Chapter 382: All is Over? A Storm Rises!
Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’?"No... NO!!!"
Pure Black watched as the intercontinental rockets launched one after another, the light in his eyes shifting from shock to confusion, then to utter disbelief!
"You didn't even give us time to withdraw! How could you just start a nuclear war like that?!"
Pure Black simply couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes!
As these rockets soared into the sky, who knew how many nuclear warheads the deranged Zakhaev had launched to avenge his son!
You old bastard, weren't you just issuing us an ultimatum demanding our withdrawal?
Then you turn around and launch nukes?!
Just as Pure Black was reeling from Zakhaev's madness!
A quiet comment drifted through the chat barrage—
Ah...
That single sentence sent Pure Black into deep thought.
The viewers in the chat all gave thumbs up—
'Zakhaev gave you a like (thumbs up)'
'Makes sense, totally makes sense (doge)'
'You didn't withdraw, I didn't give you time—fair's fair'
'No way... you guys are right at the edge of Zakhaev's missile base, he's not stupid, you know?'
'Rather than waiting for you to come pick up the package, might as well deliver it straight to your doorstep (rofl)'
'Zakhaev: Learned from F91'
'Damn, all tactics ultimately come down to base trading, huh?'
'One premium seat at West Lake bottom! (dog head)'
......
Time waits for no one!
Now, Zakhaev's rockets carrying nuclear warheads had already launched and were heading for targeted strikes on the European and American continents in the Western Hemisphere!
To prevent the tragedy of the Middle East from repeating, to stop this terrifying global nuclear war from happening!
"GO!GO!GO!"
"Move! Move--!!!"
With Captain Price's sharp command!
The joint operation force of S.A.S and U.S.M.C charged straight toward Zakhaev's missile base!
Now, the only way to stop the nuclear strike was to storm the missile base's control center and upload self-destruct commands to all launched nuclear warheads, terminating their strike orders!
"You only have fifteen minutes total!"
As they fought their way to the missile base's outer wall, the command center's voice came through Pure Black's headset:
"We'll remotely decrypt the nuclear termination codes. You need to enter the control room and upload the nuclear destruction passwords,"
"This operation has no air support. All you can rely on is yourselves. Over."
Huh??
Pure Black peeked out, then immediately ducked back, wondering if he'd heard wrong.
Yes.
Since the nuclear missiles were already airborne, they had no more time to wait for reinforcements.
But the problem was...
"Wait?! Big bro?! How the hell are we supposed to deal with those two tanks?!"
Exactly!
The moment Pure Black had peeked out!
He saw swarms of soldiers moving through the missile base.
And among the numerous soldiers, two light tanks like firepower fortresses blocked their path forward.
Young Master looked at his surroundings.
This time, he wasn't lucky enough to find Javelin missiles just lying around.
Now all he had were two smoke grenades, two packs of C4, and one M4A1 grenadier rifle.
"Soap!"
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with the light tanks!
Captain Price's voice came through his headset from behind:
"C4's with you! You need to try approaching the tanks under smoke cover and take them out! We're running out of time!"
"Huh???"
Hearing this, Young Master's eyes nearly popped out of his head!
Me?
Blow up tanks?
And I have to go up close to plant C4?!
Pure Black felt completely overwhelmed, about to say something.
But Price didn't give him the chance.
A loud command rang out:
"All units! Cover Soap--!"
Instantly!
All combat members hidden behind cover emerged, firing their weapons at the enemy forces surging like a tidal wave!
Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat!
Bratatat--
Immediately!
The battlefield erupted with gunfire like a sudden storm, explosions ringing out continuously!
Bullets swept through like a violent storm, knocking enemies down one after another.
But at the same time, Pure Black watched helplessly as teammates were struck by stray bullets, collapsing straight to the ground.
Yet in this moment, no one retreated.
Pure Black even saw Instructor Gaz to his right front—a teammate fell beside him, but Gaz remained rooted like a nail, firing his rifle in controlled bursts, unmoving as if death meant nothing to him.
Charge!
Whoosh!
A figure like a leopard flashed from behind cover.
Pure Black performed a slide, moving from his previous cover to a cement barrier ahead left, then waited for the right moment. After taking out enemies near the containers, he dashed again, rolling behind the containers.
Rat-tat-tat--
Dense bullets formed a fiery web covering the missile base.
As Pure Black got closer to the light tanks, the tanks detected this major threat moving across the battlefield.
Just as Pure Black emerged from behind the cement barrier again, trying to get closer to the tanks!
BOOM--!!!
An ear-shattering cannon roar erupted!
Pure Black watched as the shell brushed past him, slamming into the cement ground not far behind!
KABOOM--!
Instantly, flames shot skyward, smoke billowed everywhere!
The powerful blast made Pure Black feel like he'd been hit by a dump truck, his whole body thrown through the air before crashing heavily behind the containers, his vision going dark!
[Soap! Soap! Can you hear me!]
Captain Price's anxious shout came through the headset.
From their initial teasing banter to the current worried bond.
Through his exceptional courage and outstanding operational skills, Soap had become one of the indispensable elite members of S.A.S.
--!
Moments after Price's words faded!
Thick smoke suddenly spread before the containers where Soap was positioned.
Then!
Through the billowing smoke, an orange-red flash appeared like lightning suddenly illuminating thick clouds, blazing momentarily!
BOOM--!!!
In the massive explosion, the light tank's turret section flew into the air, trailing black smoke and flames, arcing through the sky before crashing heavily to the ground!
Immediately after!
An excited cheer erupted in the livestream chat:
"Yeeeeeees--!"
