Chapter 194 Fuel

The mighty row of yachts drove forward smoothly, and the calm sea was full of golden shards like sequins.

The weather today is very good, the sea is also very face-off, and these yachts have not encountered too many waves. But all this is like the tranquility before the storm...

Before the sun went down, almost all the yachts came to the edge of the high seas.

The masters on the yacht immediately stopped laughing and playing. The smoker stubbed out the cigarette butt; the drinker put the bottle aside; the card player threw the poker under the table, and everyone stood on the deck of the yacht in unison, looking in front of the enemy. That unknown piece of sea.

The bearded man standing with Jiang Cheng showed a knowing smile.

"Mr. Jiang, the high seas have finally arrived, and Qiao Yunshan’s game is about to start. Let’s talk, how is he going to do the first step? The tricks of sending killers and planting bombs... For these top players, just It's like tickling."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the man in surprise, and couldn't help but say:

"This gentleman, you are really good! Qiao Dong did say the same thing as you!"

"This is common sense. There are experts in every force who are proficient in exploration, and those methods will not work at all. But Qiao Shan will definitely not let so many people go to his sphere of influence. Are you unwilling to talk about his methods?

Oh, let me have a guess. The yacht we drive is sailing on the endless sea. So...what is the worst case? Fresh water and food are all well prepared. Where Qiao Yunshan can do things, there is only fuel! "

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Cheng's face changed drastically!

In an instant, he showed an extremely bitter expression just like eating a caterpillar.

"You... how can you guess so accurately?"

"Ha, I really made my guess. As for the reason I guessed, it is also very simple. The yacht is provided by you. It is easy to make a fuss on the yacht. It is not difficult to guess."

Jiang Cheng stared at the terrifying man who made his back cold, and he was already panicked. But after a while, he calmed down and said to the man:

"I want to announce the first level of the death game. Allow me to pick up the walkie-talkie?"

The man smiled and nodded in acquiescence.

Then Jiang Cheng walked with him to the yacht's private room. In the center of the private room, there is a black precision instrument that is half a person high. At the top of this instrument, a huge headset is placed.

"This machine can communicate with all ships. And as long as I turn on the switch and speak into this headset, people on other yachts can clearly hear me."

The man still laughed and said nothing.

Seeing that the man had no objection, Jiang Cheng cleared his throat and turned on the instrument. He said loudly into the headphones:

"Attention, everyone who participated in the death game! The first level of the death game officially begins!

Here, I want to tell you an unfortunate news. Your respective yachts are out of fuel! In other words, you can only drift with the sea now!

However, Mr. Joe did not want everyone to feed the sharks, so he prepared a box of spare fuel for each yacht!

But well... this tank of spare fuel is still not enough for you to successfully reach the island where Mr. Joe is. After our careful calculation, every yacht needs at least two boxes of this fuel to reach the destination!

What should I do next, I think everyone knows what to do?

Of course, this is the first level of the death game, the battle for fuel! Whoever can get two tanks of spare fuel will have the opportunity to move on! The opportunity is not to be missed, and the loss is not to come. Please hurry up and stand out in the first level of the game. "

In every yacht's broadcast, Jiang Cheng's utterly loud words came. Everyone on the yacht frowned in an instant, and fell into hard thinking!

They have all imagined what Qiao Yunshan might use. But using this way of competing for spare fuel to open the real scene of the death game was unexpected.

The heads of the four major mercenary groups, the Snow Wolf, and the leaders of all forces are all thinking about the best response strategy.

Is it true that as Qiao Yunshan wished, all forces started a melee? Just to compete for that tank of spare fuel?

The yacht team has reached the high seas. Even if it is a murder here, there will be no worries, but if you really want to do this, wouldn't it happen to be caught by Qiao Yunshan?

Everyone knows the purpose of Qiao Yunshan's trap, but everyone has to face the problem of insufficient fuel.

If you don't fight for fuel, you can neither go back nor reach the island where Qiao Yunshan is based on the spare fuel tank.

Of course, if there are two forces that can trust each other, even if they are on the same yacht... But, which force does not covet China's national treasure? Which force will truly cooperate with others?

You let someone on the boat, what if you lead a wolf into the house? Compared with the open fight, it is really difficult to sleep and eat in the same boat.

This is a big dilemma.

but.

This problem is not a problem at all for Lin Chen's team.

Originally, Lan Miaoxin, who had always been frightened and frightened, fell into a state of helplessness after hearing Jiang Cheng's words, but the bloated beard laughed:

"Don't worry, I had expected that they would make a fuss about fuel. So... what are you looking at?"

The bearded hand pointed to the pile of luggage they brought.

Lan Miao took a look, but didn't find anything strange.

"This is our luggage? There are fresh water, food, and some guns and ammunition, but what else is there?"

Luhu walked to the luggage, writhing in it, and slowly took out a square black box.

"This is a signal tracker. I expect that Jiang Cheng will also go to the island where Qiao Yunshan is located, so I prepared for him early. As long as we drive the yacht to him now... hey, his yacht is There is enough fuel to take us to that island."

Lan Miaoxin's eyes widened suddenly, and she woke up and said, "Yes! This is a very good idea!"

"Hey, how can you get a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair? This is an old Chinese saying that is very appropriate here."

Lan Miaoxin nodded, and immediately thought of another key point:

"By the way, did you see Lin Chen? Did he come? This guy... took me on the boat, but he was gone."