The enemy forces were about to besiege the city, and the commander began making intensive arrangements.
According to the scouts’ reports, the enemy would likely attack from both flanks, with Route One and Route Five being the most dangerous.
The allied soldiers quickly moved toward the two sides, leaving only a few people along the central route for reconnaissance and defense.
Since Route One faced a larger number of enemy troops, most of the firepower was concentrated on the western side of the city.
Multiple small squads gathered near the city gate, moving chaotically as they sought their positions.
In the communication channel, various deputy commanders argued fiercely over interference with each other’s formations, practically ready to throw a big “NO” in the commander’s face.
The area around the city gate was limited, and with too many people, it was easy to fall into disarray – losing sight of their responsibilities and failing to grasp enemy intelligence. This essentially wasted the already scarce combat power.
As a result, the crowd gradually retreated to the rear, voluntarily extending the defensive line near the city gate and abandoning the resources at the entrance.
The commander urgently shouted, “Everyone stop arguing! A few logistics soldiers, hurry up and move the nearby NPCs and supplies into the air-raid shelter!”
Cheng Feng suddenly interjected, “Don’t move them. We can use them as bait.”
“Why?” The commander felt like his head was about to explode, every word he uttered almost a roar. “Supplies and NPCs are worth a lot of points!”
According to the specific points calculation rules of this competition:
- Faction vs. Faction Module:Three points are awarded for each enemy player killed, and one point is deducted for each comrade fallen.
- City Defense Module:The base score is five hundred points. This consists of a starting score of two hundred points for the integrity of the city’s buildings, and a starting score of three hundred points for the number of NPCs and supplies.
Point deductions for the city’s building integrity are automatically calculated by the system. Each unit of NPC or supply is calculated as half a point.
Since this competition does not involve weapons of mass destruction, the final score deduction for building groups is generally not too severe. However, if the total score for NPCs and supplies falls below fifty, the faction’s defense mission is declared a direct failure.
To put it accurately, the points earned from defending the city are actually more significant than those from eliminating players.
Those three teams, having gathered to attack the allied forces, would definitely be more interested in the easy points from NPCs and supplies than in engaging students who would fight back and take evasive action.
Cheng Feng said, “What we need to do now is to minimize point loss, not put up a desperate fight. Compared to NPCs and supplies, comrades are more important. This is the only way to retain the capital for a comeback later.”
When she said “comrades,” she stressed the word.
Unfortunately, the channel was too noisy, and the commander completely missed her emphasis.
The jumble of signals from various sources made the commander feel like his brain was splitting into pieces. He immediately retracted his previous order before arguing with Cheng Feng, “But we need to ensure the minimum city construction level!”
“I’ll handle it,” Cheng Feng said, her calmness at this moment like a steadfast pillar in a raging storm. “I’m taking my team with me. You assign a few people to defend the city on Route Three.”
The commander asked, “What are you going to do?”
Cheng Feng said, “To farm points?”
The commander took a second to think, then completely gave up trying to guess what was going on in Cheng Feng’s mind. With urgent matters pressing him, he simply said, “Alright, you go ahead.”
Cheng Feng added, “And give me two scooters.”
They were also very short on effective transportation, but the commander still managed to allocate two scooters from the elite team to Cheng Feng.
Taking advantage of the moment, Cheng Feng studied the map of the area near Route One, corrected a few data points based on the actual terrain images, and helped them adjust the positioning of two squads.
When conditions permitted, she preferred high-frequency, long-range attacks. Teammates covering for each other, with a well-spaced formation – such a defensive net was much safer. It just required accepting some losses.
When the commander saw the “overstepping” model marked with her name, he drew in a breath, said nothing, and directly overwrote the original data.
Cheng Feng marveled inwardly: He’s getting smarter!
The commander asked loudly, “Anything else you need?”
Cheng Feng said, “No.”
The commander said, “Then arrange things yourself!”
…
Cheng Feng gathered the squad to select two people who were particularly good at driving.
Unexpectedly, Number One eagerly raised his hand again.
“To be honest,” he said without modesty, “I was the car king of my high school. Whether it’s about speed or leaning into turns, I’ve never lost.”
Cheng Feng asked curiously, “Why?”
Just as Number One was about to continue boasting, Cheng Feng completed her question. “Why do you have to learn so many useless skills?”
Number One: “…?” Are you serious? Don’t you think that’s going too far?
Cheng Feng quickly changed the subject. “Let’s divide the tasks. Everyone has a huge responsibility this time. Whether we can win depends on whether you can keep up with the pace.”
The group’s expressions turned serious. In an instant, they snapped to attention, standing tall and proud, waiting for Cheng Feng’s orders.
The midday sun cast a neat row of long shadows on the desolate street. The interplay of light and dark seemed to give these youthful, inexperienced young men a hint of the fearless and solemn bearing of soldiers.
Cheng Feng hoisted her rifle and thrust it forward. “Charge! Victory is ours!”
…
Gunshots rang out from two directions, one after another. UFU was facing the most critical crisis of the match.
By the time Cheng Feng and her teammates arrived at Route Five to provide support, their deputy commander was already shouting hoarsely into the channel:
“Brothers! Killing one is profit, killing two is pure gain! We’re not giving up this round!”
“So what if they outnumber us? Curse them out! Show them the art of language! Let them taste the fragrance of civilization!”
