This Game Is Too Realistic

The engines on both sides of the wing spewed out a faint blue arc, supporting the huge Killer Whale transport plane and slowly rose into the sky.

Under the envious eyes of all the players, the transport plane switched to horizontal flight mode and galloped towards the north.

Hey, I'll fix it up when I'm rich. The extrajudicial lunatic glanced enviously at the distant shooting star, and pushed the three rounds to gather.

The Thousands under the 1st Corps took over Camp 330 to guard the surrendered prisoners.

As the main force of the Alliance's offensive, they will soon follow the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom and continue marching to the hinterland of the No. 3 oasis.

On the other side, on Highland 330.

Wu Kai'an, a reporter from Zhiyuan Daily, was walking across the messy battlefield accompanied by a resident of the alliance named Bai Gui Dai Sniper.

Although the battlefield has been simply cleaned up, and the corpses and broken limbs were thrown into the trenches and buried, there are still a large number of wreckage left on the battlefield that is too late to deal with.

For example, the sandbag soaked in blood, and the sand stuck to the plasma...

Due to the temperature and the scorching sun, the air here is filled with a lingering smell of blood, and occasionally the arms and legs of the dead can be stepped on.

Wu Kai'an swallowed.

He had followed the enterprise's commando team to go deep into the mutant camp, and had seen many strange and bloody scenes, but they all paled in comparison to this place.

This is the real battlefield...

This is……

Bai gave a sniper smile and explained.

Highland No. 330, there was a 1,000-man regiment and a 100-man air defense team stationed here before. The battle was fierce at that time, and the gunfire rang throughout the night. The 3,000 brothers of the Death Corps finally took out the army before dawn. down here.

Hearing a trace of heaviness from that relaxed speech, Wu Kai'an nodded silently.

More than 3,000 people fought against more than 1,000 people, and it took a whole night to win, and these 3,000 people seemed to be the first-line corps of the alliance.

It seems that this legion is more difficult to deal with than imagined...

Speaking of which, didn't the council support you with a batch of high-tech equipment? The orthopter, the 'Seagull' drone, the 'Cerberus' unmanned vehicle...Why don't you use it?

The quantity is too small, and it's too expensive, Bai said with a helpless expression. The aid given to us by the council is only two billion Cr.

Only two billion?! Isn't two billion enough? Wu Kai'an looked at the soldier in surprise.

His monthly salary is only a little over ten thousand.

And this also includes the attendance allowance and the reimbursement of various expenses.

It's not enough, and I don't spend it alone, Bai said with a shake of his head, I'm counting pennies with you. It costs about 100,000 yuan to build a kilometer of road. A tactical missile is about the same price, which is equivalent to a The missile goes down a road and disappears.

Wu Kai'an said in a daze.

That... doesn't sound like a lot.

Bai Ke Dai continued to speak.

Ammunition consumption is only one aspect. The war money is not only spent on ammunition, not to mention improving the tractor production line. It's a direct expense.

Wu Kai'an swallowed.

Any indirect ones?

That must be there! Bai Daidai said as a matter of course, The alliance has a total of about one hundred thousand people, and one tenth of the population has been mobilized to the front line. It is difficult to find replacements for the vacant positions in the rear in a short time, right? Production The things that can’t be used can only be imported. Hey... our managers still want to save face too much, and they don’t have the nerve to tell you that in fact, we are so poor that we can hardly afford to eat, and we still have to care about these captives. Meal, headache.

As he spoke, the little player himself believed it and kept shaking his head.

Wu Kai'an's scalp felt numb, and he nodded and said.

...Uh, I will reflect on your situation during the interview.

This is indeed a question worth exploring.

But then again...

How could an ordinary soldier know so much?

He always has a feeling of being tricked.

Yeah, thank you. Seeing the [Mission Complete] notification on the VM, Bai gave a happy smile on Dai Dai's face, and ended this heavy topic in a timely manner.

Thanks to awakening, he gave some intelligence attributes.

Memorizing those lines was exhausting for him.

The first task is completed.

There is one last task left for Mr. Manager.

On the way to the small black house where Soft was held, Bai took a special detour with the spy and took the reporter from Ideal City through a mountain depression.

