This Game Is Too Realistic

On the southwest side of Ruigu City, a group of mobs dressed in various styles were forming crooked formations, and they were moving towards the northeast city area under the leadership of ten soldiers in black robes.

These stragglers in uniform are basically local survivors. Some of them were scavengers, some were hunters, and even farmers and herdsmen.

In the legion, this kind of troops composed of survivors of the occupied areas or the non-core population in the territory is usually called retinue army.

Unlike the well-equipped legionnaires, not only did they have malnourished dishes on their faces, their bodies were as thin as a hemp stalk, and their equipment was crude, even inferior to some stronger predators.

Everyone received only one Eripper rifle. Before going to the battlefield, fifteen or thirty rounds of ammunition would be prepared. If the ammunition was exhausted, they would either pick up the teammates or fight with bayonets.

Before that, they didn't even receive professional training, at most they only dealt with a few mutated cockroaches and mice.

However, there is no need for training.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the legion, these people are just the cannon fodder they recruited cheaply to consume the consumables of the enemy's ammunition.

No one expected them to come back alive, or even better dead.

Of course, this is just the opinion of the majority of the Legion.

These people who have been labeled as cannon fodder obviously don't see themselves that way.

The legion promised them that if they survived three battles, they would become one of their own and have the chance to be promoted to ten commander. Survive six battles and have a chance to be promoted to Centurion.

In addition, there is a shortcut to go.

That's the head of a Deathclaw!

As long as you can cut off the animal's head, you will not only be able to become a centurion, but you will also be rewarded with ten slaves!

Upon hearing this good news, many survivors who had already signed up for the retinue army volunteered to join the hunting team.

Although the reputation of the Death Claw is terrifying, there are very few survivors who have actually seen it, and even fewer have seen it and survived.

In the imagination of most survivors, with artillery support and various anti-armor weapons, facing a beast that can be killed with effort is easier than going to the jungle to fight with the elite troops of the enterprise. many.

After all, the latter is the existence that beat the regular army who trained them into a dizzy state. If they really met those guys, they might be sent to see the Great Horned Deer God without seeing the enemy anywhere...

Lovingly stroking the rifle in his hand, Li Ba's face was full of obsession.

He had never touched a rifle of such fine workmanship.

In Ten Trees Village, the double-barreled shotgun of the old hunter who lived next door to him was already quite a weapon in his opinion.

He dreamed of having one.

The field guy with the rifle glanced at this guy, and wanted to complain, What about a garbage gun used for cannon fodder? Can be swallowed back into the stomach.

However, just as he looked away, the NPC named Li Ba suddenly spoke to him.

Dude, you're from Beit Street, aren't you?

yes.

Do you have deathclaws there?

His face was full of apprehension and nervousness, but apart from these negative emotions, the Zhandi guy also unexpectedly saw a trace of excitement.

After all, people who have never been on the battlefield probably have some unrealistic fantasies in their hearts.

The Battlefield guy replied briefly.

have.

Li Ba: Awesome! Have you seen it?

Hearing this, the corner of the battle field guy's mouth suddenly curled up into a smile.

Hehe, I've seen it before.

It was like looking down and not seeing up.

There is a big one outside the shelter and a small one inside. Near the nuclear bomb crater in the Elm District, one or two Deathclaws would occasionally wander over.

He has long been familiar with it.

Li Ba's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked questions.

Is that death claw powerful?

It's so-so. A slap can blow a person's head away, and a paw can tear a person's intestines out of the stomach.

Hearing this sentence, Li Ba's face turned slightly pale.

real or fake……

The battlefield guy laughed.

I lied to you, why don't you go up and try it later?

Li Ba didn't speak.

Seeing this guy's timid look, the Zhandi guy didn't continue to bully him, and said a word of comfort with a smile.

Don't worry, we shouldn't see that guy today.

Li Ba was stunned.

Why?

intuition.

Of course, the warlord will not tell this guy that he has leaked today's plan to the good brothers of the Stormtroopers.

Xiangling Town is the entrance to Vault 79.

Before the Raiders of Vault 79 made progress, it was impossible for them to let the Legion get rid of the boss at the gate.

Looking up at the sunlight that climbed over the treetops, the warfield guy muttered to himself,

It should be soon.

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, there was a sudden explosion in the room area in front.

I saw a tracer flashing, and the thick bulletproof armor burst and flew, and a soldier in a black robe in the crowd flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, his upper body was bloody and bloody.

Seeing this, the Zhandi guy suddenly had surprise in his eyes.

Good guy.

Anti-materiel rifle hits people!

