“WDNMD! It's this group of animals again!"
"Everyone, don't rush. We can't pass like this.”
Holding a Sharpshooter M.95 eggplant in his hand, he looked at the decreasing number of teams and felt a little anxious.
He was better at sniping, so he didn't attack the trenches like a smoky ghost. Instead, he chose to follow his teammates and shoot at the mountain highlands on the right.
However, the other party was clearly prepared. They knew the importance of this high ground and had invested a large number of troops.
From the terrain, the other side was a high slope, and there were many trees and stones that could be used as cover.
On the main battlefield, they had fallen into a bitter battle.
Originally, they had adopted a pincer attack. A portion of them would continue to hold back the main force of the other party, while another group of people would continue to climb the mountain and flank them from another narrow path, stretching the front line.
However, what Eggplant didn't expect was that the other party had also thought of this and not only sent people to guard it.
Moreover, it wasn't just ordinary players. There were actually quite a number of fierce players mixed in. All of them had ridiculously accurate marksmanship. There were even a few IDs that he recognized. They were all former professional players.
For example, he had seen an assault soldier named Shroud, who was a former class of a North American FPS team.
Even though his professional career was not outstanding due to his mentality, and he was a noob in most offline situations, he was still very strong in this kind of online confrontation.
Other than him, Eggplant also saw quite a number of Europe's top FPS players.
Battlefield was a game with a large battlefield. Although individual abilities did not have much of an impact, it still depended on the situation.
This mountainous terrain, coupled with their pincer-shaped attack, and the choice of the only small path was a narrow and winding path. If they fought, the two sides would be in a stalemate and small-scale collisions.
Under such circumstances, players with high individual standards had a huge advantage.
The opponents were all top FPS players from Europe and North America, while the only people they could fight on their side were eggplant and a few strong players.
Moreover, in a 1v1 situation, Eggplant didn't dare to say that he could defeat any of the opponents. After all, he had been doing live broadcasts for so many years, and his peak was long over.
Not to mention that the opponent was on the defensive, with the advantage of cover and foresight.
If this was a normal FPS game, he would definitely spread his hands and curse," I'll lead you guys." After all, there was no chance of winning. His individual strength was completely crushed.
However, Battlefield was different. After playing it for so many days, Eggplant knew that this game relied on marksmanship and teamwork, but it relied more on overall strategy.
Spear techniques and the terrain were inferior, but it was not impossible to break through!
"Brothers, look at the terrain here. It's a dense forest path with an unclimbable cliff on the side. The enemy's main defensive deployment has formed a crossfire behind the bunkers at 4 o'clock and 11 o'clock.”
"But the main thing is that we can pass through this fatal path. There's a reverse slope here. Combined with the signal flare from before, there's a high chance that it's the enemy's blind spot.”
Eggplant gritted his teeth and looked at the path in the forest that had killed countless of his team members.
"Carry smoke grenades and send the tinder to the enemy's blind spot with your life.”Eggplant did not continue.
The players here were all experienced players who had played for dozens of hours. They all understood what Eggplant meant.
The smoke bomb in the game had another important function other than concealing one's vision.
That was to conceal the enemy tracking mark and the minimap signal.
When the player appeared in the field of vision, a light would light up above the enemy's head. At the same time, the enemy's signal would also appear on the minimap as long as the player was in the field of vision.
However, as long as they were inside the smoke grenade, even if the enemy fired a signal flare, they would not be marked.
Although Battlefield gave players an immersive real-life battlefield experience, it was still a game.
Dead players can choose to revive on their vehicles or beside players in the same party after the countdown.
Therefore, as long as they could hide from the other party and send people from different teams over, then one person would be equivalent to five people going over.
"Isn't it just death? Who doesn't die in a war?"
"Don't say anything! The smoke is ready!"
Hearing the tactic that Eggplant had deployed, the surrounding players didn't resist at all.
Sixth Brother? Afraid of death?
In a real war, there was only one life. It was human nature to be afraid.
But now?
All the players thought about how they had been beaten up by the other side like they were nothing in the small path. Everyone held their breaths.
While Eggplant was setting up their battle tactics, on the other side of the path, a group of Austro-Hun players led by Shroud were chatting while setting up a battle.
"This game is really cool."
"That's right, but it's too easy to die. In the past, on the battlefield, I killed one or two of them every time before being killed by others.”
"But this is a war game, isn't it?”
"However, in this kind of terrain, we are a little shameless.”
"Haha, isn't this also a form of war?”
"We have the advantage in terms of marksmanship and terrain. The other side won't be able to rush over.”
The group of people laughed very casually. At this moment, several signal flares with smoke trails suddenly streaked across the sky.
"Get ready! They are going to charge again!"
"It's useless. It's the same no matter how many times you try. Let's not talk about marksmanship.”
However, they soon realized that this attack was different.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
A series of smoke instantly covered the small path.
"Smoke grenade? Unfortunately, it's useless."
Throwing props, especially the combination of flash and smoke, was a common prop in FPS games.
However, this narrow forest path made it impossible for them to throw it perfectly. After all, this smoke grenade could not fly so far like the signal flare of the scouts.
"It looks like they don't know when to use the smoke grenade.”
"That's right. Using smoke grenades in such a narrow and one-way attack environment, is this a better way for us to kill?”
The people from the Austro-Xiongnu camp laughed loudly as they looked at the kill count after a round of shooting.
Especially when he saw the two soldiers holding smoke grenades and grenades in their hands. After they rushed out, they were shot into a sieve by them. When the smoke grenades in their hands fell to the ground, he was even more proud.
"These two unlucky brothers, it looks like they got lost in the smoke array.”
"It's a pity that the grenade wasn't thrown at us.”
Looking at the fallen player and the grenade and smoke that fell from his hand, the soldiers on the defensive side laughed.
"Damn it, I want to rush over and wipe out the remaining people.”
"It's better to be safe. After all, our mission is to guard this area.”
The group of people laughed.
As for the two grenades and smoke, they didn't pay much attention to it.
Because in the previous confrontation, they had roughly figured out the number of people attacking the other side.
They had killed so many people just now. Although it seemed that there should be some survivors who had retreated, with so few people, even if the smoke dispersed, they would definitely not be able to organize an attack.
However, what they did not know was that there were three people crawling in the smoke. From the middle, the three people crawled forward bit by bit.
He watched as his teammates blocked the stray bullets in the front row one by one, so as to prevent them from accidentally shooting them, who were crawling forward, and eventually falling down one after another.
Until the last two surviving teammates who rushed out of the alley pulled the pin of the smoke grenade in their hands and were shot down to the ground.
The smoke dispersed and obstructed the enemy's vision, giving them the opportunity to climb to the slope and forest where the enemy's vision was blind.
The grenade exploded to cover the sound of them crawling forward.
Eggplant and the other two team leaders lay there motionless, afraid that the other party would hear them if they moved.
However, the three of them had become extremely serious at this moment.
Even though it was just a game, they would never forget the teammates who used their bodies to block bullets for them. They would also never forget the two brothers who rushed out to cover them with grenades and smoke. Everyone placed their hopes on the three of them.
They had carried the hopes of so many people, and so many brothers had used their lives to protect them. How could they lose?
Hold on, hold on for another 50 seconds. Don't let the other party discover you!
When the countdown time for his teammates ended, he would be able to deploy beside them.
Eggplant and the other two lay motionless on the ground, praying silently.
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