This Game Is Too Realistic

At the same time as the Pangolin was slaughtering, hundreds of offline accounts appeared on the official website of Wasteland OL.

And most of them are newcomers who have just obtained the qualification for beta testing.

Outlaw lunatic: Fuck! Boss! It's so exciting!

I am responsible for dying first: Hahaha! I'm still coming!

Hungry at the end of the day: It's normal, it's gone with a whoosh, it doesn't feel as good as...

Although the feeling of dying is not pleasant, dying for the first time is still very new to most Mengxin.

The main reason is that everyone has never experienced it in reality.

As a result, a lot of posts expressing death testimonials suddenly popped up on the forum, and the content was full of curiosity.

Of course, after experiencing it once, not everyone feels the excitement, because that moment is too short.

It is so short that when the eyes are opened and closed, the person is already in the helmet.

Sleepy after waking up: Tsk, it's not addictive, I don't feel anything at all, and it's over when the eyes are dark, can you open the real pain?

Quit smoking: Damn! You are more perverted than a mosquito!

WC really has mosquitoes: ???

Ye Shi: This buddy was shot in the head. If he hit his stomach, he would have to twitch on the ground for a while. (Funny)

Extrajudicial lunatic: @Big Eyes in Debt. Brother! When is the next time you will give away a head? (excited)

Big Eyes of Debt: Take your time, don't worry, there will be more chances of dying in the future, and the next wave will be the Stormtroopers. (Proud)

Spring Commander: We won't give you that. (Squint eyes)

Battlefield atmosphere group: That's right! Why don't you play it anyway, I don't have a chance to waste ammunition! Poor review!

Paddle on the edge: Next time I will change to a more reliable leader. (Embarrassing)

Big Eyes of Debt: Ahem... Anyway, those newcomers, listen carefully, war is cruel! If you really go to the battlefield, you will not be able to survive for two seconds when you meet such cruel and merciless bastards as the warlords! understand?

Outlaw lunatic: Understood! Brother!

I am responsible for dying first: Brother! Why can't this game survive!

Sleepy after waking up: Damn it! What the hell is the countdown to resurrection?

Big Eyes of Debt: Uh, I forgot to tell you guys that you have to wait three days to die in this game... Wait, don't you know?!

Outlaw lunatic: Fuck!

Sleepy when waking up: I don't make it!

Fang Chang: For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was the real Mengxin or the fake Mengxin. (Slanting eyes)

I am responsible for dying first: This death penalty is too heavy! T.T

Fang Chang: Calm down, as long as you don't die, it's not so easy to die in normal gameplay... By the way, who is holding the highest record?

Mole on the run in the canyon: Crow, that guy died the first time, and he never died the next time.

Crow: Hey. (^_)☆

Fujito: I didn't die once. ()

Ye Shi: !!!

Tomato scrambled eggs: 666

Recently, the release speed of beta qualifications has suddenly accelerated. Originally, 20 to 30 beta qualifications were issued a day, but last week it suddenly increased to one or two hundred a day, and the number of players was pulled to more than 10,000 before it gradually slowed down.

A large number of bewildered newcomers flooded into the game, and a lot of hands-on parties suddenly appeared on the forum, and various questions that had been asked countless times before popped up again.

Part of it is of course pretending, and part of it is really not understanding.

It's actually normal.

Don't look at some cloud players who analyze well and soundly, they are all bragging on paper, and they are no different from rookies when they really enter the game.

The entry of a large number of new players will inject fresh blood into the server, but at the same time it will also bring certain challenges to the original server order.

Most of the old players watched the alliance build up from scratch. During the long-term game process, they have established deep bonds with many game characters, and they have strong emotional resonance with many people and things in this world. .

They believe they are doing the right thing.

And in this process, their self-worth will be realized.

More than that, the rewards given to them by the game mechanism are not only the momentary pleasure of self-realization, but also include emotional or material rewards attached to it.

But it would be too far-fetched to expect a newcomer who has just entered the game to have a strong sense of belonging to the game just because he has followed the posts and small movies for a long time on the forum.

