The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 4 Holy crap, the NPCs in this game are so intelligent!
"Soldiers, that damned tin monster has been taken down! Return fire!"

As an officer, Andrei knew he had to boost morale and command the battle, so he quickly shouted to the soldiers around him, then crouched down to find a new spot, drew his pistol, and started firing wildly outside.

There was nothing he could do; he wasn't some kind of shooting prodigy, and this was the first time he'd ever handled a gun.

How could you expect him to suddenly become a sharpshooter who never misses a shot?

So his firing was just a waste of bullets, and a way to make his presence known.

However, after hearing Andrei's words, the surrounding soldiers were clearly invigorated. While praising the brother who threw the landmine, they stuck their rifles out from the gaps in the sandbags and kept firing at the outside.

It was only then that Andrei noticed that the soldiers around him didn't seem to have noticed the extra players.

It's unclear whether it was because the situation on the battlefield was too chaotic for them to notice, or whether the players he summoned had some kind of identity integration mechanism, so that even if they suddenly turned into living people, no one would notice.
Andrei felt that he needed to study this matter further. If such a characteristic really existed, then he would save himself the trouble of assigning identities to players.

Just then, a loud bang came from the side, interrupting Andrei's train of thought.

He saw that the spot where he had been standing had just been hit by a rocket, and the sandbags and barricades piled up in front of the trench were all blown to pieces.

Upon seeing this, Andrei turned pale with fright and was thankful that he had moved away quickly.

Otherwise, he probably would have been blown to pieces along with the sandbag!
However, the cyborg soldier carrying the rocket launcher didn't fare much better. He had barely managed to fire a single shot when he was killed by the scout player that Andrei had summoned earlier.

Just then, Andrei noticed several soldiers running towards him, and among them was the player who had just run out of the respawn point.

While running, the player was still talking in the chat area.

Brave Bull: [Holy crap, that scared the hell out of me! The damage in this game is so realistic! That machine gun just fired, and my health bar was instantly reduced to zero!]

The female knight captured the goblin seven times: [Serves you right! Who told you to be so reckless? You're in trouble now!]

Andrei ignored what the guys were talking about in the chat area. He looked at the familiar bearded veteran, nodded, and asked:
"Why are you here?"

The bearded veteran grinned and said:

"Captain, I didn't see you after I ran out earlier. I thought you were alone. Turns out you came here with the other brothers!"

"I wonder which brother planted those landmines so skillfully; that monster just happened to step on one!"

Andrei nodded and casually agreed, but inwardly he felt a lot of complaints.

Was that laying landmines? That was clearly throwing landmines!
If he hadn't seen the unscientific mine placement in the battlefield, he would have definitely thought this was a paranormal event!
However, this incident also made Andrei's eyes light up. It seemed that his group of players were not like real soldiers. In many ways, they seemed to have really replicated the template of Battlefield Fries!
That's impressive! Just thinking about those tough guys who could run around carrying machine guns weighing dozens of kilograms made Andrei's mouth water.

Looking at his influence value, Andrei found that it had soared from 500 to 1200. He calculated that his player had just destroyed an armored vehicle and killed a cyborg soldier, while also killing two panicked enemies in the process.

So, does that mean an armored vehicle is worth 500, a cyborg is worth 200, and two ordinary soldiers are worth 100 together?
After all, he had previously lost a player, and the 100 cost of reviving him had to be deducted.

After a quick mental calculation and a glance at the reactions of his other soldiers, Andrei had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

It seems that the soldiers I summoned really do have some kind of cognitive distortion ability. Everyone else seemed to know these players and didn't even notice that there were five strangers in my team!
However, upon glancing at himself and seeing the growing crowd around him, Andrei frowned.

He quickly shouted to the people around him:

"Gentlemen, don't all gather here, quickly fill in the gaps in the trenches!"

"With so many people gathered here, be careful you don't become targets for the enemy! Do you want to be burned to death by the enemy's magic?"

Andrei knew that on such a battlefield, too many people gathered together would easily become targets for enemy artillery, not to mention that he had previously witnessed the magic that fell from the sky.

He certainly didn't want the enemy to discover that there was a large group of people gathered on his side, and then get itchy and unleash a rain of fire upon them!
Damn it, this world actually has magic!
Upon hearing Andrei's words, the soldiers who had rushed over quickly saluted and then dispersed elsewhere. However, the bearded veteran followed closely behind Andrei, as if afraid that the young officer might accidentally be hit by another shell.

Meanwhile, the other players were discussing in the chat area how intelligent the NPCs in this game were.

Although these conversations on set may be part of a script, they have to admit that they feel completely natural.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no player indicators above these people's heads, they might even have wondered if the person speaking was actually a player.
Upon seeing the chat area, Andrei suddenly thought of his players.

He quickly clicked "recruit" and recruited five more players.

After five more players appeared around him, Andrei directed them to set up defenses in the trenches while asking them:
"Does anyone here know how to throw grenades far? Could you throw a batch of grenades out there?"

"Those damned Black Hawk devils are all huddled in the shell craters, too close to us. We absolutely cannot let them charge up!"

As soon as Andrei finished speaking, a series of grenades were thrown out by the players.

For an ordinary soldier, throwing grenades from such a trench wouldn't be so easy, but for a player with a game template, throwing grenades a long way is incredibly effortless.

The Black Hawk soldiers, who were hiding in the shell craters and quietly waiting for the rear fire suppression, were stunned when they saw a large number of grenades suddenly thrown down from above.

Before they could even wonder how these people managed to throw grenades so far, a series of explosions engulfed them.

(End of this chapter)