The young anchor chased for a long time but couldn't find anyone, so he took his teammates to push the base.
The five of them pushed all the way to the base, as if they had finally found an outlet to vent their anger, and blocked the three opponents at the entrance of the base.
"Even if they go to steal the base, they can't beat our speed. Let them continue to be cowards! Let's destroy their lair!"
The anchor's high-pitched voice came through Duan Wenzheng's earphone, not clear, but Xue Lan could hear every word clearly. He could not help but speed up with Duan Wenzheng and rushed back to the base.
When the two of them got around to the attack range of the base, three of their teammates had already been pinned down behind the last cover in front of the base.
"Is cheating so useless?" The anchor turned on the regional microphone and connected to the live broadcast and sneered loudly: "Everyone knows that to play "Doomsday" well, you need to rely on your shooting skills and brains. What's the use of cheating like this if you happen to win against Yanshen?"
Finally regaining his dignity in the live broadcast room, he continued to shout: "Going pro? If they can go pro, I'll eat the keyboard! But brothers, you can look forward to this little anchor's hip-twisting dance!"
"But we have to set a time limit, right? What if the girl insists that she can play professionally even when she's 80?"
After he said that, he burst into laughter.
Duan Wen Zheng quietly raised his gun, not knowing how much of the words in the headset he heard.
Xue Lan opened the map with a tense expression and typed—
But just as he was typing a long paragraph, Duan Wenzheng had already shot the young anchor's helmet again.
His shouting words were still ringing in his ears, but his blood had been drained away to only a trace of blood.
The arrogance he had just shown disappeared in an instant, and he retreated to the shelter nearby.
His teammates also became alert. Although they did not like this anchor who died several times at the beginning but still commanded them without knowing what was going on, they also felt that the other party must be cheating after hearing what he said.
Xue Lan hurriedly cleared the words he had just typed and replenished Duan Wenzheng's status. Seeing that they had finally recovered the economy, several teammates hurriedly broke through and went around to Xue Lan's treatment range to meet up.
"Push over from the left side, remember to save blood, don't kill."
The three teammates were confused, but Duan Wenzheng's casual tone carried a sense of authority that could not be refused. At this moment, their conditions had been almost recovered and they could not waste any more time, so the three of them followed Duan Wenzheng's words and rushed over from the left.
Xue Lan followed Duan Wenzheng to set up their guns at a high point. He observed the enemy's movements while taking time to type.
babycandy: I'm not trying to get kills. They are at our doorstep. If they die now, it will be time for them to revive by the time we push to their base.
The teammates suddenly understood the meaning of Duan Wenzheng's instructions, typed a few words in agreement, and started rushing towards the enemy.
The three of them forced their way out, while the five who were hiding behind the bunkers and keeping motionless would be shot dead by the sniper rifles above their heads as soon as they poked their heads out.
The young anchor still wanted to break out by force, but his teammates no longer believed him and they released smoke bombs while retreating to the base.
When Xue Lan's people saw that they intended to evacuate, they followed them until they forced them back to the base.
The situation on the battle changed dramatically after the two joined in. The five scattered enemies each looked for rocks to hide in, but the more they did so, the more all their routes of retreat were blocked by the guns chasing them from behind.
The anchor found a rock to hide behind. He looked at the base behind him, then at his teammates who were surrounded by the enemy not far away, and said angrily:
"Don't go there!!"
"Why are you running? The medics are here to find me!"
But at this moment, no one was willing to listen to his command, as his teammates had already started shooting at the people chasing them.
The anchor cursed as he leaned out of the cover and tried to provide support, but as soon as he stuck his head out, he was shot and only a trace of blood was left on him. He immediately retreated back into the cover.
"Where's the medic?"
"What are you fighting for? If I don't go, why are you fighting them?!"
The host's jumping voice came intermittently from the headset, but this time, his teammates no longer believed him, and some even cursed directly on the microphone:
"The team has already started, what are you doing there? Just shut up, you are such a bad player and you are trying to imitate others in giving orders?"
These people gave up resistance instantly and started cursing in the team channel.
This time, Xue Lan followed a few others to clear out the four people, and then pursued them towards the place where the anchor was hiding.
Duan Wenzhen seemed to feel that the sound in the headset was a bit noisy, so he turned off the live broadcast and typed to a few teammates.
reset: Leave this person to me.
After hearing this, the teammates put away their guns and rushed towards the enemy base.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xue Lan's lips. It was a good high-end game, but Duan Wenzheng turned it into a human-machine game. However, it was not because he crushed the opponent technically, but because he broke down the enemy's psychological defenses bit by bit.
The anchor hiding behind the cover was probably swearing at his teammates, facing doubts and ridicules from the live broadcast room, while recovering with an injection that could only restore a small amount of blood.
