Now it was Di Tian's team's turn to play as the Survivors, while Huo Yuhao's team played as the Infected.
"Hmph, we only lost that last round because we let our guard down." Huo Yuhao stared at the screen, his eyes glinting with cunning as a mischievous grin spread across his face. "You two seniors, we're not going to beat them with skill this time. We're going to use tactics."
"Tactics?" Tai Tan looked at the pair of plump hands on his screen. "Yuhao, I'm a big fat Boomer now. I can barely walk. What kind of tactics could I use?"
"Second Dad, your character is called a Boomer. He's the strategic core of the whole game."
Huo Yuhao explained patiently, "Your belly is full of bile. If you spray it on the Survivors, or they shoot you at close range and blow you up, bile will splatter all over their screens. It'll blind them and attract an endless horde of Zombies."
"Oh?" Tai Tan's eyes lit up. "So all I have to do is gross them out?"
"Exactly. Gross them out." Huo Yuhao nodded. "Wait for my signal. Don't rush in."
"It's really pouring..."
Di Tian carried an AK-47 as he walked through the abandoned sugar mill. Though visibility was poor, his confidence was sky-high.
"Stay close to me!" Di Tian commanded calmly over voice chat. "Huo Yuhao and the others were just too timid last round. As long as our aim is good, we'll shoot anything we see. They won't even get close!"
"Exactly." Wang Qiu'er held an electric guitar and warily scanned their surroundings. "Whatever comes at us, I'll smash it with my guitar."
Snow Empress and Ice Empress guarded the flanks. The four of them seemed to have an impregnable formation.
They reached a narrow