However, in the past, it was all in movies and TV dramas, separated by a screen, which was a lot different.
Even the battles I experienced personally were not very bloody.
Maybe it's because the combat level is too high, there are generally no melee scenes, most of them are wrapped in special effects, and there's no sense of impact.
At this moment, the battlefield that Cai Gen personally experienced is very close at hand.
Whether it was the burst of blood, the sound of knives cutting, or the smell of blood that permeated the entire battlefield, they all deeply stimulated Cai Gen's nerves.
What does that feel like?
Cai Gen was not afraid, nor did he feel cruel, but he just felt a little disgusted.
The uncontrollable nausea made Cai Gen want to vomit.
He covered his mouth vigorously to prevent himself from making a fool of himself.
It’s no surprise that you’ve seen Chat Chat nearby.
After all, it was not the first time he had watched it, and he had watched it many times.
Cai Gen's harsh words just now were still fresh in his mind, and now his face turned purple, which was really a bit embarrassing.
“Cai Gen, why are you covering your mouth?
Go out quickly and stop the old people.
What are you here for?
Are you watching the fun?
If you're so useless and you're so cruel, wouldn't you be slapped in the face?"
Although Cha Cha was trying to kill Cai Gen, he spoke in a very low voice, as if he was afraid of attracting those crazy old people. If they were really besieged, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
Cai Gen glared at Cha Cha but said nothing.
This unlucky kid is chirping all day long, which is really annoying.
He closed his eyes tightly and calmed down for a while, then leaned close to Xiao Sun's ear and asked softly.
"Xiao Sun, have you read it?
How many are there in total?”
Xiao Sun's sight is not very good, but his eyesight is good.
Just like infrared scanning, it can be accurately positioned for a long time.
He answered slowly, with a little hesitation.
"Three hundred and twenty-two, maybe.
No, it's three hundred and twenty-one.
One of them was cut into two pieces, I thought it was two pieces.
Third uncle, these old men and women are much more excited than playing chicken blood.
It's comparable to The Walking Dead.
Even if it is cut in half, it will not die.
With this vitality, are there any signs of weakness?
That kid is talking nonsense, trying to trick you, right?"
Chicha sneered a few times.
"Believe it or not, just think that I am tricking you.
There were originally 421 customers here.
In just a few days, there were already a hundred old people who were unable to fight.
How many days do you think we can survive with the more than three hundred left?"
this
Cai Gen looked at Shi Huozhu and asked for confirmation.
Shi Huozhu nodded.
"Boss Cai, the information Marsala gave me does indicate that there are more than 400 customers.
Now there are only more than 300 left, and more than 100 must have been lost."
Wow, it turns out that Chicha didn’t lie.
Driven by the sound of drums, anyone who can move will probably come out to fight.
The more than 100 people who didn't come out must have died.
Or I can't move at all.
If left unchecked, the remaining 300 or so people will have to finish playing in a few days.
Cai Gen feels that we cannot leave things to chance, no matter from a humanitarian or economic perspective.
After all, it is more than 300 human lives, and foreigners also have human lives.
He ignored Chicha and continued to ask Xiaosun.
"Xiao Sun, what do you think of their combat effectiveness?
How many can you deal with?
What I'm talking about is not the kind of treatment that would kill you, crush your bones and spread ashes.
It’s about trying not to do any harm and completely controlling the kind of dealings.”
Xiao Sun was in trouble.
If you really change your mind and become a water monkey, you can handle everything by yourself.
However, if restrictions are added, such that they cannot be broken and must be subdued, this will be a bit uncomfortable.
After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Sun gritted his teeth.
"Third uncle, these old people are in poor physical condition.
Even if his potential is stimulated, his combat effectiveness is not very strong.
He can't keep up with Kinnara, let alone Yaksha.
Do you still remember the hairy old man in Jiujia Village?
It’s almost the same strength.”
Damn it, how could Cai Gen not remember it?
That time, both Xiao Shui and Xiao Sun were spoiled.
In the end, Shennong came out and saved his life with a handful of herbs.
Now that I think about it, it is really a huge waste of human resources.
Later, I encountered many enemies, all of whom were more powerful than the shaggy old man. Unfortunately, Shennong was never seen again.
"If the time is long enough, I can subdue them all regardless of the cost.
But if they attack me, it will be a bit troublesome."
When Cai Gen heard this, he felt relieved a little.
The situation on the battlefield looks very tragic, but in fact the combat effectiveness is not that high.
It shouldn't be difficult for Xiao Sun, Yang San and others to work together to deal with these old people.
A new question arises: how to stop them from fighting in groups?
If the little grandson jumps out, he will become the target of public criticism, and he will definitely not be able to pull it off.
Duan Xiaohong interrupted at this time.
"Caibangzi, isn't this difficult to handle?
I have been playing games for so many years in vain.
Find someone who brings aggro and run in front.
Wouldn't it be better to let Xiao Sun and the others defeat them one by one from behind?
Isn’t this how general team copies are played?
It’s not difficult at all.”
Cai Gen's eyes lit up. Isn't this the strategy of a copy of Warcraft?
The tank pulls monsters, provides long-range or melee output, and heals to ensure that the tank does not collapse.
Then a new problem arose.
Who will be the tank?
This person must have thick blood, high defense, and good dodge. Even if the conditions in front are not sufficient, at least he must be lucky.
Cai Gen, who has played dungeons for many years, understands that in the face of absolute luck, other statistics are his younger brothers.
Before Cai Gen could think of it, Shi Huozhu suddenly spoke.
"Boss Cai, actually I have a little suggestion. I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."
"I didn't realize you were so brave, you fat pig.
Okay, sisters, I’ll help you and return it to me when you’re done. I wish you peace.”
Duan Xiaohong directly stuffed her elderly phone into Shi Huozhu's pocket, turned on the music at the same time, and raised her short legs sideways.
Shi Huozhu's face turned green and he quickly waved his hand.
"No, eldest sister, I don't mean that.
Ah, Duan Xiaohong, you and I are irreconcilable."
Duan Xiaohong didn't wait for Shi Huozhu to finish speaking, then kicked him out from under the car and rolled for a long distance before stopping.
If Shihuozhu wasn't so fat, he really wouldn't be able to roll so far.
The noisy Stone Fire Bead instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Even the exciting music played by Duan Xiaohong's elderly machine disrupted the rhythm of the drum beat.
Cai Gen took a look and saw that Shi Huozhu had taken the lead in sacrificing himself. As the tank that took the damage and drew hatred, he couldn't let Shi Huozhu's sacrifice be in vain.
He quickly climbed out from under the car, not daring to make a sound. If Shi Huozhu's hatred was unstable, he would be OT again, and he would have failed Shi Huozhu's bravery.
Xiao Sun also followed Cai Gen and climbed out, standing in front of Cai Gen, waiting for the old people to gather towards the stone fire beads.
Shi Huozhu was lying on the ground, looking at the old man beside him running towards him with various weapons, and he was frightened.
He yelled and kept retreating on the ground.
"Boss Cai, uncle, help me."
Duan Xiaohong also ran out from under the car at this time, shouting as low as possible.
"Damn fat pig, can you pull monsters?
You have to move.
Pull the monster and run around the square.
As long as you run fast enough, you'll be fine.
But you can't run too fast, otherwise the pull will be unstable, which is also your responsibility.
It's better to get hurt, shed some blood, and give them some hope."
Shi Huozhu hated Duan Xiaohong in her heart, but she had no choice but to get up decisively and start running around the small square.