Most of the newcomers enter the game for the first time, and at most they only have the shock of virtual reality and a little awe of the strict rules.

If it is another game, the operator may not care, and even hopes that the player will let go a little bit, do whatever they want in the virtual world, and then spend krypton gold in order to obtain more intense sensory stimulation.

But Wasteland OL is not a real game after all, of course Chu Guang can't leave them alone and let these energetic newbies do things all day long.

Farming is much more difficult than wasting a field.

In order for the newcomers to actively participate in the game, they must first be injected with a little positive energy!

In other words, let them have a sense of identity and belonging to this different world!

Just relying on the task of passing on the torch can no longer absorb such a large number of newcomers, and there are not so many old players who spend every day in the novice village.

After thinking about it, Chu Guang simply launched a conscription campaign and threw these newcomers directly into the corps for military training.

During the event period, newcomers can choose whether to enlist in the army or not.

If you choose Yes, you will automatically obtain the Soldier profession with level restrictions, and you will have three chances to fill in your volunteers. You can join the first, second or player corps of the alliance as a reserve.

Reserve status does not occupy the upper limit of the Corps.

For the newcomers who participate in the event, in addition to the rewards of the exclusive gift pack of the event, the player system that needs to be unlocked at the citizen level will be unlocked in advance during the event period-that is, VM.

During the event period, if you reach the citizen level, you can keep it for free.

With such generous conditions, I believe that as long as players who are not obsessed with life professional gameplay, they will choose a corps to join.

In this way, with Chu Guang's series of operations, the painting style on the forum finally became normal, from the mindless questions of newcomers to recruiting new recruits by major corps.

[Burning Corps! Take you to experience the feeling of flying! 】

[Death Corps is recruiting! It doesn't matter whether you are strong or not, come brothers who are not afraid of death! Strength and physique are priority! 】

[Storm Corps recruits! No matter what department you are in, listen to the conductor's private message and leave a message! The regiment commander pulls you into the group! 】

[Skeleton Corps Recruitment! I will drive! Tanks are the priority! 】

[Goblin Corps is recruiting! We are professional in shooting guns and flying planes! It doesn't matter, the Corps Commander will teach you! (bad smile)]

[Jungle Corps Recruitment! Strength system! Only accept the strength system! 】

【…】

[Silver Corps... just survive! T.T]

Seeing these recruiting posts, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad! They are all very energetic!

The vast majority of newcomer players are concentrated on the top corps with a high appearance rate in the official expansion, especially the death corps and storm corps.

In fact, there are not a few people who sign up for the Burning Corps and the Skeleton Corps, but one is following the special warfare route and the screening threshold is relatively high. One is to take the armor route, which requires at least a driver's license and can tolerate the boredom of driving for a long time.

For the vast majority of players, it is more suitable for the conventional gameplay.

As for how to train after entering the Corps?

That's not something he, the manager, worries about.

One's own people manage by themselves!

...

On the Gobi Desert, between No. 3 oasis and No. 9 oasis.

The coalition forces of the Alliance, the Falcon, and the Honey Badger Kingdom camped at the foot of a sand dune, built a front-line position, and prepared for the next stage of the battle.

The company's construction team even built an airport on the front line.

A large number of supplies were sent from the rear by trucks and transport planes.

Not only that, a large number of newcomers who just entered the game also came to the frontline camp along with the transport plane. Because the pick-up partner hadn't come yet, he was standing on the edge of the airport looking around excitedly.

desert!

Damn it! It exploded!

A Mengxin got carried away with excitement, regardless of the time, place and occasion, lay down on the ground and licked a mouthful of sand, smacked his mouth, and spit it out again.

Bah! Damn it's still salty!

Seeing his embarrassing appearance, several newcomers on the same shift laughed out loud.

Hahaha!

I just saw a camel passing by here, you go ask it?

%￥#@!

Several patrolling kingdom soldiers looked at the residents of the refuge who were behaving strangely, with strange expressions on their faces.

