Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 353

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Chapter 353

Buildings on the outer edge began collapsing one by one.
Each structure was solid enough that it required four attached bombs placed at optimal angles to bring it down.
In other words, resources were desperately needed to demolish a fortress of this scale.
But the siege team had resources in abundance, so instead of pushing through from a single direction, they began carving inward from four directions toward the center.
It was possible to tunnel straight through to the central building from one side, but the likelihood of dying was far higher.
“They’re not even bothering to conserve resources.”
That was exactly what was happening.
Seo Jun, positioned at the central Sniper Tower—the highest point—was sending back to the Forward Base any enemies whose heads poked even slightly above the wall.
Most of them didn’t die in one shot thanks to their helmets, but there was no denying that Seo Jun covering all directions from the center was the best option in their current situation.

[Damn. It’s coming down.]

“If you get swept up in the explosion and collapse with the building, you’re dead for sure. After the third blast, just get out of the building.”
Tae-woo answered Seo Jun, who had been waiting with his eye against the sniper rifle scope.

[I already warned you about this before the operation started. Don’t worry.]

Tae-woo was the very reason Seo Jun felt compelled to warn him again.
Anyway.
Bang!
“Cut. The person who was aiming from the left side of the north skybridge.”
He needed to keep shooting.

[Got it! Heading out now!]

Upon hearing Seo Jun’s call, Silent Gamer pulled out the rifle barrel on the skybridge and attacked enemies in the middle of placing bombs.
Things were going smoothly.
But.
‘Four Forward Bases.’
Boom!
Boom!
Heavy explosions that shook the chest reverberated out with tremors.
From all directions.
Relentlessly.
Seo Jun and his teammates tried to stop them, but it wasn’t easy.
Bang!
The enemy numbers dwindled.
But simultaneously, they were replenished.
The enemy had four Forward Bases.
The zone in Last was divided into massive tile-shaped sections.
Sleeping Bag items—which allowed respawning in those sections—could be placed as many as desired in a single zone.
However, once you spawned from a Sleeping Bag, you couldn’t respawn from any other Sleeping Bag in that zone for a set duration.
Seo Jun’s House was built at the vertex where four tiles met.
Most bases were constructed this way.
Only by straddling the tiles like this could you get four respawns from the Main Base.
The critical point was that four respawns were equally possible for the opposition.
Since the siege team had set up one Forward Base per tile, it meant roughly five eliminations per person would be needed for the game to end.
A staggering number.
‘No wonder I said we’d definitely lose.’
From the moment Seo Jun gathered resources to reach Tier 4, the game was already lost—even if they held out as long as possible in a war of attrition.
“Sigh. No matter how many we kill, there’s no end to it.”

-There’s no way it can end, Abbot
-Three teams actually assembling together definitely means they’re going all out
-Abbot! I heard two people are farming resources right now. Is that right?
-Sounds like it’ll be over before they finish farming

There was a way to win.
Even with five lives, if the respawned soldiers had no resources—no guns to fight with—the game was over.
They had to collect or destroy them.
By killing the enemies again and again.
For now.

[Seo Jun, do you see the pile of items next to the third building on the east?]

“Yes, I can see it.”
Seo Jun immediately shifted his aim.

[Let’s blow it up!]

The bodies in Last became piles of items.
When they had rushed the wall moments ago, the dead had come back and picked items from those piles, but now they couldn’t afford to let that happen again.
Since they couldn’t go down and recover them, they had to destroy them.
Seo Jun pulled out a special weapon from the items.
A Rocket Launcher—the weapon the enemy had been using relentlessly just moments before.
“Firing.”
Seo Jun said so but waited.
For when someone approached, he could delete them along with the items.
Boom!
The launched rocket, the attack aiming at Seo Jun from another direction, and another building crumbling—numerous situations erupted simultaneously without pause.
This was a battlefield.
Buildings kept collapsing.

Simply destroying items with the Rocket Launcher—delaying the opposition—was wholly insufficient.
The Forward Bases would have stockpiles of resources anyway.
Yet they still believed.

And.
Seo Jun too had faith.
In his two struggling teammates, far away.

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
Silent Gamer gripped the powerfully operating jackhammer firmly, concentrating all her focus on striking the shimmering metallic part precisely.
Jackhammer control wasn’t something ordinary people couldn’t do, but the constant shifting of aim had to be adjusted—an annoying necessity.
It wasn’t strictly necessary to target the shimmering part of the ore.
Materials came out plenty either way.
But hitting the shimmering part granted a bonus, and that bonus was desperately needed right now.
The angle of the jackhammer was the same way.
If you didn’t set it at the right angle, mining took slightly longer—and those extra seconds mattered.
So she muted her mic and concentrated in silence.
“Come on! Come on! Come on!”
Well.
Silent in spirit, perhaps, but not quite.
It couldn’t be helped.
This was just her nature.
Even watching broadcasts, Silent Gamer would chat away loudly, making a big fuss. While watching the news alone, she’d even audibly click her tongue at things—that was who she was. In an emergency like this, she couldn’t afford to keep quiet.
At least the mic was off, so it didn’t matter.

[How much longer?]

Buja, working alongside her, asked.

