EBE Chapter 15: It wasn't your bullet, don't you feel bad?
Chapter 15: It wasn't your bullet, don't you feel bad?
He hadn't finished speaking.
Then they heard Su Chen fire another shot.
boom!
The gunshot was crisp and clean, as if it exploded directly on the eardrums, causing the air in the live broadcast room to tremble.
A kill notification then popped up in the upper right corner.
[Su Chen defeated "Give a Big Red 778"]
It turns out he's the opposing team's teammate, Xiaomai.
The person probably crouched down and rushed over the instant the smoke grenade exploded; their movements were quite fast, clearly indicating they were a rat.
He planned to cover the smoke trail, carry the person on his back, and then go back to rescue them.
The bee doctor probably thought that Su Chen wouldn't be able to see it because he had sealed off the smoke.
However, he still underestimated Su Chen's prediction.
When that shot was fired, the smoke hadn't completely dissipated; it was a vast expanse of white, and you couldn't even make out a single person.
But the bullet pierced through the smoke with pinpoint accuracy, heading straight for his head. A headshot, even through the smoke.
Such a move would be astonishing even in a regular game, let alone in a live-streamed, highly anticipated assessment.
The viewers in the live stream immediately went wild.
The barrage of comments poured out like a flood, densely covering the entire screen, making it almost impossible to see the streamer's face.
"Holy crap, what happened? Why can't I understand what Twelfth Brother is doing?"
"My goodness, this progress is too fast! Could it be that someone else took the exam for him?"
"Holy crap, that's terrifying marksmanship! He pierced through the smoke, and it was a headshot! Is he cheating?"
The voices of doubt came one after another, and they grew louder and louder.
The scrolling of comments was so fast that it was almost impossible to read them all; the screen was full of question marks and exclamation marks, occasionally interspersed with a few sarcastic or sarcastic remarks.
Someone typed out "hanging on the wall" followed by a string of exclamation marks.
People started tagging the Tanwan eSports account, demanding verification.
With Su Chen securing this double kill, the atmosphere in the live stream completely changed.
The viewers who were initially just curious and watching the show are now seriously questioning Su Chen's true skill level.
Was he cheating, or was someone else taking the exam for him, or was the person sitting opposite them not the Twelfth Brother they knew at all?
Lin Miaomiao certainly saw these comments.
She kept her eyes glued to the right side of the monitor where the comments were displayed, which was one of her basic qualities as a commentator.
She monitored the audience's reactions in real time. Seeing the increasingly heated criticisms, she knew she could no longer remain silent.
She cleared her throat, her expression shifting from relaxed and smiling to serious and earnest.
"Brothers, don't overthink it," her voice was calm and strong, each word clearly enunciated. "I have verified the players' accounts. I have personally reviewed all the login records, device information, and backend data. There is no cheating involved."
She paused, looking directly at the camera, as if making eye contact with every viewer in front of the screen.
"And even if he passes the exam by proxy, he can't keep letting others take the exam for him forever. Our e-sports event organizers will conduct random checks on cheaters from time to time, so everyone can rest assured about that."
She spoke these words earnestly and seriously, her tone carrying an unquestionable certainty.
You can question her; Lin Miaomiao has been criticized before. But you absolutely cannot question their club. That's a bottom line.
The viewers were stunned by her imposing presence, and the speed of the comments in the live chat slowed down noticeably.
"Alright, since Miaomiao has said so..."
"Trust Miaomiao, she won't talk nonsense."
"Yeah, the clubs aren't stupid. Getting caught cheating would ruin their reputation, wouldn't it?"
The voices of doubt gradually subsided, replaced by voices of recognition and understanding.
Lin Miaomiao has always had a good reputation in the industry, so most people are willing to believe her when she says there's no problem.
Lin Miaomiao breathed a slight sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing a little.
Just as she was about to turn her attention back to the game, she saw Su Chen's movements on the screen.
Her eyes widened suddenly.
Su Chen actually scoped in again, his gun steadily aimed at the fallen Dr. Bee.
The bee doctor lay on the ground, struggling to crawl towards the bunker.
Upon seeing this, Lin Miaomiao's expression instantly changed.
"A tonic!!!"
She almost screamed, her voice as sharp as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
She pronounced the word "no" as "bu," her urgency bordering on despair.
But it was too late.
boom!
Another gunshot rang out, dull yet powerful.
The iconic sound of the AWM gun exploded in my ears.
The kill notification popped up again in the upper right corner.
[Su Chen killed "Give a Big Red 778"]
Su Chen used the extremely expensive bullet from the AWM to finish off the fallen medic.
Clean and efficient.
"Damn it, you bastard, are you doing this on purpose? You don't care if it's not your bullet, do you?"
Lin Miaomiao finally couldn't hold back any longer and called out directly into her microphone.
She sprang up from her chair, bracing herself on the table with both hands, looking just like a cat with its fur standing on end.
She usually maintains a professional commentary image in the live broadcast room and rarely loses her composure like this, but at this moment she really couldn't hold back anymore.
What is the concept of AWM bullets?
Those were the most precious bullets in the entire game; each shot cost 1.5 RMB.
Others using the AWM would practically split a bullet in half to use it effectively, aiming to kill someone with a single shot and not daring to waste it easily.
This guy actually used an AWM to finish off someone who was already down?
Even using a cannon to kill a mosquito wouldn't be this extravagant.
There was a two-second silence on Su Chen's end, followed by a slightly awkward chuckle.
Lin Miaomiao could even picture his innocent look as he scratched his head.
"Using the AWM to cover for survivors is also to avoid some unnecessary trouble." Su Chen's voice sounded confident, but also a little guilty.
"That's true, but..."
Lin Miaomiao's tone softened.
Of course she knew that Su Chen was right.
Finishing off downed enemies can prevent them from being revived and also prevent them from alerting their teammates while downed.
This is a very basic operational awareness in high-level games.
But even though that's the truth, watching that AWM bullet fly out and hit a downed target who was no longer a threat still made her heart bleed.
She took a deep breath, trying to say something to salvage her image.
The next second, there was suddenly no sound from Su Chen's side.
It wasn't just ordinary quiet; it was a sudden, tense silence, like a hunting dog that had caught the scent of its prey, its muscles tensing up in an instant.
Then, Su Chen's expression changed.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his lips pressed into a thin line, and the casual look in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an almost sharp focus.
Holding the AWM, he charged forward without hesitation.
The action came so suddenly that Lin Miaomiao didn't even have time to explain.