Chapter 3 Blind sniping and sniping
"That's not all!" Wang Shilin pushed his glasses and said lightly, "Didn't you notice?" His nerve reflex speed was also faster than that of ordinary people, and it would be too late for a normal person to dodge this wave of attacks. But the sniper was able to react quickly in about 0.2 seconds. This is impossible to do with ordinary people, I don't believe you can play back the footage just now! ”
"Sniper, sniper! Quick, fight back! The assaulter sent an anxious shout through the headset.
"Infinite telekinesis—" Mosley muttered, and an invisible ripple spread out, instantly covering a radius of five hundred meters.
At this moment, the lean assaulter was already trapped in a corner and stubbornly resisted, and the three enemies in front of him were fanned outflanked. Before Mosley could make a rescue move, a flying bullet hit him in the head!
White smoke rises, and another member of the Celestial Sentai is out, but in Moseley's eyes he is dead. More than half of the battle had already been lost in less than a minute, and the opponent had not even been injured. There seems to be no suspense about the outcome of this competition, the only surprise is that the Celestial team is so unbearable, and even the teams eliminated in the preliminary round perform much better than the Celestial team.
He Lu was desperate, and when the third teammate fell, she was also desperate! Only himself and the Mo Ziqi who seemed to have lost his soul were left, no matter how much he encouraged himself, he had to face the reality.
"Mo Ziqi--the old lady is going to tear you alive-" He Lu roared angrily into the headset.
Ignoring He Lu's roar, Mosley also knew that if he didn't fight back, let alone He Lu, he might not be able to get out alive. If He Lu is also killed, then they will besiege themselves with all their might.
The mind rippled, the other party's position was clearly presented in Moseley's mind, and Barrett in his hand was raised like lightning, regardless of whether the posture was right or not, whether he saw the other party's figure in the scope or not.
"Bang-"
A gunshot rang out, so suddenly. Many of the spectators outside the arena were still baffled, because through the LCD screen, they didn't see any aiming movements from the sniper of the Tenjin Sentai who almost became a joke.
Just as the spectators outside the stadium burst into laughter, the result was so unexpected. The red alert, which had been crushed for five minutes at the beginning of the battle, suddenly had a man with smoke above his head and fell to the ground.
"I'm rubbing, it's blind, right?"
"You can get a headshot without aiming?"
Moseley leaped out of the field after a single shot and disappeared from view in the blink of an eye. The red-alert snipers didn't even have time to see a corner of Moseley's coat through the scope.
"Blind Sniper!" Wang Shilin clenched his fists and trembled excitedly, "It's incredible that blind snipers that can only be seen in e-sports can really appear in live CS-"
"That...... Mr. Wang, can you be sure that this is a blind sniper and not a blind sniper? The narrator said with a puzzled face, "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to question your judgment, but the appearance of a blind sniper in reality is too unreasonable, not to mention that this sniper's previous performance is really suspicious......"
"Then let's see how he performs next!" Wang Shilin smiled expectantly.
"Finally getting into the groove? It's a pity it's too late......" He Lu thought gloomily that there were only two people left in his team, and there were still four on the other side! With a one-to-two advantage and the opponent's individual strength being significantly higher than their own, victory has become impossible.
Moseley, who was hiding again, was sure in his heart, and glanced at the strange weapon in his hand, "Although the number of people is very different, the strength of the weapon is the same, so it seems that I only need to attack four more times to survive in this abyss blood trial." ”
Sensing the enemy's position, Moseley's consciousness must first deal with the greatest threat to himself. But the biggest threat was the farthest away from him, a full 500 meters!
"Look at how powerful you are—" Moseley swung his sniper rifle and pulled the trigger as usual, without aiming.
"Bang-" Before a gunshot could be heard, Mosley's figure once again sprang out like a spirit ape and disappeared into the dense forest.
The red-alert sniper froze in place, his back to the tree facing his head, emitting a faint white smoke. Just now, he had already found the opponent's position, and before he could pull the trigger, he saw the opponent throw out Barrett. Then the gunshot rang out, and he was shot in the big tree he was leaning on!
"Snipe? Fake, right? After a long time, the commentator reacted, "It's impossible for a real CS blind sniper to happen, he can actually do a sniper?" ”
The audience was already silent, and the sniper's amazing shot just now kept churning in everyone's minds. They keep telling themselves that it's true, it's not a dream......
"Who's going to explain it, it's not scientific-" I don't know who roared.
"If it's a real battle, this shot cliff has already been a headshot! Can even a 20-centimeter cement wall stand up to a papier-mâché tree in front of Barrett? ”
This confusion also bothered Moseley at the same time, "Isn't this strong acid weapon as powerful as imagined?" However, the white smoke that rose was clearly a sign of intense corrosion. Don't...... Are the plants of this world so strong that they can resist the corrosion of strong acids? ”
Moseley, who did not believe in evil, shot again and again in the distance, and the sniper hiding behind the big tree did not dare to move, for fear that he would show a little corner of his eyebrows and be shot in the head.
