Chapter 149
Bang!
As the trigger was pulled with his index finger, the muzzle blasted out a lump of metal along with heat.
The bullet's velocity was roughly 1 km per second.
Too fast to track its trajectory with the naked eye.
And too small to catch by sight.
Yet the result could be seen.
Along with a faint whistling sound, the light aircraft caught fire.
Right on the front part, on the fuselage just before the pilot's seat.
- Whoa!
- Why's he so good at extreme long-distance sniping too?!
- Maybe the gun was actually a sword?
- You know, there's gun-sword arts. The gun is indeed a sword, so that's why he shoots well!
- So all weapons lead back to the sword, huh?
- Truly the king of all weapons, the supreme armament is the sword!
"It hit."
Seo-jun said nonchalantly and handed the rifle over so Alpaca could confirm it too.
But Alpaca, with a sour look, didn't take the gun and said:
"Uh, I think I know without having to check..."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes. You can hit a person, so there's no way you'd miss a plane."
Is that so?
"Hitting that person was luck."
"That's not a distance you can hit out of luck!"
Rumi, who was beside him, said with sparkling eyes.
As the destination gets farther away, the area the bullet can hit also keeps getting wider.
And the distance to that plane just now had been extremely far.
To the naked eye, the aircraft was just a tiny lump, and through the scope, not just a target inside but the entire plane filled the view.
Of that vast area, how hard was it to pinpoint just one spot?
And if it was luck, just what percentage chance was there to hit that spot?
"Well, it's a distance I can't guarantee 100%."
Rumi and Alpaca understood the meaning of Seo-jun's words.
But.
The two smirked.
"Alpaca, don't you think our ace here is being modest?"
"I know, right. Having mastered close range with a frying pan and long range with a sniper rifle, there's no way he can't guarantee. He's just being considerate of all the viewers..."
Even while they talked, the car kept racing on. The storm was still chasing them.
- Is this true teamwork consciousness? lolololololol
- I can stand anything but excessive modesty. Don't you guys know how much the streamer does humble-bragging?
- Alpaca, remember back during the old collab streams how you were deceived? Modest? Modest???
- Honestly, if I met a teammate in ranked who single-handedly cleaned everything up underground, I'd kiss up right away too
- lolololololololololol
"Ah... yeah."
Unable to make any particular retort, Seo-jun picked up the sniper rifle again.
And before he put his eye to it, he checked the chat window.
- Oh? The streamer's flustered lololol
- He's weak against straight-up praise and blatant fanboying? lolololol
- Have we finally found the strategy!
- It's about time we raid that boss mob!
- Do we have to raid a streamer lololololol
- Then how the hell are you gonna catch a guy who deflects bullets with a frying pan without raiding?
As always, Seo-jun ignored the chat.
'Why is raiding the default assumption?'
Seo-jun zoomed in on the plane through the scope and looked.
From the front of the cylindrical fuselage, black smoke was rising. It was on fire.
"It breaks down with just one bullet, huh."
"It would need to have low durability since it's that good."
"Aha."
Beside him, Rumi and Alpaca, now much more relaxed, were chatting.
The smoke must have become faintly visible even to the naked eye.
Seo-jun kept the descending plane within his sights and asked:
"Then what happens to that thing?"
"Its durability is all used up, so it can't fly anymore and will have to land."
Baramgeom's voice was heard.
"What about an explosion?"
"Sadly, no explosive ending. Even when durability is completely gone, it can still land safely."
That makes sense.
If it blew up from just one hit, that'd be a balance issue, too.
It's reasonable that it just becomes unusable after one hit.
"So, even though we hit it, it seems hard for us to break through from here... What should we do now, Seo-jun?"
Basically, the enemies had departed first, the plane was a faster vehicle, and since it was at altitude, the distance to them was still far.
Thus, even though from the moment it was hit the plane could only descend, it was still floating high in the sky ahead of them.
"What can we do?"
Seo-jun asked them about the available options.
He was asking about the standard play. After all, this was Seo-jun's first match of Ground Zero.
"Mm."
Baramgeom thought for a moment, then said.
"Normally, you don't try to approach. Unless the broken plane forces them to bail out with some stunt. If they just land and immediately get out, that's enough. So if we approach, the enemies can keep us in check just fine. So the only option is to take a position and wait until the next storm closes in and just pray RNG favors us..."
As soon as those words ended,
Thwack!
A bullet flew and embedded itself in the ground nearby.
The first enemy Seo-jun had killed was the one who had shot first at their car.
