While the big circle encountered Japanese assassins, Johnny and John also faced their most critical situation ever.
Originally, he and Ghost Wolf led three people in two teams, fighting and moving closer to the center of the circle, using this method as cover. But they never expected another person to insert themselves in the middle.
Just as they were fighting fiercely, a sudden sense of danger erupted within Johnny. He didn't even have time to react, directly tackling John, who was next to him, to the ground.
A bullet grazed his bulletproof vest and hit the ground, kicking up a shower of gravel.
This feeling was very bad because they had been ambushed.
Johnny and John hid there, not daring to show their heads.
On the other side, Ghost Wolf and his team also stopped when they saw this, starting to cautiously search for the ambusher.
The most terrifying thing was encountering an opponent who was neither seen nor felt. If it weren't for Johnny's crisis reaction, he might have been taken out directly by that shot.
"Damn it, who is it again?"
Actually, by the time they reached the final circle, Johnny already knew that the opponents they would encounter next wouldn't be simple, but he hadn't expected it to be troublesome to this extent.
A single long-range shot immediately pinned them down, preventing them from raising their heads. However, Johnny knew how far away that shot was from him, roughly in his 11 o'clock direction.
That direction was a small mountain. Actually, it couldn't even be called a small mountain, more like a small hill.
But the problem was, they couldn't show their heads at all now, nor could they determine the opponent's position.
This made things a bit tricky.
And each team encountered opponents of different levels, which greatly pleased the organizers of these assassin organizations watching from the monitors.
This was the result he wanted: by using a 'raising gu' method, constantly eliminating the weaker teams, only strong teams remained. And there would still be fierce competition between these strong teams.
Only the strongest team produced in this way would truly have the highest value, unlike in the past where it was like watering down, lacking any authenticity.
And such fierce competition would also prompt some assassins to become even more frenzied, thereby making their live stream profits even more considerable, as the audience would be drawn into this feeling.
In fact, as he expected, live stream donations had already reached an astonishing several billion.
It was practically a carnival for everyone, with each person able to find their favorite assassin in the live stream.
Some wealthy individuals had even started to learn this mechanism, preparing for their next game.
At this moment, in a building near the center of the circle, a woman leaned against the wall, slightly panting. Just now, she had taken down three people.
To be honest, this kind of close-quarters combat was extremely physically demanding.
But there was no other way; if she encountered them, she had to deal with them. Her team now only had 3 people left.
The two deadweights had already been eliminated, leaving only her, Dark Crow, ranked 13th, and Scorpion, ranked 19th.
The three of them had separated and were not together. With their strength, they were capable of facing such a situation, so they believed separating was the better choice.
She checked the bullets in her hand to ensure no accidents would occur. There was still plenty of ammunition and grenades in her backpack, and she carried an HK437 with a suppressor on her back.
After fully loading the Beretta 92F with bullets and re-chambering it, she slowly walked out of the stairwell, which was covered in bloodstains.
The light once again shone on her face; that exquisitely beautiful face, dotted with specks of blood, added a strange allure.
She didn't even look back, but instead looked towards the stairwell to her left, from where a sound had come.
With her muzzle raised to her chest, she began to advance directly in the left direction. Avoiding the brunt of the attack was not an option.
The footsteps grew closer, accompanied by a slight panting. As the person just showed their head, the gun in the woman's hand spat fire.
Pfft!
Instantly, a 9mm bullet directly pierced the opponent's throat!
Then her finger pulled the trigger again, and another 9mm bullet pierced his forehead.
Two bullets fired in quick succession, without any pause, and she moved forward again.
She was still breathing softly, adjusting her accelerated heartbeat caused by the intense struggle she had just endured.
Then she went downstairs, firing again and eliminating another person.
One minute later, her watch buzzed, and the full map display reactivated. This time, there was no one around her.
At this moment, the red circle displayed on the map had shrunk again.
The countdown also restarted; they had to reach the red circle before the countdown ended. At this point, only 79 people remained alive.
The remaining number of people was getting smaller and smaller, but the strength of those remaining was also greater.
The scene cut back to Johnny's side. It had been quiet here for a long time, but he and John still hadn't dared to show their heads.
And now, the scene felt as if it had returned to the previous feeling of being pinned down; besides this one piece of cover, there was no other position he could choose.
The circle contracted again, and he was right on the edge of it. This time he was safe, but what about next time?
"Master, what should we do? Now the two of us are pinned here, unable to move."
Johnny was a little frantic, but John had a calm expression, "What's the rush? Isn't there still Ghost Wolf?"
At John's words, Johnny suddenly realized. Yes, although the two of them were trapped, there was still Ghost Wolf! He was still outside; he would find a way.
Thinking of this, his heart settled down considerably.
In fact, Ghost Wolf was indeed trying to rescue the two of them. He was currently circling around to the back, observing towards the mountain through the cover of the building.
Although the opponent had only fired one shot, Ghost Wolf deduced from the shot's impact point and quickly locked onto the opponent, who was on that small hill. He continuously searched that hillside with his scope.
Nothing.
He even actively advanced in that direction, using one cover after another and dilapidated houses, moving towards that small hilltop.
When Ghost Wolf approached the hilltop, he found that there was no one there.
Therefore, he retreated.
Soon, Johnny received Ghost Wolf's message.
They were temporarily safe. He and John quickly got out from behind cover and reunited with Ghost Wolf and his two teammates.
"The risks will only get greater from now on. John and I can no longer stay with you," Ghost Wolf said directly.
The opponents encountered before were not masters, so the two of them were at ease, but it would probably be a lot more troublesome from now on. The strength of every squad or lone wolf was far more difficult to deal with than before. If several people gathered together again, there would be greater trouble, so Ghost Wolf decided to separate.
John understood Ghost Wolf's choice, but he didn't want to be too far from Johnny.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have time to rush over and save his foolish apprentice.
Regarding this, Ghost Wolf said nothing else and simply left alone.
John, on the other hand, actively took Little Devil and Lissandra, while Johnny also decided to act alone. However, the range of the few of them would not be too far apart, so that they could look out for each other.
They believed that as the number of people decreased again and the end of the competition drew nearer, the circle would shrink one more time.
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