MTL - Cultural Invasion In Different World (Cultural Invasion into Isekai)-Chapter 1078 ‘hard battle’

Nogus also became a member of the Owl team. He was only invited by Qiao Xiu to test the fighting ability of the distracting characters.

During the test, Joe Xiu sang some new things beyond the ‘discrimination rules’.

Among them, the various super equipments in the killing bonus have exceeded the balance of the game.

After reading all the Qiao Xiu's killing reward demonstrations, Noggs directly asked, ‘Which automatic aiming can always be turned on? ’

Joe’s answer to the game developer is of course ‘affirm’

The killing reward system itself is an official plug-in. At the request of Noggs, Qiao Xiu opened the game's skill called ‘tactical eyepieces’ for his role without restriction.

“Why don’t let other characters have these abilities?”

Noggs asked Qiao Xiu while he was carrying his role to change bullets.

He watched Ravel's character with his own eyes because the bullet did not hit the horn monster and was killed. After Noggs opened the tactical eyepiece skills, he only needed to click the left mouse button and the bullet could automatically track the enemy. On the body.

"Because these cheating skills consume a lot of faith, all soldiers will be wasted for a long time," said Joe Xiu.

"But a small number of soldiers are starting to be okay, isn't it? Qiao Xiu, why don't you use it?"

Nogus looked over at the screen of Qiao Xiu. He could see through the interface of the screen that Qiao Xiu did not add any cheating function to his character.

"Because it is boring."

Qiao Xiu used the right button to aim at the fog that flew toward him. It was already boring to play these fog-free distortions without IQ. Add a self-locking lock and directly click the left mouse button.

This kind of game without any challenges can be of no meaning to Qiao Xiu.

"Not interesting? Qiao Xiu is now in the battlefield, as long as it can kill the enemy... no matter what means is reasonable!"

Nogus's current position is more inclined to a player on the battlefield than a player who is playing and fighting.

As long as the enemy can be annihilated, Nogus can use any despicable means in exchange for a war victory.

"Well, the tactical eyepieces are open all the time. Brother, you organize your team and tell me the name of the game."

Qiao Xiu gave up the debate with the war mad brother. After all, this is the battlefield with the fog... No. Nog, the king of the frosty country, did not regard it as a game.

But for Qiao Xiu, this is a zombie mode in the early experience of disputes, and this model is not made by itself, and the enemy will not act according to the routines specified in the game.

This kind of challenge that comes close to the real enemy and the various accidents on the battlefield is far more interesting than that of Qiao Xiu himself to make a zombie model.

"I have ordered the soldiers to download it."

Noggs knows that his three brothers are strange in character, and he has no intention to reverse the ideas of Qiao Xiu or educate Qiao Xiu.

After all, in this war against fog, the surprises brought by Qiao Xiu are enough.

Nogus once again focused his attention on the battlefield.

When Joe was ready to keep up with the pace of his brother, his clothes were suddenly pulled by someone.

"The son of the forest, isn't that good?"

Al's back was sitting behind Qiao Xiu, and she talked about the talk between Joshua and Noggs.

After Noggs had reached an unrestricted tactical eyepiece, Al also made a fuss... considering that Al is itself the collector of the power of faith.

Qiao Xiu gave her a more unreasonable cheating weapon, a portable rocket launcher without any bullet restrictions and recoil.

"It's wrong to use it in the game, but here is the battlefield. There is no need to bear any psychological burden for these monsters that used to destroy your home!"

Qiao Xiu gave a thumbs up to Al, and the high elf girl was also safely bombarded with her own unlimited portable rocket launcher.

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The next morning.

"The shift time is up! The soldiers who fight on the front line at noon can turn off the magic net and rest!"

Marshal Armt took time to come to the ‘rear battlefield’ where the soldiers fought.

With the increasingly fierce battlefield, the soldiers of the Frost Country have come from the front line to the game characters who control the disputes on the front line.

In the past, Marshal Armt, who had experienced the confrontation with the fog, thought that the battle of the Black Bay City was a hard battle. He had already completed the death of his comrades and even prepared himself for the battlefield.

However, it has been twenty-five hours since the pressure of the foggy army. At present, the casualty rate of the soldiers of the Frost Country is... zero!

This is something he didn't even dare to think before the war.

The magical magic net game keeps the soldiers of the Frost Kingdom away from the dangerous battlefield, but the characters in the game still need these soldiers to control.

"I said you can rest, you didn't hear it!" Marshal Amt once again shouted loudly in the camp.

No soldier answered Marshal Amt, and their eyes were all focused on the interface of the Magic Net.

"Medical soldiers! Medical soldiers! Come on quickly... This is my last two lives! Is there a medical soldier nearby?"

"Come here! What do you do with a sniper rifle?"

"There is another horned behemoth on the battlefield in the west! Who has the reward for the deployment of the Green Machine Gun! The portable rocket launcher is also available!"

The snoring of Marshal Amt was not worth mentioning in the noisy rear battlefield. He stood here to hear the sound of the soldiers communicating with each other in the rear battlefield.

The entire camp is like a noisy pub.

Marshal Amt looked at this scene and did not know how to describe his inner feelings.

Morale on the battlefield is undoubtedly the most important point, and the morale of human soldiers facing the fog will drop very quickly. Generally, two hours of continuous combat must be evacuated for psychological counseling, otherwise the human soldiers will enter a state of collapse.

But when Marshal Amt did not remember correctly, nearly 500 soldiers in the camp had already fought for twelve hours on the front line!

Most of them didn’t even eat dinner at all...

A group of people stared at the magic net interface like a demon, and then clicked the left button of the mouse insanely.

The morale of this group of soldiers is no exaggeration to say, like the Berserker who drank crazy potions, the enthusiasm for the battlefield is beyond the scope of ordinary people.

But Marshal Armt knows that the trend is not what pharmacy and alcohol, but the most essential emotional comparison of human beings, and the game called Disputes is really interesting.

The number of soldiers killed on the battlefield will be known to all soldiers in the entire army, and the rewards of the killing system will make them the heroes of the entire team.

Everyone on this battlefield can be a hero, which may be why they are so passionate.

But... humans still have to rest after all!

"Ravel!" Commander Marshal Amt could not be noticed by other soldiers. He had to pat him on the shoulder of the most prominent player on the battlefield.

"I have already got the right to use the Hellstorm missile, the adjutant... give me the most intensive place for the enemy!"

"How long did General Ravel kill you more than 500? Wait... I am asking about the status of other teams."

After a brief communication between Ravel and his adjutant, he immediately asked about the purpose of Marshal Amt.

"What new orders does Marshal Amt have?" Ravel asked without raising his head.

"You should take a break! Take your team to rest!" said Marshal Armt.

"Resting? Marshal Amt can wait for a while, we will soon break the line of defense of the fog."

Ravel said that he had left the g button on the keyboard, and the characters in Ravel's game took out a brilliant spar.

The original spar projected a translucent picture, which is the map on the battlefield.

"General Ravel, coordinates 214.31...where there are more than a dozen horned behemoths," said the adjutant.

Ravel's characters swiped the map on the original spar, clicked on the bombing coordinates reported by the adjutant, and a line appeared on the screen of all the soldiers in the next second.

‘Commander Ravel deployed the Hellstorm missile. ’

Even if Marshal Amt stood in the camp, he could hear the deafening explosion from afar.

At this time, Marshal Armstrong had a strange thought in his mind... The fog can support this kind of horrible attack for so long, it is really incredible!