Author: Love hot pot base

When countless artillery fires exploded where Yinzi was, dense artillery fire began a new round of bombing.

After awakening again, he did not change his perspective again. He just picked up his charred gun from the ground and stood up slowly with gasps.

There was no guns and cannons in my ears, my vision was still a little blurred, and the world was still a ghost.

Boom-

Yinzi shrank, thinking that another shell was coming, but looking at the drizzling raindrops, he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was just thunder.

The land that has been burning for a long time has not extinguished the red light under the erosion of rain.

It is obvious that the holography is just a phantom of rain, but Yinzi seems to be able to lick the salty and fishy lips.

Because in this drizzle of rain, he saw the enemy opposite him and raised his weapon.

There are only two of them left in this battlefield. As long as you pull the trigger first, you can take the other person's life first.

Here, as an enemy, you should not hesitate, nor should you hesitate.

Everyone is each other's enemies, so they aim their guns at each other but do not shoot.

In this war, they have always pushed them over, we have pushed them over...

At this time, the two of them gradually became completely decisive in their fighting spirit. It seemed that they could see the surrounding battle situation. After the indiscriminate bombing of artillery fire, there was no one else in the entire battlefield except them.

However, until a ray of dawn emerged from the clouds, illuminating the world beyond war.

The two looked up at the sky, and tears flashed in their eyes. They put down the weapons in their hands at the same time.

There is no one who has no real victory in the war.

At the end of the prologue, another CG animation began.

[At the end of the war, every country cannot stay out of the matter, but every time the trigger is pulled, there are living people.

We are those people, we are numb and we are innocent.

We are respectable heroes and unforgivable criminals.

We are knights in the sky, ghosts in the desert, and rats rolling on the mud.

We are destined to be legends and are destined to disappear in history.]

Yinzi put down the handle, but he did not continue to start his own game, "The prologue of this game is enough to be the god!"

He clenched his fists, his eyes full of shock!

When he talked about the deity, his tone was so confident.

"Damn it, no wonder EA did so many promotional videos! If it were me, I couldn't help it!" Yinzi couldn't express his feelings at all.

Nothing was shocked when the two of them put down their weapons together in the end.

After experiencing the game and experiencing this prologue, you will know that once the war arises, the hatred between the two sides will be difficult to dissolve.

But there is no right or wrong in this war.

When we saw the last two people, we suddenly realized that we were also looking forward to peace.

Before, everyone thought that ea promotional video was posted too much, but now they think that he is not too much at all.

Because there are a group of old men in the real world, but behind this game are tens of thousands of sacrificed lives. In the end, the old men shook hands and made peace, leaving only a group of white-haired old men crying with their children's tombstones.

"Why do you say that?" Tuanzi stared at the screen tightly. "A good war game should be abominable war!"

"This is the old thief. He shows the war for players from different angles, and makes players hate war from different angles." Sister Zhou murmured.

"Playing multiplayer mode, those players are just as desperate as they want to live!" Brother Jia muttered in a low voice.

The prologue of Battlefield One is more like a person who feels war.

Because in the prologue, there is no resurrection or blood recovery, once the soldier you play falls, you will switch to the next person.

Such rhythms will continue to cycle, allowing players to experience the real cruelty of the battlefield.

Every time the role is switched, every soldier is constantly charging, constantly waving the weapons in his hands,

Until artillery fire swept across the battlefield, bombing regardless of the enemy and ours.

The prologue ended, and the battlefield reached the top of the hot searches again and again.

[Battlefield 1? This is just the first step to shocking the bud.]

For players, the money brought by this game can belong to your EA, but this glory is still in the bud.

‘Prologue? This is just the first step that the old thief shocked you. I tried a multiplayer mode after the prologue. In it, after death, it is redeployment, not rebirth, which means that death is death, and it is not a single person to play.’

‘The deployment means that the last soldier you played is dead and he will never be resurrected.’

‘Who said that blood cannot be recovered in the prologue? Is it okay for everyone to suck blood in every breath?’

‘You can imagine the smell of blood in the air, and just think of the smell and moisture mixed in the air.’

‘These are mostly teenagers who have just turned 18. War will take away every mother’s favorite baby and take away the children she has worked hard to raise.’

‘Red deployment.’

'It turns out that a man is not a steel bar, he is a flesh and blood body.'

‘But the medical soldiers on the battlefield are different from those in the game…’

‘The old thief uses games after games to tell us that war is never something worthy of one’s yearning for.’

...

Some people watched the prologue repeatedly, while others started the subsequent game.

"The other games simulate the Gun God. Here, the player simulates a soldier." Yin Zi sighed a little.

In Battlefield 1, he felt that the game infinitely weakened his personal abilities.

In other games, players win by 1 win successfully, and his feeling is ‘I’m so awesome’!

But in Battlefield 1, even if the player didn't kill alone, he stole a point or shot a plane, his feeling was that I was a hero.

‘If it weren’t for me, I don’t know how many brothers would die.’

In such a battlefield atmosphere, if you kill 78 people with no bullets, you may suddenly lose a mortar.

In the sea of ​​people all over the mountains, the players' precise shooting is like mud and sand entering the sea.

The one who shot was only one of the thousands of big-headed soldiers, that's all.

As a shooting game, the first pleasure in Battlefield 1 is not even a killer.

Group charge, artillery coverage, signal guidance, and air defense can make people feel excited.

And the inexplicable death that has nothing to do with technology is the most advanced philosophy of this game.

EA looked at the players' feedback and comments, and her breath suddenly ejaculated.

They waited for this scene for a long time, and the final result was that the players' feedback was even more amazing than they expected.

The most important thing is the server. When I saw the number of people online on the first day, EA understood why the old thief wanted them to run the server well.

Fortunately, I am obedient, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to think about the consequences now.

When the EA's head shook in fear when he thought of tens of millions of players trying hard to log in to the game but failed.

If such a thing really happens, EA may become the real battlefield.
Chapter completed!