Little Meng: Invitation codes are naturally given based on my mood!

Some players organized training, donated guns and ammunition, and provided intelligence on the enemy...

The outcome of the battle held no surprises.

Before the real war had even begun, some players who had transformed into animals suddenly rose up, reverted to human form inside the enemy command center, and assassinated key enemy commanders.

Others had painstakingly trained with the Omni-directional Mobility Gear, yet had never found opponents strong enough.

Now that battle had broken out, they could not wait to join in, charging into the enemy ranks without hesitation.

The Military Police in the inner city were harassed to the point of misery, suffering casualties before they had even engaged the enemy.

With so many advantages, the NPC corps from the outer city nearly swept through the main inner-city Military Police force like dry weeds, gaining absolute superiority on the battlefield!

Even when several inner-city NPCs transformed into giants, they were slaughtered on the spot by the players and some powerful NPCs who specifically targeted them, utterly unable to fight back.

The most severe losses throughout the battle did not come from NPC gunfire, cannons, blades, or swords, but from environmental damage caused by crashing into buildings and falling from great heights.

—Many players thought they had already become masters of the Omni-directional Mobility Gear, and that the NPC captains' maneuvers were nothing special.

Once the fighting began, steel cables shot everywhere and propulsion gas spewed wildly.

They flew as fast as they wanted! As high as they wanted!

Then, once they entered battle, they realized: it was nothing like that...

Either they flew too fast to react in time and smashed headfirst into a high-rise building.

Or they flew too high, their cables were not long enough to latch onto a building, and by the time they reeled them