Chapter 571 The mentality explodes! The most unstable episode for Golden Wind players!
Bang! !
With this gunshot!
Xiaoqiang was completely shocked!
Perhaps this sudden shot surprised Xiaoqiang, or maybe it was the extreme sense of realism brought by this shot that shocked the players.
In his heart, there seemed to be a blazing fireball passing through his heart.
The next thing was numbness.
Everything happened so fast.
A moment!
Everything seemed to have lost its sound.
Xiaoqiang looked at Sheffield in front of him in disbelief, and fell down uncontrollably!
“Xiaoqiang! No—!”
The ghost next to him was startled and was about to draw his gun!
However, Sheffield was already prepared!
Without even a moment's pause, he turned the gun, pointed it at the ghost's chest, and shot him again!
Bang—! !
In the blurred vision, the bullet penetrated from the ghost's back, bringing out a sharp **** arrow.
The sad violin concerto sounded.
Xiaoqiang fell down with his mouth open, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat. He seemed to want to ask why, but his throat was sealed by the blood foam that kept rising up.
Sheffield’s cold face was reflected in his desperate and shocked pupils.
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Sheffield shook off Xiaoqiang's hand, took away the intelligence hard drive indifferently, stood up and waved his hand.
Two subordinates stepped forward, pulled Xiaoqiang up, and threw him into a crater beside him.
Following the next step, there was the ghost who fought alongside him all the way.
—
They once traveled through the dangerous Rio de Janeiro.
They once fought in the heavily fortified Gulag.
They once witnessed the blast of nuclear bombs rising into the cold sky of Siberia.
They have each other’s backs along the way.
As Captain Price said—
【There is nothing that 141 cannot do】
They did not die during the difficult breakout.
Besieged, they did not die.
Even just now, when hundreds of enemy troops were chasing him across the mountains and plains, Ghost still persisted and dragged Xiao Qiang out of the hail of bullets.
How fierce the enemy's attack is.
How dangerous the environment is.
They can all get away.
They are Task Force 141 - a squad of the world's most elite warriors.
They did not die fighting the enemy.
But he died in the hands of his own man, General Sheffield.
Gasoline was poured on the two of them, and the pungent smell filled the sky.
The roar of old captain Price came from the earphones:
“Ghost! Ghost answer me!”
“We were attacked by Sheffield’s Shadow Troopers at the abandoned car park! It’s a hoax!”
“Don’t trust Sheffield!”
“Repeat! Repeat! Don’t believe Sheffield!!”
“Soap…get down…!”
Da Da ... Da Da da da ... 嗤 ...
The noisy sound rang out from the headphones, and the sound of gunfire was heart-wrenching.
A gust of wind blew by, and the grass blades rustled.
Sheffield stood next to the two of them and took a long puff of his cigar.
Thick smoke dispersed from his mouth and nose.
With a flick of Sheffield’s fingers—
——
The blazing flames instantly enveloped the two of them.
141The greatest warrior—
‘Ghost’ Simon Riley.
‘Little Strong’ Gary Sanderson.
【Confirm sacrifice】
Soaring into the sky with blazing flames!
In the midst of an incredibly shocking silence, the voices of countless players sounded almost simultaneously—
"…Why???"
This moment!
Reluctance, despair, pain, anger…
Indescribable emotions are like an overturned paint box, dyeing the gradually darkening picture into a blur!
The scene of blazing flames soaring into the sky is reflected in the pupils of countless players, and unspeakable complex expressions are intertwined on the faces of countless players!
After a long period of suffocation, the emotions of players around the world exploded as the level ended—!
‘Sacrificed? Sacrificed! Sacrificed? ! ’
‘I...he...ah? ? ? ’
‘Sheffield...is the most hidden villain? ! ’
‘My Xiaoqiang! ! My ghost! ! ’
‘I am really **** your **** me***! I **** the golden wind! ***Sam, old thief, you deserve to die! You really ***** deserve to die, you! ! ’ ˆ ˆ ˆ ‘Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Blanch—! Gu Sheng, old thief, even if I kill you ten thousand times, it’s not enough! ! ’
‘The ghost just dragged me out of the encirclement! We finally got out! We have obviously completed the task! Isn’t that what matters now? What's wrong? Do you call this a thing? ah-? ! ’
‘Traitor! Sheffield-! My **** dog traitor! DNM I will kill you today! I will **** kill you! ’
‘@Gu ShengSam, do this game well, right? You'd better wake me up at night! Sooner or later I will find you! ’
'dog-! You are not the most legendary producer of the next generation! You are the next generation... no... you are the most hateful dog thief in the history of the world's games! Give me Xiaoqiang back! Give me back my ghost! ’
‘I can’t stand it anymore! Sheffield or old thief Gu Sheng, I'm going to eat you all alive today! ! ’
‘I’m going to eat, eat, eat! Ate Sheffield! I ate old thief Gu Sheng! Ate the Blues! Eat the golden wind! I'll eat you alive! ! ’
‘Mr. Zha! I'm going to stuff you into the oven and pour the oil and spicy on you -! ! ’
‘The episode with the most unstable mental state of Butter Player…’
‘…’
The mentality explodes!
