Su Ye raised his saber and went up the mountain to take his life. He wasn't prepared to shoot either.
Once the gunshot rang out, the ambush would become a direct confrontation.
It wasn't that he couldn't win, but that he couldn't afford to waste his bullets. He still needed to use the Type 88 when it was more important. Su Ye's Type 88 was like a joke. He wasn't a sharpshooter who could kill an enemy with one bullet.
Gatling was still alright.
The few of them were full of energy and wanted to continue clearing the horse bandits.
What followed was obviously a massacre.
Cold-blooded, calm, like farming monsters, saving money, opening a mall.
However, in another direction, the players were clearly not as quiet as Su Ye had imagined.
In the future of 2020, a game that could directly enter the game would spread among the small circle. Then, it would grow at an unstoppable speed.
The first to enter the game were the military fans. However, when the number of players reached 1000, they began to line up. Clearly, there was a limit to the number of players in the game.
Players were not allowed to enter without limit.
Among the first batch of players, Cong Jun, the moderator of War Blood Forum, had already entered the game.
He was different from Yan Shuangyu, who fought alone.
Cong Jun was from a military family and had been taught to love his country since he was young. He could empathize with that bloody and tearful history and wished he could travel back in time to die in place of his grandfathers.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in life.
Until one day, a famous chatterbox on Tieba sent him a link. He clicked on it and returned to 1931. Although it was a game world, his blood was still boiling.
After all, he was also a very famous gamer.
At the entrance of the Novice Village, Cong Jun looked up at the tall mountains in front of him. In front of him, the team of 40 people had almost gathered.
" Leader, Yuqing probably came in late and is lining up outside. Should we wait for him or…" Caesar asked.
Cong Jun stared at the big guy. This was not the first time they had met. They often went offline, but this was the first time they had entered a dungeon in real life.
The few fat men were extra eye-catching in the crowd. In this era of the Anti-Japanese War, those who did not know better would think that they were the silly sons of the landlord.
He looked at his watch out of habit and said awkwardly,""We'll wait for him for another ten minutes.”
His expression was serious.
"In Azeroth, we are Seventh Heaven, the strongest team in the entire game.”
He pondered for a moment.
"I hope that we will still be the strongest and that we will still be able to eliminate all the devils and kill all the enemies.”
At the right time, the deputy commander shouted,""Just kill him."
"Kill him!"
Without perseverance and passion, how could he be number one in the world?
Time passed second by second. Cong Jun looked at the time in the system. Although this was a holographic simulation, it was still a game. The time in the system was accurate to the second.
Just as he was watching the countdown, he suddenly heard a female voice from afar."Guild Leader, I'm here."
There was no unnecessary nonsense or explanation. Back then, the young lady in her prime never complained that she was already the mother of two children.
He stood firmly in the middle of the team.
In the past, she was the nanny in the game.
Cong Jun looked at these people, his heart filled with pride.
"Alright, everyone is here. Get ready to start the party. In the past, we could use 10,000 lives to exchange for a skill from the BOSS, and we could use 100,000 corpses to clear a BOSS. Today, we can use 10,000 respawn to kill a Japanese.”
"Let's go!"
"Just kill him!"
Veterans didn't die, but they were slightly slowed down by life. The young man who was in his prime more than ten years ago was now a bald uncle, but his passion had never faded.
Although there were only forty people, they were like a thousand soldiers on the road.
The two of them rushed out at an even faster speed.
One was fat and the other was thin. They were Thieves in the game. Scouts nowadays.
"The target is the northern mountain area. We have received news that Unit 731 has once robbed Chinese civilians here and is continuing to advance north. According to the supply station, the enemy supply station is at most 20 kilometers away.”Cong Jun was not an ordinary person. He had been influenced since he was young and was already a half-baked commander.
The two scouts rushed out even faster.
In the game, they were not afraid of sacrifice. This was their greatest asset.
This time!
The fourth catastrophe.
Move out!
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