Obviously I didn't want this to happen.
He didn't know why, but he felt that this was... somewhat satisfying.
His eyes fell on the figure holding the gun beside him.
The wind in the blue smoke wilderness floats the clothes on his shoulders and the loose hair beside his ears. He is as unrestrained as the wind in this vast world, but as brilliant as the endless galaxy hidden in the dark blue smoke above his head.
Duan Wen Zheng is like the most powerful and unrestrained wind in the blue smoke wilderness.
At this moment, Xue Lan seemed to see him walking step by step to the top of the world through the endless sky of the wilderness.
It's a pity that he didn't have a gun in his hand at the moment, a gun that could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"What are you standing there for?"
Duan Wenzheng's voice brought Xue Lan back to his senses, and he quickly and cautiously turned his gaze towards the shelter on the side.
I thought that the young anchor was making some unusual movements and was planning to struggle one last time, but I found that he was still quietly hiding behind the cover and recovering his health.
Duan Wenzheng looked at the little medic on the screen who had activated the skill stacking effect buff because of his words. He seemed to be amused by his actions and said happily, "Go over there."
Duan Wen Zheng said this and marked a point on the map, which was the boulder where the anchor was hiding.
Time was of the essence in a battle, and letting a medic go directly against an assault soldier, the meaning of this was perhaps self-evident, but Xue Lan walked towards the bunker where the man was hiding without even thinking about it.
Ever since the other teammates went to destroy the enemy base, the anchor has been hiding behind a boulder and using a continuous recovery injection with a very small blood recovery meter. While he was arguing with his teammates who were counting down to death, he was still counting the seconds of the injection to recover his blood.
He looked at the three enemies who had turned to attack the base—
In the setting of "Dawn of Doom", if someone on your side has not died yet, a protective shield that is extremely difficult to break will appear outside the base. In this way, as long as he delays, he will have a chance to turn the situation around.
He didn't know where the other two people had gone. He was replenishing his blood while waiting for the opportunity.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure stepping over the weeds growing wildly in the wilderness and rushing towards him quickly.
But that person is—
"What do you mean? You're just a medic, and you want to die?" His spirit, which had just been dampened, was rekindled, and he spat, "Hey, are you sending this girl here as bait, or are you here to offer warmth?"
When the people in the live broadcast room saw this scene, their thoughts were consistent with the host's.
A medic who can't even carry a gun comes to confront an assault soldier... Is he sending himself off or what is he doing
The anchor raised his gun jokingly, but his eyes still quickly scanned the stone fort where the sniper might be hiding.
No one.
He was suspicious, but still readied his gun, and fired at the figure as if he had finally found an opportunity for revenge.
Xue Lan walked through the overgrown wilderness. Facing the bullets that suddenly came at him, he dodged them lightly and cleverly hid behind a cover nearby.
But as he walked along, he did not see Duan Wenzheng behind him fire a single shot.
Xue Lan couldn't help but feel a little confused.
The host's continuous firing of bullets did not take away any blood from the opponent, and his face darkened. However, he calmly pulled the fuse of the grenade and threw it towards the rock shelter where Xue Lan was hiding, which was very close to him.
At the same time, he clamped the gun again, intending to kill Xue Lan in one fell swoop if he left the bunker to avoid the grenade.
But who knew that the grenade behind the bunker exploded, but there was no trace of Xue Lan at all.
Behind the boulder, Xue Lan carefully dodged the grenade, but his attention was on the person in the team who had not moved at all.
Duan Wenzhen is... offline
Should he continue to attract fire
Duan Wenzheng's occasional trivial voice could still be heard in the headset. Xue Lan hesitated for a moment and typed to ask.
babycandy:
Duan Wenzheng's voice was filled with a lazy smile: "Go get your head yourself."
Xue Lan was stunned.
babycandy: I am a medic, taking heads is useless...
Xue Lan wanted to say something else, but Duan Wenzheng said casually: "Don't you want to play professionally?"
Xue Lan's breathing became slightly tense, but a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He didn't know whether Duan Wenzhen did this because he knew that he wanted to play professionally, because he saw his eagerness to try, or because he wanted to let him vent his anger.
But he actually... wanted to keep the head for himself.
Although he wanted to play as a professional assault soldier, Duan Wenzheng didn't know that.
But he actually believed that as a medic, he could single-handedly defeat an assaulter who was ranked in the top 100 in the country
Xue Lan lowered his eyes, hiding the dark light in his eyes.
The anchor poked his head out several times, but didn't see any unusual movement.
He was suspicious, but thinking that the other party was just a medic and had no teammates to support him, he decided to go and test the situation. With this in mind, he put up his gun and walked out of the bunker, cautiously moving towards the bunker where Xue Lan was suspected to be hiding.
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of a bomb streaking across the ground under his feet.