Dhruv said to himself, "I will reach that point where none dare to trash talk about us." He increased his speed and reached the training barrack.
There, he found around 50 players assembled and waiting for him.
"Good morning, sir." All of them shout in unison.
Dhruv nodded his head at them. These guys were his special tactical squad. This tactical squad was special as all the people here had study strategies and they had experience in developing strategies for guild teams.
The enormous problem in making many players follow a tactic was establishing a command chain, and Dhruv formed this particular squad to deal with that problem. Every person standing in the tactic squad represented a group of players in the guild.
The role of the tactic team was to work on making a big plan and then go back to their groups and tell others in the group what to do. This was a temporary thing as it was not much effective, but still, the formation of this group was a great help to teach the player in the guild that there were many better ways to fight than rushing like idiots.
Dhruv started organizing his ideas while everyone in the room looked at him with respect in their eyes.
The past few days made them realize that smartness doesn't need age labels on it. Each of them realized how pathetic they were after discussing with Dhruv about strategies. Some even built the guilt that the reason their past team had not become elite was all because of their awful plans.
Dhruv did not care about them and told them about the big plan. "Now you guys divide yourself into 2 groups then."
At his instruction, they started at each other and then started forming 2 groups. Many wanted to be under Dhruv, but they were smart enough to know it was better to be more time efficient now rather than fight among themself.
After a rough divide, group 2, which had to move into the deep forest, had 30 members while the other had 20 members. Dhruv looked at them and the next moment, 5 of them voluntarily moved to the 1st group, making both parts having 25 members each.
"Good, now the group 1, please go to the guild building. The branch manager will guide you guys."
They nodded and rushed to the guild building.
Dhruv left with 25 members there. Out of 25, 3 of them were part of the group that he planned to transform into elites. For the next few hours, they started discussing the Dark forest terrain and what to do in there.
All of them knew one mistake, and both spiders and rats would feed on their dead bodies. None wanted that just before the war. After all, they wanted to show the guild their use by performing better in battle.
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In the guild building branch manager scream and scold the players even so, he also started to devise working plans. For him, it was not much of a restriction as the players needed to place in loose formation and there was no hard rule to them protecting a certain area. The chance of failure was not much until and unless the entire city player started targeting them.
The manager had a frown on his face all the time. He realized that scolding Roan in front of his little brother was not a wise thing to do. He realized that his relationship with Dhruv got ruined after the meeting.
He took out his frustration on the tactic team in front of him, and they in return started making plans to relived themselves by causing another massacre.
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There was one team that was left alone with no instruction for them. Vice looked at the depressed band in front of him, "Damn Boss is ruthless but guys, are you sure Boss will come to the city?"
Mike looked at him. "Mmm leader told me he would examine the city condition and then decide what is best for us?" he said, pointing to others in the band.
Vice stared at him then at the time, "But it's been hours. Why have we heard nothing from him? Tsk! It is such a grand chance for us to show our power to others."
Mike shook his head at him. "I think you should not do that. Everyone in the guild knows the leader has trained you for achieving a purpose. It is better if you do not expose your tactics to others." As Mike said that all the players in the Grave team looked down and depressed. They knew how they were some one-time disposable in the war and they could not even do anything to change their situations.
Vice rubbed his forehead. "I don't think waiting for Boss will do us any great. He will order us to assemble if he needs us." He turned to the squad and said, "Gear up, we will do our normal grinding. It is best for us to have a higher level when the boss came."
"Yes, sir!" Everyone on the team shouted and with a smile on their faces, they rushed to wear their equipment.
Mike looked at the scene and mumbled, "You guys are the only players I see that get so happy when you gear up." His band members nodded their heads at this.
Vice looked at them and smiled, "It is a great relieve for many on the team."
Others on the team also nodded at Vice's words.
Mike looked at them and asked, "So, what's your plan for the day?"
Vice scratched his head, "We will avoid the Chaos and go to a low-level hunting ground to do some casual grinding for a few days till things died down."
Mike looked at him in hopes, "We are coming with you right."
Vice looked at him, "Obviously, you don't have to seek my persimmon to join. After all, you are part of the primary team."
"Haha, you are still salty …" Mike and the band members also geared up.
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While the Abyss players were busy doing all these plans, the number of new players constantly increased in the city. The main reason for this was a video going viral on the forum. It was a clip of the injured Rat Emperor running in the cave mine.
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