True punishment!

He was so familiar with that voice that he couldn't be more familiar with it. It sounded like the Alliance's 20mm light cavalry gun, which could use armor-piercing, high-explosive, and incendiary warheads.

This weapon is quite effective whether it is anti-infantry or anti-alien. Four parallel can be used as anti-aircraft machine guns, and it can be used as a sniper when disassembled separately.

It can be said that it is very easy to use.

There is an ambush!

Everyone disperse! Look for a bunker to hide!

quick!

Although they were caught off guard, those soldiers in black robes were well-trained aviation marines who responded immediately when they were attacked.

The officer in black robe roared, and rushed to the nearby bunker with the three men who were still alive, and the puppet army formed by the survivors quickly came to their senses, and they also rushed towards the nearby bunker. The bunker is nearby to avoid.

However, their opponents are certainly not vegetarians.

Almost at the moment when the thunderous gunshots sounded, the machine gun deployed in the window also sprayed out raging tongues of flame.

The 7mm bullets poured down like raindrops, instantly setting off a bloodbath on the street directly opposite.

The soldiers who had no time to evade fell down like cutting wheat, and killed more than ten people in an instant. Even though the remaining soldiers scattered to the back of the bunker, they were still unable to move in the face of the fierce firepower. don't start.

The moment the first shot was fired, Li Ba was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't even know how he got behind the bunker, only to hear the bullets whizzing around, sparks, gravel and cement chips flying in all directions.

Holding the rifle tightly, he sat against the broken concrete wall, his pale lips trembling, but he didn't say a word.

On the street three meters away from his feet, there was a bloody corpse lying there. The person was undoubtedly dead, but his legs and feet were still thrashing about.

He let go of the hand holding Li Ba's collar, dragged the guy into the battlefield atmosphere group of the bunker, and glanced at the corpses on the street next to him.

Although these dead cannon fodder were also victims of the Legion's invasion, the soldiers of the Alliance will not show mercy.

This is the battlefield.

Hi, how are you?

I...I... Li Ba opened and closed his mouth pale, and his originally pale face suddenly turned into a liver color.

Take a deep breath, calm down, don't be shot to death, and suffocate yourself... That's too shameful.

He patted the guy on the shoulder vigorously, seeing the completely frightened expression, the warfield guy sighed, and said a few words of comfort in a crappy human couplet.

Then he grabbed the Ripper rifle that had been set aside and pulled the bolt to load it.

At this time, in the alley not far away, the roar of the officer came.

go ahead--!

Let me push forward!

I saw who was crouching behind the cover like a softie, I shot him with my own hands!

In front is the roar of the machine gun, and behind it is the roar of the supervisor.

ah!!!

Finally unable to withstand the pressure, a survivor rushed out of the bunker like crazy, shouted loudly to vent his fear, and rushed to the tall building directly in front of him with a rifle in his hand.

However, before he took two steps, a cloud of blood exploded from his body, and the shouting stopped abruptly. Before he could even utter a scream, he fell straight on the blood-soaked street.

The survivors who were just about to rush out of the bunker were terrified by this scene, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't move at all.

The officer leaning against the back of the bunker looked at the corpse still in the fountain, and was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and cursed on the spot.

Are you a pig?!

I told you to go around! Who the hell told you to go straight ahead and block their eye-catching eyes!

It's a pity that the dead can't speak, and the bloody corpse obviously won't talk to him.

But with that living example, the other cannon fodders learned to be obedient, and they all buried their heads, clinging to the bunker, and advancing forward from the side.

However, whether they have received formal training or not, even though their bodies have gradually adapted to the battlefield, these cannon fodder still have almost no combat quality.

Everyone swarmed into the alley, and quickly became a mess like headless chickens.

The machine guns in the distance stopped for a second or two. These rookies who had not trained for more than 24 hours didn't even know which direction to run.

However, the field guy is clear.

time to go.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Li Ba off the ground, and led the weak-legged coward to the alley where the machine gun fire couldn't reach.

To stay where you are is sure to die.

The people of the legion would not hesitate to execute them as deserters, to make an example to others.

What's more, as a two-year-old boy, it is impossible to expect to win the trust of the enemy by fighting until the end.

Last night, Zhandi and his good brothers discussed this matter in the group.

According to Brother Quanshui's plan, the Storm Corps will launch an ambush based on his intelligence to intercept the hunting team sent by the Sniper Corps to Xiangling Town.

And after defeating the legion's plan for the day, he will be given a chance to pick his head.

Almost at the same time that Zhandi went around to the small alley on the south side, three 100mm artillery shots accurately hit the housing area not far in front of him.

