Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 102

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Chapter 102

 

Bang! Bang!

 

Rat-a-tat-tat!

 

Survival Ground’s duo map.

 

Gunshots echo throughout Erangel.

 

With two people forming teams, the gunfire becomes chaotic whenever battles break out.

 

And here.

 

There was a sound more frequent than gunshots—’crying,’

 

which was Joint’s distress signal.

 

“Ow! Gwanjong! I’m dying!”

 

“I got knocked down again! Save me!”

 

“First aid kit! Give me a first aid kit!”

 

Joint, who gets injured and enters a ‘knocked down’ state whenever he encounters enemies.

 

In solo matches, he would be eliminated immediately,

 

but in duo games, teammates can revive you if they rescue you.

 

Bang! Crack!

 

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ has eliminated ‘Mad Partner’!】

 

Hae-rang precisely lands a headshot with his trademark Win 94.

 

Then he quickly approaches Joint and revives him from the knocked down state.

 

“Haha! As expected from the owner of the chicken skin! Thanks!”

 

“You get knocked down every time we encounter enemies. Why does that happen?”

 

“Why else? It’s because my skills are lacking.”

 

Joint grins widely and gives a thumbs up.

 

Unlike with Iron Fist, he doesn’t particularly care about his pride in FPS games.

 

“I don’t know why I’m so bad at games involving guns.”

 

Joint uses a first aid kit to restore his missing health.

 

The first aid kit was also something Hae-rang had obtained for him.

 

It’s hard to find gamers who are proficient in every game in the world.

 

Because different genres require different talents.

 

Joint had talent for all kinds of fighting games, but was particularly weak at FPS.

 

His Survival Ground rank tier was

 

‘Bronze.’

 

-Ugh! That annoying bastard lolololololololol

 

-I was curious how bad these scrubs were, but they’re worse than I imagined, fuck

 

-How many times has he been revived now?

 

-If you’re so good with iron fist, how come you’re so trash with Zerg lol

 

-He really can’t shoot for shit;;

 

-Even our Grandma Kim Yeo-chun who turns 70 this year would probably shoot better than Joint

 

-Wow, I never imagined my joints would be bronze level hahahahaha

 

-No wonder they stopped playing Survival Ground altogether lol

 

-Brother Gwanjong, just abandon him and go? It’d be better to travel alone, right?

 

“I can’t do that.”

 

Hae-rang responds to the viewers while extending his hand.

 

Joint grabs his hand with a moved expression and stands up.

 

“If I leave Brother Joint behind, who’s going to do the driving?”

 

Joint’s face rapidly contorted at Hae-rang’s words.

 

-Hahahahahaha that’s true too

 

-Ah right! This is a duo game!

 

-Why would you throw away a biorobot that you can keep carrying around? lol

 

-Hey Joint, your name from now on is Auto Joint Pilot

 

-Auto joints, listen to how that sounds lol

 

“You… do you really think of me as a bio robot… no, as a chauffeur?”

 

“You said it yourself, Brother. That each person taking on their best role is the winning formula for duo games.”

 

The winning formula is correct.

 

I just didn’t know my role would be so trivial.

 

But Joint couldn’t say anything.

 

Because Hae-rang’s kill count while saving him was tremendous.

 

【Current Kill Ranking: 1st Place Gwanjong Cheonma (32 kills)…】

 

Hae-rang’s tier is Master.

 

Joint is Bronze.

 

Since the tier difference between the two is so large, they can’t play ranked games.

 

So they were playing normal games where various tiers can participate together.

 

‘He really is incredibly skilled…’

 

Even in normal games, there should be high-tier users.

 

But Hae-rang was slaughtering nearby enemies like it was noob slaughter.

 

Bang! Crack!

 

The helmet gets knocked off with the first shot,

 

and before that helmet even hits the ground, the headshot notification appears.

 

Even Bronze players know what they need to know.

 

How much of a trash gun the Win 94 is.

 

But watching Hae-rang shoot, it seems like that gun should be nerfed.

 

While Joint was continuously admiring Hae-rang’s shots,

 

they heard the sound they had been waiting for.

 

Vrooom!

 

The sound of a car engine.

 

Hae-rang and Joint made eye contact with each other.

 

“Gwanjong-ah! It’s a car! This map is wide so we absolutely need a vehicle!”

