Am I the only one streaming Sword Art Online on the entire internet?

"It's just a level 3 helmet... I guarantee you'll die here... you'll all die here."

Through the scope, he coldly watched Suolin escape back into Building One, his voice still hoarse and unpleasant, like a broken bellows. He also knew that, apart from the red building where he was, the residential area had three entrances in total—one in the front and two in the back—so continuing to keep watch here was clearly impractical.

He put away his M24, went downstairs, and started his motorcycle, which he had parked in the backyard. Only fourteen players remained, and since the start of BoB's final match, he had already worked with his Dead Gun members in the real world to execute seven players, but that was far from enough for him.

He crossed himself again, then placed his right hand on the motorcycle handlebars, marked a point on the map, and started riding towards it. It wasn't a safe zone, but if Sorin wanted to move from Building One to the safe zone, he would definitely have to pass through that area.

"Thanks for the idea, PoH. Now it's time for my revenge. Just you wait, Sorin Markov... It's show time!"

266. What? My aim was pretty good?

"Let me tell you, Kirito, I've killed tens of thousands of these scoundrels who stole a shot from me and ran away. You'd better watch out, this guy better pray he doesn't run into me in the final rounds."

Sorin maintained a defiant tone, but Kirito could clearly see that his actions had become much more cautious. The group was now employing the same tactics they'd used during the Long March, weaving in and out of cover across what appeared to be a flat plain, but was actually still undulating – moving from one cover to another, as if they were outsmarting thin air. This was probably what they meant by "strategically despising the enemy, tactically respecting them."

Although Kirito wasn't sure if it was necessary, the other experienced driver, Sinon, didn't say anything either, so it was probably indeed necessary. He thought.

"This is so frustrating. I should have brought out that half-health car. Anyway, no one dares to stop it now." Solin said with some annoyance. He looked down at the map. The three of them still had at least five or six hundred meters to run. This distance didn't seem far, but with Solin's mode of movement, it felt incredibly long.

"On the bright side, at least we can be sure that there's no one on our backside right now."

This is a statement from Sinon. She's currently at the very back of the team, responsible for watching out for any enemies that might appear behind them. However, after keeping watch for a while, she realized she was probably wasting her time. After all, their position was already at the very edge of the previous safe zone. If someone had been camping in the poison gas for three minutes before coming out, just to ambush the three of them, then Sinon would have accepted it.

However, what she didn't know was that Sorin had actually done this before, and was often the target of his juniors' (viewers') "harassment" in the same way. Although the final outcome was usually that Sorin would turn the tables and eliminate his juniors. This was also why Sorin specifically arranged for Sinon to keep an eye on the rear.

Of course, generally speaking, the probability of this happening is not high. What is more likely is another possibility: someone, relying on having a lot of medical supplies or having a vehicle nearby, keeps searching in a particularly rich spot while braving the poison gas, until the very last moment when they drive out of the poison gas... like right now.

As soon as Shino turned around, she heard a clear roar of an engine coming from behind her, and the sound was getting closer and closer. She didn't need to remind them; none of the people present were ywwuyi, and they couldn't possibly miss such a loud noise.

"Everyone switch to full-auto weapons, aim and fire, sweep that car down!" Sorin waved his hand, then crouched down, took his AR-15 from his back, aimed it in the direction of the voice, and commanded, "Kirito, don't use Natsume's Eight-Shot combo later. If I get in the car and find its durability down to half, I'm logging off and smashing your Assault Blade."

"Wow, this topic's gone way off track! Do you have this kind of hobby?" Shino immediately turned to look at Sorin, asking in surprise. Although Sorin spoke in Chinese, Shino understood the gist of it, and her face flushed considerably. "That sounds really passionate! Is this what they call...?"

"Stop spreading rumors. Try sniping that guy off the car first. That would save a lot of trouble." Solin didn't even have time to care when Shino had learned so many witty remarks. He stared intently at the black luxury car that had come into view, holding his breath and aiming at the driver's seat.

"I'll give it a try. It should... probably work. No, it definitely will." Sinon responded in a deep voice, half-kneeling on the ground to set up the AWM. She closed her left eye slightly, locked onto the driver of the speeding vehicle in the scope, and slowly pulled the trigger.

In fact, when that person saw Sinon, he didn't choose to avoid her; instead, he slammed on the accelerator. If a vehicle steers wildly at high speed, it's likely to drift in an unusual trajectory, resulting in either being forced to a stop or a fatal crash. In comparison, if he was betting that the other party wouldn't hit him in the head with a single shot, ramming into them head-on was probably a more sensible choice.

However, he was facing Sinon, a player who could be considered the best sniper in the entire JP FPS community. The unique sound of the silenced AWM instantly echoed across the field, and the unfortunate driver was accurately hit in the head by Sinon. His hands immediately left the keyboard, and he was pulled out of the car and rolled on the ground, leaving a square wooden box somewhere in his trajectory.