Looking at the black and moving heads of people under the col, Wu Kai'an showed a surprised expression on his face. Just as he was about to ask about the identities of these people, Bai Gui Dai Ni, who was acting as a tour guide, continued.

Those are all clones... Legion produced them through cloning technology, and they will age eight times faster than normal people.

Wu Kai'an looked at him and asked.

What are you going to do with them?

Bai Kedai replied skillfully.

Generally, the survivors who live in the colony catch them and bury them directly. They can't do their jobs and like to fight. They are a waste of food. But the manager said that they are just a group of poor people who are being used... so they will probably be kept. Go ahead, if conditions permit.

Wu Kai'an nodded.

Can I take a picture?

Bai gave a sharp nod to Dai Sniper.

Okay, let's shoot.

The drone flew over the col, took a few photos of these clones, and then returned to Wu Kai'an's side.

For the rest of the journey, Wu Kai'an didn't say a word, but fell into long-term thinking.

The white sniper who was following him didn't speak again, because just now, his mission had been completed...

...

In the dark barracks.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the door and a beam of light leaking through the crack of the door, Soft raised his head slowly.

A strange man stood at the door.

The reason why it is strange is that he does not have the slightest military feeling in his whole body, no matter what he is wearing or his temperament.

There was a trace of confusion in Soft's eyes, and he frowned and said.

Is there a problem?

Hello, my name is Wu Kai'an, and I'm a reporter from Zhiyuan Daily. Wu Kai'an skillfully introduced himself, and sat on the chair opposite Softte with a smile.

Soft looked at the drone behind him.

Zhiyuanbao...what is it?

Wu Kai'an said with a smile.

It is the media of Ideal City. It has a history of two hundred years. In addition to paper newspapers, we operate our own client and even virtual space on the endpoint cloud. It is a window for residents of Ideal City to understand the world outside Ideal City. one……

oh.

Sounds about the same as Triumph.

Soft suddenly seemed to think of something, and then smiled coldly.

Are you here to mock me?

Wu Kai'an explained with a broken smile.

How? We are just one of the participants in the war, and we want to know what you, the enemy, think about this war and your opponent.

Soft leaned back on the chair and said coldly.

I have no opinion.

As a professional reporter, Wu Kai'an, who traveled nearly 10,000 kilometers to come here, of course would not give up just because of this guy's words.

Seeing a trace of unwillingness behind those eyes, he said in a persuasive tone.

Are you not at all reconciled?

Perhaps because of the thoughtful words, the effect of this sentence is better than expected.

Soft, who was leaning on the chair, snorted and folded his arms in front of his chest.

I'm not reconciled... Hehe, I'm really not reconciled, I shouldn't have believed that skunk Griffin's nonsense.

So you think the reason for the failure was a mistake in command? Wu Kai'an stared into his eyes and asked with piercing eyes.

Soft said indifferently.

On the one hand.

On the other hand? Because of the weapons provided by the company to the alliance? Wu Kai'an continued to ask enthusiastically, revealing his purpose without any concealment.

However, after hearing his words, Soft was not as furious as McLenne, but a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Those weapons you're talking about? Hehe, maybe it's useful...but it wasn't any weapon that defeated me.

This answer was beyond Wu Kai'an's expectation.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he continued to ask.

Then... what do you think it is?

What is it? It's the infantry who dared to abandon their supplies and march for 12 hours, cross-country across the 150-kilometer mountainous area, and storm the highlands without fire support. They didn't have air supremacy, no reinforcements, and didn't even know the strength of the ground troops. When deployed, the paratroopers who still dare to jump down...this group of desperate lunatics, if I know that these guys are so difficult to deal with, I will definitely deploy in a different way.

Soft cursed in a low voice.

However, there was a hint of admiration unconsciously in those fearful eyes.

Those guys are real hardcore.

Not only are they ruthless in ability, almost everyone in the entire army, from soldiers to officers, has developed their potential to the limit.

Their will to fight has reached the state of one mind, and they will do whatever it takes to win, and they have achieved miracles that are almost impossible for human beings, both tactically and strategically.

Soft was very clear that he didn't lose in command, let alone some Awakened or power armor. Those things are indeed strong, but not so strong that they are invulnerable, like the Conqueror tanks they are proud of.