 

“I think so too. Let’s move toward the road.”

 

Hae-rang and Joint hurriedly moved to the roadside.

 

Joint asked with expectant eyes.

 

“Now. Our master. Shall we hear what strategy you’ve come up with? If you’ve even obtained the legendary Chicken Skin, you must have a plan, right?”

 

“Yes. Of course.”

 

“Oh! Good good! How should we attack that car?”

 

“Jump into the car. Brother.”

 

“Huh…?”

 

“That vehicle is hard to penetrate with Win 94 bullets. It’s better to directly attack the driver’s seat while the vehicle hesitates.”

 

“So… right now… you’re telling me…”

 

To jump into the car?

 

Into that huge vehicle that looks like it would take me to another world?

 

-hahahahahahaha so funny hahahahaha

 

-This isn’t even being a bullet sponge, what should we call it? Truck sponge?

 

-Even insurance scammers wouldn’t jump in front of that car lol

 

-I have to do at least that much ㅡㅡ I can’t even shoot properly once

 

-Practically no different from a mobile scarecrow

 

-Scarecrow (doesn’t waste bullets, don’t have to bother keeping alive)

 

-Joint (only wastes bullets, have to keep saving him)

 

-Scarecrow wins by a landslide!

 

“Shut up you bastards!”

 

Perhaps thinking Joint’s skills were going too far.

 

Even the viewers of Joint’s channel were continuing their mockery.

 

“It’s not that I’m bad! That guy is just beyond normal specs!”

 

Good at the Assassin Series.

 

Good at fighting games.

 

Good at Survival Ground.

 

Even good at the Jar Game!

 

What an unreasonable existence this was.

 

Joint prayed to God in his heart.

 

God.

 

Please give us a balance patch.

 

“Shiiiiiiiit!”

 

Joint screamed and jumped into the road.

 

Countless ‘ㅋ’s flood the broadcast chat window.

 

He had somewhat trusted his Level 3 Vest, but,

 

Crash!

 

Joint flew through the sky like a windmill.

 

“Ahhhhhhh!”

 

Screech!

 

The vehicle that sent Joint flying quickly hit the brakes.

 

Two players who got out of the car looked at each other’s faces.

 

“What’s with that bastard? Why did he suddenly jump into the car?”

 

“Right. Did one from the duo go out and just suicide?”

 

Then, they heard an unfamiliar voice from above their heads.

 

“Wrong.”

 

Swoosh!

 

Slash!

 

Hae-rang swung his machete with lightning-fast movements.

 

The two people collapsed to the ground without even being able to counter attack properly.

 

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ has eliminated ‘BananaFlavoredChocolateMilk’!】

 

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ has eliminated ‘ChocolateFlavoredBananaMilk’!】

 

Swish swish.

 

Hae-rang moved the machete with practiced hand movements, shaking off the blood stuck to the blade.

 

That motion looked so cool and practiced that viewers couldn’t help but admire it.

 

-Wow! Look at that machete spinning skill!

 

-Even the miscellaneous skills look cool lol

 

-Kids who were bad at studying used to spin pens like that lol but attention seekers are the opposite

 

-But why did he use a machete instead of a gun?

 

Hae-rang examining the items of the two fallen people.

 

While farming this and that, he answered the viewers.

 

“These guys were wearing good helmets. I couldn’t take them out in one shot with the Win 94. It was better to approach and aim for the neck with the machete.”

 

-What? hahahahaha

 

-No… normally in that case, wouldn’t you choose a different gun instead of the Win94?;;

 

-Hey! Our Gwanjong-i doesn’t have the option of abandoning the Win94! Don’t you know that yet!

 

-For real, at this point it’s basically part of my body

 

Hae-rang picked up the helmet that the guys were wearing.

 

Level 3 Helmet.

 

It was the best defensive gear, commonly called Level 3.

 

“Besides, when you kill them this way, the helmet remains intact. It’s good stuff, so we should use it sparingly.”

 

-Ah… so that’s what it was?

 

-Right, if you got a headshot with a gun, you couldn’t use the Level 3 anymore

 

-Our Gwanjong… pretending not to care but he had it all figured out?

 

Hae-rang picks up another Level 3 Helmet and approaches Joint.

 

Having thrown himself at the large vehicle, he was hovering between life and death.

