DSF Chapter 109

On the third day of the semifinals, global live viewership reached a new high.

The enthusiasm of the on-site audience was as intense as the scorching sunlight above, with cheers and shouts rising incessantly even before the players entered, echoing continuously.

“This is impressive. I’ve only seen this kind of scene at old American baseball games,” Sun Tianjiao remarked proudly, then turned around, “You guys should drink less coffee too, or you’ll be running to the restroom constantly later.”

Xu Rui yawned, “I’m so sleepy.”

Song Tang added, “Me too. I was too hyped up after yesterday’s match. I couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. I’m feeling so restless. After today, I’m definitely going to sleep all day at the hotel.”

Sun Tianjiao cautioned, “Just make sure to rest in moderation.”

At this moment, most of the audience was confined to their seats, with few venturing up to the fourth floor. Taking advantage of the quiet moment, they enjoyed some drinks in the morning breeze and warm sunlight.

An Xinghuo held his coffee cup in his palm, absentmindedly twisting it while biting the straw without actually drinking from it, just to occupy himself.

His hands and feet had been cold for a while now, adrenaline rushing through him. Whether he drank coffee or chili oil didn’t matter; all he could think about was stepping in for Fu Haifeng soon.

An Xinghuo hesitated, “Fu Ge, are you feeling better now? If your back is okay, I…”

Before Fu Haifeng could respond, Yan Yibing suddenly interjected, “The roster has already been submitted.”

An Xinghuo gulped nervously, hesitated for a moment, and carefully chose his words, “Because this is my first time playing in the World Championship, and I just came from the Aurora Team not long ago, I…”

He felt fortunate yet anxious.

He had once thought it was impressive enough to be signed by Team Aurora.

Back then, he was a bit arrogant, even thinking that the professional players weren’t necessarily better than him.

However, ever since he challenged Yan Yibing and was mercilessly crushed by Han Mo in an exhibition match, his teammates at Team Aurora started to disdain him for embarrassing them.

He knew the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he felt ashamed, but the situation didn’t improve.

The days of being ostracized by his teammates were tough, then he tried to participate in Zero’s tryouts. Unexpectedly, he passed, and Sun Tianjiao officially signed him.

He had leaped onto a bigger stage, and surprisingly, the Bing Shen, whom he had challenged before, didn’t hold a grudge against him. Instead, he occasionally guided him in tactics and corrected his mistakes.

He felt like he learned more in the few months at Zero than he did in the two years before.

Moreover, this time, Sun Tianjiao informed him proactively that he would be participating in the World Championships as a substitute.

He had never imagined having a chance to play. He just thought it was an opportunity to broaden his horizons.

But now, the opportunity to play has come.

He was both excited and nervous.

Yan Yibing turned to look at him, his almond-shaped eyes clear and bright, the corners of his eyes naturally drooping, two strands of stray hair lazily brushing past his earlobes.

He said lightly, “I have high expectations for you. You won’t always stay on the second team. Play well.”

An Xinghuo was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

He blinked blankly, as if Yan Yibing’s words needed to be chewed and savored repeatedly, one by one.

Finally, he slowly widened his eyes, the light in them growing brighter and brighter.

He looked at Yan Yibing, his face filled with admiration for his idol and joy at receiving his idol’s approval.

His lips trembled slightly, restrained from curling upwards, but the joy of a primary school student being praised by the headmaster couldn’t be concealed at all.

In that moment, he felt like he could brave anything for Yan Yibing.

An Xinghuo nodded heavily, his fists clenched tightly, his face flushing a little. With the most sincere voice, he swore, “Captain, I will definitely live up to your expectations!”

Yan Yibing smirked slightly, a smile playing on his lips as he finished the last sip of his espresso. “Let’s go.”

The others also put down their paper cups, adjusted their team jerseys, and followed him, rubbing their wrists as they descended the stairs.

They walked along the stairs to the second floor, where they saw the teams entering the venue one after another at the entrance on the second floor.

There was a small platform at the junction of the second and third floors, with glass railing and light yellow handrails.

Yan Yibing leaned against the handrail, and lowered his eyes to look down.

The sunlight streamed diagonally through the window, casting a soft yellow glow on his pristine white clothes.

