Chapter 1052
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Ravel had not figured out how the Gatling Gun in the game appeared in reality.
By the time he came to his senses, the city wall had been occupied by a large number of strangely dressed people.
The key was that Ravel knew all of them. The Ghost Squad, the Holy Song Thugs, the Srolin Gang, the Deadeye Execution Team … They were all characters in the dispute.
In the blink of an eye, Ravel had appeared on the city wall, which gave him the illusion that he was in the world of dispute.
"General Ravel! Is General Ravel here? "
The shout behind Ravel brought him back to his senses. A herald hurried up the city wall and handed an order to Ravel.
"Evacuate?"
Ravel read the contents of the document. It was personally issued by the King of the Land of Frost.
He immediately led his soldiers back to the logistics station in Black Shell City.
"My army has left the city wall. Are there enough people to defend?" Ravel closed the document in his hand and asked the herald.
"Enough. His Majesty said to leave it to these special soldiers."
The herald pointed at the strangely dressed soldiers on the city wall. The herald did not seem to have played the game of dispute.
"Leave it to them? When did it become so many? "
When Ravel turned his head to look at the edge of the city wall again, the city wall had been occupied by a series of characters, such as terrorists, mercenaries, special forces, and so on.
The soldiers of the Land of Frost who were originally on the city wall were at a loss because of the sudden appearance of these soldiers.
"Following His Majesty's order, I will return to the center of Black Shell City immediately."
Ravel did not ask any more questions. He took the order from the herald and left the city wall with his soldiers, rushing to the logistics station in Black Shell City.
The logistics station was not far from the city wall they were guarding. The vicinity of the city wall was originally the territory of the Mud Crocodile.
After the Mud Crocodile was destroyed by the patrollers, the surrounding buildings gradually became ruins. The soldiers of the Land of Frost spent three days transforming it into a temporary logistics station.
When Ravel returned, the place had changed from a place that provided equipment, food, and rest to a … Internet cafe?
That was the only way he could describe the scene. The buildings on both sides of the street looked very shabby, and there wasn't even any glass in the windows.
Through the window, Ravel could see that what should have been beds had been long tables.
The soldiers from the various armies of the Land of Frost sat facing each other at the long table. In front of them was the magic net interface.
Did these fellows want to die?
That was the first thought that came to Ravel's mind.
The Land of Frost was the most advanced country apart from Falosi and Noland, and the Land of Frost had a military law that stated that the Mana Net was not to be used carelessly on the battlefield.
This time, His Majesty the King personally allowed them to listen to music on the battlefield. These soldiers were openly playing games in the Logistics Department …
If it were Ravel's soldiers, he would have considered sending them to the gallows.
"General Ravel?"
A muscular man walked out of the logistics department.
"Yes, Marshal Amt, we've met many times before."
Ravel paid his respects to the patriarch of the Snow Bear Family.
Marshal Amt brought the young Frost Wolf Warrior into the "Internet cafe." Ravel was about to ask why a group of soldiers were playing games in a war when Marshal Amt's question interrupted his thoughts.
"General Ravel, I heard that you're good at playing games?" Marshal Amt led Ravel into the depths of the hall.
Only then did Ravel realize that the number of people playing games in a group was a little abnormal.
Currently, there were only about 1,500 soldiers stationed in the Land of Frost in Blackshell City, but almost a quarter of the soldiers were squeezed into this place.
Everything in the hall of the building was thrown onto the street, leaving only a long table that could accommodate 30 people sitting face to face.
"Before I came here, I had nearly 37 hours of fun." Ravel nodded, confirming Marshal Amt's question.
"Very good! You will continue to be the commander of the third team! Get your soldiers to find a place to sit! Quick, quick, quick! "
Marshal Amt's shout was not only directed at Ravel, but also at the group of confused soldiers who had just returned from the frontline.
However, the voices of these bear-like men were full of oppression. Ravel's soldiers quickly found their seats at the empty long table.
Ravel also sat down at the long table near the aisle.
"Marshal Amt, what are we going to do next?"
Ravel was also a little confused. Under normal circumstances, he could not open the magic net in front of a marshal.
"Open your magic net! Log into the magic net and download the game 'Dispute' as soon as possible! "
Marshal Amt's next order was even more unexpected, but the soldiers of the Land of Frost obeyed it obediently.
Dispute was still in the testing stage, but players still needed to buy the game to be eligible to play.
However, today, 'Dispute' launched a brand new activity, which was a free seven days of fun.
The soldiers who participated in the defense battle had basically learned how to use the magic net. It had almost become the standard equipment for the soldiers of the Land of Frost.
However, many of the soldiers had just come into contact with the magic net. They had not even mastered typing … They seemed to have not mastered the operation of downloading the game on the magic net.
Marshal Amt had even sent a specialist to guide them.
Ravel had already downloaded the client of 'Dispute' on the magic net. He directly logged into the game.
The moment he logged into the game interface, he found that he did not enter the game selection interface at all. Instead, he directly started a battle.
The map of the battlefield instantly unfolded in front of him … If Ravel remembered correctly, this map was the battlefield near the city wall of Blackshell City, where the Grey Fog attacked in the distance.
It can't be?
Ravel now had a very unrealistic feeling. It was like the game character he controlled had appeared in the real world or something.
There was a respawn point at the back of the city wall and at the bottom of the city wall.
Ravel's hand holding the mouse … trembled. To be conservative, he clicked the respawn point at the back of the city wall.
The screen zoomed in quickly, and the next moment, it switched to the first-person perspective of his character in the battle.
The character in the game neatly loaded the gun in his hand and quietly waited for Ravel's next move.
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