He shouted with such passion that his voice was already turning hoarse. The reality, however, was that the allied forces were being battered into helplessness. In their very first direct engagement, they had already lost two members.
The Second Military’s fire was dense, their offensive fierce, and their tactics far more cautious than before. Until they were certain of complete safety, they kept clearing obstacles and advancing in small increments, leaving no exploitable gaps.
At this rate, they only had two choices: either hold their ground and take the hit, or retreat.
The deputy commander was just about to stir up some fighting spirit in the troops when he spotted Cheng Feng’s arrival. He nearly burst into tears and exclaimed, “Oh my god, reinforcements are finally here!”
He glanced behind Cheng Feng, his initial excitement fading as he asked in confusion, “Why is it only half a squad?”
Cheng Feng replied, “The other half went elsewhere to farm points.”
The deputy commander felt a surge of despair. “Even with you guys, we only have about thirty people. There’s no way we can hold off the Second Military! Did you come here just to feed them kills?”
Amidst the hail of bullets, Cheng Feng could barely hear him. She waved her hand and said, “If we can’t hold them, then don’t. Let them in. Everyone, pay attention and retreat to the red safe zone!”
The deputy commander exclaimed in horror, “Have you lost your mind? If we let them in, we’ll never drive them out! Route Five has too few people, and there are no internal defenses!”
Cheng Feng started running, leading the way, and reassured him, “We have reinforcements. Let them enter the city first, then close the gates. We need to defeat the three factions one by one, otherwise, this will never end.”
The deputy commander glanced at the map, thinking to himself, where on earth could they possibly scrape together any additional reinforcements?
Cheng Feng’s movements were faster than his reactions; in the blink of an eye, she had already mapped out the retreat route. Catching a glimpse of her fingers moving so fast they nearly left afterimages, he was stunned into silence, deciding it was best to shut his mouth.
The rules of the military department were simple: whoever was capable took the lead, whoever was stronger called the shots.
And she was someone not to be trifled with.
The UFU’ defense line, already lacking any advantage, crumbled the moment they showed signs of retreating, and was quickly overrun by the Second Military’s troops.
Under the suppression of powerful firepower, UFU’ performance could only be described as a complete collapse.
Forgetting all about kills or counterattacks, everyone focused solely on running for their lives with their heads down along the red route marked in the model.
In no time, the troops had scattered completely.
Having achieved victory, the Second Military entered UFU’ territory without encountering any resistance. They probed the city streets for a while, then erupted into incredulous cheers and began wreaking havoc.
The deputy commander stared at the rapidly depleting supplies on the panel, asking frantically over and over, “Where are the reinforcements?”
Only then did Cheng Feng press her communicator and say leisurely, “I’ll contact them now.”
The deputy commander: “??”
“Hello?” It was that familiar opening again, a warm greeting. “Want to farm some points?”
The person on the other end said regretfully, “Sorry, but your area is pretty chaotic right now. We’d better not get involved.”
“I’m not asking you to come support us; I know the rules. I just want to give you another scoring opportunity,” Cheng Feng said generously. “The Second Military sent a large number of soldiers to attack us, so their own camp’s defense is bound to be weak. We’ve just let all their troops into the city and are responsible for cutting off their retreat, preventing them from going back to help. If you go over there now to reap the rewards, it’s a truly rare opportunity.”
The Mobile University person replied, dazed, “Huh?”
Cheng Feng considered everything for them in detail. “But the Second Military still has a considerable number of people, and their skill level is slightly higher than yours. I suggest you’d better send out your entire force and use your numerical advantage to secure a win. The First Military and UMU are both too pragmatic to help, so even if your home base is empty, it’ll be safe.”
“Why?” the person from Mobile University asked. “Are you really trying to help us?”
Cheng Feng spoke frankly and casually, “Given the current situation, it doesn’t really matter whether we lose or not anymore. What’s important is that those three factions absolutely cannot win. If I have to choose, I’d rather it be you, the Mobile University – at least you guys seem more agreeable. So, what do you think? The chance for an easy score is yours for the taking. Interested?”
This kind of feeling was all too familiar to the person from Mobile University. After all, they themselves were keen on internal strife and division. Their greatest joy in the league was always built on the suffering of their allies.
Moreover, no one could resist the allure of an “easy score,” especially for them, a faction that perpetually languished at the bottom.
Since they had no room to fall further, why fear taking a risk?
The Mobile University was already tempted, but finally hesitated and asked, “You’re sure you can really cut off the Second Military?”
“Yes! What benefit would I get from lying to you?” Cheng Feng encouraged. “If you’re really worried, leave a small team for reconnaissance. The Second Military’s camp is very close to yours. If anything goes wrong, reinforcing them would be quick. The only thing is, we can’t delay any longer – we are in serious danger.”
The Mobile University side deliberated for a moment and, sure enough, replied, “Alright, miss. I believe you! I’ve watched several seasons of competition videos, and this is the first time I’ve encountered someone as trustworthy as you. Don’t worry, we’ll avenge UFU. Happy cooperation!”
Cheng Feng was momentarily speechless.
In the very first wave of attacks, the Mobile University had actually lost four members, one of whom had been quietly taken out by Cheng Feng herself.
She responded vaguely, “Happy cooperation.”
