Chapter 151 Sneaking Up Quietly

The person who had just climbed up to the window had no time to react before Yao Cheng, who suddenly emerged, swung two wild punches at him.

The opponent had never expected Yao Cheng to be so cunning. After climbing in through the window, instead of rushing to leave, he had actually crouched right beneath it.

This was something he simply had not anticipated.

Otherwise, how could his current situation be so utterly miserable?

It was too damn humiliating. Someone with a gun getting beaten up by someone without one—how shameful would that sound if word got out?

Meanwhile, in the tournament broadcast rooms of various streaming platforms, countless viewers burst into fits of laughter at the sight.

"Oh mother, this Windchaser brother is so sneaky, seriously so cheap!"

"That's right, our Youth of the Wind, even when cheap, maintains his unique style."

"Sneakiness is the way to go, absolute flex!"

"If it were us, we'd have been running around in a panic long ago; who would even think of counterattacking?"

"That's the difference between a master and a rookie."

At the caster desk.

Seeing Yao Cheng's counterattack, caster Xiao Qi immediately grew excited.

"The Youth of the Wind's counterattack is full of finesse. He successfully exploited a normal person's psychological blind spot, ambushed beneath the window, and landed two heavy punches on Xiaoxing when Xiaoxing had no way to retaliate." Long before Yao Cheng hid there, caster Xiao Qi had been waiting for this moment to happen, and he hadn't expected his guess to actually hit the mark.

As for the person who had taken two punches from Yao Cheng, it was none other than Red Flag TV streamer Xiaoxing, though his current situation didn't look too promising.

"He's giving up. It seems the Youth of the Wind has escaped disaster by the skin of his teeth." Right at that moment, Xiao Mo chimed in from the side.

Hearing this, Xiao Qi looked at the screen and smiled as well, saying, "Taking two consecutive punches from the opponent while unable to fire a weapon during a window climb, Xiaoxing made the right choice. If he had insisted on entering the house, who knows, before he even had a chance to shoot, he might have been knocked down by the Youth of the Wind."

Just as caster Xiao Qi finished speaking, he saw Xiaoxing, who had been halfway through climbing the window, retreat backward.

However, the next moment, the scene that unfolded in the match startled him.

At the same time, the viewers in front of the live streams were also shocked.

"Holy cow, what is the Youth of the Wind trying to do?"

"This is getting a bit arrogant. Trying to counterattack?"

"Ha-ha-ha, seeking death? Our Xiaoxing is not one to be messed with."

"Let's go Xiaoxing, take him down!"

"The Youth of the Wind is in some danger!"

In the stream chat, supporters of both Yao Cheng and streamer Xiaoxing voiced their thoughts.

After being stunned for a moment, caster Xiao Qi quickly recovered.

The situation in the match was somewhat delicate, but as a high-tier caster, Xiao Qi's professional competence shone through at this moment.

"The Youth of the Wind is going to counterattack! As Xiaoxing retreated, he swiftly climbed up to the windowsill. But his current situation is extremely dangerous; although Xiaoxing took two punches from him, the Youth of the Wind has nothing on him, whereas Xiaoxing is holding a shotgun." Just as Yao Cheng vaulted onto the window, realizing what Yao Cheng was about to do, Xiao Qi rattled off an analysis of both players' situations at breakneck speed.

"Xiaoxing is going to fire, the Youth of the Wind is in danger..."

"I... what the hell? He missed! Is the Youth of the Wind seriously this lucky?"

"The Youth of the Wind is counterattacking, Xiaoxing..."

"Uh, Xiaoxing has been gunned down!"

At the caster desk, Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo chimed back and forth, keeping track of every single detail happening in the match, trying to present every thrilling moment to the audience.

With the final words leaving caster Xiao Qi's mouth, the two battling players had already decided the victor.

Yao Cheng had actually defeated his opponent with bare hands.

"Good grief, isn't Brother Windchaser flexing way too hard?"

"A decisive comeback, a blatant counter-kill right there!"

