This Game Is Too Realistic

In the pinecone farm shrouded in darkness, the noise of gunfire was like firecrackers, and the moonlight shining on the ground could not see the slightest brilliance, and the illuminated places were full of shocking minced meat and blood.

The walking corpse door like a tide rushed towards the alliance soldiers stationed in the manor mansion.

In the swirling light, they fell down like wheat caught by a harvester, wave after wave like waves hitting the beach, and quickly filled the gap one after another.

The firepower of just twenty people is not enough to resist this group of fearless guys.

Those believers who looked like living dead quickly broke through the blockade of the firepower net, crashed into the villa through the gate and windows, and bit everyone like crazy.

Not only that, some guys in military uniforms shoot and throw grenades.

This is the worst!

Damn it! Are these guys on the hook? After killing a living dead man who was shooting with a rifle, the good dog's face turned pale.

He had played many zombie-themed FPS, but this was the first time he heard that zombies would shoot.

The first floor can't be defended anymore... Lao Bai! How long do you have left! Fang Chang gritted his teeth and shouted on the communication channel as he retreated to the stairs while changing the magazine.

There is only rustling electric sound in the communication channel.

After the crash of the Seagull drone, they no longer concealed their convenience, and directly launched electronic warfare, cutting off their communication first.

But Fang Chang always felt that it was not that simple.

In the electrical noise, he vaguely heard other voices... It didn't seem to be a pure disturbance, but also an unconscious disturbance of something else.

In any case, the first floor has been taken.

The alliance players had to abandon their positions on the first floor and retreat towards the second floor. With the help of barricades and doors, they fought hand-to-hand with the living dead in the narrow corridors.

When the battle in the mansion was fierce, there was a hotel not far from the manor.

Four men in white coats were sitting in a certain room on the fifth floor, looking out the window at the Zhao Mansion in the middle of the storm, talking with smiles on their faces.

The combat power of ordinary experimental subjects is still too weak. After all, they are just ordinary people. Naguo has not fundamentally changed their physical functions.

Sure enough, if you can't make good use of the tools at hand, your fighting power is not as good as that of animals.

Indeed, when it comes to direct combat power, mutants are a more suitable choice... But in contrast, those green-skinned monsters are not very obedient.

The four sitting here are all apostles of the Torch Church.

However, unlike the apostles who were naturalized from the wastelanders, their status and authority were much higher than those of the god sticks who were only responsible for preaching.

Not only do they know exactly what the torch is, but they also know that what they are doing has nothing to do with their beliefs.

This situation is not without precedent in the long history.

Some grassroots personnel who are far from the core of the religious power firmly believe in their own beliefs, and they even make up various scriptures and theories, and devote their lives to their beliefs conscientiously.

However, a few people who are close to the core of the religious authority are very clear that beliefs and doctrines are essentially just tools for them to drive their servants. Although this does not conflict with their piety and enthusiasm, they will let the tools play their due value .

Therefore, wars often waged in the name of gods are not actually for gods, but for secular power and wealth.

This is the case with the apostles who are really close to the power core of the Torch Church.

The only difference is that they did not do all this for worldly power and wealth, and there is nothing like that to pursue in the wasteland.

What they are really chasing after is much more noble than the believers in the classical era.

All this is for the future of civilization.

Looking at the life blooming in the sparks and the blood poured into the mud, an intoxicated smile appeared on the face of one of the apostles.

Whether it is the process or the result, this experiment is perfect!

While he was quietly admiring the experiment, the other three were chatting enthusiastically.

Isn't A-111's performance just okay?

Ah, you said Goliath... That thing is really good, but it can only be used as a human shield. It is a bit reluctant to expect it to play the role of a 'tank' on the frontal battlefield. The bishop has some feelings about it. High expectations, I believe that after this time, he should realize the problem.

Unless you install some special weapons on it, not being able to operate is a big problem.

Speaking of which, I have to praise the soldiers in this settlement. Although they are thugs trained by the farmer, their skills are still good. Naguo and Gospel can just make up for their lack of fighting will. This set The system is literally built for them.

Haha, if you put it that way, I think those serf experimental subjects hindered them instead.

Not necessarily, at least it is feasible to consume some ammunition.

In front of the soldiers of the alliance, most of the experimental subjects only had to give away their heads, but those soldiers who used to be the thugs of the farmers here were different.

They can use rifles, and even know how to load, change magazines, and aim. Even if the aim is slightly poor, this fearless style of fighting still brings a lot of trouble to those Union soldiers.

