This Game Is Too Realistic

Mole's convoy arrives at the rendezvous sooner than expected due to the rout of the mutant force's frontline.

After stopping at the intersection and waiting for a while, two Chimera armored vehicles drove towards this side from a block not far away, one behind the other.

A player emerges from the turret and shouts in the direction of the mole.

This is Chimera-2. We encountered a group of retreating mutant troops on the road, and we were delayed for a while.

Needless to say, the one behind is the Chimera-4.

The Mole nodded and called out to the two armored vehicles.

Hurry up, don't let our allies wait too long!

As he spoke, he knocked on the turret and said to the driver sitting inside.

Set off.

The engine starts.

The Chimera-1 parked in the middle of the road began to move forward, leading the two armored vehicles that followed it into the area that the bomber formation had plowed.

This area is already a communication shielded area, even in the case of being quite close, the communication channel is still full of strong noise.

So far, the brothers of the Burning Corps still haven't removed the shielded base station. It seems that the troubles encountered may not be small.

There were a few distant explosions and gunshots in the dense fog, and the mole poking its head out of the turret couldn't help but frown.

Visibility is too low here.

Big eyes! Get out of the car and go to work!

Oak!

Several brothers from the Death Corps jumped out from behind the rear of the armored vehicle.

The same is true for the two armored vehicles behind, except for the human radio station left on the vehicle, the armored grenadiers wearing exoskeletons filed out, picked up the guys and scattered around the armored vehicle to guard.

The brothers who led the death corps walked in front of the convoy, their big-eyed eyes cruising along both sides of the street, and finally stopped on an abandoned truck.

With its angular shape and urban camouflage paint, it is not difficult to see that this transport vehicle once belonged to the regular army of the People's Federation.

However, the logo printed on the door is not the Federation of People, but the badge of Singularity City.

Maybe before it had the Singularity badge on it, it had the logo of the Post-War Reconstruction Commission... But that doesn't matter anymore.

There are similar historical relics all over the street, and whoever owned it has been abandoned here for some years.

Not far behind the truck is a checkpoint made of sandbag walls. At first glance, the checkpoint behind the checkpoint is no different from the nearby urban area, but if you look closely, you can see some unusual clues.

For example, some buildings are obviously office buildings from the outside, but there are metal brackets on the outside of the windows, and some torn clothes and sheets are dried on them.

Household garbage is scattered on the ground, unburned coals are piled up in paint buckets, and slogans full of era flavor are hung on some facades along the street——

Inspirational words such as [Winter will eventually pass], [The world belongs to us], [Don't war, but peace], [Don't rely on the War Construction Committee, rely on yourself] and other inspiring words.

Big Eyes in Liabilities quickly thought of the centralized information set on the official website.

The war here should not refer to the three-year war two centuries ago, but a series of military operations launched by the production department against the technology department in the province of clouds a century and a half ago.

That man-made disaster was the trigger for the disintegration of the War Construction Committee.

For the survivors of that era, that event was far closer to life than the age-old war...

It feels like someone has lived here before. Liao Dayan searched the corner carefully, and muttered in his mouth, And there are quite a few people.

The mole poking his head on the turret of the armored vehicle replied casually.

There is no doubt, this is Singularity City.

When the brothers of the Death Corps heard this, they all showed surprised expressions on their faces and exchanged unexpected glances.

Singularity City? Here?

I thought the settlement was in the old settlement!

The Mole laughed, and began to show off the little gossip in his stomach.

You don't understand this. The old settlement is the resettlement site during the Three Years' War, which is where the mutants live now.

The space there is wide, the subway and the parking lot are natural nuclear bunkers, the only disadvantage is that the living conditions are a bit poor, ventilation and sanitation are problems... This city has not been affected by nuclear weapons, I guess the locals After the first few years, we moved back to the surface to rebuild a new settlement, which is the urban area we are in now.

Singularity City doesn't have a mother's nest, so naturally it doesn't have a towering wall like Boulder City. The local survivors just used taller buildings nearby as shelters, and then put some sandbag walls and barbed wire fences in the streets and alleys as roadblocks to separate the orderly area from the disorderly area.

Until the 50th year of the wasteland era, the alien species were not the main threat to the survivors on the wasteland, but the cold and lack of supplies.

The latter extends not only poverty, famine and plague, but also looters roaming the wasteland...

Not everyone is a believer in order, and some people believe in chaos.

Once a man awakens his animal instincts in a savage environment, he can do anything. Especially in those years after the wasteland era, many people were born on the wasteland, they were born as beasts in the jungle.

The bullet holes on the sandbag wall were obviously not printed today.

That was all many years ago.

Everyone passed the abandoned checkpoint, and soon saw graffiti blurred by rust on a collapsed iron wall.

The infantry walking in front stopped unconsciously.

