This Game Is Too Realistic

[DLZJ-1 Naming Vote Results Announced! 】

[1. Death - 21%]

[2. Storm - 13%]

[3. Skeleton - 11%]

[4. Cheese Snow Leopard - 9%]

[5. Combustion - 8%]

【…】

[According to the opinion of the NPC manager, the official name of DLZJ-1 is determined to be: Xiaguang]

So what's the point of this vote anyway?

Sixin District, Xizhou City.

Standing next to a half-human dead alien corpse, I stared at the server announcement on the VM screen the darkest, and couldn't help but complain.

He searched for a long time in the voting post but did not find the word Xiaguang.

This is the cheating!

Ten Fists raised his hand in agreement.

+1, why not call it a storm? It also sounds imposing!

Kakarot patted my darkest shoulder and said with a grin.

You don't understand this, take the word Xiaguang apart and read it twice.

Disassemble? Xia... Guang, what the hell?

After silently reading it five times, I suddenly came back to my senses, and shouted as if I had discovered a new world, Good guy, this is using my position to pick up girls!

Broken leg Kevin: Report!

Catching Ghosts at Grave Head also had a smile on his face.

Hahaha, I have to plan a report with the dog, NPC doesn't talk about martial arts!

Come on, then it's hard to say who picks whom.

Listening to the ridicule of the brothers in the Corps, Commander Quanshui also laughed and joked, and then looked at the entrance of the subway station not far away.

Rotting algae leaves hang from the stained stop signs like rotten vegetable leaves on the teeth of wild animals. A disgusting, putrid smell wafted from the eerie entrance, as if it was not the entrance to the subway, but the open mouth of a monster.

The danger here is probably not less than that in the city center of Qingquan City.

Pulling the bolt to load, he reached out and closed the visor of the helmet, and at the same time switched the portable deflector shield to standby mode.

Be fully prepared, he said.

Stop talking nonsense, I'm ready to book.

A uniform response came from the communication channel.

Oak!

...

The lake water in Sixin District has been low tide for some time.

The Alliance used the MW-level water pump designed by Camp 101 to pump for nearly a week, and finally drained the tens of millions of cubic meters of water that was pressing above the No. 100 shelter.

Perhaps in order to compensate the Stormtroopers who missed the server activities due to the bandit suppression operation, the Dog Planner instructed the managers to give them the task of recovering Vault 100.

As we all know, the resources of the shelter are the most fertile among all the ruins, especially a shelter that has been sealed for two centuries and has not been opened!

And in addition to material rewards, the land reclamation of a new shelter usually gives players the honor of entering the Hall of Fame!

Not only that, all players who participated in the land reclamation can leave their names forever in this future novice village!

Therefore, Quan Shui took the task almost without hesitation.

To be precise, this should not be considered a task.

It can be called a reward!

However, even with the nature of rewards, this task is still not easy.

Although the predators active in this area have died or fled, the threat of alien species still exists.

Especially the Sixin District where the lake is flooded.

This area is still active in large numbers and deadly arthropods.

In order to ensure the safety of the operation, Commander Quanshui first called 200 brothers over, and cleared out the alien species within 500 meters near the entrance of the subway station before going down.

As for the task that could be done by ten people, the brother stuffed thirty people into it, and the lights of the tactical flashlights almost turned the narrow subway station into daylight.

If it wasn't for the fact that the battlefield width wasn't enough to allow too many people to fire together, he might just plan to stuff a thousand people in!

Clearing away the few split-claw crabs hovering under the stairs of the subway station, Commander Quanshui reached out and pressed on the helmet, and ordered.

Team A followed me to advance forward, Team B followed Kakarot to output firepower and protect the flanks of Team A, and Team C followed me in the rear to support, be careful of aliens stealing our ass, and act according to my orders.

Amidst the received responses, my darkest interjection was caught.

Generally speaking, don't brothers follow me?

Quan Shui rolled his eyes and spoke with confidence.

Shut up, I'm the dog officer, GKD!

...Gah!

Being taken a step ahead by this guy, I almost choked back the phrase dog officer that came to my lips, and walked to the front cursing.

