This Game Is Too Realistic

The exoskeleton is convenient to wear, but it is not so convenient to take it off.

The battlefield guy who got into the small woods tossed for a while, then took off all the equipment on his body, brought it out and handed it to Kakarot.

Brother, I entrust my clothes to you!

Now he is wearing a broken sack, and he is carrying another in his hand. He is more like a scavenger than a scavenger. The shabby appearance makes Lao Hei want to take out his wallet.

Kakarot held out his hand quite simply.

Where's the VM? Hand it over too.

Damn! How do I mark the location without the VM?

Are you stupid, won't you go offline to punctuate on the official website? Kakarot rolled his eyes, Wearing this thing, besides proving that you are a resident of the shelter, is there any other use?

That's right... I can go offline to report.

The battlefield atmosphere team suddenly realized, decisively took VM off his arm, and stuffed it into Kakarot's hand.

Old Hei stared at him strangely until the figure disappeared into the woods.

Is this guy really okay?

Kakarot grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

Never mind, it doesn't matter if the person is safe or not, as long as the equipment is fine. Let's go, we should go!

...

A group of people divided into two groups.

Kakarot and I went back to the Stormtrooper camp in the east, while the Warzone followed the survivors and headed northwest alone.

The road has not been smooth.

Maybe it was because the attire was too deceptive, maybe it was because seeing that he was alone, even the mutant hyena dared to come and try to trick him.

Fortunately, his level has broken through the LV20 bottleneck, and the gene sequence has reached the third stage.

Even without hot weapons, still relying on his agility and the weapons he picked up at random, he still easily killed the two hyenas that rushed up, and scared away the last one.

Damn it, I knew I would have kept a dagger on my body! Looking at the hair and blood in his hand, the field guy threw away the broken branch and cursed.

Only then did he suddenly realize that walking alone on the wasteland was more strange than carrying a gun without a weapon.

However, it is too late to think about it now.

He picked up a wooden stick and sharpened it with a stone to use as a short spear, and the warrior continued to move forward along the footprints on the ground.

After walking for about ten kilometers, from morning to noon, I finally came to a relatively open area through the dense jungle.

There was the sound of gurgling water not far away, and the Zhandi guy's eyes lit up.

Water source!

It should be not far ahead!

As we all know, the best place to camp is near the water source, and the larger the team, the more you should choose the upstream area as much as possible.

Realizing that the camp of the legion was nearby, the Warlander was not in a hurry, and went straight to the side of the stream, intending to clean up the sticky blood on his hands and wash his face by the way.

However, just when he was about to splash a bucket of water on his face with his hands, there was a sudden pause in the movement of his hands.

Tsk... The character in my game is so handsome, if you get close to it, you will definitely see something wrong.

This is not acceptable.

Rolling his eyes, the Zhandi guy simply let go, picked up a lump of mud from the river, wiped it on his face, rubbed it, looked towards the water again, and then nodded in satisfaction.

good.

Finally something like that happened.

This is the smell...

What a weird smell.

Without staying by the stream for too long, the warrior leaned on the stick in his hand and searched upstream, intending to find the specific location of the camp, and then withdraw after looking for iconic reference objects nearby.

However, what he didn't expect was that before he reached the camp, he bumped into several soldiers in black robes holding rifles.

The other party obviously noticed him too, and looked straight at him.

His heart jumped into his throat, and the Zhandi guy thought to himself that he was about to suffer, and he tightened the wooden stick in his hand.

but--

The elite monster standing in front of him seemed to be confused by his outfit, and did not directly trigger the battle, but raised his gun and aimed at him warily.

stop!

The warfield guy obediently stopped in his tracks, and without waiting for the opponent to let him drop his weapon, he took the initiative to throw the sharpened wooden stick in his hand.

The soldier stared at him and continued.

who are you?

me……

The Zhandi guy just wanted to answer, but the words were so stretched, there were only a few words in his stomach, and he couldn't make them up after searching for a long time, and he was about to break out in sweat.

but……

It was precisely because of his reaction that the opponent relaxed his vigilance.

Looking at the frightened wastelander with contempt, the soldier's eyes were clearly showing a bit of contempt.

