This Game Is Too Realistic

The daylight in the afternoon is continuously elongated by the gray-green spore cloud. Although noon is the time when the slime mold fruiting body is the least active, this rule is reversed during the transition between spring and winter.

Even under the constraints of the sun, due to the more suitable temperature, the frozen fruiting bodies glow with the breath of life instead, and a dark gray gas slowly floats out of the mouth and nose.

However, perhaps because the prey has not yet appeared, they have no other redundant actions.

He just stood quietly on the devastated street, with his expressionless eyes facing the most active direction of life.

As if waiting for something.

The Union soldiers were also watching them, and a pair of light and heavy machine guns stood on the edge of the window.

Now is not the best time.

They waited, too, for the slime molds to gather in the streets, to call in artillery fire to tear them apart, and to machine-gun what was left...

The alliance's No. 06 defense zone is located at the waist of the entire defense line cut into 20 sections. The pressure here is not as severe as sections 10 and 11, and it is not as leisurely as sections 1 and 20. It is calm at the moment.

On the frontier No. 1 position, the roof of an abandoned office building has been reinforced.

Quan Shui held the binoculars in his hand and stared at the north direction motionlessly.

In the direction he was looking at, a four-wheel pickup truck with welded steel bars and buckets, under the cover of 4 players, drove out from the open gate and rushed towards the nearby position wandering around. Eaters.

Except for the old player who drove the car at level 20, the other four were all newbies who had just entered the game.

They held bolted rifles in their hands, and crowbars or short knives on their backs. They looked more fashionable than predators, and their faces were more eager to try.

Awesome! Is this the wasteland?

Is that a zombie? It's a little shorter than expected, and why don't they wear clothes?

Stupid! It's been 200 years, why are you still wearing clothes?

What kind of zombie, that thing is called a nibbler! It's made from mushrooms!

Fuck? Mushroom? Isn't this similar to the green skin of Warhammer?

I think the difference is quite big...

Worried that these guys got excited and missed their work, the old player sitting in the pickup truck honked the horn.

Don't go outing, keep an eye on your target, I'm not joking with you, you have reached the front line, this is not a joke.

Their task is simple.

Those are the nibblers who got in the way before clearing the position.

Although these guys are not strong in combat, as cannon fodder, they will consume the machine gun ammunition on the side of the alliance position. Regular cleaning of these guys before the wave comes is also a daily routine for each defense zone before the wave comes.

Boss, boss, if you die in the game...what will happen in reality? A female player wearing a football helmet was both excited and nervous, holding the rifle tightly in her hand.

It was the first time someone called him a boss, the level 20 player smiled embarrassedly and made fun of it.

What happens when you wake up.

The girl froze for a while.

What will happen...

Will wake up.

puff.

Actually, it’s not that simple. He still remembers that when he died for the first time, he couldn’t go online for three days, his whole body crawled like ants, and he lay flat on the bed at night with his eyes open and couldn’t sleep.

But it's good to experience it a few times.

It is inevitable that people will not adapt to one environment and enter another unfamiliar environment, but after a period of time, most people can adapt to this kind of life of switching back and forth between the two worlds.

Just as the two of them were exchanging a few words, the nearby eaters had already gathered towards this side because of the harsh horn earlier.

The old player coughed and ended the chat.

Seeing the nibblers gathered, the four Mengxin tensed their sensitive nerves instantly.

A strength player was the first to raise the Ripper rifle in his hand, aimed at the one closest to him and pulled the trigger.

There was a bang, the bright flames flickered forward, and gravel and dust jumped up on the concrete blocks not far away.

The huge recoil hit his shoulder, pushing his body backwards.

Although the gun was not fired, but seeing the blue smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun, the player suddenly became excited like a child of two hundred catties, his face flushed with excitement.

This feeling!

It's a real guy!

This is much more fun than that water gun!

Seeing the ignorant look, the old player in the pickup truck smiled.