The billowing smoke exploded in an instant, and the scorching air waves and smoke column rushed to a height of more than ten meters, blasting three huge craters into the originally intact concrete wall.

The flying gravel scared the surrounding puppet soldiers to lie down on the ground one after another, with their heads pressed against the ground and not daring to move.

Amidst the sound of rolling cannons, the roar of the officer came faintly.

Get up! Don't stop! Everyone move forward!

Get those dregs who attacked us out of that building!

However, the effect of this roar is not very great.

One is that the distance is too far to hear clearly, and the other is that many people have not yet recovered from the sound of the guns, lying on the ground and dare not move at all.

This time, Li Ba refused to move forward even if he said nothing, and the Zhandi guy didn't continue to carry the oil bottle any more. He rushed through the scorching smoke alone and rushed into the building that had been bombed by artillery fire.

A soft cough came from above the broken stairs.

The previous round of heavy artillery did not kill the players hiding in the concrete building, but it was obvious that they were seriously injured by the sound.

Kakarot?

The Battlefield guy tentatively yelled up the stairs, and waited for a long time before hearing a response.

I'm an old ghost! Damn it...the gang of dog coins on the opposite side go directly to the cannon, they don't talk about martial arts.

The old ghost is the nickname of Ghost Catching the Grave, and he is also a member of the Storm Corps. The warfield guy knew who the person above was when he heard it, and joked with a smile.

Isn't it basic practice to wash the artillery?

After a pause, he urged me.

Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, you can solve it yourself, or I will come up and help you.

There was a hey hey laugh from the stairs.

Isn't it too boring to give you the head directly.

The rules of the game prohibit malicious PK, and the non-submission to arbitration method to resolve conflicts in the game will result in equal penalties for both parties. Almost no one will joke about the qualification of the beta test, and those who dare to joke will be kicked out even before finishing the Passing the Torch task The server is up.

However, what the rules prohibit is only maliciousness, mission requirements or special circumstances are not prohibited.

I always heard Brother Quanshui bragging about the combat effectiveness of Brother Zhandi, and the old ghost wanted to take this opportunity to try his skills.

The Zhandi guy was taken aback for a moment, just in time to see the hair-thin tripwire at the top of the stairs, then looked up and smiled.

mock up.

He also played half push and half with grandpa.

Okay, how about making gestures?

There was a hearty laugh from above the stairs.

Haha, that's exactly what I mean!

Come on! Have a good fight!

...

One is the strength system of LV15, and the other is the agility system of LV22.

Whether it's panel data or combat experience, the battlefield atmosphere group has an advantage, and there is absolutely no reason to lose.

Not to mention, the old ghost brother was also injured internally in the previous shelling.

He won the PK without any suspense, but the Zhandi guy still saved some face for his good brother, and let him choose a way to die after the battle.

Tell me, what do you want.

Lying in a pool of blood, Buffy at the grave was panting heavily, looked at the battlefield atmosphere group who was throwing a knife in his hand, and said hehe.

Ahem... Alliance, there are no cowards! Let those ghosts see Lao Tzu's bravery!

The battlefield guy suddenly nodded and said.

Understood, I will fill up a few more holes for you later.

Please! By the way, remember to disfigure me!

Confess the will.

The old ghost rolled his eyes and consciously went offline.

Seeing his good brother lying motionless on the ground, the Zhandi guy instead held the knife in his hand, sighed softly, and walked forward.

Good brother, I'm sorry.

...

Although I know it's a game, although I won't really die, although there are so many, I still panic when I really start.

but--

It's all about the alliance.

Thinking about it this way made me feel much happier.

While saving Lao Hei in his heart, the Zhandi guy dragged the bloody quest props back and handed in the quest.

Seeing the battlefield atmosphere group walking out of the ruins covered in blood, not only the survivors who were forced to move forward were stunned, but even the four legionnaires who were still alive were dumbfounded.

...just this one.

Throwing the corpse and the wreckage of the weapon on the ground, the battlefield atmosphere team looked at the dumbfounded officer in front of them, and said words like gold.

The officer finally came back to his senses, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words stiffly.

very good……

This guy……

What is it all about?

The battle was over and the casualties counted.

In a team of 121 people, 31 died, including a soldier of the Air Marine Corps.

The hunting hadn't started yet, and the casualties had already exceeded expectations. After reporting the situation to their superiors, the remaining four legionnaires returned to the Fallen Leaves Camp with the rest of them.

When he first returned to the camp, the battlefield atmosphere team was still thinking about whether his credit would be snatched by the officer leading the team, but soon he found that his worries were completely unnecessary.

