Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 362: Run, Soap! Run!

"I'm just a horror ga strear, so it's perfectly reasonable to switch to easy mode, right?"

Over here!

After seeing the sixth famous quote!

Pew finally couldn't take it anymore and changed the ga difficulty from "Veteran" to "Rookie."

Although he had to admit, Old Thief's setting of displaying a famous quote after a player's death was incredibly novel, quite interesting, and even educational!

But this was just too damn torturous!

You have to understand!

Back when he played Titanfall, the most troubleso opponent, Viper, only took him six or seven tries to beat!

But now, right here in this cargo hold!

The enemies opposite were just ordinary humans, yet they seed like they were cheating, killing him in just four shots, or even three!

Even when he deliberately aid for headshots, it still took him three or four shots to take down an enemy!

Not to ntion, the recoil on this AK was absolutely insane!

Maybe in the multiplayer mode released after the trilogy is complete, Sam would introduce a weapon attachnt system like PUBG's to reduce recoil and spread.

But for now, the bare AK picked up from an enemy had recoil that truly wasn't sothing the average person could control!

Pew decided to acknowledge his own skill level and stop fighting against himself.

Rat-a-tat!

Rat-a-tat-tat—

Dakka-dakka-dakka—

Whoosh—BOOM—!

"Ahhh—this feels so much better now!"

Sure enough, after letting go of his pride and admitting he was a noob, the path of life beca much smoother.

After another round of firefight, this ti, Pew completely overwheld the opposition.

Over a dozen enemies fell to his shots, and Pew cheered excitedly:

"Woo-hoo! Hahahaha! I'm so strong! The 22nd Air Service Team's elite recruit Peeeeeeeeeew—!"

The viewers were left utterly speechless—

'Pew is the first strear I've seen playing on Rookie difficulty'

'Switching to Normal would be one thing, but Rookie difficulty is just embarrassing'

'I often feel ashad because I follow Pew'

'The key is he's at a freaking expo...'

'Who said "baby difficulty," I'm dying laughing holy shit hahahaha...'

'Gives off a feeling of 【Old Thief, I don't want to try hard anymore】 humiliation'

'I wonder if Old Thief will use a steel wool scrubber?'

'?'

'Why am I seeing this damn even in a foreign strear's chat, goddammit...'

'Art truly has no borders, I guess...'

......

Amid the discussion!

The voices of Pew's teammates ca through the squad radio—

[Air Service Team: Target down]

[Air Service Team: Area secure]

[Air Service Team: Captain Price, I'm detecting strong Geiger counter readings over here]

Geiger counter.

A specialized counting instrunt for detecting the intensity of radioactive ionizing radiation.

If you've ever watched "Chernobyl," you'd definitely be familiar with the distinctive crackling sound this nuclear radiation detection device makes.

"I think you'll want to see this..."

Following his teammate's voice, Pew caught up with Captain Price and arrived at a container at the very back of the cargo hold.

Click-clank—

The container opened.

A tal case bearing a radiation symbol suddenly appeared.

Captain Price's gaze fell on the flag hanging behind the case:

"Hmm... It's Arabic... We've found the 【package】."

As he spoke.

Captain Price pressed the voice comms: "Gun Platform, this is B-6, we've found the package, preparing to ensure package delivery."

Gun Platform was the call sign of the Black Hawk that transported them here.

"Phew—"

Pew breathed a sigh of relief:

"Looks like our objective was to find this... uh... dirty bomb? Or a small nuclear warhead?"

"Probably won't get answers until the full version. Well, thank you everyone for watching this demo experience of Call of Duty. The ga probably ends here. Later, I'll continue to other booths to bring you gas you're interested in. Thank you all very much..."

Originally, with the mission complete, Pew assud based on past ga experience that the demo would end around here.

However!

Before he could finish!

Suddenly, an urgent voice erupted through his headset!

[Gun Platform: No ti, B-6! Two unidentified fighter jets are closing in fast! Grab what you can and get out! Looks like MiG fighters! Go! Go! Go! Move it!!!]

"Whaaaaat——?!"

Instantly!

Pew let out a strange scream!

What the hell did you just say?

MiG fighters?!

Buzz—!!!

The mont these words were spoken!

The livestream chat barrage exploded instantly—

'Holy shit! There's more!'

'They even sent MiG fighters? So this is... a bear country's nuke?!'

'Hoooo—ly—shit—Sam, what kind of ga have you made...'

'Damn, they're sending fighter jets to hunt them down directly?'

'Not only isn't it over, it's gotten even more intense!'

'This plot developnt is insane...'

'Feels like sothing big is about to happen...'

......

Run!

As tense music suddenly swelled, the atmosphere instantly beca fraught!

Captain Price waved his hand: "Soap, grab the manifest from the case, we need to move fast."

"Huh? Ah! Okay, okay, okay!"

Pew turned and saw the manifest on the tal case, snatched it, and stuffed it into his vest!

