CS: I’m Only 16, and You Want Me to Stage an Old Veteran Comeback?

"The Steel Helmets chose a B-site execute on match point, and DD and Xiaosa’s relentless push at B completely melted Tyloo."

"After a chaotic skirmish, only Danking was left to handle this 1v4 clutch. He had no way out."

In the 6557 livestream, Wan Ji Qi's voice was filled with excitement and a hint of disbelief: "In a 1v4, Danking has no choice but to go aggressive. He’s holding a FAMAS and just got MO instantly!"

"But young wasn’t about to give him any chances, peeking out with the AWP and taking him down instantly! Tyloo is done for!"

As Danking fell on the map, Wan Ji Qi raised his voice with enthusiasm: "Let’s congratulate the Steel Helmets for securing their first victory in this BO3 series!"

"The score freezes at this moment. This is young’s first time playing against a team whose name we all recognize, and to everyone’s surprise, he’s even better than we imagined!"

He was in awe, while the chat on the right side of the livestream exploded.

• "Cousin really carried today!"
• "Cousin’s grown into a big bro now. The Steel Helmets' relationships are so messy, haha!"
• "Xiao Yang really delivered!"
• "For sure. Cousin played Mirage brilliantly—it felt so secure. As long as he’s alive, there’s hope for the round."
• "That 1v4 clutch totally won me over."
• "I don’t even know what Tyloo is playing anymore. How are they losing to the Steel Helmets?"
• "They’ve totally lost face. In this state, why even bother going to a Major?"
• "Steel Helmets’ Old Vets are amazing!"

"Cousin really played exceptionally well today. I have to say, his CS talent is way higher than President Ma’s," Wan Ji Qi joked as he also took a jab at his rival.

Wan Ji Qi commented teasingly: "This guy’s probably thinking, ‘So beating Tyloo is this easy? It feels just like regular ranked games.’"

"Just casually taking them down, huh?"

"Young, this youngster, his talent is practically overflowing. That clutch was incredible!" Wan Ji Qi couldn’t help but praise him, before rewinding to the second-to-last round to watch Jiang Yang’s performance again.

Returning to the 1v4 clutch, even from an omniscient perspective, Wan Ji Qi couldn’t see a good solution for Tyloo.

"Look, in this clutch, Tyloo really messed up. In a 4v1 with the bomb at A2, they just needed to hold their angles and guard the bomb."

"But instead, they decided to hunt for the kill. Even if they succeeded, the Steel Helmets still had enough economy to buy next round."

"By going on the offensive, they gave Cousin opportunities to pick them off one by one."

Speaking of this, Wan Ji Qi was clearly pained.

Tyloo is a long-standing CS club in China with a history of glory. Everyone hoped they could rise to prominence again.

But it’s also apparent to all that Tyloo has the skill but often falters in inexplicable ways, leaving fans frustrated by their underperformance.

By contrast, Wan Ji Qi found himself more appreciative of the Steel Helmets’ old veterans.

After all, he has a deep fondness for veteran players in CS.

"However, CSGO highlights are often built on opponents’ mistakes. While Tyloo did mess up here, Cousin capitalizing on those errors was still incredible!"

Wan Ji Qi took a deep breath: "I think this play might end up on HLTV’s Weekly Highlights—it’s just that impressive!"

The members of Tyloo were unaware of Wan Ji Qi’s indirect critique at that moment, but they probably knew the online response would be brutal.

For years, they’ve been resigned to "honorable losses"—losing only to top-tier international teams, which gave them some excuses.

But losing to the Steel Helmets? That’s a different story.

They were all too familiar with the Steel Helmets, and two of their players were even somebody’s former teammates.

Little Ghost was completely dumbfounded.

Two old teammates, retired for years, teamed up with some streamers and completely crushed them.

The thought of future meetups, where DD and MO would undoubtedly tease him about this match, made Little Ghost want to dig a hole and hide.

"That young guy on the other team is insane, right? Didn’t he only have about 500 hours in the game? Is that even possible?" SLOWLY grumbled, clearly baffled by Ma Xixi’s cousin’s prowess.

