CS: The Last Dance, a Dance That Leads to Professional Success

Chapter 110 Sweet Potato Remains (?? Limited Edition)!
The interview ended.

Li Shen returned to the team.

G2 members stood together in the center of the stage and waved once again to the roaring audience, thanking their fans for their support.
They then left the venue amidst cheers and a sea of ​​lights, boarding vehicles arranged by the event organizers to return to their hotel to rest.

In the FAZE lounge.

The live broadcast of the G2 match, which had just ended, switched to a preview of the next match on the TV screen!
FAZE Clan vs Ninjas in Pajamas.

"Let's go, guys, it's our turn to go on stage soon."

Broky put away his crossed legs, stood up from the sofa, and said with a relaxed smile, "If we want to get revenge on G2 for what happened last time, we need to take down these 'pajama ninjas' from NIP first."

Today's opponent, NIP, is a team with a strong reputation in the CS community. Their foundation remains solid, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Even though FAZE is a galactic powerhouse, it must be taken seriously and cannot afford to capsize unexpectedly.

Upon hearing this, Ropz, Twistzz, and others also began checking their peripherals and stretching their wrists, preparing to take the stage.

At this moment, the older cousin, who had been staring at the screen thoughtfully, suddenly asked, "Do you guys think... what Li Shen said in the interview just now, is possible?"

"What?" Rain God was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and said with a smile, "You mean, Dark became the number one rifleman within three years?"

"Hmm." My older cousin nodded, his eyes scrutinizing me.

Rain God stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "I feel... it's difficult. It's really difficult. It's not that he's not strong enough, but those two snipers are holding him down so tightly. It's too difficult to snatch the TOP1 spot from them. Trying to break into TOP3 is possible though."

At this point, Rain God paused again and added a crucial premise: "But even if he is in the top 3, he still needs to use solid championship honors and personal statistics to defeat all the top riflemen in the world this year."

Upon hearing this, ROPZ and Twistzz from the FAZE team couldn't help but exchange a smile.

They are all world-class riflemen in their prime.

In the first half of this year, FAZE, the newly relaunched super team, has already won the highly prestigious Katowice championship trophy, and last month they won the EPL15 S+ level tournament championship.

This means they have already gained a significant lead in the race for the top rankings among riflers this year.

He can be considered a leader who has completed half of the race.

Now, a newcomer emerges, and no matter how amazing his performance in the Major is, he claims he can overtake others and enter the TOP3 or even TOP1 by relying on a Major in the middle of the year and the competitions in the second half of the year.

In their view, the difficulty involved was indeed somewhat unrealistic.

Moreover, considering G2's notoriously "abstract" management, it's still uncertain whether that guy named Dark can find a stable and suitable top-tier team after this Major.

Without the support of a stable, top-tier team, how can one expect to achieve significant honors and individual statistics?

It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Take G2 for example. Meng Lang's performance is very strong, which is obvious to all. But if he leaves G2's all-star lineup, can he still dominate in the game?
No one can guarantee that.

Even Meng Lang himself wouldn't dare say that G2 was carried by him alone.

The director jokingly added, "If you ask me, tell that guy not to get his hands on the TOP 3. I think Robin (Ropz) will definitely be in the TOP 3 this year."

"No, no, no!" Ropz quickly smiled and waved his hand.

He appeared to be a harmless, sunny young man, but seemed a little embarrassed.

He has an introverted and calm personality. Even if he has a desire in his heart, he doesn't like to say it in advance. He prefers to let his performance on the field speak for itself.

Moreover, he was well aware of how fierce the competition was for this year's TOP list, with many strong contenders.

He didn't think he was guaranteed a certain ranking.

Of course, for Ropz, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get a TOP ranking. He'll be satisfied as long as he plays well, his team achieves results, and he gets a generous prize.

Perhaps using the prize money to buy the Porsche 911 that I've been wanting for a long time would be a good choice.

Hearing his teammates' discussion, Big Brother laughed and shook his head, saying, "Well, maybe I'm being a little too concerned about that guy. But after watching G2's match today, I did notice a problem with their pistol rounds."

"What's the problem? G2 is doing pretty well in the pistol rounds right now, and they easily won the second half today too."

The Rain God asked with some doubt.

The older cousin revealed a sly smile and analyzed, "That was on the CT side. When Dark had the USP, he was indeed a huge threat. That kid is using the USP really well now, quite like... um... my style back in the day."

Everyone: "???"

Broky even made an exaggerated vomiting face.

Don't you have any idea what level your USP is at?

My older cousin made a joke without batting an eye, cleared his throat, quickly returned to seriousness, and continued his analysis:
"However! His use of the P250, which he used to engage CTs at mid-to-long range in the early game on the T side, was quite mediocre."

“I’ve studied G2’s recent game demos because Dark is firing on all cylinders right now. I used to usually send Niko the P250, but now I often send it to him.”

"But his P250 kill efficiency and ability to create opportunities are clearly not as dominant as his USP."