Han Mo was also among the teams entering.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at Yan Yibing who was lazily observing the scene from the small platform.

His footsteps paused for a moment, then he changed direction and walked towards Yan Yibing.

The small platform wasn’t high, so through the glass railing, you could clearly see Yan Yibing’s straight and slender legs wrapped in his team uniform.

Han Mo looked up and extended his hand towards him.

Yan Yibing’s gaze trembled slightly, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

He also reached down with his arm, and like a gentle breeze caressing the willows, he lightly patted Han Mo’s palm, while Han Mo firmly held onto his fingers.

Neither of them said anything.

Shortly after, Han Mo entered the arena, and Yan Yibing straightened up and descended the stairs.

The last day of the semifinals officially began.

The local team Break was clearly the most advantaged, with their fans occupying nearly half of the venue.

The large screen formed by four curved panels was the first to display the face of Break’s captain, Gavy.

Gavy was meticulously checking his peripherals. It was said that on some small websites, the odds for Break had dropped so low that there was no need to place bets anymore.

Almost everyone believed that Break, fully equipped and ready, would undoubtedly win the championship this time.

Obviously, some media exaggerated Break’s strength and severely underestimated the level of other foreign teams.

In the first match, the flight path was slightly west of the center.

Yan Yibing led his team to drop into the Airport Wilderness Area. The only other team landing with them was the European team ONT.

Yan Yibing commanded, “I’ll cover with the gun, Xu Rui and Song Tang, quickly clear the airport, and Xiao An, go control the vehicles.”

ONT was a classic operation-oriented team. They generally avoided early conflicts and focused on developing quietly. They might not rack up many kills, but they always managed to survive until the end, boasting a stable performance.

However, their tactics were a bit too straightforward and had long been thoroughly studied by others.

Yan Yibing climbed onto a high structure and found a concealed position. With the coordination of Song Tang and Xu Rui, they eliminated the entire ONT team before the safe zone shrank.

At this moment, An Xinghuo had already brought all the vehicles over.

Several of them blew up a car at random, then rode a motorcycle and a jeep, rushing out of the airport.

Meanwhile, NNTC and Break were engaged in a fierce fight over P City.

Although NNTC usually followed behind Break like a grandson, they were not short of schemes. They never revealed their new tactics during practice matches.

Every time they played a practice match, NNTC would be beaten to a pulp by Break. But this time in P City, NNTC took out three members of Break in one go, although they suffered heavy losses themselves.

“Oh wow, only Kyle is left from Break. It’s always fun to see,” Xu Rui glanced at the kill notice and made a sarcastic remark.

But immediately after—

【Prince-momo eliminated Zero-xurui with an MG3 machine gun】

Xu Rui felt a lump in his throat.

“Damn! They actually got an airdrop. What kind of luck is this!”

Yan Yibing’s lips tightened, then he chuckled lightly, “Get ready to greet them!”

He had expected to run into Prince later, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly.

After Xu Rui was knocked down, Yan Yibing quickly found cover and hid.

Xu Rui shouted, “Captain, there’s someone at 150 degrees. Could it be Han Mo in a Ghillie suit? It’s a bit tricky if he’s wearing that thing.”

Yan Yibing calmly switched to a red dot sight.

With Xu Rui’s position marked, he didn’t need to aim to see clearly; he just needed speed.

Yan Yibing leaned to the side and aimed down the sight, firing the sniper rifle.

【Zero-ICE eliminated Prince-chenzefeng with an SKS sniper rifle】

Yan Yibing breathed a sigh of relief. “Song Tang, flank him. Xiao An, cover.”

Chen Zefeng stamped his foot impatiently and exclaimed, “Bing Shen’s eyesight is really something!”

Han Mo lightly curled his lips. “Come over, I’ll cover you. Mo Bei, bring the car over as cover. Xiao Nuo, stay alert and watch out for flanks.”

Song Tang said, “Captain, I hear a car! Is it reinforcements?”

Yan Yibing had already changed cover and replied calmly, “No, they don’t want to give up on Chen Zefeng. Destroy the car for me, Song Tang, and toss a smoke grenade to cover your movement. They’ll definitely have someone blocking you.”

An Xinghuo exclaimed, “Captain, I can’t take them all down alone!”

