Lao Qiao was eager to record all the problems just exposed, and he didn't have time to talk much, so he urged: "Quick, you guys talk about the problems first."
Puppy moved his wrist: "I can see it most clearly in the back row, I'll say it first. I was completely suppressed by the opponent's sniper just now. Everyone was playing snipers, and they were all cold arrows, but obviously the opponent was more sinister than me. He always Can find my position, but I always lose his position, and always lose the position of the other people on the opposite side, my problem."
Chen Huo was the most troubled to introspect, and said a little irritably: "I didn't get out of the rhythm of playing the bison before, and I played too much. I am prone to mistakes. One mistake in the early stage of this extreme game becomes a hidden danger. There are too many hidden dangers buried in it, and I can't hold it back later..."
Old Joe quickly recorded: "Others."
Yu Sui sorted out the mouse line: "I didn't make a mistake."
Old Joe nodded: "Indeed."
Chen Huo glared at Yu Sui jealously, and Puppy said sourly, "Damn, so angry."
Lao Qiao looked up at Shi Luo: "Evil? Did you make any mistakes?"
"Yes." Shi Luo said with a cold face, "The hand of surrender is not fast enough."
Chen Huo and Puppy held back their laughter, and Lao Qiao said helplessly: "Okay, you all calm down, adjust your emotions and prepare for the next game, I'll take a look at the record just now."
Lao Qiao flipped through the notes he made during the dozens of minutes of practice games just now, shook his head and lowered his voice and said with Zhou Huo: "The other party has grasped all their movements too clearly, there is no way to do this."
"The nearly two-year practice videos of three of the four of us are all left in their hands, not to mention the coaches of the Holy Sword. There is no one who is more familiar with their situation than the coach. The opposite is prepared, yes. Several sets of play styles, several sets of ideas, and even some subtle walking habits, all of which are well known." Lao Qiao said while burying his head and quickly taking notes, "The other party also understands that they, including Shi Luo, are basically beating and crushing. It would be good if the crushing and crushing games could be resolved quickly, but can’t it be resolved?”
Zhou Huo seldom plays FOG, and even playing is the kind of low-level player who is abused. He can't help anything else at the moment, so he can only take notes for Lao Qiao. Zhou Huo frowned and asked, "Why do you usually do it? fine?"
"It's no problem to fight people who have a gap between their strength and themselves. It's easy to overturn when they encounter a strong player, because they won't push so fast." Lao Qiao spread his hands and said, "The more you push, the more you consume. , Buying a shield costs money, right? Buying bullets costs money? Buying injection bandages… Everything costs money. The entire team in one game has a total of 10,000 economy. If you run out of money, it will be gone. They played too aggressively in the early stage. , has been fighting, buying, buying, and buying, and at the same time, the opposite side has been avoiding the war. I would rather lose more people and more maps than consume the economy.
Lao Qiao looked up at Zhou Huo: "In the early days, while you were fighting guerrillas and beatings, you saved money, waiting for you to spend all your money, you have no money, you can't buy bullets, all guns have become fire sticks, no Become a meat target?"
Zhou Huo understood a little: "In the later stage, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice..."
Lao Qiao put on his earphones, and said to Mai Dao, who was connected to the voice of the team: "You can't see God's perspective, don't know, in the game just now, the remaining economy on the Holy Sword side was always more than yours, and it was a lot more. It's obviously intentional, and it's aimed at Chen Huo and Shi Luo Ai's pursuit and crushing the game. They've been living their lives carefully, so you have to have a way to deal with them, or you'll fight harder. End the game early, or slow down and frugal, my advice is the latter."
The game started right away, and Lao Qiao said quickly into the microphone, "Don't be so reckless, Chen Huo, how many bullets did you shoot when you were fighting in the bush just now? A bullet is ten gold, it's not bought with money. ?"
Chen Huo knew that he had consumed too much just now, and nodded: "My question."
"Don't overdo it, don't fight too hard, Shi Luo also has this problem. When the opponent is very thin, you have to play thinner than them to avoid useless consumption. Of course, you can't be afraid because of this. Be afraid of your feet." The second training game had already started, and Lao Qiao couldn't say any more, he just hurriedly said, "Calm down and come on."
The second practice session begins.
"I don't focus on filling the gun, I'll take a good look at the position for you, let's play a little slower." Puppy said, "Let's save a little bit, and the two attacks don't have to be too stressful."
Yu Sui started the game to make up for the status of several people, and said, "Don't be under pressure, I won't consume the public economy in this game."
Shi Luo was startled and couldn't help but look up at Yu Sui's plane.