Even the 30-meter slow-moving target could not be hit.

But he didn't laugh at these fledgling rookies, he just pointed out patiently.

Don't panic, you're a strength system, you can definitely hold the barrel of the gun. Remember to separate your legs back and forth, bend your knees, and sink your center of gravity. Don't stand there like a pillar. You won't be able to run away when you encounter a creeper. ——Holy shit, I didn't tell you to run, what are you running for?

I, I, I, kite! An agility player retreated while pulling the bolt to reload.

The old player in the pickup truck couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Just a few eaters, you kite a hammer, stick a side knife and fuck them! Stab their necks, and the butt of the gun hits their heads in turn! It's not much faster than you shooting a gun!

The old player sitting in the car kept yelling and commanding, and amidst the continuous sound of the horn, the nibblers surrounded his car.

It's already level 20, so of course the guy wouldn't be afraid of a few nibblers, so he put down the handbrake and stepped on the switch, and the jagged bucket instantly flipped the few nibblers that were pounced on the hood out.

Seeing this, the four Mengxins were encouraged, and they all mustered up their courage. They pulled out the crowbar and short knife on their backs, and rushed towards the eaters who surrounded the pickup truck with howls.

As the sticks and short knives greeted indiscriminately, black plasma splashed on the battlefield, and in a short while there were more than a dozen nibblers lying on the ground.

The battle lasted for half an hour.

The blood-soaked Mengxins were panting heavily, but their faces were not tired at all, but they became more and more excited.

When they first saw these monsters with teeth and claws, they were shocked by the realistic modeling.

The result felt nothing more than that.

Boss, I feel that the fighting power of this gnawer is not good enough, the strength player who wiped the black blood on his face, carrying a rifle, walked to the pickup truck and said with a smile, Is there a stronger one? Alien species? The slightly more exciting one.

The old player sitting in the car lit a cigarette and was immediately happy when he heard this sentence.

Stronger ones? There must be ones! I'll take you to kill Claws in a while!

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words.

real?!

The old player said happily.

That must be true, but wait until you survive the wave.

Death is a link that all players will eventually face. Anyway, they will die sooner or later, and it is good to die early.

According to the feedback from players on the forum, the opportunity for most people to grow is after the first death.

Whether it is the understanding of the game or the experience of fighting, it will be sublimated after three days of rebirth.

The gnawing task of cleaning up came to an end, and everyone began to clean up the battlefield.

Under the command of the old player, the four newbies carried the corpse of the gnawer, and carried it onto the pickup truck with a grunt.

The fruiting bodies of slime molds can be used to produce nutrient paste and fertilizers, and can also be used to recycle active substances for making clones.

It's no problem to sell this carload of corpses for dozens of silver coins, and it's enough to pay for an automatic rifle after a few more trips.

Commander Quanshui standing on the top of the building saw the end from the beginning.

Kakarot, who was carrying a rifle, walked up to him and said with a grin.

The quality of this new class is not bad.

really.

Putting down the binoculars, Quanshui also smiled and said, There are shadows of us back then.

Kakarot: Hahaha!

Although the girl who asked What will happen in reality if I die in the game looked timid, her actual performance in battle was much calmer than she seemed.

Although the strength player missed the first shot, after getting familiar with the recoil and ballistics of the Ripper rifle, he quickly used the butt to complete the first kill in his game career.

Although the Storm Corps does not accept rookies below LV10, their old players have always done the task of passing the torch from mentor to apprentice, helping those rookies who have just entered the game to adapt to the game rhythm of the current version of Wasteland OL.

Although these fresh and tender leeks may be just a drag bottle now, they will always grow up in the future.

And at that time, these former rookies will take the Stormtroopers as their first choice.

Therefore, he would often give the members of the Corps some opportunities to take the rookies to the front line to experience in less important daily combat missions.

But at this moment, the gray-green thick fog not far in front of the distant position suddenly became abnormal.

Quan Shui frowned slightly, and picked up the binoculars that had just been put down.

