lead soil control trumpeter

"Bank Alliance Core Command Channel"

Ye Di directly entered the private voice room of Silver Wing Studio. The noisy discussion in the channel suddenly stopped, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Brother Ding." Ye Di's voice was low, like the calm before the storm.

After a brief silence, Ding Shen's voice sounded, his tone was relaxed, and even with a hint of smile: "Hey, Ye Di, why are you visiting us?"

"Are you fucking laughing?" Ye Di's voice suddenly rose, like a suppressed volcano finally erupting.

The channel suddenly became quiet.

"Did you know that Jian Wei just fainted?" Ye Di spoke each word clearly, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Ding Shen paused, his tone still calm: "I heard that high-intensity operations can easily lead to overdrawn energy. You Silver Dragons have worked hard this time."

"You've worked hard?" Ye Di sneered. "You call this 'hard work'? We, the Silver Dragons, fought to the last man. Jian Wei's hand speed soared to 20 commands per second, and the keyboard was smoking! And what about you, the Silver Wings? 7.2% contribution rate? Are you fucking sleepwalking on the battlefield?!"

The channel remained silent.

"Brother Ding." Ye Di's voice suddenly became extremely cold, "I need an explanation."

Ding Shen was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled, his tone still relaxed: "What is there to explain? The battlefield changes rapidly, and we Silver Wing also have our own tactical considerations."

"Tactical considerations?" Ye Di's voice suddenly rose. "The Maple Regiment of the Holy Alliance broke through three lines of defense in a row in the last thirty minutes. Where were your Silver Wing's Jiuyi Regiment and Fanxing Regiment? They should have been on the flank to contain the Azure Dragon Regiment! What happened? The Azure Dragon Regiment went straight behind and ate up all the main forces of our Jiangdu Regiment!"

"Oh?" God Ding said calmly, "That might be a misjudgment on our part. After all, the Saint Alliance's tactics are indeed strange."

"Misjudgment?" Ye Di slammed the table, "God Ding, do you think I'm a fool?!"

The channel fell into silence again.

Ye Di took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still filled with suppressed anger: "I checked the battlefield data. In the last two hours, more than 70% of your Silver Wing's st Regiment's troops were on standby! The Fanxing Regiment didn't even participate in any concentrated fire! This is not a mistake, this is deliberate inaction!"

Ding Shen was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled, and his tone suddenly became playful: "Ye Di, are you questioning my command?"

"I'm not questioning your command." Ye Di's voice was cold. "I'm asking you - are you letting it go on purpose?"

The atmosphere in the channel instantly dropped to freezing point.

Ding Shen finally stopped pretending, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Ye Di, you are too serious."

"Serious?" Ye Di's voice trembled slightly. "You call this 'serious'? We, the Silver Dragons, tried our best to defend, but you, the Silver Wings, just watched the show from behind?!"

Ding Shen sighed, and his tone suddenly became casual, even with a hint of contempt: "Okay, since you insist on asking clearly... then I tell you, there is no need to fight this battle so fiercely."

Ye Di's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What do you mean?"

Ding Shen chuckled: "Ye Di, how long have you been playing Rate of Earth?"

"10."

"10 years, then you should know that this game is never as simple as 'who wins and who loses'." Ding Shen's tone suddenly became meaningful, "Some things are more important than winning or losing."

Ye Di's breathing stagnated, and a terrible thought emerged in his mind.

"You...thrown an out-of-field shot?"

Ding Shen didn't answer directly, but his laughter said it all.

"Ye Di, you are a smart man." His voice was full of joking, "But sometimes, being too smart is not a good thing."

Ye Di slammed his fist on the table and roared, "You sold us out for money?!"

Ding Shen's voice suddenly turned cold: "Don't say it so harshly, I just made a more cost-effective choice." "More cost-effective?" Ye Di's voice trembled with anger, "Jian Wei is lying in the hospital now! Half of the Jiangdu Group's accounts have been destroyed! You call this a 'cost-effective'?!"

Ding Shen was silent for a few seconds, then said calmly: "This is how war is, there will always be sacrifices."

Ye Di's breathing almost stopped.

"God Ding." His voice was terribly low. "From today on, Silver Dragon and Silver Wing will fight to the death."

Ding Shen chuckled and said in a relaxed tone: "It's up to you."

Then he directly exited the voice channel.

Ye Di slowly took off his headphones, and the only sound in the operations room was the hum of the computer fans.

He looked at the final data on the tactical screen—[Chen Buchen] was defeated.

And below this line of cold system prompts is Silver Wing Studio’s battlefield contribution rate: 7.2%.

He slowly closed his eyes, and Ding Shen's last words echoed in his mind:

"That's what war is like. Someone has to sacrifice."

Ye Di clenched his fists again, his nails digging deep into his palms.

……

At 5:03 in the morning, the screens of all players on the server were simultaneously covered with golden pop-up windows.

"System Announcement: The Holy Alliance has captured the main city of [Chen Buchen] (XXX.XXX), and the entire Bank Alliance has fallen!"

Chen Buchen's computer screen was frozen on the ruins of the main city - 220 teams of the Holy Alliance were gnawing at the broken city walls like locusts, and his main city flag was peeling off in the data storm. This legendary leader who had ruled the world of Rate Earth for five or six years didn't even have the strength to press "Exit Game" at this moment.

【World Channel】

[Southern Army][Fushui]: Holy shit! The bank collapsed?! I must be dreaming!
[Southern Army][Grassland·Fighting Ninja]: @Chen Buchen, the flag on your city gate is mine! Come out and call me daddy!
[Northern Army][Jiangdu·Honglian]: The Holy Alliance bastards are cheating! The reporting channel is flooded with messages!
[Northern Army][Yuanyuan]: Huh? The entire alliance fell, how did they do that? I just didn't log in for a few days, and the game is over!

[Northern Army][Flying Ultraman]: So boring, so boring, I thought we were sure to win this season! The bank is such a loser!

……

The Ratetu forum is full of hot posts!

Live: The Complete Record of the Collapse of a Banking Dynasty

The host [Battlefield Reporter] continued to update the screenshots of the fall, and the main post played a GIF of the collapse of Chen Buchen's main city. The caption read: "Never fall [Chen Buchen]!"

Technical Analysis: How the Holy Alliance broke through nine lines of defense in 48 hours

The master [Data Maniac] used heat maps to restore the entire process of the battle attack route.

Most popular comment: "What kind of execution is this!"

"Has Chen Buchen uninstalled Rate of the Land?"

At 5:17 am, some players discovered through tracking that Chen Buchen had deleted the relevant updates on the Tieba Ratetu.

The comments quickly split into two camps: "Victory and defeat are common in the military" vs. "Cowards who can't afford to lose."

[Hot] "The Bank Lost, But Ye Di Didn't Lose"

Analysis of the incredible operation of Silver Dragon Studio in the last three hours. The screenshot of Jian Wei's hand speed of 23 hits per second was dubbed the "Bible of the account controller"

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