A soldier whispered.

Are these guys really okay?

It feels...not normal.

The captain standing beside him coughed.

Leave them alone and do your job.

The alliance is now their suzerain country. I heard that they welcomed the administrator of the alliance that day, and their majesty even let the administrator live in his own palace.

Although the royal family has always denied it, insisting that they have prepared a separate palace for the managers, who knows this kind of thing?

Even if it was true, those big shots would probably not admit it.

The administrators of the alliance are already above the king. Even if the law does not grant the residents of the alliance super-national status, they already have a status higher than ordinary people in fact.

In short, no matter what those people do, they are not small people like them who can make irresponsible remarks.

Probably realizing that his family was making a fool of himself, a shelter resident wearing a VM soon came over and took those disgraceful guys away.

Looking at the newcomer with a mouthful of mud, Kakarot said sadly.

Damn it! How many times have I told you in the group, behave normally after getting off the plane! You represent the alliance! It's the collective! You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed too!

Buried in the ground for safety said with a look of grievance.

Oh until now.

And you! Kakarot then glared at the guys who were still laughing, Still laughing! I don't know how to give him a hand!

Several newcomers scratched the back of their heads embarrassingly.

Holding the chessboard in hand: Ah... I want to pull it, but his agility is too fast, I can't pull it.

Ah Nie: Okay brother! Next time! Hehe, can you perform a one-handed vigor bomb?

Kakarot: ...

This year's newcomers are so hard to bring along!

At the same time, the frontline headquarters.

Commander Quanshui was staring at the strategic map, grinning happily for a while, and frowning wistfully for a while.

Recently, the official launched a new event, suddenly over-issued beta qualifications, and stuffed a bunch of newcomers to the front line.

As a powerful corps in T1, the Storm Corps has naturally become the first choice for countless newcomers, and its scale has also increased accordingly, from a regiment to half a brigade, and is advancing towards the size of a brigade by leaps and bounds.

While Commander Quanshui was happy, he couldn't help feeling a little headache for a while.

Having more people is of course a good thing, which commander would think that he has too many people under his command?

If this trend continues, he will be able to become a teacher in just a few versions.

However……

The official seems to have completely thrown the task of bringing new ideas to them, the corps leaders, and arranged several KPI assessment indicators for them.

The rewards that each corps can obtain in the event will be linked to the two indicators of the newcomers' retention and new contribution points.

Don’t worry about retention, the only “completely real” virtual reality game on the market, even if it’s for getting up early the next day, no one will quit playing.

But adding new contribution points is more confusing.

This is the front line, unless you join the NPC Corps, there is no chance to earn contribution points.

Unless, get a high score in the battle.

According to the reward rules of Wasteland OL, in the battle settlement stage, personal scores will be calculated based on the team's total score and personal combat performance, and settled into contribution points and silver coin rewards. If the individual performance is too hip, or not participating at all, the reward may even be compressed to 1%.

It is impossible to mix points.

The only idea now is to let the newcomers grow up quickly.

Just when Commander Quanshui was thinking sadly, I walked in from outside the tent holding the back of my head the darkest.

Another batch of fresh and delicious Xiaomeng has arrived. Kakarot has sent them to the training camp to teach them how to shoot guns. Let me tell you... Uh, what's your situation, why are you frowning? of?

Commander Springs sighed.

There are too many people. I will consider raising the threshold in a few days.

I froze the most.

Isn't it good to have too many people?

A few months ago, this guy thought there were too few people.

Quanshui rolled his eyes.

You know a hammer. If you haven't practiced it, it will be a burden on the battlefield. There is a ghost to use it. It's better to drive screws in the back!

I curled my lips in the darkest disdain.

Tch, I haven't trained all day, it's not the same!

Quan Shui shook his head and said.

It's not the same. When the server first started, the entire alliance couldn't gather a few guns, but there were so many predators and alien species. The fighting intensity was much higher than now. From morning to night, I wish I could die twice a week. What's that? No, it’s okay to die a few times.”