Both he and Griffin made the most correct judgment based on the intelligence at the time, and also took into account the fact that the plan did not meet expectations.

Even if he was asked to do it all over again, he might not be able to do better.

His real displeasure with Griffin and the dead McClane was the lies they told in the Triumph.

There are no military exploits and treasures here at all. Their opponents are not a group of natives who are ready to kill, but a real fighting race. They are bleeding for no reason for a war with no end in sight.

Many young men with great promise died, including Simmond who he single-handedly promoted, including Yot from the air defense team...

He shouldn't have brought them here in the first place!

A trace of disappointment floated in Wu Kai'an's eyes.

He didn't hear the part he wanted to hear.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Before coming here, he had already captured enough impactful photos and collected more story-worthy material.

Compared with the bravery, strength and strength of the allies in the war, the residents of Ideal City are more inclined to understand their tragedy, sacrifice and other parts worthy of sympathy, followed by those born in the ruins, novel enough and inhumane Harmful cultural phenomenon.

As for the image of the Light of Civilization, Big Brother or the head of the family, it should be the honor of the Supreme Council.

Having been a media person for so many years, he knows his clients better than anyone else. Most people's demand for information is not essentially information, but the satisfaction brought by information. As a good media person, he should let his clients see what they want to see.

Wu Kai'an silently made a decision in his heart, shortening the scenes about Soft in the interview appropriately...

Thank you for your cooperation...do you have anything else to add? Wu Kai'an, who had lost interest in the prisoner of war, ended the interview simply with one sentence.

Soft said with a sneer.

I didn't cooperate with you...By the way, if you have news about the ceasefire negotiations, can you tell me if it's convenient.

Wu Kai'an recalled carefully and said.

There is no news about that yet...but the diplomats of the alliance seem to have promised in other Ideal City media that the war will end before the end of the year.

Before the end of the year?

Soft was slightly taken aback.

Although he didn't think so, he still nodded slowly to express his understanding.

This sounds like bragging...

However, one possibility is not ruled out, and the alliance does not want to continue fighting.

Anyway, it's a good thing for him.

If it is soon, before the spring of next year, he will be able to return to the manor by the Sorat River...

...

In the northern part of Luoxia Province, the wilderness north of the mountains.

A few vultures jumped on the corpse of the mutant hyena, and suddenly heard the sound along the ground, fluttering their wings vigilantly and flew into the sky.

Not long after, a heavy tracked vehicle, wide enough to fill two lanes, emerged behind the misty wasteland.

The swampy dirt hanging from the track tells where it came from.

The man sitting in the passenger seat was staring at the tablet in his hand all the time. He was wearing a yellow-gray camouflage jacket, had a short cropped head, his shaggy chin was covered with stubble, and a long index finger was carved on his right cheek. scar.

If it weren't for the words [D-Class Prospector] written on the name tag on his chest, no one would probably think of him as a member of the academy, and would be more inclined to misunderstand him as a mercenary active in this area.

But in fact, this is not a misunderstanding.

Although he is a staff member of the academy, he doesn't stay in the academy for a long time in a year.

Like other hapless D-class prospectors, he and his Beacon team are basically either exploring the ruins or on their way to them.

His name was Zheng Hao, and he belonged to the Containment Planning Team of the Investigation Department of the academy. His position was that of a surveyor as stated on the nameplate, and he was a combatant.

His more than 20 small team members are all in this car, half of them are bionics, and half are prosthetics with more than 50% prosthetic body.

Boss, how long do we have? Sitting in the back row of him, a young man who looked young looked out the window and asked boredly.

His name is Zhao Xiao, and he is an E-class prospector of the Containment Planning Team.

Originally, they were exploring a biological research facility in the Renlian era 70 kilometers away, but they suddenly received an order from their superiors to go to the wasteland outside the swamp to recover a special research institute material at the coordinates of the map.

The photo provided by the superior is a propeller aircraft, the model is the Eagle fighter jet serving in the Falcon Kingdom.

To be honest, he has no interest in that kind of antiques at all. If it wasn't for the orders from his superiors, he wouldn't want to come here at all.

It's just ahead. Zheng Hao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, replied succinctly, not wanting to talk to this energetic young man.

