"Whew... whew..."
The wind howled as an F-18 fighter jet roared overhead, its bombs exploding in the distance and sending towering columns of water skyward.
This was the Bridge, one of the most classic maps in Left 4 Dead 2. Players had to cross this long bridge littered with abandoned vehicles and reach the rescue helicopter on the other side.
At the moment, Huo Yuhao's team—the human side—was cautiously moving along the guardrail on the right side of the bridge.
"Listen up, everyone," Huo Yuhao said, his voice seeming faint amid the wind. "The most dangerous thing on this map isn't the zombies, and it isn't the Tank. It's the terrain."
He pointed beyond the guardrail at the bottomless Mississippi River.
"If you fall in, it's an instant kill! Doesn't matter how much health you have left or how much medicine you're carrying. Fall into the water, and the game declares you dead. Not even a god can save you."
"Fall into the water?" Niu Tian leaned over and glanced at the river below, snorting disdainfully. "My true form is the Sky Azure Bull Python. Water is my home. Why can't I just swim back up if I fall in?"
"Senior Niu Tian, this is a game..." Huo Yuhao rubbed his forehead helplessly. "In this game, you're a landlubber coach. Fall in, and you'll be fish food."
"Hmph, I don't believe it." Niu Tian talked tough, but his body honestly shifted a little closer to the middle of the road.
"What a map! An absolutely perfect map!"
Di Tian looked at the precarious four-man survivor team below, then at the gaps in the broken bridge that had no guardrails.
"This map was practically made for us."
Wang Qiuer looked at the icon in the lower right corner of her