Long Zhan had been shrouded under the canopy, and he had been struggling to get out. The friction between his body and the canopy ropes caused a lot of noise, which affected the environment and hearing.
As a result, Long Zhan has completely lost his ability to perceive the outside world from the time he landed until now.
He had no idea when these people approached.
I don't even know how many enemies have touched me and what kind of weapons they are carrying, whether they are local indigenous SCAVs or foreign USEC and BEARs.
In this situation where the enemy was completely unknown, a gun was put to his head.
Long Zhan really didn’t dare to make any move!
The last thing we expected to happen happened. It can only be said that Long Zhan's luck was not that good. Fortunately, it was not the worst situation yet.
The other party saw that Long Zhan was so strong and killed him without even meeting him. He must have had other motives.
As long as the opponent doesn't come forward and do it, giving him some time to breathe, this is enough for Long Zhan to reverse the situation.
"Sokka, stand there and don't move, or I'll blow your head off with a shot."
A sharp reprimand in Russian came from behind. To express that he had taken control of the entire scene, the barrel of the gun on Long Zhan's head was pushed forward.
Long Zhan's head was poked forward twice, but he was not angry because of the other party's rude behavior.
Because the anger at this time is just the anger of incompetence. If you get stubborn with the other party for a little bit of dignity, the other party might really shoot your head to pieces.
You must know that this is Takov, where there are no rules and regulations, and everyone's hands are stained with blood.
To them, killing is as common as drinking water.
Therefore, Long Zhan didn't force himself to fight the man behind him for the sake of face, but he didn't immediately become a coward, begging the other party to show mercy or anything like that. Sometimes being too soft would be counterproductive.
He just said without being humble or arrogant: "I can stand here without moving, but who of you can come and help me untie these ropes on my body?"
Long Zhan speaks fluent Russian, and this question from a visitor is a classic among classics.
Standing in front of Long Zhan were two men wearing filthy coats and tattered jeans. One of them held a revolver in his hand, the other held a baseball bat, and the remaining hands held a flashlight.
It is indeed a country that has become a major importer of baseball bats in the world even though not many people play baseball.
Judging from their overall sloppy appearance and lack of any decent equipment, their status must be that of the lowest level SCAV.
After living in Takov for so many years, I haven't even gotten hold of a firearm.
It’s weird to have a high status!
The two were stunned for a moment when they heard Long Zhan's words. They glanced at Long Zhan's two-meter-tall figure, looked at each other and immediately reached a tacit understanding.
Resisted by their bodies' instinctive sense of crisis, none of them wanted to get close to this giant beast.
If there wasn't a large group of foragers who needed strong slaves who could carry the "battery ram", each slave they brought could be exchanged for a large amount of supplies. The stronger the slave, the more supplies they would receive.
And Long Zhan, this guy who fell from the sky, was so strong that it was exaggerated.
One person can at least support a group, and a single person can carry three ordinary slaves. Only by working together can the "battery ram" operate.
Looking at the entire Tarkov territory, there is absolutely no second ultimate hunk.
If you catch this, you will definitely get a big reward.
They will definitely choose the Tarkov style. They will not say any nonsense to you when they meet. They will kill you with one shot before talking about anything else.
Long Zhan was not standing here like this. The last time he was shot in the leg, he fell to the ground.
The injured Meat Ticket couldn't work and was worthless, and couldn't get rewards from the foragers. As a last resort, the trio didn't want to hurt Long Zhan.
The one holding the pistol among the two SCAVs was the little boss, and he glanced at the SCAV holding the spear behind Long Zhan.
"If you don't want to die, don't play tricks."
The SCAV holding the spear warned Long Zhan, and took a step back to make some space, allowing Long Zhan to take off his parachute.
"Hey, these guys are pretty easy to fool."
Long Zhan smiled to himself calmly, and continued to use the trick of deception: "Hey, you two, please take away the lights. I can't see clearly if you shine them. How do you unravel these?"
"Britt, you're asking for so much,"
The SCAV holding the pistol was swearing, but the movements of his hands were quite cooperative.
Seeing his little boss move the flashlight, another baseball bat SCAV followed suit, allowing Long Zhan to finally regain his vision.
Long Zhan just stood in front of them and started cutting the parachute rope hidden on his body with the knife in his hand.
There are still black spots and circles in front of his eyes, but this does not prevent him from using his peripheral vision to look at everything around him and collect as much information as possible.
After dilly-dallying with the knife for nearly half a minute, Long Zhan finally got rid of the restraints of his parachute and at the same time completely grasped the surrounding situation.
With no weight to bear, he felt light, and his desire to attack began to rise.
Long Zhan's body gradually became excited, his blood began to flow faster in his blood vessels, and various battle plans passed through his mind like running water.
"Throw the knife over, hurry up."
The Pistol SCAV seemed to be unable to wait any longer. As soon as Long Zhan untied the paracord restraints on his body, he couldn't wait to start urging him.
"Ding, clatter~"
Long Zhan was very obedient and immediately dropped the folding knife at his feet.
"It's so beautiful. It looks like high-quality goods at first glance. If you give it to the boss, you will definitely be able to exchange it for two cans of beef and a pack of cigarettes. I will share it with you to try it out together."
The pistol SCAV picked up the knife and played with it fondly. He also drew some cakes for the two younger brothers, but he did not put it in his pocket immediately.
Instead, he handed the knife to the baseball bat boy next to him, raised his head to Long Zhan and said, "Go, cut a piece of rope on the ground and tie up this big guy. It must be strong and the feet must be tied together."
"Boss, do you want me to go?"
The baseball bat SCAV swallowed his saliva and looked timid.
He really didn't dare to get close to Long Zhan.
He is only less than 1.7 meters tall. He is relatively thin among Russians. In addition, in the past few years, he has only been able to maintain food and clothing every day. He has become so thin that he is only skin and bones. His total body weight is only 100 kilograms at most.
Long Zhan, who is two meters tall and weighs more than 300 kilograms, is a giant that he wants to look up to. He is too strong to oppress him.
"If you don't go, should I? Hurry up."
The pistol SCAV scolded with a straight face, and his finger had already touched the trigger of the revolver.
Pistol SCAV was actually also scared to death, which could be seen from the fact that he first asked his younger brother to go up and tie up Long Zhan before daring to search Long Zhan's body.
It's just that he can't show off as the boss, otherwise he won't be able to control his younger brothers.
Any kindness and loyalty are useless in Tarkov. Only if the boss is more ruthless than the younger brothers, will the younger brothers listen to the boss.
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
Baseball Bat SCAV felt his heart tremble. He believed that if he persisted, there would definitely be an extra hole in his body.
Between immediate death and possible death, he had no choice but to choose the latter.
Taking the folding knife from the SCAV pistol, he looked at Long Zhan and swallowed hard again, moistening his throat that was dry due to abnormal nervousness.
He bravely bent down and began to pick out the parachute rope that tied up Long Zhan on the ground.
(End of chapter)
