Here, the price adjustments for all engines under Huanmeng and the pricing plan for the Chinese region are being prepared in full swing. On the other side—— "Hmm..." Pew, standing on the watchtower with an AK in hand, wearing the uniform of Zakhaev's army, muttered softly. This move naturally attracted panic warnings from the audience in the live broadcast room: "Fuck! I dare not say that!" 'As a Swede living in the US, saying Allah XX, the pew component is really fucking complicated (funny)' 'Three! Kingdoms! Great! War!' 'The main point is to watch the fun and not mind the trouble' "Is this something you can say?" 'I'm dying of laughter. Pew has been banned so many times for being so careless with his mouth. His main point is that he never learns from his mistakes.' "I have reason to suspect that Pew is not just wearing the enemy's clothes, this guy is probably really a traitor (dog head)" "All that's missing is tying BOOMBOOM to my body (dog head)" 'This live broadcast room can only be broadcast at noon, because something bad will happen sooner or later (rolling eyes)' "I'm dying of laughter, hahahahahaha..." "……" good! With the end of the double sniper past level, everyone finally understood who was supporting Arasad behind the scenes. Zakhaev, the number one boss of this extremist organization, has always been committed to studying and controlling nuclear weapons, and hopes that the world pattern will return to the period of the Cold War between the two giants in the United States and Warsaw, so as to extend his influence to all parts of the world and maximize his own interests! And now, 15,000 nuclear bombs are at risk. For the sake of global peace and stability and to prevent the world situation from falling into turmoil again. .S must take appropriate measures against Zakhaev, and the U.S. Marine Corps must seek an explanation for the 30,000 American soldiers who were killed. Thus, a "decapitation" operation jointly launched by the British Royal Air Service and the US Marine Corps began. If one wants to stop or arrest Zakhaev, the first thing that needs to be solved is to find him. Yes. Ever since Alassad was found and killed by Captain Price and his men, Zakhaev has disappeared without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. There are only a few people who know Zakhaev's whereabouts. As a result, everyone quickly focused their attention on Zakhaev Jr., one of the rebel field commanders and the eldest son of Zakhaev. According to reliable sources, Xhaka will appear in a rebel camp in southern Warsaw today. Soap followed Captain Price, his instructor Gates, and several Marines, and sneaked into the rebel camp under the moonlight. After clearing out all the enemies, he changed into the enemy's uniform and waited here for little Zhaka, hoping to lure him into a trap. rustle-- At this moment, just as Pew was mumbling and frantically testing the edge of being blocked. There was the sound of a moving convoy. Captain Price's experienced voice also appeared in the headset: [Six vehicles are coming towards us from the southwest. Be careful not to alert the enemy. Do not shoot without my order.] salad. Hearing this, Pew, who was standing on the watchtower, looked at his instructor Gates and nodded. Not long! As the sound of tires rubbing against the ground got closer and closer, a convoy appeared in everyone's sight. Two military vehicles led the way, followed by a military jeep, and then two more military vehicles, which seemed to be full of combat personnel and equipment. As for the last one, it was an armored vehicle. Chi Chi—— Captain Price's voice rang out through the headset: "Attention all teams, the target is on the military jeep. I repeat, the target is on the military jeep. We want to capture him alive, but the premise is to pay attention to our own safety." Rustle—— As the biting cold wind blew, Pew subconsciously shrank his neck, counting the number of soldiers protecting little Zaka with his eyes. And just at this moment! Pew accidentally glanced at the jeep in the middle of the convoy, and saw little Zaka, wearing a blue clover sportswear, sitting in the back seat of the open jeep, looking at him and Gates thoughtfully. Eye to eye! Little Zaka's scarred eyebrow raised slightly, as if he sensed the bad atmosphere. And Pew was also shocked! Too perverted! You must know! This is a stand-alone game! To put it simply, Little Xhaka is actually an AI model generated by data! But during this short second of eye contact, Pew felt as if he was really looking into the eyes of a vicious and murderous son of the devil! That kind of cold-bloodedness, that kind of scrutiny, that kind of indifferent yet vicious gaze, were all vividly portrayed by the Golden Wind! Obviously, after accumulating experience and exploring in so many works, Golden Wind has now reached perfection in the tuning and use of Fantasy Dream 5! The air seemed to freeze for half a second at this moment! And just after this eye contact! BANG——!!! As Captain Price's SVD sniper rifle accurately blew up the head of the little Zhaka driver, a loud shout was heard in the cold jungle of South Warsaw, soaring into the sky! "Get started! Catch him alive!!!" Da da da da da——!!! Hiss——Boom——!!! As Captain Price took action without warning, the scene suddenly became chaotic! Bullets rained down like raindrops, knocking down all the confused enemies beside little Zaka! Two marines who had been waiting below, also camouflaged in enemy uniforms, rushed towards the jeep that little Zaka was riding in like tigers out of a cage! At this critical moment! Bang! Bang! Bang! Three