Chapter 28 Thanks for the Kills, Senior.…

Chapter 28: Thanks to the Veteran for the Free Kills...

Brother Dog, full name Last Road's Mad Dog, is a renowned streamer in the Flying Fish gaming community.

The live chat was already buzzing with excitement—a seemingly skilled rookie streamer was now pitted against a veteran big-name streamer. Would the seasoned pro prevail, or would the newcomer rise to the occasion?

Even the lurkers emerged, and the number of chat messages multiplied several times over, as viewers called in their friends to witness the spectacle.

Cheng Zikun was also tuned into Yu Xin's stream. Since it was Xin-ge's first time streaming, he naturally wanted to keep an eye on things.

He took a moment to glance at the stream and was immediately stunned by the overwhelming flood of messages.

"What's going on?"

He skimmed through the chat: "Holy shit, why did we have to run into him of all people?"

"What's wrong? Who did we run into?" Jiang Chao asked curiously.

"Last Road's Mad Dog, you know him?" Cheng Zikun said with clear disgust. "He's right across from us right now."

"Last Road's Mad Dog… Flying Fish's Brother Dog?" Jiang Chao frowned. "What are the odds?"

"Is he a streamer on the same platform?" Yu Xin asked, cautiously advancing with his rifle while stealing a moment to speak.

"Yeah, and he's got a lot of fans," Cheng Zikun replied, his tone uneasy. "Xin-ge, you might not know this, but he's kind of… actually, let me message you."

Mindful that they were live and not wanting to cause trouble for Yu Xin, Cheng Zikun held back from saying anything too harsh and quickly typed out a private message to Yu Xin.

[Last Road's Mad Dog has been streaming for years. He's pretty popular, but his character is downright terrible. He got famous by starting fake dramas and backstabbing friends who helped him early on. Now he uses his large fanbase to cyberbully smaller streamers. He's really good at playing the victim, throwing accusations, and stirring up drama. But because he's experienced, entertaining, and knows how to work the crowd, he's always had a big audience. He's basically an old cancer in the Flying Fish gaming scene.]

[His methods are dirty. Running into him isn't a big deal, but I'm worried he might deliberately screw with your head.]

Yu Xin skimmed the message while keeping his eyes on the game. "How's his skill?"

"His skill is actually really good—that's how he built up such a big following. He's even gone up against pro players and held his own; it was about fifty-fifty," Cheng Zikun said gravely.

For Xin-ge, who had just started streaming, running into Last Road's Mad Dog was definitely not a good thing. Losing would be a huge morale killer, and winning might make him a target for retaliation.

It wasn't that he was scared—Xin-ge's skills were solid no matter where he went—but getting tangled up with someone like this meant you never knew when they might sneak in a dirty move. How annoying.

Tch, what awful luck. Why did it have to be him?

"What's there to panic about?" Yu Xin opened his scope to check the situation across from them—no one in sight, everyone was well-hidden.

He pressed his back tightly against the wall, bending into a posture ready to strike, his entire body taut like a tightly drawn bow.

But his tone was casual: "If we run into them, we fight. Being trash at the game is the only real sin. We haven't even started fighting yet—no need to lose our composure."

[lol this streamer is so bold]

[Not a good look for a newcomer to be this arrogant]

[Brother Dog might be... well, you know, but he's still skilled. Streamer, be careful not to talk too much trash and end up embarrassed]

[I'm rooting for the streamer. I've had enough of Last Road's Mad Dog, this tumor of the gaming section. Go crush them!]

[Wonder if Brother Dog has realized this is a streamer too. Bros, I'm going to the other side to scout, be right back]

Over in Last Road's Mad Dog's stream, troublemakers had already brought it up in chat.

"A new streamer who just started today? How interesting."

Last Road's Mad Dog had an average-looking face, slightly chubby, the typical gamer nerd appearance. His tone carried a strange slickness and street-smart arrogance that was very off-putting.

"Just when I was worried I had no good content ideas, the entertainment comes right to me!"

"Today, I'll give this newcomer a free lesson—let him know that the Flying Fish gaming section isn't so easy to thrive in. If you want to make it here, you better stay humble."

"As for the tuition fee, I love teaching and I'm generous too—just a few kills will do, hahaha."

[Is Brother Dog's reputation not enough? What kind of rookie dares to run into us? Brother Dog, wreck him!]

[Someone go tell him on the other side—if he suicides now, he might at least not lose too badly later]

[Taking down a rookie is a piece of cake. Brother Dog, go give him a career shadow he'll never forget, hahaha!]