Actually, if you calm down and think about it, you have to admit that Golden Wind does spare no effort in terms of empathy and sense of empathy, and it has always been effective.
GW pays great attention to the details of creation, using a two-pronged approach of "plot" and "sensory feeling" to subtly bring players' emotions into the game.
When you are in danger, soap will come to your rescue.
The money team will guide you as you sneak in secretly.
When you are trapped in a tight siege or even hanging on by a thread, the ghost will try its best to get you out of trouble.
This is a great era, an era in which heroes emerge in large numbers.
This greatness was not created by one person.
The real hero is not a single person.
The protagonist of the Call of Duty series has always been Task Force 141, who is capable of forever creating a legend.
So from the perspective of plot arrangement and technical adaptation, Golden Wind is indeed outrageously excellent.
But at this time!
The angry players no longer care about that!
The enemy on the surface is certainly hateful, but the traitor who stabs you in the back is even more hateful!
Don’t talk about ordinary players.
Even Simon, the game review editor of SNG, was completely overwhelmed by the rage at this moment. He gritted his teeth and said:
“Shepherd! Youmotherfucker!”
“If you want to kill me? Bringiton!”
“Butwhatidohaveareaveryparticularsetofskills，thatmakemeanightmareforpeoplelikeyou—”
“Iwillfindyou…andiwillkillyou”
…
【We only have one UMP, but they have thousands of troops】
【It's not even clear whether Makarov's information is correct】
【Normal people would not think that they would be dead soon after waking up】
【But I don't think this is a curse, on the contrary, it is a kind of luxury - until my own time is running out, it is also a kind of relief】
【Insufficient manpower, insufficient firepower, insufficient intelligence, and nothing to do... It seems that we can only die with him】
【But this land that has experienced thousands of years of war will definitely remember us】
Because even if we know that we are doomed, we are still firmly on the road of no return, just like bullets being discharged, moving forward indomitably.
【And we have only one goal—】
【Kill him】
With the sacrifices of Ghost and Xiaoqiang, Task Force 141 no longer exists.
In other words - has been removed from Sheffield.
Yes, as the war situation gradually eased, he had all the military power in his hands.
The 141st Task Force, which had made great achievements in combat, was almost completely wiped out by Sheffield as the special forces team with the best knowledge of the inside story.
Price and Soap, who barely managed to break out of the siege at the abandoned car factory and narrowly escaped death, also became wanted fugitives.
Sheffield, who covers the sky with one hand, has now taken over the power and is bound to kill 141 who knows many inside stories.
For the only two people left in Task Force 141, if they cannot kill Sheffield with their own hands, they will always live in regret for the rest of their lives and never die in peace.
Alan will not rest in peace, the ghost will not rest in peace, and Xiao Qiang will not rest in peace.
The whole 141 will not be able to rest in peace.
So—!
【The enemy of my enemy is my friend】
Sheffield once said this sentence. After this sentence, he rescued prisoner No. 627, who was Qian Dan Price.
This will be the worst decision in his life!
Because now, Price has applied this sentence to Sheffield!
In order to take revenge, Price and Soap have resorted to any means!
They contacted Makarov and stated their goals straightforwardly!
Hearing this, Makarov was naturally very happy!
After all, Price and Soap are also enemies of his enemies!
With almost no hesitation, Makarov helped Price and Soap locate the location of Sheffield's Shadow Force base in Afghanistan:
“Have you enjoyed working together?”
Makarov's voice seemed to be particularly relaxed.
But Price was very cold:
“Everyone gets what they need. Sooner or later, I will personally send you on your way…”
that's all!
In the sky full of yellow sand, players once again transformed into the protagonist of the previous game, Soap, and followed the old captain Price on the road to hunt down Sheffield!
Here, they encountered Sheffield’s most elite ace army—the Shadow Troops!
Fierce firefights raged in the wilderness and exploded in the caves.
And when Sheffield learned that Price and Soap were coming to kill him, he even sacrificed his elite shadow troops to get rid of the pursuit of these two plague gods!
After all, as the former commander-in-chief, Sheffield knew the combat power of Task Force 141 all too well!
However!
How could these two people, whose minds have been completely consumed by the flames of revenge, be easily shaken off!
The flame of revenge burns in the hearts of these two people, and also burns in the hearts of countless players around the world!
Facing the enemy's sophisticated equipment and powerful combat power, they fought to the death and became more and more courageous the more they fought!
Today, no one can stop them!
Sheffield must die!
Even Price politely declined the offer of support from his old friend Nikolai:
“There is no need to arrange a pick-up for my brother, this trip—”
“We have gone and never come back.”
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PS: I lost a chapter in my manuscript for no apparent reason, so I had to rewrite it. Sorry for the late posting.
(End of this chapter)