Chapter 11 11. How can you, who plays FPS, compete with me in RTS?

It's dusk here in Murphy, but it's around early morning in the real world where the player is, and it happens to be a day off. It's infinitely better than yesterday's damn working time.

So when the administrator gave the order, the whole group immediately became lively.

A group of people frantically called 1 to indicate that they were ready, and even the screen-peeping monsters who had not spoken at all before jumped out.

The leading pigeon: [Go online! Let’s do it! Ah, the blood of the good pigeon is already boiling. This time we must have a big fight!]

Meow Meow King: [@all members

Don't mess up! Everyone, don't mess up as soon as it goes online. Just follow our previous plan, be sure to act calmly, and try to show off the style of our beta testers to teach the development team who look down on others a good lesson.】

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche: [Woooooo, o(╥﹏╥)o, Cheche will not be resurrected for another 2 days. I can only support you mentally this time, but if anyone dies because of food, we still have to do it.

There are good spectator seats.】

Ah Yuen: [Bah, you bastard, say something auspicious! Dad, if I die in the game, I will poke you in real life. Ah, you can go online now!

quick!

Go, go, go!]

At this time, Murphy had activated his summoning technique of alien creatures. Just like last night, the dark spiritual energy in his body seemed to be squeezed and released. Dark light spots danced in the shadows, gathered and turned into a ray of light.

Light flashed into Miriam's room below.

But this time Murphy used a strategy. Instead of summoning all 12 players at once, he only summoned six players over there.

This violent spiritual energy fluctuation was immediately sensed by the scout hunter.

The latter suddenly raised her head and widened her eyes. In her shimmering eyes, in the originally empty house at the end of the village, several unknown auras of life suddenly appeared.

"It's a summoning spell! There's an ambush!"

She exclaimed.

The female leader holding a hunter sword beside her reacted faster and rushed towards the location where the two companions were dispatched before. However, Murphy, who had shrunk into a ball due to psychic pressure in the shadow of the water tower, raised his head and took out the bottle of rice in his hand.

Leanne's pure blood poured into her mouth.

The sweet liquid enters the mouth, and the scarlet desire is relieved, and then the bloodthirsty desire rises. The power of blood greatly increases Murphy's fighting spirit and even replenishes the missing spiritual energy.

Summoning, second shot!

"Shua"

Six more flashing light points danced on the second floor of the house at the entrance to the village. Just like the frame A skill of an RTS player, the scout who lost the protection in the rear immediately fell into the siege of Murphy's little players.

middle.

The leading pigeon who appeared in the room immediately saw two hunting crossbows and a set of armor that had been placed in the room by the NPC in advance. They were the weapons he had looted when he was kicked offline.

Without saying a word, Good Pigeon stepped forward and put on his armor. He rushed to the window with a hunting crossbow and glanced outside. He saw Gugu Chicken and Ah Yu rushing out of the house next to them, besieging the weakling.

female scout.

Ah Yu, who was holding a hunting knife, was chopping randomly, while Gugu Chicken, who was holding a half-sword in his hand, simply used it as a war hammer.

The slender investigator was in a hurry for a while, but he was still able to block the attacks of the two novice players. However, he was shot by Hao Pigeon from a high position behind and hit him with a few arrows in the thigh. He screamed and fell to the ground and was hit by Guguji again.

He jumped up and hit him hard several times.

"Amber! Damn it!"

The leader of the witch hunter who originally rushed towards the ambush house saw her scout being knocked down by the enemy's summoned militia, and immediately turned around to support her. Unexpectedly, a sneaky shadow jumped out from the side wall, whistling and stabbing at her swiftly.

The sword was swung by muscle memory like a poisonous snake hunting for prey, forcing her to take a few steps back.

Murphy, who was standing in the shadows, waved the Blade of Desire in his hand. Although he was being suspicious, he still said to the huntress in front of him with an elegant manner:

"Ah, passionate suitors are always so gracious. Since you are here for me, let us dance together. The hot gray-haired lady will accompany you and me with the wails of the team members.

.”

"Get away! Vampire!"

Knowing that she had stepped into an ambush trap, the huntress became angry, grabbed her hunting sword and charged forward.

The sword seemed to have activated some kind of special spiritual energy. Blue-green flames boiled on the blade, and its purifying power made Murphy immediately alert like needles pricking his back.

not good!

Tricky idea!

"There are still people at the entrance of the village! They are going to rush in! Quick! All archers, shoot! Shoot!!"

