Rampant Online Games

Chapter 1908

In the hearts of Da Sima and other national server players.

No matter how the major guilds and chambers of commerce struggle.

But to put it bluntly, everyone is Chinese.

When facing foreign enemies, no matter how hostile you are with other guilds, how great the hatred is.

At this time, it is necessary for everyone to temporarily put aside their barriers and join forces to resist foreign enemies.

...

Therefore, when Da Sima witnessed those Chinese ships being destroyed by artillery fire, his heart was really torn apart.

After all, the sunk ship came from China!

Those who die are Chinese players!

I don't know how long it took, all the waves dissipated, and the sea surface returned to calm, but there were still many boats drifting with the waves.

Accompanied by the corpses of countless players.

The corpse of a Huaxia player!

"Damn, is the foreigner so perverted?"

"It's just a shot, I can't even stop the magic shield, I just died?"

"Is this the power of artillery?"

"Damn, is this game so boring?"

"Damn white-skinned pigs, you are so shameless!"

...

A series of insults sounded, and after the game's automatic translation, the information was accurately captured by Warwick and others on the ship.

"Hahaha! A bunch of reptile-like Chinese ants can't beat us, so what's the use of spraying dung?"

A US server player named "One-Eyed Chuck" sneered.

Just like the name, he is a one-eyed orc with a big knife on his shoulder, standing on the edge of the battleship, looking down at the dead Chinese players.

"People from the Warcraft Club?"

"It was you who attacked us?"

"You sons of the World of Warcraft Club, you are so courageous!"

It's not for nothing that Huaxia trolls are world famous.

Even in this disadvantage, the dead players continued to insult him.

One-eyed Chuck was quite disdainful. If they had the upper hand at this time and were abused like this, their mentality would definitely blow up.

but……

Now they have the upper hand... No, it should be a completely crushing situation.

Therefore, the insults from Huaxia players did no harm to him.

"A bunch of trash, they only know how to babble, if you have the guts to fuck me!"

One-eyed Chuck hurled insults, which drew strong reactions from the players.

But Leonard, Warwick and other real people in charge had grim faces.

"Chuck, stop talking nonsense and let me give the speech."

Warwick stepped forward, Chuck nodded respectfully and stepped back.

Warwick felt that standing on the edge of the frigate was not imposing enough, so he kicked hard with his strong legs.

With a sound of "whoosh", the deck shook, and Warwick flew high in an instant like a fired shell, landing on the battleship's battle flag.

If Chu Jing was present, he would have seen that Warwick's legs were very strong, and he also had a "Super Bounce" skill similar to his.

Standing on top of the battle flag, Warwick held his head upright at this moment, just as the last rays of the setting sun fell on him, setting him off like a god.

"Everyone in Huaxia, our World of Warcraft Club has come here personally, and there is no malice. Our purpose is very simple...we want to occupy Pearl Harbor!"

Feeling that he was almost pretending, Warwick suddenly spoke. The words were transmitted through the microphone, and the decibels were so loud that players on the distant pier could clearly hear them.

After everyone heard this sentence, they all went crazy!

"Occupy Pearl Harbor? Why don't you die, Warwick!"

"The information on the Internet shows that you are the boss of the Warcraft Club? You are so crazy about the Warcraft Club, don't you want to mess around!"

"Don't you know that Huaxia has the most players in the world? Do you really want to die?"

Countless players on the pier, on the sea, and on the surrounding ships are fighting back.

Warwick just sneered: "A group of superficial people, they are obviously weak, but their tone is so arrogant, are you pretending to be shit?"

Some sane players have already shut their mouths, unable to say anything.

Warwick was right, Huaxia had the upper hand at this time, and they had no reason to anger Warwick.

Taking advantage of this gap, Warwick continued: "Now, I declare that Pearl Harbor has already belonged to the Warcraft Club. Any Chinese ship that wants to leave must pay us 10 million game gold coins as a toll! If a single player wants to leave, one person must pay A toll of one hundred thousand gold coins!"

"If anyone breaks the rules, don't blame me that the cannons of the Warcraft Club don't have eyes!"

Warwick's words came out, and the players in the audience were shocked.

So, this is the real purpose of the Warcraft Club?

Block the most important port of Huaxia service?

Not to mention the players who suppressed the whole of China.

Still forced to pay tolls?

What's the difference between this and a robber?

In an instant, every Huaxia player was furious.

In China, with so many master players, how dare the Warcraft Club be so rampant?

"Kill them!"

"Destroy their ships!"

"Kill all the white skins!"

Under the anger of the heroes, countless players rushed to the sea.

"My boat can still take people! Who will come!"

"

Come on board, brothers, let's fuck foreigners! "

"Come on!"

Small boats left Pearl Harbor again, heading towards the Werewolf guarding the exit of the bay.

Many Chinese players on the ship don't know each other, but it doesn't matter.

Everyone is going with the purpose of revenge.

Some enemies who were originally fighting and killing were united because of this, regardless of previous suspicions.

It can be said that the humiliation of the Warcraft Club has made the Huaxia players on the server more united than ever before!

"Haha! A bunch of ants, President Warwick, when are we going to fire?"

One-eyed Charlie laughed wildly.

Warwick on the banner looked impassive.

"Not enough, not enough boats, but let's talk about more people!"

While talking, some boats approached.

It is only a few hundred meters away from the Werewolf.

It stands to reason that as long as the Werewolf fires, these ships cannot be spared.

But Warwick didn't do that.

He was fishing and waiting for more boats to arrive.

"Get on board and kill all the white skins! Seize their warship!"

Some Chinese players threw the rope onto the Werewolf from a distance, trying to board the ship.

"Chopped!"

Leonard shouted, and the members of the Warcraft Club cut all the ropes that were thrown into the boat.

"President Warwick, if you don't fire again, these ants will really board the boat. At that time, we may not be able to hold back!"

A sailor yelled anxiously.

At this moment, there are probably hundreds of ships surrounding the Werewolf!

There are not only ships in the entire sea area, but also densely packed players.

Some people couldn't take the boat, so they just swam over!

Kill arrogant enemies just to board the ship!

Even one-eyed Chuck couldn't laugh at this scene.

He swallowed his Adam's apple: "President Warwick, if we don't fire, we will be finished!"

Warwick still shook his head: "Not enough, not enough, wait, wait..."

While talking, Pearl Harbor is still sending ships approaching continuously.

I don't know how long it has passed, but some of the nearest Chinese ships are only a hundred meters away from the Werewolf.

At this time, Warwick made a rough calculation, and there were about 3,000 ships within the attack distance...

about there……

Warwick stared and laughed cruelly: "Fire!"