FVN Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Chapter 179 River, take me away!!
For a creator, there is only one person who can identify with and understand the creator’s ideas.
Then all the past efforts will not be lost.
Some people don’t understand why some secondary two young people would be sick against a bunch of invisible two-dimensional paper people.
They don’t understand why just a game, a virtual character, would drive players crazy and even use it as a driving force for life.
“It’s not just a game.”
Some people may think that a ghost is just a virtual character that only exists in a computer.
It’s just a bunch of virtual data consisting of 0s and 1s, just a bunch of animations piled up with pictures.
Such a person, if he dies, he will die, and when he restarts the game, he will still be alive.
It’s just a bunch of data, something that can be copied and pasted, worthless.
Even, if a player is crazy to cry and get angry, go to places such as post forums to establish a channel for these avatars.
To fantasize about the past experiences of these characters, to imagine what they would do in their spare time, to argue with others over different theories.
Fill in the missing life for them to make up for the regret in the player’s heart.
Seriously, this approach is very mentally retarded, very middle two.
There are so many things to do in the real world, waiting for others to do it.
But these players are willing to spend their time and energy on someone who can never touch.
Simon Riley, Ghost.
This man’s past experience is indeed very middle-of-the-road, and from his past, this is a standard, Hollywood-style tragic hero.
There are many such people, and any screenwriter can write a lot of them with a raised hand.
However, it is also because of this.
Players control these characters to fight on the battlefield, and every time they pull the trigger to kill an enemy, they will definitely feel it.
Somewhere in the universe, maybe these people really exist.
They are like the most familiar strangers, the most loyal companions who accompany the player through many things.
Ye Yu actually gave players the right to choose once when modifying the plot of the game.
The hairy player, who plays as a ghost, sees a hint that only he can see before making a decision.
【Call of Duty】
These four words are very heavy, and the connotations behind them are profound.
Every player, when entering the game to control the character into the battlefield, pulls every trigger in this name.
This is a warrior’s duty, a warrior’s mission.
Knowing that Sheffield would betray, he turned around and fled from here and abandoned the mission.
Does this count as desertion? Or is it the act of a coward? It shouldn’t count.
As long as you can survive, you can understand it no matter what.
But equally, knowing that you will die, but resolutely moving forward with your head held high, is it a ‘call of duty’ in a sense?
The Maozi player thought for a full ten seconds and then made his own decision.
“Soap, Royce, you two take Xiaoqiang.”
“Everyone immediately fled the villa area and abandoned the mission.”
With an order, the ghost entrusted Xiaoqiang, who had been seriously injured, to Royce, who rushed in.
He then checked his ammunition and replaced it with a new magazine.
Click.
The ACR rifle in his hand makes a crisp pulling sound when loaded.
Royce put Xiaoqiang on his shoulder with one hand and looked at the ghost without saying a word
On the other side, no matter how Mozi controlled his somatosensory suit at this time, he could no longer control Xiaoqiang.
She screamed into the headphones to tell the ghost not to go, almost crying and shouting to the people in her live broadcast room.
Let them translate their own Chinese into Russian and try to speak to the ghosts in extremely unfamiliar Russian.
However, Xiao Qiang was seriously injured at this time, and any words shouted out by Mozi could only turn into painful mutters when they reached Xiao Qiang’s mouth.
“This is the scarecrow!”
“Fuck, I saw the helicopter land, and the Shadow Force people were exchanging fire with the rebels!”
“No one is paying attention to us, if you want to run, now is the best time!”
“Reply! Reply!! ”
Back in the mountain, the three members of the sniper squad were in a hurry.
They have emptied the bullets of their sniper rifles and can only use sniper rifles like burning sticks as telescopes.
From their point of view, they had seen in the distance that a Chinook had landed in a spacious farmland.
The rear door of the cabin opened, and more than a dozen elite fighters of the shadow force rushed down.
At the same time, they also saw Sheffield.
He wears his combat uniform, a slanted beret on his head, and four general stars on his shoulders that are unusually shining.
“This is Admiral Sheffield, we have come to support.”
Lao Xie’s hoarse voice sounded, he did not get out of the cabin, just stood on the edge of the cabin and grabbed the armrest, half-squinting at the villa.
“Ghost! Royce, speak! ”
“If you want to run, take advantage of now, there is no time to waste!”
“Speak!!”
In the headset, the people of the sniper squad tore their throats and shouted, and the sharp sound shook their ears.
At this time, she also stopped screaming and stared at the ghost with bloodshot eyes.
The tears flowed through the makeup she had specially painted today, and the two ugly tear marks on her cheeks were especially ugly.
However, the audience in the live broadcast room did not laugh at her.
Everyone gritted their teeth and slammed the keyboard angrily and cursed the hairy player who played the ghost.
Sister A’s tears never stopped, she smashed her keyboard to fail, if not eager to watch the video, she would have smashed the monitor through with a hammer
PDD eggplant and others don’t have so many scruples, anyway, there is money, and there are many computers at home.
PDD was full of fucking profanity, smashed the monitor into a spider’s web, and then changed computers and continued to curse.
That’s the bad thing about global networking.
Not in the same place, not even in the same country, the language is not comprehensible.
So no matter how they scold the street, the ghosts in the game are still determined to make their own choices.
He took off the hard drive containing Makarov’s intelligence from his body and stuffed it into the fat meat’s hand: “Take it, evacuate everyone.” ”
“This is the order of the ghost of the deputy captain of Task Force 141.”
