ctnovel Chapter 486 drop!
Chapter 486 drop!
Most of these stories take place on the fourth day of the competition.
Two thousand down to five hundred.
The time left is getting shorter and shorter.
The nature of the competition and the nature of the game have changed again.
It begins with competition, ends with competition, but it's more than just competition.
Many of the lower-ranked players already know that they have basically lost their hope of advancing.
However, when they were matched with teammates who were still near the promotion line, they did not give up.
Continue to work hard and clear the map.
After clearing the map, they would carry guns for their teammates and proactively feed them high-value supplies.
Since I can't make it to the next round, I'll entrust my remaining hope to my teammates.
Let the other person carry on with their own share of the journey.
Some of the most widely circulated footage came from the last match on the fourth day.
A player ranked over 1,700 found a military artillery shell in Bakshi.
And his teammates.
It is currently ranked 527th.
They still have a last glimmer of hope to advance.
The player glanced at the military artillery shell, then at his teammate's ID.
Without the slightest hesitation.
They threw the things directly on the ground.
"Take it."
The teammate was stunned for a moment.
"You don't want it?"
"I've already lost my chance."
"You still have some."
"Take my bright red coat and carry on for me, bro!"
In the following minutes, he provided cover and called out enemy positions, escorting his teammates to the extraction point.
finally.
The player who was originally ranked 527th moved up to 498th thanks to the military artillery shells and the benefits of the entire evacuation.
Just barely made it to the next round!
Similar stories don't only happen among domestic players.
There is also a very strong overseas player in the qualifying rounds.
However, the language barrier added many difficulties to his journey in the wild.
Reporting locations is difficult and inaccurate.
I don't quite understand my teammates' instructions.
It is also difficult to maintain a consistent pace in combat.
After struggling for four days relying on his own strength, he finally managed to crawl to the 552nd place.
Last game.
He used all the few Chinese phrases he had temporarily learned.
"By human intervention!"
"big!"
"FAW!"
"Kou!"
"Signal gun!"
"Yi Ren Yi Ge Bao!"
The pronunciation is stiff.
Both of his Chinese teammates understood it.
The three of them communicated haltingly, fighting their way from the museum through the Tower of Babel, and finally successfully cleared the map.
He still has a chance!
If you can take all the most valuable resources out of the entire map, you might be able to break into the top 500!
Before the final evacuation point.
The two teammates looked at this foreigner who spoke broken Chinese and had fought his way to where he was today.
No one said anything more.
One of them repaired the armor he had just possessed, then took it off and threw it on the ground.
I awkwardly tried to communicate in English.
"Drop!"
Mark five.
Another person also threw down his fully modified gun.
"Drop!"
Mark the gun you dropped.
Firearms, armor, bullets, and Little Gold.
One marker after another appeared on the ground.
The overseas athlete was initially a little confused, but then he suddenly realized what was going on.
In the context of Delta Force players.
The word "drop" often means packet loss.
It represents betrayal.
But at this moment, this word, which was originally full of ominousness and misfortune, was given a completely new meaning.
A gift.
hope.
There were also two silent blessings from unfamiliar teammates.
The overseas athlete stood in front of the supplies scattered on the ground, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Thank you.
I love you all.
Two teammates:
"Nice, nice!"
"Awesome! Awesome!"
"Good luck, bro!"
"See you again, man!"
The competition has ended.
The event value is now being calculated.
527.
The 512th.
506.
finally.
His ranking was fixed at 502.
Only two more are needed.
They failed to advance.
The story is not happy.
But when he saw the final rankings, the overseas player still cried.
In a competition where everyone was a rival, his two Chinese teammates, complete strangers who couldn't even communicate properly, gave him everything they could.
He did not take away the offline competition qualification.
But they received a kindness that was even more valuable than the qualification spot.
Two stories.
A perfect ending.
A regret.
However, after the second round, the second season of the Challenge Cup was completely ignited.
A video of military artillery shells helping teammates advance by crossing the finish line quickly became a trending topic on major domestic platforms.
Followed by.
That "Drop" that transcends language spread overseas at an even more alarming speed.
Thirty-two partner platforms produced multilingual subtitles immediately.
The perspective of Chinese teammates.
Perspective from overseas athletes.
The three scenes were edited together.
The same match.
Different voices.
Different languages.
Yet they pieced together a story that everyone could understand.
In just a few hours.
The related video has garnered over ten million views worldwide.
He didn't advance, but everyone remembered his name.
[See you again, man! I really couldn't hold back my tears when I saw this.]
When his two teammates dumped all their gear on him, it was the first time I felt the word "drop" could sound so gentle.
Who says only champions in esports deserve to be remembered?
The video quickly spread from China to Twitch, YouTube, and various broadcasting platforms in South Korea, Europe, and the Middle East.
"Drop!"
This word, which players from any country can understand, became the first truly global meme of the second season of the Battle of the Titans.
Some people analyze it from the perspective of competitive spirit.
Some people are discussing the brief but precious trust between teammates in random ranked games.
Some media outlets have described this story as a cross-border friendship fostered by a game.
Different countries.
Different languages.
Different cultures.
Yet they all shared the same feeling.
No one expected it.
The first thing that made the second Zhengfeng Cup break into the global arena was not a single game with ten kills, nor the extreme performance of a star player.
It was a choice made by several complete strangers in a random match.
The second round has ended.
Of the two thousand people, only five hundred remain.
After two rounds, the buzz spread, and everyone became familiar with the competition format and the contestants.
However, the discussion about this competition format has only just begun online, and the enthusiasm has exploded across the entire internet.
Before the competition format was announced.
Many people believe that with over four thousand people randomly matched, the scene will be extremely chaotic.
There is no fixed team.
There was no long-term break-in period.
You don't even know who you'll be matched with in each game.
How could a match like this possibly be entertaining?
just now.
The answer is already before everyone.
Too beautiful!
Random matchmaking, far from ruining the viewing experience, actually makes each game full of unknowns.
You never know what kind of combination will appear in the next game.
Three offensive players with similar styles could temporarily form a bulldozer team.
Three hot-tempered players might even argue on the spot over a single kill.
Two people who have lost hope may entrust their last chance to a teammate they don't know.
Several strangers who don't speak the same language can complete a communication without translation simply by saying "Drop".