228 Dont Go Around Raising Death Flags! (1/2)
Before long, there was the sound of gunfire.
The laser guns were made to imitate the sound of real gunfire, making the converted hall really sound like a battlefield.
”Blue #4 has ‘died.’ Please leave the field. Blue Team has 19 people remaining.”
”Red #7 has ‘died.’ Please leave the field. Red Team has 19 people remaining.”
”Blue #2 and #13 and Red #17 have ‘died.’ Please leave the field. Blue Team has 17 people remaining, while Red Team has 18 people remaining.
These announcements continually sounded throughout the entire battlefield.
This also informed the current ‘survivors’ of the current situation and created a sense of tension.
Seiji was getting excited about this. He wanted to rush forward and look cool while defeating all his enemies!
But that was impossible, since this was a team game.
Even in the games where characters had ultimate abilities like League of Legends and Overbutt—whoops, Overwatch—carelessly rushing into the enemy would result in one’s death.
As for his vast personal experience involving first-person shooters... Fine, he was only familiar with Counterstrike—he hadn’t played many others besides that one. What was the Golden Gun supposed to be? He felt that the best way to play this game together with five female players that were playing for the first time was…
”Everyone, don’t casually move around; stay on guard and stand where you are. Just fire at will if you see an enemy, that’s it. Does everyone copy?”
”Blue #9 copies.” This was the cold and calm Saki.
”Blue… #10 copies.” This was from Mayuzumi beside Saki.
”Blue #12, copy!” This was from the excited Chiaki.
”Blue #11 copies.” This was from Mika, who was beside Chiaki.
”Blue… Blue #8 copies.” This was from Kaho, who was right next to Seiji.
Their team had six people, which was perfect for separating into three small groups of two that could watch each other’s back.
Their three smaller teams separated into a triangular formation, a basic and safe defense formation. They just had to take care of any enemies that they saw.
*Boom!*
A gunshot sounded from Saki and Mayuzumi’s direction. It was the sound of Saki’s laser sniper rifle opening fire.
An announcement immediately rang out. ”Red #14 has ‘died.’ Please leave the field. Red Team has 17 people remaining.”
Wow, a single shot did the trick?
This was a game with HP values, and even the sniper rifle could only one-hit KO someone with a headshot.
”Nice shooting, Editor Yoshizawa,” Seiji praised.
He heard her chuckling.
”It was just a coincidence.” Her voice was filled with delight.
She seemed to be having fun. It was good that she was enjoying this.
”Please keep up this condition, #9.”
”Aye aye, Captain.”
”Harano-san!” He suddenly heard someone shouting for him.
Seiji returned to his senses and saw that Kaho was firing in the opposite direction. He instantly located the enemies and rolled as he dove behind a wooden board for cover.
As he peeked out, he saw… more than one enemy!
”Team 1 has met two enemies… no, more than three, in the nine o’clock direction!” He hurriedly reported the situation and began firing.
”Er… what direction is nine o’clock?” asked Mayuzumi sheepishly.
”Mayuzumi, it’s that direction,” said the editor. ”You don’t need to do anything—let me. Chiaki, over there!”
”I know—just watch me!” came Chiaki's reply.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
Two sniper rifles provided cover fire for them.
The sounds of gunfire covered the area.
”Miyamoto-san, don’t strain yourself! Take cover!” Seiji shouted.
When he heard the beeping sound of Kaho’s vest, which indicated that she had taken damage, tried his best to suppress the enemies with his own gunfire.
”Red #20 has ‘died…’”
”Red #18 has ‘died…’”