Thump-thump-thump—

Footsteps suddenly echoed through the cargo hold!

Accompanied by increasingly dense drumbeats, a sense of urgent tension imdiately enveloped Pew!

anwhile, the headset buzzed with the chaotic voices of the external support units!

[They're too fast! We can't form an effective blockade...]

[They're not responding to our signals... approaching the freighter rapidly!]

[Our signals are being jamd... you... hurry...]

[Faster, B-6! The MiGs are already within... range... Fuck! They've opened fire! Evacuate now! Hurry...]

BOOM—!!!

Before the comms finished!

Just as Pew, following Captain Price, was about to pass through the cargo hold corridor!

Suddenly!

A massive explosion erupted in the narrow corridor!

Blazing flas surged forward with intense heat!

The powerful blast wave sent him flying, slamming hard against the wall before crashing onto the floor!

"Mo—ther fu—cker—"

The crushing pressure on his chest, combined with dizzying confusion, made Pew groan.

Raging flas instantly illuminated the corridor, the scorching heat distorting the very air!

A MiG's missile!

We're gonna get sunk by these bastards!

[Ugh—ah—ugh—]

Soap shook his head; dazed, he felt his body being hauled up forcibly.

[Goddammit, the ship's going down, Soap, Soap! Wake up! We have to go!]

Captain Price pulled him up forcefully and slapped his face.

Looking down now, Pew saw seawater pouring violently through a breach in the hull, already rising to his chest level!

Run! Now!

Goosebumps covered Pew's entire body!

Everything happened so fast!

The MiGs' sudden attack caused the ship to flood rapidly; within seconds, this massive freighter would sink to the ocean floor forever!

Torrential seawater poured in madly!

Thump—

Following Captain Price's lead, Pew didn't dare pause for even a mont!

The headset was filled with chaotic noise!

[Get to the ship's corridors! Go! Go!]

[Run faster! Soap! We're almost there!]

[Dammit! This way is blocked, we need to go right!]

[Over here! Soap! Stay close...]

BOOM—!

—CRASH—!!!

Explosions rocked the ship one after another, deafening and causing violent shaking!

Pew clearly felt the entire freighter tilting to nearly a 45-degree angle!

Water spraying from burst pipes hit his face, making him stumble, his vision blurring!

Explosions thundered, water surged, the sea rushed in!

[Watch your head! Go! Go! Go! Don't fall behind!]

[Faster! Faster! The ship's going down any second!]

[Up! Go up! The deck is above!]

[Big Bird! et us at the stern!]

[Received! Received!]

[Run! Ru—n!!!]

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Rumble—CRACK—!!!

Bursting out of the ship's interior!

Amid earth-shaking lightning and thunder, the entire freighter had tilted to a full sixty-degree angle!

The massive containers, once stable, couldn't withstand the violent shaking anymore!

Snapped steel cables flew wildly, whizzing past Pew's head!

Overturning containers screeched as they hurtled towards them!

Crash! Splash!

Waves battered the deck, icy seawater turned into raging claws amidst the lightning; one wrong step and you'd be swept into the sea!

Heart rate: 144!

This was an escape experience unlike any Pew had ever had!

Caught between nature's fury and fighter jet pursuit!

They evaded countless lethal threats with their bare bodies, sprinting desperately towards the waiting Black Hawk not far away!

Fifty ters!

Thirty ters!

Ten ters!

One ter!

[Jump! Jump! Jump! Soap—jump on—!!!]

Amid the urgent shouts in his headset!

Pew mustered all his strength, charged towards the heavily listing ship's railing, and leaped!

Whoosh—!!!

Lightning split the dark night!

Pew's body traced an arc through the air, his legs cycling through empty space twice...

—!

Pew's arms caught the Black Hawk's rear ramp edge, his chest slamming hard against the doorfra!

In the pouring rain, the steel ramp was so slick Pew couldn't get a proper grip!

!!

Clawing at the door twice, Pew panicked as he realized he couldn't hold on!

Half his body was dangling in the air, the raging sea churning below!

"No—no no no—!!!"

Skreee—!

A slipping sound was heard!

Pew's hand slipped; he was about to plunge into the sea!

But at that critical mont!

Thump!

Captain Price, now inside the cabin, instantly tossed his rifle aside, lunged forward, and firmly grabbed Pew's wrist!!

"Got you!!!"

Pulling Pew into the cabin, Price keyed his mic, gasping heavily: "We're all out! Let's go!"

Buzz-buzz-buzz—

The sea raged, lightning flashed, rain poured down like a waterfall!

In the vast ocean, the huge freighter was tossed and turned like a toy by the waves, finally sinking completely into the dark, stormy abyss...

And now, the ga's logo slowly appeared on the gradually darkening screen—

[Golden Wind Ga Company]

[lancholy Blues Studio]

[Proudly Presents—]

[Call of Duty: Modern Warfare]

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