Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

"Jacob, retreat, start moving..."

Without any hesitation, the moment he discovered that the other party had rotated out Su Mucheng's Mu Yu Cheng Feng, Fritz gave the order.

"Hey, wait, I think I can still..." Leo was stunned.

Fritz's voice became a little serious, but he turned around and evacuated quickly: "It's too late to save him. With Mu Yu Cheng Feng's interference, I can't quickly meet the rescue conditions. After Yi Qian Chuan Yun gets rid of you, the next target will be me, and the same goes for Jacob. Moreover, the opponent's lurking personnel should have arrived. If I stay any longer, Jacob's situation will become very dangerous. You should still be able to calculate the difference between being robbed of one and being captured by three..."

Leo's expression turned pale, and the excitement he had just felt when he learned that he could be the first to chase the opponent was no longer on his face.

That’s right, according to the situation on the field, there was absolutely no problem with Fritz’s order. It was just a pity that the level and action ability of the Chinese team members were far faster than theirs.

If this continues, it is very likely that the other party will snatch away three people...

But... being crushed to death by a sharpshooter...

"The guy on the other side runs really fast. Is this the advantage of being young? Right? Right? Right? It must be like this, right?" Although he was off the stage, Huang Shaotian still started to mock without mercy.

Yu Wenzhou sighed helplessly: "Shaotian... this doesn't seem to be a good thing for us, right?"

"Uh... sorry, sorry, I'm used to it." Huang Shaotian scratched his head.

"The opponent is very decisive, and Fang Rui's position is still a bit far away. Although he should still be able to scan the opponent's position, he may not be able to stay." Xiao Shiqin shook his head.

In order to win, there is no such thing as selling out teammates during the game. All strength must be preserved at the first moment. When you find that what you pay may be more than what you gain, you must stop the loss in time.

This is a very normal thing in the professional arena.

For example, Team Ember. No matter how good the private relationship between Fang Rui and Lin Jingyan, or Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale was, they still rushed forward to save people when they found that things were hopeless... well, they were killed. Even if Li Wen didn't say anything, Old Wei would grab them and scold them severely and mock them, and by the way, he would submit a self-criticism and read it out loud during the meeting.

This is normal.

"The captain finally got to show off this time!" Sun Xiang's eyes were a little envious. Zhou Zekai's current situation was indeed very glorious and cool. He had his opponent pinned down under the muzzle of his gun, constantly moving around. It seemed that he was about to repeat the famous scene of that year's exhibition match where he shot his opponent to death without dropping his gun.

How could Sun Xiang not be envious of this?

Now in the live broadcast barrage, I saw Zhou Zekai activated the Barrett sniper again. When he fired the fatal bullet, the situation of "Captain Zhou fifty" and "let me fire this shot" was already floating in the air.

【Leo is out! 】

"Retreat quickly. The opponent's sixth player is unknown and is a night-time ninja. Be careful." After seeing the GM's notice, Zhang Xinjie, who was hiding, immediately gave the order: "Fang Rui, can you still hide there?"

"No problem. There's more space here and the opponents' positions are quite loose. I can still scan two people at the moment, so the pressure is not too great." Fang Rui replied.

“Be the first to catch the opponent’s ninja’s position. His hand speed should still be unbalanced, which is a good scoring point.

Su Mucheng replaced Tang Hao, and Team Tang also began to press towards the opponent's half. "Team Zhou, recover for the time being and don't rush. Zhang Jiale, adjust your position and ensure that you can provide support at any time." Zhang Xinjie looked at the support positions of his teammates and issued every instruction calmly and accurately.

"Roger that!"

……

"Great! We've taken the first battle!" Pan Lin shouted excitedly, "After losing the magic scholar, the opponent's large-scale air defense should be much worse, right?"

"That's right. Right now, the German team only has one captain, Fritz, who can achieve aerial suppression, and we have two more besides Mu Yuchengfeng who replaced Tang San." Li Yibo nodded: "Although most of Captain Zhou's skills are on cooldown, his health and mana are still sufficient, and he can provide the next wave of rapid support at any time.

