This Game Is Too Realistic

No retreat! Block them!

Those two-legged beasts are so fragile! They can be knocked down with one fist! Do you want to be defeated by something like that?!

The main entrance of the Champion Biopharmaceutical Research Institute.

The three-meter-long mutant commander roared furiously, like a vicious dog with fried hair, urging his subordinates to come forward.

His name is Hogg, a warrior named by Gann himself, and he is also the most loyal and brave warrior under that lord's command.

In the Qi tribe where the strong are respected, he was trained by Gann as the successor of the next patriarch, and it was precisely because of this that he was entrusted with the important task of guarding the research institute.

This is the bond that maintains the covenant between the Qi Tribe and the Torch Church, and it is also the center of the Qi Tribe's prosthetic transformation.

Gann ordered him to lead more than a thousand subordinates to defend here.

He solemnly swore to Gann that no matter what, he would not let this research institute fall into the hands of the Alliance!

As long as it lasts for another two weeks...

The eternal kingdom of heaven will completely stay in this land!

Hogg gritted his teeth and roared.

...Rush up to me! Eat their flesh, drink their blood, chop them into minced meat! Make a sofa!

The roar sounded full of energy, and it really ignited the blood in the chests of many mutant soldiers, causing many green-skinned animals to come forward roaring.

However, in the face of that storm-like offensive, all these struggles are so pale and powerless.

The main entrance of the research institute has turned into a bloody meat grinder, and the lives of mutant soldiers on the front line are almost turned into flying flesh in seconds.

Under the cover of armored combat vehicles, the alliance's offensive was like an unstoppable spearhead, tearing apart the defense line of the institute's gate with a destructive force.

A Chimera armored vehicle that rolled up the stairs directly crashed into the wall of the hall, and the black muzzle stretched in, and there was a burst of bang bang bang.

The sandbags piled up in the corridors and stairwells were instantly blasted out, and the mutant soldiers hiding behind were crushed into a pulp by the tracer as thick as a python.

Immediately after came in was Iron Lump wielding a chainsaw.

The whistling saw blade is like a hound grinding its teeth, and the green paint has been marinated red by blood plasma and minced meat.

It looked like a ghost that had just stepped out of hell.

The moment he met the murderous human-shaped armor, panic was written on every green face, and the automatic rifle and shotgun in his hand trembled involuntarily.

They were indistinguishable for a while——

Who is more like a beast!

Haha! Crazy! Completely crazy!!

Ramped into the position of the mutants, Midnight Slay Chicken excitedly waved the chainsaw, completely red-eyed.

This steel body suits him perfectly!

The only disadvantage is that the sequence level and experience are locked, and sometimes you can't stop the car when you go crazy... But these are minor problems.

This is a war between humans and mutants.

It is the war between civilization and barbarism.

There is no such thing as a prisoner in this war.

Naturally, there is no need to show mercy!

Looking at the jungle corps that cut the mutant into eight pieces, all the players of the skeleton corps had no chance to make a move for a while, they turned off the safety and lowered their guns.

Mainly because he couldn't make a move.

In such a narrow building terrain, brother chicken alone can occupy two-thirds of the corridor, and two strength animals wearing heavy exoskeletons even block the way forward.

If you fire at this time, more than 80% of them must be friendly injuries.

Irena, who was leaning next to the armored vehicle, looked at the iron bump wielding a chainsaw in front of her with a funny face and joked.

Brother Chicken is crazy.

Brother Fugui's teasing voice soon came from the communication channel.

What cyber lunatic.

Irena: Haha.

Let him go crazy... Mole poked his head out from the turret and joked with a smile, Anyway, he doesn't have many normal times.

The battle went well.

It even went smoothly beyond his expectations.

In the past, these mutants were able to fight back and forth with the front-line troops of the Alliance relying on the support of vehicles and the unexpected transformation of prosthetic bodies, but as those vehicles were continuously destroyed by Chimera armored vehicles, the prosthetic mutants also continued. Killed in battle, the remaining mutants couldn't even organize a decent resistance.

In fact, they really don't have much left to struggle. In the previous rounds of offensives, their vital forces themselves have been consumed to the very last, while the alliance's forces are almost endless.

