Max positioned himself on a boulder Northwest of the base, meaning he could move either North or West depending on where the wave spawned.
"We're lucky," Atlas commented.
Indeed, they were pretty lucky. Because the wave appeared from the South, the opposite from where they were hiding.
"I am going now. We will start with my signal."
"Got it."
As soon as Max replied, he saw Atlas run through the gray desert in a stealthy way. He didn't even create a big cloud of dust. From afar, his movement wouldn't be seen clearly.
'While he has no running technique, he can mask his footsteps, eh? Talk about imbalance.' Max thought as he saw Atlas' way of running. 'For now, let's concentrate. The enemy now gathered in the South. I can shoot them easily from this place.'
In just a few seconds, Atlas had positioned himself behind the base, hidden from other enemies. However, unlike the first game, one of the MWRifle members looked around in a lookout. He was clearly wary of the attack.
'Ah, not only did we change our strategy, but they too. They analyzed our play and adapt to it.'
But that wasn't a problem. Max used a hand gesture to inform Atlas about the lookout. His teammate nodded in understanding.
Atlas slowly climbed the wall but timed his appearance when the lookout didn't look in his direction. He successfully entered the enemy base.
Max rested his hand on the trigger and inhaled deeply. He was waiting for Atlas' sign.
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What was his sign? They didn't need to talk about it because it was simple and obvious.
One of the members who was on the lookout earlier used the ladder to resupply. As he went down the ladder...
Puff!
His head exploded, and his body fell to the ground.
Following that...
Bam!
The head of someone on the wall also exploded, and he was downed. The explosion was bigger than before, hitting the other two standing beside him. They got injured and immediately turned around to find the enemies.
"Attack!" The surviving member shouted and turned around without stopping his MG. He found where the sniper was hiding because the shockwave sent a cloud of dust into the air.
He shot randomly toward Max's direction, but the bullets didn't reach. He was too far and was out of the MG's fire range!
"Shit! It can't reach him! We need to hide!"
Grinning, Max shot another bullet toward the guy who tried to shoot him. The bullet grazed the man's hand, but that was enough.
Bam!
The explosion engulfed him whole, and he got downed immediately. The last guy jumped down the wall, trying to hide from the sniper. However, what he met was a muzzle from a rifle instead.
"Too bad."
Zuuzuzuzu!
Jumping down the wall would only work using a perfect technique or if a player used a grappling gun. Atlas made use of the hill and warehouse to descend from the wall when he infiltrated the enemy base. His health was reduced from the fall damage, but he could avoid fracturing his legs.
"I wonder how they were doing," Flexy muttered as he resupplied all his biochemical grenades and ammo. "There is no communication from both of them after they destroyed MWRifle's base."
"They will be fine," Lily answered without looking at Flexy. She finished resupplying and walked out of the warehouse.
Flexy followed suit and chased after her.
"You trust Breeze that much?"
"Un." Lily nodded, "He's strong. It will be fine." She aimed her grappling gun up and flew toward the wall.
Watching her, Flexy could only laugh wryly.
'It seems she still hasn't opened up to me. Or is this her usual attitude toward other people? How strange... She only changed her attitude when Breeze was around. Well, maybe not strange? They liked each other, after all.'
He slowly climbed the ladder and reached the top of the wall after a few seconds. Just as he stepped on the solid wall, Lily had already unloaded her magazine and went to the warehouse again to get more.
At that time...
[Team OrangeSquash has killed the first wave's boss.]
[100 Annihilation Points have been rewarded.]
The notifications rang, followed by a pretty familiar voice.
(Kill steal success, we're coming back, leader.)
Putting his hand on the communication device, Flexy couldn't help but grin widely.
"Roger that, buddy. Have a safe trip."
The communication ended just like that. Looking at the gray desert around him, Flexy let out a sigh.
'Isn't this strategy working better than expected?'
A shiver was sent down his spine. This was too scary. Nothing ever worked this well before.
'Forget it. We can win, so let's not think about anything else.'
After unloading his magazine, he turned around and saw Lily landing on the wall. A smirk was apparent behind the visor.
"See?" She only said that before unloading her ammo and jumping down the wall again.
'Cheeky girl. She's so similar to her brother. In terms of saying a few words. Why can't they express themselves more? Like, speaking a bit more so people won't misunderstand them?'
Sighing, Flexy went down the ladder.
Truly, his team was strange yet strong at the same time. People would ask whether it was a blessing or a curse. For Flexy, however... He considered this a blessing.
Why?
'Because it's interesting this way.'
He laughed loudly like a madman, which Lily saw. After that, she distanced herself from Flexy, calling him creepy.