Blind sniper!
Duan Wenzhen's sniper rifle was not aimed, and when everyone was stunned by his sudden appearance, he immediately fired the rifle at the assaulter's face!
He was shot to death.
The kill notification that instantly appeared on the screen made the whole place boil with excitement.
"Blind sniper!" The commentator couldn't help but exclaimed: "Reset's blind sniper shot was so beautiful!!"
"Yes! Reset not only helped his teammates withstand the fatal blow, but this gun also directly took away the enemy's assaulter!"
"LGW is full of talents. Reset and Exist have brought us so many surprises!"
…
The audience present all exclaimed and shouted in surprise. No one expected that Duan Wenzhen, who was supposed to set up the camera in the distance at this moment, would give up the excellent sniper position and come to the battlefield, not to mention using a sniper rifle or assault rifle at such a close distance.
This blind sniper shot was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Xue Lan had never thought that he would meet Duan Wenzhen at such a moment.
He looked at Duan Wenzhen, whose health had been reduced by more than half because he blocked a bullet for him, and his heart was filled with heat again.
He is a talented young man who continues to write the LGW myth, and he is also a top sniper that is hard to come by in the country for a century... At this moment, he is also Duan Wenzheng, who has been with him all the way and will rush to his side no matter what time.
Xue Lan's enthusiasm was still there, but she suddenly heard Zhou Kanqing's frightened voice: "A Yan? A Yan, what's wrong with you?!"
Xue Lan was so shocked that he quickly turned around to look, only to see that Wen Yan's face was frighteningly pale. Xue Lan suddenly realized something and his face also lost its color - Wen Yan's condition was not good, perhaps because... of his hand injury!
Deng Ruiqiu!
Yes, in the original text, Wen Yan’s hand injury relapsed thanks to Deng Ruiqiu’s deliberate training by the Thunder Team.
The reason why Thunder recruited Deng Ruiqiu into the team was because they noticed that Wen Yan's hand injury was abnormal.
Because when Yuan Hao fought against Wen Yan in a game, he happened to trap him behind a bunker with only one way left. The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time. Fortunately, Wen Yan finally held on with his extraordinary willpower, and launched a "four-hit combo" to take Yuan Hao away, shaking the entire "Dawn of Doom" battlefield.
As a result, Thunder was kicked out of the world championship qualifiers by the heyday of LGW, and the feud between the two teams was formed at that time.
Yuan Hao lost the game, but he was still worried about Wen Yan's condition at that time.
After many attempts and Huo Xi's cooperation in the investigation, they finally confirmed that Wen Yan did have a hand injury, and recruited a new attacker, Deng Ruiqiu, to train him to specifically restrain Wen Yan's attack.
Deng Rui had just trapped Wen Yan in a one-way bunker in the corner that only had a left-side exposure, forcing Wen Yan to repeatedly lean out of the left bunker and draw his gun. This repeated movement of turning the gun caused Wen Yan's already unhealed injury to flare up.
But that was in the domestic league final!
Now it's just the quarterfinals... How could this happen?!
Xue Lan hurriedly looked at the status bar of his teammates. Sure enough, Wen Yan's character in the game had lost more than half of his health. He seemed to have failed to dodge Deng Ruiqiu's gunshot, and his health was directly reduced to 50%.
Xue Lan hurriedly injected the blood-replenishing injection that had just cooled down and ran downstairs quickly.
But just as he ran down the building, a bullet whistled past his ears!
It’s Thunder’s sniper Liu Qi!
Xue Lan clenched his teeth. Since Wen Yan was still waiting for him, why would he be delayed by Liu Qi here...
Just as Xue Lan was checking his remaining health and seemed to be planning to fight his way out of the ambush, Duan Wenzheng's calm and gentle voice came from the team microphone:
"I'll count to three. You take the path on the right and I'll leave this to you."
Only then did Xue Lan realize that Duan Wenzheng did not go downstairs with him, but went directly to the third floor of the room.
He subconsciously looked to his side.
Duan Wenzhen still stared at the screen with a firm gaze, as if nothing had happened.
Xue Lan quickly averted his gaze: "How about you, you..."
Duan Wenzheng interrupted him directly: "Three."
“?!”
Xue Lan never thought that he would count down directly to three, and he hurriedly rushed forward from the small path on the right!
There were gunshots behind him, and Xue Lan knew that it was a path that Duan Wenzheng had opened for him. Gunfire rang out under his feet, but he was determined to keep running forward without stopping.
