Chapter 50: Please Bring Back Some Local Specialties

"Damn, Brother Bluff is shameless!"

"Trying to curry favor, huh!"

"Utterly shameless, increasing his likability in front of so many people!"

"Pfft, no silencer for the sniper rifle, thumbs down!"

"We're doomed, the naive and honest Brother Bluff is drifting farther and farther from us!"

"Naive and honest? Ha..."

As Yang Hao rushed across the distance to deliver a 98K to Lin Zijin, the viewers in the live chat were busy "scolding" him for his lack of shame.

Not that Yang Hao was unaware of their comments; even if he knew, he wouldn’t care. What’s wrong with giving a gift to his wife? Besides, it didn’t cost him anything... cough, cough, it’s the thought that counts after all. If the sentiment is there, why bother nitpicking? Isn’t that right?

Facing the 98K from Yang Hao, Lin Zijin naturally didn't refuse. It was a silent understanding that had always existed between them; no matter what Yang Hao gave, even if Lin Zijin never voiced her thanks, she always remembered it in her heart.

If it was from Yang Hao, she rarely turned it down.

Even if it was just in a game...

For anyone else, Lin Zijin wouldn't even glance at the gift.

Why?

It wasn’t about the item itself, but about the person giving it.

Perhaps only the two of them could truly understand this.

The battle continued, but as the gunfire near the C-shaped building faded, it signaled that the contest there had ended.

Now, only half of the four squads that had dropped at the airport remained.

Yang Hao’s team still had all four members, while the opposing team had lost one during the recent skirmish—giving Yang Hao’s side the advantage in numbers.

But Yang Hao and his teammates weren’t aware of this.

Both squads were clearly aware of each other’s presence, and after taking care of the two in the main warehouse, Yang Hao finished delivering the rifle and moved stealthily toward the C-shaped building.

Lin Zijin shifted to the elevated walkway, her 98K ready at any moment.

No one doubted her marksmanship!

Bang!

Suddenly.

The crack of a 98K echoed through the airport.

In an instant, as Yang Hao ran, a cloud of blood burst from his head.

A headshot!

Yet Yang Hao didn’t fall; his health dropped to a dangerously low threshold.

In a flash, Yang Hao scrambled behind a nearby cover.

The opponent was a skilled player!

As this thought occurred to him, a smile curled at Yang Hao’s lips.

He was wearing a level-three helmet, which had absorbed part of the damage; without it, he would have been knocked down by that shot.

That helmet had originally belonged to Lin Zijin, but before Yang Hao left, she had swapped it for him.

Such a seemingly ordinary gesture filled Yang Hao’s heart with warmth!

"Second window on the left," Yang Hao said, healing himself with a medkit as he called out the enemy’s location to Lin Zijin.

Clearly, the enemy had revealed their position when they took that shot.

Lin Zijin nodded; she had spotted them as well.

Soon, after Yang Hao topped off his health with an energy drink, he seized the moment and dashed out again.

The next instant, as he saw a figure appear at the same window, his pupils contracted. At the exact moment his opponent raised their gun, Yang Hao instinctively jumped upward.

Bang!

The gun fired, and blood blossomed from Yang Hao once more.

At the same time, a bullet hole appeared in the enemy’s level-three helmet, their health plummeting.

Their confident shot missed, and then they were suddenly struck by a sniper round; the enemy immediately withdrew.

After taking Lin Zijin’s shot, the opponent dared not show themselves again until their health recovered, while Yang Hao and Yao Cheng on the other side seized this opportunity to close in.

Ratatat!

A burst of gunfire erupted.

Clearly, the enemy’s teammate was taking action.

Bang!

Another 98K shot rang out.

Only Lin Zijin could fire at that moment.

Sure enough, immediately after the shot, a message appeared on screen.

"Qingqing Zijin used Kar98K to headshot and knock down the president of Tianhe Club!"

Lacking the protection of a level-three helmet, the opponent wasn’t so lucky.

One shot, one head!

Meanwhile, the live chat exploded in excitement.

Quick-scope!

In that fleeting moment, all they saw was Lin Zijin dart out; even the scope opening flashed by in an instant as she retreated just as swiftly.

But the shot had already been fired.

Quick-scoping is a test of muscle memory in the wrist. Its greatest value in actual combat is to have a pre-aim point before moving out from cover, adjust the crosshair, swiftly scope in and step out, and, upon spotting the enemy, flick the mouse with the wrist to instantly place the crosshair on the enemy, fire immediately, and then retreat behind cover.

The viewers weren’t witnessing this for the first time from Lin Zijin, but each time it happened, it left them in awe.

So fast!

They hadn’t even registered the enemy’s exact position before Lin Zijin struck.

Most impressively, it was a headshot!

Flawless!

The enemy had only three players left, and after Lin Zijin’s two shots, they couldn’t spare any attention for Yang Hao’s team.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Hao’s squad charged forward.

Into the building!

Three versus three!

Moments later, as the gunfire from the C-shaped building faded, Yang Hao and his three teammates emerged slowly from the entrance.

Everyone already knew the outcome from the kill notifications, but seeing the figures appear on screen made the viewers brim with excitement.

"Three versus three, total victory!"

"Awesome, wiped out the enemy!"

"The gunfight was intense, such a shame we couldn’t see the whole thing."

"I wish we could see how Brother Bluff and his team took them out, what a pity!"

"Dominating the airport, hahaha..."

With Yang Hao and his team’s appearance, the airport finally returned to calm.

Now came the time to reap the rewards.

There was no need to search the buildings anymore; the loot from the defeated enemies alone made them fabulously wealthy.

Watching Lin Zijin and Yang Hao, each with a 98K in hand, the viewers suddenly felt that this round was already in the bag.

"So, where do we go next?"

However, with the battle ending so early, Zhu Ziyuan’s question caught everyone off guard.

Unluckily, this time the safe zone encompassed the entire airport, just like the previous round; they didn’t need to run from the zone.

With all opponents at the airport eliminated, where should they go next?

That was the question!

If they chose to stay and wait for fresh prey, chances were slim that anyone would show up soon, and the wait would become quite boring.

"How about you guys rest here, and I scout the surroundings for enemies?" At that moment, Yao Cheng spoke up enthusiastically.

Hearing this, the viewers were delighted.

"My swift-footed youth is about to appear again!"

"Go on, my fleet-footed boy!"

"Ahem, bring back some specialties when you return—maybe a ghillie suit, an AWM..."

"Emmmm, can't argue with that!"