The viewers from the live stream widened their eyes when they saw the two motorcycles speeding toward them.
"F * ck!
Two motorcycles?
Is that a motorcycle gang? "
"GG!
Is everyone in Se7en riding happy motorcycles now? "
"Why aren't they stopping? Is Team One planning to charge across the bridge?"
"Uh … There are four squads at the bridgehead. Won't Team One die if they do that?"
"Even if they manage to get past the three squads at the housing area and the gas station, there's still their own squad hiding behind cover at the bridgehead."
“.....”
It was obvious.
Although the motorcycles were fast, they were not as fast as bullets.
Moreover, judging from the positions of the squads at the bridgehead, it was as if they had set up an inescapable net. If Team One charged in, there would be nothing left of them.
All of a sudden, be it the viewers or the casters, they could not help but mourn for Se7en.
"Vroom vroom vroom-!"
On the caster's camera.
The motorcycle's engine roared as it sped forward like the wind. It was a pleasant feeling, which was why so many people liked to ride motorcycles.
Of course, this feeling was even more intense when the motorcycle overturned. Those who did not believe it could give it a try.
At that time, there were four people in Se7en. Two of them rode on a motorcycle on the flat road leading to the East Bridge. Naturally, they did not have to worry about the motorcycle overturning, so they went at full speed.
"Be careful, there's someone at the bridgehead," SSR reminded them.
"Should we look for a boat?" Someone in the squad asked.
"Forget it, we're too late."
SSR shook his head. "With so many people crossing the sea, there must be no boats by the shore. There's no need to waste time."
"Then, we can only charge forward."
90God stared at the bridgehead in front of them with a hint of passion in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
In the blink of an eye, the two motorcycles sped past the housing area and the gas station at the fork.
However, the battlefield was silent. There seemed to be only the roar of the engines.
All of a sudden, the casters on the platform were dumbfounded.
"Huh?"
Ms-Joy's tone was full of surprise. "Why aren't Tyloo and 17 attacking?"
"Could it be that they're not confident that they'll hit because they're traveling too fast?" Good Luck who was next to him touched his chin and guessed.
"That can't be …"
Ms-Joy shook his head. "Even if you're not confident, you still have to try. If you don't try, how do you know that you can't hit him?"
At that moment, Daimei suddenly pondered and said, "Unless … The three squads have no intention of attacking at all."
Ms-Joy and Good Luck were startled when they heard Daimei.
While the three of them were talking, a team of two motorcycles had already rushed to the bridgehead.
On the commentary platform, Ms-Joy suddenly exclaimed!
"Oh!
I know, 17 and Tyloo want Squad One to scout ahead! "
Tut tut tut!
Muzzles flashed as bullets rained down!
The moment the motorcycle reached the bridgehead, a few figures popped out from behind the abandoned cars.
Gunshots rang out in the blink of an eye!
Even though Team One was already mentally prepared, they were still almost shocked out of their wits.
Was this place used to suppress bandits?
However, he had chosen this path. Even if he became a box, he had to persevere.
"Charge, charge, charge!" Ninety God roared in the voice chat as gunshots thundered in his ears!
On the other hand, SSR was relatively calm. "Stop at the abandoned car in front. We'll look for an opportunity to counterattack!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, two "pfft pfft" sounds were heard. His teammate who had "Level Four Defense" on the backseat of his motorcycle was shot a few times and was thrown off.
Ninety God's eyelids twitched as he quickly slithered away.
The motorcycle whizzed through the air at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the abandoned car cover in the middle of the bridge.
At this time, CoCo, who was sitting behind the SSR, let out a groan as blood spurted out from his body. He fell from the backseat.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. From the beginning to the end, it only took around three seconds for Squad One to be shot down.
On the commentary platform.
"Tsk … This motorcycle is too dangerous."
"It's not the motorcycle that's dangerous, it's the backseat that's dangerous. They're basically blocking bullets for their teammates."
"Speaking of which, it's fortunate that Squad One has two motorcycles. If it were any other vehicle, they wouldn't be able to withstand the bullets at all. I'm guessing that they would've been killed the moment they crossed the bridge."
"What do we do now?
Do we have a chance to save the two fallen teammates from Squad One? "
"There's no way to save them. They're half-dead from the fall and one of them has already been killed."
"Oh wait!
One of them has been killed by Tyloo's DeadRunner!
Hehe, this is going to be fun to watch. "
"Isn't Tyloo at the housing area at the fork?
How can they hit him from so far away? "
"That's not right!
Tyloo isn't at the fork. They're already out. "
"Oh my god!
It's not just Tyloo. 17 and Lstars have started moving as well! "
"Oh!
They're trying to cross the bridge while Squad One is disrupting the bridgehead. "
"Tsk!
The three squads seized this opportunity beautifully!
Now that the blue circle has reached Mylta, it looks like they have to leave. "
“.....”
Seeing this sudden scene, the commentators on the commentary platform and the spectators were on high alert!
Everyone's eyes were glued to the big screen as if they were afraid of missing any of the upcoming scenes.
On the big screen of the tournament.
Lstars, who was at the slope behind the gas station, was the first to move. They drove onto the road and headed straight for the bridgehead.
At the same time, 17, who was at the slope opposite the gas station, was also moving randomly.
However, they did not drive. Instead, they camped on the slope and headed straight for the bridgehead.
Behind them was Tyloo who had just stolen a kill. The three of them were still riding on the three-wheeled motorcycle. Hou Dongfang, who was sitting in the third seat, had been shooting with his SKS.
In an instant, Liu Zilang and the others at the gas station were caught in a pincer attack.
There were a total of four squads who were targeting them. It could be said that they were in dire straits.
Li Muqiu was instantly dumbfounded. "F * ck!
What happened to blocking the bridge?
How did it end up like this? "
"Don't worry, don't worry." Liu Zilang comforted him.
"Shifu, are we going to catch a cold?" Misaka Mikoto asked quietly.
Liu Zilang's mouth twitched as he replied snappily, "What cold G2? There's a boat right below us. If we can't do it, we'll just jump into the sea."
"What are we waiting for?
Jump quickly. "Li Muqiu said as he was about to jump onto the railing.
"Look at how impatient you are."
Liu Zilang's mouth suddenly curled up. "We're not at that stage yet. I still have a trick up my sleeve."
"What do you mean?" Li Muqiu's eyes lit up.
"Don't shoot." Liu Zilang smiled.
"Meow meow meow?" Misaka Mikoto thought that she had heard wrongly.
However, the next moment, when Lstars, who was leading the charge, rushed toward them.
Behind cover at the bridgehead.
Liu Zilang and the other three held their breaths and did not fire a single shot. Instantly, the anxious Lstars almost could not catch their breath!
'This isn't the right script!
'What happened to the fight to the death?
'How did it end so easily?'
At that moment, not only were Lstars dumbfounded, but even 17 and Tyloo who were behind them were stunned.
'Could it be that … we can give it a try too?'
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