This Game Is Too Realistic

Dusk slowly fell from the edge of the muddy and black field, and the dark night gradually shrouded the blood-soaked land.

The sound of gunfire had been silent for some time.

However, the gray mist that filled the surroundings still did not dissipate. Instead, the area covered seemed to be getting farther and farther, spreading from Master Kong's Zhuangzi to the forest north of Hope Town.

It's next to the south gate not long after the barriers were removed.

Ma Hechang, who was standing by the dirt road, kept looking in the direction of the Pine Fruit Farm, and couldn't help but murmured again, Lord Shengzi.

In the past, he could occasionally hear the voice of the Holy Son.

However, after the fog, for some reason he could not hear.

Frightened, he couldn't help but think of what Pastor Wei said.

perhaps……

Master Shengzi was really angry.

Just as he was looking into the distance with longing eyes, three people came at the end of the road, the leader of which was Kong Lingkai, the owner of the farm next door.

Ma Hechang was disappointed when he saw the Orion who was not surnamed Liu.

Before he could say a few words of pleasantries, Master Kong, who usually wanted to plug his nostrils, spoke eagerly this time.

What the hell is going on here? Why is there such a heavy fog?

Originally, he stayed at home and didn't want to talk to him, but seeing that the fog hadn't cleared at night, he always felt uneasy.

He wanted to go to a nearby town to ask that Pastor Wei for advice, but he didn't expect to bump into Mayor Ma here. He instinctively felt that these guys had done something without telling him.

Normally, Ma Hechang would speak politely to this guy, but it happened that he was not in that mood today, so he said impatiently.

I don't know what's going on, it's going to be foggy in the sky, and it's not my business.

Kong Lingkai's face froze. He didn't like this guy's attitude, but he couldn't refute it. He could only look away, gritted his teeth and changed the subject angrily.

What's weird about this fog... I said earlier that I shouldn't have anything to do with those guys from the north. Ever since those people arrived here, strange things have happened one after another!

Ma Hechang glanced at the corner of his mouth disdainfully, and said to himself that if he hadn't gotten involved with those guys, those green-skinned monsters would have taken those beautiful women in your family back to give birth to their cubs.

Of course, so did he himself.

That's enough. It's meaningless to say this now. I've sent someone to the Pine Cone Farm to inquire about the situation. Let's talk about it when he comes back.

While he was talking, a horse came galloping in the distance, and Liu Youxiong, a hunter in the town, was riding on it.

The hunter wanted to run straight into the town, but when he saw the mayor waiting at the door, he was startled, pulled the rein hastily, turned over and got off his horse.

grown ups!

Ma Hechang stared at him blankly, and asked straight to the point.

What's the situation at Pine Cone Farm!

The little one didn't go in, I just took a look outside and felt— Liu Youxiong said quickly, but before he finished speaking, the mayor interrupted him impatiently.

What do you feel? Pick the key points!

Yes Yes!

Liu Youxiong said tremblingly.

It was dead, and there was no work outside the walls. I went to the door and found that there were no guards on guard, and the hotel next to the door was empty... It was like a haunted place. I dare not stay there any longer. , it was getting dark again, so I hurried back.”

Ma Hechang's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to ask in detail what happened there, but someone was more anxious than him, and Kong Lingkai at the side quickly grabbed him and asked.

The person disappeared?! Where did the person go?

I, I don't know, Liu Youxiong smiled bitterly, suddenly remembered something, and said hastily, By the way, I saw a group of mutants on the way there, probably thousands of them, and the Alliance's People fought...

Kong Lingkai asked quickly.

How do you know it's from the Alliance?!

Liu Youxiong swallowed and said in a low voice.

I can tell by their exoskeletons at a glance.

Ma Hechang frowned and looked at him and asked.

Who's winning?

Liu Youxiong said quickly.

Of course it's the alliance. There is no suspense for those people to win... I saw the airship shoot several times at the mutants' heads. They will be killed soon!

Hearing the words, Ma Hechang took a deep breath, and finally knew what the roaring thunder in the afternoon and the earthquake under his feet were.

Kong Lingkai, who was standing beside him, looked at the two families beside him, exchanging expressions of bewilderment and bewilderment.

Just listening to Liu Youxiong's description, the power displayed by that alliance is completely not at the same level as their opponents.

Seeing that the two big men didn't speak, Liu Youxiong didn't dare to speak, and just stood aside so honestly.

It seems to be the result of the discussion.

Kong Lingkai looked at Ma Hechang, coughed and said.

The church is in danger now... If we help them, it will be a blessing in disguise. I suggest that everyone hold a meeting to discuss how to deal with the threat from the north—

Stop dreaming, Ma Hechang unceremoniously interrupted the guy's whimsical speech, rolled his eyes and continued.

