Chapter 127: A Gunshot from Behind

At the commentary desk, watching Yang Hao hiding behind the airdrop crate, commentator Xiao Qi coughed lightly and said, "I didn't expect that 'Brother Hooligan's' feint would fool even me... Em, that shot just now—his reaction was incredibly fast; it was definitely at the level of a professional player."

"Stupid Xiao Qi, don't try to change the subject."
"Xiao Qi: Wuwuwu, my face hurts. How is Brother Hooligan still not dead?"
"Xiao Qi: Nani? Wasn't Brother Hooligan in the car just now?"
"Xiao Qi: The car exploded. It's over. It looks like Brother Hooligan won't survive this."
"Xiao Qi: Hmm? Who is that behind the airdrop?"
"Xiao Qi: ..."

As soon as Xiao Qi finished speaking, the live stream chat flooded with comments. Seeing what the audience was saying, Xiao Qi nearly vomited blood. It was just a small slip-up in his commentary—was it really necessary to keep harping on it? It wasn't like it was his first time making a mistake... *Cough*.

Ignoring the audience's comments, Xiao Qi turned his attention back to the game, his expression turning serious. Frowning slightly, he analyzed, "Although Brother Hooligan successfully used that feint to reach the airdrop, he is by no means safe."

"That's right. The area around the airdrop is too exposed; there are no other covers nearby. The motorcycle he drove over has already been blown up. Currently, that airdrop is his only shelter," commentator Xiao Mo added, sharing her own perspective after hearing Xiao Qi’s analysis.

"If there were only one squad nearby, it would be manageable, but there are clearly more than that. Their positioning poses a massive threat to Brother Hooligan," Xiao Qi continued.

Listening to the analysis from Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo, many viewers watching the stream began to worry for Yang Hao. As the commentators pointed out, his current position was precarious. While the airdrop crate could block fire from some angles, there were simply too many people around, and no one knew if someone else might suddenly pop up. Yang Hao remained exposed to the guns of several players. The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder.

*Bang!*

Suddenly, another gunshot rang out in the game.

"It's him! He fired again!"

At the commentary desk, the moment he heard the shot, Xiao Qi locked his gaze onto Yang Hao and happened to see the exact moment he pulled the trigger and closed his scope.

Meanwhile, not far away, a player wearing a Level 3 helmet broke into a cold sweat. The helmet was already turning red, and his health had dropped to a critical level in an instant. Just moments before, seeing Yang Hao hiding behind the airdrop and applying bandages, he had felt tempted. Yang Hao’s position was perfectly exposed to his line of sight, and he had a high chance of success if he took the shot.

Holding onto that thought, he had cautiously poked his head out. However, before he could even fire, Yang Hao’s sudden reaction while bandaging left him utterly bewildered. A quick counter-attack had forced him back. If not for the protection of his Level 3 helmet, his fate likely would have been no better than the last person who had the same idea.

When the broadcast cut to the player Yang Hao had severely wounded, the audience gasped.

"Is Brother Hooligan's eyesight really that good?"
"He found him even though he was wearing a ghillie suit?"
"Definitely 2.0 vision, confirmed!"
"The key is the reaction time—it's just too fast."
"That's the second time he's defused a crisis in a row."
"This is terrifying!"

Watching the camera return to Yang Hao behind the airdrop, he was gradually recovering his health with bandages. Because of those two shots, the people lurking nearby gradually suppressed their restless impulses. Those who wanted to shoot were blocked by the airdrop, and those with a clear shot chose to wait and watch, intimidated by Yang Hao’s display.

Regardless, no one intended to let him go. Even if he was safe for the moment, there was no way for him to leave. If he still had the motorcycle, he might have chanced a desperate escape, but the bike was a wreck. As for running? That was impossible. If he dared to step out, he would be turned into a sieve in the next second. If not for the carelessness of those around him, Yang Hao would have struggled to make it this far. But after being toyed with and receiving two warning shots from a Kar98K, no one was going to let someone like him continue in the match. In the eyes of those around him, Yang Hao was a dead man.

Fortunately, Yang Hao had a brief moment to catch his breath. However, having made it this far, he had no intention of leaving. He was going to fight back! He eyed the airdrop crate, a flicker of anticipation in his heart. An AWM? An M24? If he could find one of those, his chances would be much higher.

However, there wasn't one. Not every airdrop contained such high-tier gear. Inside, Yang Hao only found a Level 3 helmet, some adrenaline, and a 15x scope. The drop wasn't particularly rich. The 15x scope was almost useless in this situation, but the Level 3 helmet provided a much-needed sense of security. As long as his opponents weren't wielding a powerhouse like an AWM, he was unlikely to be killed with a single shot.

Suddenly, Yang Hao’s peripheral vision caught movement, and his eyes twitched. He saw two people standing up at the same time not far away.

*Can't hold back anymore?*

Narrowing his eyes, a sharp sense of crisis surged in his chest.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession.

"You-You-Wo-Xin used a Kar98K to headshot and knock down Star River, Luo Sheng!"

Just as the knockdown notification appeared, a cloud of blood mist erupted from Yang Hao’s head. His health bar plummeted to a dangerously low level. Facing two people attacking at once, even with his superior skill, he couldn't counter both simultaneously. He had to pick one. While he successfully knocked one down, he had been headshot by the other. Fortunately, the Level 3 helmet from the airdrop saved his life.

But his situation had become dire.

"That was so close!"
"He was nearly wiped out!"
"Thank goodness they didn't have an AWM!"
"It's okay, there's still a chance..."

The audience, witnessing the three-way duel, gasped in excitement while sweating for Yang Hao. It was spectacular! Yet, Yang Hao felt no relief; his nerves were even tighter. After knocking that one player down, even with only a sliver of health left, his first reaction wasn't to heal, but to reload his Kar98K. He knew the other player would strike again.

Sure enough! Just as Yang Hao finished cycling the bolt, the person who had headshot him stood up again. In an instant, Yang Hao raised his rifle! Without even aiming down the scope, he fired.

*Bang!*

His shot connected. Because Yang Hao was faster, by the time his bullet hit, the opponent had no time to fire back. A single shot, a clean kill!

At the commentary desk, the commentators were stunned by his play.

"Pre-aiming without scoping in?" Xiao Qi was genuinely shaken. Beside him, Xiao Mo’s eyes sparkled.

"A sharpshooter?"
"Is that even possible?"
"That was a weird and magical shot, Brother Hooligan is 666."
"Long live Brother Hooligan, he's too damn good."
"Damn, am I seeing things?"
"I'm speechless..."

The viewers were completely shocked. Yang Hao's move was breathtaking.

At the same time, having just fired his shot, Yang Hao let out a sigh of relief as he saw the kill notification. Suddenly, just as he was cycling the bolt again, another figure popped up in his field of vision.

*You've got to be kidding me...*

As this new person appeared, Yang Hao felt like cursing. Just as the sense of crisis peaked, a sharp sound of a Kar98K bullet whistling through the air came from behind him.

"Qing-Qing-Zi-Jin used a Kar98K to headshot and kill Red Flag, Brother Bing!"

In the distance, a beautiful figure appeared on a mountain ridge, standing tall and proud.