To play is to win!

In preparation for the training match, Guan Hong has been explaining theoretical knowledge.

"Run if you can't beat it."

"Go ahead with confidence."

"Be sure to calculate the energy of the opponent's big move, the error is too high and it will easily collapse."

Su Wenle understands the truth, saying it is the same as not saying it.

But he listened so carefully that he only had to take notes.

With a dedicated audience, Guan Hong worked even harder.

He just likes that no matter what he says, he will be good, right, right, and Su Wenle.

Guan Hong talked a lot, and Lin Xiaoke couldn't help but speak out.

"Captain, can you be more practical?"

It's so abstract, it's all theory, and I feel like I'm going to have to pull out the test paper to take the test in the next second.

Besides, even if it is theoretical teaching, it can be divided into empty talk and practical work!

What kind of lineup should be used to fight against, and how to judge whether to keep skills or not when encountering an endgame.

Who wants to listen to "see the situation"!

"..." Guan Hong spoke in high spirits, but was suddenly interrupted, feeling a little upset.

The patient also has a temper, he didn't want to talk to Lin Xiaoke at all.

Guan Hong asked Su Wenle gently, "Do you understand?"

"...I don't understand." Su Wenle is an honest person, shaking his head when he should.

Unscrupulous laughter rang out.

Only Gu Kuan was out of state, still in awe of Captain MS.

Guan Hong is gone.

None of his experiences can be described in a few words.

Although the previous teachings, theories and impressions are mostly, those who have really come to his stage must understand.

So, to make a long story short, if verbal teaching fails, then you can only rely on actual combat.

Guan Hong drank Wang Ba Tang in one gulp, put down the empty bowl, and was full of pride.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just believe in yourself and kill it."

Su Wenle has a deeper understanding of how to accept command in the concept of ms.

Killed.

dry over.

I hit six with one.

What Guan Hong taught him was not technique, but momentum.

Even if there is only one person left on the field, he must show the perseverance of Jing Ke to assassinate Qin Yi Shuihan.

Of course, this only applies to the c-position of Gungun headshots.

If Su Wenle can pick six, it is estimated that the deputy tank hero should get out of the tank world.

That being said, Su Wenle still nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try."

Meng Beichuan couldn't stand it anymore.

Guan Hong was making trouble, and Su Wenle was serious about it.

The contrast was stark, and his heart ached with anger.

He said: "...Su Wenle, just listen to what he says, don't take it too seriously. Commanding is very simple, what do you want to do, what do you want your teammates to do, just say it, and everyone cooperates fully and it's over."

"What you said is different from what I said?" Guan Hong asked back.

Meng Beichuan flew over with a sharp eye, wishing he could sew the patient's mouth shut.

"Of course there is a difference." He said, "At least I have the opponent's data in my hand, and you will only kill it."

The data presented by Meng Beichuan is pertinent to a certain extent.

Not for this training session, but for the preseason.

In just a few days, they got information on their preseason opponents through gossip.

The Chicago Hackers and the Vancouver Lions Gate, two North American teams, completed their recruitment a week ago and announced the identities of their players.

"Chicago's players are not well-known, but Chicago's coach Simon is very good. The team he led has won the American League Championship twice in a row."

"Vancouver introduced the support of the British World Cup team, and at the same time won all the adult players of the World Cup Canadian team...the strength should be stronger than that of Chicago. According to Ken, it is the American coach signed by Nike. According to him, Vancouver's paper The overall strength can rank first in the North American division."

In the Owl preseason, the two opponents of ms, one is a mystery, the other is extraordinary.

They can only make guesses based on previous players' combat styles and coaching experience.

The best players are scattered across teams, there is no strict nationality division, familiar faces from South Korea, the United States, and the United Kingdom appear in each seat, and there are countless unknown ids.

After the coaching staff studied day and night, they came to the conclusion that——

Practice King's Road, Hanamura, Ilios, Gibraltar Monitoring Station.

