War Paradise

"Miss the enemy commander, shoot a soldier."

The battlefield ghost wearing auspicious clothes, while putting away the M24 sniper rifle, uses the throat wheat to report his own results.

Hearing the words of the ghosts on the battlefield, the coach who was using the telescope to observe the battlefield opened his mouth and said: "Retreat."

——Although he couldn't kill the guy who used to team up with him, but he killed that guy's entourage and a few special forces soldiers in the first battle, which is worth the price.

Looking at the two guards from the Navy Hunting Team next to him, the coach was about to turn around and leave, and the cold voice of the battlefield ghost sounded again:

"I found an enemy soldier with a hound, do you want to kill it?"

"No, he didn't come for us." The coach said and turned to look at the mercenary hospital at the end of the street.

The weird man with the hound obviously intends to seek revenge against the "upstream".

Upon receiving the commander's order, the battlefield ghost immediately carried the sniper rifle behind him, preparing to evacuate the wreckage of the house that had just been used as a shooting position.

But he had just turned around, the picture in front of him suddenly went dark, and then his neck became hot, and the severe pain instantly spread to his brain, and together with the suffocation, he began to destroy his consciousness.

The battlefield ghost has its throat cut!

While the follower covered his neck with his hands and fell to the ground, a figure in a black combat uniform appeared behind him. Sam Fisher shook off the blood stains on the blade and disappeared into the shadow again without saying a word.

"..."

Hearing the noise of the electric current flowing in the earphones, the coach frowned slightly and wanted to use the radio to contact the battlefield ghosts, but he could not receive any response.

"Retreat, someone is coming again." While he was speaking, he cast his gaze on the spot where the battlefield ghost originally hid.

At this time, the wreckage of Star, who had just arrived nearby, was also hiding in a barren ruin, waiting for a message from the agent under his command.

After relying on Sam Fisher’s assassination to kill the player named "Kettle Mackerel", he tasted the sweet Star Wreck, and chose to continue sending this super agent to assassinate other players trying to occupy strategic locations. , Or their subordinates.

For the Star Wreckage, whether it is the so-called "honor" or "appreciation", it is completely irrelevant, and only the removal of other commanders is the most important thing. This celebrity is tall, and the officer wearing a brown beret is more competitive than any other player.

After receiving Sam Fisher's report from the sniper, there was a shallow smile on the nearly square face of the Star Wreckage, and a lot of wrinkles appeared when the facial muscles moved.

But what he thinks now is not to win this invitational tournament as a player, but...

"I will complete the mission of the Special Operations Command."

Leaning against the cold wall, Star Wreckage clenched the handle of the saber in his hand. The eyeballs kept turning around, as if they had lost their focus. As if hypnotized by something.

"Commander, please give instructions."

A KSK commando soldier next to him, seeing the Star wreckage seemed to be in a daze, stepped forward and asked tentatively. But when he saw the commander's original serious face, he suddenly grinned and revealed a weird smile.

-Isn't he crazy?

The soldier looked at Star's wrecked face in surprise, but found that the commander's weird expression just disappeared, and his face became serious again.

"What did you just say?" Star Wreckage turned to look at the soldiers under his command.

"We are waiting for the next step." The soldier said, raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, thinking that he had hallucinations.

"Oh, stay here, just let Sam do it alone." Star Wreck sighed, "With our current manpower, we can no longer fight head-on."

After five soldiers were torn by the "Leprosy Gnome", there are now only three survivors of the KSK commando soldiers under his command. The Star Wreckage knew that in order to complete the mission of the Special Operations Command, it was only possible to win by relying on Sam Fisher. but……

"I'm a little……"

He reached out his hand to cover his forehead, his facial features began to twist.

"Commander, are you okay?" The soldier looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy." Star Wreckage shook his head.

He always feels that he has forgotten something, but he can't remember it for a while. Now he is just the commander of the KSK commando, leading this army to wipe out other special forces in the city, and by the way perform some "miscellaneous tasks such as rescuing the hostages." "It seems that there is nothing else, it is so important that it must be remembered.

However, what is going on with this lingering feeling of irritability?

Star Wreckage shook his head in confusion, and decided not to think about it anymore, but contacted Sam Fisher and gave the next order:

"Continue looking for the enemy commander, he shouldn't have gone far yet."

"Yes."

The agent dressed in black quickly left the murder scene, even though his hair turned gray, his movements were still agile.

This agent from the fourth echelon of the United States National Security Agency (NSA) may be the best at ambushing and assassinating in the city of Kayaland. And what he has to do now is to find the enemy's commander, and then end the opponent's life!

...

"Is this really okay..."

The "Terminator", who was sitting in his own private house watching the live broadcast, couldn't help but complain after witnessing the actions of the Star Wreckage.

As one of the well-known players in the paradise of war, although "Star Wreckage" is very strong, there is actually a gap between his combat effectiveness and the monsters participating in the invitational tournament.

However, this person still received an invitation from Pulse Entertainment. Everyone can see that this invitation is not based on his strength, but on his unique gameplay.

——In a sense, "Star Wreckage" is the most professional player in the paradise of war, because this guy will completely put down his original identity in every game and fully substitute for the character itself!

In other words, after this guy enters the game for a period of time, he will forget that his own "main body" is the player lying in the game compartment, but will regard himself as the character in the game. He can even create a new "virtual identity" for himself through strong psychological hints.

Since each game of War Paradise has a time limit, after the game is over, "Star Wreck" will naturally return to reality, recalling who he was originally. This may also be the reason why he did not choose other brain imaging games-if he played those games that could always be online, this guy might starve to death in the game warehouse because he forgot how to go offline...

——Is it really the right choice to let this crazy guy participate in the Invitational?

Watching the focused eyes of the star wreck taken by the spherical camera, as the end of the audience watching the game, he also began to think secretly in his heart.

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