In addition to those soldiers who operate rifles, some technical arms will even drive vehicles and operate fixed weapons, which is a remarkable discovery.

Thanks to the cooperation of this settlement, especially the cooperation of the farmer, their research has taken a big step forward.

And it's not just their progress!

At the same time, it is also a step towards the glorious evolution of human civilization!

Presumably the farmer who is already under the Nine Springs should feel extremely honored by the light at this moment.

After all, if it weren't for them, that pedantic and stupid guy and his stupid and ignorant slaves would not be able to contribute anything beneficial to human civilization, let alone leave even a single word in this dark history. .

He and his settlement are like a piece of rotten wood left in the corner of the ruins, which can do nothing but decay little by little under the corrosion of the years.

At least for now, these incompetent guys can still be used as firewood, as fuel for lighting the torch...

The apostles sitting in the room were discussing and communicating with great interest.

... Is it muscle memory? I can still operate anti-aircraft guns and automatic rifles.

If there are a large number of trained experimental subjects, injecting 'gospel' into them at a specific moment may be able to exert enough power on the battlefield.

Under the proper command.

It kind of reminds me of Legion clones.

The clones of the legion are incomparable to us. Those guys who grow at eight times the speed can't do anything except fight, but our believers are different.

As long as you switch the 'Gospel' of different frequencies, you can manipulate their thoughts and emotions, and drive them to complete various simple tasks... Tsk, thinking about it this way, the most suitable places for them are plantations and factories. Sending them to the battlefield for training is a waste of ammunition.

At this moment, the apostle who had been staring out the window suddenly frowned, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

... I underestimated these guys.

The three stopped talking and looked at him.

What's wrong?

It's nothing, a little white mouse slipped out of the cage, and happened to find those things we put in the annex. The apostle sitting by the window said plainly.

The other three apostles looked at each other.

Didn't they go after Zhao Tianqian?

What are you doing in the annex?

Could it be that Zhang Zhengyang leaked it?

The apostle sitting by the window shook his head.

Impossible. That guy is just a peripheral person in charge of missionary work. He doesn't even know about the experiment. How could he know what's under the annex.

The sneer on the corner of his mouth gradually took on a hint of sarcasm, and he continued in a normal tone.

In short, the bishop has already discovered it, and we don't need to worry about the rest.

The Executioner will clean up.

Although force is not the specialty of the Church of the Torch, and they rarely achieve their goals through armed invasion, the violent machine is still indispensable to them.

An example of this is the Tribunal.

They are different from the various knight orders under the church. Compared with the regular army engaged in military operations on the frontal battlefield, they are more similar to the role of agents.

When there are interference factors affecting the experiment process in the parish, and it is not suitable for the regular army to take action, there will be professionals from the tribunal to clean it up.

They are often referred to as executors.

Those guys have the best equipment and have received professional combat training. The average wastelander can't last a round in their hands.

Even the awakened ones.

Hearing the word executioner, all the apostles showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

The success rate of those guys' operations in Haiya and Jinchuan provinces was close to 95%. With the previous record of the Tribunal, it was not too easy to deal with a little mouse that slipped into the laboratory.

However, what these apostles didn't know was that the executioner team, which they placed high hopes on, was in trouble at the moment...

On the edge of the fence of the manor, in the rustling woods, stood a dozen or so figures wearing exoskeletons.

They held uniquely shaped weapons in their hands, and the streamlined armor armed them to the teeth, and the jet-black paint made them perfectly blend with the night.

They are like ghosts, waiting for an opportunity to move in the dark.

Looking at the blinking [Connection Lost] icon in the tactical eyepiece, Li Jie, the captain of the Executioner Squad, gradually became solemn, and said to his subordinates.

Is there no news about Wu Zhe?

The subordinate who was stopped by him also had a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice.

Not yet...he is too close to the mind interference device.

In the vicinity of psychic interference devices, radio signals will be severely interfered.

Normally, they get in touch with the laboratory through a wired data channel, but with the launch of Project 03, the researchers in that laboratory have been completely evacuated.

So now no one knows exactly what happened there.

Damn it, what is that guy dawdling about! A man holding a light machine gun in both hands muttered cursingly, It must not be messed up.

Another man with a stern look said softly.

That shouldn't be the case. There is only one mouse, and it's not the first time Wu Zhe is a rookie on a mission. This little thing is still done well.

Is it a small thing...

Glancing in the direction of the other building with a solemn expression, Li Jie said in an unpredictable tone.

I hope so.

To be honest, he had confidence in Wu Zhe.

