Chapter 152: Two People Wanting to Play the Fisherman

My Wife Is a Legend A Lin 2565 words 2026-03-30 05:47:22

Without a doubt, the two figures sneaking over were none other than Yang Hao and Lin Zijin, who had just returned from looting the outer regions.

As they appeared, the alert observer quickly switched the camera feed to give them a close-up.

"Wow, it's the Goddess and the Troll!"
"I can't believe they're back. I knew they wouldn't be content just playing wild in the wilderness."
"Omg, look at their gear!"
"I'm crying tears of blood. After wandering around for ages, the Troll only has a UMP9? Is he really that pitiful?"
"Wait, there's a crossbow too!"
"What's a crossbow even good for?"

When Yang Hao and Lin Zijin appeared side by side, the audience immediately locked their eyes on Yang Hao, almost unable to bear the sight.

What the heck, his equipment was way too terrible, right?
A UMP9 was one thing, but what was up with that crossbow?

However, when the viewers shifted their gaze to Lin Zijin, they were utterly stunned.

"Holy cow, an M24? A Level 3 helmet? Is that an 8x scope or a 15x scope?"
"Did they loot an airdrop? No way!"
"Ehhhh, didn't you guys notice? The gear on the Goddess and the Troll are two completely extreme opposites!"
"This must mean the Troll couldn't win the loot against the Goddess..."
"Agreed. The Troll just needs to lie down and be carried. The Goddess will do the carrying!"
"Lie down? Eww, you guys are so filthy..."

Amidst the audience's lively discussion, Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo, the commentators at the desk, also noticed the equipment on Yang Hao and Lin Zijin. When they caught sight of the M24 in Lin Zijin's hands, they instantly felt energized.

Wasn't this match treating them a bit too well?
Scoring an airdrop not long after the start—this was a surefire recipe to defy the heavens.

With a massive weapon like the M24 in Lin Zijin's hands, one could only imagine how many unexpected twists the rest of the match would hold.
Lin Zijin's sniping was simply divine.

"The sudden appearance of Lin Zijin and the Troll is exceptionally bad news for the people inside the Military Base," Xiao Qi said thoughtfully after a brief pause.

"Indeed, the two of them are wild cards right now."
Commentator Xiao Mo echoed the sentiment, then couldn't help letting out a chuckle filled with amusement as she said, "Still, isn't the gear on the Troll a bit too tragic? A UMP9, a crossbow, a Level 1 vest... Is this the legendary elementary school student starter pack?"

As soon as Xiao Mo's words dropped, the viewers in front of their screens froze for a second before bursting into uproarious laughter.

"An elementary school student starter pack? Sister Xiao Mo, are you looking down on us?"
"An elementary schooler's gear is better than the Troll's! Please don't 'insult' our elementary school students."
"Is it really okay for Sister Xiao Mo to be this mischievous?"
"Just trolling a bit, having a lot of fun?"
"Xiao Mo: Trolling a bit, I'm really, really happy!"

Because of Yang Hao's horrific gear and Xiao Mo's playful remark, the atmosphere in the live broadcast instantly became cheerful and lively.

Inside the game:
Following the several fierce skirmishes that had broken out earlier, and with a portion of the players eliminated, the Military Base had gradually returned to a state of calm.
It wasn't that there was nobody left; rather, the survivors of the previous battles had all gone to ground, hiding in the shadows.

By this point, the equipment on every remaining squad was practically maxed out.
Next, they were waiting for the right moment. The moment anyone exposed the slightest flaw, they would likely invite a fatal assault from other teams.
This was a game of psychological chess right before the real firefights broke out.

The Military Base—the C-Buildings, the K-Building, the large warehouses... there were still people scattered across all these locations.
To count them up, there were five squads remaining in total.
Three were full squads, while the other two teams had been reduced to lone survivors.
That made eight players altogether.

Among the three full squads were Yao Cheng and Zhu Ziyuan, who currently occupied the C-Buildings and the K-Building respectively.
At the same time, in a certain room inside the K-Building, another person was lying completely prone, not daring to move a muscle.
He no longer dared to make any reckless movements because Shen Muxi and Zhu Ziyuan had taken over the K-Building. The slightest disturbance on his part would easily expose his position.

Shen Muxi and Zhu Ziyuan clearly hadn't noticed this slippery fish that had slipped through their net.
It was clear that the opponent was deeply versed in the art of survival, hiding here for so long without giving himself away.

Right now, none of them knew that on the hills surrounding the outer perimeter of the Military Base, two major threats were quietly approaching.

Looking toward the Military Base, Yang Hao couldn't help chuckling softly, "I hope Yao Zi and the others are still inside. Otherwise, it won't be much fun."
Crouched on the hillside, Lin Zijin unconsciously glanced at Yang Hao in the game and couldn't help smiling faintly.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire echoed from within the Military Base.
A battle had broken out.

Hearing the gunfire, Lin Zijin grew even more vigilant. Raising the 8x scope mounted on her M24, she began observing the movements inside the Military Base.
Yet, even when a figure or two suddenly flickered across her field of view, Lin Zijin held her fire.

Seeing the actions of Yang Hao and Lin Zijin, many viewers were surprised.
This playstyle didn't quite match the Lin Zijin they remembered; wasn't she being way too cautious?

However, when they cast their gazes upon the other figure standing beside her, they suddenly understood.
It had to be the Troll again. Only the Troll could be this cowardly.

Of course, those who truly understood the game had already guessed the intentions of Yang Hao and Lin Zijin.
Among them were the commentators Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo at the desk.

Many viewers had already deduced that Yang Hao and Lin Zijin were holding their fire because they wanted the people inside the Military Base to whittle each other down first, waiting to strike the remaining players with a fatal blow at the critical moment.

When the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits!
Yang Hao and Lin Zijin wanted to play the role of the fisherman.

Once Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo analyzed Yang Hao and Lin Zijin's strategy, many viewers came to a sudden realization. Looking at the two figures lying low on the hill, they couldn't help but offer a silent moment of mourning for the people trapped inside the Military Base.

That was way too shady!
Just imagine: when the squad that claimed ultimate victory in the Military Base finally walked out exultantly, full of joy, only to be ambushed and sanctioned by these two before they could even showcase their prowess in the later stages of the match—how frustrating would that be?

If it were them, they'd probably be depressed enough to bang their heads against a wall.
The plunge from the peak of the mountain down to the deepest valley was a feeling not everyone could endure.

"Oh my god, is this Troll even human? He's so shady!"
"I don't get it. Why does Goddess Zijin listen to him so much?"
"Alas, the Goddess is going to be corrupted by the Troll."
"Pouring one out in advance for our friends inside the Military Base."
"Wait a minute, the Racing Boy and Pighead are also inside the Military Base!"
"Holy cow, Ling Xueer and Shen Muxi are in there too! Are they going to run into each other?"
"Hahaha, this just got interesting."
"So thrilling, so thrilling..."

Prompted by the commentators Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo, many viewers watching the stream now understood Yang Hao and Lin Zijin's subsequent plan crystal clear.
Just as they engaged in a frenzy of enthusiastic discussion, they suddenly remembered that two of Lin Zijin's teammates were inside the Military Base, alongside Racing Boy and Pighead.

Were these six people about to clash right here?
This was getting more and more interesting...