Their work pace was similar enough that they already knew roughly how much each had gathered.
Buja was asking the rest of the team.

[Hmm, almost reached the center. We’ve destroyed almost all the external turrets we installed. Are the bombs unlimited or something?]

Facing a situation more desperate than expected, Silent Gamer—or rather, the Ant—moved across the Field even more urgently, mining ore at an accelerated pace.

[Don’t worry. Gather at your own pace.]

[Baek Do-yul, are you scared?]
[Ha! Take your time! Take your time!]

“Huaaah!”

Whether it was deliberate humor or genuine indifference, Silent Gamer felt the pressure of the situation acutely—their position was far from good.
Why on earth had she been given such a critical role?
She’d clearly intended to just ride the Abbot’s coattails!
“Okay well technically I’m still riding the coattails! But never mind! Let me just gather!”
For the first time in her life, she poured out all her strength, willpower, and focus—her absolute best—the same level she’d never given even during her entrance exam.
As if entering a trance-like state, as serious as warriors lost in meditation.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
She worked the jackhammer and mined resources.
And, a few minutes later.

[Done! We got it all! All of it!]

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Every fortress contained a space packed full of Sleeping Bags, Resource Boxes, electrical equipment, weapons, Turrets, and more.

The Turrets, building walls, and Sniper Tower situated outside were merely façades designed to prevent easy access to this place.
The outer walls of the Main Base would never break.
More precisely, they were designed so that four bombs couldn’t possibly destroy them, and those outer walls were reinforced with the strongest, highest-tier wall enhancement available.
The reason other buildings weren’t protected this way was purely due to resource scarcity.
The material needed to reinforce outer walls to maximum durability could be purchased with currency from the Survivor Camp, but there was a purchase limit.
The implication was clear: reinforce only the Main Base.
In any case, the Main Base would never fall.
The doors could be destroyed and sections of the outer walls penetrated to break in, but the structure itself stood firm.
“Get ready to push up! Covering fire!”
So the attacking team had to push the tower steadily, climbing upward.
Well, steadily wasn’t quite accurate.
Flashbang Grenades.
Hand Grenades.
Smoke Grenades.
And.
“Helicopter up!”
A helicopter ready to land the moment the defense couldn’t properly monitor the sky.
Everything was prepared.
“Let’s go!”
They had committed fully and prepared thoroughly.
They hadn’t underestimated.
If they had, they would have simply launched the raid once they’d done some farming.
“Phew. This is our victory.”
Lloyd felt confident standing before the Main Base door.
Bang!
The door required over ten bombs to open, and placing each one was tedious work.
Bang!
He retreated, then moved back to the door.
Bang!
Tension crept in.
Yet Lloyd, unbothered, moved back to the door to plant another bomb.
Seventeen members were currently covering him, excluding the four who would respawn.
Then it happened.
Bang!
Bang!
Two shots rang out.
‘Huh?’
“He’s dead!”
“Kya—! I—.”
He was dead.
But the assault team was cheering.

[—…this!]

The reason became clear from the chatter that followed.

That person was Seo Jun.

[Finally got one cut.]

[We’re going to harass and suppress them all day long today. Agreed?]

Typically, teams would set up Treasure Chests in various locations, prepared for when their Main Base reverted to a primitive state.

After successfully raiding, they would try their hardest to find and destroy those. And even if they couldn’t find them all, they’d spend the entire day killing and harassing that team reduced to a primitive state.
It wasn’t about resources.
Their goal was to suppress that team.
“That’s already one kill! Haha. Once they turn into natives, how many more will die? And what can they even do? Crossbows like on the first day?”
Lloyd laughed softly.
But the leader was a leader for a reason.

[Lloyd, just stay there. We’re adding people.]

“Huh? Why?”

[I just talked with the Bear Team and the Raider Team. Something seems off.]

“What do you mean?”

[They say it looked intentional. That he’s not someone who should die. He might’ve let himself die to target our Forward Base with the Sleeping Bags outside.]

‘What are they talking about?’

Sure, they’d never seen him make a mistake.
But that was very likely because they’d only watched edited videos.
No matter how skilled they were, they couldn’t possibly watch all of Seo Jun’s live streams hour after hour.
“Understood.”

[Yeah, take your time breaking through. We don’t mind if it takes a bit longer. Just guard the base. You’re on three deaths anyway. Plus, those two people went missing…]

Lloyd waited casually on the roof of the Forward Base, alongside the original sentries, for the additional personnel being sent.

[Baek Do-yul down! Moving to the next tier.]
[Throwing flashbangs?]

[These guys turning into natives… I’m confident we’ll have real fun with them. When does this end? Sigh.]

Then it happened.

Did they go to the Main Base after dying?

Such thoughts flooded Lloyd’s mind, but soon a bigger question took its place.
Someone was approaching at an opportune moment.
It was Seo Jun, wielding a Frying Pan.
“What?”
And that’s when Lloyd immediately understood what strategy they had prepared and shouted.
“Ha! Reaching Tier 4 doesn’t change anything! Try stopping us!”
And exactly two minutes later.
The Hunter Team’s northern Forward Base—all three buildings—were destroyed, and Lloyd respawned at their Main Base under siege.

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