Compared with those E-level personnel, he knows a little more about the inside story.

According to the description of colleagues from the Department of Foreign Affairs, they found fruiting bodies of mutated slime mold in the cabin of a crashed Eagle fighter jet on the way to Luoxia Province.

As we all know, the fruiting bodies of slime molds cannot exist in isolation, and there must be mobile mother bodies or nests nearby.

Recovering that propeller plane is only one part of the mission.

Their real mission is to search for that weird matrix.

According to the researcher who reported the situation, it may be a life form they have not seen before, and further research may lead to important discoveries.

At this moment, a faint blue arc suddenly flickered in the distant sky, Zheng Hao suddenly raised his head, looked forward and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The driver who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

It's the plume from the plasma engine.

Well, Zheng Hao nodded, and said with a cautious expression, 80% are from the company.

Although he rarely dealt with those people on the east coast, his intuition told him that there must be no good things where they were.

It wasn't just the captain who was alert.

As soon as they heard the word enterprise, the expressions of everyone in the carriage suddenly became serious. The young man who couldn't stay idle before showed an expression of eagerness.

After turning off the screen, Zheng Hao stuffed the tablet into the interlayer on top of his head, picked up the tactical helmet that was put aside and put it on, then took out the tactical backpack next to the seat, and looked back at the teammates who were waiting in battle behind him.

Little Jiang, release the drone and search the fan-shaped area ten kilometers ahead...Mark all exposed suspected threats.

OK.

The short-haired woman sitting in the back row of the car nodded slightly, raised her index finger to touch the right side of the temple, and then closed her eyes.

Thin streaks of pale gold blended into the ends of her black hair.

At the same time, the three triangular small drones deployed on the top of the tracked vehicle spouted short flames from the swallow-shaped tail, and ejected into the air one after another, turning into afterimages and galloping towards the south.

Her name is Jiang Xuezhou, and she is an E-class personnel like the young man named Zhao Xiao.

However, her position is not a prospector, but a researcher who is half a level higher. She serves as the team's technical advisor and drone operator in the team, and is also the highest-ranking person besides the captain and vice-captain.

Everyone is quietly waiting for her news.

At this time, Jiang Xuezhou, who had his eyes closed, suddenly frowned, raised his head abruptly, and reported quickly in a voice that did not fluctuate.

I found a slime mold life form that is suspected to be a mother! The target is 3.7 kilometers to the north of us, and its shape is similar to that of a human. Next to it is a... human?

There was a look of surprise on her face, but she still didn't open her eyes.

Zhao Xiao, who was sitting on the side, also had an unbelievable expression on his face.

Human?! Are you sure?

The instinct to prey on other organisms is almost written into the DNA of the slime mold.

They themselves are weapons designed to clean up other organisms, especially the fragile matrix, how could they allow living things to exist around them.

Zheng Hao frowned.

Are you sure it's a human? Not a slime mold fruiting body disguised as a human?

Eighty percent sure...he is wearing clothes, there are no obvious damaged wounds on the clothes, and there are no traces of slime mold erosion on the exposed parts, Jiang Xuezhou's expression suddenly paused slightly when he said this , The man lit the lighting stick.

What does he want to do? Zhao Xiao asked immediately.

Jiang Xuezhou continued speaking quickly: He held it in his hand and waved it, as if he was trying to attract the attention of something... Wait, the transport plane of the enterprise is approaching them! That person is an employee of the enterprise! They belong to the same group !

Zheng Hao's expression froze slightly.

He didn't know why the people from the enterprise would focus on that mother body, just like he didn't know why the mother body of the mutant slime mold appeared near the Wandering Swamp.

He only understands one thing.

That was his prey.

Don't let those thieves on the east coast get cut off!

Shoot it down! Zheng Hao ordered decisively.

Ah... Jiang Xuezhou was taken aback for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, But... I am operating a reconnaissance drone.

Fly right there! Aim for its engine nozzle and crash in!

The two embroidered eyebrows twitched slightly, and Jiang Xuezhou felt a pain in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to feel sorry for the equipment, so he followed the captain's advice.

After a while, she took a deep breath, opened her thin lips lightly and continued.

Hit the target... The left engine of the aircraft caught fire and is making an emergency landing.