The church is finished. Even if we want to hold a meeting to discuss it, what we should discuss is how to get along with the new owner here.

Kong Lingkai suddenly became anxious, glaring at him and said angrily.

You, you are going to betray the Holy Son!

Ma Hechang glanced at his mouth in disdain.

Come on, do you believe in that stuff yourself? Let me tell you honestly that this is a business. We bought his security services and enshrined him here in exchange. Since he doesn't have the ability to protect us, don't brag about that.

As he spoke, he stared at the farmer meaningfully.

I heard that the alliance prohibits the slave trade, I advise you to prepare as soon as possible.

After glancing at Kong Lingkai, who had an ashen complexion, Ma Hechang turned back to the town, but he didn't go to the town office to summon the town's big shots, but went to the church first.

Some things need to be clarified.

Pushing open the door, he called out to Pastor Wei, but no one responded, so he went around to the backyard again, and when he looked up, he saw a person hanging from the willow tree planted in the courtyard.

The man was dressed in neat clothes, with his neck tilted, his eyes closed, his face was peaceful, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

Ma Hechang was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned pale with fright, he took a step back and stepped on a stone, he couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground.

Old...Old Wei?! Pastor Wei?!

He subconsciously called twice, but Wei Ming had obviously been gone for a while, so naturally he couldn't respond to his call.

Ma Hechang's lips trembled and he couldn't speak. He didn't get up from the ground for a while, and just sat there in a daze.

died……

The priest appointed by the bishop, the only man in the whole town who can contact the bishop...

He died like this? !

...

Wasteland OL official website.

[Event Announcement: Fire Fighting Action is now online! 】

[Introduction to the event: Christians holding torches are spreading evil beliefs. Death and plague are spreading across the land of Jinhe Province. The flames of annihilation are engulfing everything it touches, and the distance of 800 kilometers is far from us. Saying it's not far away.

This is not just our crisis, but the crisis of the entire wasteland. There are more necessary threats to deal with before the menace of the wave can be dealt with!

】

[Activity content: Raid the Naguo Nest located in the underground test area of ​​the Champion Biopharmaceutical Research Institute, take an airship to arrive at the Heart of Steel or the surface operation base to participate in the event!

Every time you kill a mutant, you can get at least 10 points, and a mutant with at least 50 points. During the event, the points can be exchanged for bolters, K10 Iron Wall exoskeletons, boulder military transformation prosthetics, etc. Active gear included!

It can also be used to redeem support including 155mm shelling, Blizzard rockets, helicopter pick-up, and airdrop supply boxes!

Even 400mm heavy rockets and tactical nuclear weapons clear the field! 】

[Registration conditions: The gene sequence level reaches LV10 to start a team, and the sequence level is greater than LV3 to apply to join the team (players who have received the Pass the Torch master-apprentice task can get 20% bonus points if they are in the same team as the apprentice or master addition)】

[Reward: After the event ends, the remaining points can be exchanged for blind box gift packs, limited titles, and more mysterious gifts! 】

[The final interpretation of the event belongs to Vault 404! 】

Tail:???

Quit smoking: Damn it?!

Don't talk about it: Brother is cute! Come to work!! (broken sound)

Makabazi: You call a chicken like a fisherman.

Picking up rubbish level 99: Go up the clock, go up the clock—bah, get on the number and get on the number!

Baiyin's father: It's accepted, it's accepted, the Silver Corps is accepting online! Is there any new mentoring mission, the old driver will take you to the front line! Gaga accept the head!

Elf King Fugui: Are there any newcomers who form a team? Those who can shoot are preferred! (Funny)

Shrimp and pig heart: I, I, I, I will!

Shu Ke, who drives a toy car: Is a pistol okay?

Beta who drives a helicopter: Can you drive an armored vehicle?

The mole on the run in the canyon: Private me!!!

Shu Ke, who drives a toy car: Private brother!

Mole on the run in the canyon: Get out! I said the guy below you can drive!

Shu Ke, who drives a toy car: Damn! I really know it! QAQ

Ye Shi: Fuck! Our mission has become an event!

Event posts take less than a minute to post.

The forum that was still bragging, farting, and playing tricks instantly boiled over!

...

For creatures like mutants, the concept of family does not exist.

Even in the large mutant tribes like the Qi tribe who have inherited some human habits, few people remember which female they were born from.

After all, when they were born, most of them had only the priest who delivered the baby by their side. Not to mention the father, they can't even see the face of the mother who gave birth-the priest usually covers their face, and soon after the delivery is completed, it is decided whether to send it to the barn or the kitchen.

Since there is no concept of family and no property to inherit, most mutants will naturally not have such things as names before they are given the name by the leader.

However, while most mutants don't have names, they still have a way of distinguishing themselves from each other.

