Jiang Siming remembered that there was also a team at the winery east of the monastery.
But after driving over, he found no sign of anyone. They had probably already left.
Professional matches and ordinary games were completely different playstyles—or rather, they were practically two different games.
In matches, professional teams placed especially great importance on tempo.
They made extremely detailed arrangements for what to do at specific times.
Take looting for example. Even when searching a city packed with supplies, they would spend at most a minute and a half or two minutes looting.
Once the time was up, no matter what they were still missing, they had to drive away and relocate to secure a position.
Jiang Siming had finished fighting at the monastery, and several minutes had already passed since he left the castle.
The people at the winery had long since left.
Even if they hadn't, seeing Kill King's position drawing near on the map would have made them turn around and leave immediately.
The winery had been empty, but Jiang Siming wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he followed the winery's location and began looking for tire tracks along both sides of the road.
The snow map had one distinctive feature: when people or vehicles moved across the snow, they left footprints and tire tracks behind.
Many people had forgotten to use this most traditional tracking method.
Jiang Siming hadn't.
He hadn't gone far along the road when he spotted several tire tracks in the snow beside it.
Jiang Siming smiled. It seemed this team had gone up the mountain.
Looking at the map again, he saw that the mountain had an excellent high-ground position, with a cluster of buildings for cover as well.
If Jiang Siming were leading a team to secure a position, he