 

“Huh… I see an… unfamiliar ceiling…”

 

“That’s not a ceiling, it’s a helmet.”

 

Hae-rang treated the unconscious Joint and personally put the helmet on him.

 

“With this, you won’t die in one shot.”

 

“R-right. Thanks.”

 

-Hahahahaha is that really something to be grateful for?

 

-They keep killing him off and bringing him back to milk it lol

 

-Now they’re just telling me to jump into a car hahaha

 

-In some ways he’s worse than a Necromancer;;

 

-Infinite Reanimation lololol

 

-Go Joint zombie. You have become stronger!

 

Amid countless jokes overflowing, Joint grabbed the steering wheel.

 

The vehicle started with a loud engine sound.

 

Vrooooom!

 

“You’re pretty good at driving though.”

 

“That ‘though’ is kind of annoying. I’m terrible at FPS but I was good at cart racing. You don’t need to worry about the driving.”

 

Bang!

 

As soon as Joint finished speaking, the vehicle shot up into the sky.

 

“Huh?”

 

The vehicle flying while spinning in spirals.

 

Hae-rang firmly gripped the neck part of the seat and prepared for impact.

 

Thud! Thud! Thud!

 

The car finally stopped after rolling sideways three or four times.

 

But the vehicle was completely overturned, leaving both of them crushed upside down.

 

“Hae-rang! Save me!”

 

“You’re not unconscious yet. And I’m in the same situation as you, Brother.”

 

“R-really? My head is spinning. What happened? I was driving properly.”

 

“Someone seems to have planted a mine on the ground.”

 

“I see. Ugh.”

 

Vrooooom!

 

An engine sound can be heard from far away.

 

Joint’s face turned pale as he confirmed the direction.

 

“I-I think it’s those bastards!”

 

A black Retona approaches, kicking up dust.

 

From the way it was charging, it seemed like they intended to ram into the overturned vehicle.

 

“At least that’s fortunate.”

 

“Fortunate?”

 

“You can’t shoot guns from inside a Retona.”

 

“I know that too. But why is that important in this situation…”

 

Joint’s words didn’t continue to the end.

 

Because Hae-rang skillfully straightened his crumpled body, then immediately opened the car door and escaped.

 

“Wow…”

 

Forgetting that he was trapped in an overturned vehicle.

 

Joint was amazed by Hae-rang’s movement.

 

To show such agile movement when his body was folded backwards like a folder.

 

It was the kind of movement that even a loach would call “brother.”

 

Pababat!

 

Hae-rang checked the item in his arms and charged straight toward the Retona.

 

As he had said earlier, there was no risk of being shot.

 

But when you think about it, something bigger and more terrifying than bullets was approaching.

 

“Is he trying to use the same method as before?”

 

This time Hae-rang would throw himself at the vehicle.

 

And he would have to handle it himself?

 

But it was impossible.

 

Joint was in a situation where even breathing was difficult, let alone moving his body.

 

“Hey man…”

 

Joint’s mouth was parched dry.

 

If he was going to escape anyway,

 

“You should take me out too!”

 

Joint’s desperate cry couldn’t catch up to Hae-rang’s sprint.

 

Hae-rang rushing toward the Retona with fierce momentum.

 

The player gripping the steering wheel let out a sneer as if amazed.

 

“What’s with that bastard? He’s practically performing a ritual begging to be killed.”

 

If he had a gun, it might be different.

 

But the opponent’s hands held nothing at all.

 

Was he planning to have a shoulder fight with the Retona?

 

If dying was his wish, he was more than ready to grant it.

 

“Die!”

 

Buaaaang!

 

As the distance to Hae-rang closed, the player floored the accelerator.

 

Just as his chest was about to be crushed by the Retona’s bumper,

 

Chwaak!

 

Hae-rang laid his body down on the ground as if sliding.

 

If he had been even a tenth of a second late, he would have been flying through the air like Joint.

 

However, for Hae-rang, that level of timing was nothing.

 

‘The Retona has big wheels. The overall undercarriage is high too.’

 

That meant,

 

There was space beneath the vehicle’s floor.

 

Hae-rang gracefully and beautifully glided under the vehicle.

 

Then he pulled out one of his signature specialties from his arms.

 

Click.

 

The weapon in his hand was none other than the Zipline Gun.

 

It was time to hunt the giant.

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