Most people probably know what a proper human pyramid is, but few actually know how to do it.
But when it comes to the siege tactics in " World War Z," even if many people haven't seen the movie, they've definitely seen clips of it.
Before some players could even understand what [ Disorder Idea King ] meant, they were already being pushed forward by those who had grasped his meaning.
"Stop pushing! Stop pushing! Let's agree on who's going to be the ladder!"
A player shouted loudly, trying to stop the crowd's outrageous behavior, but his words were in vain. Soon, another player shouted:
"Those who climb slowly can be used as ladders!"
After hearing this, even those players who originally didn't want to climb the wall had no choice. They certainly didn't want to climb over the wall in such an absurd way, but who wanted to be someone else's ladder?
This wasn't some serious event with rewards; it was just a spontaneous act among the players. Although the physical strength of their bodies in the World of Disorder prevented them from being trampled to death, carrying four or five companions on their backs wasn't a very comfortable feeling.
With one idea or another in mind, the players began their ant-like collective climb.
The players jostled, pushed, and trampled each other, clinging to the tree wall as they climbed ever higher, like a clump of slime mold climbing a culture medium, full of Vitality.
While many of the initially leading players fell because they got caught in a slip or twisted their ankle, overall the players continued to climb the ranks.
The idea that came up with [ Disorder Idea King ] originally didn't intend to do it himself, but sometimes the ideas of the Idea King can indeed hurt others and himself.
He realized something was wrong after shouting out the movie's name, but before he could leave the group of players, his companions rushed up behind him and pinned him to the side.
With no other option, [ Disorder Idea King ] pulled a syringe from his waist and inserted it into his body, then began to desperately move forward like a fish swimming upstream.
After defeating hundreds of competitors, [ Disorder Idea King ] finally scaled the outward-reaching branches of the tree wall, placed his hand on the topmost branch, and once he was over there, he would be the first player to join the battle!
"Dude, come on, I'll pull you up."
A hand reached out to [ Disorder Idea King ], and he was overjoyed. He quickly grabbed the hand with his left hand, which was searching for a foothold. The owner of the hand pulled hard, and [ Disorder Idea King ] was pulled directly up to a position close to the treetop.
"Thanks so much, buddy, without you I really..."
[ The Disorder Idea King ] was halfway through his story when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He vaguely remembered having to pull on the trouser legs of seven or eight people to be the first to climb the tree. So who was pulling him up?
He looked up in astonishment and saw a tall, strong, muscular half-dragon standing in front of him. The man was wearing a large uniform of the Tree Worship Church and was waving at him with all three hands.
Wait, three hands?
Have you seen this setting in the forum?
He looked at this unfamiliar, World of Disorder "celebrity":
"You are... the big boss with [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]?"
"I wouldn't call myself a big shot, it's me, not a big shot."
The half-dragon in front of him nodded and smiled with satisfaction, clearly pleased with the large-scale spread of the Trenbolone injection during his absence.
"How... did you get up here?"
[ Disorder Idea King ] looked at [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] with a puzzled expression. The other party was indeed a predecessor of the half-dragon path, but he shouldn't have reached the point of Dragon Transformation and growing wings, right?
Moreover, he was followed by two other people. These three were "big stars" in the eyes of the newbies, and they were none other than the three members of the delegation.
Faced with the younger generation's doubts, [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] pointed to his side and behind him:
"I jumped up from the top floor and got here."
[ Disorder Idea King ] looked into the distance. In the darkness, the Antasia was pressed tightly against a corner of the tree wall. The small fortress, consisting of three levels plus a chassis and a top space, was only slightly lower than the tree wall.
Its top telescopic platform extends forward, with a height difference of only about one meter from the branch that is hanging in the air.
A one-meter height difference is essentially no different from a regular step for these players in the World of Disorder whose floors are scorching hot.
Still engrossed in his brilliant ideas, the [ Disorder Idea King ] seemed to have been doused with cold water. He quickly realized the limitations of his ideas and, after thinking for a moment, asked:
"Then they can..."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] nodded.
"Yes, the fortress's owner said it's possible."
A smile spread across [ Disorder Idea King ]'s face as he stood on the treetop and shouted to the players outside:
"Everyone, stop pushing! Go to that fortress over there; there's a shortcut!"
The players, still jostling and pushing, looked in the direction he was pointing and easily found the Antasia in the darkness—this time it had its lights on.
The players who had surged in like a tide receded just as quickly, moving swiftly toward the Antasia, completely oblivious to the fact that [ Disorder Idea King ], who had been shouting loudly from the treetop, had his skull blown off by a single shot from inside the walls by Marba.
Gray hurriedly moved the cargo to one side of the cabin, clearing a path near the stairs, and then opened the door to the first floor of the fortress.
He craned his neck and shouted towards the upper deck:
Nora, how are things going on your end?
"Reinforcement has been completed."
"Get out of the way quickly, they're coming!"
As Gray shouted, he rushed to the top deck, climbed up, and immediately grabbed his wife and hid to the side of the exit. He also stretched out his foot to hook the wheelchair-bound count, who was blocking the players' path.
The two people and the corpse stood to the side of the exit, not daring to block the players' path in the slightest.
Two seconds after Gray finished doing all this, a player rushed out of the top floor door, took two steps to the retractable platform, and jumped over the treetops and landed inside the tree wall.
Following closely behind were countless players in various poses, running up the stairs from the bottom of the fortress, stepping on the upper deck and retractable ramps to rush into the tree wall, and for a moment the sound of dumplings being dropped into the ground echoed throughout the battlefield.
Seeing this, Nora's mouth dropped open, and she whispered to her husband:
"If he falls from such a height, will he survive?"
"I told you not to worry about so much. That's just how people are here. They don't care about their own survival; they just won't lose in terms of momentum."
"Wouldn't that be stupid?"
Nora muttered something under her breath, and Gray reached out and covered her mouth:
"You can't say that, even if they're incredibly stupid..."
He glanced at the terrified Blood Corpse Count beside him and whispered to his wife:
"Capturing a Blood Corpse noble alive is a piece of cake."