Getting the best from Tarkov

Since he had decided to move forward, Liao Fan changed his cowardly attitude. He first adjusted the laser pointer mode to visible light and turned off the switch, then refilled the two spare magazines on his body with bullets.

Finally, he took out another yellow needle and pricked it into his arm.

These are all preparations complete.

After the injection, Liao Fanping held up the MP7, bent his legs slightly, and groped forward bit by bit, leaning against the wall on the left.

While Liao Fan was pressing forward, the people behind the wall were almost beaten to a pulp.

One of the two who had initially pushed forward had already fallen to the ground, and the remaining one looked extremely miserable. Not only were there bullet holes all over his body, but just the sight of his right leg twisted at an odd angle made it clear that the two men's forward push had failed.

But it cannot be said that there are no achievements at all.

In the room at the end of the corridor, there were also three PMCs, but only one was still standing.

Among the two people lying on the ground, one was black and was probably badly injured by a grenade, while the other one who was also lying on the ground was a pure unlucky guy.

It turned out that when the grenade was thrown, this person guessed that the opponent would press forward, so he planned to create a time difference with the grenade explosion, go over in advance, fire two shots and then run away.

But just as he ran over, a teammate behind him accidentally fired his gun due to excessive nervousness, and directly drilled a hole in the back of his head with the M855A1.

The culprit was unable to dodge the grenade, and when he was regretting killing his teammate by mistake, he was blown more than three meters away by the grenade right at his feet, hitting the wall behind him and bouncing back.

Fortunately, it was an offensive shock wave grenade, otherwise it would be uncertain whether we could find a complete limb.

As for the only person left in the team, he happened to kill one of the two people who were rushing over in a panic and random shooting. The remaining one also did not escape and was hit several times at close range by 7.62*39mm caliber BP bullets.

If the bulletproof vest this guy was wearing wasn't strong enough, he would have probably been killed in the next game with his teammates.

But this is a good deal for Liao Fan.

The situation that I was originally facing 5 people suddenly became 2...one and a half.

Seeing the situation like this, Liao Fan no longer played any tricks and rushed into the door at the end of the corridor with a submachine gun.

Then, while the other party was still unable to react, he shot him away with a burst of bullets.

After killing the last PMC with all four limbs intact, Liao Fan didn't even care about the other person in the next room. He just took out a cell phone from his chest and turned away.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the rows of filing cabinets without even looking back.

As a human being, you must be clear about your purpose.

For example, Liao Fan, now he is oblivious to the corpses on the ground, and his eyes are only focused on the rows of filing cabinets.

But even so, after he searched through all the file cabinets on the second floor, he still sadly discovered that there were no intelligence files!

However, after experiencing the ordeal at the radar station and the underground office, Liao Fan actually no longer had any hope. Therefore, after searching all the supply points in the Crown Building, he still obediently came to the five corpses.

Looking at the various corpses lying on the ground, Liao Fan felt no wavering. Even the most miserable looking one was still much better than the one he had faced head-on after taking a thunderbolt.

However, when he began to rummage through the backpacks of the five people one by one, he saw an unexpected surprise.

I opened the first backpack and wow, there were a lot of things.

There is a big bag of BS bullets, two cans of thermite, and a phased array radar module. Not bad, I'll make a small fortune.

I opened the second backpack, and ahaha, a brand new level 6 honeycomb armor. Is this thing still available at the reserve station?

When Liao Fan opened the third coffin bag, his eyes lit up.

I saw two pieces of information just lying there in the bag.

Why doesn't this guy put on his crotch?

Not only is there information, but there are also many good things in this person's backpack.

For example, a lion eagle, a crow eagle, two tank shells, in addition to an RFIOR card reader, a military filter and a...tank battery!

Oh my god, it really happened.

It seems that a tank battery alone can be bought for a few million nowadays. Add in other miscellaneous items, and it should be around 150 million rubles.

After taking down his backpack from the roof, Liao Fan began to stuff things into the coffin bag one by one.

He first folded his weapon, removed the silencer, and stuffed it into a crate behind him.

Then he picked up a fully modified M4A1 and an AK-74N on the ground.

This should be the AK gunshot that was heard on the first floor.

In addition, Liao Fan also took off the bulletproof vests and chest mounts of the five people, dismantled the guns that could not be taken away, and even removed the grip and scope of a fully loaded MK47 and threw it directly out of the window.

Hehe, if you are picked up by Scav, there is no way to go back to the rescue~~~

It took nearly 5 minutes to finally organize the equipment of the 5 people on the ground.