That guy can be regarded as the old man of the team. Before coming to Jinhe City, they have cooperated many times, and that guy has never let him down.

However, for some reason, even though it was just a simple cleaning job, he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if something unexpected would happen.

Maybe he shouldn't let Wu Zhe go alone.

But regarding this matter, he actually had no choice.

Alliance reinforcements have arrived.

The bishop asked him to keep all the members of the alliance here.

Although this is not an arrangement in the experimental plan, if the soldiers of the alliance can be kept, they can easily leave what happened here to the alliance.

The Alliance has massacred the settlements in Jinchuan Province...

Not only was the story convenient enough for them, but the local farmers must have loved it.

After all, compared to these gods who are not interested in secular power, those guys who are clamoring to eliminate slavery and oppression are much more hateful!

Not far from them, the alliance's transport plane had already broken through the blockade of the anti-aircraft firepower network, and finally successfully lowered its altitude and speed, switched to the vertical take-off and landing mode, and was landing on the roof of the villa in the center of the manor.

Union soldiers have retreated to the top floor of the villa.

Once the transport plane is stopped, the soldiers will immediately board the transport plane and evacuate.

Never allow them to withdraw!

Li Jie's eyes gradually turned cold, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, then pointed at the hovering transport plane.

The executioner next to him understood, took off the portable rocket launcher on his back, knelt on one knee and carried it on his shoulder, aiming at the transport plane not far away.

The image is locked!

Li Jie shouted sharply.

emission!

There was a soft bang, and a missile with the length of a forearm pierced through the dust cover. It was thrown out of the launch tube and ignited at the same time, and flew towards the aircraft that had just stopped The transport plane on the roof of the villa.

The hovering transport plane apparently spotted the missile and attempted an evasive maneuver.

However, with such a short distance, it is basically impossible to avoid it.

Seeing that the missile was about to hit its target, Li Jie couldn't help but smile. However, at almost the same time, a scene that he could never have imagined happened.

RPG!!

I saw a guy wearing an exoskeleton suddenly screamed strangely, jumped out of the cabin with a run-up, and threw his arms at the missile that bombarded the side of the transport plane.

The missile had already entered the terminal flight stage, and there was no room to dodge at all. It just collided with the person who rushed forward, and exploded into a cloud of fireworks with a boom!

Fragments and flames from the explosion were once drawn into the cabin of the transport plane, and the scorching air current pushed the fuselage of the transport plane slightly, but the transport plane itself was not damaged in any way.

Seeing the guy who caught the missile with his face, all the executioners lurking in the woods were dumbfounded, especially Li Jie, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

What kind of operation is this? !

It was the first time he saw that a human being was used to pick up the missiles!

Old Six!!!

Looking at the sixth child who exploded into a ball of flames in the air, Bai Kedai's eyes widened, holding his rifle in his arms, and sweeping randomly at the forest where the missile hit.

However, the plane was shaking violently at this moment, the shuttle only swept a lonesome, and hit nothing.

Realizing that the attack was coming from the woods due east, the pilot in the Viper's cockpit immediately slammed on the left rudder while deflecting the stick to the right.

The Viper hovering in the air flicked its tail neatly, and swung from the east side of the villa to the west side.

The players in the villa who were about to evacuate followed suit, shooting the undead with their rifles and moving towards the west side of the villa.

Damn... what happened to the missile just now? The pilot sitting in the pilot's seat gasped and shouted at the soldiers behind him.

He is a pilot of the Boulder City Militia Air Force. He has been flying this plane for seven or eight years, but it is the first time he has participated in such an exciting mission.

When he thought of what happened just now, he felt terrified for a while.

If that guy hadn't sacrificed himself just now, the people on their plane would have died.

Unlike him who was terrified, the man in power armor was very calm, even to the point of cold blood. Even though his comrade-in-arms died in front of him, there was no wave of emotion in that person.

Staring fixedly at the outside of the cabin, Lao Bai said in a deep voice.

I don't know, but I guess... 80% are people from the torch!

The pilot froze.

torch?!

Why don't you think how these ghost things came from? Looking at the moving heads outside the cabin, Lao Bai couldn't help frowning.

For the league, the real trouble may be after tonight.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Looking at Fang Chang's group retreating to the window of the corridor on the west side of the villa, and the surging corpses chasing after them, Lao Bai raised the assault rifle in his hand and gave a loud order.

Fire!

Including Lost Mengxin, who was holding the machine gun on board, the five players squatting on the side of the cabin immediately pulled the trigger, unleashing ferocious firepower on the tide of corpses behind the window.

