Kar98K Upon Touchdown! Chapter 709 - Why Is He Such A Showoff?

Chapter 709: Why Is He Such A Showoff?

The piles of wooden planks in the trench were erected at an almost vertical angle. There was no place for a grenade to stick on to as long as the two players in the trench stayed close to the planks.

That was the reason why they had not managed to kill each other even after throwing multiple grenades.

Molotov c.o.c.ktails were different.

Liu Zilang stuck his head out from the pile of wooden planks to survey the situation. The few grenades he had thrown earlier had familiarized him with the distance and trajectory of his throwable.

“Tsk tsk! Vic is going to lay napalm there!”

“But it’s a little difficult to throw at that angle, right?”

“Hm, with both sides having cover, the throwable might rebound if one is careless.”

“Heheh, I didn’t know Vic was into self-immolation. He’s the Incarnation of Thor anyway, throwing a Molotov c.o.c.ktail shouldn’t be above his skill level?”

“Hm… I still think there’s a difference. I’m not going to jinx anything, let’s see how he’ll handle it.”

The three commentators on the platform started an intense discussion when they saw Liu Zilang pull out a Molotov c.o.c.ktail.

In the match, Liu Zilang was unaware that his actions of throwing a Molotov c.o.c.ktail had made him the main focus of the caster’s attention.

His eyes focused, and he flung the Molotov c.o.c.ktail at a high angle.

The caster had learned his lesson, and he pulled the camera to a high alt.i.tude to follow the trajectory of the flaming bottle.

What the caster did not expect to happen was…

The moment the Molotov c.o.c.ktail left his hand, Liu Zilang abruptly pulled out the M24 that was slung to his back. Everyone was still looking at the Molotov c.o.c.ktail.

“That looks a little too high!”

“Oh, what a pity. It’s going to fly over his head…”

The next moment, just when the Molotov c.o.c.ktail was about to pa.s.s the pile of wooden planks.

Pcht!

Bang!

The Molotov c.o.c.ktail that was over the head of Liu Zilang’s opponent suddenly shattered. Gla.s.s shards flew everywhere, and flames ignited in all directions!

Countless wisps of fire fell from the sky like manna from heaven.

Frolicer who was hiding behind the pile of wooden planks had heard something explode above him. However, he did not manage to react in time as his head caught fire…

Then, his eyebrows…

His eyes…

His nose…

His whole body…

Frolicer, who had suddenly turned into a ‘man on fire’, dashed out of cover.

That was the moment that Liu Zilang had been waiting for.

He did not swap away the M24 from his hands. Instead, he loaded another bullet into it since it was bolt action sniper rifle, and then fired it immediately!

Pcht!

Frolicer’s heart skipped a beat and it grew cold as he heard the suppressed bang of the sniper.

The next instant, a sniper bullet pierced his body from behind.

Frolicer stumbled on his feet and then fell clumsily to the ground.

His body continued to burn as he laid on the ground.

It was not a peaceful death…

Meanwhile, the viewers in the live audience and the stream channel had confusion written all over their faces.

The caster’s camera had been on the Molotov c.o.c.ktail and not Liu Zilang.

They had only seen the flaming bottle shatter abruptly into a million pieces as it flew over the pile of wooden planks!

It has to be mentioned that the detonation mechanism of a Molotov c.o.c.ktail was by impact. It was not timed like a grenade that could explode in the air.

So… what the h.e.l.l was that earlier?

Suddenly, someone mentioned that they had heard the familiar sound of a ‘stapler’.

“Wait!”

“It can’t be!”

The tournament screen changed once again. The caster replayed the scene.

On the screen, Liu Zilang was seen flinging the Molotov c.o.c.ktail.

This time, the caster locked the camera onto Liu Zilang instead of following the trajectory of the Molotov c.o.c.ktail.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of all the viewers, Liu Zilang was seen to have swiftly swapped to his M24 right after the bottle had left his hand. He tracked the bottle until it reached a certain point over the pile of wooden planks and then fired a shot at it without any hesitation.

A bullet was ejected. The bottle shattered!

‘Heavenly Fire’ poured down from the sky as though a meteor had smashed a gaping hole in it.

Everyone’s jaw dropped to the floor when they saw the amazingly cool scene. It blew their heads off!

How can…

This person…

Be such a showoff!

…

In the match, after killing Frolicer in one shot, Liu Zilang proclaimed his dominance over the territory of the V-shaped trenches.

A short while later, the circle refreshed.

Liu Zilang, still drunk in the satisfaction of that maneuver earlier, was a little taken aback when he saw the new circle on the map.

“Oh! It’s a wheat field circle!”

“Yup. I thought the circles would veer toward Georgopol or the V-shaped trenches. Who would have guessed that it would head toward the wheat fields?”

“It’ll be a tough battle for the people in town now. Twenty-four people remain on the battlefield, and more than half of them are in Georgopol. Those who didn’t manage to get into town earlier must be thanking their lucky stars now.”

“Looks like Vic’s efforts in occupying his spot are all in vain now. He’ll have to escape the blue circle from wherever he is.”

“Well… Guess luck isn’t on his side this time.”

“…”

While the commentators spoke on the platform, the players in Georgopol and the V-shaped trenches prepared to move out.

n.o.body dared expose themselves rashly. People would shoot at them from the wheat field. Moreover, there would be more people shooting their backs if they moved first.

Suddenly, an intense flurry of gunfire erupted from a two-story building in the residential area of Georgopol South Hill.

The caster s.h.i.+fted the camera to that location. The viewers could only see a patch of white smoke.

“Oh! It’s Vivian and Master Ze!”

“Vivian seems to be engaged with Master Ze. She’ll start taking circle damage soon if she doesn’t get out of there!”

“Another no-scope from Master Ze! Amazing! Oh my G.o.d! Master Ze hit Vivian who’s in the smokescreen!”

“Is he going to swap to a rifle?”

“Master Ze is still using his sniper! He’s such a dedicated man!”

“…”

On the tournament screen, the caster cut to the location of the incident.

In the smokescreen, Vivian had been hit in the chest by Master Ze’s no-scope shot. Her health level dropped by almost half.

Time was not on her side. Vivian did not tarry within the smokescreen to use a first aid kit as her boost meter was already full. Instead, she hastily applied a bandage and then left the rest to her health regeneration.

Her priority was to lob smoke grenades so that she could enter the safe zone. That was her only ticket out of her disadvantage.

Meanwhile, Shen Zeyan who was at the residential area silently aimed at the smokescreen.

His face bore no expression. No one could have read what he was thinking.

“Master Ze is still blocking Vivian? Doesn’t he need to escape from the blue circle?”

“Vivian is meticulous in throwing a smokescreen. Master Ze’s shot earlier was probably a lucky shot. Is he gambling on hitting his opponent again?”

“I think that’s quite impossible. Many people have already started moving toward the safe zone. I think Master Ze should get going soon too.”

“Yup. Otherwise, it’ll be hard for him to enter once everyone else is in. More importantly, there’s no meaning to it if he continues to bl-”

On the commentary platform, Lord Rong’s words were abruptly cut short. His expression froze…

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