The possible advantages of Chicago and Vancouver have also been practiced.

The obvious disadvantages of ms are also practiced.

While waiting for today's training match opponents to call up the players, Meng Beichuan took a small notebook full of notes, and poured tactics into Su Wenle one by one.

More reliable than Guan Hong's stream of consciousness.

"When the two sides are hedging, we must pay attention to the snipers on the high platform. Once the treatment on the opposite side is ordered, we will directly grab the back row."

"Creating attrition is the primary purpose. Your job is to observe the fire targets and turn off residual blood. The timing of issuing orders is critical."

"There are few people on the enemy side, remind the whole team to be vigilant and go around. Pay special attention to the big blood bag at the entrance of the corner! Fast-moving heroes like Sombra and Tracer are likely to wait here."

If it wasn't for the coach's cramming teaching, Su Wenle would have no idea that he has fought hundreds of confrontations and still has so many blind spots based on Guan Hong's feeling.

Guan Hong is usually in command, if he miscalculates the energy, he will be saved.

It's different now. I feel heavy on my shoulders before taking on the commanding burden.

Su Wenle said sincerely: "Can I borrow your notes to copy, Brother Meng."

"Give me a conditioned reflex! Use your body to memorize! It's not memorizing the answers before the exam, copying what copying!"

Until the start of the war, the commander was contemplating.

Big blood bag at the corner, small blood bag on the second floor.

The three-dimensional map rotated in his mind, and the simulated battle was fought no less than ten times.

After the training was completed, Su Wenle was still in deep thought.

Lin Xiaoke reminded: "The King's Road, should we push the ground or use long and short guns?"

The questioning brings to the fore what is most critical to the command.

Su Wenle's heart trembled, and she subconsciously looked at Guan Hong.

"Don't look at me, you have to make your own decision." Guan Hong replied decisively, "This is the most basic thing."

I agreed to teach, but let go at the critical moment.

The starting lineup is less important than expected.

Even if they take out Symmetra and Torbjörn, a group of people rush out like playing games and come back dead, if they know how to play against the enemy, they still have a chance.

However, Su Wenle would hesitate.

The King's Road is jokingly called the Ground Push Avenue, and the Ground Push is prevalent.

However, ms long and short guns are a common tactic, and 80% of them will start with this tactic.

However, Long Spear is not Guan Hong now.

For a simple move, he thought about it for a long time.

Everyone is waiting for his decision.

Halfway through the countdown to choose a hero, Su Wenle has yet to say why.

"Don't be too cautious, you can choose any hero configuration at the beginning."

Guan Hong said it easily.

When he commanded himself, he knew the hero lineup of each map like the back of his hand.

He knows exactly what routines and tactics can achieve the opening of the King's Road, the team's elimination, the transition to the stage, and the end point.

Unfortunately, this is not what he wants to teach Su Wenle.

The commander's judgment on the situation is greater than the knowledge reserve, and the judgment at the critical moment is always better than the scriptures.

What's more, after playing for so long, Su Wenle has personally participated in the tactical lineup that should be there. If he can't remember it, it means that he is not suitable for commanding.

Even if Orange does well, it doesn't mean that Su Wenle can do it.

Guan Hong hopes that Su Wenle will take over the command banner, but many things cannot be forced.

If it doesn't work, then go back to the next best thing...

"Length and short guns." Su Wenle finally said, "Gu Kuan show me your Widowmaker, and test the strength first."

At the end of the sentence, the hero list switched to the corresponding lineup one after another.

Su Wenle didn't stop, and continued: "Li Qin and I will go ahead and go straight in. Zhang Silla circles around and Gu Kuan finds a good place and pays attention to concealment."

Tactics are simple and rude.

Moreover, ms has never played like this.

They usually wait until Widowmaker opens up the situation before jumping.

Su Wenle did not repeat Guan Hong's daily schedule, but had his own ideas.

Gu Kuan might not be as strong as Guan Hong.