"Absolute flex, truly worthy of being the Youth of the Wind, the embodiment of justice and bravery."

"Wuwuwu, my poor Xiaoxing, so pitiful."

"Hmph, hateful Youth of the Wind."

Looking at Yao Cheng looting the death crate on screen, the audience couldn't help but marvel in amazement.

Just a moment ago, almost everyone had thought Yao Cheng's move was tantamount to seeking his own demise.

Yet unexpectedly, within moments, Yao Cheng had taught them a lesson.

What is a comeback?

What is a counter-kill?

This was it!

Quickly finishing his loot, Yao Cheng climbed back through the window, leaned against a relatively safe spot in the room, and began using bandages.

Having been grazed by two shots, though he hadn't died, his condition was far from optimal.

The previous skirmish had concluded, and seeing Yao Cheng hiding in the room bandaging up, the backstage director was just about to cut the camera away when a glance at the mini-map caused him to freeze his hand.

Someone was heading this way.

At this moment, Xiao Mo and Xiao Qi at the caster desk also noticed the situation.

Soft footsteps quietly approached nearby.

"Damn it, someone else is coming."

"It's Xiaoxing's teammate, here for revenge."

"The Youth of the Wind is in danger; his health is a bit low."

"The opponent is holding an M16A4."

"An M16? Heh, under my mighty S686, all beings are equal."

"Long live the great equalizer!"

Prompted by casters Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo, the audience also noticed the development, and many began to worry for Yao Cheng.

Yao Cheng's health status was somewhat poor, and coupled with only a level-one vest and no helmet at all, whereas his opponent was fully equipped with a set of level-two protective gear.

The crucial part was that, judging by the opponent's movements, they were clearly gunning for Yao Cheng inside the room.

This person was the teammate of the recently fallen streamer Xiaoxing.

Clearly, he had received a prompt from Xiaoxing beforehand and knew Yao Cheng's general location.

Yao Cheng's earlier window-climbing maneuver had been witnessed by streamer Xiaoxing.

Although streamer Xiaoxing had already perished, transformed into a death crate, he was able to use his post-mortem perspective to observe Yao Cheng's movements.

Footsteps were closing in!

Yao Cheng, currently bandaging inside the room, furrowed his brow.

Obviously, he had also noticed that someone was approaching.

Yao Cheng halted his bandaging action, re-gripped the S686 in his hands, but remained completely still.

He didn't know whether the opponent had already spotted him, but if he were to move right now, his position would be instantly exposed.

The door was wide open.

He was waiting, waiting for the opponent to show themselves.

Suddenly, as a figure flashed across the doorway, Yao Cheng instinctively raised the S686 in his hands and instantly pulled the trigger.

Simultaneously, two close-range gunshots rang out at the exact same time.

The person at the doorway had fired, while the other gunshot seemed to come from a completely different direction.

"Tomato and Lingxue used Scar-L to eliminate Red Flag, Xiaoxing's Fan!"

However, the very next instant, the kill feed scrolling across the screen left everyone dumbfounded.

The opponent had been eliminated by Ling Xueer.

At that moment, the director hurriedly switched the camera to Ling Xueer, who had suddenly appeared on the scene.

That person had clearly been killed by her.

"Good grief, Sister Xueer is truly vicious."

"Thanks to Sister Xueer for saving Brother Windchaser's life."

"Goddess Xueer is clutch!"

"Ah, totally unexpected, Sister Xueer arrived at the absolute best time."

In the live stream, the salted fish fans who spotted Ling Xueer flooded the chat with rows of 666.

The match continued. After eliminating those two and scavenging the area for a bit longer, the duo of Yao Cheng and Ling Xueer found themselves with quite a fat load of gear.

Aside from here, battles were breaking out successively in other parts of the airport, and even Zhuizi Yuan and Shen Muxi on the other side were no exception.

Amidst the rising and falling gunfire, the number of players who had landed at the airport was reduced to nearly half of the original count.

Right at this moment, near the perimeter of the airport, two figures quietly materialized.

They were sneaking their way in.