"はぁはぁはぁ???.なんだよ、structure たんじゃねぇか.ふっ???"

Shi Nai, panting slightly, casually uttered a famous line, then turned to look at Suolin, her eyes clearly showing a hint of smugness.

"Nice! Awesome... Wait a minute, Sinon! Get out of the way!"

Solin nodded, and after praising her for only half a sentence, he suddenly realized that the guy opposite might have stepped on the gas before he died. So now the black luxury car was moving in a straight line with a very high initial velocity and a uniform acceleration of less than zero. In two or three seconds, it might hit Shino. So he quickly pulled her away.

At first, Shino didn't realize what was happening. She took two quick steps to the side following Sorin's momentum, and then felt a gust of wind brush past her from behind, causing her short, ice-blue hair to fly up slightly.

"What's going on... Damn, is this a suicide attack? That's way too reckless." It wasn't until this moment that Shino realized what Sorin had just done. She turned around with lingering fear, watching the two black luxury cars slowly come to a stop, and complained with some indignation, "Was there some middle-aged man yelling 'Don't stop!' in his ear when he stepped on the gas?"

"I think your focus is clearly off, and why are your lines so fluent? How many times have you tormented Commander Olga during your live stream?" Sorin waved for everyone to crouch down and walk, then used his witty remarks to liven up the atmosphere, "It's supposed to be double the fun, this is supposed to be the first time experiencing The Division 3, this is supposed to be the first time receiving a mission from superiors, but why..."

"But why do I want to kill you so much?"

267. Yet another shrimp catcher

After getting into the black luxury car, Solin naturally took advantage of the vehicle's mobility and high durability to head straight into the safe zone. Normally, in a typical battle royale game, Solin would have chosen to enter the safe zone close to the edge. However, his sole objective was to find and eliminate Dead Gun, even if all three of them failed to win. This high-profile maneuvering served to lure the enemy out.

Sure enough, Si Gun, who had anticipated that they might have a vehicle, had already laid an ambush nearby. He was crouching behind a protruding rock, holding a grenade with the pin still attached, patiently waiting for the reckless black luxury car to approach his position.

"Just blow them up like this... Fine, they didn't even manage to break into that guy's house anyway." Death Gun thought to himself, his eyes fixed on the speeding black luxury car. After estimating the time, he pulled the pin on the fragmentation grenade and silently counted down in his mind, "Three, two, one..."

After silently counting to three, he tossed the fragmentation grenade. The dark green sphere traced a complete parabola through the air before landing in front of the black luxury car.

"There are troublemakers! They're trying to assassinate me!" The sharp-eyed Solin spotted the grenade before it even landed. He slammed on the brakes, drifting sideways and stopping just shortly before the grenade's impact point. He then yelled, "Get out! Quickly!"

Without a second thought, Kirito in the back seat pressed F to open the car door and leaped out. The two people in the front seats did the same, running two steps away after getting out of the black luxury car to get out of the kill radius of the fragmentation grenades and the possible blast radius of the black luxury car.

The latter point is clearly an overreaction. After all, in the early versions of PUBG, when flipped vehicles didn't automatically return to their original positions, using grenades to blow them back was a common practice. Moreover, from a realistic perspective, these are fragmentation grenades, not anti-vehicle mines; they couldn't possibly blow a vehicle straight into the air.

"75! 75, check behind that rock! He's behind there!" Solin shouted, then turned around and pointed his gun at the spot after confirming his position was safe. "Find cover first! Hurry up! The commotion here is too loud!"

"I know, I know!" Sinon shouted, casually tossing two smoke grenades on the ground, then pulling Kirito's hand and moving him behind a tree she saw. "Let me make this clear, I'm not very good at close combat."

"Kirito and I are here, you don't need to come at us head-on. Just stay behind and use your AWM to shut him down!" Sorin said, throwing two fragmentation grenades toward the spot he had just seen, trying to force the attacker, whose identity was still unknown to them, to come out.

It was a long time, but in fact, the grenade exploded under the black luxury car just two seconds after Solin stopped the car and rushed out, though it didn't cause any significant damage to anyone. While the two grenades Solin hastily threw were unlikely to kill the enemy, forcing them out of cover was enough.

However, he still hadn't anticipated the other party's decisiveness, or rather, he hadn't expected that a car could be hidden behind that rock. When Death Gun saw the grenade flying towards him, he immediately picked up the motorcycle that had fallen to the ground, stood up, peeked to his left, switched to his secondary weapon, and fired a burst of fire in Sorin's general direction.

