Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 282 Easy to Guess

Shi Ding stood on the second floor, his hands gripping the riot shield in front of him, his eyes never leaving the raven behind the stone pillar in the center of the hall.

Looking at Raven below, who was hunched over behind cover, constantly using tiny, subtle movements to bait the warden's bullets, Shi Ding's ominous premonition was growing stronger and stronger.

The high-frequency dodges, aiming control, and the pauses in the firing rhythm that Raven is now using are techniques the Warden has performed countless times in front of his personal guards.

Through constant exposure, even he, a shield soldier who usually uses a submachine gun, has now learned some of the tricks of the trade.

However, watching Raven's actions, although Shi Ding couldn't quite put his finger on it, he just felt that Raven's movements were more delicate and crisp.

Raven's timing in flashing back into cover was almost uncanny; it always managed to retract its head behind cover just before Han Che fired his rifle.

They might even be able to seize a few opportunities to counterattack.

On the other hand, Warden Han Che, though still agile, moved extremely fast between the cover.

But as time went on, after failing to gain any effective suppression from Raven for more than a dozen rounds, Han Che's gunshots clearly began to become somewhat impatient.

His firing rate gradually increased, which caused the QBZ rifle's bullet trajectory to begin to drift slightly and become more scattered at medium range, revealing more and more weaknesses.

As Shi Ding watched this scene, he couldn't help but recall a scene he had inadvertently glimpsed through a crack in the iron gate late the night before last when he was patrolling alone and passing by a somewhat remote shooting range.

Raven was alone inside. He wasn't wearing his usual black prisoner's coat or any of those strange decorations; he was just wearing a faded gray short-sleeved shirt.

His face held a seriousness and earnestness that Shi Ding had never seen before.

He was just that kind of person, behind a makeshift shelter made of rotten wooden crates, repeatedly crouching down and simulating various basic tactical maneuvers for mid-range gunfights.

Raven's eyes were unusually clear back then. It was the kind of look only a true, pure gunman would have, completely different from his usual feigned madness in prison.

……

"Damn it, what's wrong with this guy?" Han Che spat on the ground, leaning against a cement pillar and panting heavily.

Han Che had already exchanged blows with Raven for more than a dozen rounds, but the more they fought, the angrier he became.

As soon as he fired, Raven ducked back. As soon as he prepared to holster his gun, the other man pulled out his gun in advance, forcing him to dodge sharply.

Although I didn't suffer any major losses, the raven kept controlling the pace of the game.

Han Che glanced down at the two or three bullet holes in his chest. In order to extend his time-to-kill (TTK) and add some combat skills, he deliberately chose to shoot four bullets into five armors.

This was to prevent one side from ending the battle by acquiring two gun barrels.

But watching my armor durability slowly wear down, a sense of frustration arises spontaneously.

Han Che wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and tried to think of a strategy from the game in his previous life.

"Get to the high platform! We can't let them take it down from the dormitory building!"

"Don't miss! Wait until their firing lines spread out a bit before you fire!"

"Don't rush too fast, wait for me. I'll count to three, two, one, then we'll double pull!"

"I've blocked the way with my lightning arrows, DASH, go get him!"

Han Che could only hear his teammates' commands in his mind. He found it noisy, but as long as he followed their instructions, he could win the battle.

He was confident enough in his marksmanship, having cleared three maps in a row countless times. Most of the time, as long as he was willing to use good armor and a good gun, he could win the vast majority of battles.

As for tactics...

There are some, but not many; enough is sufficient.

Han Che shook his head, clearing the noise from his mind, but didn't retain many useful ideas.

"Forget it, why don't we just explode at him?"

Superpowers gradually take over control of the super-intelligent body.

On the second-floor corridor.

The rocking horse clung to the railing, sticking half its body out and straining to look down.

"What happened? Why did it stop?"

"I don't know, neither side is fighting anymore!" Tie Xiong said anxiously, patting the railing and looking around.

"Are the results out?"

"No way? It doesn't feel like they've even really fought yet!"

Standing to the side, Shi Ding stared intently at a bunker below, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice,

"The warden is coming!"

……

"I guess you should go for it, right?"

Raven held his gun with both hands, facing a pillar, listening quietly to the information outside as if he were meditating, silently counting down the numbers in his mind.

Three, two, one...

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out as Han Che rushed out from behind cover and sprinted towards them.

Raven smirked, "All position one players are the same!"

Then, as if he could see Han Che's location, he pre-aimed at the spot, immediately flashed out, and seized the opportunity when Han Che put away his gun and ran.

"First run to the side, then roll forward..."

Da da da da!

The raven's rifle spat fire, the bullets shooting straight towards Han Che's trajectory.

Han Che's pupils shrank sharply, and he instinctively rolled away to avoid the gunfire, but he ended up colliding with several bullets that Raven had anticipated.

Bang! Bang! Just before Han Che rolled under a desk, his level 5 armor made a dull thud.

"Damn it! My armor!" Han Che cursed angrily, leaping out from under the desk and retaliating in the direction the bullet had come from.

The bullets struck the empty concrete pillars, kicking up clouds of dust.

Raven retreated back into the shadows of the cover. "What if you get shot while advancing? Geheros, use your clever brain to think of something."

"Yes! You should quit smoking!"

With two crisp clicks, a smoke grenade was thrown from behind the desk, bounced on the ground, and then exploded into smoke.

As if he had guessed the warden's thoughts again, Raven's grin widened even further. "So easy to guess, Gherros!"

Raven aimed again, pulled out to the side, and was confident he could hit him blindly through the smoke. After all, this kind of stubborn guy was the easiest to predict!

Boom!

"What!" Raven's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and a red light flashed in the smoke.

Two bullets struck Raven squarely between the eyebrows. His level 5 helmet absorbed most of the damage, but it still knocked his head back.

He quickly readjusted his posture and leaned against the wall.

Seeing that Han Che didn't press down any further, she reached out and wiped her wet lips.

A touch of crimson appeared in the palm of his hand.

Raven's mind was buzzing. The location of the red light flashing was exactly the same as the direction he had predicted. Unfortunately, speed was still Han Che's forte.

"Looks like being single-minded has its advantages!" Raven spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

"That's freaking fast!"