Scavenger?

The battlefield guy's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

Yep!

Where did the blood come from?

The warfield guy shook the sack in his hand, slowly reached in, and took out the bloody mutant hyena inside.

Seeing the branch sticking out of the hyena's neck, several soldiers looked at each other, making no effort to conceal the ridicule between their brows and words.

As I said, the survivors here are like monkeys.

Tsk tsk, I don't even have a decent weapon, and I'm still fighting aliens with my bare hands.

It's a shame they survived.

They will thank us, anyway, we brought them civilization!

The leading soldier didn't speak, but he no longer doubted. He lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand, pointed to his feet, and pointed to the woods behind him.

Throw everything here, people move forward.

Although the Zhandi guy didn't understand what he heard, he could still understand the gesture, and he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

What's wrong with this?

He just wanted to take a look and left, but he didn't expect to be caught as a scavenger.

The soldiers obviously had no intention of letting him go.

The Zhandi guy only hesitated for half a second, then obediently put down the things in his hand, and obediently walked in the direction the soldier pointed.

After advancing about five or six hundred meters, a spacious camp gate came into his sight.

The north of the camp is close to the hills, and not far to the east is the stream flowing from the mountain.

The entire camp is large in scale, but the facilities are extremely simple. There are only a row of wooden fence walls, a few wooden sentry towers here and there, and a few dozen tents.

Soldiers in black robes were standing guard and patrolling nearby. The number of them was unknown, but it was presumably no less than two centurions.

The center of the camp was filled with darkness, apparently survivors of the drive here. The number of them is also uncountable, but it can only be estimated that the number should not be less than five thousand.

If it wasn't for the gathering together, even the Zhandi people would not have imagined that there are so many survivors living in the small Ruigu City.

Unlike him who was empty-handed, everyone here was carrying big and small bags, and their faces were full of blank, panic or dull expressions.

Most of them were involuntarily taken to this strange place and stayed with a group of people they had never seen before.

Before the Zhandi guy came back to his senses, he was confused and shoved behind the team at the gate of the camp by a soldier at gunpoint.

There was a table at the door, and an officer was sitting behind it. He was holding a pen in his hand, and while writing on paper, he casually threw a sign with a number on it to the survivors standing in front of the table.

Finally arrived at Battlefield.

The officer tapped the table with a pen, and said impatiently when he saw that the man was stupid and didn't respond.

name.

This everyday phrase is understood by Zhandi, but of course it is impossible for him to report his game ID, which is too strange.

In desperation, he blurted out.

Wear it, pangolin.

The officer didn't say anything, just drew two strokes on the paper casually, and then threw the sign to the field guy. Most of the wastelanders are not educated, not to mention using animals as names, there are not a few people who use tables and stools as names.

The warfield guy suspected that this guy didn't listen to what he said, but he didn't stop at the door, glanced at the number on the sign, and walked into the camp.

A group of people stood in a daze in the open space.

He didn't know where to go either.

Just when he was at a loss, a survivor who looked similar to him suddenly approached him.

Dude, where are you from?

The battlefield guy said nonsense casually.

...Better Street.

The survivor looked bewildered.

Better Street? I haven't heard of it.

It's a bit far from here...I was also unlucky and was arrested. The warlord wanted to express it this way, but his vocabulary was too small, so he stumbled a lot, and the other party was confused, so he could only pretend that he might It's a stutter.

Really? You're out of luck...though I'm not much better off.

The man sighed and continued.

My name is Li Ba, and I'm from Shikeshu Village... Those guys in black robes drove us here without any explanation.

My...name is pangolin. The warfield guy immediately asked what he was most concerned about, What are those people planning to do to us?

have no idea.

Li Ba's face was obviously sad.

They didn't say anything. When they got here, they confiscated our food and two-headed cows. They said that they should be managed centrally, and then they left us here and asked us to wait...

While speaking, a man with a protruding nose led a line of soldiers and walked in front of all the survivors.

His gaze was like that of a vulture, and the mere eye contact made the noisy crowd quiet down instantly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

Looking around at all the survivors present, Kerway raised his chin slightly and spoke in an orderly tone.

