This Game Is Too Realistic

late at night.

Xizhou City, shrouded in silence, is like a dead city. Only the area around the Sixin District, where the lake is flooded, is flickering with sporadic lights.

In the simple sentry post, the greyhound wrapped in animal skin yawned, threw the damp wood into the brazier, and then walked slowly to the side of the observation hole.

Although the weather in April has turned warm, the air in Xizhou City is still damp and cold.

Especially the four new districts.

The whole city is submerged in water.

The water on the street not far away was glistening, and lumps of black things floated on the water, making it hard to tell whether it was rotting wood covered with algae or the shell of a split-claw crab.

Although life here has many inconveniences, it is still the best choice for camping.

The backflow of the lake paralyzed all the underground facilities in the entire city, so there was no need to worry about the elusive guerrillas here.

Coupled with the fact that the split claw crabs active in this area are the natural enemies of all living things, anyone who is not familiar with this area will have difficulty walking here.

so……

What is the meaning of standing guard?

Looking at the quiet street, Greyhound yawned, and couldn't help but miss the time when he was in the middle of the River Valley Province.

That time was probably his happiest.

All the way they went, they turned into scorched earth, burned everything and looted everything, and did whatever they wanted to the slaves who were kidnapped... No one can stop them, and no one is their opponent.

However, since they hit the south, unlucky things happened one after another.

First he stumbled in Qingquan City, and then bad news came from Qingshi County. Not only was his footsteps going south blocked, but he was even pushed back by a group of blue gophers.

I don't know if I saw hope from the group of blue gophers. Recently, guerrilla attacks have become more and more frequent.

The group of survivors who hid underground were like rats, using homemade iron-pipe rifles and crossbows to sneak up on their patrols, and throwing cans filled with black powder into their workshops and garages where they processed bullets and explosives.

The Greyhound was driving an errand, at this moment, there was a creaking sound of the door downstairs.

Hearing the movement under his feet, the predator subconsciously grabbed the rifle in his hand and called out to the dark corridor behind him.

who!

I'm here to change defense! The dark corridor responded, and a thin monkey-like man walked up from the direction of the stairs.

Greyhound heaved a sigh of relief seeing that it was one of his own.

Switch? Isn't there still two hours left?

the man replied.

Master Jinya's order, starting from tonight, the six-hour shift will be changed to four hours, and one shift a day will be changed to two shifts.

Greyhound was dumbfounded.

At first he was very happy to hear the changing of the guard, and he was able to go back to bed and sleep, but now someone told him that he had to stand for another four hours.

That is to say... I still have a shift?

The man obviously didn't want to work overtime either, and said with an annoyed expression.

Yes, it's probably another bad idea that Dillon came up with. He said to beware of sneak attacks by blue gophers. In the future, the scope of night patrols will be expanded from the surrounding areas of the Fourth New District to the entire urban area.

He had respected that man a few months ago, but that was a few months ago. Their forces were unstoppable a few months ago, but now?

Huddled in the garbage like a sick old dog, he hated the damp air, the endless raids, and even more the filthy rats.

Thinking about it now, even without that person's idea, they would still be able to beat up the survivors who blocked them.

If it weren't for that damned caution, they would have lived in that house of blue gophers in the northern suburbs last winter.

Greyhound looked surprised.

Sneak attack? This place is twenty kilometers away from the front line.

With the pass of Songlinyu in the middle, how do those gophers plan to get here?

You can't make a hole.

I don't know, that's the order, the man urged impatiently as he stuffed the crumpled map into the Greyhound's arms, Don't ask, hurry up! After a while, the team that changes the guard leaves, and you will be alone. Let's go!

Although there was ten thousand reluctance in his heart, the Greyhound who took the map rushed downstairs with a rifle.

The location of the shift is outside the Fourth New District, and they have to go out on a raft, and they have to undertake the task of patrolling on the way to the changing of the guard.

Many survivors came out to look for food while it was dark, and most of the guerrillas also came out at this time. Walking alone at night at this time was tantamount to suicide.

The raft was already waiting downstairs.

Greyhound, who got on the raft, went on the road with the nine brothers on the raft. When he passed the alley, he finally saw clearly what was floating there.

It's a billboard covered in algae.

Greyhound couldn't understand what was written on it, but felt that the long strip looked like a coffin.

