God Yan anchor has been sealed again

"fire" is a 4V4 game, divided into terrorists and anti-terrorist forces, teammates share the economy, each round is 2 minutes, [-] rounds of [-] wins.

Now the general tactical combination of international teams is generally two assaulters, one sniper, and one freeman. According to the situation of the game, there will generally be some adjustments, and the difference will be the same.

During the monitoring, after Xuewei finished the individual competition, she entered a random match.

The youth training is fixed, and the random matches are also youth training students, but they are all anonymous.

With Xuewei's hand, he brought himself and lined up with three snipers.

Several other youth trainees discussed it and planned to fill up their positions randomly depending on the situation.

The Xuewei side is the anti-terrorist force (CT side), and the map location is very disadvantageous: the two enemy strongholds are at high places, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In the first round, they didn't have any economy. Coupled with the disadvantage of the map, Xuewei's team was quickly wiped out, and then received the system's failure compensation.

The score became 0:1.

The youth trainees have experienced many battles and know that in this map, the CT side will send out the first ones, so they are not in a hurry.

After receiving the financial compensation, the team's economy reached 5000.

Xuewei bought a sniper TRG worth 3500.

It was only the second round, and he bought TRG, which meant that other teammates could only use improvised equipment, not to mention the youth training team, even in the passerby game, this was an act that would be sprayed to death.

His No. 3 teammate couldn't hold back the mic: "No. 4, which team are you from? Are you fucking acting? Acting in the scheduled match, how many people are you going to kill? You haven't seen a sniper, have you?"

Xuewei typed: "We can win."

At the beginning of the second round, these young trainees were unwilling to waste time fighting among themselves, and the other three entered point A with ordinary guns to discuss tactics.

At this time, the replay screen showed: Xuewei did not follow, but went to point B alone, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The teammates started to curse, but before they could say a few words, one of the enemy's faces turned gray.

The upper right corner shows:

[Team A No. 4] used TRG to kill [Team B No. 2]

In less than a second.

[Team A No. 4] used TRG to kill [Team B No. 1]

There were only two enemies left, footsteps approached quickly, and a shadow appeared behind Xuewei.

The sniper weapons in "fire" cannot be fired continuously, they are relatively heavy, and the interval between two shots is at least half a second.

In the professional arena, half a second is enough to kill a person.

The enemy obviously wanted to approach quickly, seized the cooling time to destroy him, and within half a second, the opponent threw a smoke, blocking his position.

Xuewei turned around directly, shot the sniper, and the bullet penetrated into the fog.

Hit right.

[Team A No. 4] used TRG to kill [Team B No. 3]

[No. 4 of Team A] killed [No. 4 of Team B] with a dagger

[System settlement: In this round, Team B was completely wiped out, Team A won, and there are 10 seconds left to enter the next round]

In the next four rounds, Xuewei set up a sniper position alone, firmly occupying the sniper position.

His teammates fell silent.

At this moment, the enemy's youth trainees have not realized the seriousness of the problem.

They are also one of the best players in the world, and they have never been so overwhelmed by snipers, especially when the map is dominant.

In the next few rounds, they changed their tactics, all four of them including Xuewei, trying to break through from the core.

This idea is actually okay.

but……

The head coach "tsk": "They still haven't had time to develop the experience of judging the opponent's strength."

Everyone in team B together Bao Xuewei, for five games in a row, like Huluwa saving his grandfather, they were all wiped out by Xuewei's group.

This is no longer a youth training match, it is like a fish pond game.

After five innings, Team B finally cleared their minds a little, and stopped competing with Xue Wei, but withdrew when they saw him.But just finding out that he subsequently reported the price of retreating was tragic enough—at least the death of a teammate.

"Fuck, brother, how about giving me a friend seat after the assessment is over? Are you a youth trainee of the national first team?" No. 1 made friends with him in Maili, "I heard that the first team of Shenxiang brought a few snipers , is that you?"

Xuewei's voice was short: "No."

In the coaching room, Wen Man leaned back with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyelids drooping slightly, but he suddenly smiled.

"His personal KDA is terrible, but he seems to be good at shooting..." The head coach was dragging him to discuss, but when he saw his smile, he was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Go ahead." Wen Man didn't say anything.

The coach pulled out replays of the next few innings.

In the eighth game, because of Xuewei's existence, their score had reached 7:1, and the opponent had never won except for the first game.

But in the ninth game, something happened to Xuewei's team: teammate No. 3 made a major mistake, a cigarette failed to seal the opponent's route, but exposed the position of the teammate, and four of them, including Xuewei, were killed. Played a group destroy.

With everything cleared and the economy getting worse, Xuewei can only fight with the others.

After losing the sniper position, Xuewei lost touch with the team directly.

This time they encountered an alley battle, Xuewei did not follow his teammates, but took an extremely biased position, and encountered the two most ferocious enemy assaulters head-on.

In 1V2, before he was beaten to death, both opponents were beaten to the point of blood, but the damage was not enough, and his teammates didn't keep up. This was a failure.

In the monitoring screen, the young man who had been silent all the time pursed his lips, and his eyes seemed to be a little more competitive.

"This young trainee, the team is very disconnected, or you can say..." The coach frowned, "He can hardly play effective teamwork."

"Yes, yes." Wen Man raised his legs.

His vision has been scattered and wandering, but this time it finally settled down, dark and deep.He obviously didn't listen carefully, and his eyes were on the other side.

The head coach found that he was still watching the live video from the other side.

After the game was over, Xuewei took off her earphones, breathed a sigh of relief, rested her forehead on the table, and lay down for a while.

Others were getting ready to get up and go out one after another. A few people noticed him and whispered: "Is that person okay?"

"It must have been beaten to autism." Others laughed softly beside them. "After all, he is from the training team, so isn't he being suppressed and beaten?"

Xuewei was blurred in hearing voices and seeing things, he was panting slightly, cold sweat broke out on his fingertips.

The training room was noisy. After the game, everyone could finally let go of their speech and discuss today's performance.The gaming chair dragged around and bumped against the table, rattling from time to time.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door, and the training room fell silent, like boiling water suddenly stopped.

Quiet as if you could hear a needle drop.

Only a few youth trainees from the first national team stammered for a long time to say to the man who entered the door because they had met several times: "Wow, team Wen..."

Wen Man greeted casually: "Morning."

He was tall, and those peach blossom eyes not only did not make him appear friendly, but on the contrary, in addition to majesty, there was an extra aggression that could be retracted freely. The light and shadow reflected shadows under his eyelashes, appearing indifferent and wild.

Everyone looked at him, but he turned his gaze to the corner.

Beside the penultimate row of walls, Xuewei was still lying on the table.

He heard the unusual movement here, moved and raised his head.

Wen Man lowered his head and met his confused and dizzy eyes.

Almond eyes, very round and beautiful eyes, black and white are distinct, like obsidian in the dark light, with a strange color.

Because of dizziness, he opened his mouth slightly to inhale, his hair soaked in cold sweat.

Wen Man put the things in his hand on the table.

"Strawberry milk, strawberry chocolate." Wen Man held a piece of chocolate, his voice was calm and steady, "Student, can you still move by yourself?"

Xuewei tried hard to raise his head, but he had no strength and couldn't speak.

Wen Man lowered his eyes, tore open the chocolate package in his hand, broke off a piece, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Xuewei has a small canine tooth, and the tip of the tooth gently scrapes against his fingers, making it cool.