And the bullet that had just flown in was the result of that person's partner streamer picking up the sniper rifle and firing.
The character to watch, Pantyman, was driving.
Seo-jun knew of these changes through the scope.
"Eep! Why didn't you say so! Our car will blow up if it gets hit one more time!"
"I figured they'd miss like just now. Just keep driving and tell me the other options."
It would be worse if we tried to dodge by swerving side to side and ended up getting hit.
And there was a reason Seo-jun was so confident.
Currently, the plane, perhaps conscious of Seo-jun's attack, was tilting left and right erratically and descending weirdly.
'As if they could hit you driving like that.'
Thwack!
Similarly, another bullet flew in but missed and lodged into the ground behind them.
"As expected!"
Rumi and Alpaca nodded as if this was normal.
Extreme long-distance sniping was that difficult.
Or so the two seemed to be exchanging thoughts with their eyes, but really, it's just that the driving was shit so they couldn't land a hit, right?
- lolololol Pado's doing desperate driving to somehow not get hit
- Isn't that drunk driving? Someone report lolololololol
- He's like riding the waves? (cackling)
- Oh dear, Manager...
"Alternatively, Seo-jun, there's the option to just rush right now. Since if the storm catches up to us, we have to break through anyway."
With both sides dug in, when the storm approaches, the team that didn't get selected by the safe zone and lacked prayer power has no choice but to move.
And at that moment, they'll have to face the opposing team that has fully secured their position.
We'd like to be the ones holding a position and waiting for the enemy, but the chance is just 50%.
"Then let's charge right now."
Better to charge now while the enemy is also flustered.
"Got it!"
Baramgeom put strength into his legs pressing the accelerator. The speed didn't change. It was already max speed.
Meanwhile, Seo-jun's muzzle continued to track the plane that was falling as if its brain was addled by alcohol.
The plane, having descended enough, seemed about to land on a large hill beside their route.
Seo-jun properly caught the plane's side.
As it tilted like a seesaw left and right, the opponent would come into view and then be hidden by the wing.
- Is this a ride or what lololol
- It's funnier that the timing's not regular lolololololololol
- Pantyman drives well!
And.
Just as the wing was about to dip down.
Bang!
He pulled the trigger once more. The distance was much closer than before.
So he was more confident.
If the earlier 'headshot' had been luck, this time.
One second later.
[GodSword14 --> 1898]
Confirming the message, Seo-jun smiled a calm smile.
"Wow! But is it okay for us to play the game like this?"
"Because you've got nothing to do? I'm fine with it, though?"
"You like freeloading, Alpaca?"
"Yes!"
"Ahem, but I'm still working."
The last part was Baramgeom's. They must have gotten close while looting.
- Ack lololololol Pado almost made a toast loaf lolololololol
- What's a toast loaf?
- 18 lololololol
- Ohh
- Dammit came out too. Out of fluster lololol
- I mean, he hits so well that it messed up the whole plan lolololololololol
It's a shame the magnification is insufficient to see the enemy's face.
But the overall situation is visible.
Pantyman gave up driving and moved to the backseat. It'll just hit the ground on its own soon anyway.
But Pantyman took out a sniper rifle and handed it to the user next to his original seat.
What are they trying to do?
The plane, its drunkenness over, was descending quietly. Now it's too easy to see.
'Are they telling me to shoot?'
Bang!
The gunshot rang out.
But no kill message appeared afterwards, and Seo-jun wordlessly handed the rifle to Alpaca, who was in front.
An instant silence fell over the speeding car. It was an awkward atmosphere.
The three teammates quickly turned their heads, exchanging glances, then opened their mouths.
"Haha! Hahaha! Even monkeys fall from trees sometimes!"
Alpaca said as he took the gun.
"That's right. Missing a shot isn't weird at all! Did you not get the headshot? It's crazy if your headshot ratio goes over 30%!"
Rumi chimed in.
"Or maybe the enemy is wearing a level 3 helmet like Seo-jun. If it's that, it can tank one sniper round."
Even Baramgeom, while driving.
Seo-jun chuckled and pulled out a frying pan.
"No, what am I, a department manager who messed up a golf swing? Just aim at those enemies over there, please."
"Haha, got it!"
Alpaca watched Seo-jun's mood.
He had worried maybe Seo-jun was flustered because he'd just experienced failure for the first time, but fortunately that didn't seem to be case.
Instead, his eyes seemed to be burning with something.
Was that...
When he's dumbfounded? Or when he's discovered something fun?