At this moment, the director also noticed Wen Yan's abnormality, and the camera quickly switched to Wen Yan's position. The bloodless face of Wen Yan on the screen and the scene in the game where he made a mistake in dodging and was shot down by Deng Ruiqiu with half of his health made the people who had just cheered for LGW whisper in surprise.
Everyone could see that Wen Yan was not in good condition.
How could Wen Yan be in such a bad state? He is the soul of LGW, the hope of the domestic team to win the world championship, and the legend of the entire "Doomsday"...
However, the "Wen Yan hand injury" that went viral on the Internet not long ago suddenly appeared clearly in everyone's mind again at this time.
The discussions in the audience gradually became louder.
At this moment in the Thunder team's seat.
"No." Yuan Hao's face was livid and he lowered his voice and said, "That's it. Pay attention to your position and don't let him come out of that bunker."
Deng Ruiqiu's expression was not good.
He took out the grenade and pretended to attack the bunker where Wen Yan was.
"Stop!" Yuan Hao shouted in a low voice. His words in the team voice chat were also somewhat intriguing: "We haven't been resurrected yet. You are just holding him back and waiting for us to be resurrected."
Deng Ruiqiu's hand paused as he was about to pull the fuse of the hand grenade. He clearly heard the hidden meaning in Yuan Hao's words but he did not say anything and did not take any further action.
Yuan Hao's expression also turned ugly: "Why? Are you trying to use this opportunity to make yourself famous? Even if you hold him back, all the audience will remember your name, unknown. What's important in the game is the outcome... not the difference in heads, even if that person is Wind, don't you think?"
Deng Ruiqiu's face turned ashen.
"Hasn't this the only moment you've been training for?" Yuan Hao continued, "Don't let us down."
Every word Yuan Hao said was pointed. Even if the organizer checked the team voice chat after the game, all they would hear would be him, as the captain, scolding a junior who only cared about getting kills and not caring about winning or losing the team.
But Deng Ruiqiu knew that this was not what he meant.
He clenched his teeth and said nothing.
Yes.
He joined the Thunder team with great joy, thinking that he could write his own glorious story, but he was told that he was the gun used by the Thunder to fight against Wen Yan.
This is not something unusual.
Almost all teams set Wen Yan as the target they most want to surpass and restrain.
He was even proud of being the Thunder's special attacker against Wen Yan.
But it was not until later that he gradually realized that things were far from what he had imagined.
Their "trump card" was originally intended to be used in the domestic league finals, but at this moment he used it on Wen Yan - it was a temporary order from Yuan Hao, and he suddenly realized that what he had just done to hold Wen Yan back was just a joke.
The real fact is, it was Wen Yan who was holding him back from the beginning!
His unwillingness made him impulsively obey Yuan Hao's words, but by now, Deng Ruiqiu began to gradually realize that something was wrong.
Yuan Hao just said that Wen Yan was not good at playing the cover on the left side, but in the current situation, how could he not tell whether it was "not good at" or "unable to complete".
It turns out that what they called "Fu Wenyan" was not restraint on the battlefield, but...
He can't do it.
Deng Ruiqiu calmed himself down and planned to attack the bunker again to end this war of attrition.
Yuan Hao noticed his intention and angrily said, "Deng Ruiqiu?!"
Just when Deng Ruiqiu was about to end this absurd delaying war, the person behind the bunker leaned out and pointed the gun at him again when he relaxed his guard a little.
Deng Ruiqiu secretly felt that something was wrong, but at this moment he had no choice but to dodge. He could only watch the bullets fly out of the dark muzzle, heading straight for him.
The audience in the audience all stared at this scene with bated breath. Everyone of them couldn't help but sweat, their eyes fixed on the bullets that flew out of Wen Yan's gun one after another.
One, two, three—
Four!!!
Wen Yan's four-shot assault appeared again in front of everyone at this moment!
At this moment, everyone was even more excited than the first time they saw Wen Yan hit four consecutive shots, because at this moment, Wen Yan hit four consecutive shots again. Did it mean that his hand injury was just a rumor, and that he was just feeling unwell for a while
But when everyone was hypnotizing themselves, Wind's hand holding the gun deviated slightly, and the last bullet that flew out deviated from its original trajectory and slid down sharply like a disappearing meteor.
Everyone's heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom at this moment.
The three bullets in front of Deng Ruiqiu were coming towards him quickly. He gritted his teeth and activated the shield in an instant, thus preserving the last bit of his blood under the unavoidable gunshot.
He took advantage of this opportunity and threw a grenade behind the bunker where Wen Yan was.
The grenade exploded immediately.