"Fuck." Chen Huo looked sluggish, "Isn't it you? Relying on you to fly, you don't consume the public economy? Your own 1000 economy is enough?! Shield, are you going to kill the other side with a crispy skin?"
"Don't worry, just fight your own." Yu Sui's tone was as usual, "This time, leave the public economy to the two assaults, you two can fight normally, I need to try it."
Puppy was speechless: "… Whisper, you're playing too much."
Yu Sui didn't say a word. After making up for everyone's condition, he didn't even spend money to buy an initial shield for himself. He only consumed a little personal economy for his teammates in the beginning. What he really spent on himself was only a 50-economy long shield. dagger.
Yu Sui said, "It's started."
The same opening, the same routine on the opposite side.
The Holy Sword is the same as avoiding the opening, the same is that after the fight, if there is a casualty, he will leave his teammates and run away, and the same is to save his wife and generally guard their team's economy.
But in this game, Yu Sui didn't use a single point of the public economy. At the twenty-fifth minute of the game, the remaining economy of Free's entire team was only over a hundred less than that of the Holy Sword.
But this specific value is not displayed in the game. Neither Free nor Holy Sword knows the specific remaining economy on the opposite side. Only Lao Qiao and Zhou Huo who are looking at the OB interface can see it.
"This time, this time, this time." Zhou Huo excitedly lowered his voice and pushed Lao Qiao, "it cost more than a hundred more than the other side, almost the same! This one might win."
Lao Qiao shook his head slowly: "It's hard to say, it's not much more than the other side, it's hard to say who wins and who loses in a game with equal ability and equal economy..."
Zhou Huo nervously looked at the economic surplus on both sides: "Isn't that an advantage? We have to clear more maps here!"
"It's useless to clear the fog to the opposite house, as long as the reincarnation stone is not broken and the family is still alive, the one who holds the economy will have the best chance of winning in the end." Old Qiao frowned, "This is still Whisper's public economy. In the absence of any movement, the economy will get tighter and tighter in the later period, which is hard to say.”
Zhou Huo couldn't understand the direction of the game, he only looked at the remaining economy of the two teams, and hesitantly said: "Then let's see... how to play next."
Thirty minutes into the game, the two sides became more and more stalemate, and each fight was a precise operation accurate to a few decimal places. Both sides made up their minds to consume the other side alive, and no one was willing to relax. Even Chen Huo's irritable assault operation became more delicate. If he could fire one shot, he would never fire two. If the bullet hit the ground, he could still pick it up. When he comes back, he can definitely rush to the opposite corpse to dig bullets.
Shi Luo can save even more. He was originally an assassin medic, and he studied under Yu Sui. The little Whisper back then was also a master at playing daggers. There were two shots and the opposite side was close to the face, Shi Luo didn't even need a gun, didn't consume a single bullet, and took the head directly with a dagger.
The game went on to the forty-fifth minute.
From the OB perspective, the remaining economy of the Free team is 738, and the remaining economy of the Holy Sword team is 890.
"It's not too much, it's not too bad." Zhou Huo comforted Lao Qiao in a low voice, "It's less than two hundred, just save it."
Old Joe shook his head: "The more you pull, the more useless it is."
"But there's no need to be depressed." Lao Qiao's face was not very good, but he was still able to cheer up Zhou Huo, "Yu Sui is obviously doing an experiment to see if he can break it without consuming himself at all. This game. The results of the experiment have already come out, but it's still a little bit closer, we just need to get the conclusion, which is very valuable."
The loss flashed in Zhou Huo's eyes, the game was about to end, Zhou Huo didn't dare to let his emotions affect the players, he snorted: "Yes, yes, we originally wanted to touch, know ourselves and each other, the purpose is already It's done, it's alright, nothing to worry about."
Zhou Huo sighed secretly, can you really not care
Free was also sealed by the Holy Sword. With the quality of the Holy Sword team, they really won't make it public
The official Twitter of Holy Sword is usually very active and loves to ridicule. However, he has not tweeted ridicule after winning Saint and NSN one after another. I am afraid that he is waiting for today's training match.
For a while, I was afraid that they were going to tweet directly. They pushed the three most anticipated teams in the Chinese division in a row. If this news spreads, local players are afraid that they will spray their three teams into autism.
Zhou Huo wiped his cold sweat secretly, picked up his mobile phone and contacted Free's staff to prepare in advance, ready to be blasted by players.
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Old Qiao stared at the OB interface and said slowly, "What are they doing?"
Zhou Huo put down his phone and looked at the display screen, at a loss: "Where did you hit him? You're about to be shot by the family? Hey? I won't vote this time? How could it be possible?"
