Getting the best from Tarkov

After killing the last enemy, Liao Fan did not rush to search. He had finally confirmed that there was no danger behind him. Why would he leave such a good position at that time?

After reloading the magazine, Liao Fan returned to the bushes where he had initially hidden. As before, he observed the plain below the cliff through the gaps in the grass.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, a new target appeared in Liao Fan's sight.

Two PMCs with very shabby equipment and extremely wretched looks were seen walking in twists and turns from the distant signal station towards the sanatorium.

They looked like two real garbage men. Of course, it was also possible that the mission was simply progressing slowly.

To be honest, Liao Fan is very understanding when it comes to completing tasks.

Liao Fan's head was swollen from all those damn tasks.

Ermao was with him in the previous gear, so Liao Fan didn't need to wear a hat. He just followed her instructions and went here and there.

But this time, due to Ermao's mysterious disappearance, Liao Fan had to do the whole thing by himself.

However, this game didn't have any quest reminders, so you had to figure things out on your own. And because Liao Fan was a real-life character, he couldn't switch screens while playing the game like a normal player, or search for guides on his phone.

This means that before entering the game each time, you need to remember the task information firmly and then go through a series of explorations.

Compared to the killing mission that has been criticized by many netizens, this is actually the simplest one.

As long as there is no big brother to disturb him, with Liao Fan's marksmanship and awareness, he will not be at a disadvantage easily when facing two or three people head-on.

But finding things, collecting supplies, or marking items often finds it difficult for Liao Fan.

Several times, I forgot the target location while fighting, or mixed it up with the previous mission. In the end, I had no choice but to go back to the base to see the merchant and check the mission information again.

Or just return to reality and look for the mission guide again.

This is why the mission has not been completed yet.

Just as Liao Fan was complaining in his heart, the two little cuties in the distance had already reached the large open space under the cliff.

One of the two men had already noticed the body that had fallen to the ground.

Normally, if you see a corpse lying on the ground in the wilderness, you would think there must be an enemy nearby.

But these two were different. They all rushed forward at once, as if they were worried that they would suffer if they ran too slowly.

This is a good deal for Liao Fan.

One of them was obviously one step faster and had already arrived next to the corpse.

The other person just stood there with his back bent, looking through the man's backpack, not even squatting.

But because of this, she happened to hide her head in front of her chest. From Liao Fan's perspective, he could only see a big butt sticking up high towards him.

This made Liao Fan very angry.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

What if that person had some valuables in his bag, and the person who stole the body just put them into his trouser pocket? Then Liao Fan would have no place to cry.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan didn't dare to delay for a moment. He decisively put down the M700 in his hand, changed to the MK47 that he had been carrying on his back, turned on the safety, and fired at the man.

Perhaps to vent his inner frustration, Liao Fan suppressed the recoil and shot all his bullets into the man's butt without wasting a single one.

Almost in an instant, the man fell to the ground, and his butt was still raised high until his death.

After killing the PMC, Liao Fan decisively switched back to the sniper rifle and instantly changed the aiming direction to the person who had fallen behind.

But after seeing this, Liao Fan, who was already very depressed, was once again so angry that he almost choked.

The remaining player turned around and ran without hesitation after hearing the gunshot.

It was so fast that it felt like riding a bicycle.

You really don't care about comradeship at all, right?

Okay, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Don't you want to run away?

While thinking, Liao Fan raised his gun, aimed at the man's left leg and pulled the trigger.

An embarrassing scene happened, the shot missed.

And this is not the worst. The worst thing is that when the man heard that only one bullet hit the grass behind him, he started to move around without even a second of hesitation.

Looking at this skillful reaction makes me feel a little distressed.

Liao Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking how many times he had been shot in the back to become so skilled.

But no matter how much he feels, there is no reason to let the duck that is right in front of his mouth fly away.

Now that the opponent has started to move swiftly, it is no longer wise to continue using snipers to gamble on the unstable hit rate.

