Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 299 Holding Back the Point

Qi Yuzhe was already standing on the west balcony, his M7 rifle resting on the railing, his eyes fixed on the scope, his finger on the edge of the trigger.

"Judging from the gunshots just now, the Joker's gang came from the highway outside the south wall of the administration building."

"The fastest route to the West Tower from that side must pass through this intersection."

"I'll hold this position. This distance is just right for the rifles to fire from. If they dare to show their faces, they'll be in big trouble," Qi Yuzhe's voice came from the balcony.

Qi Yuzhe used an M7 rifle, which is more suitable for medium to long range, so he stood on the west balcony to block the intersection that the Clown Gang would definitely pass through.

Han Che didn't turn around, but simply responded in a low voice.

"You just keep an eye on that side. I'll stay by the glass window in the computer room, blocking the view of the lobby on the first floor."

In addition, he also had to be careful and spare some energy to guard against Saeed, who might appear at any time.

Han Che felt a growing sense of irritation. The operation had already been going poorly, and he had finally managed to get Raven as a helper, but then Said came along and caused trouble at this crucial moment, adding even more uncertainty to the already complicated situation.

However, on second thought, it was fortunate that Said was currently near the gatehouse and did not seem to have any immediate intention of directly attacking their room.

Moreover, from where Saeed is located, he can also help keep an eye on the stairs over there.

If they really do fight the Joker Gang, Han Che and the others only need to focus all their attention on the stairwell on the west side. They don't need to worry about someone sneaking up from behind.

In a sense, Saeed is temporarily a helper.

Just as Han Che was quickly calculating in his mind how to fight and how to use the terrain to his advantage, Qi Yuzhe's eyes narrowed suddenly on the balcony, and his shout and the sound of his M7 rifle rang out at the same time.

"They're here!"

Da da da da!

The sound of an M7 gunshot rang out on the empty west balcony, and a series of slender spent cartridge cases bounced to the ground with a clattering sound.

Qi Yuzhe reacted extremely quickly. The moment he saw a figure appear at the intersection, he pulled the trigger. The bullet whistled down, carrying scorching sparks, and sent the enemy who had just peeked out from behind the stone wall at the intersection flying back.

For Qi Yuzhe, a distance of several dozen meters was not far. With Qi Yuzhe's steady recoil control, the bullet accurately hit the enemy's upper body without any doubt, and a spray of blood mist could even be seen spraying out in mid-air.

However, the people on the highway seemed to have been prepared. They only peeked out briefly before jumping back in a flustered manner and retreating behind the concrete wall.

Qi Yuzhe clicked his tongue in regret, raised the muzzle of his rifle slightly, and muttered to himself with some resentment.

"The bullets definitely hit. Judging from the location of the blood mist, one of the shots must have been a headshot."

"But how come they didn't kill him outright? What a damn bad luck! Has he really been out of practice with a rifle for too long and gotten rusty? How could he not have been killed?"

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"The west wing of the administration building is just outside this intersection, so be careful." Brother Qiang led the first and second squads toward the west wing and stopped at the intersection.

"This location is a bit open and there's not much cover. Don't rush out blindly. There's a balcony up there, and you'll easily become a target from above," Qiang Ge warned.

"You guys need to learn something real now that you're in this business. Even though we're not a top-tier professional club and can't compare to the Bald Eagles, we still need to improve, right?"

"Have you guys ever watched those pro player videos? Those skilled players always use a move called 'peek' when they're going through cover like this!"

"Did you understand what I was seeing?"

"It means keeping your body close to the wall, quickly peeking out to take a look, and then immediately pulling back to avoid being shot dead by someone with a sniper rifle on the opposite building."

"As long as we can get the defensive information inside first, we can pull back our firing lines and launch a counterattack!"

The people gathered around the truck looked at each other, speechless.

These people were used to scavenging for supplies in the wilderness, and their fighting relied entirely on luck and firepower suppression. They had never heard of such sophisticated tactical terms before, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Huang Mao, Qiang Ge's most loyal follower, couldn't let his boss, Qiang Ge, be embarrassed at this moment, so he immediately cleared his throat and loudly echoed him.

"Got it, Brother Qiang! I've seen this move in videos on the forum before, it's really powerful. I heard that even the two toughest map bosses in Tide Prison often use this move to bait bullets and create firing lines!"

"Well said! You're quite insightful, kid!" Brother Qiang patted Huang Mao's shoulder with a look of satisfaction, nodding repeatedly. Then he straightened up and waved his hand.

"Huang Zi! Since you know, then go over there and give everyone a live demonstration. Let these country bumpkins who've never seen anything like this open their eyes and see what professional player movement looks like!"

"Huh? Me?" Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze. He obviously did not expect that Brother Qiang would suddenly throw this hot potato on his head.

Yellow Hair glanced at the empty road, shrank back, and said in a slightly hesitant voice, "No, Brother Qiang, the other side seems to have pretty good aim, maybe we should..."

Upon hearing this, Qiang raised his eyebrows and glared fiercely with his triangular eyes, his gaze filled with an unyielding coldness that brooked no refusal. This frightened Huang Mao so much that he swallowed the rest of his sentence and dared not refuse again.

With no other option, Huang Mao had to bite the bullet and walk over. His legs felt weak as he moved to the base of the wall.

Just before his body was about to pass the corner of the wall, he turned his head one last time and looked at Brother Qiang with a pleading look in his eyes.

Qiang nodded expressionlessly at him, tapped his watch on his wrist, and impatiently urged, "Stop dawdling here, hurry up, everyone's waiting!"

With no other option, Huang Mao had to comply.

He swallowed hard, mentally preparing himself.

He pressed his body tightly against the rough corner of the wall, holding his breath, afraid to even exhale, and frantically chanting in his mind, "You can't see me, you can't see me!"

Immediately afterwards, his head darted out slightly to the side, but in less than a second, he quickly pulled it back as if he'd been electrocuted.

However, because he was so nervous, he didn't dare to open his eyes at all when he turned his head. He saw nothing but darkness under his eyelids.

Qiang Ge, watching from the side, frowned and asked, "How's it going, Huang Zi? Did you see what's going on up there? What did you see?"

The blond-haired man rubbed his nose somewhat awkwardly and answered in a low voice.

"Um... Brother Qiang, you shrank back too quickly just now, I didn't see anything..."

"Useless! Keep watching!" Qiang Ge muttered under his breath.