"Haha, this FUZE is so aweso! I declare this is my favorite operator!"
Zack also looked excited.
At first, he thought his operator was a bit silly.
He runs slow, and this shield is a bit weak compared to other operators' flash shields and big shields.
But he didn't expect his skill to be so powerful. With a series of thuds against the wall, he directly blasted the person into the air.
"Assemble! Assemble! Ti to form the train! Zack, you cover the rear, don't let anyone sneak up on our backs!" At this mont, as a professional counter-terrorism team leader, Ben imdiately gave the order.
The enemy side had clearly started defending back from the gym, laundry room, and side warehouse.
Since no one knew how to play well at this stage, the walls inside the rooms were mostly reinforced or left alone. They didn't break through walls that blocked defense to make it easier for teammates to support, so after the heartbeat alert, his other teammates had just arrived.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang...
A series of gunshots rang out, but facing the big shield in front, these bullets couldn't cause any harm at all.
Wells was a bit panicked seeing the glass on the big shield cracked.
But as the enemies fired wildly, he put his worried heart at ease.
Because the big shield only looked like it was about to break, but in reality, it was super sturdy, not broken at all.
And he didn't need to lower the shield to fight back with his pistol.
His teammates behind him would occasionally peek out and use him as a moving cover to shoot.
The only thing that made Wells a bit uncomfortable was that the big shield needed to be held down constantly, or it would retract.
His hand was starting to feel sore.
"Move move move! Form a triangle setup. Big shield guards the front, flash shield covers the side, Zack you do your thing, Joey you do your thing too!" Ben laughed, reached the bomb site, and placed the defuser down.
Now they just needed to wait out the ti.
The five of them huddled together in the bomb site, right against the wall on the left side of the garage.
It was conveniently a corner, with IQ and Sledge, who had no defense tools, protected in the middle.
The big shield faced the laundry room and the central kitchen stairs position, which was the main enemy firing spot. The flash shield faced the small garage side to prevent anyone sneaking from the gym to pick them off.
At the sa ti, FUZE, holding the main weapon shield, faced outward, watching for anyone sneaking from outside to pick them off.
Even though for defenders, if a player runs outside the defense area, it alerts the attackers to their position.
But the area above the garage was a restaurant, and they could jump down from the windows. If a defender sneaked to the second floor unnoticed and suddenly jumped down, that surprise attack might break their Thomas the Tank Engine barrel formation, so they needed to watch it every second.
"Got it!" Ben grinned happily.
"Ben, I think this round is being broadcast!" At that mont, Wells next to him noticed sothing and said.
"Broadcast? What's going on!?" Ben was a bit confused.
There was no spectator system like in Warcraft in Rainbow Six: Siege, or at least it wasn't available yet!
No such thing as top matches being broadcast.
"The net cafe broadcast! Just got a pop-up saying we were selected as lucky custors with a 50% discount." Wells said.
"So the whole net cafe can see our aweso plays!?" Zack and the others were stunned. The fight was too intense earlier, and unlike Wells holding the shield and pushing forward, they really hadn't noticed.
"Ugh, annoying! After this, soone might want to ask us for ga tips again." Ben sighed in pretend frustration, but he was secretly thrilled.
And Ben was right about this, because of their plays, outside the room, so other players waiting for spots were drawn in by this round.
In the lobby, a group of people was completely amused.
'This group really has so skills!'
'Yeah! And that big shield standing up is just invincible!'
'Wonder when there'll be a spot. I really want to play!'
'Don't think about it for now. I've checked all the other net cafes, no spots anywhere. Might as well watch on this big screen to get my fix.'
'Feels like they've already won this one!'
'Yeah, the defenders only have three left, and they don't have grenades. Bullets hitting the shield don't even do damage!'
A few people were already bragging.
"What is pro? Without a doubt, we are the pro team!"
"Right, no need to trade shots with them. We just hide behind the shields and let them shoot all they want."
"But watch out, when the defuse tir is almost up, they'll probably go all out."
"Don't worry, if they co, we'll make them die!"
Ben's side was full of laughter and chatter.
While the defenders felt a bit desperate.
The voice chat was already full of bla.
"Sigh! Mine, I just gave it away." The doctor who got blasted to death by FUZE's shotgun explosives said.
"What now? Should we rush them?" ROOK, holding an MP5, felt down. This tactic was just too nasty.
And ti was almost up.
"I should've placed my trap on the garage side." The ga's Shock mine operator said, also frustrated.
"No problem, still a chance." At that mont, the defender's BANDIT noticed a detail.
Before this, facing the attackers' big shield, Shock mine and ROOK both brought frag grenades that explode on contact with objects.
And the Chicago mansion map was a bit special, most structures were wooden boards, and in the ga, wooden boards can be broken.
"You two keep taking turns shooting to draw their fire. Whether we win depends on my play!" With little ti left before the explosion, BANDIT started running toward the central kitchen stairs, heading to the second floor.
ROOK and Shock mine on this side also fired wildly to attract Ben's team's fire.
"The gunshots are dying down."
"But this tir is a bit slow!"
"It's normal. After all, attacking in this ga is too easy. Gotta give the defenders so hope."
Ben and the others joked around, completely unaware that danger was quietly approaching.
At this point, BANDIT who had reached the first-floor restaurant was a bit nervous about Zack. He wasn't sure if this would work.
Because earlier he noticed sothing: the ceiling on the garage side had been blown open.
And right above Ben and the others was the restaurant.
That ant from the restaurant, you could see into the garage.
The entire Rainbow Six: Siege map was three-dinsional.
Plus, his operator started with an gadget called a remote explosive.
Anyone who's played FPS gas knows what that is.
Just not sure how effective it would be in Rainbow Six: Siege.
But right now, this was the only plan he could think of.
"Keep shooting, cover my footsteps and draw their attention!" BANDIT shouted in voice chat.
The next mont, ROOK and Shock mine fired like crazy, switching to pistols when rifles ran out.
And at this ti, BANDIT on the second floor had quietly reached the ceiling area.
As good FPS players, Ben and his five fully showed one trait: they never look up.
Taking a deep breath, BANDIT didn't shoot, but pulled out the remote explosive and dropped it through the gaps in the second-floor steel beams.
Ben and the others, still bragging, saw a black square thing making beeping sounds fall from above.
It landed right in the center of the group.
"What the heck is this black thing?"
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