Although the detonated grenade made Wen Yan's blood line similar to his current blood line, Deng Ruiqiu's forehead still oozed of cold sweat.
If there hadn't been something wrong with Wen Yan's hand, the four consecutive hits that hit him would have taken him away directly. Moreover, Wen Yan was still able to hit four consecutive hits even though his hand injury had recurred... This operation was so powerful that it was terrifying.
However, anyone can see that Wen Yan is now a spent force.
Deng Ruiqiu raised his gun.
He walked towards the bunker where Wen Yan was hiding step by step with alert and caution.
Even if Wind is like this, now that his time has passed, someone should turn the page for this history and create a new chapter.
The closer he got to the corner, the more he couldn't suppress his excited heartbeat—
Just as the muzzle of his gun turned and was about to seal the final victory, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out behind him!
Deng Ruiqiu subconsciously dodged to the side. He immediately turned his gun and looked behind him, only to see a figure rushing over the cross-section wall! Even if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell who the person was -
Xue Lan!
Xue Lan, who had finally arrived at this moment, fired his gun before he could even panic, fearing that he would be too late if he was a second late.
Fortunately, he still caught up!
Deng Ruiqiu was forced back to a distant wall by his several shots. Only then did Xue Lan calm himself down and find a good cover to rest for the time being.
Now, both of his chips have lost all their skills, and his health is at the dangerous level where he can be killed directly by a single bullet scratch.
There are no skills, no health points, and not even any extra grenades or smoke bombs.
All he had left was the gun in his hand.
And the teammates standing behind him, whom he wants to protect with all his strength.
At this moment, Xue Lan suddenly recalled what Wen Yan had said to Duan Wenzheng in the original text:
"If you have nothing to believe in, believe in the gun in your hand."
Like the saying in "Dawn of Doom".
"I took root in the darkness before dawn and guarded the dawning light, only because I had the most loyal faith behind me."
When everything is cut to the end, it will eventually return to its origin. To abandon the cumbersome techniques, to create a rift in this world and to open up a brand new era, one will never rely on subsidiary techniques or tricky speculation.
It was the gun held tightly in his hand, and the bullet that shot out from the muzzle following the light.
Xue Lan clenched the gun in his hand and rushed out from behind the cover with determination.
The missiles broke the dawn of dawn.
It flew out from the cold and hard muzzle of a sniper rifle, and it flew out from the muzzle of an assault rifle that was burning with bright sparks.
They are heading in different directions, but ultimately they end up in the same destination.
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System prompt: lgw-reset successfully killed lt-liu66
System prompt: lgw-exist successfully killed lt-unknown
The conference hall fell into dead silence.
In this silence, everything seemed to be frozen in this moment, and even time had forgotten to flow.
After the base was announced to have been captured and a lot of data was calculated, the victory message finally exploded in front of everyone!
"In this quarterfinals match, the winner with a 2-0 advantage is—LGW!!!"
The commentator's excited shouts finally brought this frozen moment back to life, and all the spectators stood up at the same time. The entire stadium was filled with their exciting shouts that shook the mountains and rivers.
"lgw—lgw!! lgw!!!"
The fat man standing in the crowd raised the banner in his hand with tears in his eyes, and shouted in the midst of the crowd's cheers: "Exist goddess!! Exist is awesome!!! Brother Zheng is awesome!!!"
His voice was drowned out by the crowd.
In this game, everyone remembered their names.
And the time when they are about to start.
At this moment, in the soundproof room of LGW, everyone dropped what they were holding and ran to Wen Yan.
"team leader!!"
Xue Lan looked at the beads of sweat on Wen Yan's forehead and became so anxious that his eyes became sore.
"Ah Yan, why... when..." Among the few people, the first to cry was Zhou Kanqing, who was usually the most carefree. His eyes were fixed on Wen Yan's wrist hidden under his sleeve, and he cried for the first time like this.
"I'm sorry." Wen Yan lowered his head slightly, his voice was low and guilty, "I almost messed up the game."
"Who the hell wants to hear you say this!" Zhou Kanqing wiped the water stains off his face and said, "Why... didn't you tell me... I kept saying it..."
Wen Yan endured the pain in his wrist, stood up, and walked towards the boiling world outside the soundproof room.
Xue Lan seemed to realize something, and he quickly caught up with him.
"Look."
Wen Yan stood in front of the soundproof room door and glanced at Xue Lan behind him: "You said you can't take this position, but they are cheering for you."
Xue Lan shook his head subconsciously.
"But sometimes e-sports players are like this. Behind this door, you can concentrate on playing the game, but outside this door, you have to bear the expectations of everyone."
