War Paradise

"Be careful and be prepared."

Standing in the deep night, the black pepper steak's voice was very faint, and I was afraid of something when I heard it: "Be cautious."

"Commander, what's the matter with you?" The prisoner from the Women's State Prison frivolously blew a strand of long hair on his forehead: "You seem to have lost your soul from just now."

"It's okay." Black Pepper Steak shook his head with a gloomy expression. The confidence before the war had also been consumed by most.

If it is in the real world, there is a possibility of misunderstanding, but in realistic brain imaging games like "War of Heaven", this kind of illusion should not appear.

So, does the "ghost" I saw just now actually exist in this base?

Thinking of this, Black Pepper Steak resisted the urge to retreat immediately, stood in front of the door of the cabin, and prepared to open the door again.

Then he heard a faint cry from the door.

"Woo..."

Someone was whimpering in the room, causing the black pepper steak to back away suddenly. If those strange things hadn't happened just now, he wouldn't be so scared. but now--

"Let's go to the building to have a look." Black Pepper Steak gave new instructions to the two entourages.

"Aren't you checking here?" the female prisoner asked in surprise.

"It's not important here." Black Pepper Steak said and turned and left.

He didn't know what he was talking about, but he would never open that door. Because Black Pepper Steak was vaguely aware that the scene behind the door might exceed his own limit.

"The patrol has passed towards you, leave there quickly." The sniper who was monitoring on the hillside notified the three people below of the imminent danger: "Going from the west, they are approaching from the east."

"Got it." The Black Pepper Steak bends down sneakily and moves towards the building in the center of the construction area under the cover of night.

Kaka...

Like the noise made by mechanical joints, it reverberated continuously in the night, indicating the location of the patrol team for the three of them.

After the "spiritual incident" just now, Black Pepper Steak didn't even plan to take a look, but subconsciously avoided the patrol team and marched with the two entourages.

They approached the building very smoothly, and they did not encounter any mess in the middle. Leaning against the cold wall, hiding his body in the shadow, the black pepper steak was finally relieved.

boom!

The loud noise of the explosion burst from the back of the building, and the black pepper steak shook violently. The submachine gun that had just been put down in his hand was also raised in a reflexive manner.

"Maybe someone stepped on thunder." The female prisoner was still interested in joking at this time.

The black pepper steak, who was almost scared of a heart attack, finally returned to normal with his heavy breathing, and waved to the two entourages around him:

"Let's go in and take a look, T800 opens the way in front..."

The extremely loyal mass-produced Terminator, which usually starts to execute orders instantly, did not respond to the owner's instructions this time, and his body did not move.

"Hey……"

Thinking that the entourage hadn't heard it, the Black Pepper Steak pushed T800's shoulder a little irritably. then……

The head of the robot slid off its shoulders.

"what."

Witnessing the scene of the entourage "turning around", the black pepper steak hadn't reacted for a while. After two seconds, he backed away abruptly, just hitting the female prisoner behind him.

"Don't froze, run!"

The black pepper steak didn't finish, but he felt warm liquid on the back of his neck. Two blood-stained hands stretched out and grabbed his shoulders from behind.

Then, he heard a crippling laugh:

"Hehehe..."

The sound seemed to come from the Nether Abyss, and it didn't sound like a human being. The black pepper steak staggered forward and ran a few steps forward. When he looked back, he saw the terrifying picture again:

Half a minute ago, the female prisoner, who was still chatting and laughing with herself, had her head and limbs severed at this time, and the broken body fell on the edge of the building, and the viscous plasma began to spread.

Now that the female prisoner is dead, what is it that grabbed her shoulder just now?

This problem suddenly popped up in his mind, and black pepper steak had goose bumps all over his body. He immediately used the radio to try to contact the ghost sniper who was monitoring the base, but found that the signal had been interrupted.

Perhaps the enemy blocked the signal, or it was because the sniper was also killed. In short, the black pepper steak has now lost contact with the last entourage.

In other words, the "attacker" in this base is the only one left.

"Oh shit……"

Black Pepper Steak cursed distractedly, pulled out the M9 saber from his backpack and held it in his hand.

In the face of dangerous enemies who don't know what it is, the sense of security brought by knives seems to be more than that of firearms.

——Where is the enemy?

Black Pepper Steak leaned against the wall and looked around, trying to find the trace of the enemy, but couldn't even see a ghost.

After a series of strange events, his facial features were crumpled at this time, and it looked like he was about to cry.

"Don't be nervous, it's just that the defender is playing mystery..."

Even knowing that he was in the game, the hands of the black pepper steak were still trembling slightly. Even if I kept comforting myself, the horror cloud covering my body still lingered.

——Is this really done by the "defender"? Maybe it's a bug in the game, or that... I strayed into a different space on the Internet and entered a haunted base?

All kinds of disorganized thoughts kept floating in the mind of Black Pepper Steak. Recalling some scary internet legends that I had seen when visiting forums, Black Pepper Steak's body shook more severely.

"Cyberspace", "Late Night Weird Talk Forum", "Death Game"... Thinking of those weird ghost stories, the knife in the hands of Black Pepper Steak is almost too much to hold.

"Fuck..."

Black Pepper Steak kept swearing in his mouth, trying to calm himself down in this way. After thinking for a while, this newbie who had just started playing the game and was not yet familiar with the "Mental Operation Menu" raised his right hand to open the menu through the player's gestures, ready to directly admit defeat.

Then, the weird situation happened again.

As if controlled by some force, his fingers froze in the air, and he couldn't click no matter how hard he was.

