There were not many teams left on the battlefield. For example, Oceania's Athletico, CIS's Vega, and the seven teams from Europe, North America, and South America.
As for the Asia region … it was not worth mentioning.
Since it was a professional tournament, the other teams were playing very cautiously.
Or rather, they were very coordinated.
One would prosper together.
One would suffer together.
Other than Liu Zilang, who was a lone wolf, the other surviving teams had at least two players.
In the fourth circle, there were indeed many teams who wanted to take the airdrop.
However, there was basically no one who dared to take it.
The terrain at the foot of Mt. Georgopol was uneven, and the vegetation was dense. It was very suitable for hiding. Everyone stayed still and observed silently.
Until a Jeep followed by an orange sedan, the two cars drove straight in, directly cutting into the middle of the field.
The teams that had been hiding in the surroundings and watching secretly could not help but be stunned.
'Are there really hotheads who dare to take the airdrop?'
Some teams who were certain that there was no one around them immediately took out their guns and started "sending them off".
Bang!
In an instant …
A gunshot that sounded like a stapler rang out!
One of the players from the ambushing team felt as if his eardrums were being massaged.
The next moment, his head spilled out like a watermelon that had been smashed by a hammer.
"SKK-Satan knocked out Vega-KeeN by headshot with M24!"
Extremely fast reaction!
A precise headshot!
The instant the kill notification appeared, the gunshots on the battlefield suddenly stopped.
Everyone realized that this team was not a bunch of hotheads, but a team of real bosses.
Of course, not everyone was convinced. For example, Shroud from team C9 who was currently at the Three Warehouses.
Shroud, who debuted with the title of "North America's Number One Genius", was currently one of the "Twelve Titans" in the Western FPS scene.
However, even when faced with a "God-level" player like SKK, Shroud did not show the slightest bit of fear.
That was because reality was not a fantasy.
There was no such thing as leapfrogging.
Esports rankings were often just an affirmation of one's honor, and not an insurmountable gap.
No one was immortal.
It just depends on whether you stab deep enough.
At that time, Shroud's attention was fully focused. He was at the entrance of one of the three warehouses, exchanging gunshots with Satan's squad who had arrived near the airdrop crate.
Both sides were European and American giants whose reflexes were not on the same level as ordinary people. Naturally, it would be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
Moreover, the distance between them was more than three hundred meters.
Even if one of them knocked down the other, with their teammates around, it wouldn't be an immediate battle to the death.
But even so, the two of them were able to quickly dodge and snipe in each other's high magnification scopes, and it still made the audience's hearts skip a beat!
At this time, Liu Zilang who was lying prone behind a large rock on the hillside was equally terrified.
That was because the airdrop had landed right in front of him. Let's not talk about the pain of not being able to eat it for now.
The most painful part was that the team that eliminated them, SKK, was right below them.
The vertical distance between the two sides was about seven to eight meters, but the horizontal distance was only three to four meters.
Was he moved?
Against a three-man team like SKK,
Liu Zilang did not think that his opponent would not react when he swapped his gun or pulled out a frag grenade.
Hence, he looked as if he was even breathing softly. He was lying motionless on the rock, as if he was practicing his Turtle Breathing Technique …
'A little impatience spoils great plans!'
'I'll endure it!'
On Hua Xia's commentary platform.
Lord Rong smacked his lips and said with a smile, "Tsk tsk … Vic can't move when his enemy is right in front of him. It's quite painful."
"Yes, but I think it's a good thing." Su Changming looked at the tournament screen and slowly continued.
"With the airdrop crate at the bottom, it looks like he's safe lying there, but it's very easy for people to spy on him. Now that the three players of SKK are guarding the place, it's no different from having three door guards at the entrance. Nobody would dare to come close."
"Hmm … That's true."
Lord Rong nodded, then furrowed his brows. "However, there's another problem. If the third last circle refreshes away from the foot of the mountain, how is Vic going to outrun the blue circle?"
"Haha, that's a problem. When the time comes, we'll have to look at Vic's tail …" Ruo Feng suddenly stopped talking. He coughed and corrected himself. "Ahem, the main thing is his stalking ability."
Hearing Ruo Feng's words, the Chinese live-stream viewers reacted after a moment of shock.
"Tail?
Tail what?
Nose, you're starting? "
"Ruo Feng is indeed Ruo Feng. I didn't expect him to have such a taste."
"Feng-chan, you've changed!
Do you still remember Miss at Daming Lake? "
"But what's Vic going to say?
Is he really going to die? "
"F * ck!
What's there to be afraid of?
If it were me, I'd just kill him! "
"That's right. That's why you can only chat with us."
“23333...”
Just as the casters and viewers were worried about Liu Zilang's predicament, Liu Zilang looked at the few players who were opening the airdrop crate. He felt a twinge in his heart.
However, there was nothing he could do since he was under someone else's roof.
Before long, Vivian threw the SKS on her back onto the ground in front of him.
From the airdrop crate that was emitting red smoke, she took out a pure black 'MK14' with two kickstands!
The instant he saw the gun, Liu Zilang's right hand that was holding the mouse tightened!
However, he quickly calmed down.
'A little impatience will mess up the big picture!'
He had to be calm. The airdrop crate was all Hu Yun's doing!
.....
Since SKK's objective was to accumulate kills, they would not leave after taking the airdrop crate.
Seeing that the terrain was not bad, the three players of SKK set up camp at the foot of Liu Zilang and began to hunt around.
Tut tut tut ~!
Tatatat ~!
At some point, a flurry of gunshots rang out.
He could no longer stop.
Not everyone was willing to give in to SKK. Since SKK was standing right next to the airdrop crate, some teams would not mind taking a shot.
However, given the terrain, SKK could not kill anyone they shot at or stare at …
But overall, their team did not seem to be at a disadvantage despite being besieged by so many strong teams. They were able to fight back and forth. Many of the European and American spectators exclaimed in surprise!
However, gradually.
Someone in the audience noticed that something was amiss.
The next moment, the caster's camera panned to Liu Zilang, who was behind a large boulder diagonally behind SKK.
He was holding his M16 and following the rhythm of Karl's M16.
Every time Karl's muzzle flashed,
Liu Zilang would discreetly fire a bullet into the distance under the cover of the gunshots.
He had almost emptied half of his magazine of bullets.
He had not been discovered yet!
The live audience and live stream viewers were dumbfounded when they saw this!
'What a f * cking technical skill!'