I developed Call of Duty and was chased by players around the world

Chapter 183 The Enemy of the Enemy!!

A few days later.

The ghost disappears and the mission ends.

This made the anchors and players unacceptable for a while.

Momoko’s mentality collapsed directly, and she had been locking herself in her room since the end of that night, seeing no one and not answering anyone’s phone.

It wasn’t until a few days later, when the people of the Fighting Bugs Live came to her door, that she dragged her tired face back to the broadcast.

This is a very helpless thing, she signed a contract with the platform as an anchor, and she must go to live broadcasting like a daily work, otherwise she will face huge liquidated damages.

The face of the money is still very large, and despite the reluctance, the foam is rebroadcast.

Then on the first day of the replay, she uninstalled Call of Duty on her computer.

Anyway, she never wanted to touch the game again in her life.

Others, Dumb Little Sister did not delete the game, but still put it in the folder and no longer open.

She also painstakingly built a file file, took some very interesting screenshots of the previous game process, took pictures and printed them, and made a photo album called ‘My Memories’.

After that, these streamers stopped playing Call of Duty.

Call of Duty is still hot, with at least a million online players fighting in Battlefield Mode every day.

It’s just that no one has the courage to turn on the story mode for the second time.

After a few more days, the anchors recovered their emotions, and the good guys came out of their heart-wrenching state.

Then they encountered another ten dirty things.

At the same time as the death of the ghost occurs, there are players abroad who are engaged in a battle between Price and Soap.

It’s just that those players are not anchors, they don’t have a live broadcast of the situation at that time, and the game does not give the ending of the two people.

Then, at 06 at seven o’clock this evening, just as the little sisters were discussing playing GTA, a video push was pushed to them at the same time.

After hesitating for a while, opening the video, the little sister immediately took a deep breath.

This is a video recorded and edited by a foreign player, which is the situation of Price and Soap in the Afghan battlefield at that time.

They also knew the value of the video, so they chose to clip it and post it on the game forum.

In the picture, Price and Soap are separated, each wearing a well-concealed gratis suit through an abandoned airport.

The airport is huge, and the division brother has abandoned the aircraft cemetery, and there are rusted plane wreckage piled everywhere.

Here, Price’s eyes are vicious, and they are attacked by unknown forces as soon as they enter the war zone.

After killing several people, Price hid a corpse and examined the dead man’s equipment.

So Price discovers the special mark on the dead man, which is the Shadow Force.

Immediately, Price sent intelligence to the ghosts on the other side of the battlefield, telling them to pay attention and not to believe Sheffield.

It’s just that this information came a little late, and when Price and the others tried to escape, Xiao Qiang and the others were already killed.

The only fortunate thing is that the soap is dressed in auspicious clothes, and wherever they go, it is a lump of dry grass that will not attract too much attention.

At the same time, the Shadow forces were also engaged in an exchange of fire with Makarov’s rebels.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Price and Soap managed to escape the circle of fire and contacted Nikolai to call an evacuation plane to escape in time.

Their survival allowed the little sisters to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the tight heartstrings could be considered a little relaxed.

However, the point of this video is not that the two survived.

Instead, in the process of escaping, Old Undead Price found an extremely important piece of information.

He actually contacted Makarov! picture.

Soap holds a sound-suppressing MP5 submachine gun with a weed-like gratin on his back, and is nimble through the airport like a ghost.

When he received the information, he immediately made a new plan with Price, contacted Nikolai, and crossed all the way to the nearest airport runway.

Along the way, Soap tried several times to contact the ghosts, but to no avail, and only a faint sound of gunfire could be faintly heard.

So, the furious soap ran out of bullets and carried a machete to slash all the way with the help of his hidden advantage.

As he pierced a shadow army enemy with a machete and was hiding a corpse, he heard Price in the headset suddenly say, “As the old saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.” ”

“Makarov was our enemy, and now Sheffield is on our list of enemies.”

“I’ll try to contact Makarov and see what he can say.”

As he spoke, Soap hid in an airplane engine and lay down quietly, rearming himself with the bullets he had looted.

In the headphones, I could faintly hear that Price seemed to have broken a man’s neck with his elbow, and then removed a walkie-talkie from him.

“Makarov, I’m Price.”

“Sheffield is now a war hero and he got everything.”

“And he abandoned you, cleaned up his portal, and recovered all the information about collusion with you before.”

“And now that you’re on his wanted list, he’ll use all the resources at his disposal to shut you up.”

As he spoke, Preston paused: “However, as long as you give me information about Sheffield, the rest of the mess will be left to me.” ”

With that, Price fell silent, waiting for Makarov to respond.

After waiting for a few seconds, Price said, “We all know that you won’t live more than a week.” ”

After speaking, Price was silent again, and the soap at the other end of the airport was replaced with a new clip, quietly listening.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, a red subtitle appeared in front of their eyes.

Makarov: “You too, Price, you won’t live a week to see Makarov talking, to see that bright red subtitle on the screen.” ”

After playing the game for so long, the little sisters who had already formed a knee-jerk reaction even twitched their fingers at that moment, making the appearance of pulling the trigger.

The name was too haunting for them.