But even though he complained, considering that Brother Quanshui was very reliable every time, he obeyed the command obediently and called the small players to form a formation and move forward.

Perception is the vanguard.

There is nothing wrong with that.

...

The real situation inside the subway station is worse than it looks from the outside.

After all, it has been soaked in the water for a century and a half, and Xizhou City itself is a paradise of alien species, so it is normal for there to be any strange things hidden here.

In fact, the submersion of this area by the water of Xizhou Lake was not done in an instant, but repeated several times, which finally led to the complete collapse of the underground facilities in the Sixin District.

It is not difficult to see from the abandoned clothes, sleeping bags and daily necessities that survivors stayed in this natural shelter for a period of time two centuries ago.

They use cages to catch mice and other small animals, grow mushrooms with rotten boards and domestic garbage, avoid the whistling snowstorm and the falling fallout in the subway station, and face the despair of not knowing when it will end pray.

Those people are obviously not the residents of Vault 100, but the survivors who migrated towards the Great Northern Rift Valley. For wastelanders.

Perhaps they had expected it.

The compatriots hiding in Vault 100 will open the door for their poor sake and take them in without food or clothing.

But obviously.

Their expectations finally came to nothing.

They are not the ones chosen to go to the future.

Until Vault 100 finally became part of the dust of history, the closed door was never opened...

Not once.

The soles of the boots made a sticky sound on the wet concrete floor, like the whispers of the dead wandering in the abandoned cemetery.

I was the darkest adjusting my breathing while moving the muzzle of my gun, carefully inspecting every corner of the abandoned platform.

From time to time, water droplets from the ceiling fell on the ground, or on his helmet and shoulders, bringing him a creepy chill.

Especially the creaking sound coming from the shadows from time to time, which made him unconsciously tense up his already tense nerves.

Even if the flickering torch light illuminates this area almost into daylight, it is still inevitable that there will be unknown threats hidden in places that cannot be illuminated by the light.

The light of the flashlight inadvertently swept over an overturned vending machine, and a pool of rotten water plants appeared colorful oily light, which immediately attracted my darkest attention.

There is a situation!

He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, motioning for his teammates to stop, then raised his rifle and took two steps closer carefully.

Just when I was the darkest and was about to see what it was, I had a face-to-face with the colorful pattern that looked like a ghost face.

The bug stared at him intently.

The densely packed eyes were crowded into a ball on its face, and circles of fine and short teeth were exposed from the slowly opening slit.

Then, it peeled off the arc-shaped carapace on its back, and its paper-thin wings made a scalp-numbing sound.

Tch-tch--

Shet!

I was the darkest when I was taken aback, and I pulled the trigger almost instinctively.

Amid bursts of bursts of gun flames, the basketball-sized beetle was shot more than a dozen times, and was shot into a pool of dark green liquid in an instant.

Hearing the sudden gunshot, members of team A immediately came to support, and then the sound of spring water came from the communication channel.

Old Hei, what's the situation with you?

An alien species I've never seen before, a bit like... a beetle?

Fiddling with the action recorder on the tactical helmet, my heart was beating furiously, and I tried to call up the picture taken more than ten seconds ago, and shared it with other brothers in the corps.

However, other people's reactions were beyond his expectation, not only did no one spit out disgustingly, but they began to comment and admire.

This bug is so ugly and unique.

+1

The dog planned carefully. The monsters on the new map didn't change the set of skin textures, but even made some new tricks that I haven't seen before.

Listening to the conversation of the group of animals, I couldn't help but ask.

Fuck, don't you feel sick?

Seeing the serious expression on this guy's face, several team members holding rifles looked at each other with subtle expressions on their faces.

It's really disgusting for you to say that.

+1, if I encounter it in reality, it will probably scare me to death.

But it's a game, right?

There seems to be a contribution to update the heterogeneous illustrated book!

...

Looking at these guys who were excited to communicate, I was most in a daze for a long time.

like……

Make sense?

Indeed, there is nothing to be afraid of the bugs in the game. Although they look a little strange, they are weaker than mutants in terms of lethality, okay?

Comforting myself in this way, I took a deep breath to calm down my impetuous mood.

At the same time that he had just calmed down, Brother Quanshui's calling came from the communication channel.