That's right, you can die a few times and you'll be fine, I patted his shoulder with the darkest smirk, I think it's better to give those cute newbies a bargain and let them go to the front line before training them. Send a human head. It is impossible to understand this game without dying once.

Commander Quanshui rolled his eyes, and was about to complain about his thoughtless idea, but when he thought about it, he was slightly taken aback.

yes.

What instructor can be more fierce than the enemy?

Just now he kept thinking that he couldn't throw the inexperienced rookie to death, but then he thought, what training can leave a deeper memory than the memory of death?

This is a game after all, not reality.

Even if the player is killed, they will not really die.

Realizing that he had fallen into the misunderstanding of inertial thinking, Quan Shui thought for a long time, and nodded thoughtfully after a while.

Well... maybe, this is really a way.

Excitement ignited in his eyes, after all, he looked at me standing at the door the darkest.

Just do it! In a while, you will bring a hundred or eighty new buddies, randomly distribute some weapons like that, and send wave express to our field brothers!

I froze for a moment.

Fuck! Why me?

Quanshui rolled his eyes.

You came up with the idea, who will you go to if you don't?

I am the darkest dumbfounded.

The newcomer was brought by Kakarot, you let him go!

Spring shook his head.

He has to be responsible for receiving newcomers, why don't you change with him?

As soon as I heard that I was going to bring a newcomer, I immediately shook my head like a rattle.

He doesn't dislike bringing in newcomers, who doesn't like a job that pretends to be aggressive and pays for it? But the problem is that there are too many newcomers, and this is obviously not the same as the Passing the Torch mission.

But when he thought that he would have to wait three days to die, his face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd.

But I don't want to die either...

Commander Springs coughed.

You are asked to rush with Mengxin, not to rush with Mengxin... When they are dead, you can withdraw by yourself.

I froze the most.

Fuck! Can you still do this?

Otherwise what do you want?

Spring Water Commander pushed him on the shoulder provocatively, and drove the guy out of the tent.

Hurry up, don't be silly! There are still more than two hundred kilometers from here to the front line. Come back and send another batch for me.

In this way, eight electric mule trucks drove into the training ground.

Holding a few bundles of rifles in my hand, I was the darkest when I was mentally prepared. I jumped out of the carriage with a hey, and walked in front of the newbies who were undergoing training.

These rifles and bullets on the car are all stock in the arsenal of the Lion Kingdom.

The oldest rifles were even purchased thirty years ago. Although there is no problem with shooting, the quality is not good.

There are also those ammunition, two shots can fire and one shot will burn high incense, and the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom don't even use it themselves.

But these are not important.

According to the suggestion of the NPC, the logistics officer of the Stormtroopers, you are still attacking tentatively, so you might as well use the inventory of friendly troops first.

When the bottom-of-the-box inventory gets rid of, they just happen to import new ones from the league.

As for the friendly army, as soon as they heard that someone was willing to consume the garbage stuffed by nobles and lords for themselves, they generously threw the key to me without saying a word, and asked him to use it casually.

In this way, the equipment of the group performers was assembled without any effort.

Kakarot glanced at the thick bulletproof armor on my darkest body, then at the eight trucks behind him, and asked in a daze.

What are you doing?

What are you doing? You forgot? It's time for us to give away the head today!

I lowered my voice the most and said hey, then looked at the curious newbies who surrounded me, cleared my throat, and said in a serious tone.

Brothers! An order from the manager! We are going to the front line to attack the Legion's G35 area No. 7 position! Do you have the courage to go with me!

A strength player in front immediately asked.

Brother, do you want to shoot?

This is the question that newcomers are most concerned about.

Before reaching the citizen level in this game, unless an old player brings it, basically there is no chance to own a rifle of his own.

I waved my darkest hand.

Fire! Not only fire guns, but also fire bullets at the front line!

As soon as they heard that the gun was fired and the bullets were returned, all the newbies were instantly excited, and rushed up to sign up, rushing to the truck.

