This Game Is Too Realistic

Rolling red sand rolled on the horizon, and a dead city could be faintly seen in the noisy dust.

The towering skyscraper was broken in the middle, with a piece of debris that looked like a space elevator embedded in the middle.

The remaining glass curtain wall reflects faint light in the wind and sand, illuminating the deserted and dilapidated alley below.

There are unknown dangers hidden behind the broken windows, and mutated hyenas with fangs and sharp mouths linger under the rusted billboards.

A cloaked woman stood on a nearby dune, holding a telescope and looking in the direction of the skyscrapers.

After a while, a mutant eagle owl with brown feathers and brown spots flew over with its wings flapping and landed on her shoulder.

After looking into the sharp pupils for a moment, she reached out and touched the feathers of the mutated eagle owl, and then threw it into the sky.

呷-

The eagle owl roared loudly and disappeared into the billowing dust.

And the woman in the cloak disappeared on the sand dunes.

After a while, the wind and sand smoothed out her footprints, as if no one had ever been there.

This is a big desert.

If Luoxia Province is a forbidden area for life, then this is a forbidden area for civilization.

No one can leave any trace here.

No one would remember the name of this street or this area of ​​town, and even if they did, it would be meaningless.

Not only the nomads in the desert are migrating with the wind and sand, but also the stacked sand dunes.

The reference object that is still exposed on the surface today may become the entrance to the underground world tomorrow. The high-rise buildings that were still standing yesterday may collapse in a few days.

The only thing that can mark this area is a special string containing longitude and latitude information.

Although there is no orbital satellite navigation, people living in the wasteland can always find alternatives...

【G1178, A2249】

Dark green floating point numbers flashed on the off-road vehicle's central control screen, shaking along with the bumpy body.

The man sitting in the driver's seat once again confirmed that the coordinates were correct. He stepped on the brakes and removed the assault rifle hanging on the inside of the door. He pushed open the heavy door and got out of the car.

Steel linings covered his whole body, and the thick armor made two pits in the sand.

Attention all units, we are approaching the coordinate area...Act as planned.

receive.

At the same time as the man got off the off-road vehicle, off-road vehicles painted in desert colors also arrived at their respective locations.

The car door opened with a clang, and figures armed to the teeth quickly got out of the car.

They wore desert-colored exoskeletons, held streamlined rifles in their hands, and hung an armband to mark their identity.

The armband depicts a scorpion with a sharp tail needle, and the logo of the Enlightenment Society is printed on the scorpion's back.

Their name is Desert Scorpions.

They are not only the sharp blades in the hands of the Enlightenment Society, but also the existence in this desert that makes countless wastelanders talk about it.

After all, this is a forbidden area of ​​civilization, a basement lower than the floor.

The wastelanders active in this area don't even have exoskeletons, they don't even have a few decent rifles, and the only protective equipment they have is at most a few sets of unpowered armor patchworked together.

The Enlightenment Association not only has exoskeletons and light and heavy firepower weapons produced in black boxes, but not long ago it even absorbed the military technology and tactical thinking of the Southern Army.

This thing is much easier than awakening.

Regardless of whether they are serious or not serious wastelanders or mutant organizations, if they encounter these guys, they will be hung up and beaten.

Perhaps feeling the chill under the smoke and dust, looking at this group of human soldiers with live ammunition, even the aliens hiding in the ruins couldn't help but shrink their necks and hide their claws in fear.

About 120 soldiers divided into three groups and quietly surrounded the half-collapsed skyscraper in the center of the city. They then alternately covered the building and moved forward, closing the siege net in an orderly manner.

Standing on a sand dune not far away, Malik, the captain of the Desert Scorpion, held a telescope in his hand and stared expressionlessly at the cut-off building not far away, quietly waiting for something.

Not long after, the voice of his subordinates came from the communication channel.

...The signal transmitter was found on the top of the ruins, about 100 meters above the ground.

There was no surprise in his subordinate's answer, Malik said calmly.

Enter the ruins.

yes!

The team leader operating the drone responded, looked at the soldier squatting on the ground beside him, clenched his right fist, and waved forward cleanly.

Ten soldiers wearing exoskeletons immediately took the order and rushed forward quickly against the wall under the cover of their teammates.

At the same time, two attack drones with hanging gun barrels quietly approached both sides of the team, and followed the team towards the ruins of the skyscraper.

The dusty glass walls reflected figures filled with a chilling air.

A man with a beard walked next to Malik, hooked his index finger on his collar and loosened his scarf, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of the wreckage of the building.

