This Game Is Too Realistic

Rush up! Put the barrels up their nostrils! Their numbers can't even make up a centurion, crush them with your titanium-steel will!

At the same time that Killing Dagger gave the order to fire, Commander Di Rang shouted and gave the order to attack. In an instant, gunshots erupted on the beach, and boiling bullets rained into the woods.

He could feel that there should not be many blue gophers hiding in the woods, only a dozen or twenty.

Otherwise, they wouldn't pretend to distance themselves from the group of blue-skinned guys in the sea, and pretend they were here to save themselves, and just fire up their weapons and finish the job.

In other words, he will definitely do it!

Although most of his subordinates are exhausted and their morale is low, now is the best time to crush the alliance in one fell swoop!

Once the monsters in the sea catch up and form a front and back attack with the group of blue gophers on the shore, they will have no chance of winning!

It was precisely because of this that Di Rang roared desperately, urging the soldiers to charge forward.

However, to his surprise, the firepower erupting from the forest far exceeded his expectations.

One after another tracers blew towards the beach like raindrops, and the splashed dust and gravel formed an impenetrable wall, holding all the soldiers who tried to rush into the rainforest firmly on the beach, unable to move, no matter what they did. No matter how loud the urging, the soldiers could not move forward.

The swishing bullets seemed to be free of money, and the imperial soldiers lying on the beach were completely stunned.

What's more terrible is not the whizzing bullets. They feel that the rifles in their hands are like burning fire sticks, which are useless to those guys who are armed to the teeth with exoskeletons.

Are these guys really the alliance that was established less than three years ago? !

Why is it completely different from the picture on the poster...

...

The beach is about six or seven hundred meters away from the battlefield.

Standing on a reef, Flesh, holding up the binoculars, looked dumbfounded at the beach where gunshots were ringing in the distance, and it took him a long time to say something in a daze.

Are they crazy?

She clearly saw that a group of blue-skinned mutants with fish scales smashed the boat of those guys. What are they doing to those people on the shore who are trying to get them a hand?

That's not necessarily the case, maybe they came after us, it's just that some accident happened by accident...

Comparing the outline of the coastline, Sisi said casually while setting the coordinates on the VM.

Taking his eyes away from the binoculars, Rourou looked at her suspiciously, with an incomprehensible expression written on his furry face.

...Aiming at us?

Sisi nodded and said concisely.

How could it be possible for a normal cargo ship to carry so many soldiers? Don't they pull cargo? I can only think that they don't have a pure purpose at all.

I have to say that this group of guys really picked a good time. They collided with the mutant troops sent by the Church of the Torch to find fault in the sea, but they were fed in advance.

The tail holding the telescope suddenly let out a cry of excitement.

Oh! The sound of the Ripper's rifle! Could it be a friend of the Legion?!

Sisi said with a delicate expression.

...I don't know, but it shouldn't be. I feel that the Weilante people should not be so good, and they should have no reason to come to trouble us, but the Xilan Empire has this possibility.

Sesame paste standing next to her glanced curiously at the VM on her arm.

By the way, what did you write on the VM just now?

Sisi: That's the bombardment coordinates...

Rourou looked at her curiously and asked.

Is this still necessary?

While they were talking, the fighting on the shore was over.

Faced with machine gun fire and grenade greetings from the jungle, the one or two hundred stragglers lying on the beach were no match at all, and they couldn't hold their heads up after being beaten.

After all, they are not amphibious troops themselves, and many of them can't even swim, so they managed to swim to the shore by relying on small boats and bathtubs.

In addition, the Ripper rifle is not a weapon designed for amphibious warfare. After being soaked in the water for a while, and then thrown on the wet beach for a while, the failure rate is almost full.

The soldiers had to shoot while cleaning the receivers. Facing the automatic firepower of the Alliance, they had no chance to fight back.

At first they had a little courage to fight with the self-confidence that they didn't know where they came from, but within five minutes, the courage to slap their swollen faces and make them fat disappeared completely.

Many people even took off their trousers soaked in sea water on the spot, raised them with gun barrels and bayonets and waved them above their heads, begging for a cease-fire, completely losing their vicious posture just now.

To be honest, it didn't look like they were here to find fault, but rather to be funny.

