Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Chapter 283: Blood for Blood

The 17 squad in the city couldn’t match Jiang Siming’s speed in looting. By the time Jiang Siming entered the city, they had just started aiming their guns, but Jiang Siming had already disappeared from the church.

However, they assumed Jiang Siming was still inside looting, so 17shou instructed Monkey and Ma Niu Niu to cover key positions while he and Da Jing focused on gathering useful supplies. This way, they could either use their equipment advantage against Jiang Siming or have enough gear and medical supplies to escape the zone if they couldn’t locate him.

"This guy seems to be stuck in the church and hasn’t come out. We haven’t even caught a glimpse of him. Could he have run away without finding a weapon?" Ma Niu Niu asked doubtfully.

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"That’s unlikely. Ming Shen wouldn’t easily let go of a kill. Even in casual games, he fights for kills with me, let alone in a competition," 17shou replied, having some understanding of Jiang Siming’s tendencies.

"Could he have already slipped into our part of the city?" Monkey felt a chill run down his spine.

"That’s very possible. Everyone, stay alert. Monkey, cover the city. Lao Ma, keep an eye on the church. Report any movement immediately," 17shou ordered, feeling an unsettling sense of danger, as if a sharp sword was hanging over their heads.

"Wait, I think I heard something!" Ma Niu Niu suddenly alerted the team, sensing something off.

"Quick, go help him! He’s definitely coming in," 17shou directed while moving toward Ma Niu Niu’s location with his gun ready. Leaving Ma Niu Niu to face Jiang Siming alone would only lead to his defeat.

Jiang Siming didn’t actually know Ma Niu Niu was there, but as he passed by a three-story building, he heard faint footsteps from across the street. Normally, the opposing team wouldn’t hear his footsteps from that distance unless someone nearby was reporting his position.

Realizing that the enemy was redirecting their aim, Jiang Siming decided not to take any risks. Unsure of how many players were nearby, he chose to retreat to avoid being surrounded.

The distinct muffled sound of the Bizon echoed, like torpedoes detonating underwater or thunder rumbling in a summer storm. Although quieter than most weapons, the sound carried immense power.

The Bizon’s 9mm bullets might be the weakest in PUBG, but they were deadly when aimed at the head. Monkey’s helmet shattered under the barrage, and he collapsed instantly. ɌᴀΝốBĘṡ

Jiang Siming saw the body blocking the staircase, fired another burst of bullets to finish him off, and kept moving. By this time, the person downstairs was already nearing the second floor. Without stopping, Jiang Siming rushed further upstairs.

Ma Niuniu had already positioned his gun, and as Jiang Siming came up, he was hit twice. Jiang Siming’s health dropped to a sliver, and his pitiful level-one armor was already shattered to pieces.

Fortunately, Ma Niuniu’s gun was a UMP9, which also uses 9mm bullets. If it had been an AK, just two bullets would have been enough to kill him. Jiang Siming relied on this blood-for-blood strategy, using the fastest possible method to eliminate the two opponents.

If the people downstairs hadn’t been so close, Jiang Siming could have used flanking tactics to toy with them. However, the alarm bells downstairs were ringing incessantly in his ears, forcing him to adopt this reckless "Seven Injuries Fist" strategy, where he dealt a thousand wounds to the enemy at the cost of eight hundred to himself.

Even with such a brute-force approach, Jiang Siming had nothing to fear. Confident in his ability to trade damage and kill the two, he followed through—and succeeded.

Ma Niuniu also fell. Jiang Siming even took the time to finish him off to prevent him from relaying any information. After Ma Niuniu’s death, a red shard glimmered in his loot box. Without even looking at it, Jiang Siming scooped it up and dashed to the rooftop.

Just as 17shou and Dajing were closing in, Jiang Siming reached the rooftop terrace. Using the iron railings, he leaped to the rooftop of the adjacent building and made his escape!

17shou and Dajing arrived on the rooftop, gritted their teeth without saying a word, and gave chase. No matter what, they couldn’t let Jiang Siming get away today. With him down to a sliver of health, if he managed to escape and recover, they would be in serious trouble.

Jiang Siming’s current state couldn’t withstand even a single bullet. This was their best chance!