A radio signal was discovered in the no-man's land. The signal contains encrypted coordinates. The decoded coordinates are the location of the signal source... What is the purpose of that guy doing such a boring thing?

His name is Varun, he is the deputy team of Desert Scorpion and Malik's old partner.

I don't know, Malik replied casually, looking at the building in the distance and continued, But if I had to guess, he probably wants to contact our opponent... Based on this assumption, this guy should not be in the alliance. The person is most likely a dog raised by the alliance.

Although the Eastern Empire is also suspected of doing this, the group of Weirant people are actually not very concerned about the Enlightenment Society.

The tyrannical emperor cared more about real interests than the interests of the distant future and the height of civilization.

Only the Alliance wants everything.

In short, there are only a few forces relatively close to the great desert, so the elimination method is enough.

Warren raised his eyebrows.

Who do you think that dog could be?

Malik grinned and said with a sneer.

I guess it's an old friend from the past, at least someone who knows us, but who knows?

The Enlightenment Society is not the only enemy of the Alliance, it can even be said that the whole world is full of enemies.

Under such a situation, it is extremely reasonable for a force outside the desert to choose to support a secret organization that opposes the Enlightenment Society within the desert.

For example, in the past two years, an organization called Watchmen has emerged, confronting them everywhere and often ruining their good deeds.

Malik's intuition told him that the signal tower deployed here was probably the work of Watchmen.

Or even worse, it’s someone related to them.

Thinking of this, Malik couldn't help but curl up into a cruel smile.

It’s time to settle the old accounts.

In less than a minute, the ten-man team that took the lead in taking action quickly occupied the entrance of the building, controlled the safe passage under the cover of two drones, and advanced up the stairs.

Not long after, the squad leader's voice came through the communication channel.

This is a team, we have controlled the signal transmitter... The facilities here are powered by mobile power supply equipment, and no trace of the sender has been found!

These rats! Warren, standing next to Malik, cursed.

The expression on Malik's face was also a little gloomy, but he wasn't too surprised.

Powering mobile devices, remotely starting signaling devices... these operations are just basic operations.

He would do the same thing if he were in the same position.

Looking on the bright side, at least the communication equipment and power supply are still there, which means they didn't succeed in connecting.

After a pause, Malik continued.

At least we are ahead of the league, and we may be able to use this opportunity to give them some color.

Upon hearing Malik's idea, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on Varun's face.

That's a good idea!

When the Alliance people followed the clues to find him, they happened to run into their guns.

This will not only cause the alliance to suffer a loss, but it may also cause internal strife between the alliance and its own dog.

Malik smiled lightly, without any hint of humility, and instead started arranging the deployment of personnel.

He organized the troops of more than 120 people into twelve squads and three groups.

While dispatching three additional teams to the building, he ordered the other two groups to hide quietly on the east and west sides of the target building, ready to provide support at any time.

A dragnet is quietly laid out, just waiting for the prey to get in on its own!

As for the terminal transmitting radio signals, Malik thought for a while and finally did not alert the enemy. Instead, he arranged for an off-road vehicle carrying electronic listening equipment to monitor its transmitted signals to prevent changes.

All preparations are in place.

Malik and Warren also turned back to the off-road vehicle, drove into the abandoned city in front of them, and hid in the window of a shop along the street.

The next step is to wait.

Malik believed that with the alliance's insistence on enlightenment, this clue would not be missed.

As long as you throw this bait down, you will definitely catch fish. At most, it will be the difference between big fish and small fish.

For this reason, he didn't mind spending a few days waiting. As long as a fish took the bait, everything would be worth it.

After turning off the engine of the off-road vehicle, Malik got out of the vehicle, and there happened to be a deafening roar above his head.

Plane! Flying from the south to the north, it should be flying from the Ravenka Industrial Area!

Warren stuck his head out of the display window and took a look, with an expression of astonishment on his face, but also a hint of happiness.

It seems that although they are a step faster, they are not much faster than the people in the alliance.

However, even if it is only one step faster, it is still fast.

Their people had already hid in the ruins in advance, and the plane should have found nothing.

They are probably here to explore the way...their people should be arriving soon. After retreating from the damaged window, Valen looked back at Malik who was standing aside and said.

The latter obviously thought so, and nodded seriously, then pointed his index finger on the side of the helmet.

...Attention all units, people from the Alliance are coming soon, hide it and don't let them find it!

Wait until the prey gets into the cage before you attack!