From now on, the area around Ruigu City is designated as a war zone where the Legion and the Enterprise are fighting. But don't worry, the Legion will provide you with protection until the end of the war.

In exchange for not having to shed blood, you need to pay sweat and labor, as a reward for my gift!

No one dared to stand up against it.

No one dared to say anything.

Everyone's faces were full of fear and anxiety, only the warlord who was mixed in the crowd had a strange expression on his face.

Good guy.

The people of these legions really believed that it was the people of the enterprise who were fighting them.

No wonder they repaired the engine and didn't move forward. It seems that they intend to stop the reinforcements of the enterprise here...

Kerway waited for a while, then continued.

My name is Kerway, and I'm in charge of everything here, big or small.

Standing next to me is the logistics officer, Mr. Feynold. He will explain the work for you, delineate the living area, and arrange the tasks that need to be completed every day.

The man named Feynold had a warm smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to Coleway's self-possession.

This made him seem like a very easy-going person, but the Zhandi guy could feel the arrogance in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

Obviously, he didn't regard the wastelanders in front of him as human beings, but as a pile of supplies or consumables and similar things.

Kerway looked at Finod.

Do you want to say a few words?

Fernand said with a smile.

Tell me, it's all about those things anyway.

Kerway nodded, continued to look at the survivors in the camp, and raised his volume.

Don't think about being lazy, everyone here has to work, no exceptions! Slackers who can't complete their tasks will not have food, let alone any sympathy.

In addition, for outstanding residents, we will not only improve his treatment, but also give generous rewards. For example... let him serve as the captain of ten.

After a pause, he stared at the pair of cloudy eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

Even a centurion!

...

East of Ruigu City.

After marching for a full five days, the transport team and more than a hundred players finally joined forces with Brother Quanshui who arrived in Ruigu City first.

The materials stuffed into a full five trucks finally solved the supply problem of the Stormtroopers.

The NPCs that arrived with the players will be divided into two parts, one part will return to Dawn City to continue transporting supplies, and the other part will stay in the camp to assist players in building positions, and use building materials to reinforce tunnels, anti-gun bunkers and other fixed fortifications.

It was almost dusk.

Glancing at the time on the VM, Commander Quanshui looked at me darkest and asked.

Where's that dog in the battlefield? Why haven't you come back yet?

I said helplessly with the darkest face.

I don't know, he just said try to come back before dark.

I see Xuan. Kakarot shook his head with his arms folded. A distance of 20 to 30 kilometers, without an exoskeleton, would have to run for several hours, right? Even if he found the camp before noon, hurry up. You have to wait until tomorrow when you come back.”

Commander Springs nodded.

That's right, just ignore him.

Kakarot looked at the spring and asked.

What about us? What now?

Knowing that he was asking about countermeasures against the legion, Commander Quanshui thought for a moment and said.

Well...it's not easy to do. They drove all the local residents to one place. We can't hunt and kill the scavengers who go out to collect resources.

It's not entirely a taboo and sensitive moral issue, the key is that doing so is extremely inefficient and will completely push the local residents to the Legion's side.

Suddenly, Commander Quanshui's heart moved, he raised his head and said.

By the way, did you take pictures of those destroyed camps?

Kakarot nodded.

It was filmed... What's wrong?

Commander Springs continued.

In a while, you will take people to contact the nearby survivor settlements, show them the photos taken during the day, and persuade them to leave the village and take refuge outside.

Kakarot froze for a moment, then hesitated.

Will they listen to us?

Fleeing is no small matter.

With only a few photos, it is somewhat whimsical to persuade the locals to leave the place where their ancestors lived for generations.

Spring Water Commander said bluntly.

You tell them that there is a place called Dawn City in Qingquan City, which is 150 kilometers away from here, and the people there are willing to provide them with shelter. When we end the war with the Legion, they can return to their own land. home.

Regardless of their final choice, we will only do what we can.

How much can be persuaded to go.

It's better to drive people away than to let them be captured by the Legion as coolies.

After explaining the task, Commander Quanshui then walked to the side of the supply team, found the NPC in charge, and handed him a locked iron box.

The box is very light and contains only one card.

