Chapter 549 Is this how the game works?

Looking at the dense mortars in front of him, Yelang was a little confused.

He opened the points panel and took a look and found that there were 53 support soldiers in a team of 60 people.

In addition, there are only 4 scouts, 2 assault troops, and 1 medic left.

"???" Yelang expressed shock, "What the hell?"

It was indeed the first time for him to play the multiplayer mode of this game and he didn’t understand anything. But just looking at the composition of the team, he instinctively felt that it was not good!

The problem is, he doesn't care how others play...

Not to mention that he doesn't understand how to play the game, let alone how to configure the units to gain an advantage, so he can only wait and see.

The even more outrageous thing is: no one cares about the issue of troop types at this moment, everyone is clamoring around the two horses and two tanks at the spawn point.

Yelang took a closer look and found that these people wanted to forcefully open the vehicle without unlocking the illustrated book.

"Isn't it an old vehicle from a hundred years ago?"

“How complicated can it be?”

Everyone is full of confidence.

After a complicated round of guessing, the winner climbed onto the tank excitedly, and the team also entered the gun position and got ready.

It just can't be started.

After a lot of effort, I finally discovered that this thing actually has no oil...

They were unwilling to try to dismantle the cannon - which of course would not work.

"Training the horse" didn't go well either. As soon as people got close to the horse, they would put down their picks, and several people couldn't hold it down at the same time.

Yelang even saw A Yi leading a small team and pounced forward, trying to control the horse by grabbing one of its legs. As a result, the horse kicked A Yi three meters away on the spot with a cool kick.

The blood was left in an instant and he almost died suddenly.

The other players watched the show with great interest and even clapped and cheered to cheer them on.

Yelang was stunned: "We are here to fight! We are not here for tourism!"

He raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. The seven points originally marked in gray were [A], [B], [C], [D], [E], [F], and [G].

Point A] has turned red.

Obviously, the enemy forces on the opposite side have begun to take action and even occupied a point.

Yelang finally couldn't help shouting: "Brothers!! Look at the battlefield! People are starting to occupy points! Stop playing!!"

After shouting, he took the lead to leave the crowd and rush to the nearest point [F].

Many people woke up from a dream, put away their thoughts of watching the excitement, and started to rush forward after Yelang.

While Yelang rushed, he felt that this thing was too weird: "I am a scout, shouldn't I be the one leading the charge, right?"

"Shouldn't I hide behind the crowd and shoot dirty shots?"

But it's too late to regret it now. There are so many people charging after him, and they can't stop even if they want to.

Moreover, these guys who advocate "justice in words" were all extremely agitated, shouting and talking:

"We have more than 50 guns. Before engaging in battle, we will carpet bomb them first!"

"Blow them to pieces without leaving any trace!!"

"Charge, charge, charge! After the explosion, hold the machine gun and hit a wave of A's! Invincible!"

"The advantage is mine!"

…

The first two points went very smoothly, and points [F] and [E] were taken one after another.

"Be careful!" Yelang remained calm to some extent: "The opponent is faster than us and has already occupied point [C]. We may encounter point [D] ahead!"

But no one paid him any attention and continued to rush forward, howling.

Until a "fireball" fell into the crowd without warning.

Fortunately, no one was hit.

"What the hell?" Several players quickly dodged and looked at the fire on the ground, "What kind of weapon is this?"

"Incendiary bombs? The power is too weak, isn't it?"

"Did anyone see where the call came from? Why don't you give him a few cannonballs in return?"

…

Yelang glanced at it and didn't bother to care anymore. He just wanted to rush to point [D] quickly, but he immediately stopped and raised his head.

He saw black "rain" falling from the sky, that was——

Heavy shells!

"Holy shit!" Yelang couldn't understand where the shell would land, and he didn't even know where to hide.

There wasn't even a warning time before the shells started exploding.

Many shells did not hit the ground at all, but exploded directly in the air, with fragments flying everywhere.

Some of the panicked crowd lay down on the spot, some tried to find the enemy, and some ran around like headless chickens. However, there were also many unlucky ones who were drained of their health by dense shells and sent away in an instant.

Just a few seconds of head-on attack caused them heavy losses and crazy attrition.

Xia Yi, who was in the crowd, saw that only her skin was left with blood, and her vision began to turn red, so she quickly dropped the medical kit to treat herself.

The effect was very good, and her blood volume began to increase rapidly, which made her feel relieved.

The teammates around him were also treated by the way. The surviving support soldiers further away saw the nanny here and immediately gathered together to receive treatment.

In Xia Yi's field of vision, points were jumping out of the heads of every teammate who had received treatment.

Her scores skyrocketed!

But before I had time to be happy, a familiar voice came again!

"No..." She looked up and found that the second wave of mortar attacks had arrived!

And her location, because there were more than a dozen players gathered together, received special care, and almost half of the cannonballs were blasted towards them!

Boom boom boom boom——

Xia Yi once again experienced the feeling of being "carpet bombed" in the teaching level.

The body was blown away, but the consciousness floated into the sky as the soul left the body.

In the process, the player who killed her was highlighted, and Xia Yi was finally able to see that the enemies were gathering together, with a mortar in front of everyone, and they were still firing, tirelessly.

All the shells were dumped on their heads.

Then she returned to the deployment interface. Without any hesitation, Xia Yi chose the nearest point [E], outside Mazar.

——My teammates on the front line are all being bombed, and they can’t go even if they want to.

After resurrection, the heroic warriors of the Ottoman Empire fell into deep thought:

"We are also support soldiers, why are we the ones who were bombed?"

"It can't be because we have fewer guns, right? There are 53 guns, which is a lot..."

"The positions must be too dense, and there is also reconnaissance! We need vision, scouts, give us some strength!"

…

Under the carrier of virtual reality, the mechanism of "marking" enemies has become more complicated:

Lighting up enemies within the range of the flare gun has not changed.

But with one click to light up enemies within range, this rule is changed: you must really pay attention to the opponent and focus on the opponent to "light up" him.

He just swept by without noticing the lying enemy, so the enemy would naturally not be lit.

In addition, if the enemy is not drawn into the battle after being lit, the mark will be removed after 5 seconds.

If the enemy hides and is completely invisible to all opponents, it will only take 3 seconds for the mark to disappear.

Under this mechanism, higher requirements are actually placed on scouts - at least scouts with zero static vision will feel uncomfortable.

Of course, players have not fully understood the specific mechanism yet and cannot pay attention to so many details.

At this moment, all the players can think of is: "Let's get some scouts with good eyesight! Please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a "bang" gunshot was heard from the crowd.

Everyone turned around and saw that Ah Yi, who was full of dedication, was trying to commit suicide by swallowing a gun and switching arms.

As a result, he spit out a bullet from his mouth with a confused look on his face.

"This thing can't commit suicide?"

"What are you thinking about, bro!" An old man couldn't stand it anymore, "The panel! Just replace it!"
To be continued...