After giving the order neatly, Malik waited for the answers from the various ministries. However, the communication channel was eerily quiet, with only the faint murmur of electricity.

Frowning his brows slightly, Malik suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Although the communication situation in the desert is extremely unstable and intermittent signals often occur, it is logically unlikely that such a situation would occur at such a close distance.

...This is Malik. Attention all units. Please answer if you hear me! Repeat it. Please answer if you hear me...

Still no response!

The ominous premonition lingering in my heart had turned into a warning sign. At the same time, the crackling sound of gunshots suddenly sounded, followed by a deafening explosion.

It's in the direction of the building! Warren, who was squatting by the window, had a look of panic in his eyes and hurriedly turned back to look at Malik.

The latter quickly ran to the window, but did not look at the skyscraper, but looked at the sky against the dazzling light.

I saw an imperceptible white light floating in the cloudless sky.

That's a small parachute!

There seems to be something hanging under the parachute!

Staring at the white light through the helmet's eyepiece, Malik's pupils instantly narrowed and he yelled loudly.

Electromagnetic shielding! Damn it! They've found us!

No--

etc!

Suddenly realizing something, Malik quickly looked towards the skyscraper with loud gunfire, and the anger written in his eyes gradually turned into shock and horror.

A drop of cold sweat streaked across his forehead and dripped into his collar.

Those guys have always been there...

It's not so much that people from the Alliance discovered them, it's more that those guys are waiting for them here! Watch them take the bait!

It’s too late to hesitate!

Malik reached out and grabbed Varun's shoulders, staring at the confused face with red eyes.

We're ambushed! Hurry! Fire the signal flare! Tell the brothers hiding in the ruins to retreat!

Okay, okay...what?! Retreat?! Warren, who was loading the flare gun, was stunned. He looked at his boss incomprehensibly, not understanding what this guy wanted to do.

and--

What is an ambush?

Aren't they ambushing the Alliance?

Without any time to explain, Malik snatched the flare gun from his hand, loaded it with a green flare, and shot it into the sky without saying a word.

A flash of green smoke shot up into the sky, and soon a dark green light bloomed!

Regardless of whether others saw it or not, Malik ran back to the SUV without saying a word, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Although he didn’t know what was going on with his boss, Warren followed him back to the car.

After hastily starting the engine, he looked at the boss sitting in the passenger seat and was about to ask, but before he could open his mouth, the latter shouted urgingly.

Quick! Drive!

Warren asked stammering, holding the steering wheel tightly.

Go, where?

Malik's face turned gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and growled.

No matter where you go! Get out of here first!

The gunfire outside became more and more rapid.

Realizing that something was wrong, Valen did not dare to hesitate and quickly stepped on the accelerator.

The off-road vehicle's engine roared like a monster, and the rotating wheels pushed the body out of the window.

He turned the steering wheel with both hands and turned left, trying to return to the outside of the city along the original road, but at this moment he heard a crisp sound!

That was the sound of the car window being shot through by a bullet, and it was the last sound he heard in his life.

The mass bullet with several times the speed of sound shattered the helmet in an instant, and even broke half of the seat!

Red and white sprayed out together, and Warren's head was sprinkled across half of the car like a mashed watermelon.

The off-road vehicle lost control and hit the roadside.

Malik, whose face was poured with hot blood, felt his heart stop and his whole body became cold.

He almost instinctively opened the car door and jumped out. Before the second gunshot rang out, he rolled and crawled into a nearby window while shouting loudly on the communication channel.

Sniper!

Communication blocking continues.

Naturally, no one could hear that sound.

At the same time, on the sand dunes 800 meters away, the [Desert Eagle] covered in a desert-colored camouflage net was holding a thick and long Gauss sniper rifle in front of him.

The power of this shot is so powerful that even powered armor has to go around it, no matter how many levels of awakened beings it is, they have to kneel down!

How cowardly! Looking at the target who fled into the shops along the street, he lightly clicked his tongue and raised his index finger to close the charging capacitor.

That guy probably didn't dare to come out for a while.

But it doesn’t matter.

There are people from the Desert Corps around here, there is no way he can escape!

On the other side, in the ruins of the skyscraper, the fierce fighting continues!

Flickering tracers shuttled freely through the corridors, accompanied by loud explosions from time to time.

The soldier with the scorpion printed on his exoskeleton had panic written all over his face. He fired hastily into the darkness not far away while dragging his injured teammates to evacuate out of the building.

The scene was chaotic.

What rang out in the darkness was not just gunshots and explosions, but also curses and yells.