The spore cloud activity index is rising... the dense fog is approaching us. Kakarot, who was standing aside, took a look at the air monitoring indicator and said seriously.

Without a trace of hesitation, Quanshui immediately ordered.

Sound the alarm and prepare for battle.

yes!

...

The gray-green fog rolls down the street like a flood pouring from the sky.

The old player sitting in the pickup truck immediately sensed that something was wrong, and at this moment, the voice of his teammates came from the communication channel.

A large number of alien species are approaching your direction, immediately withdraw the defense line!

day!

The old player cursed secretly, stuck his head out of the window, and yelled at the players who were still carrying the corpse.

Don't move, get in the car!

The four of them were taken aback for a moment, but seeing that the boss was not joking, they immediately threw away the corpse of the corpse eater and jumped into the back of the pickup truck.

The old player slammed the steering wheel and turned his head, and took a look at the display screen on the central control.

The air spore concentration index is 477!

Good guy, jumped up to 70 in just a few seconds!

Without hesitation, he slammed on the electric switch and drove along the road to the open gate behind.

However, at this moment, dozens of round chunks of meat suddenly drew a parabola and fell, dragging gray-green smoke columns and hitting him thirty meters in front of him.

There was a squeak, and the round scarlet flesh exploded in an instant, forming a dense fog, like a solid wall.

Having never seen such a strange alien, the old player's eyes stared straight.

The martyr? !

No--

Not like that thing!

Although the martyrdom will also release a large number of spores after the explosion, it mainly relies on kinetic energy and heat energy to kill the prey, and the spores released are far from so many!

Freeing his left hand to grab a gas mask and put it on his face, he shouted loudly towards the communication channel.

Put on a gas mask!

Facts have proved that his judgment is correct.

It's a pity that I still underestimated the power of this thing.

What was released from the fleshy ball was not only spores, but also countless droplets of digestive fluid with a diameter less than 1 μm.

These droplets, rich in organic acids and lytic enzymes, float in the air and together with the spores form a dense aerosol.

Almost as soon as his pickup broke into the thick fog, the exposed skin felt a pinprick-like pain, and then began to fester in large areas.

This kind of itchy pain is just stuck at the critical point of triggering the pain shielding, and the pain and itching are simply unstoppable.

Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The old player stepped on the switch to the bottom, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

However, just as the pickup truck was about to rush out of the thick fog, a piece of meat that fell from the sky suddenly hit the front of the left tire.

The impact of the sudden explosion pushed the pickup truck to the right, and slammed into the concrete block on the side of the road.

The old player sitting in the driver's seat was almost stunned, and the four newcomers in the rear trailer staggered forward, almost rolling from the rear trailer onto the hood.

Although the bumper was replaced with a bucket, people are not made of iron after all.

I'm Zhuo, brother, can you drive?! Shaking his messy head and getting up from the ground, the strength player's expression was still in shock.

Shut up!

The old player looked unhappy, and was about to reverse the car and start on the road again, when a tremor that shook the ground suddenly came from the entrance of an alley not far away.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost instinctively pulled out the assault rifle from the passenger seat and loaded it.

And at the same time, two monsters whose half of their bodies were covered in scarlet flesh rushed out of the alley, screaming at everyone with their bloody mouths open.

Fuck?!

What the hell is this? !

Not only the old players sitting in the pickup truck were dumbfounded, but also the spring water standing on the roof was dumbfounded.

Another alien species that has never been seen before!

The concentration of spores is gradually increasing, and it is no longer possible to clearly see the situation on the ground only by visual inspection.

However, Brother Quanshui's reaction was fairly quick, and he immediately issued an order through the communication channel.

Position No. 2 is ready, lock on the target in the northwest area, and the heavy machine gun squad fires!

Investigation team, unload the corpses in the carriage, and drag that big guy back!

Alien species not shown in the picture appeared outside the defense zone.

They had to figure out what that thing was!

