Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

The fourth game.

The battle situation changed again.

As a counterpoint, Lin Qiuran obviously felt that Mars' sniper player was shaking his head in this round.

Although it was a bit exaggerated, but compared to the docile style of play in the first three rounds, this round, he played extremely fiercely.

And under the ferocity, there are still some tricks.

When Zhao Qichen saw the situation, he was worried that Lin Qiuran would mess up his rhythm.

"Don't worry about others, we fight our own things."

He originally thought that Lin Qiuran couldn't adapt for a while because the style of the opposite party had changed.

Unexpectedly, after the baptism of three rounds, Lin Qiuran is now completely resilient as he fights more and more.

She has now fully entered the glamor of the professional game——

In addition to honor, there is also enjoyment of the game.

Lin Qiuran had her signature confident smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed on the screen.

The first firefight in the fourth game ended with the SOD retreating, and waited until the second time.

It was SOD who took the initiative to find it.

"Is this a chance on the other side?"

Looking at the opponent who was slowly failing, Ma Hou's tone was light.

If the opponent of the first wave of offense can hold on tightly, they may be defeated directly.

There are not many medicines and bullets left in my bag, and the opposite side looks like fat running water.

Who knew that by retreating, I bought a little time for development.

Although he took a lot of poison outside the poison, but with the remaining medicine, SOD got more equipment and supplies.

What SOD didn't know was that the opportunity they said they were given was actually a problem with Mars' own team's decision-making.

Mao Yu was on full fire from the very beginning, and his teammates only saw the reckless energy on his body, and didn't know how to appreciate the tricks behind the reckless energy.

Especially for the substitute Maoyu.

How can he be allowed to command and control the field, and the three starting veterans are willing to listen to his command?
"Mao Yu, what the hell are you doing??!"

Seeing that Mao Yu put away his gun and was about to run towards the SOD camp, Xiao Yu couldn't help shouting angrily.

Usually the sniper position is the position that needs the most concealment in the team, and he completely messed up like this.

In fact, Maoyu just wanted to surprise him.

Although in the professional arena, each player has a clear division of labor, but just like Zhao Qichen can play both sniper and assault positions before, it doesn't mean that in one position, other positions cannot be played.

On the contrary, players who can basically embark on the professional path are basically all-rounders. It just means that they can choose a position that is more suitable for them according to their personal game style and personality.

In other words, although Mao Yu was in the sniper position, his assault strength was not far behind.

His teammates have absolutely no reason not to choose to adopt his opinion because of the position issue.

Purely a matter of trust.

Without trust, a four-person combo game looks like it's just playing by yourself.

SOD had realized this truth before the game, but Mars hadn't.

Because of Lin Qiuran's substitute, the overall strength of Mars may be a little higher than that of SOD, but SOD's victory lies in their cooperation.

Then there is unconditional trust.

It is the kind of trust that everyone can cooperate well no matter who is carrying the game.

"Whether the opponent gives a chance or not, will we give the opponent a chance?"

The corner of Zhao Qichen's mouth curled up in a hunting arc.

of course not.

Lin Qiuran suddenly had a little playfulness in his heart.

It's a lie that you don't care about winning or losing when playing games. It's interesting to win, okay?
After a short adjustment, the morale of SOD increased greatly, and the second wave took the initiative to find opportunities to win the game directly.

Now wait for the points settlement statistics.

If this handful of points is enough, there may not be a fifth game, and the game will be declared over.

The championship belongs to SOD.

But if the points are not enough, SOD will have to fight Mars again.

But it is the final battle with a large point advantage.

Lin Qiuran waited patiently, feeling a little entangled in her heart.

As the manager of the SOD team, she hoped that this round would end directly so that the night would not be full of dreams.

But as a professional player, she hopes to fight again.

This kind of opportunity is not available every time.

……

the other side.

Mao Yu leaned on his seat, looked at the shadow in front of the screen, and didn't say a word.

Not long ago, when he bombarded himself with all voices in the team, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to struggle.

Such teammates, even if they win the game, there is nothing to be happy about.

But when he thought of the phrase "Come on" on the phone, he couldn't help feeling suffocated for a while.

In the end, I still can't do it.

-

I remember the longing in my heart when I first walked into the training room of the starting team.

He has always imagined that such a day will come, and he will struggle day and night in the small dark room of the youth training camp.

It was Zang Yue who made him see this light of hope.

So regardless of Cang Yue's indifferent attitude towards others, or his reticent character, Mao Yu is silently grateful in his heart.

And he never felt that Cang Yue was as cold as others said.

When I stepped into the training room for the first time, there was only Zang Yue in the huge room.

It seems to be because of the group holiday, but I don't know why only Zang Yue stayed.

He is sitting in his seat and concentrating on training.

Hearing his movements, Zang Yue turned his head, stared at him twice, and then slowly got up.

"Your room is at the far end of the corridor—"

Zang Yue walked towards him, and added at the end:
"Next to my room."

As he spoke, he took the suitcase in his hand.

Boys, basically a backpack and a suitcase are enough luggage, and the weight of the suitcase is not too heavy, so you can handle it yourself.

Now it is being taken over by Zang Yue from his own hands.He always had the illusion that he was being treated as a child.

But knowing Zang Yue's character, Mao Yu felt at a loss but did not dare to resist at the time.

Obediently followed him into the room, and followed him to identify the general direction of the base under his introduction.

Although the introduction process is very concise, it is enough to identify all the situations.

Only then did Mao Yu relax from being cautious all the time.

This senior's temper is not as bad as the rumors say...

Even the one with the worst temper is easy to get along with, so there shouldn't be any obstacles in getting along with the others...

He thought so at the time.

After a long time, he unexpectedly discovered that the "cold-faced big devil" who was rumored to be difficult to get along with was the only senior in the starting team who didn't have too much estrangement from him.

The others, either basically have no time to meet each other, or they just ignore themselves, as if they treat themselves like air.