Getting the best from Tarkov

(Since the author is blind, I beg readers to mark typos in a timely manner.)

Ever since having dinner with the beautiful chairman, their relationship has begun to return to the state where Liao Fan was mistaken for a hidden boss, but there are still some differences.

Looking at Tang Yunong slumped on the sofa in his office with no posture at all, Liao Fan felt like complaining. He didn't know what this woman was busy with all day. Wasn't she just doing some beauty treatments and checking the financial statements of various companies? Why was she so tired?

"Chairman, you're always coming to me for whatever you need. Aren't you really afraid that other colleagues in the company will make things up?"

"What? You seem reluctant to let a beautiful lady like me stay in your room. Oh~~~ That's right, it's not convenient for you to stay at Yang Xue's place when I'm here, right?"

"Hey, that's enough. Tell me, what happened today?"

"Tsk, that's boring. Do you remember the beauty association I mentioned to you last time? There's an industry gathering in Japan next month. Can you accompany me?"

"Ah? Why? Shouldn't you ask those industry experts under your command to accompany you on this matter? What's the point of asking a layman like me to follow you?"

"What's the point of asking them? This isn't an academic forum, it's just a business gathering. It would be boring if they came along... and they'd have to ask me to reimburse them when they get back."

"Fuck! That's too much! So you asked me to accompany you just so I could treat you? Then why didn't you bring your husband?"

"Him? ...He's busy. Just tell me whether you're going or not. Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Hey~~~the couple had a fight and insisted on calling me. I'm telling you, I can go, but if your husband asks about it in the future, you have to explain for me. I haven't even got married yet."

"Tsk, it's okay, let's go! Little man~~~"

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Looking at Tang Yunong pushing the door open with cat-like steps and twisting her body with each step, Liao Fan couldn't help but frown slightly.

Although Tang Yunong hid it well, Liao Fan still saw a hint of subtle disgust and fear on her face when she mentioned her husband.

It is understandable to feel annoyed. After all, it is normal for a young couple to have some emotions and resistance when they quarrel and lose their temper.

But why would there be fear between husband and wife? Could it be that her husband is abusive?

No way, how could you bear to hit such a beautiful wife?

Without thinking any more, Liao Fan looked at the time and it was almost time to get off work.

Ever since Ermao said he had something to do and couldn’t be online recently, he really hasn’t appeared again.

Even though it was Christmas two days ago, he didn't receive a reply to the message he sent.

Thinking about some details before she went offline, I felt some worries for no reason.

But this is not something Liao Fan can do. After all, the two of them are just netizens who play games together.

Thinking of playing games, Liao Fan looked at the time. Well, it was almost time for Feng Laoliu to start his live broadcast.

Without wasting any more time, Liao Fan turned off his computer, tidied up his desk, and headed towards the underground garage with a garbage bag.

Sitting in his own R8, Liao Fan felt a sense of emotion. It was clearly a new car, but when it came into his hands, it became a second-hand car for no reason.

On the contrary, Yang Xue drove the R8 and then the Z4, all of which were new!

In Shanghai in January, it gets dark very quickly.

Sitting in the driving seat of a sports car, I looked at the fashionable girls on the roadside wearing heavy windbreakers and only wearing stockings on their lower bodies.

They stood by the office building, shivering in the cold wind, waiting for her luxury car. Liao Fan couldn't help but sneer: The life of the rich is really so simple and unpretentious.

After simply eating a bowl of noodles at his doorstep, Liao Fan immediately went home, turned on his computer, logged into YY and played games.

Sure enough, in the room, Feng Ge, Shi Guang and a stranger were already waiting for him.

This happened during Christmas when Liao Fan was scraping the land as usual.

They had played games together before, but at that time Liao Fan only knew the factory and customs maps, and his level was very low, so after just a few games, others stopped playing with him.

Until a few days ago, when the game updated the Christmas event, Liao Fan was killed three times in a row by Feng Laoliu who pretended to be Santa Claus, and then he was contacted again.

After the torture of completing the missions on his own, Liao Fan is now basically familiar with all the maps of Tarkov, and now he is no longer a newcomer when following the other party.

According to Feng Laoliu's habit, the team entered the sanatorium map as usual, but this time they were unlucky as the birth point was in a deserted village, which was a bit far from the sanatorium.

