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47 The cat catches the mouse
Zhou Beibu was eager to know how many terrorists there were on the whole ship. After he hid in the cabin and killed two terrorists who were under a carpet search, not only did he not ask the number, he was almost exposed by their shooting!
Kangaroo TV immediately pushed Fat Brother's live broadcast room to the homepage, and marked it in bright red font: Life and death speed - more than a thousand Chinese citizens were attacked on the high seas!
The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has been soaring, immediately surpassing 40 million people, and is still running towards the 50 million mark!
Brother Fat's fans, family members of Chinese citizens on board, and all the media are eager to know how things are going. Brother Fat's live broadcast room is the only place they can get the news!
Zhou Bu Bu was in the room while wearing the equipment found from the two horrors on his body, while frantically complaining.
"How do I feel that wherever I go, what will happen? It's the first time in my life that I won the lottery, and I ended up catching up with terrorists. Fat brother will show them how enthusiastic we Chinese people are!"
"Click!"
After checking, the magazines are loaded smoothly. For the fat brother, it is as natural as eating and sleeping every day!
The fat brother didn't have time to watch the mobile phone, but it did not prevent the audience from showing their "enthusiasm".
In order not to hinder the relevant personnel and departments, Kangaroo TV directly blocked the barrage in the live broadcast room, and the cheering and blessing messages in the chat box kept scrolling down, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
The top priority is to find out how many people on the other side are on board, otherwise Zhou can only think of one way - go to the monitoring room and count them one by one!
With a gun in his hand, the fat brother felt much more at ease, and even had the leisure to chat with the audience. After all, such a task had been performed too many times for Zhou Buu in his previous life.
"Everyone, Fat Brother is now going to the monitoring room of the cruise ship. From my experience, the monitoring room should be one floor below the deck."
Immediately in the live broadcast room, some netizens helped Fat Brother investigate the information of the cruise ship, just as Fat Brother guessed.
Carefully passed through the blind spot of the camera, and as soon as crept down the stairs, heard the voice of a conversation in the distance.
After listening to the fat brother for a minute or two, he didn't understand what he said. There was an undisclosed corridor between the fat brother and the two of them. Assassination was impossible, so the only way to deal with them quickly was to use a gun. hope that in the monitoring room Not many people!
The two of them didn't know what they were talking about laughing, and then they heard two gunshots. No accident, they were shot in the head by Fat Brother!
Before he could touch the corpse, the fat brother ran through the corridor for the first time, dodged close to the wall next to the door of the monitoring room, held his breath and listened carefully to the movement inside.
After about 10 minutes, the fat brother still kept his posture still, and finally heard a slight noise from the monitoring room!
Can't hold your breath anymore, the corners of Fat Brother's mouth are slightly upturned.
The terrorists in the monitoring room also pointed their guns at the door. After a few minutes, they felt uneasy, so they found a bunker and pointed their guns at the door.
The enemy must still be outside, and he also did not dare to make a sound, for fear that the enemy's bullets would penetrate the thin door and shoot at him!
The two stalemate for a while, and the terrorist heard a light sound, and then saw the door handle being slowly pressed down from the outside.
Seeing this, the terrorist narrowed his head slightly, and his index finger was already on the trigger!
As soon as a boot stepped into the monitoring room, the gun in the terrorist's hand began to spit flames frantically!
He was yelling at the same time, as if he felt that the power of the gun was stronger.
A crisp sound of "click" came into the ears of everyone in the live broadcast room, no bullets?
Only then did the terrorists realize that something was wrong. The man at the door was hit by a bunch of bullets and still didn't fall down? !
Just as was about to go up to check, saw a muzzle sticking out from the door.
"boom!"
The terrorist fell in response, and the body that helped Fat Brother block a bunch of bullets was also thrown on the ground by Fat Brother like garbage.
The fat brother walked in and shot another shot on the terrorist's head, and then dragged the corpse outside in.
In the live broadcast room, would fry when saw the fat brother's great power!
"Brother Fatty's marksmanship is amazing!"
"I couldn't hit the target with my pistol at a distance of 5 meters. Visually, the fat brother shot at a distance of more than 15 meters, and he was able to shoot two headshots in a row!"
"Fat brother's psychological quality is really awesome! The picture didn't move for 12 minutes and 32 seconds!"
"I'm studying psychology, so let me analyze a wave: The sudden silence for nearly 10 minutes after the fat man took over the two made the people in the room depressed and mad, so his first reaction when he saw someone entering the door was to shoot. He wants to vent the panic in his heart!"
"The last shot shows that the fat brother is very calm, usually he must be a murderous person..."
"Don't make another shot and wait to be killed? Your brain is flooded upstairs."
"I'm a retired soldier, and the fat brother's set is simply a textbook raid!"
"I think it's easy for Fat Brother to go to shoot e-sports and win a championship?"
"E-sports don't need vision, let's find out about it upstairs."
The fat brother's skillful touching of the corpse made the audience in the live broadcast room sweat. Is this guy really an anchor!
The walkie-talkie next to the monitor suddenly rang a rustling sound, and then the person inside was speaking American English saying that they heard gunshots and asked about the situation in the monitoring room.
The audience in the live broadcast room thought that Fat Brother could not understand English, and they were constantly helping him to translate. Who knew that Fat Brother picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and stunned everyone with his fluent London accent.
"I've sent your friend to see God!"
"Who are you?"
There was a murmur on the walkie-talkie, and then a low male voice came from the other end. The fat brother heard that this guy was the brown-haired ghost who shot and killed three of his compatriots!
"My name is Li Xiaoyao!"
"Li Xiaoyao, do you want to play cat and mouse? I don't mind having some fun!"
"Although I don't like eating mice, I don't mind killing you either!"
The fat brother is serious, and he is indeed a good player! As soon as the voice fell, heard the sound of the walkie-talkie being thrown to the ground...
"This psychological quality... the threshold for terrorists is really getting lower and lower!"
The fat brother made the audience in the live broadcast room amused with a spit, and immediately dispelled the tense atmosphere just now.
As soon as picked up the microchong on the ground, saw a 7.62 caliber SCAR-H rifle on the table next to it, and was dripping with cold sweat.
"Comrades, have you seen this one in Fat Brother's hand? The SEALs are active duty rifles, and the 762 bullets will definitely shoot through the terrorist in the explosion-proof suit just now!
The terrorist probably chose the light one because he thought the SCAR was too heavy. The fat brother was really lucky today! "
After searching for a while, the fat brother glanced at the monitors on the wall, made a small trap and quickly left the monitoring room.
Before walking 200 meters, heard a loud noise from the direction of the monitoring room.
It was the grenade trap that Fat Brother placed at the door of the monitoring room that was triggered!
"At least kill two!"
The fat man said softly.
"You want to play cat and mouse with me on such a big ship, let's see if I won't kill you!"