The boy and Brick looked up at the construction site, only to feel that the colorful painting was incompatible with the cold cement gray around him, so he blurted out curiously.

What's written on it?

Also with a trace of curiosity, Debt Big Eyes stepped forward, reached out to wipe off the dust and rust hanging on it, and tried to read a few words.

Lies...betrayal...monsters...these are the only ones I can see, which one of you understands the language better?

I can guess what's written without looking at it. Looking at the graffiti on the wall, Mole recalled the information published on the official website's setting collection, and said simply, Think about how Singularity City ended. Just know.

The construction site boy and Brick: What do you mean?

Mole: The monster obviously refers to mutants. Betrayal and lies should be aimed at the authorities of Singularity City... Do you remember the information that Fang Chang and the others collected in Hope Town at that time? Mutants were originally sterile.

The construction site guy and Big Eyes looked at each other.

Seeing that the two obviously did not remember, the Mole continued.

In the long past, the mutants who fled here from the east coast were sterile. Singularity City accepted them and supported their research. A small number of residents even took the initiative to become mutants... Whether it is For a stronger body, or to support the research of that group of researchers, or just to express your disdain for the old order and the War Construction Committee.

After a period of time, mutants gained citizenship and fertility. Although this history is not described in detail in the set, considering that the offspring of mutants are all mutants, and mutants have stronger bodies... ...what do you think will happen?

The construction site boy and Brick swallowed.

what happens……

More and more mutants, and the continuous transfer of power to mutants, eventually the old humans became a minority, Mole narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued, The authorities probably promised something to the residents, such as mutants Harmless, or violence can be restrained through civilization, etc., but what cannot be changed is that mutants only have a single gender, and they need to combine with humans to produce the next generation... However, the number of old humans is decreasing, whether they are male or female.

The construction site boy and Brick scratched the back of their heads.

Why not get some female mutants out and let them play with themselves?

Because the original intention of castrating the mutants is to prevent the spread of the DNA of the unfinished experimental results, putting penises on the mutants is a compromise by the authorities of Singularity City to the mutant group. Wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse when designing another female? And I personally speculate that the aesthetic orientation of the mutants is actually inherited from the old humans, after all, they were all humans in the first place.”

Moreover, the authorities of Singularity City may or may not want to create a race out of thin air to divide their own society. Their original intention may be to hope that mutants will become vassals that must rely on humans to exist. They have no need for medicines and do not need to wear any protective equipment. Going in and out of the radioactive area to recover materials... It's a pity that I got rid of it in the end.

Mutants are indeed inseparable from the old humans, but just like humans cannot do without the protein provided by chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, it does not mean that humans will become vassals of livestock... The positions of the two sides changed the moment the power was out of balance , the mutants in Singularity City began to use force to force the old humans to submit, and then raised them like livestock.

Looking at the lie and betrayal carved on the wall, Mole continued as if talking to himself.

It was almost harmless in the early stage, and gradually revealed its fangs in the middle stage, and finally opened its bloody mouth and devoured everyone... This sounds exactly the same as the plague and Nago that ravaged this land.

Lian Dayan sighed softly, and backed away from the graffiti.

The laws of nature...

It hasn't changed for tens of thousands of years.

Although it is a joyous game, the past buried under the modeling maps is heavier than they imagined.

The whole city is a tombstone.

The leftover graffiti is its epitaph.

It is impossible to know when the Singularity City was really destroyed. It is difficult to find a survivor of that era in the wasteland where the average life expectancy is less than 30 years old. Most of the old popsicles are from the Singularity City. came to this land in earlier times.

Mole is more inclined to believe that when Singularity City was destroyed, human beings did not become extinct, but fought against the mutants who occupied the majority.

In the end these people lost.

Those who survived were either enslaved or exiled outside the city, to places like Pine Cone Farm and Hope Town.

In fact, human dwellings are not suitable for mutant physiques. Shortly after occupying Singularity, mutants abandoned the settlement built by humans and moved to the place where the city originally originated-in the Champ Old Resident Settlement Site near the Institute of Biology.

There is a subway station, a large underground parking lot... In short, there is a wide space, keeping warm is not a problem, and it can also avoid the guerrilla's cold guns.

After a while, the mutants have completely adapted to life on the wasteland and developed their own civilization——

That is the Qi tribe now.

Maybe that tribe was actually called the Singularity Tribe before, but the name with more syllables was too awkward for mutants, so it was improved to the current name.

There is always an indescribable feeling in Mole's heart.

If the past of Boulder City gave him more regrets about unfulfilled ambitions, then Singularity City gave him more feelings of hesitating to speak without knowing where to start.

People here have prepared for the worst from the very beginning, and the ideal of saving everyone has never changed.

It's just that as they walked, they suddenly discovered that their destination was never where they were going...

