Chapter 286 Winning the Team

The confrontation between each team has always been a real and live-fire battle. The team's promotion or elimination will lead to a completely different consequence.

Even if the team members who win one side are really shot to death in actual combat, as long as they are not shot in the head by the opponent, this mysterious and powerful force will certainly be able to revive those who lost their lives.

Not only can they be resurrected, but even these people after the resurrection will find that their constitution has been transformed and evolved by a mysterious substance.

That is to say, death in the game is not a terrible bad thing, but will bring endless benefits to yourself and improve your physique.

Of course, the team members who survive will get more benefits than those glorious teammates. These strong surviving team members will receive a record medal and accumulate enough record medals to accept the organization's holy warrior transformation plan.

These ordinary players are not qualified to know what the specific Holy Warrior transformation plan is.

But they all know that the extraordinary strength of the mentor of each of their teams, which can defeat the siege of their ten-person team, is just the result of accepting the transformation plan of the lowest-level holy warrior.

For everything in the world, only strength is respected!

People who can embark on such a crazy road are all crazy people. The moment they left the illusory game world, obsessively picked up a real gun, and formed a team to pull the gun machine at the so-called 'enemy' of human beings, it was difficult to call it a real person.

Naturally, these crazy 'game players' also know that they are stepping on a road of no return that is prohibited by secular laws, so after they have attracted various reasons or accidentally or deliberately or naturally joined such a crazy organization, they very self-disciplinedly accepted the organization's first player code: < /P>

Never let anyone other than the team know their player identity!

If the identity is exposed, the identity must be re-approved by the organization, or be removed, or those who should not be known.

The winning team is the latest team that has recently been established and has qualified as a new team in the East Asia Theater.

The formation of this team is quite legendary.

Because they were originally a completely spontaneous composition of amateur players. At the beginning, they were anti-terrorism game COSPLAY enthusiasts who simulated the actual combat.

The captain of the team, who is also the organizer, was originally just a small boss who mainly engaged in field expansion training. Because of the same hobby, a group of enthusiasts spontaneously gathered around him. Borrowing their own venue, they formed such a practical counter-terrorism elite game team.

Originally, an ordinary so-called team like them has no combat effectiveness at all, and it is also a kind of leisure and entertainment activity that is officially recognized and promoted and strongly supported.

The change of things happened to an uninvited mysterious middle-aged man.

In a stormy night, all the members of the team happened to have a barbecue and drink in their captain's barracks barracks.

I don't know who was the first to propose to talk about the elite special forces of various countries in today's society. This night is the best time for real iron-blooded elites to engage in special training. On the contrary, they often talk about the name of Counter-Strike fighters. On a slightly windy and rainy day, I only knew how to huddle in the barracks to drink and brag, but to comment on the world's top ten special forces and point out the posture.

It is easier to say that men don't drink, and when a bunch of men get together, it's easier not to drink.

Because there is often nothing, but an inexplicable sentence after drinking is likely to become a fuse that ignites men's anger. Because of these inexplicable quarrels, the man who hid in the barracks to eat, drink and brag suddenly became excited and divided into two teams, vowing to experience the blood of iron-blooded men on this stormy night.

A group of 'mad' soldiers who drank too much were fully armed and rushed into the wind and rain to prepare for a war in such extreme weather. If you lose, you should invite the other party to eat and drink for a month.

The two groups of people with unabated pride shouted into the night, but unfortunately they persisted for less than ten minutes. They all lost their fighting spirit and were poured back by the pouring rain.

They are drunk and woken up!

The people on both sides were turned over by God, and they all came back in panic. They all tacitly stopped mentioning any iron-blooded lofty feelings. They just wanted to quickly hide back to the camp to take a hot bath, lie back in the quilt and continue their own iron-blooded heroic men's spring and autumn dreams. The so-called old hust doesn't laugh at the black sows. They run back and encounter them again at the gate of the barracks, which is also tacit. It is rare to laugh at themselves and plan to go back to the barracks.

But it was not expected that at this time, the mysterious masked middle-aged man appeared at the door of the barracks and stopped the people who were eager to slip back to the barracks.

A few people were originally angry because of tonight's funny things. They were blocked by such an unknown person, and naturally rushed up.

Then I don't know what was going on. The fully armed 'mad' warrior approaching the 20th clashed with this man. The mysterious middle-aged man said that since you all swore in the name of wolf teeth and iron blood to launch a special training battle between real men tonight, you must keep your promise and After the training battle is completed, you can return to the barracks to rest... Now you are all deserters, which is a blasphemy against the iron blood of the wolf teeth and the great disrespect for the special elite soldiers. As a senior, he is qualified to take care of this matter.

Everyone just thought they had met an old madman. At first, they scolded and no one taken it seriously, and rushed to the camp angrily.

They all have the skin and can't wipe their face off by being scolded by this person. They all want to give the other party a strong look and take the opportunity to rush forward and throw the other party in the rain to sober up.

It's just that what happened later made them all like nightmares. Every time they think about it, they have to sweat coldly. Twenty strong young men tried their best to deal with a middle-aged man, but they couldn't get close to each other. On the contrary, they suffered a lot and were beaten to cry and roll down to the ground.

This is what they understand. They really met the master, Li Gui hit Li Kui, and really met the special iron-blooded elite warrior who could not see the end of the divine dragon.

The relationship was because of their heroic words, and the master mistakenly thought that they were going to fight for iron-blooded glory. The master did not know whether he was in a bad mood or deliberately made fun of them. He forced them to practice fiercely on a rainy night and had enough of the Predator's addiction.

And what happened later became even more bizarre.

The mysterious master actually praised them as a group of special warriors who are willing to use their brains on the battlefield, have an overall view, and belong to the special warriors worth cultivating. Then he picked up the flagpole in the chopsticks and selected nine team members to form a secret team.

This is the predecessor history of the vertical winning team.