FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 50

Old Qiao was eager to record all the problems that had just been exposed. He didn’t have time to talk much, and he urged them, “Quick, you guys talk about your problems first.”

Puppy rotated his wrist a bit. “I can see the most clearly in the back so let me go first. I was completely suppressed by the opponent’s sniper just now. We’re both snipers and we’re both shooting from covert positions. But the other player’s obviously wilier than I am. He can always find my position, but I always lose his. I also keep losing the other opponents’ positions. That’s my problem.”

Chen Huo was the most annoyed by these introspection exercises. He said, a bit irritably, “I still haven’t shaken off the rhythm of playing against Bison. My play was too unrestrained. I was prone to making mistakes. In this extreme kind of game, a mistake in the early stage becomes a hidden danger. There’s too many hidden dangers in this game and I wasn’t able to handle them in the later stages…”

Old Qiao noted it down quickly. “Next person.”

Yu Sui tidied up the wire of his mouse. “I made no mistakes.”

Old Qiao nodded, “Indeed.”

Chen Huo gave Yu Sui a jealous look, and Puppy said sourly, “Damn, so angry.”

Old Qiao looked up at Shi Luo. “Evil? Did you make any mistakes?”

“Yes.” Shi Luo said with a cold expression on his face, “I didn’t click ‘surrender’ fast enough.”

Chen Huo and Puppy chuckled. Old Qiao said helplessly, “Okay, you guys calm down, adjust your emotions and prepare for the next game. I’ll look at the record of your game just now.”

Old Qiao flipped through the notes he had made during practice match and shook his head. He lowered his voice and said to Zhou Huo, “It couldn’t be helped. The other team is too familiar with the way we play.”

“They have two years worth of practice videos on three of our four players. Not to mention, those coaches in Sacred Sword. There is no one more familiar with their situation than those coaches. Our opponents definitely came here prepared. Our player’s moves, the way they think, even their minute positioning and maneuvering habits, they know it like that back of their hands.” Old Qiao immersed himself in taking down notes quickly. “The other team also understands that our players, including Shi Luo, are basically full frontal attackers, used to crushing the enemy team. If you can quickly resolve a game by steamrolling your opponents, that’s fine. But if you can’t?”

Zhou Huo seldom plays FOG and even when he does, he’s a low-level player who often gets abused. Right now, he could do nothing to help the other out. He could only help Old Qiao take down notes. With a slight frown, Zhou Huo asked, “So, what do you normally do to get out of this?”

“It’s fine to play like this when they enemy’s weaker. But once they meet someone strong, things can easily turn difficult. That’s because they can’t push forward quickly enough.” Old Qiao said, “The more you advance, the more economy you consume. Buying shields consumes economy. Buying bullets consumes economy. Buying injections, bandages…everything consumes economy. For one game, the entire team only has 10,000 worth of economy in total. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. They played too fiercely during the early stages. They kept fighting, fighting, fighting and buying, buying, buying. At the same time, the opposing team kept avoiding and running away. They would rather lose a head or lose a bit more of their map than too spend their economy. To put it simply…”

Old Qiao looked up at Zhou Huo. “In the early stages, they were hoarding money while playing guerilla tactics, lying low and taking a beating. They were waiting until we used up our money. Once our economy was drained, we couldn’t buy any bullets and all our firearms turned into lumps of useless metal and we became nothing but meat targets.”