I Have Returned, but I Cannot Lay down My Gun
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"Ah, it's been seven minutes since the match started, and Harmony's squad has seized control of point B! Kim Manager's team is being ripped apart within minutes!"

 

Absolute chaos.

It was hard to say whether this was a situation that required exclaiming, "What on earth is happening?" or simply accepting it with, "Of course, that’s just how it goes." A scenario unfolded before hundreds of thousands of viewers that left them utterly dumbfounded, as if their brains had shut down.

The beginning was standard, as expected. Since it was the first round, both teams adopted a basic strategy—leaving a small reserve force at the base while the main forces clashed at B, the central area. It wasn’t so much a strategy as it was an obvious choice.

But that was precisely why it became a straightforward battle of strength against strength, a test of brute force that revealed the power gap between the two teams most directly.

After a few intense minutes of blood for blood,

As the ground was littered with brass casings, members of both teams began to fall, one by one, onto the cold ground. Strategic supplies were released, unleashing sheer destruction as the battle escalated.

Surprisingly, the first team to start faltering was Harmony's team. More precisely, while Harmony's squad remained intact, other teammates fighting separate battles fell faster than expected. And with B under enemy control, the reinforcement speed had become an issue.

Thus, it was five versus ten. Harmony’s squad wasn’t at B, but rather blocking the path from C, the home base. At first glance, the situation appeared disadvantageous.

However,

"Copy that. Sending a squad your way immediately."

A flicker at point A signaled a loss of control. Harmony had already instructed her team to regroup with the two stationed at C and push on A if they died, and this was executed flawlessly.

At that moment, Harmony, wielding her unyielding spear, pierced through B like a sharp blade.

"Five approaching head-on!"

"Five? Understood. Let’s hold them off."

Six allies, five enemies.

Numerically, they weren’t overwhelmingly advantaged, nor disadvantaged—an almost even match. B was breached rather easily due to the equal numbers, but that was expected. What happened next, however, was anything but ordinary—Harmony's squad captured one of the B terminals, dug in, and fortified their position against further intrusions.

It wasn’t an unfamiliar tactic. But with the addition of their personal trophy system—a hard-kill defense intercepting explosives—the situation grew increasingly complicated.

They needed to be driven out, and fast.

But,

 

The situation grew even stranger.

With A and C taken, only B remained. Half the team had been wiped out at A, despite reinforcing with a squad. While three enemies were down, the kill log showed that ‘Cartographer’ hadn’t fallen once, only claiming kills.

And at that moment, Harmony’s squad, entrenched at B, began their offensive.

With a cold voice, she declared,

"New orders. Within three minutes, make sure our team is the only one walking on B."

And that was exactly what happened.

A spear with overwhelming piercing power drove into B, shattering the balance of power in an instant.

───Thud thud thud! Bang!

"Defense turret down! Unable to repair!"

"Grenade, grenade! Argh!"

"Fall back to A! Abandon B! The last line of defense is breached—ugh!"

"No, you don't."

Within less than a minute, the last defensive line was obliterated. Adhesive bombs attached to the defensive turrets crumbled the first line of fire, and Harmony's squad cut through.

Smoke and flames covered the ground as seeker mines left their distinctive marks, with Harmony leading the charge, spraying everything in sight. Silenced shots rang out, each magazine taking out two enemies.

As the empty magazine bounced once off the ground and hit it again, Harmony reloaded and aligned her sights with her line of vision.

A green laser pointer swept through the air, and a finger pulled the trigger, driving a green-tipped bullet through armor and into the lobby-bound body. An impossible reaction time.

The numbers dwindled rapidly. By the time the enemies realized it, Harmony had ducked behind cover, and her squad charged in, slicing through enemy territory like pieces of cake.

Not even 30 seconds later,

 

The situation reset to the beginning.

"Seriously, the breach power is…"

Beyond imagination?

How could one even describe this?

This wasn’t the sort of suffocating pressure even felt during mock battles with professional gamers. It wasn’t a human versus human fight; it felt more like witnessing the downfall of a fool challenging an inevitable fate.

It wouldn’t have been enjoyable if it happened to oneself, but reality was harsh, and unfortunately, the game was still on. In other words, there was no time for reflection or strategic discussion.

Losing B meant they’d secured the shortest route to A or C, ensuring fluid squad maneuvers.

He decided to rectify the situation as quickly as possible.

"…Let’s focus on reclaiming territory. We’ll concentrate all forces on B and send a detachment to C. Instead of a headlong rush, we’ll control the deployable areas from B."