Fortunately, he still had an MK47 in his hand.

Liao Fan decisively put away the sniper rifle, raised the rifle again, took aim, and pulled the trigger decisively.

Because of the delay just now, the man had already run about 100 meters. In addition, there was already some distance between them, so the straight-line distance between the two of them was estimated to be nearly 200 meters.

The accuracy of using a rifle at this distance is not very high. Instead of wasting energy on aiming, it is better to aim slightly and shoot directly in the general direction of the opponent.

Fortunately, the distance was not particularly far, about 200 meters, and there was no cover to hinder him. Just when the second magazine was almost empty, Liao Fan saw a figure lying on the ground in the distance.

After picking up the sniper rifle and carefully checking to make sure that they were dead, Liao Fan began to silently count the number of people.

There are three in the parking lot, two running out of the building, and two running out of the signal station, which adds up to seven, plus the three in my own team... There are 10 people in total, so there should be 3 more players in the picture...

"Brother Feng! Two were killed in the East Building, and two came over from the signal station. A total of four are dead. There should be someone else in the picture."

"Emmmm, they're all dead. Two people died at the main entrance to the first floor of the east building. One was killed by Sanita, and the other was killed by... a player? Afan, go and see if any of the people you killed were calling... Guan Gong's back, showing off his sword skills?"

"Uh, what kind of ridiculous name is that... Wait a minute, I'll go check it out...

There really is one. Hahahaha, that guy was beaten to death by his own people! Hahaha, you guys look around the building, the weapons and armor on the two guys I killed all belonged to Sanita and his men, none of their own. They must have hidden their own. But we have to hurry, it's getting dark, and I don't want to run into any cultists.

"Don't mention cultists. I'm allergic to that stuff."

"Afan, I found it. It's in the bathroom of a room on the third floor. Oh my god, it's been torn to pieces."

"Hurry up, it's getting really dark, I can hardly see the road outside."

"Okay! Right now!"

Feng Laoliu was not in the multi-barrel building and was still assembling guns. Liao Fan began to count his spoils at the bottom of the cliff.

The first two people ran out of the East Building.

To be honest, Liao Fan really didn't expect Guangdonglou to be so fat!

Not to mention the two pieces of level 5 armor in the backpacks of the two people, just look at the ratchet wrenches, threaded pipes, thermite, gunpowder, and a bunch of other things in the backpacks. Not a single one is worth less than 3.

But the strange thing is that the three level 5 bulletproof vests on the two men and in their backpacks all belonged to the boss's men, and they were all brand new without any damage.

This is somewhat intriguing.

The Sanita that spawns in the sanatorium is not like the one in the luxury villa area, where you can snipe it from a distant hillside.

It is estimated that one of the two people who died was the eldest brother.

And it is very likely that the one who was beaten to death by his teammates was the eldest brother.

"Brother Feng, what's the level of the person who was accidentally killed by his teammates?"

"What's wrong, Afan? Let me see, um... Level 17? That's so low."

"That's right, the one who was mistakenly killed was a big brother. My three level 5 armors are all new and undamaged."

"Uh... okay, it's really evil."

He looked at the fully durable level 5 bulletproof vest on the ground, and then looked at his own Korund-VM armor level 5 bulletproof vest, which had been repaired several times and was full of patches.

He threw it on the ground without hesitation, and then happily put on the new gem armor. This was much more comfortable than the original bulletproof vest, although it was also steel plate armor.

Liao Fan wanted to wear another polymer armor, but when he thought about facing the Scavs that might appear later, although the polymer material was lighter, it was not easy to repair.

This is why the old steel plate armor could be patched up and used for so long. With the white ceramic material, there is no need to repair it after being hit. It is almost disposable, but that is really comfortable!

All the armor that could be put into a large off-white backpack, and all the bullets in the magazines of the two people were removed and placed into one of the chest pockets.

Then he dismantled the weapons of the two men into pieces, picked out the more expensive accessories and stuffed them into the chest mount of one of them.

