Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 733 - 739: Self-Deception

Chapter 733: Chapter 739: Self-Deception

Xiao Ran suddenly reached out and replayed the segment where the two cameras went offline on the tablet.

She failed several times because the interval between the two shots was so short that Xiao Ran was unable to accurately pause at the moment the screens went black.

After she remembered she could play it in slow motion, Xiao Ran finally succeeded in observing the interval between the two gunshots.

"The interval between his two shots was 0.08 seconds," she said.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment before he raised his voice and asked, "Are you sure you saw it right?"

Xiao Ran was too lazy to answer Yang Yi’s question.

Brian shook his head gently.

Yang Yi exclaimed, "That’s impossible, how could it be?"

Zhang Yong took a breath and said, "Well, um, if you ask me, let’s not watch anymore. I mean, don’t, don’t, don’t stop watching, just stop looking at the camera feedback. They’ve gone in already, for all we know the fight could be over."

Xiao Ran suddenly came to her senses, quickly switched the signal back, and switched to the feed Schultz had provided.

The Black Devil’s men had entered the building, and the two leading were still the one with the bulbous, ruddy nose and the one with the black ski mask.

There was a concealed camera in the hallway that the Black Devil’s men missed, so they didn’t destroy it, allowing Yang Yi and his team to watch everything unfold with impunity.

Zhang Yong spoke again, this time in a low voice, "Otherwise, let’s not watch it, um, it feels kind of...guilty."

After saying that, Zhang Yong quickly cracked a smile and joked, "I’m kidding, keep watching. Knowing how the enemy fights is useful, but, but, but..."

After several buts, Zhang Yong scratched his head and said, "Don’t you feel like watching is going to damage our confidence..."

Yang Yi really wanted to say it was more than just damaging their confidence—it was like losing their courage.

But these were things he absolutely could not say.

"We’re spies! What are spies? Do spies need to compete in shooting skills? What use is his accuracy to us?"

Brian spoke, his tone as calm as ever, but Yang Yi knew that Brian was under a lot of psychological pressure, tremendous pressure indeed.

If Brian didn’t care, he wouldn’t even bother to say these things at all.

Zhang Yong sighed and said, "I’m a mercenary, okay, let’s just hope we can find an opportunity to strike from behind, otherwise, this really makes one feel... God damn it!"

The image from the camera went black again.

Zhang Yong stared blankly and said, "What happened? I thought I saw something coming in just before the explosion. If I’m not wrong, it should have been a fuel-air bomb explosion, right?"

Brian nodded and confirmed, "Yes, they used a fuel-air bomb. The camera on the first floor has been destroyed."

The camera on the first floor didn’t capture anything before being demolished, which wasn’t particularly surprising or shocking in itself, but using a fuel-air bomb for the job was not quite ordinary.

Yang Yi certainly felt a sense of kinship with the hero’s perception, feeling that if a door was too hard to enter, just use a fuel-air bomb to ensure a clear path ahead. But fighting against people who liked to clear the way with fuel-air bombs was undoubtedly even more stressful.

Fighting someone good with firearms wasn’t so bad; you could always hide behind cover. But these bastards didn’t clear the way with bullets; seeing more people inside meant lobbing a fuel-air bomb, and that didn’t even allow one to hide in peace.

The situation on the first floor was no longer visible, and the second floor remained unseen as well.

Schultz said with dejection, "There’s a camera on the second floor, but it’s not showing any picture now. It might have been damaged in the explosion just now. I’ve sent you the footage from the third floor, and let’s hope this camera doesn’t break again."

On the third floor, one could see people running back and forth, but those were guards. Before long, two people dressed in black finally made it up to the third floor.

Yang Yi, who had been observing through the camera, finally saw a head creeping out at the stairwell.

The guards, of course, saw it too, so their first choice was to throw grenades downstairs.

This time the camera didn’t go out, and it finally captured the scene.

First, there were two intense flashes of light, those were two flashbangs, and then the black hood appeared again.

The figure, wielding two pistols, with the hood, swayed a bit and then, while swaying, he fired a shot. A guard aiming at the stairwell entrance immediately sprouted a burst of blood from his head and collapsed to the side.

"Tsss..."

"So many people aiming and they can’t stop one person?"

Zhang Yong said annoyed, then he shouted loudly, "If it were us...! He would have been dead for sure just now!"

The black hood showed up again, Zhang Yong angrily said, "Shoot, damn it!"

But this time, it was even more extravagant. The black hood darted out, pistols in both hands, a left and a right, both guns fired two flashes of light, and then the four people aiming at the stairwell entrance on both sides were dead.

Their heads were blown apart, they were definitely dead.

"One hand can do it, and so can both?"

Zhang Yong stood up, turned his head and said, "I’m done watching! This bunch of useless trash!"

The figure with the black hood, brandishing two pistols, rushed up to the third floor, followed by the man with the red nose right behind him. The two took sides, and after a few shots were fired, no one on the entire third floor could continue to shoot at them.

Yang Yi didn’t want to watch anymore. He feared that if he continued, he wouldn’t have any courage left to oppose the Black Devil.

Just then, Xiao Ran said in amazement, "Is that a shotgun?"

Yang Yi watched the black hood again, only to see him in the footage tucking the pistols back into their holsters and then pulling a shotgun over his shoulder, kicking open a door with one foot."

Holding the shotgun, he made a round inside the room, and when the black hood came out again, he had switched back to pistols, still one in each hand.

How to put it, dual-wielding is a charming legend, often seen in movies, and sometimes in practice or shooting ranges, but in real combat, seeing someone dual-wield with accuracy on every shot is as rare as spotting a pig flying in the sky.

"He has a shotgun but prefers pistols – how confident must he be in his shooting?"

After making that remark, Yang Yi suddenly said, "Do you think it’s possible that this guy might not be good at long-range shooting?"

A few people looked toward Yang Yi, and although he felt a bit sheepish, he still insisted, "Human energy is limited; I think he’s invincible at close range. Let’s not talk about how we should deal with him for now. I just feel like, could it be that he’s invincible at close range but slack at long range?"

Chris said repeatedly, "Possible! Very possible!"

At that moment, Xiao Ran said disdainfully, "Stop deceiving yourself. Didn’t you see his performance at the main building entrance? Have you not seen how he was with an AK74 killing a target two hundred meters away?"

Yang Yi helplessly said, "Stop it, will you? Can we just pretend his long-range shooting isn’t good?"