Immediately there were two clean answers from the other end of the communication channel.

receive!

In the building right at the foot of the spring, a dark window on the tenth floor suddenly spewed out thick and long tongues of flame.

A strength player sat behind the flame, holding a 20mm rapid-fire cannon in his hand.

Thick and long tracers rushed towards the corner of the street, and a blood mist burst out of the slime-infested monster's chest, and it staggered backwards.

Seeing the tracer as thick as a python dancing on the concrete floor, listening to the loud sound of breaking through the air above, Mengxin scattered beside the pickup truck only felt a rush of blood.

Before, they had only seen the exciting war scenes in the publicity PV released on the official website.

Standing on the scene in person now is a completely different feeling.

The soaring adrenaline made them tremble unconsciously, and every cell was excited to the extreme.

It's just that there seems to be nothing they can do here.

The support firepower from the rear helped them deal with the alien species rushing to their faces. Just when the strength player was hesitating whether to go up and make up two shots, the old player who crawled out of the driver's seat threw him a bundle of feet. There are ropes thick for the thumb.

Tie the rope to that monster's right leg! Tie it tight!

The power player was taken aback.

But the machine gun was still firing—

Trust your teammate! He has eyes! Hurry up! interrupted his words in a hurry, the old player carried his own bundle and ran towards the left leg with the monster in a short body.

Although he was still a little scared, seeing that the boss had already gone up, the strength player gritted his teeth and rushed up.

Sure enough, just as their leader said, when they rushed up, the bullets fired moved forward with their footsteps.

The thick and long night light is like a barrier guarding them, suppressing the alien species in the alley, preventing them from passing through the dense firepower net.

The strength player quickly tied the rope, watched the boss who had already tied the rope rush towards the pick-up truck, and followed suit.

However, at the same time he just returned to the road, a dark figure suddenly came out of the thick fog like a wall.

Its outline is slightly similar to that of a crocodile, with a flat and slender mouth, thick lower limbs like a cow, and a tail that is used to balance the body and stretches straight back.

However, there were no scales on its body, only scarlet flesh membranes and wrinkled scars like burns, and its skin color was even more ugly, like a plucked turkey.

That guy's speed is really too fast.

So much so that he didn't even see what that guy looked like, the old player was knocked out.

It seems that in this game, the life of the awakened is not much harder than that of ordinary people. If something really happens, it should be overturned or overturned.

Perhaps the situation would be much better with the exoskeleton, but unfortunately his boss did not.

Before he could even utter a scream, the old player's neck was bitten off.

Then the crocodile-like alien species pounced on him and feasted on him.

Crack!

Hearing the sound of the bone breaking clearly, the strength player only felt his body creepy, and his hands and feet were unconsciously cold.

In just one breath, the elder brother who led him to practice was killed in seconds.

Is this the wasteland?

But at this juncture, there is no time to be in a daze.

Looking at the two ropes tied to the trunk, he immediately understood his mission, ignored anyone else, and rushed towards the driver's seat recklessly.

A sharp roar came from behind him, followed by a scream of yes.

The female player who was on duty with them seemed to be dragged into the thick fog by something.

The other two saw that they wanted to help, but they were dragged in by the big hand protruding from the thick fog without firing two shots.

The support machine guns at the rear unleashed fierce firepower into the thick fog, but the night lights seemed to be swallowed up, and there was no movement at all.

Watching all this from the top of the building, Commander Quanshui's face was full of solemnity.

These slime molds seem to be smarter.

They did not attack the human defense line on a large scale like before, trying to overwhelm them with their numerical advantages, but instead cooperated with a clear division of labor.

It's like a rookie who could only frame people to A, suddenly learned to micromanage.

...The brain is strengthened this time?

Realizing this, his expression became more serious.

I have to share this news on the official website in a while!

Meanwhile, the fighting on the ground continued.

Seeing that his teammates were already on a dog leash, the strength player was even more afraid to fight, and crawled into the cab of the pickup truck.