"Because at that time, you represented LGW, Dawn of Doom, and the hope of all the people in the country who had the dream of e-sports."
"'Dawn of Doom' is a game made in our country. The world champions for several times were in Europe and South Korea." Wen Yan looked at the dark field with dots of bright fluorescent light like stars: "Who would hope that the e-sports players of a game made in their own country could not win a mere championship?"
"If your performance is not good, you will be afraid of disappointing them. But if your performance is too good, you will be afraid that one day they will be disappointed."
"Xue Lan, in fact, it has never been that LGW can't live without me, but that I can't live without LGW."
"lgw's future belongs to you."
Xue Lan still shook his head.
He wants to stay in LGW.
He hoped that Wen Yan would always be the captain, so that he could just focus on the game and follow Wen Yan...
"One day you will do the same thing as me and entrust the future of LGW to the next person." Wen Yan held Xue Lan's hand tightly. He finally pushed the door open, followed by a deafening shout -
Wen Yan's voice also became mottled and intermittent.
"So, I never thought about leaving you. I will... fight with you until the day I can no longer fight."
He pushed the door open and pulled him all the way to the center of the stage.
Xue Lan stumbled after him, but did not dare to struggle to break free - because Wen Yan was holding him with his injured hand.
Amid the cheers of the audience, Wen Yan stood in the center of the stage and bowed deeply.
The noisy and shrill cheers gradually died down, and everyone stopped cheering unconsciously, and the stadium fell into silence again.
"I'm sorry for hiding my injury." Wen Yan said solemnly in front of the microphone in the center of the stage, "I apologize to all those who support LGW for my negligence and arrogance."
When he said this, everyone present dared not listen any further.
They were afraid that in the next second, they would hear the word "retire" from Wen Yan's mouth. Just like his former teammates who had left the field, a few words of explanation ended all the enthusiasm and absurdity.
"I'm sorry."
Wen Yan continued in the dead silence: "I hope that I can stay in LGW as long as I can play. So, in the days to come, you will see me who will drag your feet, give away your heads, and be criticized as a 'LGW cancer'."
Xue Lan could no longer control the tears welling up in his eyes. He could only let those annoying tears roll down his eyes, unable to be wiped away.
“Yes—”
Many of the audience members in the audience couldn't help but shed tears.
Wen Yan paused, his voice becoming a little hoarse: "I will not retire. I will accompany my teammates and play until the day when I can't play anymore."
The audience could no longer hold back and shouted in unison:
"God of Wind!!!"
Wen Yan turned his head to look to his side amid the sound waves.
"Don't cry."
There was a gleam of tenderness in his eyes: "From now on, LGW will be handed over to you - Captain."
Everyone suddenly realized what was happening. After a moment of shock, they came to their senses and barely managed to find some clues from such a huge amount of information.
team leader?!
Wen Yan called Xue Lan—Captain?!
After a brief and suffocating silence in the venue, a burst of shrill and long screams broke out again!
Amid the crowd's shouts of "exist" and "lgw", Xue Lan was caught off guard and had his head held down by Wen Yan, who made him bow 90 degrees to the crowd below the stage.
This long day finally came to an end.
Xue Lan still couldn't recover from this sudden change.
Wen Yan was finally taken away for treatment, and the noisy arena was left with an empty stadium.
Xue Lan stood backstage, looking through the heavy curtains at the world after the bustling show.
"If you don't leave now, Brother Nian will come to arrest you again."
Duan Wenzheng's voice echoed in the empty stage. Xue Lan turned his head and looked at Duan Wenzheng who walked to his side and stood still.
"Let's go."
He lowered his eyes, his expression showing a hint of frustration.
Duan Wenzheng held him back.
Under Xue Lan's surprised gaze, he stuffed a piece of candy into his palm.
Duan Wenzheng had said that there would be candy if you won every game.
Xue Lan looked at the candy in his hand, and his empty heart finally found a bit of peace. He carefully peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into his mouth.
"Captain... he'll be fine, right?"
"If he says he will, then he will."
Duan Wenzheng pinched the little face that felt good with his fingertips. After he frowned in pain, he slightly loosened his grip and said, "Yes..."
"Captain." Duan Wenzheng's fingertips brushed across his reddened cheeks, and then stroked the reddened corners of his eyes. He leaned over and whispered in a low voice, "You have your candy, but where's mine?"
As the child's eyes widened in surprise, he pulled the slightly open curtain beside him tightly, leaned over and kissed the lips he had long coveted -