OGS hardened their hearts and stopped caring about what was behind them. The four of them regrouped and charged across the bridge, attacking the remaining Japanese players.
"Really want those kills?"
Jiang Siming smiled as he chambered a round in the pink 98K in his hands.
He took aim at the last OGS member, adjusting the crosshair slightly ahead of where the opponent was running.
Bang!
He decisively pulled the trigger!
A moving-target headshot.
Jiang Siming's specialty.
At such a close distance, his success rate was one hundred percent.
Wei Shen and the others could only look on enviously. Why was Old Jiang's sniping so accurate? Sigh, unlike them, their bolt-action rifles were nothing but fire pokers in their hands.
One OGS teammate went down, but the other three ignored it completely.
Even if they wanted to help, it was already too late—and they might even get counter-ambushed by the Japanese team.
The other three OGS members charged into the Japanese team's buildings. 4AM lost sight of them and could no longer steal any kills.
The four of them moved in perfect sync, getting into the car at the same time. Jiang Siming started it and drove downhill!
They even brazenly drove across the bridge.
OGS and the Japanese team were fighting fiercely at that moment and had no time to bother with them.
When the car reached a nearby position, the four of them began casting a huge net and charged toward the two teams.
Seeing that Wei Shen and the others had chosen to charge straight into the buildings, Jiang Siming did not follow. Instead, he went to the exit of the fishing village and waited there leisurely.
Sure enough, not long afterward, two OGS players hurriedly rushed out.
The battle in the buildings ultimately ended with them