Frustrated by this fleeting thought, he averted his eyes from the billboard and chatted with the brothers who were traveling with him on the raft.

At this time, no one noticed that on the moonlit stinking ditch, a few imperceptible black spots flashed away with the shaking of the water.

An aviation formation composed of twenty-five planes has arrived directly above their heads...

...

night sky.

Holding the joystick with both hands, he drove the W-2 ground-attack mosquito, and shouted excitedly towards the communication channel with a voice that almost roared.

This is the Air Force of the Goblin Corps. The cargo has been sent to the sky above the target area, ready to start action at any time!

The altitude here is a full three thousand meters, coupled with the high-altitude airflow, as long as you don't fire or drop bombs, no matter how loud the movement is, you don't have to worry about being heard by the people below.

At this moment, Ye Shi, who was firmly tied to the back of the pilot's seat by nylon buckles, had almost lost consciousness in his ears and cheeks due to the whistling airflow outside the cabin.

He's all numb now.

Otherwise he would have protested with the mosquitoes about calling them cargo.

In fact, the current state of Ye Shi is no different from the goods.

The W-2 glider is a single-seat aircraft, there is no extra space for passengers.

But this is obviously not a problem for full virtual reality games.

There is enough space between the rear of the cabin and the pilot's seat, and Kabug Dorset can still take off by himself.

The player himself does not press F to enter the plane, even if there is no seat in the cockpit, he can create a seat by himself.

As for why Ye Shi is here?

That's a long story.

In the morning, they were still fighting fiercely with the predators in the trenches on the front line. They originally planned to hold out until 48 hours later, but they were transferred back to the rear before noon and were ordered to perform a special task.

Ye Shi was quite excited at first, thinking that their outstanding performance in the battle triggered the hidden mission, until he heard the specific content of the mission.

According to the combat plan formulated by the headquarters, they need to take the glider of the Goblin Corps and drop into the urban area of ​​Xizhou City by air to destroy the enemy's strategic facilities and buy time for the frontline troops.

Their equipment has been packed in the airdrop box and thrown down first. The locator removed from the VM is placed in the box, and it can be searched even offline.

Although the mouse brothers built a simple communication tower when they made a nest in Xizhou City, due to the transfer to Qingshi County, the communication tower has been out of power for more than a month.

They need to use the radio station in the airdrop box to build a new stronghold, or repair the mouse brother's communication tower.

Due to the airborne operations behind enemy lines, the operational risk factor is very high. They can only carry light weapons and a small amount of support weapons, and the use of Type 5 and Type 6 exoskeletons is restricted.

But they are not alone, there are planes dropping supplies every night.

Thanks to the popularity of black silk in Boulder City, the chemical factory of the New Alliance pointed out the technology of using biomass oil to produce nylon a long time ago, which solved the problem of parachute materials.

When Goblin Technology was developing the glider before, it actually produced a batch of parachutes, but considering that the plane was more expensive than people, it was not distributed to the brothers in the corps.

But here comes the problem.

He has never jumped a parachute!

Ye Shi was in a panic at the moment.

We all know that skydiving alone without training is an extremely dangerous thing, no less than slipping in Russian roulette and shooting yourself in the head twice.

Especially when skydiving at night, you can't see the situation on the ground at all, and there are many ways to die.

But can you dance?

Of course it's not impossible.

One of the biggest difficulties in skydiving is folding the parachute, and the other is landing. As for pulling the rope to open the parachute and control the balance of the body, as long as you don't encounter bad weather and can keep calm under special circumstances, although it is difficult to return, it is not as difficult as imagined.

There are knowledgeable players to help fold umbrellas, which solves 50% of the problems.

As for the remaining fifty percent?

Just be more careful next time.

The code name of the operation is Warrior, and the players participating in the operation are all members of the Burning Corps, and the air team of the Goblin Corps will airdrop them in batches.

Ye Shi felt that there was nothing wrong with changing the word warrior to free.

In the communication channel, the noisy current sound beeped continuously.

Then came the manager's voice.

……do it according to plan!

receive!

The communication channel switched to the voice of the whole team, and the mosquito continued to shout excitedly.

Brothers of the Burning Corps, this flight has arrived, remember your mission! Remember to open the parachute before falling into meatloaf!

Little fish will pray for your safety, the manager will remember your loyalty, I wish you good luck!

Now, jump—!

