Chapter 704: The Game-Changing AWM
At the commentary desk, Zhang Yang watched the movements of the various teams and couldn’t help getting excited.
“Old P and Boss Qian’s teams are highly likely to run into each other at the bottom of the slope! These two teams are currently the most popular, and both have solid gear!”
“Huh? Airdrop! The airdrop is landing to the left front of Old P’s team! It’s on the hillside, right next to a rock. Let’s see if Old P and his crew decide to chase the dream!”
The audience was also thrilled. Although there were still six or seven teams left, it was clear that the outcome between Old P and Boss Qian’s teams would, to some extent, determine the direction of this match.
On the other side, Old P and his squad spotted the airdrop from their jeep.
“The airdrop is to the northwest, probably landing on the slope. Should we go for it?” Haimi asked.
Zou Zhuo looked at the terrain over there. “It’s a bit risky. Better not.”
Qin An said, “How about this: you all stick to the original plan and head up the hill. I’ll run over and grab it myself.”
Old P hesitated. “Isn’t that too dangerous?”
Qin An replied, “Going together is even more dangerous. I can sneak over on my own. You guys go up the hill and provide cover for me.”
Old P nodded. “Alright, be careful.”
The jeep stopped near the airdrop’s landing zone and let Qin An out. Old P and the other two continued with the original plan, driving up the hill to secure the high ground.
Qin An crouched low and jogged toward the airdrop.
But just then, gunfire rang out in the distance!
At the same moment, Qin An spotted a vehicle far away. Almost instinctively, he rolled forward, dodging a bullet from a 98k.
“Someone’s there! Cover me!” Qin An said.
Old P drove the jeep straight to the hillside, finding a decent reverse slope position. At the foot of the southeastern hill, two vehicles stopped side by side, clearly intending to block them from going up.
Old P and Haimi immediately returned fire, forcing the enemy to shift their focus from Qin An to the jeep.
Haimi peeked out and blew out one of the enemy’s tires, but a 7.62 bullet hit him square in the head!
“There’s a pro! That must be Hason!”
Haimi was wearing a level-three helmet, so the shot didn’t kill him instantly, but he had to duck back behind the vehicle to heal.
The two sides were now locked in a stalemate.
Boss Qian fired a few shots at Qin An, but all of them missed.
Hason said dismissively, “Don’t worry about that guy. He’s looting an airdrop while the fight’s going on—clearly a noob. Kill his teammates first. Once they’re dead, even if he gets an AWM, it won’t matter.”
The moment Qin An opened the airdrop, his eyes lit up. It was worth the long trek and the risk to chase the dream. There was no ghillie suit or adrenaline syringe, but just having an AWM was enough. One shot from this gun could completely turn the tide of the battle. One bullet took down Boss Qian, and there was no need to finish him off.
Hason’s 98k fired as well, but Qin An, using the AWM, took the shot first. Hason’s bullet missed, while Qin An’s shot hit Hason square in the head. Hason was wearing a level-two helmet, so he was instantly downed.
“Damn it! That AWM…” Hason felt furious—not because his teammate had died, but because he himself had flinched, too scared to duel Qin An with a sniper rifle!
Hason had already realized that his earlier judgment was completely wrong. This guy who had abandoned his teammates to grab an airdrop was very likely the strongest player on that team!
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