Sisi raised his binoculars and glanced into the distance.

...It's delayed fire, not to deal with them. The people in the sea are almost dead, and those with scales should go ashore.

...

On the other side, the front line of the exchange of fire.

Looking at the underpants rising from the beach in the distance, Han Bagui, who was leaning on the machine gun to shoot, let go of the finger holding the trigger, and shouted to the captain not far away.

Boss, they surrendered!

Glancing towards the beach in the distance, the murderous dagger also lowered the rifle in his hand, and gave the strength animal next to him a look.

Go and yell and tell them that our artillery has aimed at their position. If you don't want to be raised by the 155mm, throw your equipment on the beach and consciously roll over and surrender!

The strength animal nodded and said yes, then excitedly ran to the front, followed the sentence translated by vm, and yelled towards the beach a hundred meters away.

Listen to the people in front! You are already surrounded by us!

Those who don't want to be bombed immediately drop their weapons and ammunition, raise their hands above their heads and surrender!

Otherwise, we will regard you as accomplices of mutants!

Hearing these words, the soldiers on the beach suddenly panicked, but even so, no one dared to climb out of the bunker.

On the one hand, they are worried that the alliance is cheating, and on the other hand, they are worried that they will be given points by their own people.

At this moment, a cannonball landed on the beach with a swoosh, and the explosion blasted the dust more than ten meters away, leaving a shocking deep pit on the ground.

That was corrected fire from Union artillery positions, not actual shelling.

But even so, the thunder-like loud noise still frightened the group of water dogs lying on the beach. They couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts anymore, and dropped the things in their hands and the bags on their backs, holding their hands high. , ran desperately towards the rainforest ahead.

Come back! Damn it! You cowards are as cowardly as a mouse! It's a disgrace to the wolf clan!

Di Rang stared at the soldiers who threw away their helmets and armor and ran towards the enemy's position, his eyes were bloodshot with tearing eyes.

Useless beasts!

There are only twenty or thirty people on the opposite side, so what if there are exoskeletons? Even if it's a power armor, if the gun is hit too much, it will break down!

As long as they were a little bit braver and rushed over with the guys instead of running away like they are now, they would have knocked down the opposite position long ago!

The guard lying on the side looked at the officer tremblingly.

My lord... those cowards have betrayed us.

We have no one available, should we continue to fight those guys?

They are not afraid of death.

But this cannot be called war at all.

Everyone they met along the way was telling them that the blue gophers were nothing more than strong-armed, out-of-the-box guys who were driven all the way to the River Valley Province by a branch of the legion, relying on the protection of the company and the academy to pull them apart. Only barely survived.

However, what was standing in front of them at the moment was obviously not that kind of thing. They were simply more terrifying than those Willanters with gunpowder flowing in their veins.

Looking at the group of guards who were frightened, Di Rang knew that these cowards had retreated. His muddy face was full of anger, and his teeth were chattering.

He is an officer personally awarded by His Majesty the Emperor, and his bravery is the pride of the Gray Wolf Army!

surrender?

He would rather die here!

However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the blue ghost figures rushing towards the coastline, and a bone-deep coldness instantly climbed up his back.

I saw with my own eyes that my soldiers were held open in the water by those guys, and their hearts and livers were taken out and eaten alive.

If he could choose, he would rather be shot by the alliance than be caught by this group of bastards.

...meaningless sacrifices are not loyalty, and the wolf god will forgive us for our temporary humiliation. He said these words through gritted teeth.

Hearing these words, the guards finally breathed a sigh of relief, dropped their weapons one after another, helped the officer climb out of the bunker, and limped towards the woods ahead.

Everyone was rejoicing in their hearts, fortunately the chief officer agreed...

Otherwise they would have to tie him up.

Seeing that their chiefs had surrendered, the few remaining imperial soldiers who were still resisting also gave up their resistance one after another, dropped their weapons and walked out of the bunker.

A group of captives were quickly collected, pointed at by three players with guns, and escorted to the edge of the battlefield.

More than a hundred people squatted in a row in the woods with their heads in their hands, no matter whether they were officers or soldiers, they all looked ashamed.

Originally full of thousands of people, now the remaining few people can't make up a company, that's not a bad situation.

