This Game Is Too Realistic

Awei, have you packed your things? I'm going out of town soon. Think carefully, is there anything left behind?

The gate of Boulder City.

Before queuing out of town, Sisi was checking the Tail VM and backpack, double-checking to see if anything had been left behind.

His actions and demeanor were very much like his old father.

Oh! I've brought them all—wait a minute, where's Rourou? Tail suddenly looked around vigilantly, keenly noticing what was missing in the line.

Fujito, who was queuing in front, looked back at Sisi and Tail in surprise.

Eh? Don't you have meat with you?

Sisi subtly averted his eyes and whispered.

...It's really weird. Why does such a big bear have such a low sense of existence.

It must be because he was too cowardly.

Sesame Paste, who also forgot about the meat, blushed, and the cat ears on the top of his head shook embarrassingly.

I, I'm going to bring it over.

Tail too!

Sisi, who predicted the tail movement, skillfully caught her.

The reservoir area is not far from here, so you can go alone. Awei will line up honestly, and we will be there soon.

giao!

Rourou has been staying with the two-headed cow for the past few days, and it is said that the other animals in the reservoir area are scared and trembling.

Even though I arrived at the new map, I couldn't explore anywhere. When I left, I was almost forgotten because my sense of existence was too low.

It's so pathetic.

Sisi couldn't help feeling ashamed.

After returning to the outpost, treat her to some fish.

The queue didn't take long.

The guards at the gate of the city just glanced at the wanted notice on the wall, confirmed that no one who had committed a crime left here, and then let the group go.

Originally, Xu Shun set off with them, but because he received a temporary mission, he separated and acted alone.

The group agreed to meet outside the city gate.

Walked out from under the city gate.

Yaya stretched her waist contentedly, looked at the sunset hanging in the sky, and curled up the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

I'm finally going home!

She had sold the KV-1 exoskeleton with steel plates for 200 chips.

Although it's a little bit of a loss, it's not a big problem.

Thinking of the mosquito that caused him to be stuck on the wall, Yaya's smiling eyes could not help but carry a hint of charming danger.

she swears.

If you don't give that profiteer a fist the size of a mushroom when you go back, she will write her name upside down!

The gate of the city is very lively.

There was an endless stream of merchants coming and going, mercenaries looking for work wandering around the square at the gate of the city, and some peddlers selling strange commodities.

The militia set up a conscription office at the gate of the city, and the recruiting team lined up from the gate of the city into the slums.

The radio at the gate of the slum repeatedly broadcast the treatment of conscripts-two chips a day and two meals of nutrition cream.

As long as you enlist in the army, you will be given a gun, and you will be issued ammunition when you reach the front line.

Yaya looked around curiously, at this moment, a whistle came from the side.

Aware of the gaze falling on him, Yaya subconsciously turned his face sideways.

I saw three men who looked like mercenaries looking at me with smiles.

Seeing Yaya looking this way, the mercenary leader walking in the middle whistled lightly.

Hey, beauty.

The two people next to them also spoke.

one person?

The work of Lang Chao is not easy to do, why not follow us to the south to make a fortune.

The sight of the red fruit made Yaya very unhappy.

Although I didn't fully understand what this guy was saying, just by looking at his demeanor, I knew he was picking up a conversation, and 90% of it was not a good person.

Yaya made a repelling gesture and said impatiently.

If you don't make an appointment, don't make an appointment, stay where it's cool.

In the past two days, she met a lot of strike-ups, most of them were mercenaries, and occasionally there were merchants, but none of them were to her liking.

Not to mention the slovenly appearance, the malicious look in her eyes made her physically uncomfortable, and she almost had the words very bad, very bad person written on her face.

What she is really interested in is the kind of big brother who is mature, handsome, polite, smart, reliable, and full of sense of justice, and not too sloppy, after all, she is a bit of a bit herself sometimes.

Huh?

Thinking about it this way, a manager is simply her ideal type.

I have to say that the production company of Wasteland OL is simply too good at it.

It's a pity, it's a paper man.

Looking at the big-breasted beauty who completely ignored him, the faces of the three mercenaries were obviously annoyed.

Although she also couldn't understand the dialect of the place she was speaking, the meaning of rejection was as obvious as the attitude of ignoring them.

His eyes were narrowed, and the bearded man took a step forward, with a hint of threat in his tone.

