This Game Is Too Realistic

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[Since the player chooses to make it public, this achievement will enter the Hall of Fame. 】

Zhongzhou Aerospace Experimental Base.

The players who were cleaning the battlefield received these two messages from the VM almost at the same time.

Almost at the same time, he looked dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Old white???

Nimma, isn't this guy captured?

What's the situation with this hostage? It's fine to run out by yourself, why did you grab the first kill?

Bad review! Strongly request to plan another group performance next time!

Woooooo, my first kill.

500 meters away from the experimental base.

Double decked roof.

Looking at the VM on his arm, Ye Shi's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

Damn it, Lao Bai can do it!

It's fine to kill it by yourself, but what the hell killed a Deathclaw!

As for the four-meter-tall monster with claws wishing it were as long as a leg, Ye Shi really couldn't figure out what posture Lao Bai used to turn it over.

It's probably the one we met in the morning. I remember that before we came out, the death claw seemed to have been blasted to pieces by the looters with the bazooka. Fang Chang tried to analyze.

That's outrageous enough! Ye Shiyi sighed with emotion, Hey, it's said that the power system is the early stage sequence, and the early stage is too long, right?

The combat distance is getting longer and longer, and the perception system is almost on the verge of soy sauce!

If nerve connection equipment is not popularized, the intelligence department will be boiled to death!

The presence of physique and agility is not stronger than that, and the position of the second child takes turns.

Only the power system has been strong from 0.1 to 0.9, the upgrade is fast, and the fights are fierce. Even if it is moving bricks, one trip is more than others.

Is there any reason for this?

If it weren't for Lao Bai being one of his own, Ye Shi would probably be the same as the lemon spirits on the forum, clamoring for a knife.

Uh, maybe before level 10 is considered the early stage? Fang Chang's expression was also a little subtle.

It's really embarrassing to talk about it.

Every time the version is updated, he predicts that the intellectual game is about to rise, and the result is predicted from version 0.5 to 0.9. The whole sequence seems to be forgotten by the game developer.

What about implanting prosthetics?

What about neural connection devices?

The power department is crazy!

Sure enough, muscles are the theme of this game!

Hey, let Lao Bai send a red envelope when you log off the line!

Fang Chang nodded.

Must, definitely let him make a big one!

Ye Shi said impatiently.

How long do we have to wait here? Can I kill that mutant hyena squatting in the corner? I've been watching it baring its teeth for a long time.

Fang Chang glanced at VM.

I haven't received any new missions yet, but judging from the green dots on the map, our people have completely controlled the battlefield...just wait.

Anyway, the equipment that broke out in the team battle belongs to the collective, let them clean the battlefield.

It's not bad to touch fish here for a while.

However, just as Fang Chang was thinking about it, he and Ye Shi's VM received a new task at the same time.

To be precise, not only the two of them, but also Feng Feng, who received the task at the same time, was responsible for watching over their chrysanthemums.

[Task: Go to the target area to establish a reconnaissance point]

[Reward: 50 War Scores]

What's the matter, isn't the battle over yet? Ye Shiyi looked at Fang Chang involuntarily with a dazed expression on his face.

He does it every time he doesn't know what's going on.

But this time, Fang Chang was also a little confused.

Don't look at me, I'm not Ah Guang. After rational analysis, this battle should be over...but I'm not sure if there will be another one.

Who knows?

Maybe Ah Guang is working overtime recently and has no time to take care of them. Other plans see that they are developing too fast, so it is not impossible to target them.

Isn't there another plan called Xiaoqi?

However, Fang Chang still prefers to believe Ah Guang's statement that the plot and tasks in the game are completely dynamically generated by the server AI, just like the setting of ancient MMORPG online game novels, the planning generally does not interfere with the game process.

As for non-interference at all, that's unlikely. Just like the so-called 100% true, this kind of nonsense is also put in advertisements, so no one really believes it, right?

Fang Chang cut to the map, swiped his index finger on the VM's screen, and quickly found the mission marker.

There seems to be an amusement park, located about 10 kilometers north of the Zhongzhou Aerospace Ecological Experiment Base. Not to mention the question of whether it is far or not, the location is almost to the southern suburbs of TS City!

It's an unexplored area, no one has ever gone that far from the spawn point.

Can I save a file first? I managed to kill two of them. Apparently, Ye Shi also noticed the location of the mission beacon on the map, with a weeping expression on his face.

It's probably impossible to save it. We are at least 16 kilometers away from the resurrection point, and it is more than 30 kilometers every time we go back and forth...

Fang Chang's Adam's apple moved, swallowed and continued.

Anyway, let's meet up with Lao Bai first.

...

At the same time, an outpost 16 kilometers away from the front line.

Bringing Liu Jiuyue and three bodyguards, Brown, wearing a coat, hurried here from the farm against the wind and snow.

I'm the farmer of Brown Farm, and I'm here to discuss how the Bonechewer tribe invaded the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. Here is my invitation letter...Why are you here?