"Uh……"

Black Pepper Steak wanted to turn around and escape, but found that he couldn't turn around at all. Although the control of the body is still there, his body is like a rigid sculpture, and he can't even move it.

Kaka, Kaka, the sound of mechanical joint movement began to approach, and several pale and thin figures walked out of the shadow of the building and walked towards the black pepper steak.

The black pepper steak facing those weird people finally saw the true face of the "patrol" that he had been avoiding:

The limbs of those guys are slender, and their bodies are like telephone poles. They look like wood. What's strange is that their heads are very human-like. On top of the slender body, the proportions seem very uncoordinated.

From this distance, even wearing a night vision goggles, Black Pepper Steak still couldn't tell whether the opponent's head was a real human head, but he saw those "monster" black lips and a big mouth that almost reached the chin.

"WTF……"

Black Pepper Steak murmured in his consciousness. When he noticed the sharp knives in the hands of those monsters, his heart was about to cool down, and he became even more desperate.

"Let me go, I just want to quit..."

The black pepper steak, whose body was frozen, was going crazy at this time. He tried hard to recall the novice tutorials that he had neglected, and tried to call out the menu with his own thoughts.

Due to excessive nervousness, he tried several times in a row but failed to call out the menu. Finally, on the fourth time, the game menu finally appeared successfully.

The five unusually lanky weirdos stepped on their slender legs and continued to walk towards the black pepper steak. At this time, Black Pepper Steak is trying to click the surrender button or exit the game directly.

"Hurry up..."

Black Pepper Steak kept thinking of these three words in his mind.

Haste is not enough. The menu he opened with great difficulty disappears again, just as the black pepper steak concentrates and tries to exhale the menu again. A male voice sounded from behind him, completely destroying the last line of defense in his heart:

"Need me to help you?"

"..."

The body of the Black Pepper Steak trembled and disappeared into data fragments.

The extreme fear triggered the sudden death system in the game, and the attacker finally did what he had always wanted to do. At the same moment when the body of the black pepper steak disappeared, golden text appeared before Lin Chi's eyes:

"Congratulations on your victory in the battle of positions!"

"In this game, you are the defender. In 7 minutes and 45 seconds, you seized the epic trophy-AWM sniper rifle (Legend of the Dragon) from the enemy."

He opened his backpack and looked at the epic sniper rifle he had just obtained. Lin Chi, who was standing next to the building, smiled and looked at the place where the black pepper steak just disappeared.

In the end, the question that caused the black pepper steak to completely collapse was from his mouth. This "battle" was also surprisingly easy. After all, it couldn't be easier to get around behind a player who is controlled by Jane's superpower and unable to make any movements.

"The battle is over, let your organ doll go back." Lin Chi said loudly.

"It's a pity that these'newcomers' have not had time to practice their hands."

The rickety old man said that he walked out of the shadows and pressed a cane. The five tall and thin weirdos who were walking here immediately turned around and walked back to the warehouse where they were stored.

"Young man, next time I have the opportunity to let my doll try?" Shen Wenchong's gully face showed an ugly smile: "These newcomers are definitely strong enough, you should take a look... "

"Next time."

Lin Chi took a few steps forward, and the "white ghost" who had scared the black pepper steak half to death before suddenly appeared in front of him:

"Is that all right?"

The cult saint Moria stared straight at Lin Chi. As a vampire, it was not difficult for her to float in the air.

"Well, he was scared to death." Lin Chi laughed.

"Your nasty taste is the same as before." Media, who had just come out of the building, commented: "That madman caused the explosion just now? It shocked me too."

"It's me!" Crazy Evan waved his hands happily. On his face blackened by the explosion smoke, the only remaining eye blinked non-stop: "It's a pity that you can't directly bomb people, it's really boring!"

"That's it for today, go back to sleep."

Lin Chi raised his hand to signal the entourage to disband: "The enemy has been knocked back, now I should go too."

After experiencing the positional battle mode of War Paradise, Lin Chi felt pretty good. Of course, the game experience of the player he defeated might not be so good.

After quitting the game and returning to reality, Lin Chi searched the forums, and as expected, in a lot of posts discussing positional warfare, he found content related to the battle just now:

"I just lined up on a haunted map, you must be careful when you play positional warfare!"

Seeing this title, Lin Chi couldn't help laughing out loud.

He opened the post and looked at it. It turned out that the poster was the "victim" he had just played with.

Looking at the horror plot described by the other party, Lin Chi turned the page to the bottom and went directly to the comment area, and saw that it was the same as he expected, and it was indeed a voice of doubt:

"Make up ghost stories? Your writing is too bad."

"Bullshit, why haven't we met?"

"Everyone, be considerate, the host hasn't taken any medicine today."

"This game is not a horror type. Where can so many moths come from?"

"Are you the child of Pulse Entertainment, tricking us into continuing to line up and wasting time?"

"You are not being fooled by the defense, idiot..."

——The last comment tells the truth of the matter.

Seeing this player being questioned, but still constantly retorting, Lin Chi turned off the forum and put down his phone, leaning on the sofa contentedly.

Taking advantage of this new mode of positional warfare, there is still no chance of seeing the enemy's name. As long as you continue to "fight" in the same way as before, you might really be able to create a terrifying urban legend in the game.

At that time, the battle of positions in "War of Heaven" may become the focus of some curious players...

"what."

Lin Chi laughed, came to the closed bedroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's not done yet." Frankenstein said coldly, "It will take some time, please don't disturb me."

"Well, then you slow down, don't worry." Lin Chi said as he turned and walked towards the game warehouse again.

"What are you doing?" Frankenstein's tone couldn't tell that he was asking questions.

"I think it's time for other players to feel the real fear." Lin Chi said.