This Game Is Too Realistic

What Gann didn't expect was that the alliance's high-intensity offensive lasted for three full days.

During these three days, the light infantry with rifles infiltrated into the city from several entrances in the northern part of Jinhe City, and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with his tribe in the streets and alleys and corridors of abandoned buildings.

During this period, both sides suffered a lot of casualties.

According to reports from the warriors under his command, more than a thousand clansmen had died in the street fighting with the soldiers of the People's Federation, and some of them were big guys who had been transformed with prosthetic bodies.

Of course, the casualties of the alliance are also not small.

The corpses piled up into a hill at the entrance of the alley, and the blood almost dyed the entire road red.

However, those people didn't seem to be afraid, they still rushed forward, yelling words they couldn't understand while firing.

To be honest, Gann was a little confused.

It would be fine if they were the survivors of Jinhe City, but if one day the sheep suddenly became impatient and hated them to the bone, it would not be completely impossible to kill them even if they wanted their own lives.

But the problem is that group of lunatics in the north... He doesn't remember that he has provoked them?

Except for the time in Dust Town.

But that settlement is not the territory of the alliance, right?

Just when Gann was feeling depressed, the curtain of the tent opened, and a muscular mutant walked in and said with fists folded.

grown ups.

This person's name is Delu, he is a warrior named by Gan himself, and he is also the commander of the tribe.

When the alliance troops came, the tribe he led was the first to engage in firefights with the alliance, and the fighting area was the area where his tribe was stationed, so Gann ordered him to be the frontline commander.

For mutants, it really doesn't matter who commands them.

After all, most of the time, those green-skinned animals don't have the concept of obeying commands in their minds. Send them weapons and tell them where the enemy is and that's it.

So even if the appointment of the commander was a bit hasty, it actually had no effect on the mutants of the Qi tribe.

Gann looked at Delu who was standing in the tent, and said slowly with a majestic expression.

What's up.

Facing the leader of the entire tribe, De Luweng reported in a low voice.

The alliance's offensive has slowed down. Both firepower and manpower are much less than the first day. From this morning to noon, we have repelled their three rounds of attack, and the position is still motionless...I can feel that they are almost I can't hold on anymore.

Gann was overjoyed when he heard the words, but his face remained calm, he just raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and said in a sarcasm tone.

This group of weak guys, can't hold on after only three days?

Fortunately, he had looked at those guys twice before.

It seems that he overestimated them.

Delu nodded, and the urn continued.

Master Patriarch, I think now is a good time for us to counterattack. As long as we go all out to take back the positions they took earlier, those weak two-legged animals will definitely lose the courage to continue fighting!

Gann thought for a moment when he heard the words, and felt that what he said made sense.

They have already caused enough casualties to the alliance, and the weakness of the alliance's offensive is the best proof.

At this time, as long as they can increase their strength and tear a hole in the crumbling defense line of those guys, they will soon flee outside the city like a flood that burst a bank.

Thinking of this, Gann no longer hesitated, and immediately spoke.

I'll give you another thirty armed vehicles, one thousand brothers, and twenty tons of ammunition. Be sure to take back the position we lost yesterday before the sun goes down!

Hearing this sentence, Delu immediately beamed with joy, his eyebrows like caterpillars loosened, and he clenched his fists and said faithfully.

Obey! Delu will live up to the expectations of the patriarch!

Repay me with the heads of those two-legged animals. Looking at Delu standing in front of him, Gann grinned cruelly, Go down, I want to see their heads piled up into a mountain.

Delu said respectfully.

yes!

...

On the other side, the northern urban area of ​​Jinhe City.

Beside a half-collapsed viaduct bridge, the Silver Corps advancing to the hinterland of the mutant frontline was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the mutants stationed in this area.

Compared with the destructive offensive of the first-line corps, the Silver Corps, which has been fighting soy sauce all year round, naturally has a lot of hips.

But this can't be blamed for the lack of power of the silver sword, silver hand, and silver father. The main reason is that there are too many cute newcomers in their corps.

As long as they can meet the standard of entering the death corps, and there are holes to fill in, the newcomers will basically not drill into their corps.

The big corps not only has a high-end belt, but also has many benefits, and the small corps has nothing to say, and maybe there are stink problems in the small circle.

Not to mention that the head of the regiment is also called the father of Baiyin. If this is added, will multiple fathers come out out of thin air?

Unexpectedly, Yin Jian gritted his teeth for a while.

Before the account was built, the dog had agreed to become everyone's shield, but in the end he changed the shield to daddy.

Is this what people do?

Of course, he himself is not an honest person. He originally said that he wanted to practice agility, but it turned out that the forums were all talking about strength animals, so he chose strength in seconds.

In the end, only Yinshou was an honest man.

