I have a mind

Chapter 201 Fate, the most important thing
In Hami's view, men's three shameless deceptive behaviors, asking for WeChat, commenting on their figure, and now Shanbei, make excuses for being too close!

And these three things, up to now, Shanbei has taken them all!

Hami's heartbeat was extremely fast, and his face was red.

She moved an inch to the corner of the sofa, and Shan Bei was an inch closer, and she moved again, and Shan Bei was closer again, maintaining the original unbearable distance.

"Why don't you punctuate? Look at the map! You female war gods don't even look at maps?"

Hearing Shan Bei's words, Hami almost went crazy.

She jumped up from the sofa, but she couldn't stand still, and was pulled back by Shan Beila.

"You! You are too close to me!"

Hami collapsed and yelled on the arm of the sofa next to him.

Shan Bei rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Sister, you can't cast the screen, how can I see you playing games? I'm still a little short-sighted, I can't see clearly if I don't get close!"

"Can't you use your mobile phone to watch me?! Besides, I use a full gyroscope, dangling around, what can you see?!"

"That's right! Ahem... Makes sense."

Shanbei took out his mobile phone and put on his earphones, but Hami was still sitting in the corner of the sofa.

"When you play, it's a live broadcast. Tell the thoughts in your mind, how to do it, how to attack, how to defend, etc. The key is how you communicate and cooperate with your teammates."

"teammate?"

Hami pouted noncommittally.Obviously, she never expected anything from her teammates.

Soon, everyone in Hami's round boarded the plane.

Hami didn't turn on the mic, and neither did his teammates.

Shan Bei glanced at Hami.

"Why don't you turn on the mic to communicate?"

"Because I have a high KD, they automatically followed me, and they didn't leave."

Hami replied lightly without taking his eyes off the phone screen.

Dan Bei saw that Hami had marked the container at G port.

"Hehe, the first sister of Hong Kong, Hami melon."

The very early mention of this name was also a round in which the two met and became enemies for the first time, but somehow they didn't fight each other.

Hami hooked the corner of his mouth, as if recalling some interesting memory, and smiled silently.

Soon, after the parachute landed, Hami's expression immediately turned serious, and he focused on his phone.

"It's over, no guns!"

"Grandma's, the gun was taken away by No. [-], so fast!"

"Damn it! He has a gun and was punched to death? Poisonous?!"

"What the hell is my match?"

Hami was very angry and dealt with the enemy under the container in port G.

Not long after, Hami entered the sentry box with a trace of blood. Fortunately, there was a UZI inside.

Tululu...

Before the chasing enemy could react, he had already been knocked down by Hami.And Hami saved his only box of spare bullets, and used his fists to mend the fallen enemies.

"Uh...don't you pull your teammates?"

Shan Bei asked weakly.

Because Dan Bei saw that No. 1, who was knocked down before, was kneeling in the container next to Hami.As long as Hami jumps up, flips down, or walks around from the side, he can help his teammates.

But Hami didn't do that, instead he ran to the container on the other side.

"I'm going to pull him with this amount of blood? Then I won't die easily? Jumping boxes and going around are easy to be hit. One shot is down, why should I take risks?"

Shan Bei didn't have any doubts about what Hami said, but he always felt that it didn't look very good.

"What if it was me who fell to the ground?"

Shan Bei's question seems to be a resentful woman, but in fact, he wants to know whether to save or not depends on whether the two know each other.

Hami found a first-aid kit at this moment, and while opening it, glanced at Shan Bei.

"No matter who it is, we can't save him. If we save him, we may all die. If we don't save him, at least I can live. When it's safe, the enemy is dead, and if he hasn't been repaired, I will go back and save him."

Hami said, after finishing the first aid kit, he continued to listen to the sound in one direction to identify the position, looking for the enemy's position, and added another sentence in passing.

"If you're number one. You have a gun in your hand, there's no way you're going to be punched to death."

Shan Bei smiled and glanced at Hami with admiration.

It wasn't that Hami believed in his strength, but that he was impressed by Hami's calm and rational judgment.

Reason is so important in games, especially in high-end rounds or competitions!
Ask yourself, how many people were wiped out because of irrational efforts to save their teammates?
Not long after, Hami had used the fastest speed to clear out the enemies in this container, and got four heads.And she also ran back to No. 4 as fast as she could with her gun away.When No. 1 had the last moment of saving time, he was pulled up.

When Hami was licking the bag of medicine here, he glanced at Dan Bei thoughtfully.

"I know what you want to ask."

"Whether teammates save or not should not be the focus of your consideration at all. What you want to play is a random four-row individual match, and the individual is the most important."

"So, if you want to get kills, eat chicken and get points, you can't fall. Even if your teammates are knocked down in front of you, you don't have a gun, you don't have a chance, so don't show your head."

"It doesn't matter who he is, or whether he begs you or scolds you, it doesn't matter! You have to know that when you stand up, you just hope, and if you fall down, people may not care about you!"

Shan Bei smiled and nodded.

It is undeniable that every sentence of Hami's words is truth, every sentence is rational, and very realistic.

While speaking, Hami's other two teammates were beaten to one in another container diagonally opposite, in exchange for the death of the two opposite.

In general, this level of landing has passed.

During the whole process, there was no one to command, no one to report points, because there was no communication in the team.

During Dan Bei's live broadcast, he matched with passers-by, and there were times when the three of them did not turn on the microphone, but most of the time, Dan Bei would quit directly.Even if people don't take him to play in the third row, he still uses the mic and babbles alone.

Shanbei has never tried a silent four-row like Hami.

Without him, without directing, without speaking, he panicked.

But in individual competitions, this is too critical.It's really possible that everyone turns on the microphone but doesn't speak.You command, but people don't listen.Is there any difference between the whole process and no communication?Is there any difference with Hami?How to fight this?
"You... the teammates you matched with, although they don't speak, they have a tacit understanding, don't they?"

Hami glanced at Dan Bei, and shook his head noncommittally.

"This...how should I say it?"

Hami thought for a while, and answered while searching for supplies.

"In high-end games, everyone has a psychological burden of wanting to win and being afraid of losing. Regardless of whether you have teammates or not, if you land in a box, it is your personal ranking, and you will deduct a lot of points. Even if your teammates eat chicken, it has nothing to do with you."

"So, the role of the fourth row in qualifying is to give you a chance to save a few more lives!"

"You fell, and your teammates are very strong. They wiped out the enemy and saved you. You are reborn, with one more life and one more chance."

"You're down, your teammates haven't fought, your team is wiped out, and the opportunity is gone."

"Teammates don't exist to save you, but to kill the enemy, save his life, and give him the chance to kill you."

"Standing people, life is the most important!"

"So...if you want to call this silent cooperation a tacit understanding, you can only say that everyone's goal is the same. Everyone is focused on fighting the enemy in order to save their own lives. Win the fight. , you will survive and get a higher score. If you can’t win, no one can help you!”

Shan Bei pondered over Hami's words over and over again, savoring them carefully over and over again.

Finally, Shan Bei took a deep breath, looked at Hami with a smile, and gave a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)