The card was handed to him by Sesame Paste before the Knights of the White Bear went to explore the entrance of Vault 79.

It is said that it is a very important mission item, and it may change the direction of the battle. Please find a way to deliver it to the administrator.

Commander Quanshui must be inseparable from the front line. He has also arranged specific tasks for every player in the corps. The only ones who can ask them are these NPC soldiers.

Although they are support staff, their loyalty is also beyond doubt.

Even rather than being loyal, it might be better to say that it has become a kind of belief.

We have a wounded person with a special status here, and I need to trouble you to send him back to Dawn City... and this box, please be sure to hand it over to the administrator!

Hearing Commander Quanshui's order, the logistics officer nodded solemnly, reached out to take the box, and pressed his right fist to his chest.

Guaranteed to complete the task!

Commander Quanshui looked at him and nodded, and touched his right fist to his chest as a return gift.

For the alliance!

...

Official website forum.

Today is as lively as ever.

The news here is far more explosive than that of Survivor's Daily. Every now and then, there will be players from Stormtroopers who will bring first-hand battle reports.

Including where they ambushed another legion patrol, how many people were killed, how much equipment was seized, and the melon-eaters were hooked.

Of course.

The most enjoyable thing for players and cloud players is the information brought back by the battlefield brother...

Latest news! The Legion has established a new stronghold near Fallen Leaves Ridge on the northwest side of Ruigu City, called Fallen Leaves Camp!

Spring Commander: Damn it, you're finally bubbling!

I am the darkest: We thought you died outside.

Battlefield atmosphere group: Hey, something happened, I was going to take a look outside and walked over, but by accident, I bumped into the legion's patrol team... Anyway, when I came back to my senses, people were already there. Inside that camp.

The Battlefield guy didn't bother to tell about him peeling potatoes all afternoon, because it would be too embarrassing.

But fortunately, the people of the legion didn't discover his identity as an awakener, nor did they suspect him as a dumb speaker who couldn't speak well.

Instead, the cook-like NPC praised him for his speed of peeling potatoes, praised him for completing three times the workload of other workers, and transferred him from the Datong shop where the workers lived to the quadruple room next to the kitchen , I will be in charge of peeling potatoes in the future.

Kakarot: Fuck?!

Broken leg Kevin: Is there such a good thing?!

Ye Shi: Good guy... I'll just call him good guy.

Canyon Mole on the Run: How many people are there?

Battlefield atmosphere group: Not too many, not too many, probably five or six thousand, most of them are locals captured by the Legion from nearby survivors' settlements.

Big Eyes in Debt: I don't understand, what is the Legion trying to do by gathering those survivors together?

Professor Yang, Thunder King: You don't understand this. Population itself is a kind of resource, with zero maintenance cost and no technical content. A bowl of rice can be used for half a day. How can someone use it so well?

Battlefield atmosphere group: Almost, the legion organized some people to go hunting, some people to pick up waste, and some were responsible for growing croissants and feeding cattle... Most of the supplies produced here were supplied to the airship, and the food for the survivors was only Nourishment cream. Damn, that stuff smells so bad, I think it has pebbles or sawdust in it.

Irena: Are you sure it's wood chips, not bone scraps or something? (funny)

Battlefield atmosphere group: Fuck! Stop talking, I'm going to vomit! (vomit)

Elven King Fugui: Be optimistic, brother, that's just a hypothesis, maybe it's wild fruit, bark, or something different. (Funny)

The mole on the run in the canyon: It feels like the Legion's plan is not small.

Fang Chang: I also have this feeling... It seems that they should plan to support a local force as their pawn in the River Valley Province, just like what they did in the Luoxia Province.

Fujiteng: Luoxia Province? 0.0

Fang Chang: Well, I talked about this with Hal, the newspaper president from Luoxia Province. The Falcon Kingdom in Luoxia Province is the legion's servant country east of the Great Desert.

Commander Spring: In any case, the Legion has already taken countermeasures against our guerrilla tactics, and we have to adjust our tactics appropriately.

Paddle on the edge: Speaking of which, what about Boulder City? Has there been any reaction?