For example, the most common is nickname.

That's usually the loudest cry they make when they're born, and the priest who delivers them will tell them what that cry was, whether they made it up or were really impressed.

For example, some people call it ah, and some people call it 嗤, or Wow, Yi Yi and so on.

These are the most common nicknames, not to mention the entire tribe, there are more than a dozen people with the same name under one account.

It's not uncommon to call the wrong person after calling out a nickname, but usually it doesn't matter if you call the wrong person.

For example, if a certain leader yelled Hey, woo, go hunting with me, then dozens or even hundreds of minions would stand up to cheer.

If there are too many people, he will kick out the fewest looking softies. And if there are fewer people, he will shout Ah, come along!, and then the insufficient heads will be quickly gathered.

For humans, this situation is usually called management chaos, but for mutants, it is more convenient.

They are all masters of murder and arson.

As long as the necessary manpower is gathered, it doesn't matter who goes there?

No matter who it is, it doesn't prevent them from sitting on the mountain piled up with the enemy's corpses, feasting and eating meat!

A long night passed.

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen.

The dilapidated, abandoned urban area is hazy and foggy, and the air is filled with a rancid smell, like a piece of moldy sackcloth covering the mouth and nose.

Anyone can experience physical discomfort.

However, the mutants of the Qi tribe only felt the excitement of the blood.

At this time, a rough roar came from outside the human skin tent, followed by the sound of gunfire into the sky.

Humans! Here we come! Humph, ah, follow me!

Before the roar fell, Wuyang Wuyang's roar soon responded.

Kill! Kill!

snort--!

Ahhh!

Awakened by the chirping sound, he sneezed while still asleep, turned over and got up shaking his drowsy head.

It grabbed the blunt knife and iron-pipe rifle that were leaning on the side of the sleeping bag, and before the blood pressure rose, it gathered in the open space outside the tent, bared its fangs and roared towards the dark and damp concrete ceiling.

This is the way it shows its prowess.

Only the most valiant warriors could get the attention of the leader and be taken out to hunt those weak two-legged animals.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the skinny human things in the cage in the corner, and a cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Such a weak thing, dare to take the initiative to deliver it to your door!

It will let them know what cruelty is!

Seemingly satisfied with the spirit of his subordinates, the big man standing directly in front of the open space nodded approvingly, and then slapped his palm as big as a cattail fan.

In that rough, loud voice, he growled.

Follow Delu! Go chop off the heads of those bugs!

Heng Chi, like the other mutant brothers beside him, waved the dick in his hand, and responded to the boss's call with an excited roar.

Awwhhh!!!

All the mutants were shouting excitedly, at this moment, thunderous cannons exploded on the ceiling above their heads.

Large pieces of dust and stones were shaken off by the deafening sound, floating on their heads and chests.

However, among the mutants standing here, none of them showed a scared expression.

On the contrary, I became more and more excited!

Sturdy concrete bunkers are everywhere in this city!

With the protection of these reinforced concrete, the steel airship floating in the sky can't do anything to them!

And once in town—

It is their home field!

Go and kill them!

Roar--!

Under Delu's order, Heng Chi carried the guy in his hand, followed behind a group of muscular green-skinned brothers, and poured into the ruins of the surface one after another along the dark stairwell, waiting for the end of the alliance's bombardment.

The thunderous gunfire lasted only about five or six minutes, and then there were shouts of killing and crackling gunshots in the nearby urban area.

The brothers in the nest next door had already exchanged fire with the soldiers of the alliance on the edge of the city. Although the situation in the war zone was not visible due to the heavy smog, one could feel that these guys were coming from the sound.

Heng Chi clenched the rifle in his hand, grinned the corners of his chapped lips, revealing his bloodthirsty fangs, and let out a heavy snort from his nose.

Hmph...

It seems that this banquet can be enjoyed to the fullest!

...

Downstairs in the abandoned office building, besides the sound of gunshots, there are also the yelling and yelling of a group of cute newbies.

cover me!

Pull the thread, brother!

What a ghost with such a big fog! Just rush and it's over!

Aww!

Just as the old players were still advancing step by step, a group of second-hand cute newcomers rushed to the mutants' position with the first-hand cute newbies who were still enthusiastic.

There are all kinds of show operations.

Due to the old tradition of the alliance, each player was given a denial explosive package, and a cute new guy called a blasting ghost slapped his head and simply gathered all the free gift packages for a team of four. On my own body, I formed a big guy with an astonishing equivalent in series, and then rushed to the place where there were many mutants with the hope of the whole team.

As a result, before the man ran to the face of the mutant, his legs were broken by stray bullets on the battlefield.

They couldn't just watch the explosives go to waste, so the three teammates had no choice but to go up and pick them up, so an extremely heroic scene of the gourd baby saving the grandfather was staged.

