I! Game Designer! Drive the Little Girl Crazy at the Start

"Watching teammates get beat up, we're just waiting here... it's not a good experience."

"What exactly does catching a rabbit mean, can you explain it clearly!"

Players of the First Army are frantically complaining in the channel.

After all, the Second Corps has been sending out a distress signal, but they are on standby here, and they don't even know what happened there.

They are not those scenic parties. They want to play this game well, but Tao Ziming doesn't let them advance. This kind of feeling is really very uncomfortable.

Tao Ziming sat on a chair, folded his arms in front of his chest, leaned his right foot on his left, tilted his head slightly, and listened to the players' spit from the headset.

He sighed at the game screen in front of him and shook his head.

What a young, restless young man...

He suddenly missed the skin players that I fought with, all of them are old yin pens, and I can guess what they mean by now.

At this moment, Tao Ziming's mobile phone "buzz" vibrated twice on the table.

He quickly picked up the phone, and Jiang Qi's private chat popped up.

Only two words: action.

Tao Ziming stood up in a flash, and stretched his waist with his fingers crossed.

The surrounding roommates looked over curiously and knew that he was playing games, but they had never seen him play games so solemnly.

I saw Tao Ziming sat back in front of the computer, called up the map, and glanced at it quickly.

At this time, his face was red, and he changed his lazy look just now, and his eyes were shining brightly.

It's finally here. It's too hard to hide the news, it's really not as simple as fighting a war.

Thinking of Jiang Qi's twisting tactics, he couldn't help but pouted.

The heart of playing tactics is dirty...

As soon as he put on the headset, Tao Ziming heard the voice of a boy.

"Brothers, if you don't want to watch the Second Route Army be beaten in vain, come with me!"

A player who couldn't help shouting in the channel, followed by more players shouting.

"I come!"

"Count me in!"

"You can't watch the brothers of the Second Route Army die in vain."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many people were moved with careful thoughts.

The formation that was originally very stable began to become a little chaotic at this time.

They want to leave the team without authorization and leave the team to support the Second Route Army.

At this moment, Tao Ziming said loudly on the communication channel with a very fast speech rate:

"The commander brought the Third Route Army into the battle and went to the battlefield in person. The enemy army soon fell behind."

"Ten minutes ago, the enemy troops broke their tails to survive, lost most of their resources, and hurriedly fled the battlefield."

"It's heading our way now, and it's only about three minutes away from a conservative estimate."

Speaking of this, he paused and said loudly:

"Brothers, copy the guys for me, and treat these bastards well!"

Tao Ziming said it was high, but at this moment, all the players of the First Army who were sitting in front of the computer showed a confused expression at the same time.

What the hell is this?

Isn't their mission to stay put?

Why did White's army suddenly escape?

And aren't those foreign players storming their Second Corps?

There have also been requests for help from the Second Legion on the channel.

Those shells exploded and bullets landed on the ground not far away, making a crackling sound. You can't fake it.

Even if the Third Army went to support, the Second and Third Army would add up to more than 6,000 people!

The enemy army on the opposite side was 10,000 people.

Not to mention how much the 3,000-plus people of the 2nd Corps would lose under the attack of 10,000 people before the 3rd Corps arrived.

When the two fronts meet, they will only have five or six thousand people in total.

So here comes the question, after a good fight, why did those foreign players escape?

How did 5,000 or 6,000 people beat 10,000 people and flee?

Even if five or six thousand people go to catch 10,000 pigs, it will take several days and nights to catch them.

At this time, the players of the First Legion had question marks written all over their faces.

They couldn't help but feel suspicious.

They were on standby here in advance. Is this a coincidence or deliberately squatting?

If it's a coincidence, then it's too coincidental...

If it was deliberately squatting, it would be terrifying.

First of all, we must predict that the enemy's 10,000 people will be defeated by 5,000 people.

Then you have to predict the direction of the enemy's escape and the time it takes to run.

Then put them in place here ahead of time.

Isn't this just waiting for the rabbit?

No wonder I said about catching rabbits before! That's what it meant!

At this moment, all the players of the First Army took a deep breath at the same time.

They started asking questions on the channel.

"God Taozi, how did Commander Jiang Qi predict these things?"

Tao Ziming heard the words, with a slight smile on his face, but with a little helplessness.

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"I do not know either."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then began to speak:

"But the enemy is only two minutes away from us."

With his prompt, everyone in the First Legion immediately began to form the queue as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The infantry began to set up a firepower network, the machine guns and guns set up bunkers, and the snipers chose the sniper position.

A yellow bullet was pushed into the bomb bay of the Dragon of War.

The ghostly shadows began to ignite, warm up, accelerate, raise the rudder, turn on the afterburner on the already paved runway, and climbed and flew into the clouds.

Lines of tank soldiers drilled into the tanks of the world. As a string of black smoke spewed out of the tank's exhaust pipe, the twelve-cylinder engine began to rumble, driving dozens of tons of tanks to move to the Convenient location for siege.

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Cannonballs weighing dozens of kilograms were pushed into the dark holes of a howitzer, and then the artillerymen loaded the cannonballs and were ready to fire at all times.

Just as they were getting ready, a sparse crowd suddenly appeared not far away.

I saw those people throw away their helmets and armor one by one, and some infantrymen did not have guns in their hands.

Some airmen in sky blue uniforms were dragging their legs and limping forward.

Listening to the sound of artillery fire in the earphones getting smaller, many foreign players breathed a sigh of relief, and their vigilance also dropped.

"Finally escaped, it's not easy!"

Michael wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and sighed.

"If it wasn't because that stupid guy Daniel said that he eavesdropped on the position of the commander of the red side and let us press it with all our strength, would we be so embarrassed!"

"It also said that the Red Army is divided into three groups, and the distance between each troop is very long, and it is impossible to get close to support in a short time, bah!"

Michael's voice was chattering on the communication channel, but at this moment, another person's voice sounded in the channel.

"Shut up! Stupid!"

Daniel was also in a very bad mood at this time. Along the way, there were constantly fleeing White players, passing by him in groups.

He also sneered at him and said some ugly words.

Listening to the chattering quarrel between the two, Grint pouted with a helpless expression on his face.

The two guys quarreled again, although this time he rarely agreed with Michael...

Thinking like this, Grint suddenly saw a swarthy thing. wide.