The Last Player Standing: A Dystopian LitRPG Novel by Alexey Volkov

Author:Alexey Volkov [Volkov, Alexey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-13T22:00:00+00:00

> Be advised that the supplies have just been dropped. Check your map to learn where the supplies will land.

Jennifer turned the SUV off the gravel road, directed the vehicle toward the hill, and accelerated. The vehicle raced across a grassy area.

I heard a sound over the roar of the SUV’s engine. I jerked my head left then right, peering into the distance. I then glanced back over my shoulder. There was a thicket of sturdy trees behind us. A second later, a pickup truck darted into view around the thicket and barreled forward, heading for the hill.

The car was gaining on us and soon I could tell that there were no occupants in the car besides the male driver. Suddenly, he stuck a pistol held in his left hand out of the side window and trained the handgun on us.

I saw a muzzle flash and a moment later heard the crack of the shot. The bullet glanced off the left side of the SUV’s body. The player kept on triggering his handgun, but due to the bumpy ride, most of his bullets went wide.

It wasn’t all that smart move on his part.

I aimed the muzzle of the machine gun at the pickup truck and triggered a short burst. The .50-caliber slugs went harmlessly over the truck’s roof. Not that I was that bad shot. I had just fired a warning.

But the player failed to take the hint.

After dumping the whole magazine in our direction, he retracted his hand back in the cab. The player then dropped the spent magazine, put the pistol in his lap, and slid a fresh mag into the pistol butt one-handed. He grabbed the handgun, smacked the bottom of the mag against the dashboard to click it into place, and hit the slide release to chamber a round.

With the reloading done, the player thrust the pistol out the window once again.

By this time, the pickup truck had pulled to within about ten yards of our SUV. At the range of ten yards, the player’s aim was significantly better. One of his bullets zipped past me, missing my head by a mere inch. I was forced to duck back inside the vehicle.

“He’s shooting at us,” Jennifer stated from the driver seat.

“No shit.”

I caught her eye in the rearview mirror and saw her frown.

“What have you been doing out there? Admiring the view? Get back to the gun and shoot that asshole down!”

I had never thought that my girlfriend could be so toxic.

I rose through the roof catch again and took hold of the machine gun’s grips.

Sorry, pal, I thought as I drew a bead on the pickup truck, I gave you a chance to get away, but you didn’t take the opportunity.

Still, I was hoping I could damage the pickup truck without having to kill the player.

I depressed the trigger and held it down, pouring a long stream of fire into the car behind us. I aimed for the pickup truck’s radiator grille to damage the engine block.

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