Chapter 605: Chapter 573: Did the Great Flood Wash Away the Dragon King Temple?


    Only a few people knew about Lincoln’s excellent gun skills.


    However, more people knew that Lincoln had been practicing martial arts and learning cold weapons forbat.


    But both of these things were only known within his security team and Cloud Dream, with hardly anyone outside knowing about them.


    At this moment, seeing Lincoln not using his gun but instead rushing forward with a knife, Ren Jian couldn’t help but feel nervous for him.


    However, the development of events exceeded his imagination—


    Although guns were fast and urate within seven steps, if the field of vision was less than 3 meters and being shot didn’t affect one’s ability to move, plus just hitting the target anywhere would result in instant death…


    The oue was really up for debate!


    As the enemy saw Lincoln darting out from the dense fog, the cold de was already on their face!


    As they pulled the trigger, their face received a solid sh!


    Two bullets did nothing, and the next moment a medical bag was thrown from behind, urately hitting Lincoln’s back.<div>


    Grabbing the shoulders of the dead enemy, Lincoln gave a forceful push!


    Immediately, a burst of gunshots sounded! Bullets flew towards the corpse of the dead yer.


    Lincoln, following the sound of gunfire, took three steps in two strides and made a horizontal sh, sending another opponent who was shooting randomly to his death.


    Another Italian yer realized he had been tricked and immediately turned his gun towards Lincoln.


    However, Lincoln’s movements didn’t stop as he lunged forward without caring about his dignity. He rolled from under the enemy’s crotch and then pounced on thest enemy near the window!


    Behind him, the enemy’s legs suddenly gushed a stream of blood!


    Clearly, Lincoln had fiercely shed while rolling past the enemy’s crotch!


    As this Italian brother went to heaven, he lowered his head to see his own crotch area spewing blood and couldn’t help but swear in Italian: “Cazzo di merda!(Damn it!)”


    Behind him, there was a crisp sound like firecrackers. He looked back to see—


    Lincoln had crashed into his teammate’s arms, and the two of them, with an immense force, shattered the already broken window, falling together from the second floor.


    Vicotria, who had been following behind with a medical bag in one hand and an emergency syringe in the other, saw Lincoln falling and hurriedly ran to the window to look down.


    Lincoln was half-kneeling on the Italian yer, his military knife piercing through the enemy’s chest, nailing thest opponent to the ground!


    In just a few seconds, the battle was over!


    There was a brief pause in the live broadcast room, and then—


    “Holy shit! What just happened?!” Daxia yers eximed.


    “That was so cool!” Ren Jian eximed.


    “Chinese Kongfu!” Overseas yers shouted.


    Variousnguages popped up, cheering for Lincoln’s excellent performance.


    However, soon the yers had new questions:<div>


    “Wait a minute! I admit it was cool, but what happened? Isn’t Battlefield a war game?”


    “You got it wrong! This isn’t Battlefield; this is Mount and de!”


    “Where did Lincoln learn this? Doesn’t he have anything else to do?!”


    “He didn’t cheat by secretly activating [Assassin Bloodline], did he?”<div>


    “How is that possible, who would cheat in front of tens of millions of people?”


    “It’s hard to say! Ever since I saw the transformer during the Death Racing event, I have had a hard time believing his character…”


    …


    Lincoln couldn’t bother celebrating, and quickly returned to Camille Victoria.


    Although they had stolen the point, they werepletely exposed to the enemy’s sights.


    The opponent woulde to their aid soon, so the next challenge was to hold the position!


    “How’s the situation on your side?” Lincoln asked in the squad channel.


    “Going smoothly!”


    “Didn’t encounter any experts?” Lincoln continued.


    “Didn’t notice any, they might have been sent by the self-destructive tactic… Damn it!”


    “What happened?”


    “I was killed by somebody.” Yi said, frustrated.


    “What the hell?” Super Tomato’s voice suddenly came, “I was also killed by someone?!”<div>


    “It must be that elite squad charging back!” Lance’s voice rang out, apanied by his rhythmic gunshots.


    At the edge of the vision, Lance’s kill records kept popping up.


    But at the same time, that orz ID popped up again, as ifpeting with Lance, constantly refreshing the kill records.


    The experts on both sides, Daxia and Italy, were going all out, and both their yers started to make sacrifices and be revived.


    The struggle for Point C was once again in a heated state!


    Italian yers couldn’t ignore their base being stolen and turned around to go back to Point A, trying to recapture the base.


    But the distance between Point B and Point A was quite far.


    Lincoln even had time to take out the sniper rifle and target the scattered Italian yers who wereing to their aid, preventing them from entering the point.


    Until one of the opponents, a hot-tempered guy, ignored the fierce battle at Point C and drove a tank straight over.


    But knowing that the well-coordinated elite squad wouldn’t return, Lincoln didn’t hesitate at all. He stood at the top of the stairs holding a smoke grenade, waiting for the enemies to rush up.


    Camille Victoria hid around the corner, holding a medical bag, ready to heal at any moment.


    Sure enough, the opponent’s tanks and infantry arrived at Point A simultaneously.


