"Evacuate to the farm on the mountaintop, fast!"
Price's voice jolted Liu Peijia awake, making him realize he was suffering from PTSD.
"Survival is paramount!"
He could no longer afford to care about the old thief's knife; if he didn't leave now, he'd be the one getting stabbed.
Following the main group to the farm, a weapon displayed in a small storeroom instantly captured Liu Peijia's attention.
[fg/
"Then I won't be polite!"
Strapping on the FGM-148 Javelin anti-tank missile, Liu Peijia went into a frenzy.
What knife?
What torture?
I'll have my fun first!
[Destroy attacking tanks (2)]
[Mission Objective Updated]
With his new gear, a new mission prompt appeared in the top-left corner.
Outside the farm, Liu Peijia hoisted the Javelin anti-tank missile, aiming.
Beep, beep, beep!
The optical instrument flashed a ghastly green light. As the enemy tank appeared within the aiming reticle, Liu Peijia decisively pulled the trigger.
Chichichi~~~
The next second,
a Javelin missile, trailing a brilliant fiery tail, shot straight towards the target, its piercing sound clearly audible throughout the farm.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Immediately after, the tank hundreds of meters away exploded!
"Wow!!"
"Awesome!"
"One shot, one kill!"
"Cool or what!?"
"Cool or what!"
Liu Peijia boasted to his viewers in the stream with his broken Mandarin, drawing a chorus of jeers.
'This weapon is indeed cool!'
'You could give a Javelin anti-tank missile to a dog and it could still blow up a tank.'
'Dog: That's a bit much.'
'It's ridiculous that so much heavy firepower can't take down four people.'
'Is the invincible cheat code just a saying?'
'One more shot, one more shot!'
......
"Alright, watch me take down the next one!"
Liu Peijia shook his head, re-shouldered the launcher, and easily destroyed another tank.
At the same time, pilots from the responding Sea Knight helicopter transmitted news: "Landing zone B-6 is too dangerous! We cannot land at the farm! Repeat! This mountainous area is riddled with anti-aircraft missile sites!"
Gates: "This is just great! Where the hell do they expect us to land?"
"B-6, we're detecting heavy enemy radar signals. We're attempting a low-altitude landing to avoid lock-on."
The pilot's proposal almost made Gates lose it. He swore directly, "Is he crazy? We finally fought our way up here, and now he wants us to go all the way back?!"
"Stop talking, Gates! We need to get to the new landing point down the mountain! Soap! Let's go!"
Fortunately, Price remained relatively calm and didn't dwell on the landing point issue.
After all, going back down the mountain and rushing to the new landing point meant the player would die.
Thus, after dying seven or eight more times on the way down the mountain, Liu Peijia, led by Price, cut a bloody path and successfully boarded the helicopter.
"So thrilling, so thrilling..."
Looking at the receding farm, Liu Peijia's excitement refused to subside.
No matter how many times he played, this kind of passionate combat would always stir his blood.
On the plane,
Sergeant Griggs: "We got that bastard."
As a member of the Marine Corps, with thirty thousand comrades lost to nuclear bombs, Griggs felt a great sense of catharsis after killing Al-Asad.
However, Price poured cold water on his enthusiasm: "But he's not the mastermind behind the deaths of your Marines. The true mastermind is Zakhaev. I'm sorry, mate."
"Imran Zakhaev?"
Gates: "That guy is a ghost. Intel suggests he's already gone deep undercover."
Clearly, catching this slippery old eel wouldn't be easy.
Fortunately, the old eel had a grinding stone in the old man. Price came up with an idea, "We have a plan to find him. Zakhaev's son, a battlefield commander for the Ultranationalist forces, is a prime example of how bad seeds produce rotten sprouts."
At this moment, the screen displayed a man with sharp eyebrows, a hooked nose, a beard, and a short haircut, with explosions flaring in the background, and a slight resemblance to Zakhaev.
"Government forces' Kamarov has the kid's whereabouts."
Price lit a cigarette and said confidently, "This little bastard knows how to find Zakhaev."
"The sins of the father..." Gates hesitated.
"Hmph."
Griggs beside him snorted, "Isn't this just a son of a bitch?"
"No wonder the theme of this level is 'the son pays for the father's debts.' So that's what it means."
Liu Peijia commented, "The designer really knows titles. It couldn't be more fitting."
At this moment, someone in the barrage couldn't hold back:
'It's wrong to involve family. Doing this isn't how a regular army operates.'
'Yeah, what's the difference between this and what the government forces and terrorist organizations do?'
'Price is like that. No wonder he only got promoted one rank in fifteen years.'
In response, more viewers voiced their opposition:
'No, man, are you empathizing with the son of a psycho-terrorist leader?'
'In times of chaos, the 'saintly mother' must be killed first!'
'Price's rank only increased by one, but if you really consider him a captain, you're an idiot.'
'Isn't Zakhaev's son, as a commander of Ultranationalism, also deserving of death?'
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"What kind of bullshit is 'don't involve family'? Is Zakhaev a human being?"
"What was he doing in Chernogorsk?"
"Getting nuclear materials, preparing to destroy the world!"
Liu Peijia couldn't stand it any longer and directly cursed, "Damn it, if it weren't for my protagonist's halo, whether it was the assassination fifteen years ago or escaping the farm just now, in reality, I'd have reincarnated hundreds of times! This kind of bastard... spit!"
"Sympathy, I sympathize..."
Almost blurting out curses, Liu Peijia quickly covered his mouth, "Forget it, forget it, let's continue playing the game. I'll let those 'saintly mothers' watch how I abuse this guy later."
Simple verbal abuse, ultimate enjoyment!
Liu Peijia was satisfied, most viewers were satisfied, only a small minority of 'saintly mothers' who were directly insulted angrily reported and then clicked the 'x' to leave the stream.
This battle was a joint operation by the Marine Corps and the Royal Special Forces, with Griggs also joining the fight.
After meeting with the E-country government forces' Kamarov, the three parties united, a bizarre scene that would be impossible in reality, but was achieved in this artistic work.
Together, they took down an extremist armed outpost, swapped into enemy uniforms, and cleaned up the traces of battle.
The next day,
Little Zakhaev's convoy arrived as scheduled. Once the target location was confirmed, the ambushing joint forces immediately began attacking the convoy.
The unprepared enemy forces were caught off guard, but soon enemy reinforcements arrived, turning the tide back.
The observation post where Liu Peijia was located was also blown over. He landed on the ground, still disoriented, his vision blurred.
In a daze, little Zakhaev, wearing a blue Adidas tracksuit, got out of the car and rushed past him.
"You ain't getting away."
Liu Peijia roared from in front of the screen, struggling hard to clear his vision, while repeatedly shouting:
"Son of a bitch, stop for me!"
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