One-Sided Suppression (Moon Ticket Request)
Looking at the huge crater before him, Anfeng, a veteran professional player who had been playing GGO for quite some time, naturally knew exactly what kind of sniper attack he had encountered.
"High-explosive rounds...!?"
Anfeng had never imagined that he would actually be targeted by high-explosive rounds.
These were bullets that only ultra-large-caliber sniper rifles could use—or shells, as they might as well be called. Once they hit, they exploded like bombs. The enormous crater before him was living proof of their power.
"He has a rifle like that?"
Anfeng's expression darkened.
A large-caliber sniper rifle capable of firing high-explosive rounds was absolutely a weapon of mass destruction among Anti-Materiel Rifles. Moreover, it had to be one of the best of its kind—a rare weapon among rare weapons.
Facing such a weapon reminded Anfeng of the previous BoB Tournament.
Back then, Anfeng had lost to the champion, who possessed rare firearms and rare armor, and could only settle for second place.
In terms of technique, Anfeng was clearly superior to his opponent, yet he had still been defeated by the opponent's rare weapons. Anyone could imagine how frustrated that had left him.
Now, the weapon Luo Zhen was using against Anfeng was in no way inferior to that one in either rarity or performance. That was precisely why Anfeng's expression had turned so grim.
But on closer thought, this was only natural.
"With that level of strength, and all the loot he obtained from players who kept trying to assassinate him, he made tens of millions of points from that recent auction alone. He could easily use that money to buy powerful rare weapons. How could he possibly keep entering the BoB Tournament with nothing but a rifle?"
So Luo Zhen had clearly come prepared.