I advise you to think clearly before you open your mouth. This is not the Boulder City. If you leave that gate, it will be wasteland.

Anything can happen in the wasteland, don't you think?

What the hell are these guys talking about.

Yaya rolled his eyes, and was about to say hello in Renlian, at this moment, the voices of his teammates came from the direction of the city gate.

Fujiteng: Huh? Yaya was accosted again? Why do I say it's coming again...

Tail said sullenly.

Damn it, why is no one accosting Tail!

Fujito said comfortingly.

Ann, I didn't either...

Sisi's eyes fell on the two ponytails, and his expression was a little subtle.

If you hit up Fujitou, you will probably be arrested as a criminal.

Fujiteng turned around and glared at her, baring her canine teeth angrily.

What the hell! Are you looking down on me?

Sisi coughed dryly.

Don't dare, it's because I expressed it improperly.

The three mercenaries exchanged glances, looking at the people coming from the door, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

Especially the bearded mercenary leader standing in the middle, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

From these people, he felt a similar aura, but it's hard to say how strong it is, after all, there is a difference between the awakened and the awakened!

Walking up to the mercenary leader, Tail put his hands on his chest, and looked him up and down.

Hey, young man, you are very brave, dare to talk to our boss crow.

Looking at her arms folded in front of her chest, the mercenary leader had no expression on his face and sneered in his heart.

There are flaws all over his body!

Like lightning, he stretched out his hand to the revolver at his waist, but he had just stretched his hand halfway, and there was a blur in front of his eyes, and a gun was already on his head.

The wind blew past his ears, and a drop of cold sweat fell on the forehead of the mercenary leader.

So fast!

I advise you not to move around. It's been less than half a year since Ah Wei learned how to use a gun. If he accidentally fires, he can only say sorry.

Sisi, who didn't know when he walked around to them, put the pu-9 in his hand on the back of a mercenary, and said calmly in a non-standard human connection language.

Me too, by the way.

Although it is a cross-server communication, there is no obstacle unexpectedly. Sometimes simple body language makes it easier to communicate.

The mercenary leader coughed dryly, raised his hands in embarrassment, and slowly backed away.

Don't be nervous, I'll just wear a belt...

Sisi looked at him coldly.

Go away.

The three mercenaries rolled away immediately, not daring to stay here for a second.

Sisi put away the submachine gun and hid it under his coat.

The people around whispered and looked at the group of people with obvious fear in their eyes.

Those who were about to move did not dare to come up again, they only dared to quietly watch from a distance.

Sensing the sight around her, Yaya was a little nervous.

Let's go quickly, it feels like a lot of people are watching us.

Sisi nodded and looked around.

Let's withdraw.

I feel like something big is going to happen here.

Liszt's caravan has already left the city, and the giant white bear and cat cat are also in the team.

Xu Shun, who had gone to work before, should also be back.

While talking, the VMs on the arms of everyone at the door vibrated in unison.

Everyone quickly raised their arms and took a look, only to see a line of pop-up windows appear on the screen.

[Full server announcement: The wave is coming! 】

Seeing this line of pop-up windows, Sisi was slightly taken aback, and muttered in a low voice.

My crow's mouth...

It's only been a few seconds, and something really happened...

...

Fa Yuen Street subway station exit.

Players carrying weapons and ammunition are heading to the surface along the stopped escalator, passing through the fragmented streets, and marching towards the south.

The sky has already turned yellow, and it will be dark in an hour at most.

But even so, the gray-green cloud can still be seen in the sky not far away.

Isn't it two weeks as promised? It's only been a week.

The wave is actually ahead of schedule.

It's so exciting, we're going to play a team again!

The players were whispering and communicating, all of them had expressions of excitement on their faces.

This time the opponent is a different species!

That is, monster siege!

The highlight of MMORPG!

If such an exciting event is missed, it will be a big loss. The players who participated in the action simply asked for a whole day off in reality.

Walking in the queue, I, who was carrying a rifle, said suddenly.

I have a bad feeling.

The battlefield atmosphere group looked at him.

Did you find anything?

I glanced darkest at the spring leading the team.

That LYB didn't wear an exoskeleton!

Hey, you little clever ghost. The battlefield atmosphere team chuckled and put their arms on his shoulders, Don't worry, if you are afraid, you will follow brother for a while, and brother will cover you!

I rolled my eyes ungratefully and slapped his hand away.

Fuck you, you're the fastest one every time!