Hearing these words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in their hearts finally fell down.

Zheng Hao stared at her and continued to order.

Continue to track the location of the mother body! In addition, mark the location of the crash site and the survivors nearby.

Jiang Xuezhou closed her eyes and nodded, expressing her understanding, her brows furrowed as if she still felt sorry for the burning funds, so she didn't speak.

Zheng Hao didn't care, and continued to look at the driver.

Old Song, keep moving forward in the current direction and wait for the map point! Xiao Zhao, take your observer to find a suitable sniper point near the mission coordinates.

receive!

Lao Song, who was holding the steering wheel, nodded, and Zhao Xiao, who was sitting in the back, responded excitedly, and then impatiently took out a 1.5-meter-long sniper rifle from the suitcase, and skillfully put it on for a while. on the accessories.

Zheng Hao then looked at the other team members.

Attention all units, what we are facing is an enterprise, and you are welcome with that group of robbers. Check your equipment and prepare for a firefight... Group C stays in the car and waits for orders, and listens to Lao Song's command. Group A and Group B follow. I!

A uniform answer resounded in the carriage.

Yes! Captain!

Looking around at his teammates, Zheng Hao nodded in satisfaction, then opened the car door, and ordered with a wave of his big hand.

action!

at the same time.

There was chaos on the spinning and falling killer whale transport plane, the piercing alarm bell rang loudly, and the red light of the alarm flashed in the cabin.

Ye Shi, who was not fastened on his seat belt, was thrown to the ceiling, but fortunately, Feng Yanjiu quickly grabbed his collar and pulled him back with the strength of the exoskeleton, so that he was not allowed to stay in the cabin His nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Binding himself to the seat again, Ye Shi cursed with a look of distress.

Oh my god! I already know that the dog's plan must be - woo woo woo!

Feng Feng, who was sitting by the side, stretched out his right hand, and quickly covered the guy's mouth with his eyes.

If you say a few words, you will die!

The pilot's screams came from the cockpit.

The left engine is on fire! Damn it! Something hit us!

Lao Bai couldn't help cursing.

Damn, don't your planes have radar?!

The pilot was sweating profusely, holding on to the rudder with both hands, trying to control the balance with the only remaining engine.

I don't know! The radar is clearly on, so it stands to reason that even a sparrow can't escape my eyes...Damn it! What happened?!

I don't know.

There is a new appreciation for the unreliability of corporate non-combatants.

Looking at the flustered pilot, Lao Bai gritted his teeth and completely gave up his last illusion about this guy.

Looking at the messed up teammates in the cabin behind him, he shouted loudly.

We were attacked by anti-aircraft missiles. The number of enemies and the types of targets are uncertain! All units check their equipment and prepare for a forced landing! Immediately after landing, disperse outside the cabin to find shelter!

The sound of creaking metal friction was like everyone's clenching teeth, and there was a roar of fighting spirit in the cabin trembling in the airflow.

yes!

J.

They will make this guy who doesn't talk about martial arts sneak attack pay the price!

Open land not far away.

Luo Yu, waving a lighting stick, looked at the circling and falling killer whale transport plane in a daze, and a joyful smile instantly froze on his face.

The past two days have been miserable for him.

The surrounding barren mountains and wild mountains are full of dangerous alien species, not to mention that there is a clingy little guy who is not honest.

In the past two days, he hardly closed his eyes, and only dared to sneak a little sleep while Xiaoyu was not paying attention.

I thought I could finally return to the refuge to have a big meal and sleep soundly.

Why did the good plane suddenly fall down? !

Blanch!

Angrily, he threw the lighting stick to the ground, Luo Yu couldn't help but cursed, and took out the 9mm pistol strapped to his waist.

Don't know what happened though.

But the posture of the crash was not an ordinary flight accident, it must have been hit by a missile or something else in the engine.

If the Legion had shot down that plane, he would probably have been used as a bait by those people to fight for reinforcements.

The most urgent task now is to move away from this area immediately before those big noses close their nets.

Xiao Yu, we should go!

Xiao Yu, who was being dragged by his arm, tilted her head for some unknown reason, not knowing what happened, but just followed suit to show her understanding.

Blanch!