This is a less successful show operation.

Of course, there are also many successful show operations.

For example, a few cute newbies with strong hands-on ability successfully took out a room full of mutants with more than a dozen homemade Molotov cocktails, and instantly saved up points that could be exchanged for a bolter.

Another example is that a certain newcomer probably practiced before, and with an RPG in his hand, he was completely useless, and a welded steel off-road vehicle was rampaging towards the alliance position.

Rather than saying that the situation on the battlefield was tragic, it would be better to say that it was full of noise and excitement, as if it was a festival.

All kinds of nonsense tactics from both sides emerged one after another, how could they do it without being human, and for a while, it was unclear who was more like a mutant.

Looking at the bustling urban area in front of him, the wind that had been stunned for a long time gently pressed his temple, and couldn't help but complain.

Do any of you remember that this is our mission?

Looking at the playstyles of those newcomers, he always has the feeling that he has gone back to several versions ago.

Lao Bai coughed lightly.

No one thought it would be so difficult...

It's really not easy to take down these tens of thousands of mutant tribes just by relying on the fighting power of the Burning Corps.

Each of those green-skinned animals is a natural warrior, the kind that can slaughter a village if a few of them work together.

If it was that easy to deal with, they would have wiped out the animals on the first night they came here.

Quit smoking and said with a smile.

But to be honest, it would be interesting to have more cute newcomers.

The sixth child in the corner also said with a playful smile.

Haha! I think so too! The few games I played against the Legion in Luoxia Province were too serious. It happened to be a rare opportunity. It's not bad for the newbies to practice.

Fang Chang thought so too.

Their combat experience is also practiced on the battlefield. Some things cannot be taught, and everything will be clear after one death.

Fang Chang couldn't help but think of the rocket fire that Mosquito almost sent him away when he encountered the mutants on Street 76 a long time ago.

Who would have thought that that guy would almost become a wasteland arms dealer now!

Shaking his head, Fang Chang loaded the bolt gun bought with silver coins in his hand, and said with a smile as he watched the mutants shrinking their defenses in the distance.

It's time for us to go, we won't even have a mouthful of soup if we wait any longer.

Well, Lao Bai said with a grin after turning off the visor of the power armor helmet, If you continue to dawdle like this, those rookies will look down upon you.

...

In the urban area about one kilometer away from the firefighting area, Qi Gann, who was standing on the top floor of a high-rise building, stared blankly at the flickering flames in the gray mist in the distance.

It was around eight o'clock in the morning when the alliance's all-out attack suddenly began.

First, there was the indiscriminate bombardment of artillery fire, and then the infantry charged into the city in groups.

He had to admit that the alliance in the north did have two tricks, which was completely different from the two-legged sheep around Jinhe City. It was no wonder that several brave warriors under his command suffered a lot from that group of people.

Those guys are very imposing, their fighting style is not afraid of death, their offensive is quite fierce, and they show an unstoppable posture as soon as they come up.

However, Gann was not intimidated by their aura, especially after learning about the battle situation on the front line, he was relieved.

Although the alliance's offensive was fierce, it did not make much progress. It took nearly a thousand-man team to take down a street.

And this is only the outermost line of defense of the Qi tribe, even if it is lost to the alliance, it doesn't matter at all. The loss is only two to three hundred brothers, more than two dozen light and heavy machine guns, two small ammunition depots, and some food reserves.

Obviously, not every soldier in the alliance has the fighting power of one against ten, and most of them are still very amateurs in their fighting methods.

And the artillery of the Iron Heart was just as he expected, its combat effectiveness in urban areas was quite limited.

The cannonball looked imposing, loud, and powerful, but even if it was only separated by a concrete wall, it could effectively weaken the shock wave and shrapnel damage of the explosion.

However, unlike Gann's optimism, Gomo had a slight sadness written on his face.

Continuing like this is not an option... The industrial capabilities of the alliance are higher than ours. I heard that Boulder City has joined them recently. If we continue to consume at this pace, we will be dragged down by them sooner or later.

Gann smiled coldly and said disapprovingly.

No matter how strong the industrial capacity is, someone must use those produced. I heard that the entire alliance has less than one million people in total. I want to see if they can fight us on this 800-kilometer territory how long.

Gomo said nothing.

He actually agreed with this sentence in his heart.

But after all, it was the alliance that defeated the legion. As an old man from that era, he knew exactly what the legion was.

To be able to defeat the Legion on the frontal battlefield...

Do those guys really fight such mindless battles?

Seeing that Gomo still had a sad expression on his face, Gann said lightly.

You don't have to worry about things on the battlefield, you just need to complete the final ceremony... If you can't get in touch with Luo Gan, we will take over the parish.

Gomo nodded slightly.

As ordered.