Since he needed to complete the shooter mission and kill 3 players with headshots in one round, Liao Fan brought a modified Remington M700 with him this time.

The original one-piece gun body was removed and replaced with a lighter modular gun body made of polymer material.

搭配Vortex Razor HD Gen.2 1-6x24 30 毫米瞄准镜和消音器，外加10发子弹的扩容弹夹。

Even for safety reasons, they loaded the guns with M61 armor-piercing rounds to prevent ricochets from hitting the helmets. After all, there were only a few people in a game, and they had to be on guard against their teammates stealing kills.

Although the location of the birth point was not very good, when the four of them were rushing towards the hillside with the gap in the west building, the sharp-eyed Liao Fan discovered that a team of three had already run from the villa area to the parking lot in front of the sanatorium.

After telling his teammates the information, Liao Fan did not rush forward directly. Instead, he walked all the way to the cliff near the gap in the west building and found a bush to lie down in.

When it comes to playing Voldemort, Liao Fan is a professional.

Looking at the parking lot under the cliff in front of him, three enemies were slowly clearing out Scavs. Their touching shooting skills made Liao Fan feel embarrassed to shoot them from behind.

Watching the PMC who fired a volley of bullets but not only failed to kill the man but also had his leg broken by the Scav, Liao Fan suppressed the urge to laugh and aimed his gun at the man's head.

This rookie should go back and tidy up the warehouse, lest he accidentally hurt his teammates.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Since the distance was only about 100 meters and the sight parameters were adjusted in advance, the bullet hit the unlucky guy's helmet without a doubt.

But an outrageous scene happened. The black bulletproof helmet was hit by an M61 bullet and sparks flew out.

The unlucky guy was first hit on the head by a bullet and staggered forward, then he squatted behind a bus and dodged the bullets as if nothing had happened.

It ricocheted? Is that outrageous? Aren't Tarkov helmets supposed to be bulletproof? Why do they work so well on mine?

Unconvinced, Liao Fan turned his gun around, aimed at another PMC who was searching for corpses at the door of the tool room, and decisively pulled the trigger.

It turns out that the unlucky guy at the beginning was not unlucky at all.

As the recoil of the gun was transmitted to his shoulder, the scope shook slightly. Liao Fan clearly saw that the head of the enemy that the crosshairs were aiming at did not shatter into pieces like a falling watermelon as depicted in the movies.

Instead, a stream of blood spurted out, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground.

Compared to the Scav lying on the ground beside him, beaten to a pulp, the PMC's death could be said to be very peaceful.

After completing a kill, Liao Fan saw that his teammates had already surrounded the enemy hiding behind the car. Fearing that his kill would be taken away, he decisively aimed at the enemy's head and pulled the trigger.

But something weird happened again.

That damn helmet saved his life once again.

Looking at the dazzling sparks in the sight, Liao Fan felt a little unstable.

This guy wouldn't have raped the goddess of luck.

How lucky it is that two M61 bullets ricocheted.

This game is not really that real in my case.

Seeing the enemy being killed by his teammates' concentrated fire, Liao Fan was furious. But what made it even more infuriating was that Feng Laoliu's mocking words came from the headset: "Hey, Afan, what kind of ridiculous shooting skills are you? At such a close distance, you didn't hit the target with two shots?"

"Bullshit! This bastard's head must have been blessed by the Buddha. Two bullets ricocheted off in a row!"

"Hahahaha, I can't help it, I'm dying of laughter!!!"

"Time!! Just laugh, this is not important!"

Da da da... "Oh my god! Brother Feng!!! There's another one hiding at the bottom of this slope!!!"

"Hahahahahaha, Afan, you really have a great mouth. Hahahaha, Shi Guang, why did you provoke him?! Hahahaha"

Since the last remaining enemy was on the back slope, Liao Fan's position could no longer be seen, so he could only watch his two remaining teammates take the last kill.

But he no longer cared at this point.

Seeing Shi Guang being murdered by someone, Liao Fan felt very happy.

Lightspeed packed up the equipment of the two PMCs in the parking lot. Liao Fan picked up an MK47 and put it on his back, and also took some grenades. Seeing that Rufeng had hidden Shi Guang's equipment, the three of them headed towards the sanatorium again.

Because the location of the birth point was not very good, the four of them had another encounter with others on their way here.

