Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

This time, an emerging team stood out, the WB team formed by Sina Corporation, also known as the Weibo team. This team has already eliminated 7 players, showing great strength and receiving unanimous praise from the commentators in the live broadcast room. The SJ team led by Gu Cun also performed well, with a high score.

In a competition, fresh blood needs to be injected; there is pressure where there is competition. Of course, this is indeed true for the entire region. The 4am team started to change their position, with Wang Doyu driving the car to take the lead in exploring the way ahead. Generally, a team must have a ’scout’ to explore and obtain field information. This task is very dangerous because you never know when four guns might suddenly open fire from the side. If they are sweeping you from a close range, even Jiang Siming’s driving skills cannot avoid it. Although his driving skills are top-notch, when people are very close to you and four guns are sweeping towards you, it is impossible to maneuver.

Therefore, Wei Shen and the others would never assign this task to Jiang Siming; it would be like using a cannon to swat a fly. Just as he finished saying that this ’job position’ was dangerous, Wang Doyu encountered enemy ambush fire ahead. Under the sweeping fire of four rifles, the car became a sieve in less than three seconds and exploded on the spot. Mr. Doyu died a violent death, and 4am officially lost a member.

This is a normal phenomenon during the team’s movement; although Doyu died, it allowed the entire 4am team to avoid the risk of large-scale attrition or even total annihilation. Therefore, Wang Douyu’s sacrifice was very meaningful.

"Shall we go?" Wei Shen said.

"Go my ass, fight, to avenge Doyu." Under the banner of avenging his brother, Jiang Siming got out of the car boldly. Wei Shen was caught between laughter and tears, knowing that this guy was definitely making an excuse, but he had spoken with such righteousness.

How could he refuse at this moment? Wouldn’t that mean he didn’t want to avenge his brother at all? Old Jiang, what a prick, always putting people in a bind!

The three quickly dispersed, and Jiang Siming’s motorcycle was the first to reach the "crime scene." Just when he arrived, he saw someone licking Wang Douyu’s backpack.

"Douyu, you’re really pitiful, they’re doing this to your body even when you’re dead."

This person was lying down while licking the backpack, making it look as though he was doing something unspeakable to Wang Douyu’s body, commonly known as: taking advantage of the situation.

"Scram! Brother Jiang, your mind is too dirty!" Wang Douyu quickly stopped him, having nearly created a vivid image, which was embarrassing.

"Don’t be afraid, I’ll avenge you. This prick is already dead." Jiang Siming’s lips curved slightly, and he stopped the motorcycle behind a rock. He had already taken out his 98k when he got off.

The person licking the backpack, upon hearing the sound of the motorcycle, immediately tried to run back to his house area, but was hit by a precise bullet from Jiang Siming mid-run and fell to the ground with a scream.

This person deeply regretted it, why did he lick the backpack for so long? Otherwise, he would have been able to escape.

He could only blame Wang Douyu’s backpack for being too fat.

"Brother Jiang is awesome!" Wang Douyu changed his expression like a Sichuan opera actor, quickly snapping a headshot on a moving target, an operation that he could never master.

"Of course, study well and watch closely, see how Brother will clean up these little fish for you." Jiang Siming said, lifting his 98k again.

The rust-covered barrel was raised to his shoulder, and another shot was fired, the bullet drilling into the person’s skull, finishing him off.

This person was still trying to crawl back to the house area, just a meter or two away from where his teammates could have helped him.

This team’s club was very famous, WE, the ace club of the old days in LoL, known for its massive fan However, after the first-generation members like Strawberry Smile left, WE plummeted and gradually became a second-rate team. So the club was almost giving up on LoL and planned to develop a sideline by focusing on PUBG, but just as they started, they encountered the devil Jiang Siming.

They watched helplessly as their teammates died in front of them, unable to do anything about it. The other three members were extremely angry, and a gun barrel stealthily extended from the second-story window of one of the rooms. He didn’t believe that Jiang Siming could see him from there?

Bang!

"Damn, this guy is like he has X-ray vision; he can spot me even from this position!"

"Stop muttering, I’ll pull you up, let’s hurry and leave, I think they are about to overwhelm us." Another one fell.

One person had to go and help, so WE was left with only one person guarding the area. Given 4AM’s style, they were definitely coming.

"They’re here! I can’t hold them off alone!" the remaining member shouted. The other three were completely panicked, and they were all inside the house. In FPP mode, hiding in the house not only doesn’t help in controlling the point but also drastically limits the view and puts them in a very passive position.

The member who was controlling the point had no choice but to jump out of the window and try to control the fence, but while he was climbing down from the window, he was riddled with bullets by Jiang Siming’s 4x SCAR-L. He had been watching the whole time, with an extremely fast reaction speed that allowed him to complete this operation. Well, another one down. For the remaining enemy, Wei Shen and Xiaomuxi each tossed in two grenades, ending the battle.

But Jiang Siming still killed three of them; the one on the second floor who never got helped up also died, so it still counted as his.

"Old Jiang, you should let us have a few kills; it feels really bad to look at our stats," Wei Shen remarked. He had only killed two so far, Xiaomuxi 1, and Wang Duoyu 1, while Jiang Siming had 17 kills. The contrast was too painful. It felt like Jiang Siming could run his own team and play solo...

"Tell me, which one of those headshots did I intentionally steal?" Jiang Siming asked with confidence. Wei Shen was momentarily speechless; it was true, from beginning to end, Jiang Siming had never stolen their headshots; instead, they had been the ones trying to steal his.

"I think you flying solo is absolutely a brilliant move. Keep it up in the next round. The three of us might get even more headshots." Wei Shen said with a laugh. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

He regretted going to the airport with Jiang Siming; otherwise, their performance wouldn’t have been so poor. The main reason was that Jiang Siming was just too fast at killing. Once he spotted an enemy, they usually died after just a few shots, especially with his 98k, which only took one bullet. It wasn’t like them, who had to engage in several rounds with the enemy before possibly taking them down.

This time, the three loot drops didn’t yield any fragments, and Jiang Siming felt a bit disappointed, but he was still quite satisfied. So far, he had already obtained six fragments. One shouldn’t be too greedy, right? The battle ended, and instead of looting the bodies, Jiang Siming ran back to get the car.

Vehicles were a very important strategic resource and couldn’t be discarded casually. Wei Shen also went to fetch a car, while Xiaomu, who was a bit indecisive about which gun to switch to, was still focused on looting. He didn’t know that four figures were quietly creeping into the area behind them, carefully timing their steps.