Fifty players charged down from Sighing Heights.
As they drew closer to the outskirts of Fog Town, these seasoned veterans, honed by countless games, instinctively began spreading out into formation.
This damn game still lacked basic features like "team voice chat" or "public chat," so everyone had to communicate by yelling.
[Ji Luo] seized the moment and thrust his Stone Spear into the air, radiating the authority of a master tactician:
"Jiahao! Take the Vanguard Group, break up into pairs, and infiltrate Fog Town!"
"Don't fight them head-on! Your job is guerrilla warfare, assassinations, and supporting your teammates!"
"I want holes punched all over these Cultists' formation!"
"Ma Lou! Take the Unorthodox Tactics Group and hit their flank!"
"I don't care whether you smear mud in their eyes or give them the Thousand Years of Pain! Just make things as chaotic as possible!"
"Lu, Kuang Shao! Bring the Main Combat Group and join me in welcoming our guests head-on!"
"Move out! Kill them all!"
Suddenly, everyone felt as though they were fighting in a real, massive battle. Their hands trembled with excitement, and their eyes gleamed hungrily.
This was so fucking hype!
A Wasteland battlefield with hundreds of combatants brawling on the same screen, completely ditching rigid cast bars and stationary damage rotations in favor of a realistic Physics Engine and tactical maneuvers!
"I've played online games for ten years, and this is the first time I've been so excited my mouse hand... no, my spear hand is shaking!"
"Crush the Cultists! Liberate Fog Town!"
"Go, go, go! Fuck them up!"
Without the slightest fear of death, the fifty newbies charged out, howling at the tops of their lungs.
"Vanguard Group, spread out! Pairs of two! Into the alleys!"
[I'm Not Jiahao] shouted at the top of his lungs