"They're switching players, they're switching players!"
"Zhang is taking the field!"
"But under these circumstances, it doesn't matter who they send in. Even if Zhang is exceptionally skilled, they've only got four players. The enemy outnumbers them by 24 tis!"
"Who cares, kill as many as you can. At least show so fighting spirit in the match, right?"
"Yes! That's right! Let them know that even if they band together to besiege our Huaxia team, we'll still bite off a chunk from them!"
The Huaxia audience below was chanting the na of the lsp team. At this mont, esports fans across the country were cheering for the lsp team.
"Humph, what good is all that noise?" sneered the coaches of the other teams. Under the joint encirclent of 96 professional players, unless they were cheating, no amount of extra hands would save them from being eliminated!
"Look, Zhang brought his own peripherals this ti! When he plays League of Legends, doesn't he usually use soone else's keyboard?"
"It seems like Zhang is getting serious this ti!"
Professional competitions allow players to bring their own equipnt for familiarity, as long as it is inspected by the on-site referees.
"Mr. Zhang, we need to check the equipnt you've brought, please."
"No problem," Zhang nglong handed over the keyboard, "Be careful, there are 107 carats of diamonds encrusted on my keyboard."
On hearing this, the referee's hands trembled, nearly dropping the keyboard on the floor.
What the hell? Why encrust diamonds on a keyboard? Are you so flush with diamonds that you've run out of places to use them? Maybe you should consider placing a few hundred carats on your ho toilet seat?
"The equipnt is fine," the judge carefully handed the keyboard back to Zhang nglong, "This custom-made keyboard should withstand an operation intensity and precise response above 800 APM."
"Holy crap? 800 APM? Does he need such high-performance gear?" The audience was taken aback by the referee's comnts.
Actually, most slightly advanced keyboards can withstand high APMs, 800 isn't an exaggerated number, but to accurately respond to over 800 APM is truly frightening.
For example, if soone presses 10 keys on a keyboard in one second, low-precision keyboards could only recognize six or seven of those keys, and they wouldn't even accurately register the sequence of key presses.
However, a high-precision keyboard could perfectly replicate the sequence of those 10 button presses. That's the difference in keyboard performance.
But in most cases, such a high response rate isn't necessary. If Zhang nglong brought out such advanced gear, that ans ordinary keyboards no longer et the basic requirents of his operations!
"Is everyone ready?" Zhang nglong sat down in his seat and cracked his knuckles.
"Ready!" Having witnessed Zhang nglong's previous performance, all the team mbers were brimming with aggression.
"Excellent!" Zhang nglong shouted, "From now on, this place shall be known as Zhang nglong Square!"
...
"The ga continues!"
As the referee's voice rang out, the ga proceeded. Zhang nglong controlled his character to land on the ground at the fastest speed and ran straight into the nearest room, while the other three teammates landed nearby.
But within just a few dozen ters around them, at least 20 enemies had landed, having already traded resources and acquired strong combat capabilities.
In contrast, it seed Lady Luck was not on the side of Zhang nglong and his team, as the other teammates only found very ordinary weapons.
"Damn, what bad luck, only a machine gun?" The audience tensed up as the room Zhang nglong entered contained only a DP-28 machine gun with 120 rounds of ammunition, a Level One helt, and a backpack.
"It's over, they're surrounded by enemies. He can't even leave the house. The mont he shows his head, there might be ten 8x scopes aiming at his forehead."
"Chickens all busted, we're done for..."
The DP-28 was indeed a very powerful machine gun, but it had a fatal flaw—its recoil was too terrifying. If a player didn't know how to control the recoil, after a few shots, the muzzle could fly up to the sky and start shooting at planes!
"We won!" The mont Zhang nglong found the gun, he knew the match had ended. For him, it didn't matter what kind of gun it was; as long as it was a gun, he could make it have zero recoil!
"Tell
what's going on around you," Zhang nglong communicated calmly with his teammates.
"I'm Number 1, I'm in the SW128 direction, I have 4 full squads around , exactly in my four directions. They're not moving yet, two snipers are watching , and the rest are still gathering equipnt."
"I'm Number 2, as soon as I landed 8 idiots chased
down and started punching . I grabbed a gun and killed three of them, then another guy with a gun killed ..."
"I'm Number 3 in the SE78 direction, I have five squads around , and they're getting ready to storm the building."
"Boom!" Suddenly, the sound of a grenade explosion rang out.
"Coach, I've been blown up....."
"No worries, just wait to win lying down!" Zhang nglong had already grasped the general movent of the enemies. About one-third of them were still scavenging for equipnt. After all, they each wanted to win and wouldn't focus entirely on hunting them down. This was the opportunity for their lsp squad!
"We've just landed and only two of us are left, how are we supposed to fight?"
"Look fast, another mber of the lsp squad is being surrounded!"
"His shooting is so accurate, one against four and he knocked down two, badass!"
"What a sha, if it were a fair match, they would probably be champions again."
"Now only Boss Zhang is left, he has to fight against ninety-sothing people, how can he win?"
...
"The first squad!" Zhang nglong, keeping track of the line of sight and footsteps, spotted four enemies in one direction. They were from a squad called GUN. They must've known he was in their direction but didn't know which side of the building he was on.
"Second-floor window!" A player from the GUN squad was the first to spot the erging Zhang nglong. The professional player's quick reaction ti allowed them to instantly set their sights on the only window on the second floor.
But by that point, Zhang nglong had already opened fire.
"What a joke, one machine gun against four of us, possible only if every bullet hits the head!"
"Tat-tat!" A burst of gunfire sounded, and four boxes suddenly exuded green smoke.
Out of a magazine of 47 bullets, Zhang nglong had 40 left. Three of the four had Level Two helts, which needed two headshots to be killed, and the remaining one had no helt—a single shot would an a headshot. Zhang nglong's seven bullets hit his enemies' heads with deadly precision.
Still in burst fire!
Zhang nglong leaped out the window, and the instant he hit the ground, he fired off a shot in one direction.
Over two hundred ters away, a sniper who was hiding behind a window watching the area had a spray of blood burst from his head.
"What just happened?" The expressions on the faces of the four GUN squad mbers were still frozen. They hadn't even fired their guns yet!
Through the slow-motion replay of the death, they witnessed the astonishing scene—Zhang nglong's machine gun fired seven steady shots in a burst, headshotting all four of them!
"It's him! He's the one!" One of the squad mbers suddenly recalled a legend that had been circulating in the entire PUBG player community over the past month.
"He... Zhang nglong is 'I'm your dad!'"
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