Chapter 576: 547: Is This How You Play the Game?

Chapter 576: Chapter 547: Is This How You Play the Game?

Looking at the densely packed mortars in front of him, Yelang felt a bit puzzled.

He opened the points panel and found that in a team of 60 people, there were a staggering 53 support soldiers.

Besides these, there were only 4 recon soldiers, 2 assault soldiers, and 1 medic.

“???” Yelang was shocked, “What the hell?”

Indeed, it was his first time playing the multiplayer mode of this game, and he didn’t understand anything. But just by looking at the team composition, he instinctively felt it was not good!

The problem was that he couldn’t control how others played...

Not to mention that he didn’t know how to play the game properly or what troop configuration would give an advantage. He could only see how it goes.

What was even more outrageous was that no one cared about the troop types at all; they were all gathered around the spawn point, fighting for the two horses and two tanks.

Yelang went closer and saw that this group of people wanted to operate the vehicles without unlocking the pictorial book.

“Aren’t they just old vehicles from a hundred years ago?”

“How complicated could it be?”

Everyone was quite confident.

After a round of complicated finger-guessing game, the winner excitedly climbed onto the tank, and the squad entered the gun positions, ready to go.

But no matter what, they just couldn’t start it up.

With great effort, they finally discovered that the thing actually had no fuel...

They tried in vain to dismantle the gun, but of course, that was impossible.

“Horse taming” also didn’t go well; as soon as a person got close to the horse, it would throw them off. Even several people working together couldn’t hold it down.

Yelang even saw Yi leading a squad, rushing forward, trying to grab the horse’s leg and control it. But the warhorse performed a cool back-kick, sending Yi flying three meters away.

Instantly losing a lot of blood, Yi almost died on the spot.

The other players enthusiastically watched the drama unfold, clapping and cheering, encouraging them to keep going.

Yelang was dumbfounded: “We’re here to fight! Not to go sightseeing!”

He looked up at the sky, where the originally gray “A”, “B”, “C”, “D”, “E”, “F”, “G” points were marked. The “A” point had already turned red.

Obviously, the enemy had already started moving and even captured one of the points.

Yelang couldn’t help but shout, “Brothers!! Look at the battlefield! They’ve already started capturing points! Stop messing around!!”

After yelling, he took the lead and left the crowd, rushing towards the nearest “F” point.

Many people woke up from their daze and followed Yelang’s lead, rushing forward.

As Yelang charged, he felt that this situation was too strange: “I’m a recon soldier; shouldn’t I be hiding behind the crowd and sneakily firing a black gun?”

“Shouldn’t my role be to lead the charge?”

But it was too late to regret it now. So many people were following him that he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.

Moreover, these fanatics of “caliber is justice” were all extremely aggressive, shouting while rushing forward:

“With our 50-plus guns, before the battle begins, let’s give them a carpet bombing!”

“Bomb them until nothing is left!”

“Charge! After the bombing, pick up the machine guns and push forward! Invincible!”

“The advantage is ours!”

...

The first two points went very smoothly, with “F” and “E” points taken one after another.

“Be careful!” Yelang still managed to keep his cool, “The enemy is faster than us; they’ve already taken the ‘C’ point. We might run into them at the ‘D’ point!”

But nobody listened and continued to charge forward with loud yells.

Until an unannounced “fireball” fell right into the crowd.

But then, he spat out a bullet from his mouth with a bewildered expression on his face.

“This thing, can’t it be used for suicide?”

“What are you thinking about, brother!” an older guy couldn’t bear it any longer, “Just change it from the panel!”

“Oh, right.” Yi quickly opened the panel and began the operation.

Within half a minute, the Recon Soldiers expanded from a pitiful 4 to 12, each equipped with a signal flare for reconnaissance purposes.

With their confidence renewed, everyone charged towards Point D once more.

Camille Victoria followed them enthusiastically, with a medical syringe in one hand and a medical box in the other, ready to heal and save lives at any time.

— The number of Recon Soldiers in the team had been replenished, but Medic Soldiers still hadn’t...

After just experiencing a brief surge in points, Camille Victoria’s teammates have now turned into a batch of lush and green leeks, eagerly waiting for her to harvest them.

At this point, she couldn’t even be bothered to take out her gun – how could shooting be more interesting than farming points?

This time, both sides were almost simultaneously exposed to each other’s vision, and the opposing Recon Soldiers shot signal flares at each other as a greeting.

Both sides were highlighted simultaneously – visually, there is a conspicuous red outline around the enemy’s body, making them look very eye-catching.

Everyone stopped, pulled out their mortars, and started bombing each other!

At the same time, Camille Victoria threw down a medical box in the densest part of the crowd, and then—

Turned around and ran!

Only fools would stay and take the bombing!

The next moment, the bombing battle began!

The thunderous sound of explosions was deafening, with people on both sides falling continuously, but none would escape – they fought through the bombardment and kept firing until their ammunition was gone, to see who would die first!

Especially in their line of sight, numbers popped out on the enemy’s position: [+10], [+20], [+25], it was so satisfying they didn’t want to stop!

Camille Victoria was also having a blast, not only did the medical box rake in points for her, but the syringe in her hand was also satisfying.

Regardless of male or female, as soon as she saw someone killed, Camille Victoria would rush up without hesitation, stabbing her syringe forcefully into their butts, and the effect was immediately noticeable!

No matter how miserable their teammate’s death was, they would get up with their butts clutched, and energetically rejoin the battle.

Compared to this, the points that kept popping up were not so important.

Who cares about points when stabbing butts is more fun!

...

In the fierce bombing exchange, on the side of the battlefield, the absent Recon Soldier Yelang, who was not needed to lead a charge, finally rediscovered his identity as a Sniper.

At this point, he had found a relatively satisfactory position, hugging his gun and lying down, subconsciously holding his breath while aiming.

As for the live broadcast room audience’s reminder about “not the optimal damage range”, he didn’t take it to heart –

“Optimal damage range is a problem for body shots, but headshots are one-shot kills!”

“Sharpshooters don’t need to consider distance!”

His confidence stemmed from the fact that his field of vision was full of stationary targets, making aiming a breeze!

“Bang!”

With a gunshot, accurately hitting an enemy’s head, they fell as expected.

A string of reward points appeared on the corpse: [Hit +100], [Headshot +25], [Sharpshooter Reward +100] ...

“Awesome!”

Yelang lowered his head again, aiming at the next target.

But he had no idea how conspicuous he was right now...

On the enemy’s mortar position, almost half of the Support Soldiers in the British army put away their mortars, replaced them with [Lewis Machine Guns], and aimed at his position.

At the same time, more than ten mortars also moved their barrels to point at him.

The next moment, Yelang experienced the true rain of gunfire and bullets!