The group moved on.

The fog ahead was getting thicker.

There was an indescribable strangeness in the gray-green mist, mixed with a stale breath.

Like the stench of corpses from the dead.

The players here all know that it is not a normal fog, but the spores spit out by mycelium buried in the ground and in the flesh and blood.

It's clear there's something out of the ordinary up ahead.

Everyone raised their vigilance, opened the safety of their rifles, and carefully searched every possible corner for danger.

However, to everyone's surprise, the danger didn't come from a certain filthy corner, but just swaggered in front of everyone.

I saw three hills made of dark green flesh standing in the middle of the foggy road, and their fat bodies were like a rockery.

Big Eye, who was walking in front, was the first to notice the situation, and immediately yelled at the armored vehicle behind him.

It's a different species! Prepare to fight!

The monster had obviously spotted them too, let out a dull growl, and rushed towards them with heavy steps.

The construction site boy and Brick immediately lay on the ground and propped up the bipod of the machine gun, pulling the trigger and spewing out flames.

There was a burst of gunfire on the street for a while.

However, when the bullets hit the three monsters, they just splashed a bunch of blood, and they couldn't stop their footsteps at all.

Seeing this, the construction site guy became anxious, turned his head and yelled in the direction of the armored vehicle.

Don't look so special, fire!

Mole just wanted to say that he couldn't see it here, but suddenly he had an idea and roared loudly at the two vehicles behind him.

Keep an eye on the trajectory of the tracer bullet!

Have to say, this method is quite effective.

Although the armored vehicles in the back row had no vision and could only roughly see the backs of the players in front, the bullets fired from their rifles and light machine guns had already indicated the general direction of the target.

The three Chimera armored vehicles opened fire immediately, and under the bang bang bang bang bang, the nearest monster was quickly smashed into a sieve and fell to the ground.

However, what is surprising is that the guy who was supposed to die did not stop because of this.

Even though his legs were broken, and even though his body was pierced with several black holes, that twisted life was still crawling forward, screaming terribly from its bloody mouth.

The other two monsters had rushed to a distance of only 30 meters from the infantry, and the construction guy who was pulled by Big Eye quickly picked up his machine gun and retreated.

Finally seeing the ferocious appearance of those two monsters, Mole was shocked.

Fuck! How thick is this blood?!

This is a 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb!

This distance is even a concrete wall has been dried and crumbled, right? !

On the missile!

Without time to hesitate, the mole who yelled immediately retracted the turret and closed the hatch.

Almost at the same time, a pigeon-type missile was thrown from the launching tube on the top of the turret. After ignition, a white smoke shot out and shot at the nearest monster.

The missile hit the guy's chest straight, and before it could make a cry of pain, the flames of the explosion engulfed it in an instant.

Facts have proved that the inability to break the defense is just that the equivalent is not enough.

The monster that was hit by a pigeon-type missile was blown up and lost half of its body, and the remaining half was also covered with burnt white smoke, and fell to the ground without moving.

Seeing this, the other players in the car reacted immediately, and took off the RPG rocket launchers from the armored car, inserted the armor-piercing shells, and pulled the trigger.

Streaks of white smoke passed through the street like sharp arrows, and soon brilliant sparks exploded from the bodies of the other two monsters.

Although the power of this RPG rocket launcher is not as powerful as the pigeon missile, but as long as the number is sufficient, the lethality is also effective.

The two monsters, which had been hit half-life by the 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bombs, couldn't even make a sound of wailing, and finally fell heavily under the concentrated fire of the players.

Putting down the transmitter, squeezed the sweat in his big eyes, and cursed.

Damn... what the hell is this thing?

Didn't the bombing zone just wash the area?

How could there be such a big guy alive.

The daring construction site guy stepped forward, poked the unconscious meat mountain lying on the ground with a smoking gun barrel, and muttered something in his mouth.

Goliath...

Big eyes in debt: Goliath?

Didn't Fang Chang post a post on the forum before...it's the boss they met in the Pine Cone Farm, the construction site guy swallowed, Oh my god, we actually spawned three here.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with a bad premonition in their hearts.

At this moment, a missile suddenly swished through the air and hit a tall building not far away.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their figures, but the expected explosion did not happen, not even the flicker of fire.

Only players wearing headphones heard a harsh electrical sound.

Covering his ears, Lian Dayan straightened up and glanced in the direction where the missile disappeared.

What's that?

The boys on the construction site and Brick looked confused.

Our missiles?

It's not like...it's a model I haven't seen before.

At this moment, a player walking by the road suddenly called out.

Wait... What the hell?! My communication seems to be restored!

???

Hearing the sound, Mole immediately looked at the VM worn on his arm, reached out and clicked on the map, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face.

I saw green signal points marking the positions of teammates reappear on the map, and at the same time, the icon of smooth communication re-lighted in the communication list.

