This Game Is Too Realistic

Inside the half-collapsed abandoned building.

Carl, who was lying on the side of the damaged fence, held the sniper rifle in his hand, aimed at the street 800 meters away, and pulled the trigger from time to time to clean up the targets exposed outside the bunker.

The view here is very wide, the whole street is shrouded under his gun, even if a mouse wants to sneak in here, it can't escape his eyes.

The fifth...die!

In the scope, a survivor carrying a bazooka burst out a stream of blood mist from the back of his head. The survivor next to him seemed to be taken aback, but he didn't panic. He immediately bent down to pick up the bazooka in his hand, and hid in the bunker next to him with the others.

This group of mice that can't be killed...how many more are there!

Cursing inwardly, Carl took a deep breath, pulled the bolt skillfully to eject the shell, began to look for the next target, and continued to pull the trigger to fire.

Team C has approached the enemy and is engaged in a fierce firefight with local survivors.

The battle at the entrance of the Huayuan Street subway station was extremely tragic. The bullets of the machine gun woven a web of death on the empty street!

However, the intensive firepower did not scare the survivors. Even if their teammates were smashed into a sieve, they would still attack heroically.

This made Karl feel unbelievable. He couldn't imagine what kind of courage it was, let alone what made them so fearless.

Even though he had successfully suppressed at least 3 teams and dragged down at least a dozen people, the situation of Team C did not improve, and was still dragged into a bitter battle by the crowd tactics of these survivors.

The voices of teammates came from the communication channel.

Damn it, I've already shot out a drum. If it wasn't in the northern suburbs, I would have thought our opponent was 'The Wave'!

Carl! How many people have you seen!

Forty... no, maybe fifty, Carl said, licking his cracked lips, aiming at his prey, you better prepare for a tough fight, as far as I can see It's like an ant when it reaches the target!

Grass! I never heard that there are so many survivors in the northern suburbs. Did they all come?!

perhaps.

Iron fist rocket launcher, Eripper rifle, and the 60cm bayonet inherited from the Legion!

Looking at these familiar equipment, Carl's eyelids twitched wildly, always feeling ominous.

He can be sure that they are not members of the legion, so there is only one possibility, they have defeated the legion at least once on the frontal battlefield!

Even if it's just the remnants of the Legion!

It is impossible to defeat the legion on the frontal battlefield with these cannon fodder alone, unless they have other cards.

At this time, there was a sudden movement downstairs.

As a professional scout in the team, Carl's nerves tensed instantly. He immediately put away his sniper rifle, drew out the pistol stuck in his waist, and approached the door with low footsteps.

The movement downstairs seemed to disappear.

Most of the walls here are damaged, and only the load-bearing walls are barely intact. Most of the rest of the space has become a paradise for alien species. In addition to the gnawers, there are also some mutant mice and cockroaches.

He didn't clean up the alien species in the whole building.

But he can be sure that the movement is definitely not from a different species!

Thinking of the suspected awakened target he saw yesterday, Karl felt his heart hit his throat.

There was silence all around.

He was so quiet that he could even hear his own heartbeat.

Looking at the crazily flashing signal lights on the communication channel, a drop of cold sweat rolled across Karl's forehead.

He knew that he couldn't delay here any longer, and he had to move to a new sniper point as soon as possible to provide support for the struggling C team!

I can only take the initiative to attack!

Heartbroken, he grabbed the pistol, walked out of the room carefully, and groped towards the next room. There's a two-step-wide hole there that allows a direct descent to the floor below.

Listening to the sound of movement, it should be near the safe passage. After going down, just pass through the corridor to the entrance of the safe passage, and you can kill them from behind by surprise!

When his feet touched the ground, Karl squatted down, but just as he was about to get close to the wall, an arrow flew past his head!

Grass!

Startled, Karl cursed angrily, leaned out of the cover and fired three shots in the direction of the arrow, and pulled out the grenade with the other hand without hesitation, and threw it forward.

boom--!

The fragmentation grenade detonated, and shrapnel raged in the empty hall, attracting eaters from the next room.

Karl didn't panic at all. The number of people on the opposite side was unknown, and there was only one person on his side. The more chaotic the situation, the better it would be for him.

That's why he didn't clear out the alien species on the adjacent floors!

When necessary, those nibblers will be his most reliable shield, covering his transfer between floors!

At this moment, another cold arrow flew past his head and nailed to the concrete wall behind him.

Carl sneered in his heart.

bow and arrow?