From a high place behind Murphy, the excited shouts from the middle-aged uncle made the lead pigeon, who was planning to use crossbows to support his NPC, startled.

He rushed to the other side and saw four veteran witch hunters who were originally guarding outside the village rushing towards the entrance of the village. This made him panic a little, but suddenly he heard the gloomy voice of his NPC ringing in his ears.

"Don't panic! The carriage blocking the entrance to the village has been doused with oil, and there are witch hunter bombs inside. You have a gas lamp ready at hand, twist it away and smash it down!

Let these lunatics experience the feeling of being burned by fire!"

Damn, he is indeed a vampire, so insidious!

I like!

The good pigeon grinned, swiped left and right, grabbed the prepared gas lamp from the room, twisted it randomly and saw the flames jumping out, then mustered up all his strength to smash the thing from the second floor.

The lampshade shattered on the dead carriage, and the sparks that flew up called out the flames, stopping the four witch hunters like a rising wall of fire.

The explosive bombs among them were also detonated!

The violent explosion knocked the fastest one to the ground and his cloak was ignited by the flames. The other three witch hunters quickly pulled him back to avoid being pierced by subsequent arrows and becoming a living target.

But they were completely overthinking it.

With the player's current novice accuracy, there is no way he can shoot such a threatening arrow!

If you can shoot the arrows out at once, you win.

"It was their people who slaughtered this village. These witch hunters are bad guys! Brothers, show no mercy! Shoot them!"

The leader, Big Pigeon, shouted excitedly. The tragedy he saw in the village yesterday made him feel aggrieved and angry.

The other two middle-aged players hiding on the second floor also turned their crossbows and shot there. Their accuracy was better than that of the good pigeons, which indeed had a certain suppressive effect in the chaos.

"ah!"

A scream sounded from behind the huntress who was chasing Murphy.

She stopped and looked back, and saw that the door of the house used for the ambush was shattered.

The one-armed veteran Porter was being pressed to the ground by two long dung forks pressed against his waist and abdomen. Two tall militiamen were pressing him down like wild boars and roaring excitedly. There was also another short man.

The militiaman slashed Porter with a hunting knife.

Two went in, but only one came out.

The fate of the other witch hunter is self-evident. The blood stains on the bodies of those excited militiamen are enough to tell it all, these damn vampire worshipers!

The land of Transia is full of such cancers! This area that has been poisoned by vampires for 400 years is hopeless!

"Leave me alone! Little Natalie! Run!"

The one-armed veteran Porter who was pressed to the ground endured the pain and shouted to his captain. He took out the explosive bomb and planned to die with the vampire worshiper in front of him, but he was kicked by the quick-sighted and quick-handed man.

Kicked away, Miriam was jumped out with a wooden stick, screaming and hit on the head with a stick.

The anger of her home being burned down and her village being massacred was completely released at this moment, making this young Transian girl as ferocious as a she-wolf at this moment, constantly knocking the stick down at the veteran in front of her.

Brother Meow Meow, who was covered in blood, also rushed out of the house.

He was limping after his leg was chopped off, but he was extremely excited. He grabbed the shotgun he had seized from another witch hunter who was knocked down with a stick, and took aim in a decent kneeling position outside the house.

"Holy shit! Big sniper! 98K! The mobs exploded their equipment!"

Cuckoo Chicken, who had just beaten the investigating witch hunter An Bo until he was covered in blood, panted and turned around. He saw Brother Mow Miao's demeanor at this time and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"boom"

Brother Meow Meow pulled the trigger, and the round lead bullet flew out of the gun barrel. As Murphy watched silently, it hit a place three feet away from the witch hunter in front of him, causing a cloud of dust.

What a bad idea!

Can you miss a ten-meter target with a rifle?

"Ahem, don't blame me! The main reason is that this thing has no rifling!"

Brother Miao Miao knew that he had made a big mistake, so he hurriedly refilled it and couldn't help but cursed to defend himself.

He also has something to say!

Usually when I play guns in FPS games, I am a master of sniping. Who knows that carbine can be like this in real games! This must be a problem with the physics engine, right? How can it be my problem, bro?

I obviously play Sniper 6!

"You are so useless, Brother Miao Miao, get out of the way!"

The only girl among the 12 young players couldn't stand it anymore.

She rushed to Brother Mingmiao and snatched the long shotgun from his hand. She held it in her hand and pressed down the barrel with a click to press the bloody lead bullet in. She then looked around professionally.
To be continued...