Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

However, more people knew that Lincoln had been practicing martial arts and learning cold weapons for combat.

But both of these things were only known within his security team and Cloud Dream, with hardly anyone outside knowing about them.

At this moment, seeing Lincoln not using his gun but instead rushing forward with a knife, Ren Jian couldn’t help but feel nervous for him.

However, the development of events exceeded his imagination—

Although guns were fast and accurate within seven steps, if the field of vision was less than 3 meters and being shot didn’t affect one’s ability to move, plus just hitting the target anywhere would result in instant death…

The outcome was really up for debate!

As the enemy saw Lincoln darting out from the dense fog, the cold blade was already on their face!

As they pulled the trigger, their face received a solid slash!

Two bullets did nothing, and the next moment a medical bag was thrown from behind, accurately hitting Lincoln’s back.

Grabbing the shoulders of the dead enemy, Lincoln gave a forceful push!

Immediately, a burst of gunshots sounded! Bullets flew towards the corpse of the dead player.

Lincoln, following the sound of gunfire, took three steps in two strides and made a horizontal slash, sending another opponent who was shooting randomly to his death.

Another Italian player realized he had been tricked and immediately turned his gun towards Lincoln.

However, Lincoln’s movements didn’t stop as he lunged forward without caring about his dignity. He rolled from under the enemy’s crotch and then pounced on the last enemy near the window!

Behind him, the enemy’s legs suddenly gushed a stream of blood!

Clearly, Lincoln had fiercely slashed while rolling past the enemy’s crotch!

As this Italian brother went to heaven, he lowered his head to see his own crotch area spewing blood and couldn’t help but swear in Italian: “Cazzo di merda!(Damn it!)”

Behind him, there was a crisp sound like firecrackers. He looked back to see—

Lincoln had crashed into his teammate’s arms, and the two of them, with an immense force, shattered the already broken window, falling together from the second floor.

Vicotria, who had been following behind with a medical bag in one hand and an emergency syringe in the other, saw Lincoln falling and hurriedly ran to the window to look down.

Lincoln was half-kneeling on the Italian player, his military knife piercing through the enemy’s chest, nailing the last opponent to the ground!

In just a few seconds, the battle was over!

There was a brief pause in the live broadcast room, and then—

“Holy shit! What just happened?!” Daxia players exclaimed.

“That was so cool!” Ren Jian exclaimed.

“Chinese Kongfu!” Overseas players shouted.

Various languages popped up, cheering for Lincoln’s excellent performance.

However, soon the players had new questions:

“Wait a minute! I admit it was cool, but what happened? Isn’t Battlefield a war game?”

“You got it wrong! This isn’t Battlefield; this is Mount and Blade!”

“Where did Lincoln learn this? Doesn’t he have anything else to do?!”

“He didn’t cheat by secretly activating [Assassin Bloodline], did he?”

“How is that possible, who would cheat in front of tens of millions of people?”

“It’s hard to say! Ever since I saw the transformer during the Death Racing event, I have had a hard time believing his character…”

…

Lincoln couldn’t bother celebrating, and quickly returned to Camille Victoria.

Although they had stolen the point, they were completely exposed to the enemy’s sights.

The opponent would come to their aid soon, so the next challenge was to hold the position!

“How’s the situation on your side?” Lincoln asked in the squad channel.

“Going smoothly!”

“Didn’t encounter any experts?” Lincoln continued.

“Didn’t notice any, they might have been sent by the self-destructive tactic… Damn it!”

“What happened?”

“I was killed by somebody.” Yi said, frustrated.

“What the hell?” Super Tomato’s voice suddenly came, “I was also killed by someone?!”

“It must be that elite squad charging back!” Lance’s voice rang out, accompanied by his rhythmic gunshots.

At the edge of the vision, Lance’s kill records kept popping up.

But at the same time, that orz ID popped up again, as if competing with Lance, constantly refreshing the kill records.

The experts on both sides, Daxia and Italy, were going all out, and both their players started to make sacrifices and be revived.

The struggle for Point C was once again in a heated state!

Italian players couldn’t ignore their base being stolen and turned around to go back to Point A, trying to recapture the base.

But the distance between Point B and Point A was quite far.

Lincoln even had time to take out the sniper rifle and target the scattered Italian players who were coming to their aid, preventing them from entering the point.

Until one of the opponents, a hot-tempered guy, ignored the fierce battle at Point C and drove a tank straight over.

But knowing that the well-coordinated elite squad wouldn’t return, Lincoln didn’t hesitate at all. He stood at the top of the stairs holding a smoke grenade, waiting for the enemies to rush up.

Camille Victoria hid around the corner, holding a medical bag, ready to heal at any moment.

Sure enough, the opponent’s tanks and infantry arrived at Point A simultaneously.

A total of eleven people stormed over, surrounding the small building where Lincoln and Camille Victoria were on the second floor.