Black dots were dropped behind the cockpits of gliders like shets dropped by seagulls circling the harbor.

This metaphor is obviously not appropriate, but it is enough to describe the image.

If the umbrella bag does not open successfully and falls from a height of more than 3,000 meters, the shape will not be much better than that of Seagull's Xie Te.

After untying the nylon buckles on his legs, waist, and shoulders, Ye Shi grasped the edge of the cabin with both hands, feeling his calves trembling all the time.

The mosquito sitting in front couldn't help but urge.

Fuck! You're jumping! I'm almost out of gas if you keep on going!

Ye Shi couldn't help but sprayed back.

You fucking electric plane has a ghost oil!

The main office is out of power! Hurry up, don't beep, you jumped, and I have to go back and pull the next one!

Ye Shi swallowed.

I'll just ask one last question... What if the parachute doesn't open?

Mosquito was immediately happy when he heard this, and said with a smile.

It's okay, after three days, he will be a hero again!

Depend on!

Seeing that this guy was still dawdling, the mosquitoes got impatient.

I'll give you 10 seconds. If you don't jump, I will help you.

Fuck, don't mess around!

nineteen……

The mosquitoes have already started counting down.

Seeing that his teammates all jumped, Ye Shi was embarrassed to be cowardly again, gritted his teeth, turned over bravely, and jumped out of the cabin.

The moment his body left the cabin, he felt like his heart was about to stop.

But that was only for a moment.

As the reference object moved away from him, when he began to fall freely, the instinctive fear disappeared in an instant.

Ye Shi felt like he had turned into a bird.

There is one thing to say, this feeling is quite cool, but the eardrum is not very comfortable, it feels like it has exploded.

The Marauders have no radar or high-altitude searchlights, and while they can't see what's on the ground, neither can anyone on the ground.

Counting the seconds silently in his heart, Ye Shi suddenly pulled the rope on his shoulders, and with a soft puff, a huge force grabbed his back.

At the same time, his falling speed is also rapidly decreasing...

The pull ring that controls the direction of the parachute is on the side of the parachute. However, Ye Shi, who has only received 2 hours of theoretical training, does not know how to control this thing at all. He can only adjust the direction by feeling, and his nerves are tense in his heart. pray.

Maybe the dog plotter heard his prayers.

His luck was not bad, and he landed on the top of a garage next to a three-story villa. If it was a little further to the side, he might be hanging on the wall.

His feet hit the ground firmly, and Ye Shi staggered and almost fell off the roof of the garage. Grinning and standing firm, he cut the paracord with his dagger, carefully avoided the rusty shed at the garage door, and slid down the side.

Landing safely...Damn it, I was scared to death.

Almost for nothing!

After confirming that the surroundings were safe, Ye Shi immediately checked the equipment on his body.

In addition to the VM strapped to his arm, he now has only a Pu-9 submachine gun, two 9mm magazines, a few dry food and a water bottle.

As for his sniper rifle and other equipment, they are all packed in the airdrop box.

Just as Ye Shi was about to confirm the location of the airdrop box and teammates from the VM, there was a rustling sound from the side.

Since his ears were buzzing all the time, the sound was almost heard by him only when he touched it close.

After reacting, Ye Shi's whole body trembled, and he immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun, and even opened the safety.

Don't shoot, it's me! Old Bai.

Lao Bai called out in a low voice.

Hearing Lao Bai's voice, Ye Shi's beating heart finally calmed down a little, and he leaned against the wall with a sigh of relief.

Fuck... I was almost scared to death.

Relax, don't be so nervous, Lao Bai smiled, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, Let's go, the airdrop box is nearby, let's go to recover the equipment and radio first, and then go to join Fang Chang and the others .”

After speaking, Lao Bai took the initiative to walk in front.

Although he wanted to walk slowly, Ye Shi also knew in his heart that they had already penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Bonechewer tribe, and now was not the time to rest.

The two moved along the edge of the ruins, carefully alerting to the danger in the darkness. Soon, they came to the entrance of the abandoned community.

The street across the street was quiet.

Let alone a little movement, even the sound of the mouse grinding its teeth could not be heard.

Lao Bai didn't go over immediately, but carefully observed the situation on the street.

Ye Shi, who knelt down next to Lao Bai and took a breath, finally regained his strength, and asked in a low voice.

