When countless artillery fires swept away the place where Yinzi was, a new round of intensive artillery fire began.

When he woke up again, he didn't change his perspective again, he just picked up his blackened gun from the ground, panted and slowly got up from the ground.

There are no more guns and cannons in my ears, my vision is still a little blurry, and the world is still a ghost.

Boom –

Yinzi shrank back, thinking that another cannonball was coming, but looking at the falling raindrops, he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be just thunder.

The long-burning land did not extinguish the red light under the rain wash.

Obviously, holograms are just phantoms of rain, but Yinzi seems to be able to lick the saltiness off her lips.

For in the pouring rain, he saw the enemy on the other side, and raised his weapon.

There are only two of them left on this battlefield, and as long as they pull the trigger first, they can take each other's lives first.

Here, as an enemy, one should not hesitate and one cannot hesitate.

Everyone is each other's enemy, pointing their guns at each other but not firing.

In this war, it has always been them who have pushed over, and we have pushed over......

At this time, the firm gaze of the two slowly became completely discouraged, as if the peripheral eyes saw the surrounding battle situation, after the indiscriminate bombardment of artillery fire, there was no one else on the entire battlefield except them.

However, it was not until a ray of light came out of the clouds that illuminated the world beyond the war.

The two looked up at the sky, tears glinting in their eyes, and they all put down their weapons in unison.

There are no real victors in the war.

At the end of the prologue, another CG animation began.

[At the end of the war, every country could not stay out of it, but every time the trigger was pulled, it was a living person.

We are those people, we are insensitive, we are innocent.

We are honorable heroes and heinous criminals.

We are knights in the sky, ghosts in the desert, rats rolling in the mud.

We are destined to be legends, and we are destined to die in history. 】

Yinzi put down the controller, he didn't continue to start his game, "The prologue of this game is enough to become a god!" ”

He clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of shock!

When he talked about becoming a god, his tone was so swearing.

"Damn, no wonder EA does so many promos! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to help it! Inko couldn't express her feelings at all.

All without the shock of the two of them laying down their arms together.

After feeling the game and experiencing this prologue, I know that once the war arises, the hatred between the two sides will be difficult to dissolve.

But there is no right or wrong in this war.

Seeing the last two, everyone was also suddenly shocked, it turned out that everyone was also looking forward to peace.

Before, everyone thought that EA's promotional video was too much, but now they think he is not too much.

Because of the game of a group of old men in the real world, but behind this game are tens of thousands of sacrificed lives, and in the end, the old men shook hands and made peace, leaving only a group of gray-haired old people holding their children's tombstones and crying.

"What do you mean by that?" Dango stared at the screen tightly. "A good war game should be war-disgusting!"

"This is the old thief, showing the player the war from a different angle, and making the player hate the war from a different angle." Sister Zhou muttered.

"Playing multiplayer, those players are like they don't die!" Brother Eggplant muttered quietly.

The prologue of Battlefield One is more like a way to get a feel for war.

Because in the prologue, there is no resurrection and regeneration, and once the soldier you play as falls, it switches to the next person.

This rhythm will continue to repeat itself, allowing players to experience the true cruelty of the battlefield.

Every time the role is changed, every soldier is constantly charging, constantly waving the weapon in his hand,

Until artillery fire swept across the battlefield, bombing regardless of enemy and enemy.

At the end of the prologue, the battlefield topped the hot search again and again.

[Battlefield One? This is just the first step in the bud. 】

For players, the money brought by this game can belong to your EA, but this glory still belongs to the bud.

'Prologue? This is just the first step of the old thief to shock you, I tried a multiplayer mode after the prologue, in it, after death is redeployment, not rebirth, which means that death is death, and it is not a person who plays. ’

Deployment means that the last soldier you played as was dead and he would never be resurrected. ’

'Who says you can't reincarnate in the prologue?' Everyone's every breath is sucking blood, okay? ’

I can imagine the smell of blood in the air, and just thinking about it can bring up the smell and dampness that mixes with the air. ’

Most of them are young people who have just turned eighteen, and war will take away every mother's most beloved baby, and take away the child that mother has worked so hard to raise. ’

'Redeploy. ’

For man is not steel and iron bones, but flesh and blood. ’

"But the Medic on the battlefield is different from the one in the game......

The old thief has used game after game to show us that war is never something to be desired. ’

……

Some people watched the prologue repeatedly, and some people started the later game.

"Other games simulate the god of guns, and here, the player simulates a small soldier." Yinzi sighed slightly.

In Battlefield One, he felt that the game had infinitely weakened his personal abilities.

In other games, the player 1 wins by playing more, and his feeling is 'I'm so awesome'!

But in Battlefield 1, even if the player doesn't kill a person, but steals a point, or gets off a plane, his feeling is, I'm a hero.

If it weren't for me, I don't know how many brothers would have died. ’

In such a battlefield atmosphere, 78 people are killed without a single shot, and you may suddenly lose an inexplicable mortar.

In the mountains and the sea of people, the player's accurate shooting is like mud and sand into the sea.

Shoot only one of the thousands of big-headed soldiers, that's all.

As a shooter, the first cool point of Battlefield 1 isn't even killing.

Crowd charges, artillery coverage, signal guidance, and air defense can all make people's blood surge.

And the inexplicable death that has nothing to do with technology is the highest philosophy of this game.

EA looked at the players' feedback and comments, and a long breath in his heart suddenly came out.

They had been waiting for this for a long time, and the end result was that the feedback from the players was even more amazing than they had expected.

The most important thing is the server, and when I saw the number of people online on the first day, EA understood why the old thief asked them to make a good server.

Fortunately, I was obedient, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to think about the consequences now.

Thinking of tens of millions of players desperately trying to log in to the game but failing to log in, the person in charge of EA shuddered in fear.

If this happens, I'm afraid EA will become a real battleground.

(End of chapter)