Bang!
A dull thud rang out—an AWM!
The magnum bullet struck Jiang Siming right in the head, knocking him to the ground.
The two sudden ambushes caught everyone completely off guard.
The commentators had still been praising Jiang Siming's predictive movement from moments ago, but now he had been knocked down.
The audience was stunned. Ming Shen had been downed—this was an incredibly rare sight.
Jiang Siming cursed himself for being careless. He had clearly seen a golden glint beside that Kar98k, yet he had still let his guard down.
The main problem was that he had been using a Mini as a semi-automatic sniper rifle, whose power was too low. If he had been using a Kar98k or SLR instead, the man would have been dead already.
But it was too late for regrets now. One moment of carelessness had cost him Jingzhou.
Still irritated, Jiang Siming glanced at the opponent's ID and team. He immediately understood—so it had been G Shen.
And the Kar98k had belonged to Shroud.
G Shen and Shroud had joined the professional tournament circuit two months earlier, as members of NIP.
Over those two months, their skills had improved considerably.
They had also spent a long time studying how to deal with Jiang Siming, all so they could avenge their past defeat.
They had not expected it to actually work this time. They had successfully gotten their revenge.
After Jiang Siming was knocked down, the European audience erupted in thunderous cheers.
G Shen's fans in particular were even more excited than they would have been on Christmas.
As soon as Jiang Siming hit the ground, another Kar98k round from Shroud struck him, taking away a third of his health.
Helpless, Jiang Siming crawled toward the cover beside him as quickly as he could.
But