"You dare to confront me, you scoundrel? I'm shocked!" Solin said, immediately locking onto Death Gun's position and preparing to retaliate. However, after Peek made a feint attack, the other party retreated immediately, having already picked up his motorcycle that had been knocked to the ground.

"What the hell? You're so capable of stealing men, but you're also capable of opening the door? What kind of skill is it to just show your head and then go back inside?"

Sorin made a sarcastic remark from afar, but Death Gun didn't jump out to confront him after being provoked. Instead, he got on his motorcycle and drove off. Seeing this, Sorin also ran back to the low-health black luxury car, while calling back Sinon and Kirito, who had hidden to the side.

"Shoot him! I don't believe a piece of junk like that can go far. Can it even get out of your dad's grasp?" He sat in the driver's seat, his left hand sticking out of the window and pointing at Death Gun speeding across the field, shouting, "It really is that bastard. Kirito! Use that random shooting skill you just had! Shoot him to death and I'll exempt you from a week's homework!"

"Don't joke around. You can't force me to hand in my homework if I don't want to," Kirito casually replied, then leaned most of his body out of the back window, aimed his Groza at the Death Gun, and pulled the trigger hard. "Oh my god, this gun is so erratic?"

"Control the recoil! Didn't I tell you how to control recoil? If I'd known you were this bad, I should have given you the AUG... Seriously. Sinon, can you even hit anything?"

Solin complained as he tried to accelerate as much as possible. However, on this slightly bumpy terrain, his black luxury car really couldn't keep up with the motorcycle.

"It's shaking too much, and he's still maneuvering. I can only do my best." Sinon's tone wasn't as broken as Kirito's or Sorin's; she remained quite calm. "The best-case scenario is that he manages to lift the motorcycle into the air himself, but I think that's unlikely."

"Not only unlikely, it's absolutely impossible! Even if I were to drive it myself..."

"If you were driving this motorcycle by yourself, you would have been flying by now. And it's a miracle that you haven't drifted like that after all this time!"

"Get your facts straight, kid. What kind of miracle are you talking about? One white sweeping the entire field?" Solin sensed the conversation had gone astray after only a couple of sentences. "What's the point of all this nonsense? Why don't you just shoot him? Where's that sharp, effortless marksmanship you showed earlier?"

"What can I do if fate doesn't work out? And what does 'three-seven-gala' mean? Why is there no such strange expression in the Chinese I've learned?" Kirito complained while desperately trying to control the Groza's bullet trajectory, which was almost flying into the sky. It has to be said that he has a good talent. After a few short shots, he had already mastered a considerable degree of recoil control skills, at least enough to make the bullets land in a slightly smaller area. However, his shooting skills were still just as bad.

Just as the group was exchanging wild banter, Solin finally noticed a plume of black smoke rising from Death Gun's motorcycle. Death Gun was facing a rather steep slope, but despite being under heavy fire for a while, he showed no signs of panic. He steadied the handlebars and drove the motorcycle up the slope, instantly launching himself into the air.

268. Sinon's Sniping Performance

"I'm out of the cabin and feeling great... If we just smash this bastard to death, it'll save us a lot of trouble. How dare he even try to fly? Anyone with a dream is amazing, huh?"

Solin raised his 98K, quickly calculated the approximate parabolic trajectory, and then pulled the trigger. Of course, this shot, which was no different from venting his anger, did not achieve any effective results. On the contrary, a series of peanuts shot from different positions after he fired told him that the chase had been quite intense, so much so that after Dead Gun temporarily disappeared, all the surrounding survivors became the targets of their attacks.

"Now we have two options. One is to just charge in and recklessly go all out. I'm really good at that. The other is to clear out the people nearby first and create an atmosphere for a decisive battle. I personally prefer the latter option. It's safer that way. In the current situation, he probably won't have time to knock people down and then execute them."

“But actually we had no choice. This black luxury car can’t keep up with the motorcycle at all… Look! He’s flipped over!” Before Shino could finish speaking, Death Gun spun two and a half times in mid-air before landing headfirst. “Hopefully he’ll die from the fall…”

"Wait a minute, if he jumps directly into the water, he should be fine, right?" Kirito asked worriedly from the side. "In games like this, water should be able to reduce or even completely eliminate fall damage."

“But you have to understand this is a Ubisoft game, so there’s still a possibility it could dissolve directly in water, though that’s unlikely.” Sorin stared intently at the spot where Death Gun had fallen, while simultaneously checking the upper right corner for a death notification. “…Wow! That’s possible?”

He watched in astonishment as Death Gun released his grip mid-air. He then free-fell into the water, instantly disappearing beneath the surface. The motorcycle hovered on the surface for a moment before slowly sinking and vanishing from sight shortly afterward.