Fang Chang: Of course there is, but I can't say whether it is the heightened war spirit or pure panic. Anyway, after that day, I saw a lot of arms sent to the northern suburbs. The high-level of the alliance should have reached an agreement with the high-level of Boulder City. Some kind of agreement... I guess.

Paddle on the edge: Hey, it would be great if the people from the company left two days later.

Everyone said something to each other, and the post was built thousands of floors in a short time.

Especially when I heard that the officer named Kerway promised that those who made outstanding contributions would be appointed as commanders of tens or even commanders of centurions. Many people who eat melons encouraged the field guys to perform well and try to become a puppet army leader. Dangdang.

Chu Guang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was also surprised at the moment.

Good guy.

Is this considered breaking into the army?

Little Qi.

What's the matter, Master? Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, tilted her head.

Can you connect the task interface with the official website forum account? Chu Guang thought for a while, and described his thoughts, Simply put, it is to allow players to confirm their tasks through the official website account outside the game.

He wanted to do this before, but he forgot because he didn't have the need and he was busy during this time.

After listening to Chu Guang's request, Xiao Qi immediately nodded energetically.

No problem! This is very simple, leave it to Xiao Qi!

It is really easy for it to connect two developed systems together, just do a data exchange on the server.

It didn't take a minute for the software program to be updated.

Now players can not only check the task progress on the official website, but also receive new tasks on the official website.

Holding the mouse in his right hand, Chu Guang browsed Xiao Qi's masterpiece, with a smile on his face.

good.

Players have gained convenience, and they have gained the convenience of using players. There is no doubt that this is a change that has the best of both worlds.

Grandpa is simply a genius!

...

At the same time, a bedroom in a parallel world.

A certain person who was sitting in front of the computer with a smirk on his face and watching the number of replies soared suddenly sat up straight from his chair and let out a strange cry.

Fuck? This is okay?!

Just now, the battlefield atmosphere team suddenly discovered that there was a small red dot in the column of user information in the upper right corner of the official website.

Curiously clicked and opened it, it turned out to be the taskbar!

When was it updated?

The Zhandi guy had a dazed expression on his face, but after clicking the mouse twice, his dazed expression quickly turned into ecstasy.

In the past, this broken game couldn't even complete the mission without the VM system.

Now the dog plan has finally compromised on the authenticity. Players can not only check the progress of the missions on the official website, but also check the newly triggered missions!

It's just a blast, okay?

[Task 1: Lurk in the Fallen Leaves camp and inquire about the movement of the legion. The reward amount is determined by the value and accuracy of the intelligence. 】

[Task 2 (optional): Infiltrate the management of the Fallen Leaves Camp and gain the trust of the Legion. 】

[Task 3 (optional): ...]

Seeing the new and exciting missions, Zhandi couldn't wait to cut off the page, and excitedly ran to the forum to open a new post to announce the good news.

Brother Meng! The dog plan has been updated!!!

...

Players in the entire forum were giving Zhandi Dude bad ideas and helping him improve his undercover character design. Chu Guang felt that he didn't need to worry too much.

Putting eyeliner in the legion's camp is just an attempt, and the outcome of the war will ultimately be determined on the battlefield.

Chu Guang never bet his expectation of victory on a certain piece of equipment or on a certain two people, but it is not ruled out that the old man in the field may bring him unexpected surprises.

What if?

What if he became the leader of the puppet army and successfully gained the trust of the army?

Although the probability is almost zero, it is not completely impossible.

In short, there is old brother Quanshui on the front line commanding, Chu Guang has designated Ruigu City as a war zone, and has given him full authority over all matters in the war zone.

Numerous previous battles have proved this player's command and organization ability. Chu Guang believes that he should be able to plan the position of each machine gun position, and there is no need to worry too much about it.

On his side, he only needs to manage the logistics well and ensure that the ammunition on the front line is sufficient, and he will naturally give himself a satisfactory answer.

In contrast, Chu Guang paid more attention to another team that was performing a mission.

Three days ago, the White Bear Knights set off from the operation camp and went deep into the urban area of ​​Ruigu City, searching for the entrance to Vault 79.

Judging from Sisi's continuously updated posts on the forum, their treasure hunt seems to have made new progress...