A streak of orange-yellow tracers rushed over like raindrops, and those stupid guys fell to the ground in an instant like cutting wheat, and huddled together in the corridor.

Seeing Fang Chang running to the window, Lao Bai roared loudly.

Come up!

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Chang raised his hand to the butt of the gun, and smashed the closed window to pieces.

Then he stepped on the window, driven by the exoskeleton, jumped out of the window, flew four or five meters in the air, grabbed Lao Bai's outstretched right hand, and was pulled into the cabin by Lao Bai .

Finally out of danger.

Fang Chang sat down on the ground, panting heavily, breathing in the fresh air.

Only then did Lao Bai notice that there was a person on his back—or rather a blood-soaked sticky corpse.

By comparing the photos in the VM, he barely recognized the face.

This person is Zhao Tianqian!

The goal of their operation!

According to the original plan, they originally planned to control the farmer, indirectly control the entire settlement, and then indirectly collect information about the Church of the Torch, but they did not expect that the group of magic sticks were already waiting for them here.

Now Pine Cone Farm has become like this ghost.

Regardless of whether this guy is dead or not, it has no effect on the alliance.

Electronic warfare has been launched on the opposite side, and our communication has a problem, and we have been unable to contact you since just now... Fang Zhang said while calming down his disordered breathing, looking at Lao Bai.

It's not just you, we are the same. Their jamming equipment probably covers the entire area... Looking at the corpse lying next to him, Lao Bai cast a questioning look at Fang Chang, Why did you put this guy Bring it too?

Fang Chang took a breath and said.

This guy is a bit weird. I suspect that the absolutely safe 'sanctuary'... is not actually a shelter or a safe house in the physical sense as we understand it.

Lao Bai frowned.

What's the meaning?

To put it simply, that sanctuary may be a virtual space, and it is not even ruled out that the bishop named Luo Gan is a virtual one... He doesn't have his own body at all, so he needs to use the body of believers to communicate with us, and only A specific talent can serve as a carrier to receive his consciousness.

Lao Bai stared at him blankly, not understanding how he had come up with this astonishing conjecture.

Your brain... is big enough.

Fang Chang took a breath.

This is just my guess... What is the truth, I have to ask Ms. Chen to dissect this guy's brain. In short, we have to take him back to the military base.

While the two were talking, Luo Yu also jumped onto the plane, and was pulled up by Bai Ke, who was waiting by the side of the cabin.

Then came Quit Smoking and Good Dog, and there were only four of them alive.

As for Xiao Yu's fruiting bodies, in order to break the back for the players, when they moved from the first floor to the upstairs, they were already overwhelmed by the tide of walking dead.

The fruiting body is actually not bad, that thing is like Xiaoyu's hair, as long as there are enough nutrients, it will give birth to as many as it wants soon.

Only considering that too many fruit entities sharing one consciousness will affect the operation efficiency, and Xiao Yu, who has just been promoted to the mother body, is not yet proficient in business, so the number is controlled at ten.

However, thinking of the loss of ten sets of K-10 Iron Wall exoskeletons, Luo Yu felt depressed.

Fortunately, elder brother Fang promised him before that the Burning Corps would reimburse 90% of the equipment loss, or this wave of big breaks would directly return him to several versions ago.

As the last player jumped into the cabin, the Viper transport plane immediately widened the distance from the villa, avoiding the direction where the missiles came from earlier, and flew towards the west side of the manor.

After glancing at everyone in the cabin, Lao Bai suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.

Speaking of Ye Shi? That guy is cold?

unscientific.

That kid's life is not so hard.

When he first landed on the Heart of Iron, he was the only one who survived.

I don't know. He was the first to lose contact. There was no interference at that time. I'm afraid he was cold at that time... Fang Chang suddenly paused when he said this, his face changed slightly, I see.

Seeing his expression as if he understood something, Quit Smoking who was squatting next to him asked curiously.

So what?

Fang Chang said without panting.

Annex! That psychic interference device is in annex!

Just as he was speaking, a red flare suddenly rose into the sky.

That's the direction of the annex!

Seeing the flashing red light, Lao Bai immediately walked to the edge of the cockpit, grabbed the back of the pilot's seat and shouted loudly.

We still have people who haven't withdrawn! Go to the position of the signal flare!

Hearing this sentence, the pilot was shocked.

Are you sure?! Those guys have anti-aircraft missiles!

I'm sure! We have to pick him up! Lao Bai stared seriously into his eyes, Just go and pick him up, and we'll figure out the rest!