At this time, Father Yin, who was suppressed by the firepower, yelled.

Old Sword! The machine gun in front is too powerful! Think of a way!

Fuck, why don't you think of a way yourself?!

I'm so suppressed!

%￥#@!

There was a light machine gun on the broken window, and it shot towards the Silver Corps' position, crushing the Mengxin who had finally rushed up behind the billboard lying on the road, and the silver father was leading the team the one.

With a distance of hundreds of meters, the players couldn't see where the mutants were, and the mutants couldn't actually see them, they just swept around based on where their teammates shouted.

In terms of street fighting, these mutants still have two skills. Although they look dull, some tactical details are not vague.

but--

Their opponents are obviously not vegetarians either.

Leading a team of four, the Sword of Silver bit the bullet and detoured to a distance of 50 to 60 meters from the flank of the firepower point, squatting by a damaged wall.

Probably measured the distance by eye.

He took off the RPG launcher on his back, loaded a fragmentation grenade with his hands and feet numbly, aimed at the gun flame flickering in the thick fog, and pulled the trigger.

RPG!

With a roar, he injected power into the rocket trailing white smoke with his voice, and watched it blast into the looming window.

An orange flame flickered in the fog, and he vaguely saw something that seemed to be blown out.

The machine guns cease firing.

The troops behind were finally able to move forward.

Silver Sword was excitedly about to punch, when he turned his head and saw Yimengxin lying on the ground in a large font.

With his eyes widened, he quickly squatted down and patted the guy's face.

Fuck?! What's wrong with you brother?

The man was still dizzy, and the two Mengxins next to him looked at each other in dismay, and one of them couldn't laugh or cry.

He... was sprayed by the exhaust from the back of your bazooka.

The other person also nodded and made a supplementary explanation.

It hit my forehead directly, and I heard a 'bang'.

The Silver Sword almost choked on his own saliva, at this moment the person lying on the ground finally woke up slowly.

Seeing the dumbfounded look on that guy's face, he said dumbfoundedly.

No... brother, this is a recoilless gun, why are you standing behind me?!

It was fate not to be sent away directly.

The guy lying on the ground scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and gave a smirk.

I-I-I just want to learn how to aim with this thing.

puff--

Just as the Silver Sword was about to spray him with words, a big lamp suddenly lit up in the distance.

I saw a wide car head tied with wire, killing out of the fog along with the deafening roar of the engine.

Seeing the six-packed revolver barrel and the fleshy green face behind the welded steel plate on the roof of the car, Silver Sword's expression suddenly changed.

spread!

Almost as soon as he yelled, the howling rain of bullets shot over. Two members of the four-person team were blasted to pieces on the spot, unable to even make a sound, and they were stuck in the old car behind them with the rain of bullets. on the shell.

Silver Sword was also frightened into a cold sweat.

Dozens of tracers almost flew past his arm.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, smashed open the broken window with all his strength, and hid in the facade on the side of the street.

The Mengxin who was lying on the ground escaped by chance and survived, and climbed into the window with a face full of minced meat and blood.

After spitting bloody saliva, Mengxin said dumbfoundedly.

Brother, did we agree that Gaga will accept the head?

How does he feel...

That's how hard they are.

I……

Silver Sword was angry and funny all of a sudden, not knowing what to say.

That was indeed what their corps commander said.

However, he did not expect that the new guys really have no common sense at all, they are completely 99k pure and new!

It's not easy to blame this guy, he held back his temper and comforted him patiently.

No way, whoever wants us to hit the line of defense with the strongest firepower, we will be comfortable when we cross here.

But there is one thing to say, the mutants in Jinhe City are indeed different from those in other places, not only the fierce automatic firepower, but also the vehicles modified by welding steel plates.

Although the condition of the roads in the urban area is extremely poor, these green-skinned animals have lived in the urban area for so many years. They know almost every road they can walk, and vehicles always appear by surprise.

In addition, the fog made it impossible for the aircraft to provide effective fire support to the ground. They could only rely on portable anti-tank equipment to exchange fire with the opposite side.

I heard that the Skeleton Corps is on their way from Dawn City.

After the alliance's armored forces arrive here, the resistance to advancing should be much smaller.

That Mengxin was sensible, and nodded excitedly.

Okay brother, I believe you!

To be honest, although it was a bit difficult to fight this guy, he still felt quite exciting.

Ignoring the oil bottle, Silver Sword tapped the VM with his index finger and shouted into the headset.

...Silver hand, father Yin, here is the silver sword! There is an off-road vehicle passing by us, and they may be heading towards your flank.

That thing is quite powerful, be careful!

There was only a rustling sound on the communication channel, and there was no response for a long time.

