PFC Chapter 12 I heard that the wingman is the origin of the baby set.
Chapter 12 I heard that the wingman is the origin of the baby set.
"Okay, this kind of fast-paced, high-speed bullet hell shooting is indeed quite interesting."
Sam tried entering the game and randomly shot down a few enemy planes.
It must be said that although this looks like a reskinned work with nothing new, Lin Lixin did find a lot of room for improvement.
The faster gameplay and smoother screen scrolling provided him with a great sense of enjoyment.
It plays like 'Giant Plate Pro'.
"But without innovative gameplay, those nostalgia fans will... Oh, let me deal with this elite first."
Just as Sam was about to give his assessment, a new enemy appeared ahead.
Unlike those lowly minions that were obviously weaklings, it has a new red paint job and a distinctly different model.
Although this was Sam's first time encountering the elite players, it wasn't his first time playing the game.
In the blink of an eye, the outcome was decided.
Accompanied by a crude pixelated explosion effect, something seemed to fly out from the center of the explosion.
"Score-boosting items?"
Sam cautiously maneuvered his fighter jet and fired another round. After confirming that it wasn't some deathrattle from the little elite monster, he slowly piloted his fighter jet closer to pick it up.
The arcade machine's speakers emitted new sound effects, telling Sam that he seemed to have received some kind of upgrade.
He no longer needed to ask Lin Lixin what was going on, because the improvement was truly as he saw it.
A muffled communication tone came from the speakers, but it became clearer and clearer.
Sam heard it clearly; it seemed to be a communication from the aircraft carrier he had been on at the beginning. They had dispatched two new carrier-based aircraft, which were heading to the front lines.
Then, two fighter jets, significantly smaller than his, suddenly flew out from the bottom of the screen, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before stopping on either side of him, flying in sync.
That's a wingman!
The two wingmen followed closely behind the protagonist, responding almost synchronously to all of Sam's actions, as if they were truly his closest comrades-in-arms.
"Fire!"
Still caught up in the exhilarating communication, Sam slammed the fire button, and the three planes immediately unleashed a barrage of fire.
Although these two wingmen are a bit small, their firepower is by no means lacking.
The continuous "rat-a-tat-tat" of the airborne machine guns wiped out the newly formed fighter squadron in the blink of an eye.
A fuzzy communication also came through the speakers at just the right moment; it was a comrade praising him.
Lin Lixin's "1942" has been greatly improved upon the original, and it can be said that it is the best he has done within his capabilities.
Almost no processor performance is wasted.
The ability to insert such "communication sound effects" into a game in this era where the file size is at most only a few tens of kilobytes is thanks to the audio compression algorithm he temporarily wrote.
Lost in thought, Lin Lixin suddenly heard Sam let out a desperate wail.
He looked over and saw that it was a heavy bomber.
Despite his superior skills, Sam was still at a disadvantage due to his lack of experience and accidentally got grazed.
Two wingmen suddenly darted forward, breaking away from Sam's command, and flew headlong towards the heavy bomber that was about to destroy them.
"boom!"
As the sound effects rang out, the two wingmen transformed into two balls of fire, sinking the bomber whose health was almost depleted.
Sam's eyes were bloodshot with rage. His comrade-in-arms, who had just fought alongside him, had lost his life because of his stupidity!
He charged into the massive fireball, and in a daze, he saw a new prop and crashed into it without hesitation.
The item was labeled POW, and Sam, who had played countless games, immediately understood what it meant.
This is a power-up.
"I'll fucking fight you to the death!"
The number of machine guns on the fighter jet was suddenly upgraded from two to four, making up for the lack of firepower after losing the wingman.
Sam was completely bloodthirsty, his adrenaline was surging, and his heart rate was soaring.
He had never felt this emotion before, only when he first played the Iron Plate Formation.
Lin Lixin looked at Sam so engrossed and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
To ensure that most ordinary people wouldn't spend an entire afternoon playing with just one coin, he made some minor adjustments to the difficulty level.
Unlike home consoles, arcade games rely heavily on coin-operated rates for profitability.
Only arcade machines that can continuously generate revenue for merchants are good arcade machines.
Otherwise, if it turns out to be critically acclaimed but commercially unsuccessful, then there will be no one to blame but ourselves.
With Lin Lixin's new design, the stronger the player, the more enemies the level will throw in, to ensure that the player is always under pressure.
This design, besides generating revenue, is also key to maintaining player interest.
To offset some of the frustration of "resetting to zero upon death," he also added the function of "sacrificing abilities to extend life."
In the game, this manifests as the sacrifice of his comrades that Sam just witnessed.
It must be said that Lin Lixin's design of the difficulty curve is absolutely top-notch.
Even a seasoned veteran like Sam was unknowingly tricked to death by the system.
Sam stared at the "Game Over" sign in front of him for a long time before he could calm down.
"I was wrong, I was so wrong."
"This isn't some reskinned game," Sam said, his eyes fixed intently on Lin Lixin. "This is a genuine, next-generation flight shooter!"
He's willing to guarantee that this weapon upgrade system will become the design paradigm for future flight shooting games!
Lin Lixin has created another miracle!
Lin Lixin smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.
In fact, this system hides a real killer feature that Sam has not yet realized.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to remind them, saying that these little tricks are most interesting when players discover them themselves.
【Ding! 】
[Investor approval for the task has been completed]
[Reward Received]: All Attributes +5 (Only if already obtained)
[An extra reward for timely completion]: Skill Pack x1
+5 to all attributes may not seem like much, but for Lin Lixin, whose attributes are mostly in the single digits, it's more than double the previous amount.
In particular, the recently unlocked graphics system has also received an upgrade in attribute points.
It seems that the more abilities one possesses, the greater the benefit of increasing all attributes.
"I've learned by analogy. It seems I should add more evenly in the future."
Lin Lixin opened his eyes again, his mind clearer than ever before.
Everything he had ever mastered, in one way or another, helped with other things.
Applicable experience is automatically extracted and extrapolated to other tasks.
Lin Lixin felt that his coding skills had made a qualitative leap even though he hadn't learned anything new.
This kind of improvement is on a completely different dimension.
"Sam, stop playing around, we still have things to do."
After calming down, Lin Lixin stopped Sam, who was about to insert coins for another round.