Six Hundred and Eighty-Four Actual Combat

A soldier wearing exoskeleton armor held his assault rifle and fiercely fired at all kinds of demons in front of him.

He tossed and turned, shuttled through the flames, and from time to time tore a grenade from his waist and threw it out, blowing up the demon army on the opposite side.

The demons on the opposite side did not sit still, they raised the magic defense barrier, and got as close as possible to the firing Alan Hill heavy armored grenadiers, waving various weapons in their hands, which looked very scary.

In the sky, an AH-64 gunship roared past, and rockets covered the streets in the distance. Among the ruins, one could vaguely see a huge super-demon waking up.

There are countless eyes on this terrifying demon, and each eye can emit magic light. Its body is as huge as a hill, and there are some terrifying tentacles that can devour humans.

"Support! I need support!" The grenadier holding a heavy assault rifle yelled loudly, attacking the enemies in front of him with bullets.

Those demons are not afraid of death, and it seems that they can't kill them all. They seem to have crawled out of hell, roaring, opening their fangs and claws, and constantly charging at the human troops.

Behind the grenadier, there were some other comrades in arms, who also held their own weapons and kept firing and attacking.

"This is not a demon we can deal with! Call the headquarters... Let the Mammoth God of War join the battle! Quick!" A comrade following behind the heavy armored grenadier reminded loudly. On his helmet, a huge white skeleton.

"Retreat! Prepare to retreat!" Another commander-like man, holding his weapon, kept waving at the support team who was firing non-stop in the distance.

"I'm running out of blood! Where's the medical staff? Where's the blood bag?" In front of the huge TV screen, a young man frowned and shouted loudly to his friends: "Support me! The devil is coming!"

"Ammo! I need ammo!" On the other side, a friend sitting on the sofa held a game controller in both hands and screamed in the same way.

"Damn it, this game is too difficult!" A chubby man watching the battle with potato chips sighed.

Those demon soldiers who kept coming, and the huge demon king wriggling like a mountain behind these demons left a deep impression on them.

"Let me just say, this is definitely the most popular shooting game this year... It's so enjoyable!" The young people around who were operating excitedly shouted,

I am so excited that I bought the hit game of the year for myself.

"It has been said in the advertisement that this is the most popular game this year, with excellent graphics and high quality... Moreover, I heard that the game content is based on real battlefields, which is very close to actual combat." Sitting on the sofa The young man holding the handle showed off.

"Hey! Someone has already cleared this level!" Seeing that another online player had already cleared the level with SSS ratings popped up on his interface, the young man who charged in front suddenly screamed: "Damn, my The record has been broken!"

Fatty, who watched the excitement, was naturally infected by the painting style that was exactly the same as reality. He felt his inner blood was boiling, and he also wanted to wear a powered exoskeleton and go to the devil world to fight to the death with those damned demons.

He wanted to face that mountainous foe too, throw a grenade into the giant's tusk-ridden mouth and blow the damned lord to smithereens.

"We should use a nuclear bomb on this damn guy, one can solve it!" The little fat man suggested: "Didn't the nuclear bomb in the last level solve all problems at once?"

"Didn't the beautiful lady officer who gave the task in this level say that the demon spread a magical stance to prevent the explosion of the nuclear weapon. We can only use close-range weapons to destroy this damned monster." Sitting at the front and charging into the battle The young man explained without looking back.

Anyway, nuclear weapons are often in an unusable state, this is the design of the game, otherwise, one atomic bomb per level, the player does not need to operate anything except watching fireworks.

"But don't be nervous. I've read the strategy. If we persist for a few more minutes, a super chariot called Mammoth will join the battle. It's also as big as a hill. It's super powerful." The spoiler on the sofa was triumphant Said.

As the saying goes, spoilers are cool for a while, and spoilers are always cool...

The interface of the entire game is very complex, with various management interfaces, and various information collections on the battlefield. Although the exoskeleton can be used to carry more ammunition, the number of enemies is also very large.

Players not only have to control their own characters, but also cooperate with their team members, not only to calculate their own attack speed, but also to deploy various strategies like real battles.

Occupy the high ground to cover the ground charge, call for air support, and even invite the terrifying "nirvana" of nuclear strikes in some levels.

Of course, as a military fan, you can also find a variety of familiar weapon systems in this game, including the backward M4 tank, the powerful 99 main battle tank, powered exoskeleton, and even sky battleships, Celestial Rod satellites, etc. .

In some levels, you can also control the nuclear-powered battleship by yourself, bombard the demon fleet with artillery, and have a real man's romance...

"Now I really admire those real fighters. They are our heroes who fought bravely and tenaciously on such a complicated battlefield." The little fat man did not pursue the spoiler, but continued to indulge himself in the game middle.

...

Demon World, on the beach code-named Omaha, a row of landing craft washed up on the beach opened the front hatch, and groups of soldiers carrying weapons walked on the soft sand with difficulty.

The sky is clear, there is gunpowder smoke in the distance, and there is still a faint burnt smell left in the air after the explosion. There are almost no abnormalities here.

The smoke bombs covering the landing had gradually dissipated, and the leading Type 99 main battle tank had smashed through the alien bushes in the distance, its tracks ran over the sparse grass, and rushed up the sand embankment that had been bombed out of shape.

One after another, construction vehicles have landed ahead of schedule. Vehicles such as forklifts and crane trailers are more popular with soldiers than tanks and armored vehicles in the landing field.

Behind the warrior jeep stuck in the sand is a mobile dining car being towed. Dozens of cooking soldiers are working desperately to ensure that every soldier who goes ashore can eat hot egg-filled pancakes.

Thousands of miles away in this tragic war, the smoke was filled with the smell of green onion and coriander.