"Come with me, get your grenades ready, let's go blast the fish." Sorin parked the car near the rock where Death Gun had just taken off, then got out of the car with Sinon and Kirito and ran towards the river area. At the same time, he reminded the two, "Switch out your melee guns. Don't let them hide in the rocks and ambush us at this point. There's more than just Death Gun among the enemies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shino suddenly stopped, quickly aimed, and pulled the trigger. It was the same crisp sound of the AWM, so distinctive that even a silencer couldn't suppress it, and the guy in front of her who was trying to ambush her fell to the ground, turning into a box.

"One behind the 115 rocks! I took him down!" Sinon shouted, then quickly turned her gun back towards where Death Gun had fallen into the water. "I'm not going to take down the bison anymore. Keep an eye on them, I can finish them off!"

"Next up is Miss Sinon's performance time, right? I know, I know."

Sorin nodded knowingly. He believed that Shino could pull off incredible plays like those featured in highlight reels, and at this moment, he had no choice but to trust her. He casually adjusted the goggles of his Level 3 helmet, which covered his face, and gripped the AR-15's handle tightly. He didn't scope in, because he needed the wide-angle view to help Shino search for her target. Even without any magnification, it was enough for him.

"There's one behind the stone on the other side of the river at No. 65."

"Received, poured out."

"Behind tree 230, that guy seems to be exchanging fire with someone."

"I saw it... Done."

"There was one running in the NW direction... he's dead, did you shoot him?"

"Yes, I saw him too."

"Wait... Sorin, what do I need to do now?" Kirito looked around blankly. He couldn't understand why Sinon and Sorin could clearly see a black dot five or six hundred meters away as a person and then accurately hit them in the head with a single shot. "Are we just going to stand by and do nothing? That's so lame."

"You guessed right, that's it, Kiriko is really lame... Sinon, there's a phantom tank in the bushes right in front of you!"

"Wait, what the heck is the Phantom Tank... Oh, I see, I see it, done."

……

In those brief thirty seconds, the sound of the AWM was almost continuous. With Sorin's careful observation and precise callouts, Sinon wasted almost no time, maintaining a constant cycle of firing, pulling the bolt, and firing again, truly living up to the saying, "Every bullet eliminates an enemy."

Under such a scorching harvest, the "current number of people remaining" displayed in the upper right corner was also decreasing at a visible rate. After Sinon pulled the bolt for the last time to eject a .300 Magnum cartridge, there were only five people left.

"Besides the three of us and Death Gun, there's one more left, right..." Sorin thought to himself, while glancing with some worry in the direction where Death Gun had been diving. "It should be time for the final battle by now, but where is this guy?"

"If we don't mind wasting time, we can hold our ground here and wait for him to be forced to return due to the pressure of the safe zone. Then we can kill him relatively easily," Sinon suggested after a moment of contemplation.

“Sounds good, though it’s a bit of a waste of time. But considering he’s basically unable to move right now, it’s a good idea.” Sorin gave an approving look and smiled at Shino. “That way, our problem is solved. Thank you so much for your help along the way.”

Even though Shino knew that the guy in front of her was already taken (?), she couldn't help but be completely captivated by Sorin's charming and radiant smile, even though Sorin was only showing the lower half of his face at the moment.

"No...it's nothing. Rather than that, I should thank you for helping me." Sinon blushed slightly and turned her head away, replying in this way, her voice becoming much softer. "Besides, the enemy hasn't been eliminated yet, so is it really okay to be in such a hurry to make a promise?"

“You don’t understand. Kirito should understand. I had a famous characteristic back in SAO: no matter how many flags I set, nothing would happen.” Sorin responded confidently. However, at that moment, a crisp M24 shot rang out from a little further away, at the other edge of the safe zone, and Kirito beside him fell to the ground.

269. The second dead gun?

"What's going on? Death Gun wouldn't be in that spot... It's someone else?" Sorin looked in surprise in the general direction of the gunshot, then quickly dove behind a tree and crouched down, shouting, "Shino! Take cover! The one who's still alive is attacking us!"

Kirito didn't have a level 2 helmet, so being hit in the head by an M24 shot would obviously kill him instantly. Even though the three are now a team, this BoB final is essentially a solo match, meaning Kirito, after being instantly killed, can't lie on the ground and say something cute like, "Oh dear, I'm down. Only a kiss and hug from Sorin-onii-chan will get me up." He can only lie helplessly on the ground.

(Of course, I think if he did that, Yuna might just backstab him.)

"Wait, Sorin, have you thought of this?" Shino seemed to have suddenly thought of something. She first found a nearby cover and lay down to hide, then asked in the voice channel, "If Death Gun is alone in the game, can he really execute so many people in a row during a chicken dinner?"

“That makes sense. So that means, Death Gun actually…” Sorin muttered to himself, then suddenly exclaimed, “There are two of them in the game too?”