Looking at this group of bear-like guys, the naive Bagui with the haystack on his head couldn't help cursing.

Damn, these guys don't have any sense of accomplishment after winning.

The player named Water Arrow Turtle shook his head.

too weak.

Feeling bored anyway, the Squirrel slung the LD-47 rifle over his chest, walked up to the group of captives, and posed as a guard.

Glancing at the flamboyant guy, Han Bagui asked a question.

What are you doing?

Squirrel said urgently.

Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get a picture for your father, and make me look handsome.

Fuck, are you interested?

Although he was complaining, Han Bagui still clicked on the screenshot function of the tactical helmet action recorder, and gave this guy a close-up.

Looking at the photos uploaded to his vm, Squirrel liked it more and more, he said with a smile.

You don't care if I'm interested, as long as I think it's interesting!

Three men captured a centurion.

When he turns back, he will post it on the forum to pretend to be aggressive!

The water arrow turtle on the side looked greedy, and couldn't help but walked over and made a pose.

Damn it, give me one too!

After probably understanding what these guys were doing, Commander Di Rang only felt that the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he had no choice but to look aside in humiliation and endured his sulking.

At this moment, he didn't know that because his expression was too light, the guy who took the photo also took a close-up of his face.

Even if it doesn't make the headlines of the Daily Survivor, it is still not a problem to be the headlines of the Goblin Observer.

On the other side, the blue-skinned mutant, who had eaten his fill, finally finished off the prey in the sea, killed him on the shore with blood-fueled ferocity, and chased after him in the direction of the rainforest.

They saw the prey fleeing into the forest with their own eyes, and they would not allow the prey to slip away before they had finished killing them.

At this moment, Killing Dagger and the teammates around him finally showed some serious expressions on their faces.

They will not take it lightly just because these guys are poorly equipped.

The mutant technology itself is a half-singularity level existence, and its lower limit has already broken through the limit of ordinary humans.

As biochemical soldiers, they have extremely strong vitality and resilience. In other words, they are weapons themselves, so it doesn't matter whether the weapons they use are simple or not.

Even if they hold a branch in their hands, no one dares to be careless.

Fire!

With the order of the murderous dagger, more than thirty gun barrels sprayed out tongues of fire.

Hit by the accumulated bullets, a stream of blood mist exploded in the chest of the mutant who rushed to the front, but he didn't stop running wildly.

Several mutants who had been shot through the head fell to the beach, but were soon overwhelmed by the tide of mutants coming ashore.

Looking at the mutants gathering more and more, Murder Dagger felt his scalp go numb.

At this moment, a deafening cannon blast suddenly passed through the jungle with rustling leaves, and the flying shells fell on the beach in front of him like raindrops.

boom--!

The dust from the explosion soared into the sky, and the blue-skinned mutant who was running at the front fell instantly, and the broken limbs and arms flew into the sky together with the cracked rocks.

pretty!

Watching the murderous scene, the players cheered excitedly and blew their whistles for the group of gunners who hit the bull's-eye.

Also witnessing the scene covered by artillery fire, the faces of the soldiers of the Xilan Empire who crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands lost all color, and they were completely silent.

At this moment, they are only rejoicing that they didn't stay on that beach to wait to die just now.

Looking at the officer who urged them to die at this moment, they only had hatred in their hearts, and they no longer had the slightest desire for the spoils and honor that did not exist at all...

The blue-skinned mutant, who had suffered a round of shelling, obviously stagnated in his offensive momentum.

Many guys who were not directly involved by the artillery fire were also stunned by the deafening roar.

At this moment, the second round of shelling soon followed.

However, this round of shelling did not cause many direct casualties, nor did it set off the devastating flames. Instead, palm-sized discs fell like raindrops on the beach washed by sea water.

This is the latest artillery-launched mine developed by Goblin Technology, which is fired by a 155mm cannon.

Facts have proved that, in addition to those unreliable brain holes, mosquitoes can occasionally come up with some useful things when there are real examples to refer to.

At this moment, those mutants who were still rushing towards the shore didn't know that their retreat had been completely blocked by dense minefields.

And just after the two rounds of shelling covered it, the 30-man squad led by Killer Dagger also received an order to retreat, took more than a hundred captives and evacuated towards the north, releasing the group of mutants into the rainforest.