"Perhaps when we encounter G2 again, we can do something to exploit this weakness in a specific pistol round."

"His P250 is far inferior to our 'Pistol King' Rain God."

Upon hearing this, Rain God raised his hand to push up his glasses, a reserved yet confident smile appearing on his face. His P250 had created countless memorable moments in crucial rounds, making it one of FAZE's most lethal weapons in pistol rounds and eco rounds.

At this point, the older cousin patted his bottom, stood up from his chair, and clapped his hands with great enthusiasm:

"Alright guys! Warm-up time's over, it's our turn to perform!"

"Let's go and beat those NIP guys to a pulp! Let them know who the real kings of this arena are!"

On the car back to the hotel.

Meng Lang finally had time to calm down and check the system notification that had been ringing in his mind since the end of the match.

First, here are the tips on claiming the winning streak bonus.

Having fought his way from the Challenger Group to the Champions Group and defeated the Green Dragon, he had achieved a seven-game winning streak. According to the system's mechanics, he could now choose to "harvest" his winnings and claim a substantial guaranteed reward, thus avoiding the risk of his winning streak being broken.

Then,

receive?
Or should we refuse to accept it?

Meng Lang chose "No" without any hesitation.

Life offers few chances to truly strive!
If we don’t fight now, when will we wait?
Hi!!
Meng Lang wanted that feeling of speeding all the way!

However, the moment he made the choice to cancel receiving the guaranteed reward!

As if by divine intervention, luck had bestowed an extra reward upon him for his adventurous spirit, and a familiar and pleasant notification sound rang in his ears:
[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward for your performance in the competition: A-grade treasure chest * 1]

[Treasure chest being opened...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: "Sweet Potato Remains" (P250 limited secondary weapon)]

"Sweet potato remains?"

Meng Lang was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant, "Oh, Brother Zaiwu, right?"

But Meng Lang, regaining his senses, was stunned again. He took a closer look at the treasure chest's level—A-grade?
How could a top-tier sniper like Zaiwu, who is widely recognized as the "Executive Vice GOAT," only have an A-grade treasure chest?
Leaving aside S+ level,
It should at least be an S-level, right?
He looked more closely and noticed the suffix at the end:

[Secondary Weapon P250 Limited]

Oh!
An essential secondary weapon for snipers!

Meng Lang suddenly realized!

That's fine.

A secondary weapon is, after all, a secondary weapon.

It's reasonable to rate this limited P250 "damaged body" as Grade A.

He then looked at the item description:

[Introduction: This is the lingering echo of a P250 extracted from ZywOo's body. This compact pistol, worth 300 RMB, is a beacon of hope in eco rounds, a sniper's most reliable second life in rifle rounds, and a game-changing weapon in T-side pistol rounds, compensating for the Glock's shortcomings and allowing him to compete with CTs at mid-to-long range! In his hands, the P250 is not a cheap substitute for the Desert Eagle, but an art of calculating bullet trajectories, seizing opportunities, and precisely targeting enemies in the blink of an eye! It is the orange lightning that breaks through economic shackles and reverses the course of battle!]

[Should we attempt to fuse "Sweet Potato Remains" (P250 exclusive secondary weapon)?]

Thinking back to the second half of the pistol round against Green Dragon today, Little Li decided to give him the only P250, but he failed to make a standout performance. In the end, he still relied on a Molotov cocktail to kill Teacher Da Chao.

Meng Lang felt that this was indeed an area that needed improvement.

The P250 pistol can one-shot unarmored enemies at close to medium range with a headshot, and its high armor penetration also performs well against armored enemies. It has a relatively fast rate of fire. The only drawback is its small magazine capacity of only 13 rounds. But it only costs 300, so what more could you ask for?

Compared to the Desert Eagle 700,
Extremely high cost-performance ratio!
It can be said to be an essential weapon in eco rounds, semi-start rounds, T side pistol rounds, and mid-range gunfights.

As a former sniper, he naturally used the P250 quite a bit, but he didn't delve into its in-depth aspects; it was mostly used as a regular secondary weapon.

Now that there's an opportunity to directly integrate the P250 usage experience and muscle memory of a competitor at the cargo level, why not take advantage of it?

Meng Lang glanced at the time on his phone: 20:08 PM.

He glanced inside the car again—some of his teammates were resting with their eyes closed, while others were listening to music with headphones on; the atmosphere was relaxed.

So he no longer hesitated, slowly closed his eyes, and silently recited in his heart:
[Merger Confirmed!]

next second!
A familiar, almost soul-stirring pulling sensation suddenly struck!

Everything inside the carriage blurred, distorted, and shattered in an instant!
His consciousness was suddenly pulled away from reality by an invisible force, plummeting like a high-speed elevator. Then, his vision cleared, and he found himself on a familiar map—above the Desert City!

Immediately afterwards, Meng Lang's perspective suddenly dropped, as if he were possessed, and he entered the body of a T-side character wielding a P250.

This is a quick A1 push in the pistol round, followed by a defensive endgame after planting the bomb.

