Chapter 19: Section

You have to wait for someone. The reputation of our Red Spider Web Cafe on Zhujiang Road cannot just be ruined by you. "Someone next to him said, "Yes, yes, what the boss said. None of our masters came today. You can't look down upon us! "The fat girl said: "Wait at most another half an hour, when Zhujiang Road gets off work, he will definitely come." "
Liu Zuo suddenly became interested. He nodded and started a long wait.
After about an hour of waiting time, Liu Zuo became his coach next to him. Every time that little rookie screamed, Liu Zuo would patiently tell him: "Brother, your problem this time is that you run in the wrong way. A sense of zigzag running means you have made progress. But they are changing their heads and changing bullets. I didn’t see you at all, why did you run around so hard? Standing behind him with two shots and it was done.
The little rookie burst into gratitude and said,
Brother, you’re so nice...
It turns out that the rookie arrived with his parents. Those who are visiting from Nanjing are now studying for college. I was obsessed with CS some time ago, and as a result, even when I went out to travel, I couldn’t contain my miss for CS. So when my parents went to Zhongshan Mausoleum, I just sneaked into the Internet cafe to play.
The little rookie said: "We do CSER, we love it with life. So I have to visit the local CSER wherever I go."
Liu Zuo thought to himself: "The tune is very high, but the marksmanship is too bad."
Liu Zuo smiled at the rookie and said: "I think as long as you really like it, you will be able to play it well."
The little rookie said excitedly: "Brother, you are the greatest master I have ever seen. But instead of laughing at me like others, you encourage me. I really...thank you. I will become a master. Yes, a master like you!" Liu Zuo said, "Then work hard."
When he was playing and guiding the rookie, the proprietress came over. She put her fat hand on Liu's left shoulder again, and said to him: "He is here. His name is W."
A cold current surged in Liu Zuo's heart, not because he finally waited for the master to appear, but because the fat hand squeezed his shoulder gently. The lady boss smiled charmingly, then swayed her waist and walked away. Have you ever seen a bucket twist? Just imagine Liu Zuo's feelings.
Liu Zuo settled down, looked at the list, and sure enough, there was another person named W. The strange thing is that after W appeared, the CSERs in the Internet cafes became quiet. What's even stranger is that the police and gangsters on the map all committed suicide and switched to a spectator mode. Liu Zuo suddenly understood that this is a kind of respect from the CSER of this Internet cafe to W, and it is to give W and Liu Zuo a complete chance to face off. They knew that their level was too far apart, so they might as well quit automatically and turn to the sidelines, and take a good look at this battle for the reputation of Red Spider Web Cafe on Zhujiang Road.
The rookie next to Liu Zuo said timidly: "Brother, there are only three of us living on the map?" Liu Zuo said, "You should also change to the spectator mode, and take a good look at my game with him."
The rookie nodded. Liu Zuo turned around again and smiled at him and said: "Every step and every action from now on is a demonstration game I give you. Watch it well, progress starts from watching other people's games."
The rookie nodded again: "Brother, you go, you must win Egypt." Liu Zuo pondered for a moment and said, "It's hard to say, these CSERs in Internet cafes gave W the highest respect, indicating that he is not an ordinary person... "For many CS players, the vast AZTEC is really a nightmare. The lightning and thunder from time to time in the sky, the huge shallow river, the wide confrontation platform, the long and narrow and transparent suspension bridge-everything makes this seemingly relic place full of crisis. Green bricks, wooden doors, and moss, such a romantic place full of memories is one of the fierce and bloodiest battlefields for CS. Every time Liu Zuo stood on the ground of AZTEC, he always felt a little emotional. I don't know how many CSERs have fallen, and how many CSERs are coming in again. Everyone is rushing for the final victory-but who can survive to the end?
Liu Zuo's role is a policeman, and W's role is a gangster. Before the start of the game, W typed and said to him: "Drawing bridge decisive battle, OK?" Liu Zuo saw the opponent so simply, and readily agreed: "Okay, quick fight and quick decision."
The suspension bridge connects two bunkers. The gangster and the police can each occupy one side and shoot at each other. Generally speaking, this is where the opposing snipers face off. There are also some CSERs who like to use AK or M4 to pair their guns here. Liu Zuo didn't hesitate to buy an AWP. He knew he didn't have to worry about whether W had no money to buy a gun. Presumably the gangsters had left the gun for him before committing suicide.
