Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

  The scenery around him exploded, and a short distance away from him, all the team members were annihilated in the artillery fire.

   And this is just the beginning.

  Following the tank, there is a whole team of blue soldiers.

  Don't say that he is the only one left in the team now.

  Even if there are sufficient personnel and scattered troops, it is impossible for him to defeat the opponent's infantry and tank coordination, let alone dismantle that tank.

  Did the opponent’s commander expect this and spend resources to deploy tanks at this point in time?

  Not far away, gunfire flickered in the back room area of ​​Shuangqiao, and the screams of teammates came from the channel, and one could understand that there was another team to confess to there without opening the map.

  The leader of the red team let out a miserable laugh, seeing the iron bullet flying straight towards him again, powerlessly put down the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

  Boom!

   "Shuangqiao position, take it back!"

  As Captain F's excited voice resounded on the team channel, the entire channel was boiling.

  It took only ten minutes to evacuate the Shuangqiao position. In these ten minutes, they not only disintegrated the enemy's extermination operation, but also regained the stronghold.

   All of this is unbelievable.

   "Good job." Commander Sura No. 2 gave a compliment.

   "Please D team to join F team immediately and move towards the E5 area."

   "The next stop is to take back the neutral stronghold, Constantine Road!"

   Around the wilderness, figures suddenly emerged from hiding places.

   Converged together from all directions, a full team of troops gathered towards the F team in the housing area.

  F team leader suddenly realized that even if the bomber hadn't wiped out the enemy's right team just now, the D team hidden around could still complete the fatal blow.

  Looking at the English ids in Team D, for a while, Captain F didn't dislike this group of foreign players any more.

   "Commander, Commander calls for backup!"

   "The firepower on the other side is too fierce, a team has already rushed into the black circle, and the Constance ladder is about to fall!"

  In the red channel, there was chaos.

  Hearing the calls for help from everywhere, Abel's face turned ashen.

   What is going on.

   Just now, the opponent's tactics were still full of loopholes, and he was beaten up by the anti-black team led by him all at once.

  But it seemed that the opposite base was about to be taken down, but the opposite side suddenly became brave like a burst of seeds.

  The cooperation is so close that those who don't know it may think that they are brothers who are united in one body.

  Cooperated better than these people.

  However, the scariest thing is the opponent's tactics.

   It’s just that the rounds of bombing on the frontal battlefield are stuck on key nodes, which makes him extremely uncomfortable. The most disgusting thing is that every time there is a tug-of-war, the opponent’s soldiers appear from various tricky angles like magic soldiers descending from the sky.

  The troops he carefully arranged were caught off guard.

  The airborne commander on the opposite side seemed to have targeted a weak point on the battlefield that he had no time to take care of, and stabbed his own weakness with a knife.

  This is unscientific. How could the motley crew cooperate so well? !

  Abel's face was ashen, and the feeling of strategizing before was gone.

   "Constance's position is lost!" Another small team was wiped out, and the neutral stronghold was finally taken by the blue side.

  Abel's hand hangs down weakly.

  Although he just returned to the disadvantage, Abel knew that he would no longer have the chance to save the game like the blue team did.

  The conductors on both sides are not at the same level at all!

  A group of teams surrounded the base camp, but this time, the situation of the red and blue sides was completely reversed.

  Sura No. 2's tone on the channel became a smile.

   "OK, I think we've won."

   "Squads, it is my honor to command you, thank you."

  The channel was quiet, and everyone was in awe of this commander.

   "Thank you, Commander."

   "You don't need to thank me." Sura No. 2 smiled lightly.

   "It is your mutual cooperation that really leads the war to victory, isn't it?"

  A group of players glanced at their comrades-in-arms, and the previous estrangement disappeared.

   "Pleasant cooperation."

   "Pleasant cooperation."

   At the meeting of the last two languages, everyone ended the game.

   "Huh." Until this time, Yun Mumu breathed a sigh of relief.

  The tense nerves were relieved throughout the whole process, Yun Mumu turned to look at the backstage of the live broadcast.

  I don't know when, the number of shares in this live broadcast room has increased a lot, and the popularity has also increased.

  In the barrage, there is a large area that is worshiping the god-level commander just now.

   "I can't believe it, this is simply a cadet-level smart play."

   "I just went to search, and found that the opposite team is led by a team of game anchors, and this is all lost!"

   "Sura, what a powerful commander."

   "I didn't expect so many Dongfang players to cooperate so tacitly. I have changed my view of Dongfang players."

   "Indeed, it's not as exaggerated as it is described on the Internet. This **** on earth looks very interesting. I'm going to buy one too."

  Yun Mumu stared blankly at the barrage, then stood up suddenly.

   Regardless of the live broadcast, he walked straight out of the room, leaving the avatar floating on the screen.

  Yun Mumu pushed open the door of the next room and walked in.

  In front of the computer desk, the seat turned around, Yun Feng looked at her with a smile.

  On the screen, the game interface of **** on earth is lit up.

   The player id above is exactly that, Sura No. 2.

  That's right, this player who came out halfway with a strange id is exactly Yun Feng who has been playing the game Hell on Earth with Yun Mumu for the past few days.

  But Yun Feng specially told Yun Mumu not to act like he knew him in the game.

   Seeing Yun Feng's expected expression, Yun Mumu suddenly got angry and crossed her waist.

   "Yo, I can't see that you still have this ability, brother." Yun Mumu said in a strange way, "Why don't you transform yourself into a game anchor, and you can double queue with me."

   "Don't make trouble." Yun Feng shrugged helplessly, "Isn't this going smoothly?"

   "Yes, under the command of our wise and mighty Lord Sura, it did go smoothly." Yun Mumu gritted her teeth.

   After playing for so many days, she already understood that the mechanism of this game is not suitable for her to play at all.

  Command is definitely the most important element that can determine the outcome of a game.

  Playing the game of Hell on Earth, you can play any unit you want, but if a novice starts to touch the commander, he will be scolded.

   However, due to Yun Mumu's superb game skills, she won a lot of games because of her spear skills during this period, so she didn't take it seriously.

   She didn't understand until today when she encountered such a textbook-style comeback.

  Before, I always thought it was the c position, and I became a striker when I co-authored it!

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