Picking Up Fragments

No one expected the battle to end this way.

VSG's morale was shattered, nearly to the point of tears.

They had only themselves to blame for being so stubborn. After getting crushed in the group stage, they came to the finals to give away points again.

Many Korean spectators were starting to suspect that VSG had been bribed by 4AM to throw the match...

"I've never killed anyone like this before. I hope I get another chance to kill you guys like this in the future."

While looting, Jiang Siming didn't forget to mock them. Luckily, the VSG players didn't hear him, or they might have come over for a real-life showdown.

Jiang Siming held two fragments in his hand.

"Picked up [Master Hypnosis Technique] red fragment *1 (2/4), fragment count incomplete, cannot be used yet."

"Picked up [Gurkha Bla Cigar Box] gold fragment (1/1), fragment count complete, can be used immediately."

He was halfway to mastering hypnosis, and the GBD cigars reminded Jiang Siming of something.

He remembered now — when he was out socializing, a company chairman had once mentioned that someone had gifted him a box of these GBD cigars from abroad.

Each one cost over a thousand US dollars. At the time, Jiang Siming calculated that one cigar from the box was worth what he spent on a year's supply of his favorite Lihua cigarettes. It was ridiculously extravagant.

Now Jiang Siming had a box of his own, containing ten packs, each with ten cigars. Wow, that's nearly $100,000 right there.

After the match, he'd definitely light one up — he was curious to see what made a cigar worth over a thousand dollars compared to his beloved Lihua cigarettes.

After cleaning up their gear, the four of them set off and left the military base.

While Wei Shen and the others were still immersed in mocking VSG, Jiang Siming was cool as ever, never bothering to mock or ridicule others. He always solved problems with bullets.

Why bother taunting when you could wipe out the team? It was much more efficient.

The desert map was vast, but even so, it was easy to spot enemies. With no trees for cover, just buildings and open desert, it was hard for anyone to hide.

Right after leaving the military base, Jiang Siming immediately spotted a team driving away from the water treatment plant after looting.

"Let's go! My bike is the fastest. I'll run ahead to block them. You guys follow up."

With that, Jiang Siming's feet left the ground, and he grabbed the motorcycle's handlebars, twisting the throttle all the way.

The speedometer on the bike shot up to 120, and he zoomed forward like a flash of lightning.

PUBG paid great attention to detail in many areas. For example, when driving, the speedometer would move, and when turning, the steering wheel would shift accordingly.

Many players without driving licenses could probably pass the driving test after playing PUBG for long enough. Some even practiced parking maneuvers in the game just to get better in real life (laugh-cry).

Jiang Siming's bike sped across the hill, and he came to a stop not far ahead of the enemy team.

He jumped off the bike, raised his gun, and his M762 roared, spitting out sparks like Lucian's rapid-fire shots.

Bullets flew out rapidly, hitting the front of the bus.

Casual players might avoid using the bus because it's slow, but many pro teams loved it.

It was sturdy, durable, and huge enough to serve as a mobile fortress. You could park it anytime and use it as cover, as long as no one shot you off it first.

Coincidentally, the team in the bus was STK, the strongest team from North America, and the driver was Alow, known in the NA servers for his fast reflexes and sniping skills.

The moment Alow saw Jiang Siming jump off his bike, he immediately swerved the bus sideways, switched seats, and jumped out to dodge the bullets with lightning-fast reflexes.

Jiang Siming was a bit surprised. If Alow had been half a second slower, that headshot would have been his.

"He's a decent opponent," Jiang Siming remarked with growing excitement.

This world tournament had made Jiang Siming fully realize the gap between himself and the other players.

In his eyes, there were two kinds of competitors in this tournament.

The first kind were rookies.

Like the Korean teams, who relied on strategy. They were seen as strong by most, but in Jiang Siming's eyes, they were just rookies.

The second kind were minor experts. These were the strongest players from each region, with outstanding individual skills.

These were what Jiang Siming considered minor experts — actual opponents worth his attention.

Facing such opponents, Jiang Siming would get excited. He wasn't interested in killing rookies anymore; it was too boring.

As soon as Alow stopped, the other STK players immediately parked their vehicles, positioning them all around to block every angle.

Three STK players held down the rear, making it difficult for Wei Shen and his team to sneak up from behind.

Now, only Alow and Jiang Siming were left facing each other on the front lines.

"Alow, can you take out the guy in front?" the STK captain asked.

They were in a defensive position and needed to break through somewhere; otherwise, they'd be pinned down here and have their tires shot out.

"Shouldn't be a problem. He's too cocky, constantly exposing himself."

With that, Alow confidently raised his M24, sidestepped, and quickly scoped in. In less than half a second, he fired a shot.

This is Alow's famous quick-scope technique. After scoping in, his crosshair moves toward the opponent's head, and he shoots early.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This type of quick-scoping requires a lot of practice and skill, but those who can master it are almost unbeatable in a gunfight.

However, quick-scoping is a level below instant-scoping, which is considered the pinnacle of sniping skills in the game.

Instant-scoping involves not scoping at all, relying solely on muscle memory while accounting for bullet drop and range adjustments.

It is ten times harder than instant-scoping in CrossFire, because in CrossFire, guns have no recoil, and bullets don't have ballistic drop. You just need to memorize a single point and practice it to master it.

This is why, when Jiang Siming's instant-scope technique was showcased in the group stage, it received overwhelming applause.

In the competition, no one else could use instant-scoping to kill, but Jiang Siming could.

Alow was very confident in his quick-scope shot. He was sure that even if he didn't hit the head, he would at least land a body shot.

But in reality, he missed.

"Did he dodge it so precisely? Was it luck, or intentional?"

Alow furrowed his brows, feeling suspicious.

Unconvinced, he saw Jiang Siming peek out again. He immediately tried to quick-scope once more, not believing that Jiang Siming could dodge his bullets twice!

Bang!

Alow fired.

Boom!

Jiang Siming's sniper rifle fired as well.

The God's-eye view locked in on both players.

Both snipers shot a bullet toward the other.

Jiang Siming's bullet, fast, precise, and deadly, hit Alow's head.

Meanwhile, Alow's bullet was dodged by Jiang Siming's crouch and side movement once again!

"Oh! Alow is down too! Is there really no one who can out-snipe Ming?" the hook-nosed commentator said, feeling sorry for Alow as he had high hopes for him.

The bearded commentator stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Alow's sniping is indeed strong, but not as strong as Ming's. Ming is the best sniper I've ever seen."

"Alright, I admit you're right. But STK is in trouble now. With their best player Alow down, STK will have to split their forces to revive him, and GodV and his team are definitely going to seize the opportunity to strike them while they're down."

The hook-nosed commentator was absolutely right. In such a high-level match, if one player suddenly goes down, the situation becomes dangerously precarious.