I don't know when it began, there has been a wave of enthusiasm in the online game industry to form elite groups, whether it is a top-level large guild or a third-rate ordinary guild, one or several elite teams will be formed.

It seems that a guild without an elite team cannot be called a real guild, and the strength and size of the members of the elite group are also directly related to the strength of the guild.

Before joining a guild, some experienced players will always inquire about the strength and reputation of the guild's elites before deciding whether to join the guild.

Tarot is the leader of the Taran Guild Elite Regiment, let's call it the Elite Regiment, in the previous battle, his team members were almost completely wiped out, and in the critical moment, he sent messengers one after another, hoping that reinforcements would not arrive.

When the situation began to improve, three or two big cats and small cats were sent from above, and this feeling of being ignored made the entire Talan Guild feel very aggrieved.

He looked at the yellow-skinned boy with a blatant paddling look on his face, and he was already in an unhappy mood, as if he had found a punching bag, and immediately sprayed the fire.

"I really don't know what those guys up there think, what's the use of sending you a bunch of rubbish?"

Wang Hao, who had just finished his private work, didn't want to do much, but after hearing this, his brows suddenly rose, and he glanced at the other party with a very angry smile, "Waste? We are waste, so what are you who ask us for help? ”

"It's mostly a waste snack, or it's not even a waste

No matter how much diaphragm everyone has in their hearts, but the same Chinese, on this issue. Tiger and others firmly stood on the united front with Wang Hao.

In the face of the provocative white men, they did not lose their momentum in the slightest. Help the cavity on the side.

If they talk about it, how can these so-called elites in the West be the opponents of the Chinese people?

Tarot looked at the group in front of him with a grim face. Then he snorted, "What's the use of just playing tricks, you Oriental people like this, but the key to deciding right and wrong is whose ship is strong and whose guns are strong, this was the case more than a hundred years ago, and it is the same now." ”

Saying that, he laughed wantonly, more than a hundred years ago, the Western powers opened the gates of the eastern countries with huge ships and cannons, but no one paid any attention to justice. In the game of One Piece, the rule of the weak is also followed.

The truth is only in the hands of the strong.

"Boy, I remember you, there is a kind of time that you don't leave after you go out for a dungeon, I will let you taste the power of Lord Tarot, if you can survive until that time." Tarot glanced at the players of the other forces around him with scruples, it was not a wise decision if there was infighting here. Only to drop a cruel word, and then sail away.

In this regard, Wang Hao was also very helpless, and inexplicably grudged with a player. He didn't even know who to complain about.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he had already connected with Merlin just now, and the answer given by the other party was very clear. The opportunity will come soon, so be ready at all times.

As for what kind of opportunities. How he acts, these are all things that Wang Hao needs to make specific plans according to the changes in the situation on the spot. After all, no matter how good the plan is, it can't catch up with the changes, and the two of them won't make such a low-level mistake.

The pressure on Wang Hao's body is not light, he not only needs to be the first to enter the sea tomb, but also to snatch the piece of the heart of the ocean dropped by the town keeper boss, these two tasks have an obvious conflicting nature.

He had to make a decision in the shortest possible time.

Merlin's counterattack was very effective, and the situation on the battlefield was greatly improved, and some players saw that they could take advantage of it, and they no longer blindly dodged, but took the initiative to attack.

And Merlin, who created this good situation, did not stop, most of the fleet under his command was drawn from the forces of the encirclement and suppression of the town defender BOSS, and in front of him, the situation on the battlefield improved, and he immediately led a group of rescued scattered people to play mecha towards the final battlefield.

No one will notice that a squad of six players is also in the mix.

If it was a moment ago, the members of the elite squad might still have questions, it was enough to kill the town defender boss with them, why bother with such a group of drags, but after this baptism of war, they have become accustomed to obeying Merlin's orders.

I just need to focus on fighting, and those things that use my brain should give those smart people a headache!

This is perhaps the psychology of the fleet members under Merlin's command.

"Great, Merlin, I have to say, your performance just now is really beautiful, but now is not the time to let the elite squad go up, our encirclement network has several loopholes, if we let the town defenders escape and join the fleet, then our operation will be in vain."

The situation of the entire battlefield is basically a ring after a ring, at the beginning of the town guard fleet was divided into two pieces by the players, that is, the town guard and its direct guard and the tomb guard fleet that surrounded the player in the middle, the players have an overall advantage, whether it is the town guard boss, or the outer tomb guard fleet is in a state of passive beating.

However, with the development of the war, especially the suicidal counterattack of the town defenders, the situation has reversed, and if you wait until the outer tomb guard fleet has completed the assembly and preparation, it will immediately enter the inner circle and join the town defender boss, in that case, the end of defeat is doomed.

It was under such circumstances that Merlin personally persuaded the presidents of the major guilds in the inner circle to take the risk of drawing an elite force from the inner circle to win six battles and six victories, and to break up the gradually gathered fleet of tomb guards again, solving the danger of being attacked inside and outside.

Maybe he felt that the crisis had passed, or it could be because he was heartbroken about the loss of his own elite, not long after Merlin led people to support the battlefield of the center, his elite fleet that had just been formed was dismantled, and they were pulled back by the bosses of the major guilds for various reasons.

In the blink of an eye, Merlin, who was still majestic before, was suspected of becoming the commander of the light pole.

Don't look at the members of that elite fleet who bow down to Merlin and carry out orders without any discount, but that's because of the relationship between their own immediate bosses, if Merlin clashes with these guild bosses, they will definitely stand firmly on the side of the guild.

"Hehe, fortunately, I expected it, otherwise I would not be able to command it alone."

Merlin's self-deprecating words fell into the ears of a circle of bigwigs, who were not red or panting, and some shameless people also smiled hypocritically: "How come, these people under our command are not all following your orders, the same, the same." ”

It is precisely because of this that none of these bigwigs objected to the group of scattered players brought by Merlin to join the battle. (To be continued......)