Suddenly remembering what she had promised Brother Mosquito on the forum, Irena looked at Fugui, the Elf King.

It sounds like we promised Mosquito to help him find his lost prosthetic body.

Wait until the fight is over.

Hopefully it's over before dark.

It's dark? Brother Fugui curled his lips with a smile, With just this little beast, can they last until noon?

While talking, a strength animal wearing a K10 Iron Wall exoskeleton walked over in the distance and untied the helmet's visor.

Looking at Lao Na and Lao Wang who were idle at first glance, the paratroopers of Piltover raised their hands to say hello.

Hey, are you free?

Elena asked with a smile.

What's wrong? Need help?

The Piltover paratrooper nodded helplessly.

The elevator to the underground laboratory was dismantled by those beasts. They seemed to be determined to fight us to the end. We attacked from the fire escape, but it was too narrow, and our people got stuck in it.

The underground laboratory has the nature of a nuclear bunker, and the fire exits and elevators do not communicate with the above-ground buildings, and need to be entered from the lobby on the first floor.

The Jungle Corps has already controlled the exits of each floor of the above-ground building, and is strangling the remaining mutants floor by floor, but the offensive to the ground is not going very smoothly.

Those mutants blew up elevators and freight elevators, and set up a large number of traps and bunkers on the only fire exit.

Hearing that someone was stuck inside, Elf King Fugui laughed out loud.

Fuck, who is so ashamed?

Piltover Paratrooper: Model Voldeira told me not to tell anyone.

puff--

Ha ha ha ha!

Looking at Lao Na and Lao Wang who were laughing, Mole coughed twice and said while holding back his laughter.

Go and help them.

Irena made an OK gesture, smiled and reloaded the rifle hanging on her chest.

Oak!

...

Champion Biological Research Institute, the entrance to the power room of the underground research area, Hogg is guarding here with his most loyal followers.

Listening to the gunshots and explosions that were getting closer, a trace of fear was finally written on that fleshy green face.

It was not his own death that he feared.

But the situation in front of him made him unable to see the slightest hope of turning defeat into victory.

Is this the end of their tribe?

Even the second bravest warrior of the Qi tribe was like this, not to mention the others, the morale of the entire team was extremely low.

Although the boss made repeated orders not to whisper, the mutants squatting behind the bunker still couldn't help whispering.

What about our allies...

I heard that they launched an attack on the Alliance last night... They were the ones who made the sound of the artillery last night.

That movement is big enough.

Did you win?

Do you still need to ask... that airship is still there.

I heard that our patriarch was there last night!

Could it be that the patriarch has...

Hearing the louder and louder voices of discussion, Hogg, who was already restless, suddenly became furious, and yelled at the guys who were whispering.

Shut up! Cowards! The patriarch is fine now, and you don't need to take care of him! Keep an eye on your defense zone, and if I hear anyone talking about Lord Gann, I'll tear his tongue out!

Seeing the furious Hogg, the group of green-skinned animals suddenly fell silent, not daring to whisper any more.

However, although Hogg blocked their mouths, he couldn't stop them from thinking wildly.

They have already reached this level, even a pig can guess that most of their bosses have died, and their allies have probably given up on them long ago.

They are simply dying.

This is completely pointless resistance!

Thinking of this, those green faces became even more desperate.

At this moment, there was a deafening explosion from the direction of the fire escape.

After a burst of crackling gunshots, there was the creak of saw blades tearing bones and screams.

The hearts of all the mutants subconsciously raised their throats, and the pupils hidden in the shadows were full of fear and panic.

As if to dispel the fear in his chest, Hogg raised the fist-thick iron gun in his hand, and loaded it with a click.

Ready to fight!!

Hearing that majestic voice, all the mutants bit the bullet and roared.

Oh oh oh!!

...

At the entrance of the fire escape in the underground research area, dozens of corpses lay in disorder.

Most of them belonged to mutants, whose green skin could be seen at a glance, and a small part was dropped by players, most of which were embedded in the remains of the exoskeleton.

War propaganda posters are pasted on the alloy walls, some of which are still clip art cut from magazines or newspapers, mainly about the success of the front line.