Price, on the other hand, after hearing Makarov speak, replied in a very indifferent tone: “Makarov, have you ever heard a word…”

“The enemy of the enemy is the friend.”

“I’ll send you to the gallows with my own hands when I have a chance.”

“But for now, I want to deal with Sheffield first.”

With that, Price waited quietly for Makarov to reply.

A few seconds later, Makarov sneered, “Price, sooner or later you’ll find out that this won’t hold up.” ”

“Sheffield is at the H-B base, you know where that is.”

“See you in hell.”

After speaking, Makarov cut off communication.

Hearing this, the little sisters suddenly took a breath, and an imperceptible killing intent flashed in their eyes.

But from the creaky mouse that clenched and creaked, you can roughly guess what their state of mind is at this time.

Yes, Sheffield is more hated than Makarov by comparison

If it is them, they must also kill Sheffield with their own hands when they have the opportunity to avenge the ghost Xiaoqiang.

And in the picture.

When Makarov hung up the communication, music immediately sounded in the ears of the people, a style that was incompatible with the fierce battlefield environment.

The heavy banging of drums, like a heartbeat, and like a corpse falling on its back, splashing the dust on the ground.

Immediately after, the soft and sad cello sounded, as if to honor the dead ghosts and others.

It seems that he wants to use this sad tune to reveal Price’s silent indictment of Sheffield’s atrocities.

This game, no matter how well it is done and the details of the picture, it is ultimately not as good as even one percent of the real battlefield.

For the older Price, 141 is his home, and the 141 team members are his family.

Price, who has been in the battlefield for a lifetime, will no longer cry, will not cry, but this does not mean that he is really the ruthless old immortal in the eyes of others, and he also feels sad for the sacrifice of his subordinates.

It’s just that people like him can only hide their sadness.

Just like the current tune, sad, melodious and gentle, and extremely heavy.

The slightly younger soap, on the other hand, is characteristic of the radical of young people, and he places his anger on bullets and machetes.

Killing one enemy after another, Soap leaned against the wall gasping for air, looked down at the smoke-filled submachine gun in his hand, and muttered, “We have a good gun, and they have thousands.” ”

“Is Makarov trustworthy?” Whether his intelligence is true or not we are not sure. ”

“What’s next, Price?”

There was no reply from Price’s side, and there was only the whistling wind and the fading music in Soap’s ears.

“……… Price? Are you still here? ”

After shouting twice, Price suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was full of a kind of vicissitudes characteristic of old people, and the kind of calm tone that saw through everything: “Ordinary people don’t wake up in the morning and realize that this is the last day of their lives.” ”

“But I don’t think it’s a spell. But…… Extravagant. ”

“Knowing that your time is running out is instead a release, a…… Finally the freedom to liquidate everything. ”

“Outnumbered with weapons, outnumbered, hot-headed and impulsive to carry out a suicide mission?”

“And here, these rocks that have been eroded by wind and sand, they will remember us.”

“Because in the midst of countless nightmares we’ve experienced…”

It.

“We will be like magma gushing out of the center of the earth, unstoppable in the advance of 347.”

Price said calmly: “Because we are determined in our hearts and have a clear goal.” ”

“We, will, kill him.”

At the same time that Price finished saying these words like last words.

The music in everyone’s ears is also soft with sadness, and gradually transitions to excitement

These music, the drumming sound seems to have a soul, as if it is being played by a ghost, and gradually overlaps with the audience’s heartbeat.

Each drum beat became stronger and stronger, and the faster the rhythm gradually made the audience breathe quickly.

“We’re going to kill him.”

Behind the screen, the little sister raised her chin slightly, allowing a tear to run across her cheek, muttering and repeating.

Momoko was expressionless, she had sworn the other day that she would never touch the game again in her life, and she felt that she did not even have the courage to enter the game again and take up arms to fight.

This broken game played a psychological shadow for her.

Male anchors such as Eggplant were particularly excited after hearing Price’s words.

Eggplant slammed the table, and for a moment of excitement, he couldn’t take care of the regulations on not allowing smoking during the live broadcast on the platform, took a deep breath of smoke and bit his cigarette butt, “Kill him.” ”

At the same time, in the video.

The player who played as soap took a deep breath after hearing Price finish speaking, and pulled a small piece of cloth from his pocket.

Seeing this, the audience behind the screen directly collapsed the tear glands.

This is the armband of Task Force 141.

This thing is also sold on Taobao, that is, a small piece of shoddy cloth worth more than ten yuan in a handicraft workshop.

Immediately after the game caught fire, there was a whole bunch of fandom products for sale.

The anchors are naturally also a manpower, and at the beginning they still have their own things to carry on and wear a decent pirated combat suit.

Only later, after sacrificing more comrades-in-arms, they no longer wore this thing, and it was posted in a prominent position on the wall.

So at this moment, wait for the soap in the video to take out this armband.

They also took a deep breath and turned their heads to look at the armbands they had attached to the computer or the wall.

After Xiao Qiang’s sacrificial ghost disappeared, there was a fire burning in everyone’s heart.

And now, Price’s words are pouring another barrel of gasoline on this flame that can make it explode.

“We…”

“Will.”

“Kill him.”