Chapter 432: Chapter 207 I Don’t Care, I’m Going to Report Him (First Update)
Two mechas remain: Ivan and Blue Eagle.
The remaining two nervous newcomers looked at Lange with pleading eyes.
Their meaning was clear, “Brother Wolf, do you think we still need to go up?”
“Martin, you’re up. Remember the key points of operating the grenade launcher.”
Lange’s small mustaches quivered as he gave an encouraging smile to the second-to-last young man.
This made Martin shiver, stand up, and look sympathetically at Vic, who had already developed a psychological shadow from the mecha. He forced an ugly smile: “Brother Wolf, I think I might need some more training.”
The last remaining kid nodded desperately. He felt he needed more training too.
But Lange’s enthusiasm faded, replaced by the authority of an upperclassman.
“Don’t you guys trust me yet? I said there’s no need. I refuse to accept that we keep getting placed with the same person.”
Honestly, Mu Fan didn’t believe it either, but if the Battle Net administrator was present, it could only mean this one-in-ten-thousand chance had just happened to occur.
At the same time, one person continuously playing solo rank in the same time frame, and an inferior team also grinding their solo ranks.
Three games left!
Suddenly, Mu Fan felt victory was within his grasp.
He’d just tried to add that 03 as a friend, only to find the character had gone offline, which was a huge disappointment.
But no matter, Mu Fan reset his state of mind, ready to take advantage of his high spirits and go for another ranked game.
Shura versus Lonewolf Teaching 04…
This time the narrow valley map was covered with landmines, as Ivan, with his huge grenade launcher, leaned against the mountainside. He couldn’t see the minefield, but all he needed was to hear the explosion to carry out off-visual-range attacks based on sound and radar.
This kind of bouncing grenade attack was an excellent method for diversified terrain combat.
Such a one-dimensional offensive mecha was destined to be purely defensive.
Inside the cockpit, Martin was hypnotizing himself, muttering the same phrase over and over: “Martin, you are the strongest. Ivan has the most badass mecha, the most badass you meets the most badass mecha, you are the most badass Martin!”
As luck would have it, this poor kid had forgotten that the default setting for the bound Virtual Cabin was to start live streaming.
So in the team practice room, four newbies and one “wolf” looked at each other, speechless.
“Brother Wolf, Martin’s—his spirit—I think he needs help…”
“I feel the same, but would you just shut up.”
“I can’t control myself!”
“You three, hold him down.”
The last student was restrained by three companions who were also mentally unstable.
Under Mu Fan’s control, the Wild Boar mecha charged forth.
Back in this familiar map, speeding through the jungle, Mu Fan’s eyes constantly took in the surroundings.
Hmm?
Those weird bulges on the ground, are those traps?
The mecha slammed to a halt and then crouched to observe.
Mu Fan deduced that this seemed to be an extremely rudimentary trap.
For a young man who had spent years hunting in the wilds, those circular vegetation disturbances were as obvious as traps could be—just short of a sign planted there reading, “This is a trap.”
Perfect.
Hmm, the mecha slowly backed up, casually picking up a rock about half a meter in diameter, then threw it with force.
Boom!
A loud explosion followed by a burst of flame.
On the other side, Martin, who had self-hypnotized to the highest level, heard the noise and his eyes reddened with excitement.
“I’m—gonna—bomb—you—dead!”
He raised the enormous grenade launcher.
Thud, thud, thud, thud…
A rhythm of low, muffled ejections sounded.
One by one, the spherical grenades followed a sinister trajectory, flying out from alongside the hill.
“Great, now everything is perfect,” Lange told the four youngsters.
Yes, in their view, everything was proceeding according to Brother Wolf, the Expert’s plan.
Because their vision was locked onto Ivan’s mecha.
So including Martin, they couldn’t see Mu Fan staring blankly at the sea of flames in front of him.
Since that landmine had exploded, Mu Fan had watched as a mass of round metal spheres fell from the sky, bouncing off stones and trees before exploding with a loud bang!
Yet, what shook Mu Fan the most was that although the blast’s range was still far from his position…
It had successfully detonated the entire minefield.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, it was like fireworks going off for a full two minutes.
Forget the minefield, the underground water beneath it was almost blasted out.
When the noise stopped, what Mu Fan saw was land that had been plowed several layers deep.
And this piece of land, steaming with heat, was now as safe as can be.
Mu Fan looked up through his targeting system at the source of the grenade and then gently crossed over.
Martin was desperately pressing the firing buttons with his eyes closed in the cockpit.
“Ding, ding,” no more ammo.
Has the enemy been wiped out?
Martin glanced down at the radar, a big red dot was right in front of him.
Ah!
The Wild Boar mecha burst out from the side and punched the slender mecha so hard it flew over a meter off the ground, then Mu Fan saw the opponent’s massive grenade launcher, just to be on the safe side.
He activated the Retractable Shield, and with the shield on the mecha’s left arm, he smashed it down on Ivan like slapping a cucumber.
Clang, clang, clang…
The eyes of the few people in the command center were already moist.
The last student, Pedy, was a quiet and short-statured young man. Although he chose the communications department, no one could extinguish his desire for mechas.
But now he was biting his lips so hard it almost bled.
He really couldn’t control himself, afraid he’d kneel before Brother Wolf in the next second and beg for mercy.
Lange clutched his liver and trembled, “He’s a cheater, he must be using hacks, I’m going to report him.”
Then, with resolve returning to his eyes, he hastily dialed the Sky Communication customer service number for the Battle Net.
“Hello? Is this the Battle Net? I want to report a cheater, he’s hacking! Attack Immunity, Map Perspective, I demand a lifetime ban for this player who’s seriously damaging the gaming environment, ban his Identity Card too!”
All three students perked up their ears, but their eyes were fixated on Ivan about to be flattened by the shield in the screen.
“Sir, there are no cheats in the Battle Net.”
“Damn it, he is cheating, his name is Shura, you guys better ban him!”
“Sorry, sir, but there are no cheats in the Battle Net.”
“Screw that, I don’t care, I’m reporting him, or else I’m complaining about you!”
“Sir, I would suggest you see a psychiatrist, I wish you a pleasant life, goodbye. Beep~~”
“… Go to hell! See you in hell!” Lange smashed the second-hand Sky Communication unit he bought for 400 Star Coins in rage, startling the other three.
“Pedy, get ready.”
Pedy sadly lifted his head, was it finally his turn to be executed?
Meanwhile, Martin, as if sleepwalking, walked out.
And on this side, Mu Fan had let out an excited howl!
This was the feeling, it was so thrilling!
His experience with the purely mechanical control mecha had advanced another step.
The effects of the damage done to steel armor from attacks from every angle were firmly embedded in Mu Fan’s mind.
This Lonewolf clan was like a course tailor-made for his growth!
Continue the ranking.
Shura vs Lonewolf Teaching 05.
When this prompt appeared, Pedy’s mind buzzed, then went blank. He didn’t even know what the next map would be, he just knew he was in the cockpit, waiting for the countdown from 10 to 0, and with a snap, he pressed the button.
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PS: Thanks to the book friend “Mr. Xu Xiaoxuan” for the 10,000 coins reward! (Congratulations to the new helmsman!)
Thanks to the book friend “DM2356” for the 2000 coins reward!
Thanks to the book friends “Soul NingYi BingPo”, “Random ‘Lonewolf'”, “Not Splashed Blood Red Flag”, “Bao TianYu”, “Book Friend 160602104047900”, “Mán Mán De LunXian”, “XiaoSa DaShu1”, “leoland88”, “JiangYou Di-“, “PingPing (1)” for the coin rewards!