Chapter 9: Chapter Nine: Brother, Use This, It Packs a Punch!
Chapter Nine: Brother, Use This, It Packs a Punch!
As they watched Dumb Little Sister in action, the online friends understood now.
This game was not just a fixed single script flow.
The main objective of each level wouldn't change, but how to achieve it was entirely up to the players' discretion.
For example, just now, if the team had successfully sneaked into the rear cabin control room, the helicopter wouldn't have appeared.
This game could be played at least twice, each time with completely different gameplay.
The battlefield was the true battlefield game.
After clearing out all threats on the deck, Price led the team to the rear cabin door.
According to the intelligence, the target item was placed in the bottom cargo hold and needed to be accessed on foot.
At the door, Price turned the cabin door handle.
Gates stood beside Dumb Little Sister and pulled out a shotgun from behind:
"For close quarters indoors, I like to use this thing, it packs a punch!"
"Look, I even loaded incendiary rounds, who dares to stop me?"
This shotgun was awesome, pitch-black with a red line running along its length.
Seeing it made Dumb Little Sister gasp, and she subconsciously said, "I want to play with that too."
She knew it was just a game, so it was just a mutter to herself.
However, Gates seemed to have heard her.
He glanced at her and handed her the gun, "Then take it, but be careful not to shoot your teammates."
Seeing her stunned expression, he chuckled.
She was startled and asked, "Can you hear me talking?"
But this time, Gates didn't react at all.
"Oh, character setup."
Slightly disappointed, Dumb Little Sister took the gun and cocked it, the crisp sound energizing her.
That's the extent of getting hooked.
Ye Yu had played countless games, so he naturally knew what players liked.
So when modifying the settings, he also gave NPC characters some simple AI settings.
When players say specific words, the characters automatically recognize them and give corresponding responses.
This greatly increased the immersion of the players.
At this moment, Price opened the cabin door and immediately stepped back, instructing, "Soap, go in!"
This time, Dumb Little Sister wasn't afraid anymore and led the charge into the cargo hold stairs.
After turning a couple of corners, they encountered enemies head-on.
Without hesitation, Dumb Little Sister aimed and fired.
Bang!
The shotgun loaded with incendiary rounds was powerful, with significant recoil, completely different from using a silenced submachine gun.
A tongue of fire spewed from the muzzle, flying like a fire dragon ten meters away.
The two enemies didn't even have a chance to take cover, taking the full force of the blast.
"Woah!"
Sending two enemies flying, Dumb Little Sister widened her eyes, re-evaluating the powerful weapon in her hands.
Honestly, this thing was even more exhilarating than a Gatling gun.
Seeing her marvel, Gates came over and patted her shoulder, "Feels good, huh?"
"Feels awesome!"
"That's the spirit, lead the way."
Following orders, Dumb Little Sister grinned and swaggered forward with the gun.
Several enemies who rushed out hadn't even had a chance to shoot.
Bang bang!
Two consecutive shots and the enemies were sent flying again, some even torn in half.
At this point, not only Dumb Little Sister was excited.
The online viewers were also exclaiming in amazement.
"Damn, that's a restricted weapon!"
"The Dragon's Breath 12G round, with magnesium powder, has a flame temperature of 1500 degrees Celsius... I'm starting to feel sorry for the enemies."
"Spending money on warfare! This thing costs five bucks per shot, it's extravagant!"
"But the downside is its effective range is only fifty meters, but it's invincible in this scenario."
"Mmm, I can almost smell the burning air, it's so satisfying."
The knowledgeable viewers explained how fierce this gun was, igniting the enthusiasm of others.
With this gun clearing the way, Dumb Little Sister swaggered through the corridor until she reached the bottom corner.
The cargo hold had a cruciform structure, with three separate compartments each with its exit.
Not knowing where to go next, Dumb Little Sister stopped and waited for Price's command.
Soon, Price caught up and was about to check the terrain when the enemies ambushed from the bottom cargo hold.
Price immediately withdrew, frowning as he listened to the gunfire, then looked at Dumb Little Sister.
"Get ready with the Flash Nine."
At his words, Dumb Little Sister grabbed two flash grenades from her waist, "Which one is the Flash Nine?"
She asked, triggering the character's AI reply system.
Price pointed to the one with the green cover in her hand, "This is the Flash Nine, five-second delay, nine flash bursts."
"The one with the red cover is the concussion grenade, three-second delay, one-meter safe distance, got it?"
"Got it!"
Understanding the difference between different tactical equipment, Dumb Little Sister put the concussion grenade back on her waist, pulled the pin from the Flash Nine, and threw it into the doorway.
Bang bang bang!
Nine flashes burst within a second, but because of the speed, people could only hear three bursts.
Then, the enemies near the cargo hold door were hit, and the gunfire immediately stopped.
"Go in!"
Price waved his hand, and Dumb Little Sister and Gates jumped into the cargo hold, followed closely by the others.
A dense burst of gunfire cleared the cargo hold within a minute.
Then, Price spoke into his earpiece, "Big Hammer, we've entered the cargo hold and are searching for the target item."
"Received, B6. You need to hurry, HQ says an enemy aircraft is flying towards our direction."
"The identity of the aircraft is still uncertain, you guys need to hurry."
"Understood, over and out."
With that, Price signaled Gates and the other teammates to use detectors to search for the item in the cargo hold.
Without any orders and not knowing what the target item was, Dumb Little Sister stood still and looked around the cargo hold.
But then she suddenly heard a faint but dense drumbeat in her ears.
A good game wasn't just about an exciting plot and detailed graphics.
Background music was equally important.
Previously during the intense battle, she heard upbeat music.
But now, the music suddenly became eerie, making everyone involuntarily tense.
Not just her, the online viewers also heard it, subconsciously getting nervous.
Could there be another unexpected situation about to happen?
More than a minute later,
Gates smashed open a container with his gun butt and pulled out a military-grade laptop.
"Target item obtained!"
Seeing him holding something, Price nodded, "All units, evacuate!"
At that moment,
Just as the six-man team turned around, they suddenly heard the helicopter pilot's tense report in their earpieces:
"B6! B6! Get out quickly! That fighter jet is opening fire..."
Before he could finish, there was a sudden loud bang from the side of the ship.
This explosion made Dumb Little Sister and the mesmerized online viewers instinctively shrink their necks.
In the next moment, an even more intense explosion erupted, sending flames and shockwaves directly over the containers above their heads.
Dumb Little Sister and the other five were lifted by a tremendous force, slamming violently against the rear wall of the cargo hold.
Afterward, as Dumb Little Sister shook her head to try to get up from the ground, she suddenly felt that her legs and feet were extremely wet.
With a shock in her heart, she lowered her head to look and saw cold seawater rushing into the cargo hold, almost submerging her legs.
The others stumbled to their feet, and Price turned around, rushing to Dumb Little Sister, grabbing her shoulders, and shouting:
"Hellfire missile! The ship's been breached and it's sinking, run!!"
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