Two-Way Sniper

The smoke on the screen was about to disperse, and Qi Ji had already drawn the enemy closer in the suffocating tension.

This time, he simply placed another smoke bomb in front of him, and then used the flash bomb to blindly flash the two opponents—all calculations seemed to be accurate to the thousandth of a second. The person who supported him on the side was swept to the ground by the fully automatic M416 in his hand, which can be described as easy.

No one could help the player who fell to the ground, and the exclamation and analysis of the commentator were too late to come out, so Qi Ji threw all the smoke and fog bombs left in his hand, and the obstacle effect caused by the thrown objects should undoubtedly affect both sides Yes, but at this moment, his cold black muzzle seems to be able to penetrate the white field of vision and accurately grasp the enemy's position.

His eyes were sharp, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Even though thousands of people shouted inside and outside the screen, he remained unique and calm, watching his prey calmly and calmly, like a beast just a second before the attack.

If there is anyone who can be more confident than him at this time, it must be the staff who controlled the OB camera for this game.

Because, the other party locked the camera at his opening angle without any discussion at all.

This seems to be telling the audience all over the world in advance that now is the time for fleur's personal performance.

Even though short-range combat is not the home of snipers, the terrifying accuracy of shooting through pixels is definitely worth everyone's expectations.

——It's like looking forward to, in the FPS field with a long history, there should also be someone who breaks the three-legged situation of God, Demon and Emperor.

Perhaps the fleur at this moment is very much like the man who drew his sword out of its sheath.

——Under the mighty starry sky, he is one of the newcomers trained by Night God, and he is also facing the team of the Demon King, challenging the army led by the only female emperor on the field.

The eyes of the whole world seem to be focused on this, and all the scorching breaths are also concentrated, trying to burn through the stadium.

Of course, fleur didn't disappoint anyone.

There was a wind blowing on the island, and it began to blow away the smoke that lay between the opposing sides.

At the moment when no one dared to blink, relying on his extraordinary reflexes, he pressed the gun repeatedly to close the mirror and open the mirror to shoot at the two people, directly pocketing the remaining two heads of the ZG team, completing the triple kill!

This wave of spiritual operations using throwing objects to repeatedly pull the battlefield immediately caused the dome of the venue to be smashed into pieces by exclamations. In the southeast stands, the two Chinese commentators were even more confused: "I cao—that's not right No, no swearing, salary deducted for swearing, but my God... European and American audiences are too enthusiastic, right???"

Yes, unlike some Asian audiences who are restrained and shy, audiences in Europe and the United States can be said to have low G-spots. Some people jumped up and danced in the auditorium-they were clearly holding the banner of the home team, but they were already talking about it. Cheering for this foreign boy, it seems that at this moment, the nationality and skin color have disappeared, and only the shock and passion brought by e-sports are left.

On the contestant's bench, Shen Ye stopped directing in front of the triple kill and just smiled with certainty, while Qin Jue was so shocked that his heart was thumping, and he was so nervous that he began to think desperately about how to play in the future.

This round has not yet been a chicken game, but as Qi Ji pulled the mouse again, the commentators all over the world have become passionate, and those who are more restrained can be restrained, but the wtf in the English commentator's mouth has been repeated seven or eight times. On the large live broadcast platform, the barrage was even more so as Qi Ji gained the upper hand in the next 1V1V1, boiling like it was going to explode from the screen.

[Fuck? ? ?Ah ah ah ah ah I don't care I still want to call my husband and touch Yanshen's ass by the way. Butt compensation Yanshen ah ah flower god fuck me]

[It's not necessary, it's really not necessary, take the aim and pass it off, Huashen, this is the International Invitational Tournament, it's inappropriate for you to be like this]

[Just aiming at yourself?This is speeding up the cigarette and opening it together, he is worthy of being a man who has been in the human form and made lies]

[? ? ? ? ? ?Niu b Niu b, welcome to the series of e-sports novels that dare not write like this]

【Oh my god, I think the quick-acting Jiuxin Pills can no longer save my life, please ask the Flower God to shoot me head-on】

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooty it works, violate law of water to flow downwards follow flower God's gun away? 】

Half a minute later, the chicken eating interface popped up without any suspense, a few words occupied the screen tens of meters wide, and the 3D holographic projection once again shone the eye-catching golden flames to the center of the stage, igniting the entire venue.