Finally, all the remaining supplies, such as ratchet wrenches, were put away wherever there was space.

After everything was cleaned up, there was only a mess on the ground. Apart from a black bulletproof vest that looked beggarly and four bare rifles, there was basically nothing left.

Of course, the empty cans and compressed biscuit packaging bags on the ground don’t count.

Liao Fan has always been obsessed with eating in games.

The rich taste is really irresistible... except for canned herring.

I tried it once, and the taste was... well, I won't go into details. Anyway, after I came back, I still felt uncomfortable in my mouth.

After dealing with the two fat players, Liao Fan didn't wait for Feng Laoliu who was dawdling behind him, but walked directly towards the unlucky guy who had been sticking his butt out the whole time.

He couldn't see it from the cliff, but now that he was closer, with the dim light of the sunset, Liao Fan could see clearly how this unlucky guy died.

At first Liao Fan didn't think much about it, but when he saw the details of the body, he realized that the man's buttocks were completely broken.

And it was literally smashed.

No one even points it out, and most people may not be able to recognize which is the butt at a glance.

Through the pieces that exploded outwards and reached the cavity, one could see with the naked eye the clear cracks on the pelvic bone inside.

Not only that, some parts of the pelvis even have holes left by bullets. You know, the pelvis is one of the hardest bones in the human body.

From this, we can imagine how powerful the 7.62*39mm.BP armor-piercing bullet loaded in the MK47 is.

The man's real fatal injury was not on his buttocks, but in his chest.

During Liao Fan's scattering, several bullets penetrated his pelvis and went straight into his abdomen without losing momentum.

And this is not the end. From the wound, it can be seen that after the bullet hit the abdomen, because of the man's special posture, the bullet broke through the diaphragm from the abdomen and directly hit the lungs.

The cavity created by the powerful potential energy directly shattered the man's intestines, liver, and lungs. With the faint sunlight, one could vaguely see the rotten intestines and broken liver in the man's abdomen.

If you use a knife to cut open the opponent's chest at this time, you can see the lung tissue that has been shattered into pieces by the bullet.

But Liao Fan wasn't in the mood for that now. He looked at the man's equipment.

An AK-101 that had not been modified much, probably picked up from a Scav. Two magazines were filled with 5.56*45mm.HP bullets. The backpack was empty, with only a energy-saving light bulb and a pack of wafer biscuits.

After stuffing the only valuable back row into his pocket, Liao Fan followed Lao Liu and the boss who was accompanying the team and evacuated towards the road leading to the customs.

Perhaps it was because it was too dark, and the three of them were afraid of getting lost, so they kept moving forward in the dark, following the wall. Although they unfortunately encountered a patrolling Scav during the process, they were still safe.

It wasn't until they reached the evacuation point that the three of them relaxed. There was no other way; it was simply too dark.

It was so dark in the evening that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. Even at night there was moonlight so you could barely see a little.

At this time, the visual distance of the three people was less than 5 meters, which was extremely dangerous in the wild.

Fortunately, we were able to evacuate successfully without any danger.

It is really hard to say who gained the most this time.

Although Liao Fan did not stay in the sanatorium for the entire time, the three level 5 bulletproof vests were enough to deal with almost 90% of the problems at the current stage.

That's not even counting the messy stuff.

But Feng Laoliu also found a lot of good things on time.

Like intelligence documents, green batteries for rings and watches, and even two white key cards for the laboratory.

The boss who accompanied him also gained a lot.

The three covered weapons buried by the people in the East Building belonged to him, and he also completed the mission by the way.

And in the end, the ending where only Time suffered a huge loss was successfully achieved, just like what Feng Laoliu said: Time is a sacrifice to the heaven, and the magic power is boundless.

However, it wasn't until Liao Fan was sorting out the warehouse that he remembered that he seemed to have missed someone...

Forget it, I guess he’s just a poor guy, so I’ll just not go.