Me, me, me!

Boss, look at me!

Give me one too!

Seeing the turbulent crowd, and many of the people in the front row were strength-type animals, I panicked at the worst, and quickly threw away the gun and said.

You grab it yourself! If you grab it, get in the car, if you don't grab it, don't panic, there is another chance!

One hundred and twenty rifles were looted in an instant.

Mengxin, who got the weapon, was as excited as a monkey grabbing a banana, and jumped onto the truck numbly. It's a pity that the troop transport card and the supply card are separated, and there are no bullets on the truck, otherwise these restless guys might have to shoot two shots into the sky for fun.

After finally settling these newcomers, I, the darkest, followed the leading truck.

Seeing the big guy coming up empty-handed, the dozen or so people in the truck asked curiously.

Boss, where's your gun?

That's right, why don't you take one?

I am the darkest and embarrassed to smile.

Of course he wouldn't say I won't go again for a while, so he patted his pocket, revealing the handle of the silver revolver.

I have some here. You can use the rifle. I can use the pistol.

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at him in admiration.

Awesome!

Go to the front with only a pistol.

This must be a T0 powerhouse, right?

...

In this way, eight trucks, carrying a whole company of Mengxin, set off towards the Legion's G35-7 position.

Mengxin, who didn't get in the car, stood disappointed in the training camp, sighing as he watched the billowing dust thrown up by the truck's rear wheels.

Watching the truck go away.

Kakarot, who took a long time to come back to his senses, couldn't help but smacked his tongue.

Good guy... this dog spring water is not a human being.

The newcomers don't understand the manager's personality, but he does.

The managers will not send the untrained Mengxin to the front line as cannon fodder, don't even think about it, it must be the bad idea of ​​that dog Quanshui!

Just as he was about to call the novices who hadn't gotten into the car to go back to continue training, Kakarot suddenly discovered that two of the novices he had just brought back were missing.

By the way, I haven't taught them how to shoot yet.

Wouldn't it be impossible to get on the bus too?

Kakarot looked around.

Then... what about Burial and Ah Nie?

A newcomer came out and gave a military salute neatly.

Report sir! They're in the car!

Caught off guard by this angry report, Kakarot took a second look at this cute newcomer, and then asked curiously.

Then tell me, why didn't you go up?

The Mengxin holding the chessboard smiled shyly.

My perception department...

Kakarot was startled, staring at this guy for a while.

This perception...

There is something!

...

... At noon yesterday, the enemy brazenly launched an attack on our position. The centurion pangolin of our army ignored the enemy's hail of bullets and went to the front line to fight with a machine gun in hand. A total of 127 enemies were wiped out! 125 light weapons and some ammunition were seized. The whole team only had one The Ten Commander died unfortunately!

Well written.

Oasis No. 3, Defense Zone G53-7.

After listening to Beaufort's recitation of the written report, the warband nodded in satisfaction.

Just when he was about to praise the dog leg, a sentry suddenly ran in from outside the artillery hole in a panic, stood up straight and gave a military salute.

Report sir! Enemy troops have been found in the southeast direction! The scale is about a centurion!

At these words, the Fieldman nearly fell off his reclined chair.

Good guy.

Again? !

Beaufort, who was holding the report paper in his hand, was also stunned.

A centurion was wiped out by my side yesterday, and another one was sent over today.

The other side is planning to add fuel to the tactics? Hiss...but I still can't figure out, what is the point of their doing this?

Consuming ammo?

But they didn't even dig a decent trench, and didn't prepare any mortars. They charged directly at their machine gun position, and didn't even hide.

What on earth is this trying to do?

Beaufort was completely confused, and subconsciously looked at the captain sitting on the chair.

Don't look at me, I don't know.

The field guy coughed dryly, got off the chair, reached out and grabbed the officer's cap on the table to put it on neatly, and then picked up the rifle that was leaning aside.

Whatever they want to do... they are the enemy of His Majesty the Marshal!

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt of the gun.

Go, we will meet them!