In what age, there are still people using this kind of primitive weapon. Dare to challenge yourself without even a gun, it's really tiring!

Apart from sneak attacks, is that all you have—

Before the last half of the syllable could be uttered, a loud explosion came from behind Karl. He didn't notice that on the arrow shot earlier, there were three round tubes that were as thick as thumbs tied to the side of the arrow body.

The 3X50g charge exploded instantly, and the 3X20 steel balls exploded like a shower, sweeping and wreaking havoc in the room. Caught off guard, Karl's back was blown to a bloody mess, and he screamed out in pain.

ah--!

Howling and blood squeezed out of Karl's throat together.

In the smoke, a figure walked towards him.

Responding almost instinctively, Karl reluctantly raised his pistol and fired several shots at the man, but only saw a string of sparks from the bullet hitting the man's breastplate, which did not hurt the slightest bit like tickling.

The magazine is empty.

Despair was written on Carl's face.

The man walked up to him, casually reached out and held his right hand holding the gun, and easily took the pistol out of his hand.

And easily crushed his wrist.

Seeing the famous red target curled up on the ground and howling like a maggot, Lao Bai looked down at the scratches on his breastplate, and couldn't help but praise.

Damn, this armor is too easy to use!

It is indeed the armor that the manager once used!

Ordinary bullets can't penetrate at all!

At most, let him add a few medals of honor to his breastplate!

Gu Feng, who came from the next room with a javelin, glanced at the man curled up on the ground screaming.

What is he saying?

Fang Chang: Probably begging for mercy? This is usually done in movies.

Lao Bai looked at Fang Chang and asked: Talking about the reward mission, did you say that you want to keep prisoners?

Fang Chang thought for a moment and said: 200 silver coins should be a guarantee. I think this sniper is very useful. Why don't you keep it... Ye Shi, what are you playing?

Damn, this sniper rifle is too handsome!

Holding the sniper rifle he picked up from the ground, Ye Shi repeatedly rubbed his right hand against the barrel, his eyes sparkled, as if he had discovered a treasure.

The light green casing, the thick receiver, the length full of security and the muzzle flash hider all demonstrate its power. What fascinates him the most is that the optical sight on the upper guide rail has a maximum magnification of 6 times, and the magnification and focal length are adjustable!

This is much better than the earthen telescope he bought from the NPC shop!

I've decided, Ye Shiyi looked at Fang Chang seriously, I'll call it a cannon from now on!

Hearing this name, Fang Chang couldn't help complaining.

Can you choose a slightly less earthy name?

Ye Shi rolled his eyes.

Cut, no amount of soil can compare to your Dawnbreaker soil.

Where is the soil at dawn!!

...Okay, there are still people outside, Kuang Feng said, looking at the street outside through the window of the corridor, 200 silver coins have already been obtained, what should I say? Do you want to continue?

Staring at the street full of gunshots below, Fang Chang suddenly felt his heart move, looked at Ye Shi and said.

Ye Shi, can I call from here?

Let me see!

Ye Shi, holding a sniper rifle, leaned over to the window, glanced outside, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's a little far away, and the angle is not OK...but it shouldn't be a big problem.

The distance on the map is 800 meters, we are now on the 19th floor, Fang Chang shook his shoulder, The brother who pulled the big bolt first in the team, it's up to you.

...

Eight hundred meters away.

Entrance of Fa Yuen Street subway station.

The sound of gunfire continued, and the whole street was in chaos.

The players used earth-made smoke bombs made of phosphorus, potassium nitrate and white sugar to seal the smoke on the street, and threw earth grenades made of black powder. The bullets of miscellaneous weapons seemed to be free of charge, and they all aimed at the mercenaries. The position was greeted, and the position was advanced to the middle of the street in just three minutes.

Fire! Fire!

Damn, how many of them are there!

I don't know! All I know is that if I continue to fight like this, I will lose all my bullets!

The pungent smell of gunpowder filled the entire road, and bullets whized in the air.

The flames sprayed by the machine gun made Lambert's face red. At first he only fired in bursts, but later he had to shoot to deal with it. By now, the barrel of the gun was already hot.

However, even so, it still couldn't stop the tide-like offensive of these survivors!

Are these people crazy? !

Aren't they afraid of death!

In order to prevent being overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people, Team C's defense line had to be withdrawn again and again, and finally retreated to the entrance of the Huayuan Street subway station

Lambert, who had remounted the machine gun, couldn't help cursing in the communication channel.

Damn it! Where's Karl! Is that idiot asleep?