Fearing an ambush, the three of them did not rush in directly.

Since Liao Fan had a mission to complete, the task of setting up the gun fell on him.

Seeing the two teammates in front of him running into the west building, Liao Fan did not follow them closely, but turned around and went around to the cliff near the east building.

Looking down from here, Liao Fan could see the plain in the distance in its entirety. As long as someone showed up from here, he would be discovered immediately by Liao Fan.

Hard work pays off. After lying in ambush near the cliff for 5 minutes, Liao Fan heard footsteps.

But the problem is, the footsteps came from the east building.

Judging from the sound, it seemed like there were two people. In order to complete the task, Liao Fan did not aim the MK47 gun, but found a bush to hide in.

Judging from the direction and size of the sound, Liao Fan was sure that the other party should be near the substation at the moment, and it seemed that they were preparing to come out from the gap on the east side.

It was a good opportunity. After Liao Fan reported the information to his teammates, he hid himself completely.

Hiding in the bushes, through the gap, Liao Fan saw two 180cm strong men carrying two bulging backpacks, staggering out of the gap one after another.

I was wondering why they didn't go to the west building, but chose to go back the same way. Look at their backpacks, they are so fat.

Looking at the chest mount that was stuffed full of gear and the two bulging backpacks on his back that were almost about to burst.

Is the East Building really that lush? Could two people search it full?

Just as Liao Fan was wondering what kind of goodies the other person might have in his backpack, he heard an unfamiliar voice from his earphones: "Brother Feng, Sanitar has been killed."

Well, no wonder he was so fat, it turned out that he killed the boss group in the sanatorium.

Then the backpack probably contains the other person's bulletproof vest or weapons.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan looked at the two people who had already walked to the bottom of the cliff and were heading towards the back mountain, and decisively raised his gun and aimed.

Since Liao Fan was standing on the same path the other party had walked, the two men were completely unprepared for Liao Fan on the cliff behind them.

There was a slight gunshot, and one of the PMCs holding the VSS fell to the ground.

The blood gushing from the head dyed the green grass red. The blood on the grass seemed to be mocking the ignorance and stupidity of the deceased.

Seeing his teammate fall to the ground inexplicably, the other player was obviously frightened.

In a panic, the man fell to the ground.

But the other party soon realized that the enemy should be on the cliff behind him.

Thinking of this, the PMC took off his backpack as fast as he could and crawled all the way to the cliff, probably intending to use the blind spot to avoid Liao Fan's sniper.

Although the idea is good, there will always be many inexplicable changes when it comes to putting it into action.

Just when the man threw away his backpack and wanted to run, from Liao Fan's perspective, the man's backpack seemed to be caught on something on his chest, and he couldn't take it off for a while.

What Liao Fan didn't know was that the player below the cliff was cursing and pressing "Z" frantically: "This damned rubbish game is freezing again!!! Why can't I throw away my bag!!!"

At this time, this real unlucky guy had no way to take off his backpack because it was hooked to his chest, so he could only move towards the cliff step by step with the heavy backpack on his back.

With such a good opportunity right in front of us, I would be struck by lightning if I missed it.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan decisively lay down on the edge of the cliff and aimed at the player who was moving under the cliff.

Perhaps he felt that the Grim Reaper was looking at him, and the PMC happened to raise his head when Liao Fan took aim and was about to pull the trigger.

A bullet hit the PMC right in the middle of the face.

If there was a slow-motion camera at this moment, you would be able to see that the first thing that came into contact with the bullet was the bridge of the man's nose.

The powerful kinetic energy of 7.62*51 allows the bullet to shatter the fragile defense the moment it touches the bridge of the nose.

The broken bones were pushed out by the blood that followed.

Due to the traction of the broken nose bridge, the whole face began to distort. First, the left half of the face twitched and twisted due to the traction of the cracked cheekbone, then the eye socket was squeezed, and finally the left eyeball was squeezed out of the eye socket.

Fortunately, the eyeball and eye socket were not damaged. If the surgery is performed in time, the vision can theoretically be restored.

But although his eyes were not damaged, the bullet broke his nose and entered his brain. The powerful potential energy directly formed a cavity, which smashed his entire brain to pieces.

If someone smashed open the other person's skull at this time, they would see tofu pudding inside that looked like it had been stirred several times with a spoon.