[Maybe his streaming career ends tonight, lol]

[Heard the other guy is pretty arrogant. What kind of shit acts cocky in front of Brother Dog? Give me the room number, I'll go flame him to death]

The stream's fans were as excited as hyenas spotting fresh meat—birds of a feather. The chat was filled with all kinds of trash talk, clamoring for Brother Dog to teach the other side an unforgettable lesson.

[Coming from the other stream—gotta give credit where it's due, this new guy's skills are decent]

"Pfft," Brother Dog saw this message and paid it no mind. He'd mentally broken so-called "skilled" newcomers before—at least eight or ten of them—and completely destroyed every one. One of them even quit gaming altogether afterward, a feat his fans bragged about for a long time.

This one wouldn't be any different. He was very confident in his skills, but hey, since the newcomer was adding to his content, he might let him live a little longer under his mercy, hahaha.

Back in Yu Xin's stream:

[Report—Brother Dog already knows this is a new streamer. Over there, they're shouting about giving the streamer a lesson he'll never forget. They're being extremely arrogant!]

[How dare they! Keep scouting, report back!]

[Here we go again. Gotta say, the streamer is unlucky. Brother Dog is really good at messing with people's minds. There was once a newcomer he targeted for most of a match—the guy got mentally broken and posted about it on social media, only to get thousands of hate comments from Brother Dog's fans. He ended up quitting the internet entirely. Brother Dog even pretended to step in and stop it, but he was really just adding fuel to the fire.]

[Everyone knows Last Road's Mad Dog is notorious. He built his following by feasting on how many victims. How can so many people like such trash? It's disgusting.]

[What kind of decent person would like him anyway? If the streamer can beat Brother Dog today, it'd be like serving justice.]

[Exactly! I'm putting it out there—if the streamer teaches Brother Dog a lesson today, I'll be a loyal fan from now on!]

Both streams were in an uproar. Many who disliked Brother Dog or had past beef with him flooded into Yu Xin's stream, along with plenty called in by others to watch the drama. The viewer count shot up rapidly.

Yu Xin remained completely unaffected by the chat, calmly assessing the situation.

Brother Dog's team had entered the city earlier and taken the superior position—holding the high ground, easily defensible. They were now testing the waters, firing shots frequently. The gunfire was intense, leaving no room to peek.

The city was resource-rich, so the other side had likely struck gold. Dragging this out would only put his team at a disadvantage.

They had to end this quickly.

Yu Xin made up his mind and commanded, "You two, switch to your highest DPS guns and get ready. We're breaking through to the building across from them."

"Isn't that too risky with low reward?" Jiang Chao objected. "They must've already looted this area. There probably isn't much equipment left."

"There's no better option. They have the advantage in both weapons and position. We have to gamble on this play."

"Well... alright then."

The three of them switched to their guns. With a signal from Yu Xin, they advanced in a triangular formation, forcibly breaking through toward the opponents.

The opponents clearly hadn’t expected such an aggressive move and were caught off guard. By the time they reacted, gunfire erupted all around. But Yu Xin had timed it perfectly—right as the enemies were reloading, he threw a smoke grenade.

White smoke billowed, and under its cover, the three charged into the middle of the road. Bullets constantly hit the ground around them, stirring up clouds of dust.

The gunfire was intense, but Yu Xin moved as if he had eyes in the back—none of the bullets hit him. Just before entering the main gate, he instantly turned back, hitting one of the opponents who had peeked out to shoot at them.

[The streamer’s aim is unreal! How did he pull that off?]

[He didn’t even look back just now. Does he really have eyes on the back of his head?]

[Teach me, teach me! That’s absolutely legendary!]

Once inside the building, Yu Xin, who had already opened the live chat, casually replied, "By listening to the gunfire, combining it with the trajectory, and getting the timing just right—it’s actually not that hard."

Based on the bullet velocity and magazine capacity, he could roughly estimate when the opponents would reload. Seizing that exact moment, he turned and fired, hitting his target dead center.

[That… sounds both simple and difficult at the same time.]

[My brain: I get it. My hands: No, you don’t.]

[To pull this off, you’d need the streamer’s reflexes and precision. Us ordinary folks should just forget about it.]

After closing the door, Cheng Zikun leaned against the wall, panting heavily. "That was… way too intense."

Jiang Chao, unfortunately, had taken a bullet to the leg and was urgently using a healing potion. Although there was no pain in the game, a wounded leg would still hinder movement.