Yan Yibing said, “Stop shooting and use a grenade. It’ll give Song Tang some cover.”

An Xinghuo quickly understood and immediately threw a grenade toward the sound of the car.

The grenade exploded loudly but didn’t damage the vehicle.

A jeep, moving aggressively and quickly, appeared on the reverse slope.

Yan Yibing had already moved to a closer position by now.

Han Mo had a Ghillie Suit, and Yan Yibing was worried that Han Mo would ambush him where he was, so he ran cautiously, and there was no sound of an MG3.

Before Yan Yibing arrived, the jeep had already arrived nearby and blocked Chen Zefeng.

Bullets banged against the car body, raising a thick smoke.

Yan Yibing saw he was running out of time. He tossed a Molotov cocktail directly, then swiftly raised his M4 and fired continuously to ignite the Molotov in midair.

The torrent of flames rained down on the jeep like drops of fire.

Han Mo realized something was wrong when he heard the gunfire. He immediately gave up on Chen Zefeng, crouched behind a rock without hesitation, and threw a grenade in the direction of the Molotov.

Before the jeep exploded, Han Mo cleanly shot Chen Zefeng, not allowing Yan Yibing to steal the kill.

The next second, the jeep exploded, engulfing Chen Zefeng’s box in flames.

Yan Yibing glanced at the kill feed, gritted his teeth, and muttered, “The Little Beast is getting harder and harder to deal with.”

Xiao Nuo said, “That was close! Luckily, they didn’t take the kill.”

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

“Bing Shen is really… merciless.”

If he had reacted slower and harbored thoughts of saving Chen Zefeng, he would probably have been blown up by now.

Xiao Nuo said, “Captain, they’re indeed trying to flank us!”

The smoke grenade suddenly dispersed, covering a large area. Bullets shot from pistols, narrowly grazing Xiao Nuo’s helmet several times.

Han Mo said, “Did you keep the gasoline cans?”

Xiao Nuo smiled. “Left three. Fortunately, I was carrying this thing on me. It would have been disastrous if it was given to Zefeng.”

Han Mo nodded. “Good, let’s give Bing Shen a gift.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Mo and Xiao Nuo raised their guns and sprayed at the gasoline cans.

The three gasoline cans exploded, igniting once again. Molotov cocktails and grenades thrown into the flames exploded, and Song Tang, unable to escape, was burnt to ashes.

Song Tang said, “What… kind of family collects so many gasoline cans?”

Yan Yibing steadied his mind and took a deep breath.

He glanced at the shrinking safe zone timer and said to An Xinghuo, “Slowly retreat to my side, don’t let them notice. Keep firing, don’t give them a chance to escape. We have a car.”

Sure enough, under the intensive assault from Yan Yibing and An Xinghuo, Han Mo and Xiao Nuo had no time to flee.

The two teams engaged in back-and-forth skirmishes, but the safe zone had already passed over their heads.

No one could withstand this wave of poison, so Yan Yibing swiftly drove the motorcycle with An Xinghuo and rushed straight into the circle.

Prince’s jeep had been blown up by them, so they definitely didn’t have a vehicle now and would be eliminated by the poison zone shortly.

Thinking about Han Mo being forced to be eliminated by the poison zone, Yan Yibing couldn’t help but feel like laughing a bit.

The Little Beast must be frustrated, definitely feeling aggrieved.

But with his indifferent and reserved personality, he definitely wouldn’t show it.

At most, he would eat a little less for dinner, or he would wear a poker face and not speak, forcing himself to practice repeatedly eight hundred times to avoid making the mistake of having his car blown up again.

However, Yan Yibing soon couldn’t laugh anymore.

As the motorcycle tire crossed the hill, before it even landed, a faint gunshot pierced through An Xinghuo’s tattered level-three armor accurately.

【Prince-momo used an MG3 machine gun to eliminate Zero-xinghuo】

Yan Yibing: “…”

Although he barely made it out of the poison zone, Han Mo took one more kill than them, as if he hadn’t gained any advantage.

Yan Yibing was also frustrated.

But he wouldn’t indulge himself in frustration.

At most, he would bite Han Mo’s collarbone and leave a mark of embarrassment for the Little Beast to feel ashamed of in front of others.

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