Quickly rushing to the vicinity of the suspension bridge, Liu Zuo crouched behind a few boulders, only a little exposed, and opened the AWP scope. With his speed and spear feel, as long as the enemy appears, he will die immediately.
He silently counted the time for the gangster to run-from the gangster's base, he switched to running with a dagger in his hand (this is the fastest running), passing the base, going up the ramp, taking the road, and entering the door hole-ok, yes It's time. Liu Zuo held his breath and observed the situation of the opposite bunker: W, come on, my gun is ready for you.
W appeared in front of him as expected, but only slightly out of his expectation: W did not run out but jumped up behind the stone. When Liu Zuo saw his head, he immediately turned the barrel and chased the gun, but it was too late. Liu Zuo felt his body float up high like an unbalanced kite, and the screen showed that Liu Zuo had his head headshot.
There was a burst of applause in the Internet cafe, and everyone shouted in unison: "Good gun!" Even the rookie sitting next to Liu's left could not help but also shouted. After shouting, I felt a little regretful, as if I was sorry for Liu. The same on the left. When he peeped at Liu Zuo from the corner of his eye, Liu Zuo remained motionless and was concentrating on buying a gun to prepare for the next game. Who knows, at this moment Liu Zuo felt like a stormy sea was set off in his heart.
"This shot looks unremarkable, but the precise timing of the shots, the decisiveness of the shots, and the person's foresight of the situation are really chilling." Liu Zuo thought to himself: "I only know that he is a master. Unexpectedly, he is a master of masters. Yes, this shot will let people know his weight. I will chase it back, wait!"
Liu Zuo held the AWP and rushed to the bridge hole again. This time, he did not show up outside the bunker at all, but patiently hid in the bridge hole. As time passed by, the people watching from the beginning became more and more anxious. Liu Zuo looked at the time on the screen, until the last five seconds to the end of the game, he suddenly jumped-he jumped from the left of the hole to the right, and while jumping, he opened the lens and aimed in the air. , Shooting, landing, stealth, changing magazines. The whole action was completed in one go, without any hesitation or pause. After completing all the movements in this second, Liu Zuo fell to the ground and gasped slightly.
On the other side of the bridge hole, there was the sound of the body crashing down. This kind of voice can only be heard by the old CSER who has been killed for a long time. It is a realm that can only be reached when the mind is completely dissolved in CS.
W's body crashed down-the opponent was obviously surprised by Liu Zuo's shooting skills. The two sides knew very well that although the two did not meet within the first 2 minutes and 55 seconds, they were actually in a contest. Listening, waiting, calculating, everything is for the shot that appeared in the last 5 seconds. The two sides waited so long, but the outcome was decided in an instant.
A true master will wait for a lifetime, and decide life and death at the last moment.
Even if he couldn't see the person with W, Liu Zuo could feel the knowing smile on his face-the two sides knew each other in these two shots.
As if there was a tacit understanding, both of them chose special weapons for police and gangsters, the famous M4 and AK47. Liu Zuo knew very clearly that the two sides had already known the strength of each other in the first two rounds, so this round is the effort of both sides' machine guns.
Liu Zuo took the M4 and squatted near the rock, counted "1, 2, 3" in his mind, and quickly jumped up, shooting in the direction of W. W didn't hide, hitting his head head-on, the two shot at each other as they jumped up in the air.
The rookie next to Liu Zuo was biting his nails nervously. When he saw the heroic posture of the two people leaping high, he couldn't help but yelled: "So handsome!"
It didn't matter what he said, and Liu Zuo shivered in fright and almost fell out of midair. When the masters compete, the contention is the smallest. The moment Liu Zuo was distracted had already given W a chance-he aimed at Liu Zuo's head and gently pulled the trigger. Liu Zuo just fell to the ground and died in the rookie's shout. The rookie also seemed to realize that she had made a mistake, and she curled her neck and covered her mouth. Liu Zuo glanced at him and couldn't bear to say about him. "A passionate young man in CS," he thought, "I was in the same way back then..." After 12 correct games, the two sides tied 6-6. This is a strong opponent Liu Zuo has never encountered in his heads-up career. Even when he was playing against Ajie and the others, Liu Zuo didn't feel so much resistance when he was 1v1 against Ajie. W itself is like a robot, with almost no errors. Liu Zuo felt that he was dealing with him in an embarrassing manner, and he would die if he was careless.
Just as Liu Zuo was complaining and complaining, W also felt strong pressure. "It's really a hindrance..." W thought, "Unexpectedly, there is such a master, he was almost driven to a desperate situation, without any breathing.