Fatty Rou held the hard disk a little sluggishly, glanced down, and asked the ghost: “What do you want to do?” ”
The ghost raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but he had a skeleton mask on his face, which was not visible to others at all.
“If they all run, Sheffield will definitely send chasing troops.”
“I’ll cover your evacuation, someone will have to go to see him to delay a little time.”
Hearing this, Soap delayed a few seconds to hear Mao Zi’s simultaneous interpretation into English, stunned for a few seconds, and then scolded loudly: “I’ll fuck you, no!” ”
“I’m firmly against it, even if I want to go, I’m going, you’re playing a fucking ghost!”
“You know him…”
Before he finished speaking, the ghost said: “The life of the ghost is important, but the fat meat is not important?” ”
When he heard this, the fat meat was stuck for a while, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t say it when the words came to his lips.
Yes, ghosts are important to players.
They are all very middle-aged and take this game as reality, and they all say that they have really been on the battlefield and are considered half a soldier.
Then the lives of others will not be called?
Is fat less important than ghosts? By what? Just because they didn’t carry the ghost’s cool-looking mask?
“Don’t be silly, let’s go.”
“I’m not going to look for death on purpose.”
“If it were a ghost, what choice do you think he would make?”
“Sheffield is important to the meaning of ghosts, this is his mission.”
Saying that, the Maozi player also felt that he was very inky, laughed self-deprecatingly, hammered a handful of fat, and said: “Take care of Xiaoqiang.” ”
With that, he turned around, held the headset and said, “Sheffield, this is a ghost.” ”
“I got the intelligence, and the other eight have died.”
“Please wait at the evacuation point, I’ll be there right away.”
Hearing this, Sheffield was sluggish for a moment, and replied with a voice: “Received, there is no time to collect the corpses for them, my people are advancing towards you.” ”
Hearing the reply, the ghost took a long breath, hung up the headphones to take a look at the fat with complicated eyes, and nodded: “It’s an honor to fight with you.” ”
Saying that, the ghost no longer has any nonsense, the Maozi player who plays him does not know what to think, laughs a few times, mutters a Russian language that no one understands, and resolutely strides forward.
At this time, on Mozi’s side, the audience watching the live broadcast through her perspective stopped shouting.
The atmosphere is very strange, there is a feeling that the hero is late.
A few seconds later, Fatty Meat slowly raised his right hand, and he looked at the ghost’s back and wanted to say something, and the words turned into silent regret when they came to his lips.
At this time, just when the fat meat is about to notify the others to evacuate.
There was a hiss in everyone’s earphones, and a melodious and gentle other sound sounded.
It sounds like someone turned on the music and stuck it to the microphone to deliver music with poor sound quality.
Mozi covered her face and cried without any strength, and when she heard the sound in the earphones, she looked up with her eyes open, a very confused listener.
In the live broadcast room, the audience was no longer angry and quietly listened to this music.
“This is…”
Someone in the audience instantly recognized which song it was.
On the ghost’s side, the Maozi player who played him felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure at the moment.
The first half hour of fighting had been tensing his emotions, and the feeling almost made him breathless.
He’s not a live streamer, he’s just a player.
However, this is a middle-aged man, a veteran of the giant bear’s own home war.
So for this player, no one understands the ghost’s state of mind better than he does.
All the way from betrayal, from the gunpoint of their own people.
Fight, fight a fight.
As a result, the player controls the ghost, from a slow pace at the beginning to a gradual increase in pace.
He began to run, laughing maniacally and holding the rifle in his hand, firing at the enemy as he ran.
At the same time, he shouted almost like madness: Don’t walk gently into that good night!
Old age should burn and roar at dusk! Rebuke, angrily rebuke the passing of the light!
Although wise people know that darkness is reasonable when they die.
Because their words did not burst with lightning!
They did not walk into that good night gently!
Serious people, close to death, see with dazzling vision that blind eyes can shine like shooting stars and rejoice.
Angry rebuke, angry at the disappearance of the light!
You, my father. In that sad height.
Now curse me with your tears and bless me! Don’t walk gently into that good night.
Angry rebuke, angry at the disappearance of the light!
Shouting, running, seeing himself controlling the ghost, getting closer and closer to the Sheffield plane.
He didn’t feel too enjoyable, so he quickly found a Russian song to put on his headphones.
So, Moko and the rest of the audience were
I heard a very loud but serene melody.
“Take me away, river.”
“Take me to the other side of that steep slope, on the edge of the field.”
“There’s my land there.”
“There’s my forest there.”
“There is my dear hometown…”
In the live broadcast room, the audience who heard the song burst into tears and knocked out the translation.
At this time, Mozi quietly looked at the figure of the ghost running alone and gradually moving away
Seeing the lyrics, she only felt that this picture was exceptionally beautiful at the moment.
In the woods, on one side, the rifle in the enemy’s hand roared into fireworks.
In the air, a helicopter lowered its nose and fired its cannon into the woods, hitting dry leaves that fell like snowflakes.
Running alone in the woods, dodging enemy bullets, the Ghost chooses to accept the call of duty like a Battle Ten.
Little by little, the ghostly figure gradually disappeared into the flying leaves.
After a dozen seconds, she seemed to see that the ghost ran to Sheffield and stopped breathlessly.
Sheffield then stepped out of the helicopter and said something to the ghost.
“……… Phantom!!! ”