By the way, why did you land so fast?

Lao Bai replied casually.

...It's because you are too slow. I waited on the ground for a long time before seeing you come down.

Ye Shi asked curiously.

Why don't you panic at all?

It's unrealistic to say don't panic. After all, it's someone else's umbrella bag. But it doesn't matter in the game. Anyway, if you die, you won't really die.

Seeing that Ye Shi was picking his ears with his fingers, Lao Bai paused and said, If you feel your ears are blocked, you can try to squeeze your nose tightly to breathe out, but don't make any noise.

Let me try……

Ye Shi, whose ears were uncomfortably blocked, immediately tried Lao Bai's method, pinching his nose and blowing air out.

He didn't find the trick at first, and he tried for a long time to no avail. However, after he found the trick, his eardrums suddenly seemed to be blown open by air.

...Damn it?! Really okay?

Hearing finally returned to normal, Ye Shi looked at Lao Bai in surprise.

You skipped before?

That's right... stop talking nonsense and follow me closely.

When he spoke earlier, Lao Bai had confirmed the safety of the street, gestured towards Ye Shi, took the lead to get out of the bunker, and moved quickly towards the opposite side.

Without procrastinating, Ye Shi followed immediately.

The two moved quickly in the direction of the airdrop box, but at this moment, there was sudden rapid gunfire from the street not far away.

Voice of Pu-9!

Lao Bai's heart tightened, he cursed secretly, and immediately led Ye Shi, who was following behind, into the building next to him.

There was a squawking yell in the distance, followed by gunshots, and after a while a green flare rose into the sky.

Ye Shi took a deep breath, skillfully integrated his consciousness with the surrounding environment, and perceived the faint fluctuations.

There are about 20 people... about 400 to 500 meters away from us!

This is already the limit of his active perception distance.

Comparing with the signal on the VM map, Old Bai frowned.

It's them quitting smoking! Eighty percent of them ran into a patrol team!

The location where they landed was eight kilometers north of the Fourth New District. According to the information provided by the strong brothers, the night patrol team of the Ya clan should not be able to wander here.

Is it adjusted?

Ye Shi looked at Lao Bai.

Are you going to help them?

...Go to the airdrop box first, we have to recover the equipment and radio before the reinforcements from the predators arrive! Lao Bai made a judgment in only three seconds.

It was early in the morning, and it was dark outside. It was not a good idea to rush over for reinforcements before the communication was restored.

Just looking at the flashing markers on the map, they don't even know how many teammates are left alive.

The immediate priority now is to get to the drop box, get their equipment, and deploy the station high up to restore the area and communications with command.

As for the Quit Brothers...

Lao Bai decided to trust his teammates.

good!

Ye Shi nodded, and immediately followed Lao Bai, stepping on the construction waste all over the floor, and left the abandoned building.

Just as they were moving quickly away from the firefighting area, the entire nearby urban area was in chaos.

The greyhound, holding an assault rifle, fired at the alley in front of him, his face full of horrified expressions.

minutes ago.

On the way to the rotation, Greyhound was still thinking about how the group of blue gophers could sneak up on them, but before he reached the place where the defense was changed, he watched a black shadow fall from the sky and hit Duang on the ground. on the ground.

There were only two flashlights in the entire team, and the rest held torches. A little farther away, the lights were completely dark, and nothing could be seen.

Hearing the movement, everyone was startled. Greyhound hurriedly fired the flashlight in his hand, only to see a puddle of meat paste.

On the cracked concrete pavement, the red and white pieces were broken into pieces, and it was impossible to recognize a person without looking carefully.

Greyhound, who was calm at first, was suddenly stunned, unable to figure out what happened.

However, there was no time left for him to think.

Almost at the moment when the flashlight was turned on, tongues of flame burst out from the alley directly opposite.

The sparks of the shooting jumped on the street, and they were caught off guard by the sudden shooting. The brothers who walked in the front were beaten into a sieve and fell down on the spot. The rest immediately threw away the torches in their hands, looked for cover and fired back.

There was chaos in the streets.

Not just gunshots.

And the yelling of teammates.

Damn it, I got shot in the arm!

It's the voice of Pu-9! Those people are not guerrillas!

New alliance?! How is it possible?! Blue, the blue coats have already come here?!

Who is the attacker?

Where did the person on the other side come from? !

