More than a dozen military trucks drove into the military base one after another after being inspected by soldiers.
At this time, a large number of staff gathered in the open space of the base square. After the arrival of these transport trucks, they were also busy helping to unload the goods.
On the side, a heavily armed team of twenty people lined up neatly, looking at their commander and waiting for his new mission order.
The right arms of these twenty soldiers are printed with the symbol of a cobra with an open bloody mouth spitting out snake letters. Although there are not many in number, their identities are extraordinary. They are the "Cobra" special forces ranked among the top ten in the United States.
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The overall quality of the members of the Cobra Team is extremely strong, and they have turned the tide in many special operations. It can be said that they are the most proud ace unit in the entire Third District Military Base.
"Do you know what those are?" the commander asked, pointing to the cargo being unloaded and looking at the twenty people in front of him.
"No sir!" Twenty people replied at the same time.
"This is your new mission!"
"Sir, do you need new equipment for this mission?" Johnson, the captain, asked curiously.
"Yes, the equipment must be replaced. You can't complete the mission without this equipment!"
The commander smiled happily, but everyone present disagreed. In their opinion, the existing equipment was sufficient to perform any special operations, but they were not suitable for changing weapons. After all, they were not a bombing force, and they basically performed beheading operations.
Large weapons with huge destructive power are needed.
After dozens of iron boxes were delivered into the base, the commander waved his hand, and everyone in the team followed them into the base.
Under their curious eyes, the iron box was opened by the staff, revealing the game compartment inside.
Seeing these game warehouses, they all looked stunned, obviously not understanding what they were.
"Sir, you won't let us go on a mission with this, right?" Johnson asked with a strange expression.
"Of course not. Don't you want to join the 'X' force? I have already submitted your material information and passed the review. Now, someone from above will come down soon to review your team's comprehensive ability, so this mission
Just for your own sake, I need you to play a game, exercise in it, and strengthen your combat capabilities!"
"Playing games?" Everyone in Cobra Team was dumbfounded.
"Sir, the game simulator is for new recruits. Isn't it inappropriate for us to use this for intensive training before the assessment?" Johnson spoke out the thoughts of his teammates.
In their opinion, although game simulation can assist training, it is really weak for them who have experienced hundreds of battles and will not have any effect at all.
"This game is different, you won't be disappointed, go and try it!"
Everyone in Cobra Team heard this, and although they were puzzled, they did not object and began to wait for the staff to assemble the game chamber components and pour in the nutrient solution.
After everything was assembled, they took off their combat uniforms and lay down in the game cabin one by one with curious expressions on their faces.
When their bodies were almost covered with nutrient solution, the commander's voice emerged:
"Remember, don't act alone, fight as a team and practice well!"
Upon hearing this, Johnson grinned and made a "received" tactical gesture to the commander.
Their vision gradually darkened, their tense bodies relaxed, and they entered the game...
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Three days later, the ruins of Blue Valley.
Everyone in the Cobra Team crouched down and advanced slowly with their guns raised.
After entering the game, five of them chose melee, five chose combat support, and ten chose long-range. It can be said that the lineup of the entire team is very appropriately matched, and they can respond flexibly in terms of output and defense.
At this time, they finally understood why the commander said that this game could train them.
The cruelty here far exceeded their imagination, and each of them had died no less than three times in the past three days.
Such a real world really shocked them. All kinds of physical phenomena are exactly the same as in reality. Even the parabolic trajectory of the bullet and the degree of external interference are exactly the same as reality.
Originally they thought this immersive game was the highest-tech product developed by "X", but it wasn't until they met players that they realized it was actually a civilian game.
This really shocked them, and they obviously couldn't understand why civilian technology was more advanced than military technology.
However, after knowing that they could not survive in this world individually, they entered the game and added each other as friends. After a lot of effort, they finally gathered together.
This immediately increased their overall strength several times, after all, they have always been focused on team cooperation.
At this time, the team was slowly moving forward in a V-shaped formation.
At this time, Johnson, the captain, suddenly raised his left hand and made a fist. The team stopped immediately, all their guns turned forward, scanning the front, waiting for the prey to appear.
The sound of footsteps gradually grew louder in my ears.
Upon seeing this, Johnson made another gesture, and immediately everyone in the team divided into two groups and hid themselves.
At this time, a figure of a player holding a lightsaber jumped out from the alley on the side and appeared in front of them. Behind him was a tall walking corpse with a rotting body.
Seeing the players running towards them, Johnson slightly bent his right arm and pressed his forearm toward the ground (up!), and the team members nodded immediately.
When the player's figure passed by them, Johnson took the lead in launching an attack. His right arm holding the lightsaber suddenly tightened, and he jumped out of the bunker and slashed at the leg of the "walking corpse".
As the zombie staggered forward, Johnson pulled out a short dagger from his waist with his left hand, stabbed it into the zombie's abdomen, and then rolled away on the spot.
"Da da da!"
The dense bullets tilted, and the zombie's body was immediately riddled with bullets and fell to the ground.
"Thank you!" The hunted player turned around and shouted when he saw that the zombies had been killed.
Upon seeing this, the members of the Cobra Team stood up and greeted the player, but did not say anything more and continued to move forward.
Perhaps to the players, this is a game, but to them, it is a test and training for them.
The reason why they do not use team voices and use tactical gestures in the game is just for training purposes. After all, there is no team voice for them to use in real-life assessments.
"Hey, don't move forward, Widowmaker's hunting ground is ahead, and you will be killed!" Seeing that the 20-person team was still planning to move forward, the player couldn't help but remind them.
"Widowmaker?" Johnson was confused and couldn't help turning his head to look at the player.
"The one at the top of the level list, I advise you not to enter her territory, she won't be polite to you!"
"How many are there?" Johnson asked with a frown.
"A single person! But it's not something you can deal with!" the player reminded again friendlyly.
Johnson and the others couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
In their view, the top players among players are just like that. Whether it is the ability to control firearms or melee combat, how can they compare with them.
Moreover, they have already had several encounters with other players in the game, and they have basically defeated them all, so skipping battles is not a problem at all.
"Thank you!" Johnson nodded, then waved again, and the team members continued to move forward.
Seeing this scene, the player couldn't help but shook his head with regret.
