How could he have so many remote-controlled bombs to set a trap?” the kid who was being chased looked timid after witnessing the captain’s death.
He was ready to escape; however, before doing that, he had to find a scapegoat to divert Tang Zheng’s attention.
“You found out.
You’re really smart.” Tang Zheng said insincerely, but inside he was laughing, wondering how he’s going to kill him later.
“What are you waiting for?
He’s thrown thirty bombs until now, most probably used up all his supply.
Let’s put on our best effort.” The scapegoat continued to influence them.
But noticing the mocking smile lingering at the corner of Tang Zheng’s mouth, he doubted his own words.
Tang Zheng seed extrely relaxed and comfortable, like he was strolling in his back garden.
The woman in jeans and her companion exchanged glances, and finally got motivated to chase again.
But this ti, they also took out their kept-as-a-last-resort bombs.
The woman had three ten-centiter-long, coin-thick new type of bombs.
The second she pressed the button to light them up, hot flas spurted out from the tail end of the bomb.
They shot out like bullets with lightning speed; in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Tang Zheng.
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