The battlefield atmosphere group said indifferently: The most dangerous place is the safest place! Although I rushed fast, when did I die?

Walking in the middle of the team, Commander Quanshui looked at the map with a Sima face.

Stop talking nonsense, you listen to my command later, and I will try to bring you back.

He didn't want to take this task at first, but others signed up voluntarily, and he accepted the task in the face of danger.

Although it is not impossible to refuse, but the exclusive mission issued by this kind of faction leader level NPC, normal people will not refuse, right?

With the level of AI simulation in this game, refusing to perform tasks might lose favorability.

That's really a big loss!

Not understanding the uneasiness in Brother Quanshui's heart, the battlefield atmosphere group smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

stable!

spring:……

To be honest, he is not at all stable now, but panicky.

A company of 120 players is known as death squads at best, or cannon fodder at worst.

They had only one task, and that was to go to the intersection of 65th Street and Changling Elevated, to block the wave advancing north along the viaduct piers, and to delay the wave until dawn at all costs, so as to buy time for the rear troops to deploy a defense line.

Quanshui has studied the map. Street 65 is located north of the Fifth Ring Road. The street runs from east to west, with tall buildings on both sides. The landmark building is a bell tower.

Due to the disrepair of the surrounding buildings for a long time, the fallen concrete blocks filled the building gaps and were not suitable for passing through, just like a natural barrier.

The 12-lane Changling Elevated is perpendicular to 65th Street. The intersection is a relatively open area and the only passage that allows a large number of people to pass through.

As long as the firepower points are deployed on the tall buildings on both sides of the viaduct and strafing the eaters behind the rugged obstacles, the pressure on the frontal battlefield can be reduced.

However this is only in theory.

Quanshui has never commanded so many people, especially half of the 120 players are newcomers.

Fortunately, the other half of the players are veterans who have participated in more than two battles, and most of them are awakened.

On the way to the battlefield, Quanshui tentatively divided the players into three infantry platoons, each with four ten-man teams, and distributed communication equipment to platoon-level combat units.

In addition to the 120 people who went to the front line, there was a 20-man artillery team behind them, carrying six 88mm mortars and 12 boxes with a total of 144 shells, and went to establish an artillery position in an open area 1.2 kilometers away from them.

Since there are tall buildings everywhere, and the height is often hundreds of kilometers, artillery positions can only be built on the roof.

Considering that shooting artillery is a technical job, Quanshui felt that it would be better not to rely too much on the efficiency of mortar support.

It may take more than a dozen shells to correct the trajectory, and any situation on the battlefield may happen.

At the same time, when the company led by Quanshui was heading to Street 65 to stop Pang Langchao, a logistics force consisting of 200 power-type players, 20 two-headed bulls, and 300 NPCs was going back and forth on Beit Street. Between the 68th Street, seize the time to build the first line of defense against the wave.

This logistics force is led by the chief architect of Vault 404, Knife Keeping People.

The road conditions in the urban area are complicated. From the northern suburbs to the edge of the Fifth Ring Road, you can barely use two-wheeled motorcycles, but if you go deep into the Fifth Ring Road to No. 68 Street, you can only use double-headed cows and bicycles.

Fortunately, since Chu Guang had the foresight to transport the building materials to Beit Street and store them in the warehouse of the castle, the supply line for this battle would not be stretched too long.

The reserve of millions of rounds of ammunition is enough to deal with a regiment-scale battle.

The production capacity of the new industrial zone has been running to the limit, and the production capacity of an average of 30,000 rounds of ammunition per day can theoretically be further squeezed to 50,000 rounds.

The old players located in Yuanxi Town were on their way back. Boulder City was also involved in the wave, and they were sending troops deep into the third ring road to suppress the wave.

The longer this war drags on, the better it will be for Vault 404!

Whether the tide can be contained on 65th Street will be the key to victory in this battle!

It was getting late.

Darkness envelops the streets.

As the sun went away, nibblers continued to emerge from the stores and alleys along the street, crawled across the streets full of concrete blocks on hands and feet, and rushed towards the players who were heading towards 65th Street.

However, beasts are beasts after all, they obviously overestimated their own strength, and were soon sieved by the bullets fired, and rolled into the gutters and mud pits by the roadside.

And those nibblers who were lucky enough to rush in front of them also won't get any benefits when facing players holding weapons and waiting for them seriously.

