Across the Ocean?

"Don't rush. Just fall back a bit and hold the angle."

Lancer11111 knew no one on the other side would be watching CT Base anymore.

It was already a four-versus-five, and he had missed the M4 dropped in VIP. The chances of the CTs turning around to watch CT Base were minuscule.

He switched to his Butterfly Knife and quietly crept toward the A Bomb Site.

As soon as he reached CT Base, he saw Qin Feng at the CT Booth, scoped in and holding A1.

But Lancer11111 wasn't in a hurry.

His teammates only had pistols. Even in a five-versus-three, they could still lose.

It would be better to let Qin Feng go for now and find the other CT at the A site.

With that in mind, Lancer11111 continued toward the CT Booth.

However, just as Lancer11111 was silently admiring his nerves of steel, a chill suddenly ran down Qin Feng's back.

He first looked at the door behind him.

It was shut tight.

And it was already early spring. The house had long since lost winter's chill.

"Could it be?"

Qin Feng suddenly remembered the skill he had just acquired.

Without hesitation, he turned to look behind him.

A Terrorist was pressed right up against his back, seemingly aiming at the CT peeking out from the Jump Platform.

"Bang."

Qin Feng jumped in fright and instinctively clicked his left mouse button.

At that moment, the 4750-dollar AWP became a shotgun.

[I will always like Kamisato Ayaka! killed Lancer11111 with a blind AWP shot]

"Holy shit, that scared me to death." Qin Feng had practically shuddered all over.

[Did the streamer's headset leak electricity? Want to get a better one?]

[This rat was so greedy. Was he planning to kill two people?]

[Why did he turn around? I don't approve unless the streamer gets knifed.]

[Streamer, tone it down. Your settings are a little too high.]

Lancer had originally thought he had found a perfect opportunity.

In theory, he could headshot the CT peeking from A2 first, then instantly take out the sniper holding A1 from the CT Booth.

Who would have thought that after he had aimed at the A2 CT for a few seconds, before he could even fire, the sniper in the CT Booth would suddenly turn around like he had gone crazy and blind-snipe him dead.

"Are we even playing anymore?"

One-shot by the sniper rifle, Lancer11111 instantly saw red and angrily hurled his headset to the floor.

No sound, spicy!

As for the remaining Terrorists, they could only helplessly force their way through A1.

Though they knew there were people at the Jump Platform and CT Base, without weapons or grenades, they clearly had no way to deal with the CTs' crossfire.

A lightning-fast four-for-zero brought the fourth round to an end.

The Terrorists neither called a [.pause] nor said anything over voice chat.

Although everyone had bought full armor, AKs, and utility, the attacking side had no tactics whatsoever.

Well... that didn't seem quite right.

If blindly charging counted as a tactic, that was.

Blindly charge A1, blindly charge A2, blindly charge Mid, blindly charge B2.

Nearly every round ended in a hurry after around thirty seconds.

Even the viewers couldn't stand watching anymore.

[Just got here. Can some 18CM bro tell me, is this the newly released BOT mode?]

[Out of the kindness of my 20CM heart, I'll tell you this is a 500-point 5E match, so the other side only knows how to blindly charge.]

[Just a passerby here. I didn't click in to watch the streamer stomp noobs.]

Only a little over ten minutes into the game, the score had already reached 10-0.

[All Players] Crash: Let's end this quickly.

Qin Feng understood. The other team was having internal drama and no longer wanted to play.

If 5E's ladder mode allowed surrendering, they probably would have typed .gg already.

Still, he felt a little regretful.

The sniper rifle killed far too slowly.

He actually had to wait for the cooldown?

He wondered whether auto-snipers counted toward the daily mission's kills.

With that thought, Qin Feng looked at his 16,000 dollars, tossed away the AWP in his hand, and bought a SCAR-20 sniper rifle worth 5,000 dollars.

[Not even pretending to be human anymore?]

[Who bought an auto-sniper? Kick him, kick him!]

[God A actually threw away his AWP. My youth is over.]

To be fair, there was a reason some players liked buying auto-snipers in casual matches.

Over the next few games, Qin Feng really did have a blast.

With a sniper rifle, after firing one shot, he had to scope out and hide again.

Using an auto-sniper against enemies blindly charging together was simply too satisfying.

With the other side giving up resistance, the SCAR's killing efficiency was far higher than the AWP's.

Out of humanitarian concern, the CTs discussed it and, in the final round, all pulled out their knives and became swordmasters, letting the Terrorists take their last point.

After all, leave some room for others, and you might meet again someday.

CSGO also had a saying about giving the enemy a fatherly point.

As expected, the final score was 16-1.

After closing the results screen, Qin Feng picked up the bottle of mineral water beside him and gulped down two mouthfuls before choosing to keep matchmaking.

Although it was already dinner time, Qin Feng still planned to play a few more ladder matches and finish today's mission first.

The next few games went very smoothly as well.

Before ten o'clock, Qin Feng had completed the mission of killing 100 enemies with sniper rifles.

After putting on a lightning-fast end-of-stream performance, he directly opened his attribute panel.

A tiny plus sign had appeared beside every attribute on the panel.

His available free attribute points had become 2 after completing the mission.

Available free attribute points: 2. (The first daily mission completed each day awards double attribute points)

[Description: Every 1 available attribute point can increase any attribute by 1 point. For attributes above 80, every 3 free attribute points can increase it by 1 point. For attributes above 90, every 10 free attribute points can increase it by 1 point.]

Qin Feng did not hesitate and directly added both attribute points to his aim.

After all, CSGO was fundamentally a game of aim.

The 67 in the aim category on his attribute panel instantly became 69.

Qin Feng checked the time.

10:11.

He gave up on the idea of killing 10,000 BOTs.

Although the remaining two hours were enough for him to kill 10,000 BOTs, the high-intensity gaming from yesterday until now had still left him a little tired.

As a professional player, balancing work and rest was necessary too.

But just as he was about to take a shower, his phone suddenly rang.

Qin Feng looked at the group chat's name.

Loving Family

Huh?

It wasn't Tyloo or VC calling him for a tryout.

Shaking his head with a smile, Qin Feng answered the voice call.

"Hello?"

"Oh, Dad."

"I've been doing fine lately, don't worry."

"What retirement? It's just that no team wants me right now."

Hearing that his father was still watching his CS matches, Qin Feng suddenly felt warmth in his heart.

However, Qin Feng's father on the other end of the call continued to nag worriedly.

"Back when you planned to take a year off from school to play CS, we supported your decision."

"But after we heard you wanted to go pro, we also looked into the CSGO scene in China."

"Can you really make something of yourself as a professional player in China?"

"I saw in the news that you left your team, so I wanted to ask."

"Do you want a change of pace? Relax for a while."

"Your uncle runs a Chinese restaurant in Europe. Why don't you go help him out for a while?"

"Besides, I heard Europe's esports environment is pretty good. You should be able to pursue your dream better there."