And judging from the other ninja's expression, the state consumed by Sun Xiang in the ring match has not yet fully recovered. Next, Deputy Captain Zhang should use him as a breakthrough point to make tactical arrangements. "

"We can see that Captain Tang and Fang Rui have already penetrated into the left half of the opponent's area. This should be for the purpose of carrying out the subsequent harassment and assault, right?" Pan Lin asked.

"That's probably the case at the moment, but it's a little hard to do..." Li Yibo said rationally, "The enemy's position is now moving closer to the ninja that just rotated out. After we got rid of the magic scholar, the enemy's actions should be more cautious..."

"Senior Li has completely transformed himself now." Bai Yanfei whispered in the Tyranny meeting room.

In the past, they watched the pure enjoyment version of the game, which meant completely turning off the commentary and guests' voices and just watching the game.

And now... the sound has been turned on, and Li Yibo's progress can be clearly seen from it.

Moreover, because of the multiple camera positions in the live broadcast room, Li Yibo can often find some positions that the live broadcast audience cannot see, and even professional players can find some surprises from them.

"After all, I've been trained by the captain for such a long time..." Qin Muyun nodded and poked Song Qiying beside him: "Xiao Song, I remember you were there when Senior Li was teaching, right? What was the situation inside?"

Bai Yanfei also looked at Song Qiying curiously.

Although Han Wenqing did not forbid others from sitting in on Li Yibo's extra training, in reality, only Song Qiying actually went in to listen.

Others…are less inclined to seek discomfort.

"This... is just normal. We watch the game video, and then the Korean team asks questions after it's over." Song Qiying thought for a moment and answered.

"That's really scary..." Qin Muyun thought about the scene where Han Wenqing sat aside with his arms folded, Li Yibo watched the game with his eyes wide open in fear, and then after the game, Han Wenqing asked questions with an expressionless face and Li Yibo answered them cautiously.

"Don't, don't say anymore. I already have the picture in my mind." Bai Yanfei shuddered and waved his hand.

"Just be quiet and watch the game." Han Wenqing's calm voice sounded. Qin Muyun and Bai Yanfei straightened their backs instantly, staring at the projection screen like elementary school students, not daring to speak.

"Seniors, do you... need to be so afraid of the captain?" Song Qiying was a little speechless.

"We are not afraid, we respect you." Bai Yanfei emphasized without looking away.

"Yes, that's right." Qin Muyun nodded seriously: "Batu people are never afraid!"

It's just more about following your heart, right?

Song Qiying sighed helplessly.

Instead, he continued to look at the tactical planning situation, carefully studied Deputy Captain Zhang's problems in tactical planning and decision-making, and carefully thought about the behavioral logic of each step of the national team players.

This is a great opportunity for Song Qiying to improve. Just like now... How will Senior Fang Rui and Captain Tang Hao, who have penetrated deep into the enemy's formation, harass the enemy's formation?

"Hey, hey, hey, you're too close to the front! Spread out a little!" Fang Rui muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"If you move a little further out, you won't be able to see the scene where you were caught." Tang Hao sneered.

"What do you mean, you guy?" Fang Rui immediately retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"Means nothing."

"What does it mean to mean nothing?"

"If you insist that I'm interested, then just assume that I do mean that, right?"

"Isn't that what you meant? And you insisted on saying that I think you're interesting. What's the point of that?"

Tang Hao and Fang Rui started to mock each other in the team channel. This was a subconscious behavior for them and did not affect their respective competitive states at all.

"You two, are you making up the test questions for this year's Level 6 Putonghua exam?" Zhang Jiale interrupted helplessly.

"None of your business!" This time the two people's responses were somewhat consistent.

"You two really have a good understanding of each other." Zhang Jiale sighed. As for what Tang Hao said just now, it was clearly just his concern because he was worried that Fang Rui would be surrounded and would not have time to support him.

Is it really that difficult to put it bluntly... Well, it's not difficult, but it may sound a bit disgusting.

"Shut up, who has a tacit understanding with this guy!" Another unified reply.

"Hmm..." Student Zhou frowned. Mandarin, do we need to take an exam on this?

