You Boys Play Games Very Well

The finals started as scheduled, Ling Meng was drawn to the Empire side, and the opponent was obviously a new trumpet, and the only records of the few games were PK matches.

[Empire] Lemon: What's your tuba name?

[Federation] Apple: Guess ^_^

This answer was so familiar that Ling Meng shivered.

[Empire] Lemon: Let me know if you lose.

[Federal Federation] Apple: No problem, leave me a friend seat when the time comes ^_^

At the beginning of the battle, Ling Meng closely monitored the opponent's every move, and within 10 minutes of the start, Ling Meng became excited.

so similar!This routine is too similar to Mangshen, it is exactly the same as his inherent habits!

Thinking that this might be the key to catching Mangshen's real body, Ling Meng was prepared to fight hard, for fear of making the slightest mistake.

In the middle of the road, they tried to attack around the back, and took turns to seize the asteroid ore belt. The two fought back and forth for seven or eight rounds, dragging a one-on-one battle into a protracted battle.

Ling Meng was already quite sure that this Shan Zhu was the one he was looking for, and that obscene and hideous appearance was exactly the same as the Mangshen in his impression.

He just shook his head, and was cut off by the opponent. In return, he bombarded Shan Zhu's arsenal.

[Federal Federation] Apple: It’s a tough move ^_^

[Empire] Lemon: each other each other.

[Federal] Apple: It's almost lights out, don't you think we need a quick fix?

[Empire] Lemon: Exactly.

Ling Meng led the Imperial Eagle to the final duel with Shan Zhu's Alpha mothership. Various laser beams flashed on the screen, and the numbers representing the damage kept jumping.

"ALERT! AIR RAID ALERT!"

The system alarm sounded, and Ling Meng discovered that an enemy assassination ship had bypassed the line of fire at some point and made a surprise attack on the back wall, and the high-destructive missiles carried on it could leave him with only one shot. The base was completely scrapped.

"Not good!" Ling Meng assigned the mobile fleet to return to defense urgently, but it was too late, the assassination ship aimed at the target and launched a death blow.

As expected of someone who made it all the way to the finals, Ling Meng was ready for the black-and-white scene, but saw the missile brushing against the edge of the base, passing narrowly, and hitting the barracks behind.Such a crucial shot, enough to determine the outcome, was missed due to a wrong firing angle.

Ling Meng made a decision with his hands before his brain, and before the other party could react, he carried out a fatal blow to the enemy base with little blood left. Shan Zhu was now hopeless to return to defense, and watched helplessly as the space station was under Ling Meng's fierce artillery fire Was blasted to pieces.

[System] After a fierce battle, the empire has won the final victory!

[Federation] Apple: Uh, congratulations ^_^

[Empire] Lemon: What are you doing?On purpose?

[Federal Federation] Apple: It's a pity that the angle was not calculated.

After the timer expired, the game exited from the battle interface and returned to the main menu. Ling Meng, who had fought for nearly an hour, collapsed on the keyboard wearily.

He won the championship, but he was not happy at all.

It turned out that the speculation about Shan Zhu being Mangshen was all an illusion. Mangshen never miscalculated the force and angle of firing. His precise calculation ability was even praised by some people as a walking calculator.