My Cell Game

"New profession?" Jiang Zuo put down the crossbow arm in his hand. After Shu Ran said this, he remembered that the group of players in the game seemed to be in trouble and were preparing to counterattack.

The counterattack seems to be at eight o'clock tonight, what time is it now?

Jiang Zuo raised his hand and glanced at his watch, good guy, it's almost nine o'clock.

In an hour, the counterattack was probably almost over.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo opened the spectator panel and cast his sights on the birth point in the game.

Contrary to what Jiang Zuo had expected, the counter-offensive not only hadn't ended, but was in its intensified stage.

The birth point is full of broken cell debris, mixed with a large number of virus fragments, and falling black crystals that were too late to pick up.

The spawn point is huge, the size of a football field, and it's filled with these debris at the moment.

When tens of thousands of people are fighting against each other like this, the birth point is too narrow, and even the formation cannot be spread out.

The main position has been pushed to the plains outside the spawn point. The vast and barren plains are a good place for large-scale wars.

From a bird's-eye view, the number of source cells on the plain has been reduced to more than 200, but the viruses are still densely packed, and a steady stream of viruses are rushing to support from the tearing canyon.

"Brothers, make another wave! Before you die, you have to take two viruses away!" Please kill me first and yell at the fewer and fewer players behind me.

An Quantao glanced back at the player camp and sighed silently.

Obviously, the game is doomed.

"The second counterattack is about to fail again." An Quantao sighed helplessly, then roared, with the determination to die, he pulled himself together and rushed towards the virus group.

This is the second counterattack organized by the army of players.

The first counterattack started at eight o'clock, and almost all the old players participated. Thousands of source cells launched a fierce attack on tens of thousands of tearers.

The level of old players is basically above level 10, and the highest level has even reached level 16.

Coupled with the mutual cooperation between the mall props and players, players have a natural advantage when fighting against the Ripper.

However, the difference in numbers between the two sides is too large, and the 1v10 gap is an insurmountable gap.

In the past, players relied on crowd tactics to kill wild monsters, but this time it was reversed, and wild monsters used crowd tactics to kill players.

In the end, half an hour later, after eliminating more than 6,000 Rippers, thousands of source cells, plus the resurrected players, were all killed.

After the first counterattack was over, the players rested for a while and gathered non-stop to prepare for the second counterattack, which is the ongoing counterattack.

It was okay at the beginning, more than a thousand players dealt with the remaining four thousand Rippers. Although it was a bit difficult, they could barely handle it.

According to the experience of the first counterattack, the battle damage ratio of players and Rippers is about 1:7, that is to say, more than 1,000 players can kill more than 7,000 Rippers.

After playing for more than ten minutes, the number of Rippers was consumed by half, and the players' spirits were lifted.

Seeing the victory in sight, what people did not expect was that the reinforcements of the Ripper came.

The mighty Ripper reinforcements came from the direction of the tearing canyon. E, who was stationed at the mouth of the canyon, went and never returned to estimate the number of reinforcements, and notified An Quantao through the voice channel.

An Quantao's face turned green when he heard the number of reinforcements.

"How many did you say?"

"Fifteen thousand, no, maybe sixteen thousand, too many for me to count so carefully." Just as E Qu Bu Hui finished speaking, he was discovered by the tearer and nailed to death in the crevice of the blood vessel.

"Fuck!" An Quantao almost exploded on the spot, he knew that the counterattack was hopeless.

Eight million military expenditures were consumed in the two counterattacks, and more than five million yuan was spent, and the remaining military expenditures could barely be used to organize the last counterattack.

However, based on the battle loss ratio of 1 to 7, if you want to kill the reinforcements of the Ripper, one counterattack is not enough, at least two more.

What's more, no one knows if this is the last wave of reinforcements.

Fifteen thousand Rippers joined the battlefield, and the consumption of source cells increased sharply. When Jiang Zuo watched the battle, there were only the last two hundred players left.

An Quantao wanted to explode in place, and the leader of the Ripper wanted to explode in place even more.

It never expected that the strength of this group of cells with abnormal brains would grow so fast, almost all of them reached level 10 or above.

You must know that although there are many Rippers in the Tearing Canyon, most of them are low-level Rippers of level 4 and 5. For those above level 10, the entire Tearing Canyon can only gather more than 20,000. More than 20,000 troops are the backbone of the canyon.

Deterring the peripheral forces, preventing the invasion of high-level areas, and defending the tearing canyon all rely on this army.

How long has it been since the war with the source cell? The core strength in his hands is almost exhausted by more than half.

This fifty thousand reinforcements is its last stubbornness.

There is no other support. This 15,000 reinforcements is composed of guards from all the defense areas of the tear canyon, and the reserve guards are the last trump card of the tear canyon.

It can be said that once the support army is destroyed, the rest of the tearing canyon will be viruses below level 10. This low-level virus is useless at all, and the entire canyon will become an undefended wild area.

Fortunately, the source cells obviously couldn't hold on anymore, the commander joined the battlefield with reinforcements, and quickly killed all the remaining 200 source cells

Looking at the game interface that was slowly turning gray, An Quantao couldn't help punching the inner wall of the game cabin, shaking his head in disappointment.

In the player forum, almost all the players watched the entire battle through the live broadcast. After seeing the second counterattack group wiped out, the players' mood fell into a trough.

"Oh, there is no way to fight. The more and more viruses are attacked, our military expenditure is almost running out."

"It's day, what kind of game difficulty is this? The difficulty of hell is not so fierce!"

"What about planning?"

"Yes, what about planning? Is this the difficulty of the game you prepared for us?"

"Dog plan, climb for grandpa!"

"Mengxin just ask if you don't understand! I think the source cell is very powerful. 1 source cell can fight 7 tearers. Obviously we have the advantage. Why are you so pessimistic?"

"Upstairs, I'll do the math for you and you'll understand. In the first two counterattacks, we killed 15,000 Rippers and spent more than five million yuan on military expenses. The remaining military expenses, plus the first two The capture of the first counterattack can barely support the last counterattack.

According to the ratio of the previous two battle losses, the last counterattack could only kill more than 7,000 Rippers at most, but now the Rippers alone have 15,000 reinforcements, and it is not known whether there will be new reinforcements. How do you say this battle is still fought? "

At the same time, in the chat channel shared by the legion commander, there was also a lifeless depression and disappointment.