Chapter 490: Little Boss, Impatience Is Useless—Huh??? |
Following the main staircase (the spiral staircase) on the north side all the way down, Old Ma arrived at the B1 level of the Consulate.
It has to be said, compared to other competitive shooter games, Golden Wind's "Rainbow Six" has indeed put a lot of effort into its map architecture.
The entire basement was a labyrinth. The moment he stepped out of the stairwell, Old Ma even felt a bit disoriented, and only by glancing at the compass on his U-interface could he barely distinguish north, south, east, and west.
In front of him, a long corridor stretched all the way to the southernmost staff staircase on the map, lined with lockers on both sides.
To his east was a small door connecting to the large archive room on the east side.
As for the west, there was another corridor leading to the underground garage—
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe..."
Faced with three main paths, Old Ma didn't know which way to go for a moment, so he randomly picked a direction and turned right towards the garage.
'What a fucking novel way to choose direction! Amazing!'
'This is what happens when you skip the Tutorial and don't read the game info.'
'Pure guesswork, defending purely on instinct.'
'This map layout is pretty complex.'
'Indeed, the learning curve isn't low...'
'That's what makes it interesting, otherwise how would it showcase the features of indoor CQB?'
'A happy hunting ground for sneaky players.'
'Not that sneaky, right? The Attackers have Drones, two each. Once they spot your position, they'll just breach the wall and get you.'
'Bro, suggest you check out Big Bro's stream to understand FUZE's skill.'
'They'll literally blow the roof off, you can't play like that.'
'Golden Wind's balancing is trustworthy, Old Thief won't let you run wild as a sneaky player...'
"Indeed..."
......
As the audience discussed!
In the game, Old Ma also passed through the basement corridor on the west side of the hallway, walked past the security room, and entered the garage.
The sightlines here were quite open.
A white van and a black sedan were parked side-by-side in the garage, with almost no cover around them.
"Yo, this place is a good entry point for an attack,"
Old Ma said:
"Coming in from here, the emergency stairs are to the north, leading directly to the first floor,"
"If you keep going forward, you can follow the spiral staircase right to the back of the A site,"
"This place probably needs to be defended..."
After all, he had zero experience.
Therefore, Old Ma's defensive thinking was purely based on his own gut feeling.
Although later, as R6 became more popular and players gained more experience, Defenders would generally focus on watching the second floor, adopting a "Vertical defense" strategy to protect the sites.
But now, the game had just been released. Players hadn't even seen all the maps yet. All offensive and defensive strategies could only rely on intuition.
Defense relied on intuition.
Attack also relied on intuition.
As they say, where there's a phoenix, there's bound to be a hidden dragon.
Here, Old Ma had just reached the white van, wanting to check it out!
Suddenly!
He heard some movement near the west garage door?
......
With the support of top-tier sound design, the faint noise coming from the direction of the garage door was exceptionally prominent in the currently extremely quiet underground garage.
It sounded like someone was sticking something onto the garage door from the outside, patting it a couple of times as if worried it wasn't secure.
'Let me see what's going on here?'
The round had already begun!
With the Attackers starting to move, any sound now could signal the start of an assault.
Old Ma didn't dare to be careless. The moment he heard the sound, he swiftly moved to the side of the garage door, pressing his ear against it to listen carefully.
*Scrape scrape—*
*Clunk—*
It sounded like some kind of latch being pulled open, right next to his ear, separated from him by only a thin door panel, heard very clearly.
And as the latch opened, footsteps followed, sounding like they were moving away from the door panel.
"What is... this thing...?"
After listening carefully, Old Ma confirmed there was indeed someone outside the garage.
But strangely, for some unknown reason, this person fiddled around outside for a bit and then left.
"Acting all sneaky and weird, no idea what they're up to..."
However!
Before he could finish his sentence!
Before the words "this thing" even left his mouth!
—!!!
Suddenly!
A sharp, scorching sound erupted right beside his ear!
Like welding or cutting, *sizzle sizzle*!
Immediately after, a wave of blistering heat surged towards his face!
"Yo?! What's that? Holy shit, what is this?!"
The sudden change startled Old Ma, making him shudder!
He jerked his neck back and turned to look—
He saw two lines of sparking fire now appearing on the originally smooth, pristine white garage door!
It looked like some machine was performing thermite cutting on the garage door. The lines were straight, clearly about to form a square outline!
"Ah—!!!"
A cry of alarm!
In an instant, Old Ma felt his scalp go numb and instinctively scrambled back!
"Holy shit! Someone's cutting through on my side—"
—!!!
A deafening explosion instantly cut off Old Ma's shout!
Amidst billowing smoke and a shower of flying debris!
A full half of the door panel was instantly blown apart!
And within the smoke!
An Operator with hands wrapped in bandages, wearing a steel helmet and pitch-black goggles across the bridge of his nose, suddenly appeared!
It was the Attacker Operator with the [Thermite Charge] skill—[THERMITE]
As the name suggests, Thermite's skill is using thermite charge patches to cut through walls, even reinforced ones are no match. It's the most powerful hard-breaching explosive in the entire game!
*Buzz—*
The livestream chat instantly erupted!
