Rampant Online Games

Chapter one thousand nine hundred and eight

In the hearts of national service players such as Dasima.

Regardless of the struggle between the major guilds and chambers of commerce.

But to put it bluntly, everyone is Chinese.

When facing foreign enemies, no matter how hostile you and other guilds are, how great the hatred is.

At this time, it is necessary for everyone to temporarily put down the barriers and join forces to defend against foreign enemies.

...

Therefore, when Da Sima witnessed the destruction of the Chinese ships by artillery fire, his heart was really torn apart.

After all, the ship that was sunk was from China!

It's Huaxia's players who die!

I don't know how long it took, all the waves dissipated and the sea returned to calm, but there were still many boats drifting along with the waves.

Accompanied by the corpses of countless intent players.

The corpse of the Chinese player!

"Damn it, is the foreigner so perverted?"

"It's just a shot, I can't even stop the magic shield, I just died?"

"Is this the power of artillery?"

"Damn, this game is so boring?"

"Damn white pig, you are so shameless!"

...

A series of verbal abuse sounded, after the game's automatic translation, the information was accurately captured by Warwick and others on board.

"Hahaha! A bunch of reptile-like Chinese ants can't beat us. What good is it for spraying manure?"

A US server named "One-eyed Chuck" laughed.

Just like his name, he was a one-eyed orc with a big knife on his shoulder, standing on the edge of the battleship, condescendingly looking at the dead Chinese players.

"People from the Warcraft Club?"

"You attacked us?"

"Bottles of Club of Warcraft, you are so brave!"

It is not unreasonable that Huaxia Fanzi is famous all over the world.

Even in such a disadvantage, the dead players continue to insult.

One-eyed Chuck was quite disdainful. If they had a disadvantage at this time and were so abused, they would definitely blow up their mentality.

but……

Now they have the upper hand... No, it should be a completely crushed situation.

Therefore, the insults of the Huaxia players did no harm to him.

"A bunch of rubbish, just know that they are forced to talk, there is a kind of come to **** me!"

One-eyed Chuck's curse drew a fierce response from the players.

But Leonard, Warwick and other real principals have grim faces.

"Chuck, stop talking nonsense, let me give a speech."

Warwick took a step forward, and Chuck nodded respectfully and backed away.

Warwick felt that standing on the edge of the battleship was not stalwart enough, so his strong legs kicked hard.

With a "swish" sound, between the deck shaking, Warwick flew high like a cannonball from a bore, and landed on the battle flag of the battleship.

If Chu was shocked, he would see that Warwick's legs are very strong and he also has a "super bounce" skill similar to his.

Standing on the battle flag, Warwick held his head high at this time, just as the last rays of the setting sun fell on him, setting him off like a god.

"Dear Huaxia players, our World of Warcraft Club is here to recruit, and there is no malice. Our purpose is very simple... We want to occupy Pearl Harbor!"

Feeling that it was almost pretended, Warwick suddenly spoke. This speech was spread through the microphone, and the decibels were so large that players on the remote dock could clearly hear it.

After everyone heard this sentence, they all exploded!

"Occupy Pearl Harbor? Why don't you die, Warwick of Dog Day!"

"The information on the Internet shows that you are the boss of the Warcraft Club? Your Warcraft Club is so crazy, don't you want to mix it up!"

"Don't know that China has the largest number of players in the world? Do you really want to die?"

Countless players on the dock, on the sea, and on the surrounding ships are fighting back.

Warwick just sneered: "A group of superficial people, obviously weak, but with such an arrogant tone, are you all **** in your mind?"

Some sane players have closed their mouths and can't say anything.

Warwick was right. At this time, Huaxia had the disadvantage, and they had no reason to scream at Warwick.

Taking advantage of this gap, Warwick continued to speak: "Now, I announce that Pearl Harbor already belongs to the World of Warcraft Club. Any Chinese ship who wants to leave must pay us a toll of 10 million game gold coins! If a single player wants to leave, one person must pay A toll of one hundred thousand gold coins!"

"If there is anyone who violates the rules, don't blame my Warcraft Club guns for not having eyes!"

When Warwick's words came out, the audience was shocked.

So, this is the real purpose of the Warcraft Club?

Blocking the most important port of China Service?

The players who suppressed all of China did not say.

Still forcing tolls?

How is this different from robbers?

In an instant, every Huaxia player was furious.

Yang Yang Huaxia, with so many master players, the Warcraft Club dare to be so rampant?

"Kill them!"

"Destroy their battleship!"

"Kill all the white skins!"

Under the anger of the crowd, countless players scrambled to go to sea.

"My boat can still sit on people! Who will come!"

"Brothers hurry up and get on the boat, we are foreigners!"

"Crush!"

Boats left Pearl Harbor again and came towards the Werewolf guarding the exit of the bay.

Many Chinese players on the ship don't know each other, but it doesn't matter.

Everyone left with the purpose of revenge.

Some of the enemies who had been fighting and killing were even more united because of this, regardless of previous suspicions.

It can be said that the humiliation of the World of Warcraft Club has brought unprecedented unity to all Chinese players!

"Haha! A bunch of ants, President Warwick, when shall we fire?"

One-eyed Charlie laughed wildly when he saw this.

Warwick on the banner looked cold.

"Not enough, not enough boats, but they will talk more!"

While talking, some small boats approached.

The Werewolf is only a few hundred meters away.

It stands to reason that as long as the Werewolf opens fire, these ships are not immune.

But Warwick did not do this.

He was fishing, waiting for more ships to arrive.

"Get on the ship and kill all the white skins! Seize their warship!"

I don't know who yelled, some Huaxia players threw the rope on the Werewolf from a distance in an attempt to board the ship.

"Cut it!"

Leonard yelled, and the members of the Warcraft Club cut all the ropes thrown onto the ship.

"President Warwick, if you don't fire any more, this group of ants will really get on the boat. By that time, we may not be able to stand it!"

A sailor yelled anxiously.

At this moment, there are probably hundreds of ships surrounding the Werewolf!

There are not only ships, but also densely packed players in the entire sea.

Some people couldn't take the boat, they just swam over!

Kill arrogant enemies just to board the ship!

In this scene, even one-eyed Chuck couldn't laugh.

He swallowed his Adam's apple: "President Warwick, if you don't fire, we're going to be over!"

Warwick still shook his head: "Not enough, not enough, wait, wait..."

While talking, Pearl Harbor was still sending ships approaching.

I don't know how long it has been. Some of the nearest Chinese ships are no more than 100 meters away from the Werewolf.

At this time, Warwick made a rough calculation. The number of ships within the attack range was about 3,000...

almost……

Warwick's gaze narrowed and he smiled cruelly: "Fire!"