Zhou Huo laughed: "Why are these people suddenly stubborn and stern? Cast it, don't let the holy sword show off its power, something."
"No." Old Joe reminded, "Look at the remaining economies on both sides."
Zhou Huo took a closer look and was stunned.
Free remaining economy: 527.
Holy Sword surplus economy: 684.
Zhou Huo was dumbfounded: "Isn't this still money? Why don't they buy bullets or shields?"
Old Joe's eyes brightened a little bit: "This game can still be played..."
Zhou Huo suffocated: "Oh yes, Holy Sword can't see our remaining economy! These idiots think we have no money again!!!"
In the game interface, the four of Free did not fire a single shot, and began to fight each other in close quarters. It is conceivable that no matter how sharp the operation is, it is impossible for the entire team to beat the opponent with cold weapons. Free's own map was quickly torn apart, and the four of Free were stubbornly resisting. They died and resurrected. After being resurrected, they tried their best to obstruct the advancement of the holy sword, and then they were solved by the holy sword in the process.
But the game values that could not be seen in the game were beating wildly on the off-site OB interface. Zhou Huo was almost lying on the monitor, dumbfounded watching the remaining economy of the Holy Sword team plummet.
Holy Sword Remaining Economy: 534.
Holy Sword surplus economy: 364.
Holy Sword Remaining Economy: 204.
When the remaining economy of the holy sword was only 100, the holy sword slowed down slightly, no longer frantically consuming bullets to slaughter, and began to gather together to clean up the last piece of poisonous mist near the Free Reincarnation Stone.
In the team's voice, Yu Sui's game character had died fifteen times in this round, and the white doctor's uniform was covered in blood. Yu Sui's eyes swept across the remaining economy of the team, and said softly, "It's our turn."
Yu Sui directly bought four luxurious three-sided hexagonal photon shields for the four of them, Shi Luo and Chen Huo bought two bullets each, and Puppy cleaned up all the remaining economy and formed a super sniper for himself.
The members of the Holy Sword who put down the purification vessel with confidence and boldness waited for the fog to dissipate, the poisonous fog to disperse, and the four armed with live ammunition were already equipped.
The four members of the Holy Sword Squad were stunned in place for a moment.
Shi Luo said coldly, "Fake your father."
The four killed at the same time.
The Holy Sword's economy was officially exhausted, and he could only use daggers to resist. The players who depended on guns all the year round and Yu Sui's dagger operation were basically unwatchable. Yu Sui cut melons and vegetables without saying a word.
Shi Luo still resented a few people who surrendered in the last round and didn't take his own business. He only caught and killed the Holy Sword Assaulter who took his head in the last round. Unhappy? Unhappy? Unhappy…”
Chen Huo didn't know if the unlucky assaulter of the Holy Sword was happy, but he was really happy now. After eating frugally for a whole round, he was finally able to shoot recklessly and couldn't be happier. Chen Huo was like a human-shaped tank, he stabbed directly into the heart of the holy sword without thinking and closed his eyes. Puppy's snipers couldn't fire in a row, and he was hiding behind Chen Huo, secretly firing a cold shot to grab people's heads.
Old Qiao, who was staring at the OB interface, wished he could go up and shoot twice. He couldn't help but made an exception and opened the microphone during the practice game to instigate: "Turn! Give me their reincarnation stone!!!"
Free and a few people lost their turn, and Shengjian understood that it was played by Free and resisted for less than five minutes. After realizing that there was no hope of a comeback, he surrendered.
Zhou Huo patted the table happily: "Cool!!!"
After a 1-1 draw, several players took off their earphones for a bit of activity, and Chen Huo pouted, "Who are you frightening?!"
Several people clicked to continue qualifying and waited for the third round.
The third game was delayed, and there was no queue at the holy sword.
"Yoha." Zhou Huo glanced at his phone after waiting for a while, and rolled his eyes, "The manager of Shengjian sent me a message saying that their club base had a power outage. What a coincidence."
Free was taken aback for a while, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After scolding two words, Lao Qiao regretted a little: "I still want one to chase two, and then I post a Weibo."
"You can post even if you don't let one chase two." Zhou Huo was completely disgusted by the other party, and said yin and yang strangely, "If you don't take revenge on the past, you will really become a saint. I will use the official blog to post a Weibo, 'European Holy Sword Team In today's practice match with our team, after we turned the game over, the base was not a second earlier or a second later, and suddenly Sima Di ran out of electricity. I sympathized with the holy sword and gave it a little wax. I hope the holy sword team The next time you're in a bad situation, you can never stop powering!!!'"