    A total of eleven people stormed over, surrounding the small building where Lincoln and Camille Victoria were on the second floor.<div>


    However, due to spatial constraints, only four people were able to rush up in the first wave.


    Lincoln looked at the densely packed formation of the four charging opponents, didn’t even bother throwing the smoke grenade, and right when they reached the top of the stairs, he leaped directly from the second floor into the center of the group!


    Then it was—head and face shing all around!


    In the blink of an eye, the four enemies beside him copsed simultaneously, bleeding profusely!


    At this moment, he fully proved that in this game, cold weapons for one-hit killing enemies far surpassed firearms in terms of killing effectiveness!


    Before more enemy bullets swept over, Lincoln had already jumped back to the second floor.


    The Italian yer charged up the stairs again.


    But in the instant of rounding the corner, the yer in the front suddenly felt their calf hit something, unconsciously lowering their head to look at the blind spot of the staircase corner.


    And that triggeredndmine immediately responded to him enthusiastically—


    “Boom——”


    Three unlucky guys died simultaneously.


    The remaining people didn’t dare to charge, taking out a hand grenade and throwing it to the second floor.


    Then it was pped back by the well-prepared Lincoln with the back of his knife!<div>


    “Boom——”


    Following closely behind, Lincoln went past the dead unlucky guys, finished off the low-health dazed yers, and charged at thest two enemies who couldn’t help but feel uneasy and began to have thoughts of retreat.


    5 secondster, thest two enemies were in under his knife.


    Lincoln waved his hand to shake off the non-existent blood on the knife—in a single-yer campaign, the knife would leave bloodstains after stabbing someone, but not in a multiyer game.


    “Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness.”


    Lincoln sighed.


    But before he could even show off, Camille Victoria on the second floor suddenly shouted, “Lincoln! So many people areing!”


    “How many is ‘many’?”


    “At least 20!”


    “Don’t panic! It’s just 20 people, nothing to be afraid of!” Lincoln calmly replied.


    “Huh?” Camille Victoria was surprised.


    She thought that 11 people were already enough to require cunning and setting traps to deal with, and that it would be impossible to defend against 20 people, right?


    Live Streaming audience was also very surprised, Ren Jian even immediately eximed, “Is this about to be an unparalleled swordsman?”


    But in the next moment, they heard Lincoln sigh and say, “There’s no way, I originally wanted to live with everyone as an ordinary person…”


    In between, he switched to the team channel and shouted: “Point A!”


    “I, Lincoln, aming to support!”


    As soon as his voice fell, within two seconds, teammates were redeploying at Point A.


    The moment theynded and saw Lincoln, that guy immediately shouted in the team channel: “It’s really Lincoln! I thought it was a spoof name!”


    ——Lincoln would never do anything like “avoiding name taboos,” nor would he forbid yers from naming themselves “Lincoln,” everyone was free to pick whatever name they wanted.


    So in the game, when people saw someone named Lincoln, they didn’t directly associate it with him.


    After that, the redeployed yers kept pouring into Point A like dumplings.


    Seeing more and more yersing, with the number exceeding 10 and showing no signs of stopping, Lincoln hastily stopped them: “Stop! Stop! Enough is enough!”


    “Point C is important, don’t all rush over here!”


    Even though he tried his best to persuade them, by the time they stopped, 21 people had squeezed into Point A.


    Point A suddenly became lively:


    “Boss Lin, Boss Lin! You’re my idol!”


    “Yeah, yeah, if this were Night City, I’d give you at least two shots!”


    “When will the exciting weaponse?”


    “When will the 99 Mod be updated?”


    “When will the 7th Generation Fighters be updated?”


    “When will the satellite weapon be updated?”


    …


    A bunch of people surrounded Lincoln, chattering with their various thoughts.


    “Stop!!!” Lincoln shouted loudly, interrupting them: “We’re at war! Be serious!”


    “If we can’t hold this point, never mind new weapons, I’d even delete your submachine guns!”


    “Hahaha.”


    “Stingy!”


    The yers dispersed,ughing loudly, and prepared to meet the opponents.


    Waiting for the opponents to arrive, Lincoln worried that there would be insufficient forces in the frontal battlefield because of the reduced number of yers, unconsciously paying attention to the kill record on the edge of his field of vision.


    When he focused his attention there, the kill record would automatically move to the center of his vision, making it easier to watch.


    Then Lincoln noticed a problem: those Italian yers who lived longer and could frequently get kills had strange IDs—


    [orz]


    [: )]


    [lol]


    [hahaha]


    [???]


    [wuhu]


    [IDJloveme]


    …


    Looking at these IDs, Lincoln subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked at them again, trying to confirm if he had seen something wrong.


    But no.


    They were indeed Italian yers, and they appeared frequently, most likely members of that “Elite Squad.”


    It is true, just looking at their IDs can’t prove anything, but the more Lincoln looked at them, the more he felt that these IDs didn’t look like the names Italian yers would choose, but rather more like…


    Daxia yers’ style of naming!


    This…Could it be that a big fight has engulfed the Dragon King’s temple?