The irony is that the battlefield of the Three Years War spanned several light years, and the fire of the war never reached this underground bunker.

Today, more than two centuries later, the gray alloy walls are covered with dense bullet holes, and the blood that overflows the corridor almost reaches the soles of the boots.

...the power room is right in front! Confirming the map on the VM, the Piltover paratrooper wearing a heavy exoskeleton walked ahead to clear the way, and shouted to the brothers behind him, The vital sign signal was detected! This is The last room!

Irena clicked on the task bar and took a look.

The rest of the mutants are probably here. I remember that the pseudo brood should be in the power room... The nuclear fuel seems to be stored in a spare warehouse.

Give them a good time!

As he said that, the Piltover paratrooper grinned, and the chain saw in his hand whimpered, and the air in the entire corridor seemed to heat up.

Looking at the Picheng paratroopers who were about to go forward, the Elf King Fugui suddenly stopped him.

Wait a moment.

The Piltover paratrooper stopped and looked back at him.

what?

Elf King Fugui smiled, took out a big baby and carried it on his shoulder, and said happily.

Try this thing!

The Piltover paratrooper raised an eyebrow.

Good guy!

RPG?

Did you bring this thing down?

Hey, and it's a new warhead!

While speaking, Elf King Fugui had already inserted the rocket that was almost as thick as his thigh into the launch tube.

Seeing that it looked quite unique, the Piltover paratrooper looked closely at it curiously, and turned off the chain saw in his hand.

...What the hell is this?

Carrying the loaded launcher on his shoulder, the Elf King Fugui said happily.

Thermobaric bomb!

Fuck!?

As soon as they heard that it was a thermobaric bomb, the players around were startled instantly, regardless of whether it was true or not, except for Lao Na who was still calm, they all hid back.

Imitated TBG-7V thermobaric bomb... Don't make a fuss, but that guy Mosquito is also awesome, and reproduced all this stuff!

When introducing it, Elf King Fugui felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

This goblin technology is really getting better and better.

Unlike fragmentation grenades, this thermobaric bomb has no prefabricated fragments and relies entirely on shock waves and high temperatures to kill targets.

The killing effect on targets in open areas is mediocre, but the killing effect on closed buildings is ridiculously high.

And the fewer windows, the more lethal!

The temperature and pressure environment of ten to fifteen atmospheres formed in an instant is enough to blast all known carbon-based organisms into slag!

Stop talking nonsense, hurry up. Too lazy to listen to his bragging, Irena had already walked to the side of the trap door and held the doorknob.

Brother Fugui smiled and aimed at the door panel.

I'll count to three, pay attention to open the door.

When Lao Na heard this, she didn't dare to play that kind of difficult card point with him, and immediately opened the movable door.

The bullet flew out of the room whizzing, startling Brother Fugui, and reflexively pulled the trigger.

A streak of white smoke sprang out from the launch tube, dragging a wobbly tail flame into the open trap door.

Fortunately, the rocket flew in.

Otherwise, the whole corridor will be roasted.

At the same time, in the power room, Hogg, who was waiting in battle, was startled when he saw the rockets coming in through the door.

He was ready to fight the alliance to the death, but he didn't expect these guys to be so ignorant of martial arts that they even bombarded them with bazookas.

Get down!!

He roared and fell down on the ground, but soon he realized that this action was so unnecessary.

The roar of the explosion and ten times the air pressure instantly poured into his eardrums, and he lost his hearing before he could even scream.

Not just hearing.

The scorching high temperature dried all the body fluids in his body in an instant, and then his skin was carbonized, followed by the meridians and flesh under the skin.

Ahhh!!!

Hogg, who was blind in both eyes, uttered a heart-piercing cry, and now he only hoped that his opponent would give him a good time.

His wish was quickly granted.

The piercing pain did not torment him for too long, soon he was roasted into a bloody coke in this purgatory like other mutants.

The screams and wailing in the power room finally stopped, and a group of players whose helmets were covered with dust poked their heads into the room from outside the door.

There were no living creatures in the entire power room, only charred or torn corpses remained.

The temperature of the air was so hot that it was like an oven burned to the limit. Even if you stood at the door, you would be scalded, and there was no way to enter.