Old Hei, I leave the collection of samples to you.

I couldn't hold back any longer.

Damn it, why don't you do it?!

Quan Shui coughed.

You're close...you can do it.

%￥#@!

Taking out a plastic tube from the tactical vest, I suppressed my nausea and squatted down, casually poured some tissue remains from the corpse into the test tube.

The dark green liquid looked weird.

It is said that they haven't seen this alien species in the area of ​​Xizhou City for so long. Did this thing migrate from somewhere recently?

The sound of spring water came from the communication channel.

You discovered it first, give this thing a name.

Call you the darkest uncle!

Haha, I guess I won't pass. If you think about it again, we'll just have one chance to be nominated.

I thought about it for a while.

Ghostface?

Quan Shui: OK, that's all!

Generally speaking, as long as the name is not too dramatic, the dog project will not exercise a veto to fight back.

As the namer of the newly discovered alien species, the player's ID will be included in the setting collection of the official website together with the alien species and become part of the game settings.

The number of naming times reaches ten and one hundred times, and specific titles can be unlocked respectively.

Therefore, unlocking the monster illustrated book is also one of the ways to play Wasteland OL, and many players with collection addiction are very keen on this matter.

For this reason, it also brought a wealth of research samples to the Institute of Biology of the Alliance.

This little episode is over.

Team A continued on the road, heading towards the depths of the subway that had been blocked by the lake for nearly a century and a half, and the ghost-faced worms scurrying around also caused a lot of trouble for them who were in charge of leading the battle.

Although these guys are small in size, they are extremely aggressive, and their attack methods are even more weird.

They usually lie still, and when the prey comes into the attack range, they vibrate their wings and pounce on the prey, stabbing the prey with the dagger-like thorn hidden in the abdomen, absorbing the body fluids of the prey and feeding on it.

Although their abdominal needles often cannot pierce the breastplate of the exoskeleton, it is still somewhat dangerous to pierce vital parts such as the neck.

In particular, this small arthropod species usually has high stealth attributes, and is extremely good at integrating with the environment. It can always pop out from unexpected corners, giving nervous players a surprise.

Although I solved the trouble without any risk several times, my darkest face was still faintly pale and blue.

He felt that his san value was almost absorbed by these little bugs.

Walking to the darkest side of me, Ten Punch Man with an LD-47 assault rifle laughed and joked.

Brother dei, are you afraid?

From just now, he felt that this guy's state was a little bit wrong, and he was almost two people from when he was on the surface.

My darkest brow twitched.

Afraid? How is it possible...I just feel uncomfortable when I see the insects, so I am not afraid.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sound of vomiting in the communication channel.

puff!

Are you so arrogant?

I threw up.

Grave Bugs didn't tease him with everyone, but just smiled and patted the brother on the shoulder.

Isn't that why you're afraid?

I said in the darkest annoyance.

Get out! You are afraid, your whole family is afraid.

Cheerful laughter came from the communication channel.

Hey, it would be nice if the field guy was here.

+1, that guy is fast, hehe.

This little blackie is too cowardly!

Seeing that the explanation was not clear, I decided not to explain at all, and rolled my eyes at the two beasts, Buffy at Grave Mound and Ten Fist Superman.

Stop talking nonsense, go back to your place, shut up and do your work!

The Zhandi guy is probably in Triumph City by now. I don’t know where I’m going to be alive, if I have time to accompany you to the next book?

And rushing fast is how many versions ago.

Ever since he left the save point, that guy is more cowardly than Gouquanshui!

receive.

Accepting my blackest rolling eyes, Ten Punch Man made a salute gesture with a playful smile, and returned to their respective fighting positions with Grave Bugs.

The brief gag slightly dilutes the surrounding horror atmosphere.

Although there are still alien species coming out of the darkness with wings fluttering from time to time, but I am the darkest and have gradually adapted to this rhythm of surprise.

If you are not sure if there is a situation, shoot first and then talk, if there is any movement, make up the shuttle, if there is any movement, throw a grenade, and if there is no movement, continue to move forward.

Anyway, on his own territory, the ammunition is properly managed.

