Soldier against soldier, general against general.

Although Wu Que knew that the players were quite fanatical about the "boss", these players had to have no armor or guns. Now going to fight the boss is like a rookie player who only has a set of sniper ammunition and a light magazine on the landing rack, and can only hammer the rookie player with the red hunt icon on the opposite side with his fist.

Look at the boss they have in mind, the big iron armor with assisted aiming on their bodies, the double spray of a child in melee with a shot in their hands, and even an extra flamethrower that can output madly-

Wu Que can't let the players give it for nothing, besides, these equipment ......

He wants it too!

So he shamelessly accepted the "pressure formation employment fee" offered by the hamster captain, personally came to the front line, and directly took down the two leaders of the other party.

In fact, it would have been difficult for him to get close to this place without the massive number of gray squirrel kills caused by the missile bombardment of the unknown wasters. In this way, Quint completely shot himself in the foot-

Although Wu Que died of this big guy, he didn't know that his name was Quintute.

However, although the tactics of soldier-to-soldier and general-to-general are good, the actual effect is not so ideal.

The players are already in a bitter battle at this point.

Their original battle plan was to break in during the fierce battle between the Wasters and the Squirrels, directly destroy the Wasters from the flanks, and then drive away.

After all, in the mission goal, the waste star people must be annihilated, but the rat tide only needs to be dragged over, and how many gray squirrels can be killed is an addition.

Don't make pointless investments, which is something that players who already know how to budget in the early stages of the game understand.

I have to say that Captain Hamster and Kenneth are really good at their analytical skills. Before leaving, he borrowed the simulated sand table in the central control room, and actually analyzed the behavior of the two groups of waste stars.

The data on the "Grey Squirrel Organization" Waste Star Warrior mainly comes from the Gun Mentor Sasha, who provided the Grey Squirrel Organization's firepower configuration and vehicle information, coupled with the style of the military background of the Fabai Galaxy, and came to the result that it would be about one Turtle King Eight Formations.

And the firepower of the unknown wasted star organization they fought was even more fierce, with three missile bays, nearly ten pickup trucks, and dozens of people......

"They'll think they're hunters." Yu Tian read the sand table diagram that was clear enough, and Kenneth took out his post-match analysis of the professional match for them to analyze, which was enough for a logical person to make a considerable analysis.

"Hunters have a hunter's mentality, and they will only attack after the squirrels collide with the position."

"Through the intrusion of the pickup truck, the cluster fire of the convoy was carried out to clear the gray squirrels, coupled with the salvo ...... of the missile compartment"

"That's all I can think of."

Kenneth nodded appreciatively, this kind of battlefield reading is good enough for a novice, and the analysis made by the useless 'coaches' who are in charge of ordering takeout in the club every day is probably just that.

"That's pretty much it." Kenneth replied, "So our plan is simple......"

"The wasters opened fire, and we broke through immediately!"

The dream is beautiful, but the reality is skinny.

Their attempt to follow the Wasters was quite successful, as the moving missile bays were too conspicuous and the Wasters lacked alertness to their surroundings.

Relying on the Indian-style carrying skills of a Survivor 380 carrying seven or eight people, the players successfully crouched down to the waste star and rushed into the gray squirrel bush, and also successfully waited for the missile compartment to fire.

But they ignore one point.

Their powerful firepower is based on the premise of positional warfare.

"Lie down, circumvent, circumvent!"

Doug Armani pounced, knocking Zhou Huajian, the ancient battlefield who had just wanted to raise his machine gun and move forward, to the ground. In front of them was a pickup truck with a deflated body that had been hit by a gray squirrel, and the body was badly deformed, but the blocked waste star inside became more and more ferocious, holding a gun and shooting indiscriminately around.

Doug Armani's save saved Zhou Huajian's life on the ancient battlefield, and a string of bullets almost burst the latter's head.

"This thing is too heavy for me to move!"

Zhou Huajian of the Ancient Battlefield moved his head away from a stinking garbage bag lying on his stomach and shouted at Doug Armani, "You have to help me, let's ...... together"

"You're the target for the time it takes to start strafing!" Doug Armani's brows jumped wildly, he took off a small pistol from his waist and threw it to Zhou Huajian in the ancient battlefield, "With this, let's go around and touch them all and solve them all......"

"What about the big machine gun?"

"I can't control it, throw it on the ground first, and come back to pick it up later."

After Doug Armani finished speaking, he quickly moved forward in a crouched position. Zhou Huajian of the ancient battlefield reluctantly glanced at the machine gun on the ground twice, and then followed the pace of Doug Armani.

The two of them moved quite quickly, dodging the messy gun line of the waste star between the pickups, and really managed to touch the side of the deformed pickup truck, and then quickly jumped into the back compartment, and then turned over to the roof of the car-

"At this time, it would be nice to have grenades, NPCs are really not good, for novices, is there a better lethal weapon than grenades?"

Doug Armani grumbled quietly, then lowered his hand, and the small pistol was pointed downwards with a flurry of slashes:

"Bang bang! Bang Bang Bang! ”

The gunshots rang out continuously, and Zhou Huajian of the ancient battlefield originally thought that Doug Armani was going to turn over and fight in the car like an agent in the movie, but he didn't expect the other party to be so simple and rude.

He was only momentarily stunned, and then slammed into the gap between Doug Armani's reloads.

The gunfire in the car suddenly went out.

Doug Armani was quite decisive, jumped directly down and stepped on the bottom of the pickup truck, and saw the driver who was still in the driver's seat and was not dead, and shot him in the head twice.

"That's it." As he spoke, he dragged out a scrap star who had just been shot in the head, and haphazardly removed the rifle he was clutching in his hand and pulled out a magazine.

Zhou Huajian on the ancient battlefield changed into new equipment in the same way, with a rifle in hand, and the confidence in his heart felt different.

"This thing looks like an AK." He looked at the gun in his hand and was quite satisfied, "I am familiar with the ballistics of the press, and it is about the same as an upside-down 7......"

"Stop talking nonsense." Doug Armani jumped out of the car again, "Hurry up, how many waste stars can be killed, those gray squirrels have no oil and water, and they have to fight waste stars to make a profit......

"These cars are just deformed bodies, and when the time comes, the NPCs will be dragged back to the base, and they will be able to use them again with a clang, and the points will have to be counted on our heads."

His wishful thinking was full, and Zhou Huajian on the ancient battlefield also seemed to see a way to make money.

The two of them were about to continue to kill so much, but they heard a muffled snort of a familiar voice not far away-

A player splatters blood on their forehead and falls backwards.