Meng Lang quickly assessed the situation: 2 vs 5.

2v5?
Meng Lang breathed a slight sigh of relief!

Thankfully, I finally have teammates, and it's no longer the hellish 1v5 start I've been facing before.

But the next second, just as he was peeking back and forth near the terrorist spawn platform, trying to gather information, a USP shot rang out from behind him at A1!

While inside Brother Zai's body, he turned around and fired two single shots, killing the CT who was sneaking around with his back turned.

At this point, he only had 9 drops of health left!
Almost simultaneously, gunshots rang out from the direction of the bomb site, and the last remaining teammate was also killed.

Meng Lang's eye twitched slightly.

Ok,

I think too much.

Where did Potato get his teammates?

It's just a classic one-against-many endgame situation, all for the sake of creating a lively atmosphere.

At this moment, the current situation is clear and hopeless:
Lost City in the Desert!

Package A.

1V4!

9 drops of blood!

The location was locked near the terrorist's spawn platform.

C4 has just been planted.

It's you.

How do you fight?
I'll fucking die right here in front of them!

The thought flashed through Meng Lang's mind instantly.

He thought about it carefully and realized that in this situation, the blood was too much, and a bullet would kill him instantly.

Even if it were his Desert Eagle in its "old and crippled" state, he probably wouldn't have much confidence.

But at this moment,
The body he was in belonged to ZywOo.
But it moved!
Without hesitation, without backing down, and without even waiting for the other side to search for points.

A quick peek followed by a body shake!

Reconnaissance from a low profile!
Just as a CT officer pulled out from the long box to take inventory, his P250 opened fire!
A flash of gunfire!
boom!
Double kill!

One shot, one kill; a precise headshot!

Yes!

Meng Lang instantly understood!

The P250 has excellent headshot kill capability at close to medium range!

I only have 9 drops of blood.

If you hit any part of my body, I'll die instantly.

But as long as I can get a headshot.
It'll be the same whether I shoot you or not!
Health disadvantage
Faced with the ultimate marksmanship,

It seems to have been smoothed out!

However, the enemy clearly wouldn't give him a chance to split up in a 1v1 situation!
The next second, below the diving platform, A1 point, side of the long box!
The three CTs pulled out from three different angles almost simultaneously the moment they locked onto his location!

Three pulls one!

Standard finishing shot technique!
Don't give him any room to maneuver!
Meng Lang was startled!
How to fight this?
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply!
Holding the small P250, "he" faced the three CT scanners that were pulled out almost simultaneously. His arm was as steady as a machine, and at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to follow, he pulled the trigger in rapid succession! Bang! Bang!

The P250's muzzle burst forth with rapid and continuous flames!

Three bullets, as if they had eyes, drew three deadly trajectories in the air!

The little bullet is looking for the head!

They flew towards three different heads!

puff!puff!puff!
A moment!

In just a moment!

The three CTs who had been pulled out to finish off the enemy were suddenly thrown back and fell to the ground as if they had been put on pause!

Pentakill!

ACE!

Win the endgame!

"Fuck!"

Meng Lang's consciousness inside the vehicle uttered a heartfelt exclamation!

To be fair, Meng Lang believes he has a very accurate understanding of his own pistols, whether it's the USP or the Desert Eagle.

But this three consecutive launches of the P250 for cargo transport...

It's not just about being "accurate"!
He's incredibly fast and accurate!

Because the P250's rate of fire is inherently faster than that of pistols like the Desert Eagle!

The triple kill achieved by the vehicle in this instant demonstrates a positioning capability under the extreme rate of fire of the weapon!
It is a continuous rapid-fire technique that perfectly controls the trajectory and recoil of the P250!
What a cool P250!

Meng Lang's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had discovered a new continent!

But considering the difficulty of this endgame!
1v4, 9 HP, locked position, three pulls one!

It was no less challenging than Old Ni's legendary Desert Eagle endgame puzzles, and the excitement that had just risen in his heart was instantly replaced by immense pressure.

Once one enters the retrospective space...
How long will it take to get out?
The time he stayed in the Retrospective Space the longest was when he merged with the [Small Hole Remains].

Death after death!
Time and time again, we go back in time!
Tired and exhausted!

But after coming out, I felt like I had aged several years in my mindset!
At this moment, the system prompt sounded again:
This is a P250; a headshot is all it takes for an instant kill. Now, enter the vehicle's body and use what you've just learned to complete this bag-guarding rampage!

[System notification: Upon the host's death, a time reversal will be triggered until the bomb is successfully defended or time runs out. The meditation space will then close, and the host's consciousness will return!]

Enter?
Still not coming in?

Faced with this challenge, which was like a tutorial at hell difficulty, Meng Lang, under immense pressure, gritted his teeth!
Recalling the lightning-fast three-round burst he had just fired, the extreme feeling of "super fast and super accurate" was so similar to the fast and accurate style he had pursued when he was a sniper!

Therefore, Meng Lang made a decisive choice.
Damn it!

(End of this chapter)