With the IS team's LOGO lighting up, the audience shouted the name of this young team, and the sound of dropping the mouse and keyboard began to resound from the players' seats. At this moment, only Qi Ji, who is in the center of the focus, is still calm .

If I really want to say, the rush of hot blood rushing into his forehead failed to make him let go of the burden of arrogance on the field. Instead, it was Qin Jue who suddenly threw himself on him, which made him lean back and reluctantly catch it, and couldn't bear it. In the excitement of bouncing up and down, the person living in his arms burst into a smile.

"Little Qi is so fierce!" Qin Jue's voice was right next to his ear, as if racking his brains to praise him, "That's the kind... even fiercer than when the Master!"

Qi Ji came back to his senses and hugged him gently, and quickly asked him: "...are you not afraid now, senior?"

Amid the cheers, the other party seemed to realize that their posture was too intimate, and flinched for a moment, but in the end, the hands were still too stubborn to let go: "It's true, we are now in the friendship mode of the socialist team."

"In the land of capitalism, the predecessors are friends with my socialist teammates?"

Qi Ji stroked the back of his head in a comforting manner while welcoming other people's hugs. Before leaving the field, many players expressed affirmation and more expectations to them. You like men, otherwise I will be tempted. This provoked Qin Jue to question him for a long time, and Qi Ji could only reply him: "I can't tell. If I tell you, you will be jealous, and I will push you on the bed and kiss you."

Because the chicken-eating competition depends on the particularity and contingency of the accumulated points, as long as the first day is not suppressed too low, there is great hope, so the top-ranked teams will not be too dark. Among the nearly [-] players, the only brow Wrinkled, probably only DEMON.

"It's very lucky." But he was obviously unhappy, but he still wanted to provoke people when he passed by the IS team. Qi Ji looked down at him and replied in English: "Yes, after the third kill, I was not satisfied with the blood volume. In the end, I met the gun. It’s your people, so luck is really good.”

The other party turned pale, obviously dissatisfied that the Asian was taller than him, and wanted to leave angrily.

But when he turned around and saw Shen Ye, he smiled again, as if he still remembered the enmity between Qin Jue and Qi Ji, and deliberately asked Shen Ye in front of them: "Luo Ye, is it time for someone to take you to play? "

Countless media cameras captured it, and it is conceivable that after the game, there will be another draft of the international friendship celebration of "meeting gods and monsters, old enemies on the court, and friends off the court"-after all, at this moment, Shen Ye's expression can be regarded as a smile: "As you want I'm happy, anyway, this is probably my last match, I just hope to win you once again."

DEMON roughly understood his Chinglish pronunciation, and the expression on his face suddenly became wild and exaggerated that is unique to Caucasians: "What?!"

He was stunned for two seconds, not forgetting to ridicule Luo Ye that he would also retire, but Shen Ye didn't want to talk to him anymore, he just said calmly, because of his health, you should get out of the way.

Demon's footsteps froze for a moment, and he still exaggeratedly laughed at saying that a small person like you is really not physically fit, but Shen Ye pretended not to understand, and quickly left him and followed his teammates.

Under the golden lights of the arena, DEMON's sea-blue eyes inevitably followed this old opponent for two seconds. After his teammates patted him, he shrugged his shoulders and returned to his senses, frivolously continuing to blow kisses goodbye to the female fans on both sides of the aisle.

***

According to regulations, Qi Ji and Qin Jue, who are lovers, were separated during the competition.

So after returning to their rooms, the first thing Qin Jue did was to ask to turn on the voice again, saying that he wanted to listen to Qi Ji's breathing to sleep-this made Qi Ji blush, and Cui Xue, who was in the same room with him, asked to turn on the voice. Then he sighed silently, the team's clubbing of mandarin ducks is inhumane, not only did Shen Ye sleep blindfolded, but also made the two of us stare blankly at the same time.

