Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 960: Chapter 896: Poison Rain!_1 Chapter 960: Chapter 896: Poison Rain!_1 The teammates were frantic, trying to drag Red Dust to safety and revive him.

In an environment where the view was extremely limited due to the waist-high wild grass everywhere, the problem of “sticking your head up gets you shot” was indeed severe, but it was hard to accurately finish a downed opponent.

Unless at very close range, it was difficult to accurately kill the opponent in the wild grass – especially when his teammates are still alive, standing just beside him.

After being barely saved, Red Dust kept a considerable distance from the brother who had betrayed him, unwilling to go near.

The brother wanted to explain, but Red Dust didn’t give him a chance.

Not only Red Dust, but even the other eight teammates looked at him with a hint of suspicion and distrust.

The game had just begun, and trust within their team had already been lost…

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Elsewhere, Turner’s team learned from the past experience and were extremely cautious in their every move.

Though they still occasionally drew attacks – after all, touching the wild grass while moving was inevitable and once the grass started to sway, someone might blindly shoot a few bullets to test.

Fortunately, it was just the beginning and everyone’s resources were limited, so the pace of finding supplies was slow amidst the wild grass with a fear of showing themselves.

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Each bullet was extremely precious and used with caution, so the threat was not significant.

Turner’s team found weapons smoothly.

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——In this map, all weapons and armor were carefully aged – soil, rust, scratches, tattered cloth strips…

all in line with the wilderness settings.

But the performance was not compromised at all and was exactly the same as new guns.

After getting the weapons, although they hadn’t found bulletproof vests and helmets yet, everyone had started to consider their next steps.

“Once the area begins to shrink, a lot of people will come out, and all will be targets.

We need to make preparations early.”

“How to prepare?

Move towards the center of the map?” Turner asked.

He had prepared for this event for a long time and was very clear about some basic rules.

No matter which method Cloud Dream used to shrink the zone, it’s always safer the closer you are to the center.

After saying that, he peeked out to check the surroundings.

His sight was filled with endless wild grass and scattered trees.

Occasionally, some wild grass gently swayed, but it was unclear whether it was due to the wind or someone moving.

But without a doubt, a thousand desperadoes armed with guns were silently lurking underneath the wild grass.

Just thinking about that situation gave Turner the creeps.

So he hesitated: “Isn’t this very risky?

Maybe everyone is doing this.”

“It’s still better than being shot at when the shrink starts!”

“Or, we can go around and backstab others?

After all, as long as we score high enough, we can qualify.”

“Let’s move in a spiral towards the center, backstabbing on the way.” Turner summarized the two ideas.

“Good idea!

I agree!”

“Agreed!”

They reached a consensus and carefully began to make their loop.

But they had barely walked 10 meters when a gunshot suddenly rang out from about 50 meters to their east.

They immediately stopped and looked over to see four people sticking their heads out, sniping at others.

Without a second thought, they all raised their guns and poured out a volley of bullets.

The bullets instantly engulfed those four, showing off their heads – because it was not just Turner’s team shooting at them, but eight other teams from far and near!

They focused their fire for two rounds, stopped after seeing four new kill records on the edge of their vision, then —

Began firing at each other!

After a bout of chaotic gunfire, the previously stagnant kill record began to drastically fluctuate, with more than sixty records popping up in a few seconds!

Turner was only rash for a few seconds in the beginning but quickly regained rationality, once again lying on the ground and pulling his teammates to move on.

With bullets whizzing over their heads and shattered grass blades flying around, Turner repeated with his head low:

“Do not be easily shaken, stick with the previous plan!”

“Also, try to use a knife when backstabbing!

If you can avoid using guns, don’t use them!”

“That’s awesome!” The knifeman, a big bearded man, instantly got excited, “I’ll show you my knife skills!”

With their knives in hand, they moved forward again in a curve.

However, they adjusted their direction slightly by following the gunshots.

Their plan was to make a steal first and worry about the points later.

They were moving slowly, as stealthily as possible, getting closer and closer to the other group.

Not until they were only 10 meters apart, able to see figures moving and shooting through waist-high wild grass, did Turner’s team stop.

