Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

  The results of the first team competition came to an end. In the competition venue, the originally high popularity seemed to be cut off in the middle, and the voice was restrained.

   Countless viewers rubbed their eyes in disbelief, staring at the undeniable result on the screen.

  That's right, I just can't believe it. Even now, the home audience can't believe that the team led by Fang He, who is regarded as a myth by everyone, lost so simply and neatly.

  From the very beginning, when Fang He was killed by the opponent's team leader for the first time, everyone didn't pay much attention to it. At most, they thought that the opponent was lucky, or that the team leader had some tricks.

   It's just that with the passage of time, everyone finally noticed something strange. The team leader of the western army is actually so powerful.

   Soon, Fang He's Eastern Army was suppressed, and the score of the battle gradually tilted.

   The anxious people were expecting Fang He to reverse the victory and create a miracle again even at the last moment, but there was only a real gap, which could not be shaken after all.

  In the contestant room, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Fang He looked at his slightly trembling hands. Only when he faced Henderson directly could he realize how terrifying his opponent was.

It wasn't that I didn't want to suppress my opponent in that round just now. The confrontation between the two was far more intense than I imagined. My hands that are a little out of strength now are the proof. In this situation, only Fang He trained himself to the point of being weak. Only then will it appear.

   "Ahe, are you alright?" Fang He was held in a frail and boneless little hand, and Luo Qing's worried voice came from beside him.

  Fang He turned his head, and the four people around Luo Qing were also a little tired. This round of confrontation was obviously not easy for everyone, but everyone still looked at him more worriedly.

  As the captain, your state is related to the state of the entire team.

   "I'm fine." Fang He pretended to smile easily.

   There is not much time for the halftime break, which is the last time for the team to adjust their status and discuss tactics. Fang He didn't dare to waste time, and after pondering for a while, he opened his mouth and said.

   "Judging from this contest, the opponent's overall strength is stronger than ours."

   "This can't be changed. I can't completely guarantee the chance of winning when I meet the opponent's team leader head-on. Right now, we are very passive."

  Fang He's tone was calm, as if it wasn't him who was repeatedly defeated by the opponent just now.

   "Since this is the case, what should we do? Just give up like this?" Su Kuang asked, with a bit of unwillingness on his face.

  The game has reached this point, and it is not just a few of them who are involved. It is really not reconciled to let them just admit defeat so obediently.

   "No, there is still a chance!" Fang He raised his head suddenly, and the blazing flames in Fang He's eyes made everyone jump.

  From the flames, everyone felt Fang He's determination to win and his strong fighting spirit!

   Burning with such emotions, Fang He's energy seemed to have returned, and there was no trace of fatigue on his body.

   "Then what should we do next?" Yun Mumu asked with a lot of worries in his heart.

   "Do you still remember the toughest game we played in the Eastern Division?" Fang He said flatly.

  Everyone was startled, that game? Of course they won't forget.

   To be honest, Crossfire has the fastest and widest popularity in China after all, and the popularity in other countries is far less than in China. Therefore, this time in the Eastern Division of the Global League, everyone's victory is often very easy.

   But, there are still exceptions.

  In a match against a team from a small bordering country, the opponent was far weaker than the team in all aspects of combat power before the match.

   However, they still played extremely hard.

  The opponent is clearly inferior to himself and others technically, but the combined power cannot be underestimated. If Fang He hadn't turned the tide in the end, they would have even stopped in that match.

  Everyone was thoughtful, and the confusion in their eyes dissipated a little.

  Yun Mumu: "What do you mean?"

  Fang He's eyes were bright, "This is never a game for one person, the core of the game is the team!"

  The break time passed in the blink of an eye, and soon, the second duel in blast mode was about to begin.

   Only this time, the voices in the venue were far less enthusiastic.

  During this period of time, watching the commentary on the replay of the game, everyone finally realized how terrible the winning team in the Western Division was, and they had to admit that the Fanghe team had little hope of winning.

  The two sides in the game did not relax at all, and entered a new map, New Year Square.

  As soon as the signal to start the game sounded, Henderson rushed out without stopping.

  Lott was not surprised at all. For Henderson, the only purpose was to defeat Fang He.

   And they just need to kill the others to win the game.

   After making a gesture, the three people around him understood, divided into two sides, and one of them followed Lott to a corner of the square.

  The game went on so easily, even Lott couldn't help but feel a bit boring. Next, it's still Henderson's performance stage. This Eastern Country team, which I'm very interested in, can only go here?

  Really thinking so, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, Lotte's heart remained calm, and he slightly turned his vision.

  It’s just a flash bomb. In the current game, the strategic significance is greater than the practical function, and as long as you deal with it properly, it’s impossible for the opponent

boom! A deafening gunshot rang out, making Lott's heart tremble. For some reason, the gunshot that broke the tranquility of the battle sounded to his ears like a clarion call for a counterattack from the opposite side.

  The blurry vision gradually became clear, and the angle of view was shaken, and the teammate behind him was killed by a bullet from nowhere, with a headshot.

   Such terrible marksmanship made Lottery only think of the boy who was as terrifying as Henderson.

   It was just the direction that Henderson rushed out before, and it was precisely the route that the boy had taken in previous games. Why did he appear here at this timing?

   Without any hesitation, Lott believed in his feelings and began to report on the voice channel.

   "Discover Fanghe!"

   This sentence is very directional, because he only needs to let one person know.

  The footsteps stopped suddenly, and Henderson, who had just rushed into the river, stopped the operation in his hand, a little surprised, but soon decided to turn around and rush towards Lott.

  However, his goal was not achieved after all. The trace of the bullet landed at his feet. It wasn't that the opponent didn't want to hit him, but he had noticed it before then, turned around and hid behind the bunker.

   And with a quick glance from that perspective, Henderson has already confirmed who came to stop him.

   That's second only to Fang He, the troublesome number two in the Eastern team.

  Vice captain, Yun Mumu.