The final harvest included two pieces of intelligence, a level 6 honeycomb armor, a level 6 standard body armor, an M4, an AK, a lion eagle, a phased array module, and some military electronic components. In addition, there were three cans of thermite, two filters, three mortar shells, a military battery, and a large number of miscellaneous weapon parts and disassembled bullets.

Looking at the fully stuffed coffin bag and chest mount, Liao Fan felt extremely satisfied. However, when he wanted to put the backpack on, he found a very embarrassing problem.

He can't carry this backpack...

I really can't carry it.

If he were playing the game in a conventional way, his character would have been weighed down and unable to walk by now. However, because Liao Fan came in his real body, he couldn't even carry him on his back.

Looking at the packed backpack, Liao Fan was very reluctant to give up. Finally, he endured the pain and took out MULE stimulants worth 10 rubles, a Meldonin syringe and an SJ6 combat stimulant.

As the three needles were inserted one after another, Liao Fan immediately felt the muscles all over his body swelling and itching, but the feeling came and went quickly.

After just a second or two, the strange feeling disappeared.

When Liao Fan tried to pull the backpack straps again, although it still felt heavy and difficult, he was able to lift it up.

It was obviously not realistic to carry such a heavy bag directly on his back. In the end, Liao Fan squatted down, put on the backpack, and then stood up.

I saw him adjust his posture, and then his core muscles in the waist and abdomen began to exert force, followed by his thighs suddenly tensing up.

As Liao Fan exerted more strength, the extremely heavy coffin bag was finally slowly lifted up.

When Liao Fan had completely carried the load on his back, he once again felt a heavy feeling pressing down on his shoulders.

The heavy pressure made Liao Fan unable to run. Now he couldn't even straighten his back. He could only move forward bit by bit with his back hunched like an old man.

This situation cannot support him to continue exploring other areas, and he has already made a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan decisively walked down the stairs.

Since the power switch of D-2 had been turned on, he only needed to go down the stairs of the Crown Building to the basement, then turn right and walk towards the Tail Building.

But when Liao Fan arrived at the dock, a chill suddenly surged from deep in his heart.

Without thinking too much, Liao Fan decisively sat back, and with the help of the terrifying weight of the coffin bag, he fell to the ground. Due to inertia, he even fell backwards.

At the same moment Liao Fan fell, a gunshot rang out from the end of the dock.

Looking at the bullet holes on the wall behind him, Liao Fan began to sweat.

If he hadn't fallen back subconsciously, these bullets would have hit his chest and head squarely.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan suddenly felt a surge of grievance in his heart.

Damn Lao Liu, he really deserves a miserable death!

I searched the entire map for supplies with great effort, and finally reached the evacuation point with a terrifyingly heavy backpack on my back, but you are here to wait for me. Are you going to die?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Finally, Liao Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes hardened, and he decisively took off his backpack.

After losing the seal of the coffin bag, Liao Fan felt light all over, but this was not the time to enjoy himself.

Looking at the dock outside the corner, Liao Fan felt very angry.

Aren't you just waiting for the rabbit to come to you? Okay, I'll let you do that.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan took off two grenades from his chest, pulled the safety pin without even looking at them, and threw them into the dock.

Before his hand could explode, Liao Fan opened the coffin bag and pulled out a chest pendant.

The reason I took it is because this chest mount is filled with all the grenades I looted at the reserve station this time.

"Don't you like to ambush people? Then I will bury you alive with a grenade."

While muttering, Liao Fan began to take out grenades from his pockets one by one.

Finally, Liao Fan stopped his actions only after he took out all the grenades from his chest.

Looking at the nearly 20 grenades of various types scattered on the ground, Liao Fan showed a sinister smile.

"Come on, let's see who is the bad guy."

After shouting in English, Liao Fan didn't wait for the other side to respond, and started throwing grenades at the other side one by one.

It took him more than two minutes, his ears almost deafened by the noise-collecting environment, before he finally threw all 20 grenades.

I took off my headphones and listened carefully to the sound around the corner...

No, my ears are so ringing that I can't hear anything. There's no other way but to use the old method.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan put his headphones back on, then took out a small mirror and used the reflection to check the scene behind the corner.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. After looking at it, even Liao Fan almost vomited.

All four walls of the dock were dark red, and although the searchlight under the stairs at the end was blown up, Liao Fan saw that there seemed to be something hanging on the searchlight.

The same goes for the skeleton on the dock floor and the bumps and depressions on the walls.

Without having time to guess what it was, Liao Fan put on his backpack again and walked towards the other side step by step.

It was not until this moment that Liao Fan finally saw clearly what those things were hanging.

Under the beam of the M4's flashlight, pieces of dark red flesh were scattered all over the dock, and the thing hanging on the searchlight was actually half a human arm.