At this time, Fang Chang's communication request was sent.

...Mole! Can you see where I am? I'm on the street you turn left in front of you, come help me!

The intermittent sound was accompanied by rapid panting, accompanied by occasional gunshots and explosions.

Not caring about where the missile came from, Mole said immediately with a serious expression.

I am coming over now!

After speaking, he switched the communication channel and shouted on the team channel.

All forward! Friendly forces are ahead of us!

A vigorous answer came quickly from the communication channel.

Aww!

...

Under the cover of infantry, three armored Chimera vehicles rushed towards the street where the Burning Corps was located.

At the same time, in the office building not far from the street where everyone was, three figures were standing on the roof of the building where the cold wind was blowing.

Jiang Xuezhou, who was wearing a gas mask, looked proudly at Ye Shi who was stunned beside her, and reached out to pat the big guy next to her.

How? I'm still very strong, right?

At the moment, on her right, stood a four-legged robot with a boxy body. It was almost carved out of the same mold as the Xiao Wang that she took with her to the No. 0 shelter.

The only difference is that this guy is more than a circle larger than the previous one, and the mounted weapons are also more bloated.

Even big guys like missile launchers are installed.

According to its owner, Xiao Wang is now invincible, whether it is those annoying slime molds or tricks like EMP, it is like tickling.

The firepower of this battle robot is comparable to that of a reinforced platoon!

However, what Ye Shi was shocked at the moment was not the size and firepower parameters of this thing, which he had complained about once before getting on the helicopter.

Staring straight at the looming building in the distance, he didn't even see her clearly, and saw a missile fly out.

Swallowing, Ye Shi looked at Jiang Xuezhou.

That is……

Electromagnetic pulse bomb!

With the back of his hand brushing the ponytail that fell on his shoulders, Jiang Xuezhou continued in a showy tone.

But that's nothing unusual. What's really technical is to lock on to the real source of interference in a field of camouflaged sources of interference, and then launch an EMP weapon to destroy it with one blow before it reacts—hey, are you listening? I spoke?

Looking at Ye Shi who was still in a daze, Jiang Xuezhou's voice was a little unhappy.

Hearing the question, Ye Shi immediately recovered from his bewilderment, and said with a smile.

Some... The source of interference has been eliminated, right? Great!

As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and continued with a shy expression.

By the way, let's talk about the electromagnetic pulse... Uh, it's the missile you fired just now. Where did you buy it?

Ming people don't say dark words, there is indeed something about that thing.

He also wants to make a few.

After waiting for a long time without a word of praise, Jiang Xuezhou rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Not for sale.

Ye Shi: ...

Gan!

...

With the support of three Chimera armored vehicles and more than ten light infantry, Fang Chang finally got rid of the monster wriggling with lumps of flesh.

The stench of rotting corpses permeated the entire street.

However, to everyone's regret, the apostle who hid aside and fired a black gun finally let him escape.

Fang Chang's old face was a little uncomfortable.

The Mole was not polite to him either, and laughed at the guy gloatingly, allowing people to slip under his nose.

With the end of the battle, a Viper transport plane landed near the crowd. While putting down supplies, it also took away the tissue samples taken from the Meat Mountain.

The Alliance's Institute of Biology will help them figure out what the ghosts they encounter are.

Although there was a small setback in the side missions, the results of the frontal battlefield were spread to the Heart of Steel one after another.

The main forces of the various corps of the alliance have completed their assembly near the old settlements, and there is only less than one kilometer away from the champion biopharmaceutical research institute and the old nest of the Qi tribe.

The green-skinned animals seemed to have finally realized that their firepower was not at the same level as their opponents, so they simply gave up on the surface.

Some mutants withdrew to the subway station, and some were transferred to the building of the Champion biological research institute.

They have been swaggering in this land for more than a century, and at this moment they are finally gradually feeling hopeless...

At the same time, the bridge of Iron Heart.

An officer from the Army Command came up behind Chu Guang, put his right fist on his chest, and reported the report neatly.

The mutants hid in the subway station, and our ground troops occupied their lairs on the surface...and saved many survivors.

Looking away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Guang looked at the officer and asked.

How much is it?

The officer said in a heavy tone.

Not counted yet, but according to reports from the front line, there are at least 10,000 people...

Chu Guang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

10,000 people...

How can there be so many?

Title: Ten years of sharpening the sword, one sword shakes the sky!

Introduction:

Lin Lin thought about it.

If life can see the progress bar like a game, you can discover every bit of your progress, and you can continuously get positive feedback.

Maybe he can take the initiative to spend all his time on self-improvement, maybe he won't live such a mediocre life.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.

After reviving the first life, Lin Lin has an attribute panel where he can see his real-time status, and he can clearly see every change in himself.

So, the change begins!