Relieved he wasn't dealing with a genius falling apart after a typical failure, Alpaca put his eye to the scope and looked for the plane.
But at that moment.
'Huh?'
Something black.
No, a bullet was hurtling towards his head in a straight line.
In that split second, Alpaca, unable to react, thought:
'Guess I'm dead without a doubt.'
However.
Clang!
Something blocked his view. He pulled his eye away from the scope to check what it was.
It was a sturdy, solid iron plate, the strongest weapon on earth: a frying pan. And following that frying pan up.
"What are you doing. Aren't you going to shoot?"
He saw Seo-jun, who had climbed onto the hood of the car.
"Yes? Yes!"
He had believed in it! - was what he couldn't say, momentarily flustered.
Instead, when he put his eye back to the scope, he could grasp the situation.
The plane had crashed into the hill. And the remaining two team members had quickly gotten out, taken positions, and were pointing their guns at them.
What mattered was the other one, the wave who wore only panties, standing with a frying pan instead of a gun.
Only then did he understand. Why Seo-jun had found it amusing.
- Ack lololololol
- Is the battle of the strongest beginning? lolololololololol
- They're pulling this kind of play lolololol
"Try shooting."
He heard Seo-jun's voice from ahead, and Alpaca aimed for the head of the opposing sniper who had taken position.
His finger pulled.
Bang!
'Wow. He blocks it.'
Just as Seo-jun had done, Pado protected his teammate with the frying pan.
Clang!
And at the same time, a sound came from ahead.
'He blocks it.'
This time, it was a remark towards Seo-jun.
The battle of the strongest had begun!
The distance gradually closed.
Alpaca fired a few more shots.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
But they were blocked each time.
Except.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The fact that the attacks from the other side were also blocked, and that this whole situation was just hilarious.
"Don't aim for the head, try somewhere else."
"Got it."
Following Seo-jun's words, Alpaca aimed not for the prone enemy's head, but the lowest part, the neck.
And.
"Oh! He couldn't block it!"
Hearing that the enemy who had been shooting had fallen into a knocked-down state, Seo-jun smiled.
- Ah lol it's over
- Pado that guy was just an inferior copy of the streamer, all he did was time it to block the head
- All he was doing was hitting like a batting machine! lololololololol
- A whiff!
As expected.
'Anyway, earlier he blocked the bullet and did a sort of taunt – can't let that slide.'
Seo-jun's pride as a streamer was shouting at him. That he must answer the taunt.
Seo-jun didn't ignore that inner voice and said to Alpaca.
"Alright, now please drop the gun."
"What?"
"Just drop the sniper rifle on the ground next to you. And Baramgeom?"
"Yes?"
* * *
It's over.
Dumbfounded, Pado stared at the car approaching the hill.
More precisely, at the new streamer standing upright and imposingly on its hood.
- lololololol totally destroyed, right?
- Totally destroyed by a first-timer, right?
- Ah lol deflecting with a frying pan isn't something just anyone can do lolololol
- Still, you fought well. Against a god, this much is a good fight
- For real lolol
Did it all go wrong starting when they lost a teammate on the plane?
Or when the first snipe failed?
'Damn it.'
He needs to revive his teammate, but the moment he goes to revive, the car will arrive.
Then it's over. No, it's already over.
Still, he resolved he wouldn't die to a sniper, and promised to show the viewers that from now on he'd block what he saw, as he waited for the next shot.
But then Alpaca, who had the sniper rifle, threw the gun outside.
"What?"
- lolololololol Taunting again
- The goblin got done in like that
- That's a signal to fight one-on-one
Ah.
One-on-one?
He understood the intent.
Pado immediately started descending the hill.
A lost game anyway; this is a chance to recover some honor, and if by any chance he wins, all the better. Though the game will be lost.
One-on-one.
Could he win?
He wasn't sure, but he wouldn't go down easily.
Step, step, step.
As Pado came down the hill, the jeep-like vehicle approached.
Vroooom!
"Alright. Let's see who's better with a frying pan...!"
As Pado tightened his grip on the frying pan and steeled his resolve.
Huh?
Why isn't it stopping?
The car hit his body head-on and passed by.
- lolololololololol Traffic accident wtf lolololololololol
- Is this a water deer ending? lolololololololol
- Instead of the one-on-one you ordered, we have sent a reincarnation truck^^
- ??? : Let's see who's better with the frying pan! Screech- Bang!
- For reference, it was full throttle so there was no screech lolololololololololol