"Hello boss!"

"Hello Caishen!"

"Hello Commander!"

……

After entering the base, Cao Cao and the others greeted Bu Cheng one after another, and Bu Cheng also greeted them one by one, "Where is the strong son?" ”

"The strong team is upstairs, and the base has just recruited an aunt who cooks."

"Oh."

After getting the answer, he walked upstairs, and as soon as he reached the staircase, he saw Wang Qiang coming down in a hurry.

"Boss here? Just in time, Auntie just finished the meal! Wang Qiang said with a smile.

"All of them?" Bu Cheng asked, "How are the brothers feeling?" ”

"It's no big deal, it's just a few slight soil and water adaptations, and it will be fine in two days." Wang Qiang said, "The base is basically placed, all thunderbolt peripherals, Panther hosts, Panther displays, and the total price of each is more than 10,000 yuan." ”

"On the staff, I recruited an aunt who cooks and a cleaner, but she hasn't come yet, and she will arrive in the afternoon!" Wang Qiang said, "Everything else is ready." ”

"Okay, then let's eat first, start training in the afternoon, time waits for no one, the mid-month competition will begin, and the championship must be won." Bu Cheng said solemnly.

"No problem!"

……

During lunch, Bu Cheng also met the aunt who cooked, the aunt's surname is Zhang, and her age is roughly about forty to fifty years old, and Bu Cheng didn't ask in detail, a local.

Generally, women of this age cook well, and Bu regret tasted the home-cooked food made by Aunt Zhang, which was much better than those restaurants and restaurants.

After lunch, everyone took a brief break and began the first day of training.

Training, training, is actually to repeat the same action over and over again, and finally let the muscles subconsciously control it, not let the brain control it.

This is known as muscle memory.

What is the advantage of this, that is, it takes less time, if it is controlled by the brain, there will be a time difference, and you need to see it with your eyes first.

The information is reflected into the brain, and the brain quickly feeds the processed information back to the hand, and then the hand controls the tank to act.

This is the untrained, human reaction, the limit is about 0.5 seconds, you know, this is the limit, and no one is known to be able to reach or exceed 0.5 seconds.

However, professional players who have trained a lot can reduce this time to less than 0.5 seconds.

This is muscle memory, when the eyes see it, and the brain has not yet reacted, the hand is already moving. It sounds mysterious, but it's true.

Some people will ask, then why are there many folk gods who often beat professional players in the wild team? Are they trained all the dogs?

Here's the explanation for the pros.

The so-called folk gods are just based on fighting alone in the case of wild teams, and their judgment of the situation is relatively accurate. It doesn't have to be great to play professionally, there are various factors here.

The second is that the strength of the jungler team after the retirement of professional players is also good.

For example, in terms of data, the general god only understands a rough idea, and knows where to squat behind the grass and regret being lit, and where to lose blood.

But the pros are not, they know better in terms of data, firing fifteen meters behind the grass is not lit, everyone knows, but in the absence of plug-ins.

The great god only judges an approximate distance, while the professional players stop at a distance of no more than one meter.

Or when facing a heavy tank at an angle, the great god saw that the angle was within the range of the ricochet, and did not dare to fire. The pros will be able to clearly determine whether they can fire or not.

And the so-called training is to train these memories to transfer them from the brain to the muscles.

For example, if an enemy and you get stuck in each other, and suddenly he rushes out and shoots you and then retreats, if you react slowly, you will miss it, and you will be hit by your teammates behind the enemy when you rush up and fire.

If a player who has undergone a lot of training encounters this situation, there is a high probability that he will shake his hand and throw it out with one shot, regardless of whether he misses or loses blood.

First of all, it's pulled back in momentum.,Lucky to break a leg or lose blood.,If it's not good, it's a ricochet.,There's no way to bounce around this game fan.。

"I'll ask Sister Lily to transfer you a few finances, and you'll be in charge of the training, and leave these miscellaneous things to someone else." Bu Cheng said.

"You're looking for an analyst, whether it's poaching people, recruiting, or you know, as long as it's an analyst, you can find him, the team needs him! This matter is a priority, and the rest is left alone!! Bu Cheng suddenly remembered this, so he said eagerly.

"No problem!" Wang Qiang nodded.

The so-called commander, in fact, is similar to the coach, who analyzes the situation on the field and formulates tactics, while the analyst is different.

The analyst mainly analyzes the opponent's ability, KDA, output value, injury resistance value, etc., through this series of data, analyzes a player's ability.

In this way, the commander will be able to design tactics based on the enemy's weaknesses when designing tactics. With the intention of being unprepared, the winning rate has increased greatly.

In layman's terms, even the coach's master, or the staff, can also be.

In addition, the analyst will also analyze the team's players, analyze their strengths and weaknesses, and help the players better understand themselves.

It can be said that the analyst is the soul of a team, which is why Bu Cheng is so eager.

After explaining the task to Wang Qiang, Bu Cheng went downstairs to supervise the training of the team members.

There are too many people who eat melons, cakes, drink water and eat noodles for unknown reasons, envy the life of professional players, there are games to play, salaries, and various benefits.

As everyone knows, the life of a professional player is really unbearable. Facing the computer for more than ten hours a day, repeating one thing every day until I vomited.

This is still the life of the pros of the big clubs, but what about the lesser-known teams?

"Today's training content is very simple, it is to run the map!" Bu regret gave the team members a training task, yes, it was to run the map. How does a player who is not familiar with maps become a pro?

"Let me explain the main points of this picture. First of all, this picture..."

Bu Penitent Balabala spoke for half an hour, and said any useful points in his mind, for example, the mountain of the 90 line can be climbed, and from here it can be hit to the hill.

For another example, on the sniper platform at the base above A5 and A6, there are actually two roads that can go up, and few people know this point.

After explaining the map, Bu Cheng assigned the task of the next night, memorized the data, and Bu Cheng had asked Wang Qiang to collect the data of each tank in detail and print it into a book.

The requirement of the repentance is that if you draw out a tank at random, each team member can report all its data, even the data after the barrel and engine have been replaced.

Although this requirement is very inhumane, Bu Cheng firmly believes that only by enduring hardships can you become a master, and if you want to become a world-class professional player, then your training must exceed the world.