The Game of Demon Hunter

"Hassan, did you see with your own eyes that the player is from New China?" A warrior in metal armor with two scimitars hanging from his waist asked Hassan Singh.

The person who spoke was the youngest of the three Singhs who established the Kshatriya Gang, Garamchand Singh, and the only Singh currently active in Godrim City.

After the other two Singers established the Kshatriya Gang, they handed over the entire gang to Garam Chand for management, one went east and the other went west to develop and grow their own organization.

Success doesn't come by itself there, you have to create it yourself, this is what the Ganges learned in war.

You can't always pin your future on the benevolence of your enemies, and non-violent non-resistance seized upon England's period of weakness and freed the Ganges from their colonial past.

But this trick can't work in front of Xinhua.

Because New China has the largest territory and the largest population in the world, they have enough background and experience to digest and absorb the entire South Asian subcontinent.

The three Singhs were all Ganges born at the end of the war. They had never experienced a peaceful time. They grew up with endless artillery fire and wars, and their minds were always instilled with the glorious history of the Ganges.

On one side is the ruined hometown, and on the other side is brainwashing education. The most successful thing the Ganges rebels have done is to shape tens of thousands of young soldiers who hold a strong hatred for New China.

These seeds continued to take root and germinate, maintaining the basic structure of the rebel army. Although the entire South Asian continent was approaching peace when Xu Yichen carried out his mission, there were still various armed organization activities in various regions.

Of course, this is what New China's top management would like to see. According to the original plan, New China intends to use a whole generation to wipe out the passion for resistance in the entire South Asian subcontinent.

He is strong and he is strong, and I am from the breeze blowing the hills.

"I didn't see that New China player with my own eyes, but the message sent by the brothers who died in the battle was very clear before they died. The opponent is definitely a New China player, and he is from the military." Hassan lowered his head to Garam "His fighting style was very defined," Chand said.

"Hassan, the Kshatriya gang has covered all the human gathering areas near Godrim City, and no management player assigned by the five permanent members has been found." Garam Chand poured Hassan a glass of wine: It’s a good thing and a bad thing for us.”

"On the good side, we can easily expand, but on the bad side, the other party is likely to be placed in a place with better resources." Garamchand said worriedly: "You know those five immoral The rogue country with so much heart has always been shameless, in order to gain more advantages for themselves, they will do anything."

Hassan nodded. The character strength of the New China player was obviously not on the same level as theirs. It was no more difficult for him to kill his subordinates than to kill a chicken.

"It is precisely because of this injustice that we, the Kshatriya Gang, should stand up and resist. We are the one that symbolizes freedom and justice." Garam Chand has been trained in demagogy since he was a child. This kind of behavior has become his instinct: "We must publicize this injustice and tell everyone that even in a fake game, they cannot compete fairly with players from hegemonic countries."

"Freedom and equality should be the basic rights of each of our players in this game, but this false illusion has been shamelessly taken away by those people!" Garam Chand stood up passionately , asked loudly: "Maybe in the not-too-distant future, our descendants will be inferior even in the sweetest dreams!"

Hassan Singh was drunk, blushing and gasping for breath.

"Can you bear it!" Garam Chand asked him with a wine glass, and then walked to the player in charge of guarding the door and asked, "Can you bear it?"

"No!" Hassan roared angrily and squeezed the metal wine glass in his hand: "I can't bear it!"

The guard also shouted loudly: "We can't bear it! We must fight back! Let them know how powerful we are!"

"That's right, it's time to let them know how powerful we are." Garamchand poured down the whole pot of wine boldly, and the wine flowed down his strong chest.

Wiping off the drink on his face, Garamchand said to Hassan: "Take your people, seal the exit of Ham Town, and wait for our soldiers to arrive. We will let that New China People know how powerful we are!"

Hassan said excitedly: "I will take my people back now!"

"Don't forget to tell them what I said, and tell them exactly." Garamchand added to Hassan: "Remember, the New Chinese are not only the enemy of our Ganges, but also the enemies of others. Enemies of all nations, don't forget that we are for liberty and equality!"

Hassan nodded excitedly, turned and walked out of the tent.

Then, before he had gone far, the cold wind blew and he was half awake from the wine, and Hassan Singh's cold sweat came down.

Didn't he come back with his direct descendants to ask for help in order to preserve his strength? Why did he just give this task to the next in a daze?

Hassan, unable to get off the tiger, had to bite the bullet and walk back to his team, trying hard to recall what Garamchand said just now, as well as his tone and expression.

"I have to imitate a little bit, otherwise they won't work hard." Hassan called his subordinates together with an ugly face, intending to imitate the boss's appearance and give a speech to boost morale.

Garam Chand in the tent carefully extinguished the incense in the stove. The expensive incense used by mages in meditation has a very weak taste, but the effect is surprisingly good.

It can make people relax, mobilize their emotions more easily, and maintain an optimistic mentality.

This method of using incense has always been admired by the barbarian shamans. With some inspiring words, it is easy to control the emotions of the subordinates.

In exchange for a few pieces of incense, the three Singers paid the price of two hundred metal weapons, but the effect was outstanding.

There are a total of 300 core fighters under the Kshatriya Gang. Under the influence of the team, nearly half of them have obtained combat professions and become real professionals.

It's just that one hundred of them were taken away by the other two Singers, and there were only fifty fighters who could be used in Garam Chand's hands, and the other hundred were relatively trained. Well-trained mortals.

However, he believed that no matter how strong the New China player was, he would not be able to defeat one hundred players. After all, the game had only started for more than two months.

PS: Let me tell you that there are not many Indian names on Baidu. . . . The only one I can remember is Aamir Khan, his movies are so good~