When he saw the people surrounding the south gate of the outpost, Brown was dumbfounded.

No one else is standing here.

It was the ones he drove away from his living room before!

This is too coincidental.

Looking at Brown, the scar-faced man put his arms around his chest, whistled at him, and continued in a teasing tone.

I didn't expect that although our old landlord said that the blue coat was unreliable, his body was unexpectedly honest.

Can you only spit out these few words?

Annoyance flashed across Brown's face.

Liu Jiuyue, who was standing behind him, took half a step forward, staring at the scarred man with a sinking face, with her hands on her waist.

Not paying attention to this man's actions at all, the scar-faced man looked at him leisurely, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became tense.

The two guards standing at the door have already set their eyes on the confronting people, ready to physically persuade them to fight at any time.

At this moment, Brown suddenly glimpsed out of the corner of his eye an old man walking out of the south gate.

The old man looked familiar, but Brown couldn't remember where he had seen this face.

Strange.

Can't remember at all!

Just as Brown was distracted, a middle-aged man wearing a hunting cap stepped forward and nodded slightly to the old man standing at the door.

My humble servant is Du Conglin from the Chenfeng community. Please allow me to meet with your manager. I have something very important to discuss with him!

The scar-faced man also stood up.

Ye Xiao, from Road Town, I also want to meet your manager, for the matter of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

Afraid of letting him down, the man with a round head and belly quickly stepped forward and said.

Red Train Station, Dolu... Please help us because we are all survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

The others also said similar things, looking at old Luca with longing in their eyes.

Brown, who was squeezed out, and Liu Jiuyue and a group of guards who were following behind him, had a bewildered expression on their faces at the moment.

Who exactly was invited?

Old Luca didn't take sides with anyone.

Although there were more than ten people more than the original plan, he still received them with the identity and attitude of the master butler according to the order of the manager.

Master Manager has left the gate for a while, and he has to come back later. If you are willing to wait for him for a while, please come in with me.

At the same time as he finished speaking, Old Luca looked over the crowd and glanced at the farmer Brown in the back row.

His expression didn't change at all, and he said in a businesslike manner.

You are Mr. Brown, please come in too.

OK.

Brown nodded quickly, and walked into the outpost with the other survivors.

On the way to the reception room.

Brown kept wondering where he had seen this face, and finally he couldn't help but winked at Liu Jiuyue, beckoning him to come closer, and whispered to him in a low voice.

Is that the manager's butler? Or is it someone else... I feel that it looks familiar.

Liu Jiuyue smiled wryly in her heart. Of course he knew why Mr. Brown looked familiar, but he was afraid of being blamed, so he could only pretend to be a fool.

I don't know, my lord. The last time I came here to deliver a message for you, it was the first time I saw him...Maybe I misunderstood him?

Although he was suspicious of this sentence, Brown really couldn't remember where he had seen it before, so he didn't ask any more, and just said something casually.

Maybe.

...

A group of people came to the reception room.

The environment here is very simple, the most expensive things are probably the bear skin on the ground, and the radio on the wooden table next to it.

Brown recognized the radio.

He had been a guest at the home of the old mayor on Beit Street, and the covenant of mutual defense was even signed in the old mayor's study.

Brown still remembers the sound of Boulder's Get Rich on the radio—the one about camu planting tips.

It is precisely because of this that Brown felt a little restless.

Although he sent a batch of grain here in time at that time, no one can guarantee that the lord here will not suddenly remember this and use it as an excuse to scam him.

It is a good thing to be able to spend money to buy peace.

But the problem is, he really can't squeeze out at all.

Wait for everyone to sit down.

Looking at the survivors in the reception room, Old Luca said.

We didn't expect so many guests to come. The conditions here are a bit rough. Please get over it.

Du Conglin from the Chenfeng community shook his head and said politely.

What's the matter, we interrupted abruptly.

Although the environment in the reception room was a bit plain, no one doubted the strength of these blue coats.

Along the way just now, Ye Xiao has been observing the people here. What surprised him was that along the way he saw several survivors who seemed to be showing signs of awakening.

When did Awakening become a rotten street?

Ye Xiao clearly remembered what a cruel price he paid and what a dangerous life-and-death test he had to go through to get that hard-won power by luck.

...We originally planned to invite you one by one to come here to discuss the situation in the northern part of Qingquan City, but since you all happen to be here, let's go together.

After a pause, Luca continued.

I believe everyone should have noticed that the chaos brought by the Legion is spreading southward from the central part of the River Valley Province. Countless survivors were displaced in the war, and a huge predator tribe was rising in the chaos. They burned villages, destroy settlements, pillage and enslave everything in sight.

The thin man shuddered and said tremblingly.

Bone chewing...

Luca glanced at him and nodded.

That's right, that's what they're called.

We originally expected that they would march to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City in the spring, but what we didn't expect was that they would come earlier than planned.

As he spoke, Old Luca nodded to the assistant beside him.