A strength player above LV5 can easily split the head of the eater with a single ax with 10 points of strength.

Not to mention those awakened ones!

The nibblers who rushed into the crowd were like sheep rushing into a pack of wolves, and were soon chopped to pieces by sappers and hatchets, or simply smashed to pieces by a gun butt.

In the shadows, a two-meter-long, muscular crawler climbed out of the window of a tall building on the side using all fours and attached to the wall like an ape.

Its red eyes stared at the street, its teeth were bared, and its mouth let out a dangerous growl.

As if it had found an opportunity, its feet exerted force fiercely, and its huge body was like a swooping eagle, smashing hard at the players' team.

The outstretched long arm was about to tear everyone in front of him into pieces.

However, at this moment, a whizzing sound of piercing through the air blew towards its face impartially.

The thrown javelin was like a cannonball, directly blasting its head.

The crawler that lost its head was like a kite with a broken string. It fell to the ground with a muffled sound, splashing billowing cement debris and dust.

Fuck, awesome!

Why do people still carry javelins?!

Seeing the surprised gazes cast on him by the crowd, Kakarot smiled and weighed the javelin in his hand.

Everyone, save some ammunition. The number of eaters is small now. If you can solve it with your fists, don't use a gun.

The spring commander on the side also nodded.

That's right, everyone try not to waste bullets, there is still a tough battle to fight!

Go through three blocks in a row.

There were numerous battles, large and small, along the way. Although some ammunition was wasted, fortunately there were no casualties.

The iconic clock tower comes into view, and 65th Street is in front of you!

Looking at the silent street ahead, Commander Quanshui heaved a sigh of relief, and his tense mood relaxed a little.

The wave is not here yet!

They came just in time!

Without any delay, Commander Quanshui immediately walked to the front of the team and shouted loudly to all the players.

Class A went forward to lay barbed wire, and used engineering shovels to clean up the bunkers on the road as much as possible! Move out the concrete blocks that fell into the pit as much as possible, dig as deep as possible in the places that can be dug, and don't waste time in places that cannot be dug obviously. !

Squad B is in charge of the left housing area, and Class C is in charge of the right side. I need you to deploy firepower points along the street to cover every inch of the battlefield!

The time left for us is only three hours... If you hurry up, we will encounter the first wave of nibblers before 10 o'clock!

Everyone, act!

What responded to him was a roar of high morale. Although it attracted a lot of nibblers, it was not a bad thing.

It is better to solve the troubles before the battle begins than to devote energy to dealing with these stragglers on the battlefield after the battle starts.

Leading the players of Class B to move to the left side of the battlefield, Kakarot assigned tasks to the teams to eliminate the eaters in several key buildings, and personally led several machine gunners upstairs.

The supporting weapons assigned to Squad B include two water-cooled Maxim heavy machine guns, imitated by the No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant, with a total weight of 25 kilograms and firing 7mm full-power rifle bullets. Each machine gun is equipped with 6 ammunition boxes, a total of 1,500 rounds ammunition.

In addition, there are 12 20mm riding gun anti-tank rifles, and two 37mm heavy riding guns newly developed and put into production by No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant.

If the former can barely be regarded as a gun, the latter has obviously reached the category of a gun.

If you don't install a fixed bracket, I'm afraid only the awakened ones of the power system can control it.

Deployed two water-cooled Maxims on the third floor with the best view. Kakarot, who was carrying a 37mm heavy lance, took out his binoculars and looked towards the south.

The fragmented Changling Viaduct collapsed into several sections. The section of highway was hundreds of meters long and only a bridge pier was left. Looking around, it looked like isolated islands standing in the city.

The place farther away was completely blocked by thick fog, and Kakarot put away the binoculars and signaled the team members to put on their gas masks.

Not far away, the brethren of class A had pulled up a circle of barbed wire to seal off several branch roads on both sides of the viaduct.

Although those few wires might not be able to help the nibblers move forward, it should be barely enough to restrict their moving direction.

Holding the machine gun with both hands, the physique player whose ID is [Broken Leg Kevin] couldn't help but ask.

How many monsters are there in front...

Ten Fist Superman: I don't know... the information is 100,000, maybe more, or less than this, such a big fog can only be estimated, how many ghosts know.

Buffy on Grave Head: Do we have 100,000 rounds of ammunition?

Kakarot was silent for a while, and answered with an uncertain tone.