Although it was the first time to drive this thing, the vehicles of the Simply Alliance did not require very good driving skills.

He gritted his teeth and kicked the switch, and the pickup truck started quickly, dragging the incomplete corpse of the monster to the deepest part of the No. 06 defense line.

The tail wagging alien chased him two steps, as if trying to prevent him from bringing the monster's body back.

But at this moment, the firepower of the heavy machine gun had already nailed the guy. After wandering around for a few times, it failed to succeed. It resolutely gave up the pursuit, turned its head and got into the gray-green thick fog.

The strength player didn't dare to look back, his right foot was firmly welded to the switch.

Dare to drive the car in before the gate closed, and then slammed on the brakes to stop the pickup truck on the side of the road.

Several soldiers wearing exoskeletons hurried over, cut the ropes of the rear compartment with a dagger, then put a body bag on the incomplete corpse of the monster, and transported it to the rear with a forklift.

The Alliance's Institute of Biology will be responsible for testing the corpse.

Coupled with the tissue fluid pasted on the left tire and bucket, this time they could at least figure out the two hole cards in Brood's hand.

The power player sitting in the driver's seat panted heavily, listening to the continuous gunshots in the distance from the back of his head, his heart was pounding violently.

Ten minutes ago, he felt that the monsters in this game were too good, and there was no pressure to kill them.

As a result, in just three minutes, he was the only one left in the entire team of five...

Nima in this game is too real!

While he was panting for breath, a man wearing a heavy exoskeleton walked over from afar.

Seeing the tortoise shell carrying the gun barrel, he recognized the identity of the man at a glance. It was Commander Spring, the head of the Stormtroopers.

The man got out of the car in a hurry, looked at the bumpy vehicle that had been hit, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and lowered his head ashamedly.

Sorry, I... only come back to me...

You don't have to apologize, you've done a good job in that situation. It's pretty good for most people to figure out what to do when they go to the battlefield for the first time. Instead of blaming him, Quan Shui patted him encouragingly over his shoulder, and said with a smile, What's your name?

Mengxin: The leftover old man!

Spring water froze.

Santa Claus?

Is there such a normal ID these days?

But no matter what, he was quite optimistic about the potential of this man, so he casually threw out an olive branch.

Are you interested in joining our Stormtroopers?

The cute heart was taken aback when she heard the words, thinking that there was still such a good thing, she immediately nodded excitedly.

Yes! Of course!

Quan Shui said with a smile.

That's fine! From now on, you are our reserve team member! I will officially draw you in when you reach LV10.

Mengxin of the power department was delighted, the shock that was hanging on his face a second ago was gone, and only the corners of his mouth were grinning upwards.

First, he got the one-in-a-million beta test qualification, and then he got an invitation from the server's front-line corps!

What kind of protagonist treatment is this!

etc--

According to the general routine of online game novels, wouldn't it be better for me, as the protagonist, to simply refuse at this time?

I don't know what this guy is thinking, the spring water is just a little leek with decent potential.

Brave and resourceful, not panic when things go wrong, he has a bit of the shadow of the Zhandi guy when he was young, so it's not a big problem to make do with it.

Nodding in satisfaction, the spring was ready to return to the battlefield.

Looking at the back of Commander Quanshui who turned around, Brother Leftover, who was flirting, suddenly remembered something, and called out to stop him.

By the way... what will happen to them?

Quan Shui stopped and looked back at him.

them?

The leftover old man swallowed.

It was dragged into the fog...

...It's hard to say. Commander Quanshui was silent for a while, then shook his head.

He had been captured by the slime mold in the wave before, but the mother lost interest in him very quickly, and gave him a second in an instant, and he didn't even see clearly how he was caught by the second.

This time it was a completely different matrix, and he couldn't tell what would happen.

But fortunately in misfortune, three were taken away this time.

When he goes to the forum, he may be able to hear some clues that interest him...