This seemingly ordinary ch ga started as an ordinary rifleman.
However, when the ga started, it was not like the introduction of the promotional video. The iron-blooded and ice-cold Ironrider controlled the cha to roam the battlefield. The beginning of the ga was just a simulation pod for learning and practice.
After a set of simulation training was completed, Instructor Rusty Mosha also boarded his cha.
[Not bad training, Rifleman Cooper. We will train you into an Iron Warship, not today.]
The players followed the plot and turned into fiery teors from the transport plane, passing through the thick clouds and descending onto the battlefield. When Yin Zi ca out of the lifeboat, the scene was still in a dizzy and blurry state. Yin Zi was stunned." Where’s my ch?"
Looking around, there were no chas around that could be operated. There were only explosions in front of them, sending flying rocks and sparks.
There were only corpses and remains of the war around him.
Before he could think, the surrounding soldiers roared crazily,
[Forward, forward, forward! Be careful of the Ghost Warriors!]
[We can’t stay here! Hurry up and leave!]
[Is there still our Iron Warden in this area?]
In the midst of the flas of war, the people around him could not help but shout loudly. The sound of their throats being torn could not be heard clearly in the midst of the flas of war.
"Riflen?" The mont they appeared on the battlefield with rifles in their hands, everyone fell silent. This was because on such a bloody battlefield, riflen who charged at the front without any defenses were no different from cannon fodder.
When they found out that Old Thief’s ch ga was also an FPS ga, everyone was a little disappointed. They were disappointed that Old Thief did not co up with a ch ga that was beyond their imagination, but that disappointnt only lasted for a mont.
After the ga was officially released, the joy of being able to play the new ga overwheld all the negative emotions.
When the players first entered the ga, they went through a cha training session in the simulation cabin under the guidance of their ntor, Rusty Mosha. At that mont, it was as if they were really an Ironrider.
When you are ready to fight, you appear on the battlefield as a rifleman.
’If I were to use my identity as a rifleman to attack a local cha...It was a unique style of Old Thief.’
" A cha shooting ga is equivalent to shooting a cha.’
" But I still want to pilot the ch myself!’
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If one recalled the previous plot, one would know that not everyone was qualified to beco an Ironrider. Before the battle began, everyone was about to go to the battlefield.
Cole, who was also a captain, called Captain Rusty Mosha, who guided us in the simulation teaching, as an officer. From the details, one could see the status of Iron Warden.
This kind of top-notch hunter who could control the Titans on the battlefield was also a rare existence.
The urging of his comrades kept ringing in his ears, urging him to move forward, move forward! Forward!
"This is all your fault, I didn’t. Old Thief’s ga is to let evolve from a Paracium. I would think that Old Thief must have his reasons for doing this."Brother Yin played the ga while looking at the bullet screen. It had beco a routine for the strear to read the ssages in the bullet screen during the breaks in the ga.
" We didn’t say anything. I was just f * cking complaining.’
’But it’s true that I really can’t guess what he’s thinking.’
" I’ve never played that so-called old thief ga. Recently, the advertisents have been everywhere, and all the marketing accounts are scolding this person. I think you’ve been completely fooled.’
..
As he was killing the enemy soldiers, Brother Yin saw a different bullet screen.
"Where did this black piece co from?" Brother Yin frowned as he looked at the bullet screen.
He was annoyed by the pace of the marketing accounts recently. As a player, how could he not know if Old Thief’s ga had lost its standard?
Now that he saw this kind of anti-gaming person enter his live broadcast room, he would feel angry just by seeing him speak.
"You don’t play Old Thief’s ga. Why did you co to my livestream, little brother?"Yin Zi looked at the bullet screen angrily. On the screen, a huge cha descended from the sky and knocked Yin Zi, who was charging, to the ground.
The huge impact caused him to fall to the ground, unable to move. The bullets kept brushing past the cha. From an upward angle, he could clearly see the details of the enemy cha.
"So handso!" The steel beast raised its foot and was about to stomp on him. The cold steel was covered in blood. It had already stomped on life after life.
In this rciless and cold-blooded battlefield, how could a body of flesh and blood resist a steel cha?
At this mont, the black sky was dyed red by the endless artillery fire.
Death was clearly imminent, but Yin Zi’s eyes had no fear of death at all. There was only excitent and agitation in his eyes.
The scene of steel colliding with flesh and blood constantly stimulated people’s senses.
The more powerless they were, the more they felt how powerful chas were on the battlefield.
The artillery fire from the rear was tily, and the cha in front of them was repelled. Following closely behind was Captain Rusty Mosha’s flying attack.
Instructor Rastmosa ca down from the Titan to check on our injuries, while the ch automatically defended itself against the cannon fire coming from afar.
"Rusty Mosha, the enemy Titan is a top hunter."" I’m sorry." The cold voice of MT ca from the front. Just a few simple words made our hearts tighten again.
We were unable to move after being injected with recovery dicine by our ntor. We could only watch helplessly as Captain Rastmosa slowly fell under the ambush of the enemy Titans.
His consciousness gradually disappeared, and the scene beca darker and darker.
When we regained consciousness, the hounds were biting our bodies. After the artillery fire, the battlefield was filled with corpses and remains.
Not far away, the cha stood up and raised its arm, launching its final attack at us.
Hound fell to the ground and died. The ch slowly stood up. The hatch opened, and Captain Rutimus fell out. At this ti, he had no strength to stand up again.
"BT."He spoke with difficulty, his breath exhausted.
"Transfer the authorization to the new Ironrider."
"Connecting, Bravo-Tango-Seven-Two-Seven-Four."
At the end of his life, Captain Rutimus grabbed us." Cooper, use my Titan, my helt, and my jumping equipnt."
"This isn’t a ga." At the end of his life, he widened his eyes and grabbed us even harder.
At the end of his life, he was giving us, ordinary riflen, his final instructions.
At the end of his words, the captain fell down. There was no wind, but the candle of his life had been extinguished.
"Take good care of him."
In the end, the players looked helplessly at their ntor, who had lost his life, and the huge steel cha behind him.
The players didn’t have a strong relationship with Captain Rusty Mosha, so they quickly rushed to the battlefield at the beginning of the ga.
Faced with his last words, the players couldn’t help but panic. This ti, it really wasn’t a simulator, and it wasn’t just for fun.
Now, the players seed to have truly understood that sentence.
The road to becoming an Ironrider is still very far away, but once I beco an Ironrider, I hope I can live up to my na.
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