"...Who are you staring at, God Cui? In this team, only Xiao Qi is the main attacker~" Qi Ji got up and opened the door while reassuring Qin Jue that he would talk again later.

But when the door opened, it was Doctor Meng who came in.Cui Xuezhi was a little confused, and before asking about the situation, Dr. Meng patted Qi Ji on the shoulder and said, "Young man, the dramatic effect is very good. I asked you to pay more attention when you came abroad, but in the end, something happened to me. I don’t even have time to go out and whore a foreign girl.”

Qi Ji took a deep breath, took off his coat and threw it beside the bed, just replied: "Please, Dr. Meng."

Cui Xuezhi's doubts added another layer, and he could only watch Qi Ji roll up his sleeves, revealing the red and swollen wounds that started to swell again at some point, making his eyes hurt.

"...Xiao Qi?" He came back to his senses and hurried forward, "What's going on?"

Qi Ji closed his eyes and pondered for a while, a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead: "I don't know...it was almost better at first, but it hurt a little yesterday, thinking that the wound might still need to grow flesh, but...today's competition Halfway through the fight, it always felt wrong."

Dr. Meng put on his gloves and put the box aside: "Let me deal with it first. I have notified Liu Ze and Cheng Yao to come over. If necessary, I'd better go to the nearest hospital."

"Does it hurt?" Cui Xuezhi was naturally anxious. Qi Ji was the youngest of the whole team who could not be bumped or touched in his eyes. Don't ask if the shadow will affect the game?"

Cui Xuezhi had no choice but to ask, but before he could speak, Qi Ji raised his eyebrows and replied calmly—"It doesn't matter."

The little ancestor's tone was firm and could not be refuted. Cui Xuezhi had no choice but to smell the smell of the medicine that quickly dissipated, and looked up at the chandelier above his head.

The lights in the hotel are very bright, and Qi Ji's mobile phone screen is still refreshing the message sent by Qin Jue, "What is the Flower God doing?" "Has the Flower God slept? Have you eaten? Drink more hot water?" The first sprayer in the service applied for watering the God of Flowers." Qi Ji lowered his eyes and smiled, and opened the phone with his left hand, but Cui Xuezhi lay down on the bed, and finally understood why Qi Ji didn't let him call himself the master. After all, at this moment, He probably...has the feeling of being raped by fate.

***

On the second day of the game, the IS team was still in full swing, harassing the teams around the circle again and again, and heading for the center of the circle.

Although the sniper who is a key single point occasionally makes mistakes when pulling the gun line before the smoke seal, the command's selection of points is superb, allowing them to kill two circle teams on a dirt road, and then rely on With the bold and careful cooperation of the master's assault and blasphemy, each bullet still turned into the most extreme damage, stabilizing the team's points at the forefront.

Qi Ji's mistakes were not even mentioned in the commentary. Everything seemed so natural. Based on the performance of the two days, everyone was more inclined to evaluate the performance of the IS team as perfect: all four points are strong, and the championship can be expected.

During the foreign war, there was much less disturbance. Many domestic players started a live broadcast to accompany the audience to watch the game. Even Wen Rong, the ultimate nemesis of the IS team, opened the live broadcast room and said, "Come and witness history, wait for an IS and hunter to watch the game." Ying Ying returned to the country to treat guests", as if everyone agreed that this is a grand event that sets the end.

The most crucial third day of the match kicked off. However, just when everyone thought that the IS team would secure the victory in today's game, the final result was that someone made mistakes one after another, the audience was in an uproar, and the commentator Looking at each other, the always calm and mature captain Shen Ye suddenly disregarded dissuasion when he was faced with falling to fourth place. He was the first to bow his head after the match for the first time, turned around and left the player bench.

The author has something to say:

Because there are quite a lot of cross-border conversations, let’s make up for it. In the cross-border conversations, they are communicating in English8. After all, it’s Chapter V and I don’t want to occupy everyone’s word count~ (It’s definitely not because my English is not good. [狗头]

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