"I thought Makarov was cool enough, but this man is even cooler and more mysterious!"
"The promotional video seemed to flash his image, I thought he was a villain boss, but unexpectedly he's also from 141."
"Is it the tradition of 141 to scoop up teammates with one arm? They're all so cool, I can't decide."
"Only kids make choices, I want them all!"
...
The man codenamed "Ghost" received a roaring cheer upon his appearance. Mysterious figures like him always pique people's curiosity.
Too handsome? Too ugly? With a mysterious past? Unbearable experiences?
So many questions enticed players to continue exploring, and Mo Zhi was no exception. The members of 141 were just too charismatic!
Once aboard the plane, the "Peak Warrior" mission was successfully completed.
The screen then smoothly transitioned to another storyline.
*Call of Duty*'s pacing was rapid, completing one mission and immediately shifting to another event.
"Allen, the members of Task Force 141 have completed their mission flawlessly."
Shepherd: "Task Force 141 are all elites. I hope you can live up to expectations."
The end of one mission perfectly set up the next, with seamless timing and no awkward transitions.
It felt as if the player was observing events unfolding in a parallel universe from a God's-eye view, only occasionally getting the urge to take control of a character for a thrill.
The techniques for expanding and advancing the plot were incredibly skilled, making it hard to imagine why the "old thief" hadn't achieved fame earlier.
Perhaps he had been deep-diving into a niche genre of games and only recently transitioned?
Or maybe he had been making eroge all along?
Mo Zhi, multitasking, mused about the mission acceptance, finding the theme somewhat unsettling.
"Don't speak E, alright."
The mission was to go undercover near Makarov, the warmonger, human trafficker, and butcher of races.
In the promotional video, Makarov had raised his gun at her. She, playing Private Allen, would likely die by Makarov's hand.
The specific reason was unclear; she could only discover it by playing the game.
As for whether there would be a twist... who cared? The thrill came first!
*Clang!*
The sound of a chambered round echoed, and several grim-faced men carrying heavy machine guns appeared before Mo Zhi's eyes.
Makarov glanced at Mo Zhi and said coldly, "Remember, don't speak E."
The opening immediately set the tone!
Mo Zhi followed the men out of the elevator, into what seemed to be an airport waiting hall.
Streams of passengers awaited their flights.
Little did they know, death had arrived.
As soon as the four emerged from the elevator, they raised their weapons without a word and opened fire on the people in the hall.
!!!!
What?!
Mo Zhi was stunned. An airport massacre?
Then, boundless rage surged through her. "You sons of bitches, you have no humanity!"
"I'll kill you!"
She abandoned all restraint, raised her gun, and shot Makarov dead.
Game Restart.
Clearly, Makarov was a crucial NPC, and she couldn't attack him here.
"Damn it!"
After a moment, Mo Zhi managed to suppress her anger. "Sorry, the immersion was too strong; I couldn't help myself for a moment."
'It's fine, if it were me, I would have killed him even faster!'
'Is this what those international terrorist groups do in the news? These people deserve to have their lineage wiped out!'
'Even though I know some villains do such things, seeing it firsthand still ignites uncontrollable anger.'
'Gotta say, the old thief is really bold!'
'Damn it all, please leave the chance to personally kill Makarov to the player!'
...
The viewers were furious, their comments exploding. The scene was too bloody, and it was clear many were severely impacted.
Mo Zhi knew she couldn't kill Makarov at this moment, so she resigned herself to going with the flow.
However, as one of the perpetrators, she was directly opposed to the victims.
The airport security immediately shot her down the moment Mo Zhi hesitated.
Alas, it's just a game.
Mo Zhi comforted herself, revived, and turned her gun on her attackers, eliminating them.
The one-sided slaughter continued for over ten minutes.
By this time, the nation's defense forces had rapidly assembled outside, surrounding them.
Makarov: "Everyone, prepare yourselves. I've been anticipating this moment for so long."
"So have we!"
"Let us unleash our killing spree!"
...
Look at that, is that human language?
Mo Zhi, who had lived her life in times of peace, felt a physical discomfort hearing Makarov and his group's conversation.
A love for peace was ingrained in the very core of every Dragon Country citizen.
But maintaining peace required immense strength.
Only through power could one deter others. Mo Zhi felt she had a faint grasp of the core message this game intended to convey.
"Brothers, I'm not sure if my understanding is correct," Mo Zhi said. "I believe the old thief portrayed real war and massacres so realistically not just to stimulate players' senses. I believe he wouldn't be so vulgar."
"Therefore, from a deeper perspective, by realistically depicting the brutality of war, he aims to showcase the pain war brings to cities, nations, and humanity, and to advocate for peace."
"After all, this game is targeted at the entire world. As the first AAA masterpiece to go global, it's fitting to first showcase Dragon Country's core value of loving peace."
"It's even a form of cultural export."
Many viewers agreed with Mo Zhi's analysis.
'As is well known, rabbits are always gentle and peace-loving.'
'Cultural export... I'm tearing up. I never thought we'd reach a point where we could use that term for domestic games.'
'We've always had foreign cultures exporting to us; today, we will counter-export culture abroad!'
'Streamer, stop reflecting, the enemy's guns are pointed at your face.'
...
The audience chatted animatedly, and Mo Zhi earnestly read their opinions. As her gaze shifted back to the game, enemy gun barrels were already shoved into her mouth.
"Holy crap!"
Mo Zhi immediately fought back.
The shootout didn't last long. Makarov's sole aim was to create chaos and profit from war; he valued his own life more than anyone.
The backup personnel had been arranged in advance.
Mo Zhi followed Makarov into a secret passage.
Seeing the waiting ambulance, Mo Zhi couldn't help but exclaim:
"These guys' plan is truly meticulous. An ambulance is definitely the best escape tool right now."
Recognizing the familiar scene, Mo Zhi's grip on her weapon tightened.
"Hahaha, we've sent a resounding signal; the war is about to begin!" the escort exclaimed excitedly.
After getting into the car, Makarov turned and extended his hand to Mo Zhi, his eyes shadowed. He said faintly, "That's not the signal..."
Mo Zhi dared not extend her hand and turned to run!
Seeing Mo Zhi flee, Makarov was not surprised. He calmly drew his pistol and aimed it at the back of Mo Zhi's head, "This is."
*Bang!*
Makarov: "The Americans thought they could plot against us. After discovering this body... the entire White Bear will let out a roar of vengeance."