However, due to spatial constraints, only four people were able to rush up in the first wave.

Lincoln looked at the densely packed formation of the four charging opponents, didn’t even bother throwing the smoke grenade, and right when they reached the top of the stairs, he leaped directly from the second floor into the center of the group!

Then it was—head and face slashing all around!

In the blink of an eye, the four enemies beside him collapsed simultaneously, bleeding profusely!

At this moment, he fully proved that in this game, cold weapons for one-hit killing enemies far surpassed firearms in terms of killing effectiveness!

Before more enemy bullets swept over, Lincoln had already jumped back to the second floor.

The Italian player charged up the stairs again.

But in the instant of rounding the corner, the player in the front suddenly felt their calf hit something, unconsciously lowering their head to look at the blind spot of the staircase corner.

And that triggered landmine immediately responded to him enthusiastically—

“Boom——”

Three unlucky guys died simultaneously.

The remaining people didn’t dare to charge, taking out a hand grenade and throwing it to the second floor.

Then it was slapped back by the well-prepared Lincoln with the back of his knife!

“Boom——”

Following closely behind, Lincoln went past the dead unlucky guys, finished off the low-health dazed players, and charged at the last two enemies who couldn’t help but feel uneasy and began to have thoughts of retreat.

5 seconds later, the last two enemies were slain under his knife.

Lincoln waved his hand to shake off the non-existent blood on the knife—in a single-player campaign, the knife would leave bloodstains after stabbing someone, but not in a multiplayer game.

“Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness.”

Lincoln sighed.

But before he could even show off, Camille Victoria on the second floor suddenly shouted, “Lincoln! So many people are coming!”

“How many is ‘many’?”

“At least 20!”

“Don’t panic! It’s just 20 people, nothing to be afraid of!” Lincoln calmly replied.

“Huh?” Camille Victoria was surprised.

She thought that 11 people were already enough to require cunning and setting traps to deal with, and that it would be impossible to defend against 20 people, right?

Live Streaming audience was also very surprised, Ren Jian even immediately exclaimed, “Is this about to become an unparalleled swordsman?”

But in the next moment, they heard Lincoln sigh and say, “There’s no way, I originally wanted to live with everyone as an ordinary person…”

In between, he switched to the team channel and shouted: “Point A!”

“I, Lincoln, am coming to support!”

As soon as his voice fell, within two seconds, teammates were redeploying at Point A.

The moment they landed and saw Lincoln, that guy immediately shouted in the team channel: “It’s really Lincoln! I thought it was a spoof name!”

——Lincoln would never do anything like “avoiding name taboos,” nor would he forbid players from naming themselves “Lincoln,” everyone was free to pick whatever name they wanted.

So in the game, when people saw someone named Lincoln, they didn’t directly associate it with him.

After that, the redeployed players kept pouring into Point A like dumplings.

Seeing more and more players coming, with the number exceeding 10 and showing no signs of stopping, Lincoln hastily stopped them: “Stop! Stop! Enough is enough!”

“Point C is important, don’t all rush over here!”

Even though he tried his best to persuade them, by the time they stopped, 21 people had squeezed into Point A.

Point A suddenly became lively:

“Boss Lin, Boss Lin! You’re my idol!”

“Yeah, yeah, if this were Night City, I’d give you at least two shots!”

“When will the exciting weapons come?”

“When will the 99 Mod be updated?”

“When will the 7th Generation Fighters be updated?”

“When will the satellite weapon be updated?”

…

A bunch of people surrounded Lincoln, chattering with their various thoughts.

“Stop!!!” Lincoln shouted loudly, interrupting them: “We’re at war! Be serious!”

“If we can’t hold this point, never mind new weapons, I’d even delete your submachine guns!”

“Hahaha.”

“Stingy!”

The players dispersed, laughing loudly, and prepared to meet the opponents.

Waiting for the opponents to arrive, Lincoln worried that there would be insufficient forces in the frontal battlefield because of the reduced number of players, unconsciously paying attention to the kill record on the edge of his field of vision.

When he focused his attention there, the kill record would automatically move to the center of his vision, making it easier to watch.

Then Lincoln noticed a problem: those Italian players who lived longer and could frequently get kills had strange IDs—

[orz]

[: )]

[lol]

[hahaha]

[???]

[wuhu]

[IDJloveme]

…

Looking at these IDs, Lincoln subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked at them again, trying to confirm if he had seen something wrong.

But no.

They were indeed Italian players, and they appeared frequently, most likely members of that “Elite Squad.”

It is true, just looking at their IDs can’t prove anything, but the more Lincoln looked at them, the more he felt that these IDs didn’t look like the names Italian players would choose, but rather more like…

Daxia players’ style of naming!

This…Could it be that a big fight has engulfed the Dragon King’s temple?