Everyone waited until the high temperature dissipated before carefully entering the power room.

Looking at the mess in the room, Elf King Fugui couldn't help but smashed his tongue.

Oh my god... this weapon is too inhuman.

When I go back to the forum, I must criticize it carefully!

The Piltover paratrooper grinned.

What kind of humanity do you talk about with animals?

Although I didn't have a good time in the end, this way of death is not cheap for these beasts.

That's right. Elf King Fugui walked forward and kicked open the half-dragging door at the end of the power room.

A foul stench wafted from behind the door.

He turned on the flashlight and found a ring-shaped device inside, somewhat similar to the reactor in the shelter.

What is surprising is not the reactor, but the shocking pieces of meat growing on the reactor.

An ominous dark green almost filled every corner of this machine.

This is the core of Naguo!

The culprit who caused the spore cloud to fill the entire area of ​​Jinhe City!

A pseudo brood synthesized by biotechnology!

Is this how the mother's nest looks like?

Irena, who walked into the door, glanced at the brood, and felt that it was both a beating heart and a large Naguo.

I don't know what it tastes like.

The scientific name is Naguo Core... I don't know if the one in Qingquan City looks like this, said Elf King Fugui, who glanced at Lao Na next to him, and said with a strange expression, You don't want to try it, do you?

Irena rolled her eyes.

Am I that kind of person?

This thing is so green that you can't eat it.

And the key is that it is such a big lump, even if he wants to eat it, he can't find where to eat it.

However, the other players standing aside didn't believe what he said, and all showed expressions of isn't it?

Ignoring the gang of dogs, Irena took out the explosives she was carrying, installed it near the pseudo brood, and then urged everyone to evacuate from the power room.

At this time, the news of teammates came from the communication channel, and the paratroopers in Piltover looked at everyone beside them and said.

The power to the freight elevators has been restored, and the nuclear fuel and other loot has been packaged and sent to the surface... It's time for us to evacuate.

Everyone stood on the elevator to the surface, and before the elevator door closed, Irena grabbed the detonator in her hand.

The bomb enters the countdown.

Looking at the bloody corridor for the last time, facing the closed elevator door, Elf King Fugui still had a bit of unsatisfactory expression on his face.

This mission...is it over?

I heard that the brothers of the Burning Legion fought on the deck last night was a thrill, and they hardly encountered any decent resistance on their side.

It always feels like it's over.

Irena said with a delicate expression.

It's about the same... The winner was decided last night, and the next step is probably to clean up the battlefield.

The elevator is here soon.

Almost at the same time they left the elevator, a tremor of distance came from under their feet, and even the whole building trembled.

Fugui, who had just stepped out of the elevator, staggered and almost fell, but was lucky enough to hold on to the wall beside him.

Damn, how many seconds did you set the detonation fuze?

Apparently, she didn't expect the power of that humble bomb to be so exaggerated. Irena also looked at the gradually sloping ceiling with a confused face and said.

I reckon half a minute should be enough.

That thing can't be a nuclear bomb, right?

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the brothers of the Burning Corps seemed to have seized a batch of tactical nuclear weapons in Boulder City.

The smallest model is only the size of a fist, but it has enough power to blow up a street.

Can't do it...

It's really that stuff.

The Piltover paratrooper's scalp went numb.

Half a minute is indeed enough, but why do I always have an ominous premonition...

Seeing that the chain reaction triggered by the explosion did not stop at all, the expression of the mole sitting in the turret of the armored vehicle gradually changed.

He kicked the pilot hard and shouted under the turret.

Reverse! Quick!

Fortunately, the battle upstairs is over.

Almost at the same time as the players hurriedly withdrew from the research institute, the building that had stood for more than two centuries slowly collapsed after all...

...

The bridge of the Ironheart.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Guang quietly looked in the direction of Singularity City, watching the building slowly fall towards the ruins behind it.

Although the fog outside the window has not dissipated, Xiao Qi, who is well-behaved and sensible, has thoughtfully projected the pictures captured by the drone on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's still the best place to watch movies.