deafening gunshots echoed through the sky! Little Zaka pulled out a gold-plated Desert Eagle from behind him and shot one of the Marines who rushed over! puff--! Blood splatters! At the same time, Xhaka Jr. suddenly jumped up from the back seat like a cheetah, kicked the driver who was shot in the head out of the car, and then stepped on the accelerator! Woohoo——hum——!!! "Shit! He's trying to run away!" Pew also reacted at this time, picked up the AK, and fired at the hood and tires of the car! Dada! Dada! Although Pew's reaction was not too slow, after all, everything happened in a flash. But at this moment, little Xhaka's jeep had already rushed over. I saw a string of bullets hitting the hood of the jeep, creating sparks! And the next second! Boom——! Pew only felt the wooden watchtower under his feet shaking violently! Snap! The wooden watchtower was unexpectedly broken by the desperate little Zaka. With a click, the wooden beam broke, Pew screamed, and the collapsed watchtower fell heavily to the ground! Boom——!!! Rolling bones—— Pew fell to the ground and rolled far away! There were sparks in front of my eyes and my vision was blurry. While he was dizzy, he saw little Zaka staggering out of a scrapped jeep that had been pushed into a gas station on the side of the road, holding the Golden Desert Eagle, and running away into the alley while covering his ribs! "You... fucking... hit and run...?" Pew felt a heavy pressure on his chest and raised his gun to shoot at the back of Zakka, but Instructor Gates, who had climbed up from the ground first, held the gun down: "Let's go Soap! We have to catch him alive!" As he spoke, he pulled Pew up from the ground and pressed his headset: "This is the B-6 team! Vulture! We need you to provide aerial guidance!" Chase! The scene was in chaos ! Captain Price stayed behind to stop the enemy with the Marines, and the task of hunting down little Zaka naturally fell on Pew and Gates. The two of them walked forward quickly! Following the ambush position, they turned the corner and heard the news from the Vulture helicopter in the sky - [Vulture: The target is fleeing to the northeast. Be careful, there are enemy reinforcements here. Watch out for them! ] Dadada——! Before he finished speaking! Pew, who had just peeked out from the corner, saw three enemies rushing towards them along the path. He pulled the trigger of the AK in his hand, and the bullet hit the wall at the corner, splashing a cloud of dust! "Fuck!" Pew was horrified and quickly slid to hide his body behind an abandoned car. Then he stretched the AK over his head by feeling and fired back at the enemy! Dada! Dada! 'It appears! Middle Eastern AK!' There was a burst of laughter in the live broadcast room: "I told you this guy has a bit of a rebellious streak in him!" 'His true nature has been exposed! I suggest that Instructor Gates execute him immediately!' 'It's so funny. He exposed his undercover identity in a hurry.' "Fuck! He actually killed one of them!" 'The other side probably didn't react, thinking, this guy is wearing our clothes and using our shooting method, why is he shooting at our own people?' 'Double Agents' 'Chicken Soup Agent' 'Hahahahahaha that's too crude...' "……" Here, the audience was so excited that they laughed a lot! In the game, as Pew and Gates take care of the enemies in front of them, the tense chase begins again! [Vulture: Enemies are attacking at six o'clock! ] [Vulture: You guys need to hurry up, the target is fleeing due north! ] [Vulture: At ten o'clock, enemy snipers are being deployed! ] Dadada——dadada——!!! "Stop! Little Zaka!" "Put your goddamn hands up! Stop!" "Stop the fuck!" Da da da——!!! The sound of fierce gunfire rang out in the narrow alley like popping beans! Bang! Using the butt of his gun to knock down the enemy who was heading towards him, Pew pulled out his pistol and shot the enemy lying on the ground twice to death. Then he continued to chase him without stopping! Before, he had always been confused about why police officers kept shouting "Stop, don't run, and put your hands up" when arresting criminals. Just use your knees to think about it, even a vicious criminal will not surrender to you! And now. Pew figured it out. In fact, such cursing and shouting are not really intended to make the criminals stop. Shouting "the pursuit" actually has a deterrent effect on the criminals and also serves to boost one's own morale. Loud shouting to intimidate and arrest is actually an effective way to wear down the enemy's psychological defenses and make you more courageous in pursuit. Just like now. Amid the constant shouting from him and Instructor Gates, the panicked little Zaka actually jumped over the wall of a dilapidated apartment building, regardless of the broken glass on it, and grabbed the broken glass with his hands and climbed over the wall in a panic. "damn it!" Seeing this, Gates cursed angrily and took two steps forward. He leaned against the wall and bent down into a horse stance, while crossing his hands to make a lifting motion: "Soap! Chase!" Pew was not vague either. He rushed forward and stepped on Gates' hand to leap over! Bang! Densely packed broken glass shards may be effective against bare hands, but they are nothing compared to sturdy, cut-resistant tactical gloves. Pew grabbed the wall with both hands and climbed up. At this time, little Xhaka was seen limping towards a dilapidated apartment building not far away. However! Pew, who should have pulled Gaz up with his backhand, was stunned on the wall. At the third-floor window of the apartment facing the wall, there