I have a bad feeling...

No matter what premonition you have, hold your position for me! Our A and B teams are still under the subway—

While speaking, the teammate next to Lambert's chest had a stream of blood mist, and before he could even groan, he fell to the ground.

Sniper!

Lambert was terrified and was about to retreat when two more rockets pierced the smoke, one rushed into the subway station, and the other hit the concrete and stone bunker in front of them.

The flames of the explosion almost scorched his hair, and Lambert, who fell to the ground, rolled and crawled, grabbed his teammate's rifle and hid in the subway.

After crossing the security checkpoint and rushing all the way to the platform, he turned over and jumped into the carriage, set up his rifle and aimed at the stairs behind him.

Panting, he said.

This is Team C, the surface position has been lost, we must find a new—

Just halfway through the words, a strong wind suddenly hit the back of Lambert's head, knocking him unconscious.

Hahaha! It's back, it's back! The mosquito carrying the steel bar was so excited that he wanted to give the famous elite monster another stick.

Picking up a head in vain is really cool!

Why are you so excited? It's only 200 silver, and it's still one head short of paying back the money—what the hell?

Mole, who came with him from the next compartment, took a look at the jet-black rifle on the ground.

Reaching out to pick it up from the ground, Mole's eyes sparkled with excitement as he looked at the tactical flashlight and vertical grip hanging from the rail under the muzzle.

This rifle is handsome...

Although it's not as good as his black swan, it shouldn't be a problem to sell it for two to three hundred silver coins, right?

A pistol, and two grenades... This body armor should also work!

Zhang Hai, who was clutching his buttocks, had slipped over from the next compartment at some point, and was stroking the elite monster with his free hand, muttering while touching.

Get rich, get rich.

The mosquito and the mole looked at each other and communicated in silence.

'What has it got to do with him? '

'Ghost knows! '

...

surface.

The street adjacent to Fa Yuen Street subway station.

Looking at the gunpowder smoke in the distance, the weather was ten or twenty degrees below zero, but Liu Jiuyue felt sweat oozing from her palms.

He, who was escorting the camel team back to Brown Farm, happened to pass by here and witnessed the whole battle from beginning to end.

There was only one thought in his mind.

That is so strong!

The guard beside him swallowed, and whispered to another guard.

Finished?

Seems to be……

What is hidden in this subway station? Not only those people from the northern suburbs, but even the mercenaries from Boulder City have appeared here.

No matter what is hidden, it is not something we can manage, Liu Jiuyue swallowed after interrupting the whispering of the guards, and continued.

Go on, the battle is over.

The neighbors near the wetland park may be more powerful than they think.

He suddenly understood why Mr. Brown offered to donate food to those people...

...

The Voice of Boulder radio headquarters.

As the ace host of the radio station, House is sitting in the studio at the moment, with his feet on the table, watching the press release just sent by his colleagues.

Although it was a very relaxed posture, his expression was not relaxed, and even gradually became solemn and tense.

Suddenly, he sat up straight from his chair and looked at his colleagues standing in the studio.

The Black Snake Mercenary Group lost? Lost to a group of country bumpkins? How is this possible! Is there something wrong?!

The colleague standing in the studio shook his head and said.

You're not the only one who was surprised. I checked with the reporter from the Observatory twice, but the result was the same.

The sneak attack of the Black Snake Mercenary Group completely angered the country bumpkins in the northern suburbs. They sent at least a hundred people to encircle and suppress them. The team left by Captain Pruitt on the surface was completely annihilated, and the remaining two teams were besieged in the subway. In the station, looking at it now, it should be more ominous than good.

According to the news from the Central Casino, there are quite a few people who watched our show and placed bets today. We will broadcast this news in fifteen minutes, so prepare yourself.

After speaking, he turned and left the studio, and closed the door behind him.

House's face turned blue and white, and the hand holding the press release turned into a fist.

Although it wasn't the group of mercenaries he hired, and Prieter wasn't his acquaintance or friend, but not long ago, he bet 500 chips on the two dead members of the Black Snake Mercenary Group.

That's his full week's salary!

If the report is true, he's done nothing this week.

This group of guys who have done more than fail, are so shameful, they all go to hell! It's best not to come back!

House scolded and crumpled up the press release and threw it in the wastebasket.

He decided to write a new one, scolding the group of country bumpkins in the northern suburbs who bully the less and don't talk about martial arts!

...

Fa Yuen Street subway station is one kilometer away.