Apart from that half arm, Liao Fan has not found a complete limb yet.

I did see a shoe hanging upside down from the ceiling, but I couldn't see clearly what was inside the shoe.

However, thinking about the more than two minutes of bombardment just now, Liao Fan felt that it was natural.

It would be unreasonable if it wasn't bombed like this, after all, there is no shelter to hide.

He put down his backpack and searched around with his gun in hand. Finally, he found a tattered chest mount under the floor frame. It was the gray-green vest that Scav often wore.

Apart from that, there was only an AK-101 without a dust cover. Apart from that, Liao Fan never found anything else that could be considered complete. Even the AK, he was not sure whether it was originally in that state or was blown into that state.

After tidying up the scene briefly, Liao Fan put on his backpack again and prepared to move towards the D-2 gate. But suddenly, Liao Fan felt an overwhelming force pressing down from his shoulders, directly pressing him to his knees on the ground.

And that’s not all. Not long after Liao Fan knelt down, he felt the weight on his back increase even more. Now he couldn’t even kneel down anymore, and his whole body was pressed down to the ground by the coffin.

The heavy backpack pressed down on him unexpectedly, and almost made Liao Fan choke.

Well, it seems the stimulant effect has worn off.

What should I do? I looked at the time and there were less than 7 minutes left.

It would be a pity to give him an acupuncture now, but it seems too late to delay it until the evacuation point.

Just when Liao Fan was having trouble making a decision, he suddenly thought that he could take the things away in two batches.

Liao Fan did it as soon as he thought of it. He opened the backpack and pulled out the tank battery inside, then threw the backpack hard onto his body.

Although it was still very heavy, it was no longer so heavy that he couldn't walk. He could even jog forward now.

Thinking that he would have to come back again anyway, he simply threw his helmet and bulletproof vest on the ground, including the fully modified M4.

There's no way, this gun is much heavier than AK.

Sure enough, after traveling light, the weight on his body finally returned to a range that Liao Fan could accept.

After feeling that he was ready to run, Liao Fan dared not waste any more time.

In the blink of an eye, another minute passed, and now there were less than 6 minutes left.

Fortunately, the road ahead was not very complicated, and I don’t know if it was cleared by the calf that was blown to pieces just now, but it was quite clean.

Finally, with less than 4 minutes left, Liao Fan arrived at Gate D-2.

Liao Fan slapped the power switch, and without even looking at the heavy explosion-proof door that was slowly moving to the right, he lowered his head and directly opened the coffin bag thrown on the ground, then grabbed the bottom of the coffin bag and began to pour out the contents.

Fortunately, the items inside were either chest mounts or bulletproof vests, or large items like tank shells, so the floor wasn't really littered with garbage.

After emptying his backpack, Liao Fan didn't even take his weapon this time. He just ran towards the dock with the empty coffin bag in his hands.

There was no way out and another half minute passed.

By the time he returned to the dock, there were less than four minutes left. Without giving it any time to think, Liao Fan grabbed the tank battery and threw it into his backpack. He then grabbed the backpack with one hand and the M4 rifle on the ground with the other, not even bothering to put on his body armor or helmet before running back.

Watching the time on his watch decrease second by second, Liao Fan felt anxious as if there were ants crawling in his heart.

Damn it, faster!!!

Finally, with less than 2 minutes left before the evacuation deadline, Liao Fan returned to the D-2 gate, which was now fully open.

However, when Liao Fan looked at the chest mounts, shells and other miscellaneous things scattered on the ground, his head almost exploded.

But what can I do? I can't just stand there and watch. I have no choice but to remember to put the valuables into my bag first.

Although they were all poured out of one bag, they were carefully stacked. Now they were stuffed in there so hastily that it was soon full, but there was still a piece of honeycomb armor on the ground that had not been stuffed in.

Looking at the backpack that was stuffed to the brim, and then looking at the watch that showed only 20 seconds left, I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, saying no!

Thinking of this, Liao Fan did not put the backpack on his back, but pulled it with his hands and moved it into the gate little by little. It was not until less than 7 seconds that he finally walked into the waterproof door behind the D-2 gate.

But just when Liao Fan turned around reluctantly to look at the discarded honeycomb armor, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be not wearing any armor, and he could have put it on directly just now.

Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!

Why does it feel like we have lost hundreds of millions even though we are only missing one bulletproof vest?

When Liao Fan got out of the SUV again, he was in a daze and no one knew how he managed to drag the coffin bag back to the hiding place by himself.

He walked into the hiding place, turned around to lock the door, and threw the coffin bag to the ground. Liao Fan seemed to be exhausted and fell directly onto a camp bed in the corner.

At this moment, he heard a cell phone ringing from his watch.