I didn’t even pass the Level 4 Mandarin exam at the time…

Su Mucheng, sitting in the sixth seat, was listening with great interest and even wanted to crack some melon seeds.

Zhang Xinjie didn't have much opinion on the quarrel between the two. After all, although they were quarreling, the two had a very precise grasp of their positions. Fang Rui also did not forget to report the overall position of the German team during the quarrel.

Manchuan Xinghe and Tang San fought one after the other, keeping a close eye on each other's positions.

"That's enough. Stop playing around and launch the first wave of harassment. Zhang Jiale, get ready to provide support. Captain Zhou, get ready and wait for orders." Shi Buzhuan moved to the vicinity of the platform and confirmed the situation of both sides again.

"Someone, please don't hold us back!" Fang Rui said.

"I hope your left hand has now been trained to the level of your right hand." Tang Hao sneered.

“Just catch it for me!” Fang Rui’s eyes lit up, and when the three members of the German team turned the corner and the last battle mage Jacob was left alone, he rolled close to them, then put one hand on the opponent’s body, and a powerful energy began to gather.

【Qigong Explosion】!
Caught off guard, the battle mage was pushed out, and the target was exactly the direction Tang San was hitting at the end of the corridor.

"Enemy attack!" Jacob shouted instantly, but his body still couldn't be controlled and flew towards Tang San who had already appeared.

How dare they rush straight up?! Should we say that the more skilled you are, the more courageous you are?! Fritz was almost so angry that he laughed. The three of them almost instantly rushed back to the back, and then they saw that there was a player from the Chinese team on both sides.

On one side, there was a gangster who hit Jacob with a brick, then punched and kicked him. On the other side, there was Manchuan Xinghe, who was a qigong master by profession, but his movement method was very similar to that of a thief, and he even looked back while running.

"Save Jacob first!" Fritz was a little helpless. He could only focus on one person. That wretched Qigong master was obviously not right. If he didn't save Jacob, he would be crippled by the opponent and there would be no hope.

What’s more important is that if the Qigong master’s skills are fully activated, it seems that no one can catch up with the current German team.

This is the most critical point.

Let’s save people first…

By the way, see if you can keep the other gangsters.

In an instant, Fritz held back, the priest was in the middle, and the Berserker rushed forward with a three-stage slash.

Ok?
The blood volume is... decreasing?
Fritz was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but take a look at his own condition. Although the amount of blood lost was not too much, it was indeed decreasing. This was... Fritz turned his head to take a look, and his mood that had just calmed down became agitated again.

That bastard Qigong master, seeing that no one was chasing him, actually sneaked back again, and stuck to his position and kept throwing Qigong blades and Qi wave bombs at himself. When he saw that he turned around, he used the thief's backward run, making provocative gestures as he retreated.

This bastard...

"Fritz, the other side kicked Jacob back." The Berserker was somewhat helpless: "Do you still want to chase him?"

Chase... chase?
Fritz saw the gangster turn around and run away. Is there an ambush behind him?

There should be, right?
So, do you want to chase after the Qigong master?
Can’t catch up?!
"Evacuate for the time being and support the ninja!" Fritz said gritting his teeth. He could already imagine that if he turned around to chase the Qigong master, he would turn his head while running and put on a wretched posture.

You Chinese professional players have no shame at all... Um, the burden of professional players? You are the strongest thirteen players in a division! The previous white-defending black-defending play is fine, but the opponent's aggressive style of creating opportunities is also a test of operation, but...

This Qigong master is just plain wretched, right?!
And that rascal! Weren't you originally going to attack with force? Weren't you going to defeat the strong with the weak? Why are you acting like this now? Fight us head-on and attack us!

Fritz took a deep breath and said, "Jacob, go ahead. The priest will restore Jacob's state. The mad sword will lead the way. I will guard the back..."

The others were also angry, but they knew that now was not the time to argue.

Let's gather together first. After everyone has gathered together, no matter who we are chasing...

Just after his teammates turned the corner, Fritz, who was thinking about what to do, found that the scenery around him suddenly began to change rapidly. He turned his head and almost died of anger.

Cloud catching hands.

Qigong master!
Again? !
(End of this chapter)