Feeling something was wrong, Silver Sword immediately clicked on the communication list and saw the icon with no signal, and hung up the communication cursingly.

Damn!

Na Mengxin swallowed and asked.

What's wrong?

Signal interference! It's probably because the car has a vehicle jammer or something like that!

Silver Sword grabbed the RPG launch tube, stepped over the window covered with glass slag, looked at the direction the vehicle was leaving, and gritted his teeth.

We have to catch it!

With the only remaining teammates, the Sword of Silver chased after the exhaust of the off-road vehicle, and chased towards the position where the large troop of the Silver Corps was located.

But helplessly, no matter how fast the two legs are, they cannot go as fast as the two pairs of speeding wheels, and it is impossible to catch up.

And then--

A tragic scene happened.

The Silver Corps was leaning against the bunker on the street and engaged in a fierce firefight with the mutants, when an off-road vehicle suddenly broke into the rear of the crowd.

There was no time to react, and the machine gun fired suddenly. Just as Father Baiyin wanted to yell to run, he turned into pieces of meat in an instant.

Father!!! Baiyinzhijian yelled angrily, picked up the RPG on the ground and hit it with a stick.

The rockets trailing white smoke straightly hit the welded steel plate in front of the rotary machine gun.

The burst metal jet covered the mutant's face, and he saw black smoke rising from his face, screaming and falling off the off-road vehicle.

But soon, a powerful right hand stretched out from the carriage, instead of the guy who fell, he held the machine gun that was missing half of the bulletproof plate, and continued to shoot towards the Silver Corps' position.

The howling tracer created a hurricane in the dense fog, and the Silver Corps, which was suppressed by firepower from two directions at the same time, quickly suffered heavy casualties.

And because of the shielded vehicles, they couldn't call in the indirect fire of the Iron Heart, nor could they call in the air force's close support.

Seeing the mutant troops coming like tides, Silver Hand, who was still on the ground, rushed up to pick up the trumpet that Father Silver had dropped, and shouted loudly.

Retreat! Retreat!

This is probably the only time the alliance has retreated in the past three days.

But he can't help it.

Failure to stop the opposite vehicle was a tactical mistake, but even without this tactical mistake, they wouldn't last long.

It is obvious that the opponent is concentrating on the superiority of their forces to launch a counterattack, and regards them as a breakthrough to open up the battle.

This is a strategic decision.

If they don't retreat, everyone will have to answer here, and the result will not change in any way.

Hearing the shouts on the battlefield, Mengxin, who was following behind the silver sword, swallowed.

Let's withdraw too.

Silver Sword looked up to the sky and sighed, and suddenly stuffed the VM, RPG launch tube and the ammunition pouch on his back all at him.

After taking the pile of equipment, Mengxin looked at him in a daze.

Dude, what are you doing?

VM take it back for me, you can play with the rest.

how about you?

... See you in three days!

The silver sword loaded the rifle and stepped forward tragically, leaving a stalwart back for Mengxin.

For the past three days, the alliance's position has been advancing, and they were pushed back here. Even if the circumstances were justifiable, he really had no face to go back to see his brothers.

Long live the alliance!!

Don't even think about taking away the position while Lao Tzu is still alive!

He yelled and rushed towards the mutants coming in like a tide, and soon disappeared into the vast sea of ​​smoke with a loud explosion...

That Mengxin was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually filled with emotion.

Brothers……

I will never cheat you next time!

Not daring to stay here any longer, he hurriedly ran towards the rear position.

And not far from him, Heng Chi of Qi Tribe looked at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, his heart beating violently.

It watched the human rush out of the mist, and after killing his brother in the same tent, he detonated the bomb on his body.

The scorching blood smeared on its face and flowed into the corner of its mouth.

This was the first time that the food that made it covet made it feel hot, so that it subconsciously spat out the mouthful of blood.

At this time, Heng Chi saw their leader, Delu, come to the front, raised the rifle in his hand high, and roared loudly in a rough voice.

victory!

Deafening cheers resounded throughout the street.

victory!!

Aww!

After losing a position of two kilometers in three days, they finally fought a victorious battle and took back a street from the alliance.

Even if this street is only a dozen meters wide and a hundred meters long.

Whether it's a minion who just went to the front line, or an old guy who has been fighting on the front line for three days, they are very excited at the moment.

However, Heng Chi didn't feel any joy in his heart, it always felt that this group of humans was different from the ones it had eaten before.

But looking at those brothers who were roaring excitedly, it still roared together, venting its anxiety in the roar.

Will it really go that smoothly?

It doesn't know.

But this is a battle for the survival of a race, a war between different species.

There is no other way to go...

...

On the afternoon of the third day when the alliance launched a ground offensive against the mutant tribes in Jinhe City, the mutants who had been huddled behind the defense line finally launched their first large-scale counterattack.