Immediate and useful strategies had to be adopted. Kim Manager was the captain and navigator of this ship. Confidence wasn’t something that came naturally; it was something you either created or seized.

The team members moved swiftly. Two five-man teams and a two-man detachment. In his opinion, a squad was merely a group of operatives, often restructured to follow another leader.

They had practiced for this.

Ten split into two groups quickly approached B. The aerial drone lifted to assess the defensive turret angles, confirming blind spots.

However, thorough analysis required human lives. Machines couldn’t determine all variables; someone had to take a bullet to find out. Harmony's team was no pushovers—if anything, they were the stronger team.

Kim Manager, with his experience as an analyst for a pro team and his skills as a streamer, could tell as much, so how must the others have felt?

 

"Bravo Team, enter through the transmitted route. We’ll infiltrate in sequence."

Preparations were nearly complete.

The most crucial task was tracking Harmony’s squad movements. With their asymmetric forces at B, reclaiming territory became significantly more challenging.

There were nine enemies at B. They had ten. One extra wasn’t much of a disadvantage. The rest…well, he hated to say it, but it would come down to luck. Even the most thorough training might not prove its worth here.

They entrusted everything to instinct and muscle memory, dividing enemy territory piece by piece. Patience was key. Isolating each enemy one by one was the most important.

However,

"Harmony’s squad is moving. What should we do?"

"…The longer we drag this out, the worse it gets. Let’s fortify defenses and wear down B."

Even if they died, being wiped out piecemeal had to be avoided. Tangling reinforcements left no solution. Complete annihilation was better for future chances.

They managed to hold their ground at B. With two sharp ends clashing head-on, the odds were more balanced, and that’s how it turned out.

But then, Harmony’s squad began their approach.

"…Keep me updated, especially on Harmony’s movements."

"No direct assault signs yet. She’s issuing orders, so an action seems imminent."

"Got it."

And how much time had passed?

"They’re coming."

───Boom!

With the sound of explosions, the most tactical and crude form of combat began. From strategy to tactics, with a mint green flash leading the charge. Every time one of her squad was slaughtered, the primal screams and MK47 gunfire echoed.

This skirmish would lay the groundwork for better decisions in the next fight. Even defeat could be deemed a tactical retreat.

Without thinking this way, there was no justifying this mess.

"This is too much."

A hollow laugh escaped.

Domination wasn’t won by one person’s performance alone, but if a squad’s leader was as skilled as its members, that changed everything.

Numbers weren’t the issue. Breaking the opponent’s core forces was everything. A decisive blow or asymmetrical force to turn the tide….

Without it, closing the gap was impossible.

As ten dwindled to six, Kim Manager ordered an immediate retreat.

"Retreat. To the designated rendezvous. We’ll retreat along Bravo Team’s route. Mechanic, use every skill you’ve got."

Boom!

Smoke, flames, and flashes erupted everywhere.

Predictably, the losses continued. Retreat was among the most perilous maneuvers, and rallying forces was even harder.

But he overlooked one thing: Harmony's breakthrough was as effective in pursuit as in assault.

───Boom!

And in that instant, a mint-colored blur pierced through the smoke and glanced his way with deadly intent.

"Where are you off to in such a rush?"

Should he consider suicide tactics next time?

Unfortunately, the response to that thought was a rifle butt. As his body was overwhelmed, the tremor of boots reached him.

That was the last sensation he felt before respawning.

"First match of the Streamer Competition goes to Harmony's team-!"

For some, it was foreseeable.

For others, a shocking turn of events.

Reactions varied as widely as the news’ impact on fans versus the indifferent.

However, one thing was certain—Harmony had made an unforgettable impression in front of hundreds of thousands, and erasing this first match from their minds would be today’s biggest challenge.

Applause erupted, cheers filled the air, the commentator's praise, and the envious gazes of her teammates. But her expression remained somewhat pensive, as if lost in thought.

Yujin shared a similar reaction.

The only difference was that Harmony hadn’t reached a conclusion, while Yujin—and Dice sitting beside her—had.

Dice spoke first.

"This Kim Manager streamer, he’s got solid skills. But his analysis seems sharper."

"I’d say that’s pretty accurate."

After a moment, Yujin added,

"If Kim Manager squeezes out all his strength, he might be able to send a squad member or two—or Harmony—back to respawn. Whether he’s prepared for that will likely decide the outcome."

"What do you think, Yujin? Do you think Harmony’s prepared?"

"Hmm."

She smiled slightly and added,

"Of course. Who else would be her mentor?"

Dice chuckled wryly and turned his focus back to the screen.

The second match was about to begin.

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