Personally planted and detonated!
An unprecedented thrilling experience!
True flesh against steel tank!
In the entire history of global FPS games, had anyone ever been so bold, so crazy, so wildly imaginative?
The treacherous winds of conspiracy, the urgent rhythm of time running out!
This was an eternally exceptional Hollywood-style blockbuster, a masterpiece where players could personally participate, experiencing bullets and rain, modern warfare exchanges firsthand!
Who wouldn't want to become a savior hero maneuvering through fields of fire?
The tense, thrilling rhythm, the perfectly tuned full immersion, the incredibly atmospheric environment.
Plus the lifelike teammates and even enemies, and those seemingly impossible, dangerously challenging missions every time!
This was Golden Wind's Modern Warfare, and also the Modern Warfare for FPS game enthusiasts worldwide!
And now!
The grandest symphony had begun!
In this world infinitely approaching reality, an unprecedented global nuclear crisis was unfolding!
And players were running at full speed, racing against the nuclear warheads flying through the skies!
Ten minutes... seven minutes... five minutes...
This was a life-and-death battle! As Zakhaev's most loyal death squads, the enemies at the missile base were arguably the most troublesome in the entire game!
Three minutes... two minutes... one minute...
This was a race against time! The global nuclear countdown displayed in the UI urged them to hurry, hurry faster like a death knell about to ring!
[Self-destruct command received! Soap! Quick--! No time left--!!!]
Captain Price and Instructor Gaz, these two mentors who had accompanied Soap from beginning to end, fired simultaneously, forcefully holding back enemy fire to clear a path to the command console for Soap!
[...................
[Five! Four! Three! Two!]
[Enter!]
As Soap input the commands with precise accuracy!
The keyboard's enter key was slammed down!
On the command console screen!
The time froze at the final [0.67s]!
[Termination command uploaded successfully, strike terminated]
Thump!
"HOLY-- SHIT--!!!"
Amid heavy panting!
Pure Black in the motion-sensing pod felt his scalp tingling, his fingertips trembling slightly!
Less than one second!
This race-against-time nuclear interception mission had succeeded at the very last moment!
And now the livestream chat had exploded—
HOLY FUCK--!!! Zero point six seven seconds!!!
'Young Master's immersion is really too strong, my palms are sweating'
'Damn! So fucking satisfying! What Hollywood blockbuster could be this exciting?!'
'This game really shows Old Thief has perfected it! So fucking awesome!'
'The rhythm is literally breathtaking, when Young Master was entering the password my toes were clenched tight?'
'Fifteen-minute breakthrough, so freaking tight, not a moment to waste!'
'But speaking of which, is this fifteen-minute countdown scripted? Can all players complete it?'
'No, I'm watching Shark TV, Liu Liu didn't complete it, hesitated for a moment during a flashbang charge and got global nuclear annihilation'
'Cold fact: this level even has a veteran difficulty global ranking, higher ranking for more remaining time'
'Damn! There's a global ranking? No more coughing for me, I'm going to memorize patterns (dog head)'
'No need to memorize, I've seen at least three streamers clear this level, even enemy spawn points are randomized here, purely depends on player skill and luck'
'I heard Octane is chasing rankings, but his luck doesn't seem great, already got killed twice by flanking shotgunners'
'This level is really hard, even Power Father has to bite the dust'
'That's what makes it exciting!'
'True...'
......
At this point!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
With the successful upload of the nuclear strike termination command.
This shocking global nuclear crisis was dismantled and resolved through the joint operation of S.A.S and U.S.M.C.
From a promoted unknown soldier to a world-saving hero.
Soap—Soap MacTavish.
The resolution of the nuclear crisis marked the beginning of his legendary life.
And the massive whirlpool surrounding this shocking conspiracy began to turn at this moment.
But before that!
They still needed to do one final thing—
"Sir! Zakhaev escaped!"
As a Marine pointed to the control room's large screen, surveillance footage showed Zakhaev boarding a jeep under heavy enemy escort, evacuating through the missile base's security center, fleeing northward.
Upon receiving the news, Warsaw Pact government forces commander Kamarov (the Warsaw ally commander who previously provided Price with informant locations) launched the final pursuit of this reactionary leader.
But!
Complications arose.
Since the joint operation team led by Money Man had caused Little Zakhaev's death during their previous capture attempt.
Zakhaev naturally harbored deep hatred for Price.
So during his evacuation, he ordered almost all ground forces and air units to simultaneously launch an assault on their joint operation team!
Meaning!
The current situation was: Kamarov wanted to capture Zakhaev, Zakhaev wanted to capture them.
And they not only had to escape Zakhaev's forces' encirclement, but also had to cooperate with Kamarov to simultaneously apprehend Zakhaev!
Wolves ahead, tigers behind! Stuck in the middle!
Screech—Scree—
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Bratat!
—BOOM—!!!
Tire sounds! Explosions! Gunfire! Shouts!
As the sounds around grew clearer, the shaking beneath them more violent!
A heart-pounding chase was about to put an exclamation mark on this turbulent, dangerous, treacherous crisis!
[All Ends Well]
[Day 6 - 08:25:16]
[Warsaw Altai Mountains]
[Sergeant "Soap" MacTavish]
[22nd Special Air Service]
"Hold on—! Soap—!"
With Instructor Gaz's voice, players opened their eyes.
On the muddy, rugged mountain road, military pickup trucks jolted and bounced beneath them!
Behind, endless military trucks, heavy firepower jeeps, engines roaring, pursued closely like mad dogs, hunting them down!
The final battle had begun!
This battle would end everything!
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by lotustale.com
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