I Developed Call Of Duty And Was Hunted Down By Players All Over The World

After taking down the position of the building complex, everyone took a short rest before escaping into the dust storm again.

It is actually a good thing that the storm is blowing more violently.

This shows that they have entered the eye of the sandstorm, and it won't take long for the storm to pass.

At this time, in order to speed up the road.

Everyone didn't care about the formation, so they simply divided into two teams and moved forward like ants queuing up.

Besides, most of the players here are just players.

There are very few players with professional military background like Wang Jing.

Along the way, Wang Jing praised and scolded. Thanking the game maker for a while, and cursing for a while, Ye Yu next to him could hear his mind buzzing.

Since the mainstream gun game on the market has become Crossfire.

At the beginning, these middle-aged players were very interested and played happily.

At first, CrossFire was really worthy of his title, the dream of 300 million mice.

The game atmosphere is also very good, there are no messy krypton gold weapons.

A silencer M4 is already a great gun, and players rely purely on marksmanship to win.

Later, after Goose Factory launched the first fire Qilin krypton gold weapon, the taste of the whole game changed.

So these old players left the field sadly, never regaining the feeling of the past.

After several years of silence, I couldn't find a decent game to play.

Until yesterday, a game called Call of Duty was born.

Wang Jing and his son discovered the game from the anchor's perspective.

This made Wang Jing very curious. His son's character was simply cowardly, and he was bored to death.

With a temperament that can't hit a fart with a stick, he actually chatted with others yelling in the house.

This made Wang Jing very curious, so he quietly walked in to have a look.

After watching for a few minutes, Wang Jing's previously frowning brows suddenly rose, and his eyes lit up.

Afterwards, Wang Jing crossed his arms, moved a chair over with great interest, and looked at it.

Five minutes later, Wang Jing snatched his son's helmet with a hi-hah, saying that I want you to see what a master is.

Then, now, at this moment.

Wang Jing's wife took the money and went to show off, leaving the father and son hiding in the room to connect.

On the side, listening to Wang Jing's rambling, there was a smell of complaints unique to middle-aged people.

Ye Yu listened, his heart was full of sighs.

This is his original intention.

The game is a pure entertainment tool.

Turn on the computer, sit down, put on headphones, enter another world, and enjoy the short-lived excitement.

Abusing the enemy, or being abused by the enemy, then happily shouting or smashing the table to curse the street.

That's enough, and doesn't require so many complicated understandings.

"Anyway, let's play together."

"Damn it, I can see it. Within three days of this game, the whole world will explode."

"You said such a powerful thing, how could they let it go?"

"Look, at most three months, this game will be like CF, launching a lot of things that can only be played with money."

"At that time, there will be no more fun."

As he said that, Wang Jing looked down at the gun in his hand with admiration, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ye Yu curled his lips and smiled without saying anything.

...

After walking for more than ten minutes, everyone came to a crossroad.

Front right, a convoy of four T72 tanks, an armored car and a jeep is advancing.

With a distance of more than 50 meters, Ye Yu and the others barely observed with a telescope.

This was exactly the enemy convoy that the command had been urging them to stop.

"Three tanks can be dealt with with three stingers."

"Armored vehicles can be dealt with with bazookas, and jeeps can be taken over."

"What about the remaining tank?"

"Touch and pry the can, or try your luck with a rocket?"

The four team leaders climbed up the slope, observing the long line of convoys below to discuss a solution.

"I tend to use rockets to solve it. I have to pry the cans together. What if I get killed by a machine gun?"

"But I want to try."

As Wang Jing spoke, he moved closer to Ye Yu:

"Give me a chance, I want to show my hand in front of my son."

"I have never had a good relationship with him, and he never chatted with me."

"Now it's hard for a father and son to have fun together. As a father, I have to give him a long face in front of my son no matter what."

"Look behind you, the guy with the turban is my son."

"Let me try, just once, count me in, please."

Seeing him speak with almost pleading eyes, Ye Yu didn't make a sound.

Looking at the other two captains, they nodded in agreement.

"Okay, take it easy."

"I'll sit in the front row for your son and let him see clearly."

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