All these current pro players were top-tier talents, but with only 500 hours of game time, most would still be casual players.

Yet Ma Xixi’s cousin not only went pro but also completely stunned them.

"Having Ma Xixi around must’ve accelerated his learning curve," Little Ghost tried to rationalize.

Reflecting on that pivotal clutch, they honestly didn’t make many mistakes.

Baicai at the bombsite took down two players on A2 and immediately hid behind cover, but still got picked off.

Their attempt to throw a flashbang to suppress the opponent backfired as the other team went aggressive in the 1v4.

Who had the numbers advantage again?

Later, SLOWLY missed a couple of key shots that should’ve finished off the opponent, but young’s insane reflexes completely shattered his confidence.

And Danking? Let’s not even talk about it—he got hit with a "dragon’s head raise," an absurd blind no-scope.

Finally, the USP fell just one shot short. It was so close yet so far.

Clutches like this are infuriating!

SLOWLY glanced at the match stats from Map 1 and couldn’t help but shout: "Is this guy even human!?"

ID: young

Kills/Assists/Deaths: 40/6/16

Non-throw rate: 88.8%

ADR: 124.2

Rating: 2.08

"Ah!?" Wan Ji Qi suddenly yelled, "Holy crap, 40 kills? That’s ridiculous!"

"He killed more people than the last three players on Tyloo combined. Did he have to go this hard?"

"It’s like RMR brought in a ringer. I’m starting to understand Tyloo’s pain now. In just 27 rounds, he dropped 40 kills, practically carrying the veteran players on his back."

Against a player in beast mode like this, even if Tyloo’s average skill level was higher than the Steel Helmets’, winning seemed impossible.

Wan Ji Qi couldn’t help but laugh at the stats.

"But Tyloo still has a chance—it’s a BO3, after all. They can bounce back in the next maps."

"And think about it: Cousin had to drop 40 kills just to win. That’s an insane requirement, haha."

It was obvious that Cousin would gain a lot of attention after this. He might even make a name for himself internationally.

Performances this outrageous only happen a few times a year in CSGO tournaments.

A 2.08 rating! That’s just absurd.

If he could keep playing at this level, he might crush Tyloo entirely.

With the break over, Wan Ji Qi carried this thought as he dove into casting the second map.

Map 2: Dust2

The Steel Helmets picked Dust2 and started as the attackers.

Their win on Map 1 boosted their morale significantly. In the pistol round, Xiaosa quickly secured an ACE at B-site, sending their comms into a frenzy of celebration.

Though no one said it outright, everyone was thinking: Could they actually reverse sweep Tyloo today?

As a result, they played with utmost seriousness and discipline, winning the first three rounds.

When it came to the buy rounds, the Steel Helmets simplified their strategy.

They stuck to default map control and combined it with A-long skirmishes.

In these high-tempo exchanges, Tyloo struggled to gain the upper hand, especially with the Steel Helmets’ players being in top form.

Tyloo started tilting, repeatedly losing fights at A-long against Xiaosa and DD’s coordination.

The Steel Helmets went on a winning streak, pushing the score to 7-0.

It wasn’t until the eighth round that the Steel Helmets slightly let their guard down, allowing Tyloo to seize an opportunity for a comeback.

Tyloo finally took their first round and called two consecutive pauses to reset their mindset.

If they didn’t adjust, they felt they might lose the map in one go.

As a professional team, Tyloo’s double pause helped them regain composure, which slowed the Steel Helmets’ momentum.

Still, the Steel Helmets ended the first half with 10 rounds, a strong lead that gave the veteran players a lot of confidence.

With this rhythm, they were confident they could close out the map.

But in the second half, after swapping sides, Tyloo won the pistol round and began finding their rhythm.

The Steel Helmets continued fighting for rounds, but the tide was shifting toward Tyloo.

The score slowly crept to 12:14, and the Steel Helmets’ economy began to falter, prompting them to call a timeout.