'HOLY—SHIT—!!!'
'FBI! OPEN THE DOOR!'
'HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I don't even need to look to know this is a United States Operator!'
'Too fucking fierce! They just took out half a wall?!'
'Holy shit this skill is insane, can't they just open wherever they want?'
'Ma—Lao—Shi—'
'Did Ma Teacher just get blown away?'
'WHAT THE FUCK HAHAHAHAHAHA such a wild skill...'
'Scared the shit out of me!'
'Ma Teacher's heart rate just hit 120 HAHAHAHAHA...'
'"Horror Game"'
......
"Stop! Anyone with sense, come out! Surrender your weapons and you won't be killed! Raise your hands and you won't be shot!"
It was clear Thermite was very satisfied with the Big Fxxking Hole he had just blown.
Even though team voice chat couldn't be heard by the enemy, the intimidation factor had to be there.
As he spoke!
Thermite raised his assault rifle, ready to breach into B1.
However!
Before he could take a step!
*Whoosh—thwack!*
A bright yellow sticky canister traced an arc through the air, landing perfectly at his feet.
Immediately after!
*Puff—!!!*
Suddenly!
The bright yellow canister burst!
A pungent, thick yellow smoke instantly spread everywhere!
In an instant, everything in Thermite's vision turned into a blurry, earthy yellow, and his Health Bar began dropping at a visibly rapid rate!
"Yo—Little Boss! What's up?"
A strange cry rang out from behind the white van!
"Hey! Let me show you today what the ultimate, invincible banana stink bomb is all about!"
That's right!
The explosion just now was intense!
But fortunately, Old Ma immediately sensed something was wrong and managed to retreat behind the white van just as he was about to face the blast head-on!
As a result, although half his health was gone from the explosion, he wasn't instantly killed!
And this undoubtedly gave him a perfect opportunity to stall!
Caustic's gas trap detonated!
Thermite's violent coughing followed!
The Thermite who was just brandishing his rifle menacingly moments ago was now scrambling and crawling back outside the garage, spraying Impudent Fury bullets in Old Ma's direction!
*Ratatatatatat—!*
*Ratatat—! Ratatat—!*
Instantly!
The piercing gunfire erupted on the west side of the Consulate!
And Old Ma's voice immediately came through the team voice chat:
"Quick quick quick! Help help help! Someone's on me here!"
"Where? Where are they?!"
In the voice chat, Entry Denial Device Liu Di immediately sprang into action:
"Location! Location!"
"Uh... Underground!"
Seeing the smoke was about to clear, Old Ma took out his last gas trap while hurriedly calling out the position:
"Right on me! On my face! One right on my face!"
As he spoke!
Ma Teacher also quickly crouch-walked to the rear of the white van!
*Ratatat—tat—*
Outside, Thermite's suppressing fire continued, and it sounded like he was getting closer!
Now's the time!
*Whoosh—thwack—puff—!!!*
*Cough cough—! Cough cough cough—!!!*
Tossing out another gas trap, Old Ma's laughter became evil and abstract!
"Ehehehehe—Hohoho—"
"Little Boss, wanna come in?"
"I'm telling you, impossible, okay!"
Tormenting people was just too much fun!
This dark feeling of taunting someone right in their face while they could do nothing about it fully satisfied Old Ma's sneaky, underhanded tactical psychology.
After all, as the gas spread, time was ticking away second by second.
It went without saying which side, Attackers or Defenders, was more anxious.
"Hey! It's all about being annoying!"
Behind the white van, Old Ma was calm and collected, not panicked at all:
"Drag it out, I'm not afraid of stalling anyway. Either you never come in!"
"And I'll even tell you this! I've got a Shotgun!"
Saying that.
Ma Teacher hefted his Shotgun:
"Come in anytime you want, okay? I'm right here. Get close and I'll drop you with one shot, hey,"
"Now let's see who gets impatient first, okay!"
With that!
Old Ma didn't move anymore, simply squatting right where he was, waiting for the other guy to come find him in a rage.
And the other side seemed to be exactly as he predicted, truly unable to tolerate his disgusting tactics anymore!
Just as the second gas trap was about to dissipate!
A clear sound of jogging footsteps came from the garage entrance!
Relying on the powerful enhanced panoramic spatial audio performance.
Almost effortlessly!
Old Ma judged that the opponent was coming around from the right side of the white van, heading straight for his position!
*Ch-chak!*
Round chambered!
Old Ma raised his Shotgun, pre-aiming!
And the footsteps were getting closer and closer!
Though what made Old Ma feel a bit strange was—
Amidst the other's slightly hurried jogging, besides the clear footsteps, there seemed to be the sound of metal clattering mixed in.
*Clankety clank! Clank! Clankety clank!*
It sounded a bit odd, like a little train was chugging over.
However, Old Ma, still confident of victory, didn't pay it much mind!
Under the Shotgun, all are equal!
Thinking this!
Hearing the footsteps were right upon him!
Old Ma suddenly stood up, pre-firing by swinging out from cover, firing a pre-emptive shot right at the exact location of the footsteps!
"Little Boss, impatience is useless—Huh???"