Listening to what Claire had just told them... Hide's eyes widened slightly.
A two-man squad dropped into a massive survival phase against fully intact, seven-man squads from rival countries? It wouldn't be a competition. It would be a sanctioned execution.
"That's a death sentence," Rol muttered, shaking his head. "They use the Solo rounds to weed out the weak links, leaving the survivors to get slaughtered by the premier countries who maintained their full rosters."
"Exactly," Claire confirmed. "There are very real, very high chances of death in the Team rounds. If we want to even have a realistic hope of placing in the Top 50 as a national team, we need at least four of our members to cross that one thousand point threshold. I cannot protect you in the Solo rounds. You must all look out for your own ranking goals, secure your own points, and survive."