Back in the camp, the warfield guy hadn't rested for a while before he was called to Kerway's tent by the legionnaires who came.

This centurion with three stripes is the highest person in charge of the Fallen Leaves Camp. I heard from the soldiers of the legion that this person is Rachel's direct subordinate and has an unusual status.

In the tent.

Kerway stared at the bloody man in front of him, and said slowly.

name.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team, who had already assumed their roles, stood up straight and replied skillfully.

pangolin!

The officer in front of him didn't speak, but just stared at him with sharp eyes, scanning him back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Zhandi guy couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Could this big nose be his fancy?

Not so...

Just when he was thinking about whether to make a fool of himself, Kerway standing in front of him suddenly showed an expression of appreciation, and nodded slowly.

good!

Having just gone through a great battle, the atmosphere was not chaotic at all. He rushed into the area covered by artillery fire single-handedly, and killed an elite awakened person of a company with only a Ripper rifle. This combat power is really surprising...

What surprised Colway especially was that the man showed no sign of timidity in the face of his temptations.

This guy is a talent!

The only pity is that this person's identity is an aborigine, not a member of the legion with noble blood. Otherwise, he would not hesitate to introduce this warrior to his chief Rachel.

With a trace of regret in his eyes, Kerway raised his chin slightly and continued.

From today onwards, I will appoint you as the ten commander of the retinue army.

Fuck?

The battlefield atmosphere team was overjoyed.

This makes him an officer? !

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately raised his chest and answered.

yes!

Colway nodded approvingly.

Behave well, I like you!

...

The Warzone's undercover plan goes unexpectedly well.

After sacrificing an awakened person, he not only became the commander of the puppet army, but was even unexpectedly appreciated by the BOSS Kerway of the Fallen Leaf Camp.

At the same time, when the players of the White Bear Knights and the Death Corps were busy attacking shelter 79, the logistics transport team that brought Luo Hua back from Ruigu City finally rushed back to the northern suburb of Qingquan City.

Seeing Luo Hua wrapped up like a mummy on the stretcher, Chu Guang couldn't help but twitched his brows, and immediately ordered.

Send him to the shelter!

After taking over the wounded from the logistics force, the medical staff immediately carried the stretcher and rushed towards the shelter.

Chu Guang followed behind and went back to the shelter together.

Although there are hospitals on the surface, both the professional level of the doctors and the medical conditions are obviously inferior to the shelters.

Infirmary on the B3 floor.

He Ya gave a comprehensive examination to Luo Hua who was lying on the scanning bed, and quickly sorted out the scanning results on the tablet.

The left arm is completely necrotic, I'm afraid it will have to be amputated... After she finished speaking, she looked at Yin Fang who was standing aside, Surgery, you are better at this.

Yin Fang did not speak, but turned his gaze to Chu Guang, waiting for him to make a decision.

He was the only one here who knew the wounded better.

After thinking for half a second, Chu Guang quickly nodded.

Cut it off, and put him in a bionic prosthetic body.

Yin Fang continued to ask.

Which kind?

Chu Guang said without hesitation.

Of course I bought it from the company.

He didn't sell all the bionic prosthetic bodies imported from Hedin to Boulder City. After all, this kind of luxury goods is rare and expensive, and if you sell too much at one time, it is worthless.

Yin Fang glanced at Chu Guang in surprise.

Didn't expect this guy to be so generous?

But he didn't say anything, and invited Chu Guang and He Ya out of the infirmary, and then immediately started the operation.

The door of the infirmary.

He Ya, who folded her arms, looked at Chu Guang curiously and asked.

Your friend?

Yes.

He was seriously injured...

Looking at the tightly closed door, Heya said with some emotion in her tone.

I found at least twenty pieces of shrapnel on his body, and his survival depends on the few bionic organs in his body.

Chu Guang didn't speak, but took out a silver card from his pocket.

The card was covered with blood, but the blood fat did not stick to it. Chu Guang stared at it for a while, frowning slightly.

Noticing what he was holding, Heya, who was standing aside, raised her eyebrows and said suddenly.

I think I've seen this before.

Chu Guang immediately looked at her.

Where did you see it?

I don't remember exactly where it is, but this thing... is actually the door card of the shelter, right? I remember that the function is not only to open the door, but also to attach some permissions to the card, Heya glanced at it strangely. Chu Guang, Don't you have any here?

...we are more economical, and we don't need it.

With a perfunctory sentence, Chu Guang stared at the card in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The key to Vault 0?

They really found it...