After several short and intense firefights, everyone passed through the security checkpoint without incident and pushed all the way to the platform.

The tunnel under the platform was pitch black, and there was still water in the tunnel that hadn't been completely drained, probably no deeper than a person's knee.

The broken-down car was stuck in the middle of the tunnel not far away, and they needed to pass through there to reach the entrance of Vault 100.

Glancing at the broken-down carriage, Commander Quanshui gave an order in the communication channel.

A team enters the tunnel, BC team supports at the edge of the platform.

Got it! I turned my darkest glance to my teammates and gave Ten Fist Superman a wink.

The latter understood, walked forward to the edge of the platform, first fired a few shots at the abandoned carriage, saw that there was no movement of the alien species, then shot a shuttle into the water, and then jumped into the tunnel from the platform inside.

Others also jumped off the platform and stepped into the knee-high water.

The sewage soaked through the trouser legs, and the biting cold immediately climbed from the ankles to the knees. Even though the helmets shielded the pain, most players couldn't help shivering.

Feeling the stickiness surging at his feet, Buffy frowned and sniffed, and couldn't help muttering something in the communication channel.

Oh my god, this water smells really bad!

Having gotten used to the smell, Ten Fist Man teased.

When we go back, let Quanshui and Dogecoin help us wash our pants!

I am the darkest and have a bad face.

But thinking that the end point is ahead, and if he insists on persisting, the task will be completed, so he didn't talk nonsense in the communication channel, but just said briefly.

The entrance to the shelter is just ahead, keep going!

The others also shouted vigorously.

receive!

The ten-member team pushed forward into the depths of the subway tunnel, pushing away circles of ripples on the knee-high sewage water.

I always feel like my heart is beating fast.

The cold sewage brought him not only a cold feeling, but also a trace of panic that made him restless.

how to say?

It's too quiet here too!

At this moment, he suddenly saw rotten wooden boards floating on the surface of the water shimmering under the beam of the torch in the distance.

They're tangled with rotting algae, mixed with floating plastic waste and discarded debris, and can't be seen from the platform.

I was the darkest and was slightly taken aback.

board?

There aren't even trees around here, so how could there be planks?

At this moment, the wooden board floating on the sparkling light on the water surface suddenly disappeared, and moved a long distance towards them as if teleporting.

Sensitively capturing this change, my darkest pupils shrank instantly, and I set up my rifle and pointed it in that direction.

Stop! he yelled.

Almost at the same time when everyone stopped, he finally saw clearly how the wooden boards moved——

That's not a plank at all!

It was a water strider the size of a wolf dog!

The three pairs of slender long legs cling to the water so closely that no one noticed it at all.

They lurk in the garbage dumps and aquatic plants and wait patiently until the prey enters their territory before kicking out their powerful hind feet.

Their light bodies make them hardly make any sound, and their tubular mouthparts exude a murderous aura like spears hidden in the reeds.

This time it's not just me being the darkest.

Finally seeing the murderous intent hidden on the water, even the most courageous Ten Fist Man couldn't help but change his face this time.

Fuck! Mutated water strider!?

This guy is not uncommon in Xizhou City, and his number is even second only to warship shrimp and split claw crab.

Most of the mutated water striders live on the shore of the lake. They are usually one meter long, and their thick and powerful limbs can reach up to two meters when they are fully extended.

There is almost no excess fat on their bodies, and the chitin-rich exoskeleton is attached to the outer skin. The main attack method is to kick the prey to pounce on the prey, use the mutated fangs to penetrate the prey, and then use a pair of forelimbs to break it down and eat it. .

The explosive power of a small number of mutated water striders can even overturn an adult monster. Therefore, even though the water resources in the Sixin District are abundant, the alien species in the forest will hardly come to nest in this area.

Most players don't want to tangle with this thing.

On the one hand, it's because the thing is too fast to hit, and on the other hand, it's because it has little meat and cannot be eaten. If it weren't for the tasks related to the prevention and control of alien species, almost no one would want to provoke these difficult guys.

Isn't this thing living in shallow water...how could it wander here?!

Damn it! They've been pumping for a week!

