I Developed Battlefield to Drive Players Around the World Crazy

In the tank before, because of the heavy steel armor, most of the sound outside was isolated, and only the sound of shells exploding could be heard.

And the bullets hit the armor, and it didn't pose any threat at all.

But now that he came to the real battlefield, A Yin felt what cruelty was.

It is even crueler than the positional warfare in the previous prologue.

We can only rely on the tanks parked in place as bunkers, and there are our own soldiers in all directions, as well as German soldiers.

The stray bullets from both our side and the enemy occasionally came over, splashing the wet soil on the ground.

More importantly, the German soldiers had already discovered them, and they charged forward one by one without fear of death. Fortunately, the position of the tank was not bad, plus Mike and Chief Townsend were still controlling the tank's machine gun. .

At least they don't have to worry too much for the time being, and the soldiers can rush to them.

"Thank goodness, it's just that the drive wheel is loose, it's not a big problem."

Amidst the hail of bullets, Finch opened the tank to observe the fuel tank and gears and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Are you all right, Edward?" Finch, who was holding a repair wrench in his hand, asked A Yin, who was beside him.

"No problem, brother, hurry up, hurry up!" A Yin held a Mauser C96 in his hand and rushed over vigilantly at the surrounding German soldiers who were afraid of slipping through the net.

Compared to the outside, he felt safer in the tank, especially with the Mauser C96 in his hand.

"Don't worry, it will be solved in a while, there will be no danger." Finch held the wrench and comforted while repairing.

But hearing this, A Yin's heart sank subconsciously.

Including the audience who were watching the live broadcast excitedly, they were also swiping the barrage at this time.

'Why do I feel that Finch at this moment is like an old general with flags on the stage? ’

'+1, I'll get married in my hometown after the last battle, it's the same thing! ’

‘Finch, danger! ’

The barrage swiped, and A Yin didn't have time to look.

In the next second, a cannonball landed precisely beside them.

Boom!

A loud bang exploded in his ears, and his eyes were covered by firelight and black smoke.

The shells that exploded suddenly, combined with the motor vibration of the somatosensory device, and the perspective in the game, made A Yin stunned.

There was a buzzing sound similar to tinnitus all over the ears, and the eyes were blurred.

"What's the situation? What's the situation now? Edward! Finch!"

The blurry picture gradually recovered, the buzzing tinnitus subsided, and there were words urged by Chief Townsend from inside the tank.

At this time, A Yin, who had come to his senses, began to look around, and he was in a pit three or four meters away.

The blood-stained Finch lay on the ground and slowly raised his hand, his lips trembling and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and a stray bullet from nowhere hit him directly in the chest, taking Fen away. Qi's last breath of strength.

"Answer! Edward, Finch, are you okay?" Chief Townsend, who was manipulating the battery inside the tank and constantly cleaning up the German soldiers rushing over, urged again.

"Finch sacrificed!" At this time, A Yin also replied quickly.

"Damn it! Edward... it's up to you, hurry up and fix the tank, you should have been taught in the military school!" Chief Tang Sen scolded.

At the same time, a corresponding prompt appeared in front of A Yin's eyes, and the parts that needed repair were shining brightly.

Picking up the repair wrench from Finch's body on the ground, A Yin hurriedly went to repair those parts. Occasionally, a series of stray bullets hit the armor of the tank next to him, which made him tremble with fear.

Finally, after repairing, A Yin returned to the tank, pulled the handle of the engine, and the simulated gasoline burning smell and hot air made A Yin extremely nervous.

Chief Townsend inside the tank gave an order: "Go ahead! Help our soldiers kill these Germans!"

The tank that took action once again fully demonstrated what is called a battlefield killer.

With the cover of their own infantry, the enemy's defense line was torn and smashed.

The Maxim machine gun, which can cause large-scale damage to soldiers, was wiped out in one shot.

Even a field gun that can cause damage to a tank cannot pose too much threat to a tank because of various elements such as range.

As long as the position is locked, a shot will directly blow it up.

"Junima is so cool!"

As a tank and main gunner, A Yin was already very excited at this time.

Including the audience in the live broadcast room, they were even more excited to take their place.

Different from previous games, this game called "Battlefield" is simply too dangling, especially the performance brought about by the destruction of buildings and terrain, which has pushed the visual effects of this game to the extreme.

The trenches, temporary German strongholds, and small towns were conquered and occupied one by one with the help of tank fire, and victory seemed to be beckoning to them.

However, before finally going to the stronghold of the artillery position, A Yin encountered a huge problem.

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