were four or five black gun muzzles pointing at him. “Fvvvvvvvvvvk——!!!” Zizz—boom boom boom—!!! At the critical moment! Accompanied by Pew's wide eyes and terrified screams! Just as the enemy machine gun position was about to open fire and shoot him into a sieve! The Vulture attack helicopter, which had been following them overhead and tracking little Zaka's location in real time, finally launched an attack! The miniature machine gun started instantly! A dense storm of bullets like a laser gun, sweeping across the enemy's firing points! Suddenly, a thick cloud of dust rose into the air from the walls of the already dilapidated apartment building! Accompanied by bricks and rubble splashing continuously! Not to mention the enemies inside the firing points! The entire three-story exterior wall was completely shattered by the storm of exploding bullets! "Wooooooooo——Gift Crab! Damn it, you son of a bitch are so f**king fierce——!" Timely! Efficient! Fierce! Pew originally thought that in the initial level, the air support on the freighter was enough to make people excited! Even later, after he had called in fighter jets, Apaches, and even operated the gunboats himself, no air support could get him excited anymore! Same plot, different critical moments! But it still makes him excited, and he calls the immersion and rhythm of this game the best among all the best! "Let's go! Instructor!" Reaching down, Pew pulled Gates onto the top of the wall, and the two jumped down side by side, running towards the apartment building where little Zaka had escaped! Bang! Bang bang! Da da da! Ding——Boom—— Da da! There are many corners and countless rooms in the complex apartment building! Perhaps Pew in the past would have been helpless in the face of such a situation, and would have been afraid to enter. But now, CQB has become as easy as pie for him and is deeply engraved in his bones! Because this is not only the accumulation of countless experiences of me, the rookie Soap, but also the teaching of Instructor Gates, the experience of Sergeant Paul, and the teaching by example of Captain Price! Sporadic gunshots and enemy screams rang out in the apartment building! The sound of footsteps is getting closer! And Captain Price's voice also appeared in the headset! [Captain Price: Soap! Go to the rooftop! Little Xhaka is running towards the rooftop! We are blocking him! He has no way to escape!!!] Thump thump thump——!!! Bang! With a loud bang! Pew's hard military boots kicked the rooftop door open! Dodge and aim your gun! But at this moment, little Xhaka was at the end of his rope and was forced into a dead end on the rooftop! Two helicopters are hovering in the sky! Price, who was rappelling down through the rope, led the Marines and was slowly approaching little Zacca! And Xhaka was leaning against the blind spot of the rooftop, with the Golden Desert Eagle in his hand pointing directly at Price! "Put it down! Put the gun down!" Instructor Gates approached with a shotgun. "Cooperate with us and we will extradite you to the Warsaw government!" Price also approached Xhaka with a 1911 in hand! It seemed that everyone was about to approach within the disarming range of little Zhaka! Next second. "Don't even think about it." Click! BANG!!! The bullet shot out from the muzzle of the Golden Desert Eagle, instantly piercing through Little Zaka's jaw, and then shot out from the top of his head, carrying a stream of blood... The once prosperous Chernobyl has now become a wasteland. The remote town south of Warsaw, which was once quiet and peaceful, has now been swept and destroyed by the continuous war. In the faraway Middle East, 30,000 Marines were buried forever in a foreign land in a violent nuclear explosion. A shocking nuclear network conspiracy that has been brewing for a long time has finally evolved into an irreconcilable and deep-rooted hatred in a series of fierce games and confrontations! [Our so-called leaders sold us out to the West...destroyed our culture...our economy...our glory...] [Our blood flows on our land...] [My bloodline... was cut off in their hands...] You are the invaders. [From now on, all US and British troops must withdraw from Warsaw immediately] 【otherwise……】 [You will pay the price! ] The situation is urgent! Just as Pure Black, led by Captain Price, crossed the Altai Mountains and arrived at the outskirts of Zakhaev's missile launch base, which had been located by both the United States and Britain with all their resources! It was less than a kilometer away from them! All I heard was a loud sound of flames gushing out! The entire missile base was illuminated by flames! Under the twilight sky! In the rising and intense flames! One! Two! Three! Four! Five... Nearly ten intercontinental rockets took off into the sky under the astonished gaze of everyone! They were like sharp swords rising into the sky, and the light they emitted was even more dazzling than the setting sun! It was as if the mountains were splitting and the earth was cracking! It's like the end of the world! As the satellite map image appeared in front of me. Manhattan, New York, Philadelphia, Washington, London, Manchester, Oxford, Nottingham... Intercontinental rockets carrying countless nuclear warheads are heading towards the sky. Zakhaev, who lost his beloved son, has lost his mind! He wants the entire West to be buried with his beloved son! A horrific nuclear strike that could destroy the entire Western Hemisphere, through instant calculations, turned into countless arrows that cut through the sky and blasted towards major cities in Europe and the United States!