48: Chapter 48 Holy crap! So many people are attacking the three of us?!

"Hit me! Hit me! I'm right here!"

Liu Wei actually stood up and shouted in the direction the bullets were flying from.

The next second, another paintball hit him precisely in the chest.

Liu Wei looked down at the glaring yellow splotch on his chest and was completely stunned.

"I... I'm 'dead'?"

Qin Feng yanked him behind cover and cursed, frustrated by his incompetence:

"Are you fucking stupid? You're actively asking for death?"

"I was just trying to lure them out..." Liu Wei said, aggrieved.

Qin Feng couldn't be bothered with him; he had already locked onto the enemy's position using 'Danger Perception'.

Southeast, thirty meters away, behind a boulder, two people.

He didn't choose to return fire but instead gestured to Zhao Hu, pointing toward the flank.

Zhao Hu understood immediately, hunched over, and stealthily crept over.

Qin Feng, meanwhile, drew fire from the front, firing a shot every now and then.

His marksmanship was very 'sloppy', with all the bullets hitting the rock.

The opponents seemed to think they were soft targets and suppressed them with even heavier fire.

Just as they were having a grand time exchanging fire, Zhao Hu had already circled to their flank and rear.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out, and two trails of white smoke rose from behind the rock.

The battle was over.

Although they won, Qin Feng couldn't feel happy at all.

In just one skirmish, they had 'lost' Liu Wei, that blockhead.

And this was just the beginning.

Over the next two days, they encountered several more attacks.

Although the other members of the Seventh Squad fought hard under Qin Feng's command, their field combat experience was truly too poor.

With one side gaining and the other losing, Qin Feng's personal ability was severely dragged down.

He was like a King-tier player carrying a bunch of Bronze-tier teammates who only knew how to shout '666'.

Several times, they were successfully ambushed by other squads.

Although they eventually turned the tide and won thanks to Qin Feng's efforts, the team also paid a heavy price.

The morning of the third day.

Only Qin Feng, Zhao Hu, and Li Lang remained in the Seventh Squad.

Li Lang became the team's new 'atmosphere coordinator'.

"Brother Feng, something isn't right!"

Zhao Hu lay on a small hillside, observing the area below with binoculars, his expression grave.

"I've discovered that it seems like all the squads are converging on our position."

"What does that mean?" Li Lang leaned over.

"It means we are surrounded."

Zhao Hu lowered his binoculars, his tone serious.

"I just saw at least five different squads. They are signaling each other, forming a massive encirclement, and their target is us!"

Li Lang exploded on the spot.

"Holy crap! So many people attacking the three of us?"

"Do they have no shame? Can't they afford to lose? Bullying us with numbers?"

Zhao Hu shook his head: "This isn't strange. Brother Feng is now recognized as the strongest in the New Recruit Training Camp. In their eyes, our Seventh Squad is the biggest threat."

"So, they've reached a tacit agreement to team up first, clear our entire Seventh Squad out of the game, and then fight among themselves for the win."

"This tactic, while dirty, is very effective."

After hearing this, Li Lang had the expression of someone suffering from constipation.

"Then what do we do? This is a fucking hell-difficulty start!"

"The opposition is an reinforced company, and we only have a squad, and it's a fucking broken one at that!"

Everyone looked at Qin Feng; he was the backbone of the team.

Yet, there wasn't a hint of panic on Qin Feng's face.

He had long since seen through these people's intentions.

There was no need to guess; this must be Wei Kai and Shi Lei stirring the pot behind the scenes.

Want to drown me with human wave tactics?

A cold arc curled at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

"If they want to play, I'll play along with them."

"Don't they like to group up?"

"Then I'll completely scatter their group!"

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as a bold plan took shape in his mind.

"We aren't running anymore."

"Right here, we'll fight a guerrilla war against them! An assassination war!"

Zhao Hu and Li Lang were both stunned.

Three people against over a hundred? And wanting to play assassination?

Brother Feng, are you sure you aren't joking?

...

Meanwhile, at the logistics medical camp on the edge of the island.

Li Qingxue was skillfully bandaging a boy with a sprained ankle.

Over the past few days, she had completely adapted to the role of a field medic.

There were more and more 'wounded' in the camp.

Some were injured from falls or scrapes due to being unfamiliar with the environment.

Some were suffering from vomiting and diarrhea after eating wild berries by mistake.

Most of them were those who had been 'killed' and eliminated, marked with paintball stains on their bodies.

Every time a new 'wounded' person was sent to the camp, Li Qingxue's heart would uncontrollably tighten.

She would immediately rush over to confirm that the person wasn't Qin Feng.

After seeing it wasn't him, she would breathe a sigh of relief.

But deep down, an even deeper worry would well up.

If he hadn't been eliminated yet, did that mean he was facing an even more dangerous situation?

As time went on, the news coming back from the front lines made the atmosphere in the entire medical camp grow tense.

"Have you heard? The Seventh Squad is being focused by every other team!"

"I was taken out by the Seventh Squad! That Qin Feng is simply not human!"

"He's like a ghost. Our ten-man squad didn't even see his shadow before he wiped us all out by himself!"

A boy with paint on his face said, still shaken.

"One person? That's impossible! I heard it was three people! They're like mad dogs, biting everyone they see!"

"More than just mad dogs, they're practically reapers!"

"Our squad was sleeping when they crept over and stole all our guns. They even drew turtles on our faces with twigs!"

"You guys had it easy! Our team was tricked by their trap; over a dozen of us fell into a big mud pit and couldn't climb out, and then the three of them stood by the edge and picked us off one by one. The scene was incredibly humiliating!"

Li Qingxue listened silently to these discussions, her heart filled with complex emotions.

She could imagine Qin Feng leading his few remaining teammates, acting as enemies to over a hundred people in the jungle.

How difficult and tragic that must be.

Her heart was involuntarily pulled toward that figure.

Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the camp.

"Quick! A stretcher! We have a seriously wounded person here!"

Li Qingxue's heart tightened, and she stood up abruptly.

She saw a few medics carrying a stretcher, rushing in hurriedly.

The person on the stretcher was wearing the Seventh Squad's uniform!

It was someone from the Seventh Squad!

Li Qingxue's head buzzed, and she involuntarily thought of that familiar figure.

Qin Feng!

"Is it Qin Feng?"

Without a second thought, she rushed over.

Li Qingxue's voice became somewhat shrill due to extreme tension.

The eyes of the entire medical camp instantly focused on that stretcher.