Chu Guang, wearing an exoskeleton, was sitting on a bench by the street, overlooking the smoky battlefield through a hummingbird drone connected to VM.

The player has already rushed to the entrance of the subway station. It took less than a quarter of an hour from arriving at the battlefield to taking down the subway station.

Except for the man who fled into the subway station, the other three mercenaries all died under the random gunfire of his little players.

The entrance to Vault 117 is located in the middle of the tunnel.

There are almost no bunkers to use, and it can be expected that those mercenaries will definitely guard the exit of the shelter.

A faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, Chu Guang stretched out his hand to hold the warhammer leaning on the side, and stood up from the bench.

Finally it's my turn.

...

below the surface.

In the tunnel of Fa Yuen Street subway station.

Damn! Team C is gone, we're on our own now!

Hearing the noise from the communication channel, Jerry cursed angrily, and put the rifle in his hand on the stairs next to the tunnel.

This is the only cover available in the tunnel.

The captain left them alone, and entered Vault 117 alone. As the captain of Team B, his orders were to hold the entrance at all costs.

However, even with two light machine guns and two bazookas, it still couldn't bring enough security to his heart.

They have no reinforcements.

The ones left here are the last ones.

According to the information provided by Team C, they will face ten times more troops. Jerry wasn't even sure he had enough ammunition on his side to last until the regimental leader came out of the shelter.

At this time, there was a noisy sound from the other end of the tunnel.

Not just Jerry, everyone's heart was in their throats.

A figure appeared in the tunnel.

He was wearing steel armor, holding a warhammer in his hand, and pointed at them provocatively.

The moment he saw the figure appearing in the tunnel, Jerry almost exhausted all his strength and roared out.

Fire!

Da da da--!

Orange-yellow bullets poured from both sides of the tunnel, cutting towards the man like scissors, forming a dense firepower net.

However, a jaw-dropping scene happened.

The hundreds of bullets that poured down in an instant seemed to hit an invisible wall, and there was no reaction at all.

Not even a ripple!

One-handed hammer changed to two-handed, and Lao Bai, who was in the center of the storm, shouted excitedly.

Fuck! This hammer is too awesome!

A few minutes ago, the Master Manager handed the warhammer to him, and told him that he only needs to press the button on the handle, point the hammer at the enemy, and make a mocking gesture.

Before entering the tunnel, Lao Bai was worried about whether he would be able to withstand it, but now it seems that this worry is completely unnecessary!

The nitrogen shield extended from the top of the warhammer, like a transparent umbrella, blows all the bullets fired.

The firepower net looked fierce, but it didn't touch his armor!

Come on, use some strength!

That's all you can do? Didn't you have lunch?

Lao Bai was not sure whether these elite monsters could understand his substandard Mandarin, let alone whether they could hear them who were drowned out by the gunfire.

But it doesn't matter.

Handsome is over!

Such a cool task, please be sure to come a few more!

Seeing the monster standing motionless in the center of the firepower, Jerry was terrified and quickly ordered his men to set up the bazooka.

However, before the man carrying the bazooka could pull the trigger, a bullet that was as powerful as a cannonball tore his upper body into pieces.

Jerry froze.

But in just a second, he came to his senses what had happened, and his face changed wildly in an instant.

Gauss Rifle!

These hillbillies in the northern suburbs actually have Gauss rifles!

These mercenaries were not given enough time to think about countermeasures.

Seeing Lao Bai who successfully attracted the firepower from the opposite side, Chu Guang put away his Gauss rifle, and decisively blew the whistle he was biting in his mouth.

Harsh whistles resounded through the tunnel.

The deafening shouts of killing sounded at the same time, and the players who inserted their bayonets rushed from the platform to the tunnel like a flood that broke the embankment.

Kill!

Ulla!

Demacia!

For the Master Manager!

Crush them!

The eardrums hurt from the shock of the shouting.

Seeing the cold rays coming from the darkness, Jerry's heart was filled with panic, and his will was shaken uncontrollably.

At this moment, the monster in heavy armor and charging with a hammer had already rushed in front of them. With a wave of his hand, he sent a machine gunner flying away.

Hand-to-hand combat begins.

As soon as a mercenary drew out his dagger, he was pierced into a sieve by countless bayonets.

It's over.

It's all over.

Even if their captain comes out to rescue them with the power armor, it is impossible to break out from here.

Completely losing the will to fight, Jerry threw away the weapon in his hand like crazy, raised his hands above his head, and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Stop!

We surrender!