Maybe it's those ghost-faced insects that attracted it... I heard that water striders like to eat small bugs, and mutant water striders should also—

Never mind what this thing eats! You're on its recipe now! Fire up!

Roaring loudly, I, the darkest, took the lead in pulling the trigger, leaning my shoulder against the butt of the gun and shooting towards the water ahead.

Intensive gunshots suddenly exploded in the tunnel, and everyone poured fierce firepower at the aliens rushing forward.

Retreat is impossible.

That guy was as fast as lightning on the water, but their feet seemed to be tied to a piece of ice, and they couldn't run in this damn place.

Once they are cowardly and expose their fragile backs to the mouthparts of these alien species, they must only become prey!

Squad A engages the enemy! Squad BC stepped forward to support them!

Hearing the gunshots coming from the front of the tunnel, Commander Springs immediately issued an order, and at the same time deployed the fixing brackets of the Destroyer I exoskeleton to level the 120mm heavy mortar.

Silently calculating the distance, Quanshui continued to shout in the communication channel.

Old Hei! Spread out to both sides!

I, who was desperately pulling on the trigger, gritted my teeth the most, and took the time to gesture to my teammates.

Scatter to both sides!

Just as Team A made way out of the middle of the tunnel, Kakarot had already led Team B to catch up.

Jumping into the knee-deep tunnel with a plop, Kakarot took the lead in setting up the squad machine gun with the drum inserted, and roared loudly while pulling the trigger.

Fire—

Tud-chug--!

The continuous gunfire instantly overshadowed his order.

The instant burst of firepower from the support team formed flashes of light rain between the tunnels, passed through the middle of the tunnel, and splashed a series of half-person-high water splashes on the water in front of Team A.

But the gunfire didn't last long.

Team B had just poured ammunition for a while, and Team A quickly collided with the mutated water strider rushing in front of them, and started a hand-to-hand fight.

Losing the output environment, Kakarot made a decisive decision, hung the machine gun behind his back, and pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist.

Rush up and help!

A group of brothers also picked up the melee guy one after another, and roared imposingly at Team A, which was wrestling with the mutant water strider.

Aww!

Meanwhile, Team A is struggling.

Although they detected the hunters lurking in the darkness in advance, the huge number of mutant water striders broke through their firepower net.

The darkest thing I felt was that my chest was hit by a bull, and I fell backwards and fell into the water, almost filled with sewage.

Seeing the prey fell down, the mutated water strider excitedly waved its two forefeet, raised its mouthparts and stabbed it up.

Almost dodging the sharp tube piercing the throat by instinct, I pulled out the dagger and stabbed it at the mutant water strider's head.

There was a blunt stabbing sound, and the light yellow slurry splashed.

Enduring the nausea, I continued to stab twice until the twitching forelimb lost its strength, then I kicked the twitching corpse away and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Almost at the same time, a shell landed in an area 30 meters away in front of him, and the shock wave from the explosion instantly pushed him back into the water when he had just stood up.

It was a petrol bomb.

The flames of the explosion were not submerged by the stagnant water in the tunnel, but quickly spread across the water.

Mutated water striders that had just woken up from hibernation were swept in by the raging fire.

They struggled and shook their limbs in the thick smoke, screaming silently, and then quietly turned into ashes and submerged in the water.

With the arrival of reinforcements from Team B, the players quickly killed the remaining mutant water striders, and the battle in the tunnel ended.

Being fished out of the water by Kakarot, I coughed violently twice, and immediately cursed in the communication channel.

Damn it! Dogecoin spring water, are you crazy?! Using mortars in this damn place?!

Okay, okay, you've worked hard brother, it's over, you played beautifully! Kakarot smiled and patted his back to comfort him, then turned his eyes to the front, Look, shelter 100 Right ahead, here we are.

I subconsciously followed his line of sight and looked forward.

Behind the burning sea of ​​fire, on the side of the tunnel covered with algae and stains, stood a huge metal gear.

Even after being submerged for more than a century, its surface is still as clean as ever, with no trace of time left.

The raging flames polished its surface, and the eye-catching serial number was printed on the center of the gear.

Staring at the huge gear-shaped gate, my darkest expression couldn't help but move slightly.

Vault 100!

Here they are!