This picture is too weird, and the spectators in the viewing seats have grown up with their mouths full of disbelief, who wants to say that this is not a blind sniper? Every shot is fired in the same position, once it is Meng, twice, three times, can it still be Meng? But...... But what are you doing there when you're so strong? I don't know if this is a real CS? Don't you know that only a direct hit counts as a hit? What do you mean by this as eSports?
"This little ghost is kind of interesting......" In a hidden conference room, a huge LCD screen is broadcasting the final of the national shooting. A middle-aged man dressed as an officer said with a smile.
"Sure enough, the plants of this world can't penetrate this world, and maybe these plants are extremely resistant to strong acids! Looks like I can't attack until he comes out. ”
"Mo Ziqi, what are you doing? What are you doing with such a waste of bullets? He Lu almost collapsed, covering her headset and roaring in a low voice.
"Found it!" The red alert assaulter snorted coldly, and the head of the gun instantly pointed at He Lu, and all this was hidden under Moseley's thoughts.
"Although I don't know who she is? But I feel like she should be more important to me! Thinking of this, Moseley no longer hesitated, and Barrett swept and pulled the trigger again.
"Snipe, see sniper again-"
"Sniper, definitely a sniper god-"
The cheers in the audience Mosley couldn't be heard, but it didn't prevent him from breaking back the disadvantage of the Celestial team little by little. He Lu, who was already desperate, never expected that Mo Ziqi would be like a divine helper, and his marksmanship would become superb. Except for some nonsense at the beginning, the gun did not miss, and a gunshot was a headshot by a red guard member. Within three minutes, the redguard was left with the most hidden sniper.
"Apotheosis, who is this sniper? It's definitely a god-like being—" the narrator roared excitedly.
The red alert sniper's heart trembled, Mo Ziqi's information was still in their home, he had just been promoted to a sophomore, and he had only been in contact with competitive games for about a year, and his past performance was mediocre and commendable. However, the reality is that guy is a god-like strongman, cutting his team into sticks in minutes.
"It must be far away, it must be hidden deeper!" The Red Alert Sniper made a decision between the sparkling lights, shrinking back slightly to keep his body as still as possible. But the position has slowly receded.
"Found you!" Mosley smiled lightly, and once he was locked in by his mind, he could no longer escape, unless he was out of range.
Barrett swept out quickly, and Moseley's figure was exposed to the opponent's eyes at the same time. The red alert sniper's heart thumped, and his face turned pale for a moment.
Pull the trigger, but instead of hearing the sound of a bullet coming out of the chamber, it was a crisp fantasy.
"Click-"
"Broken?" Moseley looked at the weapon in his hand suspiciously, he still didn't know that it was called a gun.
"No bullets? He didn't even change the magazine? The red alert sniper on the opposite side was stunned, He Lu was stunned, and even the commentators, spectators, and all the staff of the event were stunned.
This accident is beyond everyone's brains, such a god-like master would forget to change the magazine?
The first to react was the red-alert sniper, who stared at the scope lightning after a second of sluggishness. The feeling of being locked down hit Mosley again.
The force under his feet was violently, and his body was already bursting up. The jungle setting didn't hinder Moseley in the slightest, approaching faster than he could run on land.
It's hard to hit your opponent in fast movement, and it takes at least two seconds for a professional sniper to spot a target until he aims to shoot. And Moseley, with his extraordinary movements, reflexes his nerves, and does irregular dodging all the time. The red-alert snipers kept firing, but each time they were just a little bit off.
Looking at Moseley's figure getting closer and closer, the red alert sniper decisively gave up the sniper rifle in his hand. Jumped up and pulled out the desert eagle at his waist......
As soon as the pistol was raised, Moseley was already rushing in front of him, and he flew overhead like a roc spreading its wings. The Red Alert Sniper only felt that he could no longer see the shadow of the enemy in front of him, and the next second he fell to the ground unconscious with a pain in the back of his head.
“****――”
"I'll go—"
"Fuck me—"
Is this a sniper duel? In the end, it turned out to be a stick that was knocked down, and the style of a stick like playing golf echoed in everyone's minds.
"Is that okay?" The narrator opened his mouth wide, but he could only hold back such a sentence.
Knocked out the other party, Moseley did not give up. In his years of warfare, only dead enemies are good enemies! Although this stick used its strength, it was not enough to kill in one hit. Again raised Barrett high to make up the knife.
"Stop—Mo Ziqi, what are you doing?" He Lu was the first to react, and hurriedly jumped up and shouted.