This is a group here! We were attacked by unknown armed forces!

He's from the Alliance!!

Damn it! Our communication system is blocked!

Flag flare! It's a flare!

Captain, let us retreat!

Retreat?! What a joke! They have surrounded us! Without support we will all die here!

The expression of fear was printed on every face, and every dark room made the Enlightenment soldiers present couldn't help but tighten the strings in their heads.

Forced to fight on their own, they don't know how many opponents there are, or even how many of their own people are left...

The team that first broke into the building was the first to be hit hard!

When the Alliance planes passed by, they were searching and deploying defenses on the top floor of the ruins of the building. They did not notice that the Alliance soldiers were ambushing right under their noses!

And hearing the roar of the fighter jets whizzing by, the Alliance soldiers lurking in the shadows immediately opened the fluorescent identification strips on the exoskeleton, revealing the weapons hidden in the darkness!

Led by the [Talan Raiders], about thirty players from the Desert Corps launched a surprise attack.

Using the cover of communication shielding and familiarity with the terrain in advance, they worked in groups of three and defeated nearly forty Enlightenment soldiers scattered in the building one by one!

And until the gunshot pierced the silence, the team on the top floor alone had been reduced by half!

But others, due to communication shielding, had no idea until the gunfire rang out!

I will fight with you!!!

Finally, a lone Desert Scorpion could no longer hold back the fear in his heart. With a roar, he reached out of the bunker with the rifle in his hand and fired towards the flickering corridor.

His index finger was almost welded to the trigger, and the bullets he fired rolled towards the figure that was so fast that it was almost invisible!

The flickering tracers jumped and danced on the sharp-edged armor, as fast as a gust of wind, almost brushing against the whistling hail of bullets and hitting him in front of him.

The Desert Scorpion's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was only one thought left in his paste-like brain -

So fast! ! !

Almost as soon as he saw the other party's movements clearly, the other party was already rushing into his face.

This is not over yet!

The bright sword light struck his face like lightning. Caught off guard, he almost subconsciously raised his hand and raised the rifle in his hand to block it.

Boom——!

The huge force shocked him to the point of pain!

And through that moment of pause, he finally saw clearly the cold light tearing through steel!

That's an outward-flaring blade!

The curved blade is like the sickle on the mantis' arm!

His pupils were filled with fear.

However, before he had time to react, the sharp cold light split open his helmet without losing momentum, and pierced his skull with a dang sound.

Three.

After easily getting rid of an obstructive super soldier, the player in power armor silently counted their heads, and then kicked away the lifeless corpse.

Seeing the bloody scene, the soldiers of the Enlightenment Society squatting behind the bunker not far away panicked one by one.

Worried that they would fall into the same fate, they all raised their weapons and desperately greeted the fierce guy.

The tracer nails fired by the rocket are like scratching an itch on the power armor, so the armor-piercing projectiles fired by the rocket launcher can pose some threat.

But it's easy to hide from that thing.

Especially in such straight corridors and corridors.

That's it?

Facing the rain of bullets coming towards him, the Gao Wan grinned ferociously, shook off the blood that stuck to the mantis knife, and then killed him without dodging!

But at this moment, the little scorpions standing opposite him were all frightened. They could no longer maintain their morale, which was on the verge of collapse, and turned around and ran away like they were dying!

The bloody massacre continues.

It’s not just the fighting inside the building, it’s the same outside the building!

The Desert Scorpions who were ambushing on the east and west sides of the ruins of the skyscraper did not wait to hit their prey. Instead, they became the turtles locked in the cage, dying under the stormy offensive of the Desert Corps. , run away!

A dozen off-road vehicles scattered like birds and beasts towards the desert outside the city. However, as soon as they reached the exit of the city, they were blown up by anti-armor missiles that chased after them.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the soldiers who were abandoned finally dropped their weapons and raised their hands in despair in the face of continuous casualties and surrendered.

They had never suffered a loss in a close firefight, but this time they were kicked on the iron plate!

And a certain second- and third-tier corps that had been playing catch-up throughout the Southern Barbarian Invasion expansion pack was finally feeling proud this time!

Although it was fought so beautifully thanks to the help of a few Sanren bosses, most of the battles were fought by the players in the corps themselves.

Looking at the more than thirty prisoners who took off their equipment and squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands, [Talan Raider] had a cheerful smile on his face.

Haha! It's such a joy!

After sitting on the bench for so long, it’s my turn to show off!

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(Thanks to the leader of Fireline God, please save me for the reward!!!)