Picking Up Fragments

The two players stood on a flat piece of ground, each having a giant rock as cover, with a distance of just over ten meters between them.

Xiaohai's geographical position seemed to be slightly better because his side had a forest, with large trees and bushes providing cover. On the other hand, Jiang Siming was on an open field with only that one rock, leaving the rest of the area exposed.

However, this game itself isn't inherently fair, and this setup was already quite close to a balanced scenario.

Both sides hesitated to make a move.

The live streams of both broadcasters fell silent, and the comments in the chat had significantly decreased. The viewers were nervously watching this showdown, too absorbed to even send messages.

Finally, Xiaohai took the initiative, firing rapidly at the corners of the rock where he suspected Jiang Siming might be hiding, trying to lure him out.

Jiang Siming didn't let him spoil the fun; his head appeared from the side of the rock, and then swiftly retreated.

In the meantime, Jiang Siming had fired a shot from the 98k.

Quick-scope!

Another quick-scope!

But could he hit this time?

The answer was a definite yes!

Bullets immediately hit Xiaohai's body, producing the sound of bullets penetrating flesh.

Fortunately, it didn't hit his head but struck his shoulder armor. Although it only took a small chunk of his health, it was enough to startle Xiaohai.

"So accurate!" Xiaohai exclaimed in amazement while crouching down to heal.

On the other side of the computer desk, Xiaolion didn't respond to him but stared at the screen without blinking.

His screen was showing Jiang Siming's livestream, providing Jiang Siming's first-person perspective.

Even Xiaolion, despite being an experienced player, couldn't comprehend how Jiang Siming achieved such precise quick-scoping.

"This guy... doesn't even need to aim?" Other members of OMG, drawn by the spectacle, gathered around Xiaolion's computer.

No one bothered to check Xiaohai's perspective, much to Xiaohai's frustration—why wasn't anyone watching him?

After observing for a while, Xiaolion finally spoke.

"Look at the way he grips the mouse in the webcam. This guy is a typical arm player, using the feeling of the arm to achieve not having to aim down sights. Wherever the arm points, the gun follows!"

"Arm players aren't uncommon, I'm one too, but I can't achieve this level of precision." OMG's members chuckled.

"That's his remarkable aspect. This can't be learned; it's almost like a talent. Neither the North American god nor Shroud has this exaggerated quick-scoping skill." Xiaolion asserted confidently because he had faced off against those players.

"Looks like Xiaohai is in trouble," another team member smirked.

Heard by Xiaohai, he snorted, saying, "I won't lose. I don't believe his sniping is really that strong! My sniping skills aren't weak either!"

Having said that, Xiaohai, who had healed to full health, picked up his M24 and peeked his head from the cover, pre-aiming towards Jiang Siming.

But, he was up against quick-scoping, and he had a pre-aimed rifle. Even if his reaction was fast, could it be faster than someone who didn't aim down sights?

Quick-scoping is unreasonable; without aiming down sights, you expose your head, take a shot, and then retract.

Xiaolion had already put a period on Xiaohai's 'impulsiveness'; even Weishen couldn't counter Jiang Siming's quick-scoping.

As expected, Jiang Siming appeared again, and just as Xiaohai was about to shoot, he realized the opponent was one step ahead.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet was already on its way!

A bullet had hit Xiaohai's level-three helmet.

Luckily, it hit the helmet; otherwise, he would have been knocked out.

Returning to cover, Xiaohai felt a chill in his heart and abandoned the idea of sniping with Jiang Siming.

After healing again, Xiaohai got smarter. He started throwing smoke grenades wildly towards Jiang Siming.

The smoke grenades completely blocked Jiang Siming's line of sight. Xiaohai switched to his rifle, left the cover, and rushed towards Jiang Siming.

Can't out-snipe him, but do you think I'll lose in a rifle fight?

Xiaohai's fighting spirit returned. As the team's second assault, he had absolute confidence in his close-quarters rifle skills.

Seeing the smoke surrounding him, Jiang Siming immediately understood the opponent's intentions.

"Want to engage me in close combat? I'll grant your wish."

Jiang Siming's audience anxiously sweated for him.

"Don't do it, Ming God. Xiaohai is strong in close combat; don't go head-to-head with him."

"Oh no, close combat is definitely not going to work."

"He's a world champion player, a top-tier assault. Ming God is in danger."

"Ming God, don't engage in close combat with him!"

The audience's warnings didn't reach Jiang Siming, and even if he had seen them, he wouldn't have followed their advice.

A faint footstep already echoed in Jiang Siming's ears, indicating the opponent had approached him closely.

But with smoke all around, he couldn't determine Xiaohai's position; he only knew the general direction.

The opponent got closer, and the two were about to meet.

The audience's heartstrings reached their peak tension.

At this moment, all the smoke cleared, and both saw each other!

They opened fire!

Xiaohai, who aimed first, had the M416's barrel precisely aimed at Jiang Siming. The flames spewing from the barrel looked like a deadly sickle.

On the other hand, Jiang Siming seemed stunned, not firing a shot!

The audience felt a cold wave, and even Xiaolion thought Xiaohai would successfully counter-kill.

"Does this guy have such poor psychological resilience? Did he forget to shoot?" OMG's members sneered.

If that were indeed the case, their team didn't seem to need such a player. After all, even if someone was good at sniping, poor psychological resilience would be a drawback.

In professional matches, no one would foolishly engage in a prolonged gunfight with someone known to have accurate sniping skills. They wouldn't expose themselves at a distance; instead, they would opt for close combat.

Only Xiaolion saw through the situation. He exclaimed, "No! He's there! Watch his movement!"

In the camera frame, facing the impending bullets, Jiang Siming suddenly leaned to the side and squatted!

Then, he stepped out half a body to the right, a seemingly useless and dreamy maneuver.

Yet, it successfully evaded all of Xiaohai's bullets!

Panicking, Xiaohai tried to pull the trigger again, but at that moment, the opponent switched to an AK and fired a few shots.

Pup pup pup!

Xiaohai's head was hit by three AK bullets, and he collapsed, becoming a lifeless corpse.

Xiaohai stood still on the spot, staring at the screen like a statue.

[Good luck tonight, winner winner chicken dinner! 34 kills!]

This message appeared on Jiang Siming's computer screen.

The livestream exploded with a huge uproar, and gifts from the audience showered down like snowflakes!

Duke [Forgotten River Scholar] rewarded a super rocket x2 in Ming's livestream!

[Forgotten River Scholar]: "Wow! This move gave me goosebumps! Ming God is mighty!"

King [Heartless Flower] rewarded a super rocket x5 in Ming's livestream!

[Heartless Flower]: "I'm kneeling! I've watched a match until my knees are about to break. Can't learn, can't learn."

Emperor [Little Tuantuan] rewarded a super rocket x10 in Ming's livestream!

[Little Tuantuan]: "My best friend and I were dumbfounded, screaming so loud that even my grandma woke up. Hehe, going crazy for Brother Ming!'

Emperor [Dumb Little Sister] rewarded a super rocket x10 in Ming's livestream!

[Dumb Little Sister]: "Defeating a professional player with strength, Brother Ming is amazing! I'm your most loyal fan~"

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