Yuer, who was fixed in a wheelchair, sat next to Chu Guang, looking at the billowing dust, his eyes were a little dazed.

That's where it all started.

It has also become the end of all this.

After a while, his Adam's apple moved.

……finished.

Chu Guang glanced at him and said slowly.

It's far from it. It may take decades or decades to make up for the evil you think you have committed. It may take a long time for the suffering in this land to come to an end.

Yule gave a wry smile, looked at the ceiling above his head and closed his eyes.

Looking at the apostle who closed his eyes, Chu Guang continued.

However, objectively speaking, the anti-radiation agent and radiation suppressant you studied have helped many people.

Yule shook his head.

That's not my fault alone.

I know, I've never said that before, Chu Guang said succinctly, Just like the building you see now, that thing was not pushed down by a single person, but the result of everyone's joint determination , Our history has also progressed in this way.”

Yul fell silent, the expression on that face part confession and pure pain.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, then looked at Chu Guang who was standing aside and spoke slowly.

What are you going to do with me?

Chu Guang said casually.

It depends on which method you intend to atone for.

Yule looked at him in surprise.

...do I have options?

Of course there is, like...you can go to Vault 79, which is now the Alliance's biological research base, with a group of biological experts and a large lizard that has lived longer than anyone. We still have mountains of problems Needs to be addressed, where you can use your knowledge and the rest of your life to help the survivors.

After a pause, Chu Guang looked at him and continued.

Of course, you can also choose to say goodbye to the world with a 9mm bullet, which is the fastest and painless way.

Yule smirked.

The latter sounds easier.

Chu Guang glanced at Lu Bei.

The loyal young man understood immediately, stepped forward to help Yule release his right hand, then pulled out his pistol, loaded it, unloaded the magazine and handed it to him.

Staring at the pistol in his hand in silence for a long time, Yule sighed and closed the open safety.

...I choose the former.

Perhaps death is the easiest choice, but he suddenly thought of Yinyin...the little girl he wanted to let go but couldn't save in the end.

Chu Guang stared into his eyes for a while, and suddenly there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Now you are Yuer or Luo Gan.

He could tell from the previous interrogation.

The two personalities of Luo Gan and Yuer exist in this guy at the same time, but one is stored in his brain and the other is stored in the bionics chip.

Strictly speaking, this is true for everyone who has been implanted with a chip, whether it is Yule in front of him or Yin Yin lying in the cryogenic hibernation cabin.

Each of them is Luo Gan.

The ghost dismantled himself into countless parts and hid them in every container he thought fit. And that container is the Utopia in people's hearts—the so-called sanctuary.

Perhaps because he recognized himself clearly, this time Yule's answer was not as hesitant as last time, and he said in a voice with a hint of affirmation.

Both.

Slowly looking at Chu Guang, Yule continued.

Can I... ask you a question too?

Chu Guang said bluntly.

Just ask.

Yul stared into his eyes.

How can you guarantee that... the road ahead of you must be different from the choice I made, isn't it another kind of hell?

He didn't know what was at the end of this road, he just wanted to know why the manager of the shelter in front of him was so confident.

However, Chu Guang's answer was completely beyond his expectation.

I can't guarantee that.

Seeing Yuer with a look of astonishment, Chu Guang paused, and continued speaking as a matter of course.

I'm just a mortal, not a savior, and I don't have the ability to predict. The only thing I can guarantee is that I will not disappoint people's trust in me, and do my best to do what I can do. As for whether tomorrow will fall into the pit Well, I don't know either.

However, I will discuss with them, face common problems or bugs together, and discuss how to go forward. Even if their opinions are sometimes immature or even naive, it's okay. We The alliance was not built in a day.

If there is hell waiting for us ahead, that is our common choice. But I believe that even if one day we stand with our feet on hell, our unity will allow us to walk out of it side by side.

Yule sighed and lowered his head slowly.

If only I had met you twenty years earlier...

If the gears of fate hadn't had that slight deviation, if he hadn't seen that man named Luo Gan twenty years ago...

Maybe his fate and that of all survivors in this land will be different.

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(Don't say I'm a sheep, brothers, accidents are impossible...but a cold is really uncomfortable, and you shouldn't pretend. T.T)