The alliance's position was under considerable pressure everywhere.

After a round of concentrated forces, the troops of the Qi tribe finally tore a gap in a part of the alliance position.

However, the complete collapse of the defense line that Delu and Gann expected did not happen.

Almost at the same time that the gap appeared in the defense line, the league deftly retracted the defense line with incredible speed and rebuilt a new offensive position near an abandoned department store.

They seem to have prepared for this, and even anticipated where things might go wrong.

The Silver Hand squatted behind the bunker that had just been built with sandbags,

Both of their good brothers are gone, and there are less than ten people left in the entire corps including the newcomers, so they can only hang out with the brothers of the Burning Corps for the time being.

Squatting beside him, Quit Smoking made a joke with a smile.

It's really unlucky for you. The gang of animals just picked you up when they were about to get back to the place.

Why!

The Silver Hand sighed, and shook the pot calmly.

It's all because those rookies are so good at giving away! If I see such a soft persimmon lying there, I have to pick it up and squeeze it.

The rookie who followed him to retrieve a life was immediately unhappy when he heard it.

Hey! Can you blame us? Who the hell is bragging about taking us flying?

That's it! Another guy with his arm in a bandage yelled.

Ignoring his brother's complaints, Yinshou pretended nothing happened and said while looking at the smoking-quitting brother holding back his laughter.

By the way, when are we going to call back? These bastards dare to call back. They're tired of their jobs!

Quit smoking and said with a smile.

Don't worry, our regiment leader has discussed it with the corps next door. They have confidently fought back, so let's give them some sweetness first.

Silver Hand said puzzledly.

Didn't you flush them all at once?

Quit shook his head.

These guys are different from the predators, they are more like something between alien species and predators, they are both fierce and cunning, they can't get out of the cover if they push too fast, the harder it is to hit the back .Why don't you pull it back, give them some hope, and then let the pigs in and kill them!

Silver Hand's eyes lit up.

That's a good idea! Which old Yinbi thought of it?

It's too bad!

Quit smoking lol.

Which one of our corps do you think most resembles Lao Yinbi?

Silver Hand chuckled.

I understand.

At this moment, Fang Chang, who was pondering over the map on the front line, sneezed, but couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.

Dear Dolly must be missing her.

When this battle is over, I have to go back and spend time with her...

...

At the same time, the bridge of Iron Heart.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Guang was looking down at the hazy battlefield through several holographic screens.

In three days, although the alliance's battle line had only advanced two kilometers, and had even retreated several hundred meters just now, the damage done to the mutants' vital forces was astonishing.

According to the report compiled by Xiao Qi, up to now, they have killed a total of 1,207 mutant soldiers, of which 411 were prosthetic mutants, and a total of 217 modified prosthetic bodies were recovered and sent to Jushi Military Industry for analysis and research.

In addition, a total of 219 captives held by mutants were rescued and are currently being housed at the base of operations below the Heart of Steel.

A small number of these people are wastelanders, most of them are residents of nearby settlements like Pine Cone Farm, and Naguo is seriously addicted, each of them is like a puppet with a broken string, just looking at it makes people shudder .

Putting aside the matter of the captives for now, the number of mutant kills is still rising, and some unconfirmed kills have yet to be verified, and they can only be counted after the battle line advances.

From the current point of view, most of the kills are contributed by old players, and most of the newcomers who have just entered the game in the past two months have gone up to join in the fun.

But Chu Guang didn't think it was a meaningless death.

It would be better to say that it is precisely because of the death of the newcomers, that the mutants have the illusion of I can fight back.

Therefore, even though they suffered such heavy casualties, they still maintained an aggressive combat strategy in the defense, and even bravely charged towards the positions established by the alliance in the urban area.

In the eyes of those guys, the alliance's offensive is probably at the end of its strength.

After all, the number of new recruits participating in the battle on the third day was indeed much less than that on the first day.

Looking at the flickering urban area outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Guang's mouth curled into a faint smile.

Tomorrow is the fourth day, and the guys who died on the first day will start to be resurrected one after another, and they will be resurrected with the experience of death and the hatred of withdrawal reaction.

Soon these green-skinned beasts will find out how stupid their self-confidence is, and the large-scale attack three days ago will soon come again.

And this time—

The nightmare has just begun!

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on Chu Guang's shoulder, dragged her chin, and complained in a low voice.

Master, you are smiling like a villain.

Chu Guang replied casually.

It doesn't matter, I was smiling at the window, no one saw it anyway.

Original, that's how it is.

Surprised in Xiaoqi's heart, she couldn't help admiring him secretly, looking at his side face with little stars in her eyes, she adored him even more.

As expected of the master.

Even such trivial things are planned!

This is too thin!

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