Maybe... there is a promise from the logistics side that they will do their best to deliver the ammunition to us, but if not...

As he spoke, he patted the hatchet on his waist.

Just use this.

According to the plan made in advance.

If Squad A rushes to the street, Squad B fills in from the left flank of the position to the front of the battlefield.

If Class B is also lying down, then Class C will be on top.

The exact number of upcoming nibblers cannot be calculated at all.

When a large group of fruiting bodies gather together, the gray-green spore cloud is like a solid cloud, and the things inside cannot be seen at all.

Simple fortifications are deployed.

Class A withdrew to the position.

The gray-green thick fog is approaching, and the humans blocking the front have obviously been found, and the pace of those nibblers has obviously accelerated, so the ones in front have even started to run.

The decaying roar, and the creaking sound of the soles of the feet stepping on the gravel chips, are coming from the dense fog!

It was rare to stand on the front line of the battlefield, wearing only cheap equipment, Commander Quanshui, holding a sickle assault rifle in his hand, and shouting loudly at the players on the ground.

Bros!

The wave is approaching!

We need to stand firm for at least twelve hours and do everything we can to prevent the tide from continuing northward! Buy time for the brothers who are building a position in the rear!

We may not be able to bring back the experience, but the glory will be with me!

Fire—!

chug chug——!

Flames spewed from the black barrel.

The first to open fire was the water-cooled Maxim with six scattered on the left, center and right positions.

The projectile bullets were like raindrops, crossing the obstacles under the viaduct bridge, weaving a net on the fragmented position, tearing the night completely apart!

Facing the sudden burst of steel fire rain, the nibblers who rushed to the front fell down like cutting wheat in an instant.

Flesh and gunpowder collide!

The nibbler moved forward without fear of death, the alien species in front fell down, and the alien species in the back stepped on the corpse in front and continued to move forward.

In just a few minutes, there were broken branches and arms all over the ground, and no complete corpse could be found, just like meat paste rolled out of a meat grinder.

The intensive charge was quickly disintegrated.

The sporadic fish that escaped the net were shot and killed by the players of class A. There was no need to waste ammunition with machine guns.

The barrel of the machine gun was emitting blue smoke, and Kevin, who had a broken leg lying by the window on the third floor, let go of the index finger that was holding the trigger and heaved a sigh of relief.

Easier than imagined!

The predators knew how to hide, or crawled forward on the ground, throwing smoke bombs for cover.

However, these eaters seem to have no concept of death at all, and they are braver than clones.

However, in the face of the firepower of heavy machine guns, this kind of bravery is no different from suicide!

In class A's position.

The battlefield atmosphere group that shot the last nibbler suppressed the raised muzzle.

The tide seems to have stopped.

The gunfire stopped, and the entire street was eerily silent.

Looking ahead solemnly, Commander Quanshui nodded slowly.

The bad news is that the fortifications we spent two hours preparing were basically ruined.

I swallowed my saliva the darkest: That's your illusion... They are still moving forward, I can feel their existence, and there is something terrible.

The battlefield atmosphere team patted him on the shoulder and smiled without any fear.

Don't scare yourself, just do it!

At this time, a newcomer next to him suddenly asked.

Speaking of which, why don't those nibblers come together? Instead, they come in waves?

Another player also frowned.

That's right... it stopped after only 10 minutes of rushing.

Not as long as he lasted.

Commander Quanshui standing in the position said calmly.

When tens of thousands of units are crowded together, the speed of advancement will slow down instead. It is especially taboo to step on the back foot. If one person falls down, the rear will immediately become a mess. In the case of a limited battlefield width, it is best to advance in stages. Efficient choice.

Although these nibblers are a little stunned, they are not stupid... there should be something directing them!

Looking at the barbed wire fence covered in flesh and blood, and the thickening fog ahead, Quan Shui couldn't help feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

In the previous wave of alien species, not only did they not see the tyrant, they didn't even see the creepers.

Use cannon fodder to explore the way, and large troops follow up...

Are these xenomorphs really just fruiting bodies of slime molds?

There was silence for ten minutes.

At this moment, in the gray-green thick fog, there was a piercing scream.

Everyone's heart tightened, and their index fingers were on the trigger in unison.

My darkest heart reached my throat, and a strong sense of crisis surged into my heart.

coming!

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(Finally feeling better today... a bowl of beef noodles made me drink rice porridge for two days. T.T)