The young man immediately understood, and sent the prepared VMs to the stories of the survivors in turn.

Looking at the VM in his hand, he was a little at a loss. Just as everyone in the reception room was wondering what the blue coats were planning to do, a picture appeared on the screen.

That's the aerial view of the drone.

In the research base dotted with bonfires, a group of looters have already occupied the place.

They are well-equipped, some with bolt-action rifles, some with automatic rifles, and machine guns welded on the roof of the truck. Some even wear bulletproof vests over their fur coats, and many of them carry armor on their backs. Bazooka... those are Legion equipment!

After witnessing this picture, the expressions on the faces of all the survivors present, including Brown, were not very beautiful.

Are they... from the Bonechewer tribe?

where is this?

It seems to be the Zhongzhou Aerospace Ecological Experiment Base... I've heard of this place, it's in the northeast of Qingquan City!

What?! People from the Bonechewing Tribe have already hit Qingquan City?!

Everyone panicked.

Has the Bonechewer Tribe hit their noses?

Didn't the radio say there is still a distance!

It's about 15 to 16 kilometers away from us. It's not very close, but it's by no means far. Luca responded to some of their questions, signaling them to stay calm and continue to look down.

on screen.

Next to the road below the high ground, a flash of fire suddenly flickered.

Without the slightest sign, the silent forest was instantly lit up by dense gunfire!

The battle broke out in an instant!

At this time, roaring rockets crossed the battlefield and slammed hard on the south side of the experimental base, bursting into clusters of explosive flames on the marauder's position.

At the same time, the Marauder's machine guns began to shoot down the mountain, and the whizzing bullets almost heated the air they passed through.

The tense atmosphere even penetrated the screen.

Brown held his breath unconsciously, the expression on his face as stiff as a stone.

At this time, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, the fat man named Dolu sitting not far from him had a row of soybean-sized sweat oozing from his forehead.

It could be seen that he was quite frightened by this scene!

Du Conglin and Ye Xiao, who were not far away, were not frightened by the tragedy of the battlefield.

It's just that when the battle became fierce, surprise, shock, and disbelief were all printed on their faces.

Not just because of the strength of these blue jackets.

What made it even more difficult for them to understand was the strength displayed by the predators guarding the high ground in this defensive battle.

Are these people really just predators? ? ?

In Du Conglin's impression, the predators are all picky gangsters, and the way of fighting is similar to the fight between gangs... although he himself is also the same.

However, these predators have obviously demonstrated a certain degree of combat quality.

Thinking of his own side, less than an hour ago, Du Conglin suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness when he was still arguing over which family had two more people and two less.

If they were thrown there and had a real fight with these marauders, he was sure that less than a third of them would come back alive.

In the picture, as the survivors on the Eastern Front rushed to the high ground and entered the experimental base, the battle has basically come to an end.

Only sporadic gun flames flickered on the battlefield.

Marauders who retreated into the building were either shot behind cover or killed by grenades thrown into the room.

Even worse, the fire from the Molotov cocktail ignited his clothes, turning his whole body into a ball of fire, and he was burned to death unbearably tormented.

There is no doubt that the blue coats have won this battle.

A group of predators with their heads in their hands, under the surveillance of a rifle, lined up to walk out of a certain laboratory building.

The screen ends here.

There was a complete silence in the reception room.

Looking at the survivors sitting here, Old Luca continued with a serious expression.

Gentlemen, we are dealing with an organized group of marauders who are far more dangerous than we anticipated.

The northern outskirts of Qingquan City are very large, and it is impossible for us to maintain a line of defense tens of kilometers long. This is neither realistic nor possible.

A cruel fact is that if we shrink the defense line to our own feet and ignore your situation, I am afraid that you who are scattered all over the northern suburbs will have only one end, and that is the bone-chewing people who are absolutely dominated by troops. The tribes were broken one by one and made their slaves - even rations.

Looking at the survivors whose faces were gradually pale, old Luca paused for a moment, and threw out the manager's proposal.

Our respected lord manager has considered this point, so we have a proposal here, I hope you can seriously consider it.

If you don't want to become the rations of the marauders, and you don't want to go far away, you might as well move here.

The moment the voice fell, there was a commotion in the reception room. The expressions on the faces of the people sitting here were different, and each had its own splendor.

Especially Brown.

He almost wrote the word dream on his face.

Move to your place? !

It's crazy!

Brown's heart was full of anger and humiliation, these treacherous and shameless people, unexpectedly! Unexpectedly... Well, he didn't know how to criticize them, but they obviously accepted their tribute, shouldn't they do something?

Fortunately, he still had a glimmer of expectation in his heart, and braved the heavy snow to come here.

I didn't expect to hear such a ridiculous proposal!

Not taking these wonderful expressions to heart, Old Luca continued in a calm tone.

We know that moving is not going to be easy.

But compared to the two paths and the possible consequences, I think you should seriously consider it. We sincerely propose it from the bottom of our hearts.