At first, the positions were clear, but as time passed, it became a complete disaster where everyone was at each other’s throats.

The gazes of the general users, who were chatting as if watching a fire across a river, turned toward the outer wall of 47, which seemed a bit more crumbled than before, as if it couldn’t withstand the countless attacks.

The countdown was now heading toward the 5-hour mark.

At that moment, while the numbers ticking at the top center continued to decrease, the atmosphere inside 47 was completely different from what the outside users expected. Because their voice chat room…

―…….

―…….

…was currently as quiet as a grave. Even though all the Alliance Members were in the same voice chat room.

‘What on earth is going on.’

Mo Yeon-hu stared blankly at the screen. It had been about 6 hours since he logged in; he hadn’t been playing long compared to usual, but the fatigue was significant.

It was the same for the others, so taking advantage of a brief lull in the attacks, everyone except the repair team had gathered in the same room for a break and a strategy meeting.

―It’s really strange.

After the silence, it was Shin Jadu who spoke first. Her tone suggested it was truly bizarre, and she had every reason to think so.

―How do they know exactly where to hit, no matter how much we change it?

That was exactly it.

―I really don’t understand why rockets and cannons keep flying toward the major structures.

Because no matter how much they moved 47’s core buildings, the opponents would unerringly attack from the outer wall nearest to them.

―Jadu-nim! Isn’t MouseTrap locked up right now?

―Right. He kept saying he wasn’t a spy and that it was unfair, so I just locked him up. Since he was close with Opening. I even had someone monitor him to make sure he stayed logged out all day today, just in case.

―That’s what I mean~. Because of the Opening incident, even the building mode permissions were locked~.

―Exactly. No one should be able to see the map except for me, Miu, and GoodLuck-nim….

―Could it be GoodLuck-nim?

―If GoodLuck-nim were a spy, we would have been wiped out already.

―Haha~.

Just as GoodLuck said, because the spy Opening had tried to survey the interior layout of the Alliance, the building mode was locked for everyone except the leaders Miu and Shin Jadu, and GoodLuck, who was in charge of construction. As a result, no one else could even build their own private bases for the time being.

―There’s nowhere else for information to leak. Based on everyone’s support, we’ve been changing the attack and defense positions ourselves when the time comes….

―And we’re constantly changing the locations of the buildings.

Everyone couldn’t help but have doubts. They were assigning positions randomly within the limits of their class roles, and the leaders were constantly changing the locations of major buildings, so people had almost no opportunity to survey the map.

‘Where exactly is it leaking from?’

But there was no time to think further.

―Break time is over. Attack Team 1, assemble at Coordinate C. Repair Team, take the cannons now, and the rockets too.

Thud, along with the sound of shelling that hit his ears again, Miu immediately ran toward the outer wall.

With a clanking sound, the repair team immediately took their places at the cannons and rockets.

―Cannon cooldown, how many seconds.

―7 seconds!

―6 seconds left.

―8 seconds.

―Sync with the 8-second cannon cooldown, and for the rockets, hit your individual targets after the initial cannon strike. The target is…….

Click, click, click. The attack teams, standing quickly on the outer wall, followed suit with their muzzles aimed at the enemy lines, and the cannon moved with a whirring sound.

―C 1 o’clock, strike.

Boom! As soon as the words were spoken, a cannonball flew in a rapid arc. In an instant, black shells streaked above the outer wall, trailing smoke, and rockets followed behind them.

―Report starting from the left as number 1.

―Watchtower at 1 o’clock, 1st squad strike!! No one in sight.

―Outer wall 3 didn’t crumble, preparing for a restrike!

―Number 2… two people! One on the roof, one on the floor below!

―Headshot on the roof. One out. Healer, get on them.

―Healer stunned.

In an instant, the Alliance Members lined up were quickly identifying the situation and engaging in counter-fire and attacks even amidst the non-stop onslaught.

The voices, which were scattered at first, became more serious as time passed, and it was visible that their reflexes were getting faster. And.

―Defense team will take over both at C now, clean up the rest. We’re moving to E. Get the helicopter in the air.

―Yes!

―Got it!!

Amidst the people who had been lined up and were now quickly scattering to the left and right, one person was walking straight. It was Miu, Kwon Mi-eon, boarding the helicopter quickly with a long sniper rifle slung over their back.

‘So cool….’

Mo Yeon-hu couldn’t take his eyes off Miu’s back. Was it because of the first-person perspective, or was it because he was too immersed?

‘Why does that keep looking like Kwon Mi-eon?’

Now, that sniper character even started to look like Kwon Mi-eon.

Of course, he thought Kwon Mi-eon was much better than Miu.

‘Kwon Mi-eon has better proportions and a better fit. Of course, that cool and cold feeling is similar… no, he’s not just cold. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkle like this; rather than being cold, it’s extremely…….’

Wait a minute.

‘…What am I doing?’