The countdown timer for the circle was 1 minute and 27 seconds.
In the vast desert, there was only a small area that had not been corroded by the radiation.
Three men stood in the safe zone.
The last three men.
"We can see that there are only three contestants left on the field."
"That's right. Player Kim managed to get rid of GodV and Lion Cub with his Infernal Affairs. His position should be the closest to the safe zone out of the three of them."
"Yup, it's the closest Safe Zone. Although it doesn't really matter whether we enter the Safe Zone or not, the closer we are to the Safe Zone, the later we can eat the blue circle. That way, we'll undoubtedly have the upper hand."
"Look, Satan and Vic are still fighting. Looks like Satan has Vic pinned down.
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"The current situation is that Vic is the furthest away from the final safe zone. This means that he'll be the first to get hit by the blue circle. There's no reason for Satan to let Vic, his number one rival, enter the safe zone."
"If that's the case, I'm afraid that Player Jin, who has been waiting at ease, will get the chicken dinner."
"Eh, wait a minute, Contestant Kim … It doesn't seem like he's going to wait for his opponent to exhaust himself."
"Oh!
He's heading toward Satan. "
Through the caster's camera on the big screen, Kim Doohwan, who had knocked out GodV with a backhand, was seen resting on the spot.
Very quickly, he carried his AK and quietly crept toward the direction of the gunshots.
Truth be told, if he could win without doing anything, Kim Doohwan wouldn't want to make a move.
Even if it was a rotten chicken.
However, the sound of gunfire was so intense, and there were only three people left on the battlefield. There was no threat around him.
In the face of such a great opportunity, Kim Doohwan naturally wanted to give it a try.
.....
On Liu Zilang and Satan's side, they were both enraged.
There was no clear winner or loser in the previous round.
Looking at the countdown timer on the right side of his screen, Liu Zilang knew that time waited for no man. Otherwise, he would be finished when the blue circle started shrinking.
With that in mind, Liu Zilang took out a Smoke Grenade.
"Vic is going to press forward," Lord Rong shouted on the commentary platform.
"Hmm, looks like he can't hold it in any longer."
"There's no other way. If we don't run, he'll be poisoned."
"Also, I'm not sure if anyone has realized this, but Vic actually has an advantage when the distance is shortened."
"Everyone might've subconsciously mistaken Vic for a sniper after seeing him using an MK14 to go toe-to-toe with a world-class sniper like Satan."
"Hehe, that's true. Although Vic has the nickname of 'Asia's Fourth Sniper God', he's actually a free agent. His close-combat ability is comparable to Guru Qiu's."
"That's right. If Satan, the sniper, is able to close the distance, Vic will definitely have the upper hand. Of course, that's if he can successfully close the distance."
"Yup. Vic doesn't have any cover when he's pressing forward. It's extremely difficult. If he's not careful, it'll be a 1v1 between Satan and Kim."
“.....”
Below the stage, somewhere in the front row of the audience.
A woman in her forties seemed to have sensed the tense atmosphere in the arena. She could not help but ask, "Xiaotong, do you think Ah Lang can win?"
"I think …"
The middle-aged man next to him wanted to say something.
"I don't want your opinion." The woman glared at him. "I want Xiaotong's opinion."
Zhang Xiaotong snickered when she saw her father's deflated expression.
She coughed and cleared her throat, raised her little face, and said confidently, "Of course I will."
"Ah?
Why? "The woman was confused.
"Because … because …"
Zhang Xiaotong was suddenly at a loss for words.
"Of course."
The middle-aged man rubbed his nose and said in high spirits, "Because he's my son's a thief. If he can't win, I'll break his leg."
'What kind of relationship is this?'
The two of them turned to look at the confident middle-aged man and were speechless …
.....
On the stage, Liu Zilang naturally did not know that one of his legs had been "reserved".
After throwing two smoke grenades, he finally managed to get as close as he could.
Even so, his health was already in the red, and the Level Three Military Vest on his body was almost destroyed.
It could not be helped. Satan was too good at finding opportunities.
Even though Liu Zilang had thrown his two smoke grenades very closely, Satan was still able to find an opening. Every time Liu Zilang moved, he would hit him.
The first round was a bolt action rifle.
The second round was a rifle.
After two rounds, Liu Zilang almost died before he could even start. He was knocked out halfway.
Although he had successfully entered the second cloud of smoke, he was now faced with the next problem.
He's out of smoke grenades.
On the host's podium, the three commentators quickly realized something was wrong.
"Oh!
Vic's out of smokes. "
"Tsk tsk, he's in an awkward position now. The distance isn't far, but it's not close either. Vic can't unleash his advantage at all."
"That's right. It's also worth mentioning that Satan is a rare all-around sniper. He's very good at both mid-range and ultra-long-range sniping."
"But Satan doesn't seem to know that there's a fire in his backyard. Contestant Kim is sneaking up on him."
"Wait, what did Vic loot this time?
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"It's a grenade!
But at this distance … No matter how I look at it, I can't throw it over.
“
"Could it be that Vic is planning to use the moment when the frag grenade explodes as a cover to charge at Satan?"
"Hiss —!
It's a good idea, but I'm afraid Vic will die a horrible death … "
“.....”
"Clink!"
At the edge of the smoke, Liu Zilang took out the frag grenade and pulled the pin.
He stared at the smoke in front of him.
He squinted his eyes.
Everyone in the audience widened their eyes when they saw what was happening. They wondered why Liu Zilang could not tell the distance of the frag grenade.
Or was it as the commentator had said, that he was going to use the frag grenade as a cover for a deadly charge?
Before the audience could figure it out, Liu Zilang dashed forward. He raised his arm and swung his arm. The frag grenade left his hand and whizzed diagonally upward.
Then, Liu Zilang pulled out his MK14 and slid toward the smoke.
Raise your gun!
Scope in at 8x!
Crosshair locked onto a target!
His target was not a human.
It was the frag grenade in the air.
Liu Zilang turned off full auto mode, pulled the trigger with his finger, and pressed down with his mouse.
Amidst the flashes of light, a series of bullets whistled out, as if they were pulled into a line in the air.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
The crisp sound of metal clashing was heard!
At that moment, under the flabbergasted gazes of countless spectators and commentators on the platform, Li Yao's expression changed drastically.
Liu Zilang's expression was calm as he fired a few more bullets. Just as the frag grenade reached its highest point, he miraculously sent it flying diagonally upward!
"This … Is this … Delivery Gun?"
On the commentary platform, Lord Rong's eyes widened. His mouth was so wide that two eggs could fit inside.
In the tournament's live streaming channel, the bullet screen was flooded with comments.
“66666”
"Invincible. Is that even possible?"
"Look, the frag grenade is about to fly over. Satan doesn't seem to have reacted."
"Haha, Satan's going to be stunned by the grenade."
"Eh, wait!
Isn't that grenade … a little too far?! "
“.....”