Zhang Sirao is a skilled worker but may be caught.

Their double t belts have milk jump points, and they can survive for at least eight seconds in melee.

In eight seconds, either Gu Kuan will kill or Zhang Si will kill.

If you can't do that, then withdraw.

He does not do things that are carefully probing and waiting for an opportunity.

Su Wenle's dva has perfectly reproduced Meng Beichuan's request from the first day of the last match.

Vicious, domineering and inhumane.

To catch is to go on a rampage and kill a piece of sky.

Maybe it's out of habit.

Maybe it's just nature.

When the flames of war raged and the naked body fought, Su Wenle was not as cautious as before.

The team voice was filled with shouts from teammates, and Su Wenle's voice was exceptionally calm.

"Lin Xiaoke's meeting will be big, let's charge directly. Gu Kuan is optimistic about the enemy's sniper..."

As soon as the arrangements were made, Gu Kuan died.

The kill prompt that flashes in the upper right corner is extremely embarrassing.

A suffocating silence spreads over the audio channel.

"I'm sorry." Gu Kuan's voice was very low, and the three words were full of frustration.

Su Wenle was stunned.

He suddenly felt that Gu Kuan was very much like himself back then.

Entering the long-running team alone, some mistakes made people blush with guilt.

"It's okay, we have a great advantage. Let's fight first, and you hurry up." Su Wenle's tone was a little more high-spirited, with a deliberate emphasis on boosting morale, "Come on, Mr. Ke, give me a consecration, all rush!"

Teammates understood, opened the big move and rushed forward.

The opponent is not strong, without Gu Kuan, he can still gain an advantage.

Su Wenle's voice sounded like a war drum, "Tracer! Tracer! The angel is on the left, Zhang Si went to catch him, beautiful! Set fire to Winston, when this orangutan is dead, we will push the cart directly. Gu Kuan, are you there yet?"

Gu Kuan was revived, and when he arrived at the battlefield to gain a firm foothold, he was greeted with such a sentence.

"arrive."

Su Wenle immediately controlled the mecha to push forward, pressing down on the enemies beside the car and beating them violently.

He said, "Keep an eye on the respawn room exit."

"Come one to kill one, two to kill one pair."

Guan Hong, who decided to teach him by hand, kept quiet except for making noise when he was struggling.

Teams without Guan Hong will proceed according to the habit of daily practice.

Each perform their own duties, Su Wenle directs, and all positions are ready.

Except for Gu Kuan who is inexperienced and will lose touch, the performance of the others is very stable.

The opponent is not strong, and the cooperation is tacit, so there is nothing to be picky about.

After the training was over, Guan Hong reached out and stroked Su Wenle's hair.

"Not bad." Guan Hong said.

Su Wenle knew his weakness.

Having personally experienced Guan Hong's command, compared to Orange's intelligence, he is still far behind.

"No way." Su Wenle stroked his hair, "Too many thoughts, too few words, I wanted to ask everyone to retreat tactically, but I had a problem with my expression, and it turned out to be a real retreat, wasting a lot of time."

"And a few times, the hero configuration I chose was almost blown away by the opponent when I went out, and my vision was still too bad. Sure enough, we should follow our daily practice routines and use the lineup with the highest selection rate."

There are a lot of shortcomings, and Gu Kuan's problem is not mentioned at all.

Those who didn't know thought that Su Wenle had a grudge against him.

"I found that it seems different when you become a conductor?" Guan Hong listened to him making self-criticism bit by bit, "Why are you so demanding."

"Because I want to improve." Su Wenle took it for granted, "You always praise me, you keep your eyes closed, and you can't believe what you say."

The low-pitched complaint also carried an unconvinced tone.

Guan Hong grabbed Su Wenle with his left hand, rubbed his head happily, and laughed.

That's the guy he likes.

A talented player with excellent comprehension ability.

Humble and prudent, always wanting to try harder.

Really... I like it more and more.