"There should be three opponents left," Yu Xin observed from the window. Having taken one down, the opponents were likely more cautious now, planning to wear them down slowly.

The window remained eerily quiet, with no one exposing themselves. Yu Xin turned back to the other two and said, "Keep drawing their fire from here. Shoot aggressively—make them think all three of us are still in this building."

"What about you?"

"I’m going to sneak over to their building and ambush them."

"Huh?" Jiang Chao’s eyes widened. "But there are three of them and only one of you! Isn’t that suicide?"

"Besides, their firepower is overwhelming. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot. How are you going to get into their building?"

"From the roof."

Yu Xin had already scouted the area before entering. This building and the one opposite were close enough that someone could cross over without any tools.

[???]

[Damn, the streamer’s got some guts! Does he think he’s in an action movie?]

[If he actually pulls this off, I’d believe he’s a retired special forces soldier.]

[I’m ready to record this. If the streamer wins, he’ll be legendary. If he loses, he’ll become a laughingstock. I’m so hyped (rubbing hands).]

"But…" Jiang Chao still wanted to argue, but Yu Xin cut him off decisively, "We don’t have much time. We have to move while they think we’re not prepared. Trust me, just do as I say."

His voice was firm and unwavering, exuding a confidence that made it hard not to believe him.

Cheng Zikun stepped forward and said, "I believe in you, Xin. Go ahead—we’ll hold the fort here."

"Alright, be careful. Wait for my signal."

Yu Xin used the side stairs up to the top floor, where there was a small balcony extending outward, about a meter away from the opposite rooftop.

He built up momentum, leaped forward, and landed lightly on the opposite roof like a cat.

[Impressive moves!]

[Oh no, someone might report to Brother Dog, the streamer should hurry.]

[For sure!! They must have people watching us, streamer be careful ahhhh!]

Yu Xin had already considered what the chat mentioned. His only advantage now was speed—to get downstairs and eliminate them before Brother Dog noticed.

After a quick survey of the terrain, he decided to enter through the rear window from the rooftop of the room where Brother Dog and his team were. He hung from the eaves, holding his breath as he observed the situation inside.

In the room, Brother Dog was furious. They had exchanged fire with the enemy team, yet the opponents remained unscathed while they had lost one of their own.

His teammates were all streamers who usually relied on Brother Dog, and now none dared speak up, afraid of provoking the already enraged Brother Dog.

They were positioned by the window, exchanging fire with the opposite side, whose firepower was intense, as if they didn’t care about ammunition conservation at all.

Brother Dog roughly estimated, "At the rate they’re shooting, their magazines will be empty in less than ten minutes."

He said darkly, "I’m going over there myself, shove the gun barrel in their mouths, and take their heads off."

He had already threatened to destroy the newcomers, but instead of dominating them, he was being suppressed. It had been a long time since he’d felt this frustrated.

He had to get his pride back from them—if he couldn’t, he might as well not call himself Brother Dog anymore.

Just then, one of his teammates glanced at the stream chat and exclaimed, "Brother Dog!"

"What is it? Out with it!" Brother Dog snapped impatiently.

"The chat—the chat says one of them has already come over to our building!!" The person’s voice was full of disbelief.

"What?! How is that possible?"

"But I swear I didn’t see anything! How did he get here?"

"Go check where he is!" Brother Dog stood up abruptly.

Now!

Yu Xin swung through the window, taking advantage of the moment Brother Dog and the other two turned to look. He quickly drew his gun and took down the other two.

Brother Dog, however, dodged nimbly, swiftly grabbing his gun and firing several shots at Yu Xin. Bullets flew everywhere, but Yu Xin dodged with quick footwork. Then, with a quick side kick, he accurately and forcefully struck Brother Dog’s gun-wielding hand.

The kick was incredibly powerful. Although Brother Dog couldn’t actually feel it, he had the sensation that his wristbone had been shattered. The gun flew out of his hand and clattered against the wall nearby.

It’s over, was the only thought that flashed through Brother Dog’s mind as Yu Xin pressed the gun against his forehead.

With a "bang," Brother Dog’s game character collapsed to the ground.

In his final moments, all he saw were the long legs of the person who killed him stepping over his head, and the gun that had just ended him being shoved into his mouth.

The voice was remarkably young and pleasant, casual in tone, but the words nearly made him die from anger.

"First day streaming as a newcomer, thanks to the platform veterans for the kills."

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Author’s note: Once again being called a special forces soldier, Little Fish: Thanks, but really I’m not.

Thank you all so much for your support, I’ll keep working hard!