Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Chapter 101: Just Came and Already Fierce!

The venue was packed with spectators, eagerly awaiting the start of the event, and this time there were live spectators in attendance.

In a small corner of the audience, a girl wearing a duckbill cap and a mask was constantly searching for the names of each team.

When she spotted the emblem of the 4am team, she nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, her beautiful eyes fixed on that direction.

But the emblem was already obscured from view, and she couldn't see anything even if she wanted to, besides, she might not even know who he was even if she did.

"I guess Oppa can be a professional player, he shouldn't be too old. When I look at the main screen later, maybe the host will mention his name. He's so amazing, he's bound to make many impressive plays. Then I'll know who he is~"

Thinking this, Lin Yuner not only gave herself a mental pat on the back but also thought, Yuner is really smart~

At this moment, millions of viewers from both domestic and international audiences were glued to this event. It was already nighttime in China, but countless people were still glued to their computers or phones watching the live stream.

"Hurry up, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Please, OMG, perform better today, if you don't play well today, you might as well come back early."

"Today, my 4am is setting sail! It's the debut match of the Ming God team!"

"Huh, it's their first time playing in the World Championship. I bet they'll be noobs. It would be good enough if they don't embarrass themselves."

"The guy upstairs must have eaten too much rice. His brain is full of nonsense. Let's just ignore him."

"17 performed really well yesterday, let's continue to cheer for them today and strive to advance to the quarterfinals!"

"What was the Little Lion doing yesterday? He wasted so many opportunities. I hope he won't disappoint us today."

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Not only the audience, but the domestic commentators were also enthusiastically cheering for their respective teams.

"I'm rooting for Team 17. They performed exceptionally well yesterday, and I hope they can keep up the momentum today. I am commentator Cheng Hui."

"I support Team OMG. I believe that yesterday's performance was just a matter of adjustment. They will surely make a comeback today. But I also like the 4am team. I am commentator Little Bear."

"I don't need to say, I support 4am. This is Ming God's first World Championship, and also his first team match debut. I believe that with Ming God, 4am will definitely soar to new heights and dominate the competition! I am commentator Qian Yi."

The three commentators each had their own opinions and perspectives. Of course, regardless of which team performs well, they will all congratulate them sincerely.

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, the first match of the group stage officially began!

The plane took off, carrying a total of sixteen top teams, with 64 players boarding the plane to the island map.

There were only two types of maps for the competition, the island and the desert.

"4am and RGS are both fighting for control of the school spot. A big battle is inevitable. However, I think 4am, who showed impressive performance against the Malaysian powerhouse team AW1 yesterday, is too impulsive. The outcome is unpredictable." Commentator Cheng Hui somewhat blamed 4am for being too impulsive.

Of course, many people agreed with his statement. After all, engaging in a firefight right from the start would be a disadvantageous move, especially if they lost a member.

Because most teams had four members, while you would have only three, putting you at a significant disadvantage.

But obviously, saying this now was useless; this was already the result, and a bloody battle was inevitable!

Eight parachutes rapidly descended. Although they were all top experts, Jiang Siming still jumped out of the plane two or three seconds faster than them.

He landed early, precisely on top of a UMP9 submachine gun.

Jiang Siming picked it up, loaded it, and began his first massacre as the four Malaysian players had just landed.

Bang bang bang...

Although the 9mm bullet damage was low, it still became a nightmare for the four Malaysian players.

Two of them were instantly knocked down!

"Why did this guy land so fast!"

"I had just landed, and he had already loaded his gun. Isn't that too exaggerated?"

"Hurry, hurry, run downstairs!"

AW1 was in chaos, and they all desperately ran downstairs, ignoring the guns on the roof.

"Nice! Old Jiang did a great job!" Wei Shen was delighted. With Jiang Siming's early clearance, they could safely land on the roof and find guns.

Jiang Siming didn't say a word and chased after the two escaped enemies downstairs.

"Old Jiang, wait for us, don't be too hasty."

Wei Shen wanted to stop Jiang Siming. He was afraid that if Jiang Siming was focused down by the enemy, they would definitely retaliate. By then, they would lose a valuable member.

But Jiang Siming still didn't respond. Wei Shen could only follow closely with a shotgun. But before he could even get there, Jiang Siming had already easily taken down the two enemies.

In less than ten seconds, he wiped out a team.

Wei Shen was stunned, swallowed hard, and finally said nothing, continuing to search for equipment.

He seemed to see Jiang Siming being just as unreasonable during the Strongest Streamer Competition.