My Players Are So Fierce

Because they didn’t need to distinguish specific targets, they just charged in four directions, slashing at any Wolf People they saw.

And that’s exactly what they did.

The Foreign Warriors continued their daring fighting style, taking charge of an assault in one direction alone. Chen Long, Teacher Li, and the Great Shark Commander’s players charged into the swirling sandstorm at night like a pack of wolves hunting in the dark storm, eager and impatient.

003 was among the players, a bit nervous on his first battle, but seeing the newbies around him, who were even “newer” than him acting so casually, he reassured himself that, as a professional, he couldn’t afford to perform worse than the enthusiasts.

He led the team in a standard squad formation, crouching forward with his Blood Vulture Claw, its trigger lock released.

Upon passing a large collapsed tent, he suddenly heard the howls and roars of Wolf People. He immediately raised his fist to signal the others to halt temporarily, but who could understand such a military gesture?

As soon as he stopped, the twenty newbies behind him rushed forward with a howl, guns in hand, followed by the staccato of bullets and the terrified roars of the Wolf People. This scene made 003 cover his eyes in pain.

But he reacted quickly, rolling into the battlefield ahead, raising his weapon and firing at the moving silhouettes without aiming precisely.

It wasn’t the noobie kind of continuous firing but a rhythmic burst like semi-automatic fire. This lousy gun didn’t have a burst mode, which significantly reduced precision during an assault. However, there were a lot of players, and a round of bullet storm swept over the enemies, taking down the group of Wolf People in just over ten seconds.

The scene was less about being shot to death and more about being bludgeoned by bullets.

003 looked twitchingly at the riddled corpses of the five Wolf People and couldn’t help but shout angrily at his teammates who were still celebrating:

“Save your bullets! Damn, just three magazines per person, and we need this much ammo for twenty-one people to kill five Wolf People? How will we fight later? Are we going to use guns as fire sticks? Anyone know how to short burst shots?

Stop holding the trigger down, damn it!

Laugh?

Still laughing!

It’s you!

I saw you just now, you couldn’t control your gun and let the bullets fly into the sky!”

“Don’t be mad, we have enough bullets in our psychic packages.” A newbie faintly protested, being pointed at and cursed:

“Enough to finish this battle.”

“Okay, then tell me how you plan to load the scattered bullets into your magazine while surrounded by Wolf People. Do you think they’ll give you the opportunity and time? How many brothers are you planning to sacrifice to give you time to reload?”

003 was really angry, his tone short and serious:

“In an operation like this, time is life. Brothers, don’t do meaningless things, and don’t waste resources recklessly. Imagine ourselves as guerrilla fighters behind enemy lines; just like our predecessors fought hard, we must do the same now.

Alright!

Follow me next, listen to my command!

That one, pick up the magazine you dropped! What kind of bad habit is tossing these things around?”

He scolded them a bit, then led the chastised newbies into fast action.

After moving past the sandy area, they approached a group of Wolf People who were “regrouping after a disaster”. From their position, they could clearly see the flames lighting up the night sky kilometers away, where the Blood Vulture Vampires were conducting aerial bombardments on the chaotic Wolf People’s camp.

That should be the battlefield of General Maxim’s People’s Army, making 003 sigh in admiration. The professionals are indeed different; while he was still organizing his team, the others were already getting down to serious business.

“You five, each take two guns and move to the back, crouch down and crawl over! Don’t alarm the enemy, the rest of you follow me. After I signal, we’ll charge first. When the Wolf People rush toward us, the five in the rear should open fire immediately.

This time you can hold the trigger down, you must provide enough firepower cover in the shortest time.

Anyone know how to use a small launcher?”

After arranging the tactics, 003 asked again. Two newbies raised their hands, and thus two small launchers and a bag of high-explosive grenades were handed over, setting up a fire base further away.

With everything ready, as the missiles from the small launcher streaked across the night sky and hit the ground, the rising flames swallowed several unfortunates and knocked down all the surrounding Wolf People. Amidst the wailing, 003 shouted, gripping his gun with both hands and charged out.

Behind him, a dozen tiger-like, wolf-like newbies launched a direct assault, and their fierce firepower swept away a row of dazed Wolf People before them with one encounter.

That Junior Warlord reacted quickly, immediately howling and charging towards 003’s side. As soon as they moved, the five brothers positioned to the flank started firing wildly, trapping these guys in a dilemma of being attacked on both sides.

In an instant, it felt like there were people everywhere, and the field of view was filled with bullets, grenades, and molotov cocktails from the Transia People ignited upon hitting the ground, causing flames to rise.

The terrifying light flickered, illuminating the chaotic battle situation around, combined with the sandstorm making it hard to distinguish friend from foe, and the piercing, shrill bugle sound, that damned sound…

The Junior Warlord was somewhat bewildered.