Rumors swirled, and the patrols under attack were terrified.

Quick! Call for reinforcements!

Hearing the captain yelling in a hurry hiding in the window on the street, the greyhound lying behind the car wreckage was equally panicked, but he mustered up the courage to crawl over, picked up the flare gun thrown by the captain, and fired it at the top of his head. One shot.

There was a long chirping sound, and a flashing green signal bomb shot up into the sky.

Although the faint light was not enough to illuminate the street, it restored the morale of the brothers around.

At the same time, the camp stationed two kilometers away immediately dispatched trucks after discovering the signal flare, and a hundred-man team carrying long guns and short cannons rushed to the area where the fire was exchanged.

It wasn't just the greyhound and the predator beside him who were stunned, but also the smoking quit squatting in the alley opposite.

He originally planned to meet up with his nearby teammates, but just as he met [Lost Mengxin], when he was about to find [The Sixth in the Corner], he bumped into a patrol team of predators.

When I quit smoking, I felt that something was wrong. The old sixth brother was too calm. The patrol team of the predators was almost in the face, and the coordinates were still standing still in the middle of the road.

However……

It was too late when he felt bad.

The flashlight on the opposite side shot directly towards them, and the lost brother who was following him thought that his position had been exposed, so he pulled the trigger without saying a word, and swept over.

The gunshot like an old-fashioned typewriter directly ignited the powder kegs of the entire street.

The opponent was caught off guard for a while, but quickly reacted, leaning behind the bunker and shooting at them.

You're crazy! We only have four magazines!

Being dragged back by the smoking cessation and yelling, Milu Mengxin also gradually realized that he had stabbed someone, and said nervously.

Then, what shall we do now...

Quit Smoking did not speak, pulled the fuze of the grenade, and threw it out after the countdown, forcing back the predators who were about to leave the bunker and press up.

Then he quickly raised the muzzle of his gun and swept towards the window on the street, sweeping the predator who had almost reached the alley to the ground.

The scene was chaotic.

With the light from the torch that fell on the street, he finally saw the rotten meat on the street clearly, and couldn't help but smacked his lips.

Good guy.

My head is gone!

Recalling the thrilling experience when he landed earlier, he can roughly guess what happened to the old sixth brother a few minutes ago.

Either it didn't open the umbrella.

Or it's too late...

What else can I do? Changed the magazine and said cursingly, Let's withdraw it first!

Going to the meeting point is definitely not an option.

Leading those predators over not only pitted himself, but also pitted his teammates. Even if they can fight again, it is impossible to fight ten of them.

All they can do now is to flee as far away from the landing area as possible to lure the predators away.

After the teammates recovered the airdrop box, erected the radio station, and restored communication in this area, they could hope to organize effective resistance and even call for air support.

In fact, they weren't the only players that broke out in a firefight with the Marauders.

Near the ruins of the power plant about three kilometers away from them, two unlucky ones deviated from the course when they fell, and landed directly near a sentry post of the Ya clan in the south of the city.

Both sides are very confused.

The body also instinctively pulled the trigger.

At this moment, the air formation of the Goblin Corps has just returned to the north of Dawn City.

Standing on the edge of the airport, Chu Guang, who was flipping through the player list, was slightly taken aback.

Another one died?

There were 22 players in the first batch of skydives, but only 14 are still online at this moment, and the survival rate is only 63%.

But the one who just died...

It's not like he fell to his death while parachuting.

Since the connection of the morphological field is not based on electromagnetic waves, even if the communication is not restored, Chu Guang can still grasp the general direction and login status of the players.

The survival rate of players in the agility department is the highest, followed by the constitution department, and then perception.

Looking at the quiet night sky in the north, Chu Guang whispered to himself.

It's probably a fight.

Although it was a little earlier than expected, it didn't matter.

The goal of this operation is to create chaos for the Ya clan, the method and means are not important.

The current Xizhou City should have become a mess.

I believe that tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night for the predators stationed in Xizhou City.

Not far away, under the guidance of the lights, the planes of the Goblin Corps landed on the runway of the airport one after another.

Withdrawing his gaze from the north, Chu Guang looked at the wrench standing aside and ordered.

Let the ground crew and the airborne troops of the second echelon get ready, and the second round of airdrops will start in half an hour!

Wrench stood at attention, gave a military salute, and answered neatly.

yes!