They silently took out their weapons, exchanged glances, each selected their target, crept to them inch by inch.

Turner also chose his target, inching his way toward a big bearded man in camouflage clothes with a sword.

However, as he was crawling, he suddenly heard a teammate moving with him from slightly behind on his right.

Turner was a bit annoyed: “Why are you following me?

Don’t trust my skills?”

He turned his head to give a hint to his teammate to go help others, indicating he didn’t need any help himself.

But as he turned around and made eye contact with the person behind him, they both froze in disbelief.

“Bro, who are you?” Astonishment filled Turner’s eyes.

“And who are you?” The stranger was just as taken aback.

Turner’s grip tightened on his sword, and the stranger took the dagger out of his mouth.

The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

They both realized: they had bumped into another team with the same idea—ambushing the unsuspecting group ahead.

They hadn’t managed to sneak up on them yet, but ended up colliding with each other instead.

As things were about to get heated up, Turner restrained himself and pointed toward the group ahead instead.

The stranger also glanced in that direction, silently nodded, and then distanced himself from Turner.

After posting a text notification on the team channel to alert his teammates, both of them continued with their original plan.

When they were about five meters away, they activated [Assassin’s Bloodline], their physical strength bursting forth in that instant, rushing forward and hacking at a player engrossed in the gunfight with an opponent 60 meters away.

However, there was a small surprise: including Turner, three people simultaneously charged at that big bearded man in camouflage clothes.

They each stabbed the big bearded man, casually finished him off, and without wasting a single second, turned their blades toward each other!

After slashing his sword and blocking a strike, Turner looked at the two strangers fighting each other in confusion before realizing they were not on the same team.

Meaning: three teams had arrived to ambush at the same time!

Absolutely absurd!

Without a second thought, Turner pulled a submachine gun out of his weapon storage box and started shooting at the two men!

“Damn it, three teams ambushing, so much for being stealthy!”

Luckily, thanks to [Assassin’s Bloodline] and mutual alertness, the two men didn’t get killed instantly.

Instead, they each pulled out a gun, countering with both a gun and a sword!

—This specific dual-wielding combat style, one cold one hot, wasn’t popularized until “Chang’an” began.

Turner’s dishonorable action attracted a lot of aggro, but with three teams ambushing simultaneously, the distance was just too small.

The unfortunate team being ambushed suffered heavy losses and was wiped out before they knew it.

However, the remaining three teams were completely mixed together.

Everywhere they looked, all they could see were people; it was almost impossible to distinguish friend from foe.

Therefore, Turner wasn’t immediately surrounded and attacked.

But at this critical moment, someone suddenly shouted, “Let’s get the foreigner first!”

“Shit!” Turner immediately cursed fluently in Chinese and ran without hesitation.

The reactions of the other teammates were a beat too slow, so they were caught off guard when the Daxia players from the two teams unexpectedly teamed up, knocking down four of them on the spot.

“Damn it!” The remaining five international students also let out standard-accented curses and turned to run.

Just then, a massive strange cloud suddenly spread bit by bit overhead, gradually covering a twentieth of the map under a shadow, followed by a light drizzle.

Turner had immediately warned everyone to stay away from the cloud in the team channel the moment he saw it.

His prediction was correct—

As the rainwater hit the ground, the wild grass instantly wilted and decayed, slumping to the ground lifelessly.

The trees lost all their leaves within a few seconds and began to die slowly.

The players caught in the rainwater started losing health.

Although the initial health drop wasn’t fast, the longer they stayed in the rain, the quicker they lost health!

The players, who were fighting each other to death just a minute ago, were now driven by the sudden poison rain.

While firing at others, they also started running towards the direction away from the cloud.

They had all figured it out: this was how the wilderness map shrunk!

At the edge of the poison rain, Ivan Ivanov was leisurely petting a zebra.

After observing the scene in the poison rain thoroughly, he was certain that he had found a way to predict the shrinking range of the map and avoid poison rain in advance!

—Cloud Dream had given everyone a hint from the start.

And the answer, was right beside him!