Before the mutants could cheer for breaking through the prey's defenses, the gunshots from all directions soon froze their ugly smiles on their faces.

At some point, the two centurions had already circled around them, one left and one right, like a pair of red-hot iron pincers, ruthlessly pinching their vital points.

At this moment, it is the elite of the alliance-the Jungle Corps who is acting as the offensive striker!

The mutants who encountered the concentrated fire obviously felt that the pressure exerted on them was more than doubled than before. These human soldiers who came to reinforce them were better than the thirty or so people who tickled them just now, both in terms of firepower and accuracy. Much stronger.

And it's not just the small 7mm water pipe that shoots at them, but also the 19mm armor-piercing bullets for bolters!

It's not just a matter of a hole being hit by that thing, but a matter of how much is left.

Their bodies were far less sturdy than those green-skinned bastards in Jinchuan Province, and they didn't wear very thick armor to maintain mobility. They dropped hundreds of corpses almost as soon as they made contact.

Suffering more and more casualties, expressions of fear finally appeared on those fish-scaled faces.

Facing this group of guys who were more cruel than them, they were finally afraid.

retreat!!

Someone yelled, and the blue-skinned monsters that swarmed to the shore fled towards the coastline.

The sea is their home field!

As long as they fled to the sea, no matter how hard the gang of iron lumps holding chainsaws and gun barrels could fight, they would never be their opponents who were protected by their ancestors!

At this moment, they didn't realize that their retreat route had already been blocked by landmines.

The mutant who fled to the beach first didn't even smell the fishy smell of sea water, but was blown off by the sudden burst of flames, and fell to the ground in pain, hugging half of his knee, rolling and crying.

Seeing the tragic situation of the dead, a group of blue-skinned mutants hurriedly stopped, looking at the beach painted red with blood in horror, not daring to take a step forward.

More than five hundred monsters with fish scales huddled together on the beach.

At the same time, the jungle corps, which was divided into two teams, stepped out from the edge of the rainforest calmly.

The K-10 exoskeletons painted in green are like iron towers, and the bolt guns on the waist together form the steel city wall that condenses the spirit of death.

The Brothers of the Burning Legion hadn't even made a move.

They alone are enough to crush these miscellaneous fish.

Looking at the group of desperate beasts, Midnight Slaying the Chicken showed a sinister grin, ejected the bolter from the 19mm gun barrel, and turned the saw blade of the chain saw welded to his arm.

The remaining miscellaneous fish are already a turtle in the urn, and there is no need to waste precious ammunition.

Only the cruelest death is worthy of this group of beasts who have given up on being human.

It's time to kill!

The two steel walls moved forward together, and with that suffocating death, they gave the last blow to the group of poor people who were blocked on the beach.

Those blue-skinned mutants were either split in two by a chainsaw like a big sword, or their legs were blown off by landmines when they ran away in a panic.

Looking at the pieces of meat and blood splattered by the chain saw and thrown into the sky, Commander Di Rang, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, turned pale and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He feels like a child.

Not only weak, but also ignorant, he even tried to trip the giant's leg with a branch.

And the final result is also obvious, before they even touched the giant's leg, they were half-dead by an unintentionally protruding toe...

He was already starting to regret taking this assignment from the Chief.

But it's too late to say anything now...

...

An hour passed from the first shot to the last stop.

Mojave also kept his face down, laying on the beach and pretending to be dead for a full hour.

Fortunately, the beach where he is located is not the center of the battlefield.

Neither the 1,000th team of the Gray Wolf Army who rushed to reincarnate first, nor the mutants who chased after the bloody smell into the rainforest screaming, didn't notice him lying on the beach and pretending to be dead. .

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps came from beside him, and one hand grabbed his back collar, picking him up from the beach like a chick.

Don't kill me! Me, I'm not with those guys!

This face always seemed familiar, so Qingdeng Gujiu turned on the flashlight to shine on his muddy face, and was startled when he saw those eyes.

Fuck? Are you that... a profiteer who sells skins?

...

Looking at the person in front of him, Mogave opened his mouth in a daze, and was speechless for a while in surprise.

Unexpectedly, they met an acquaintance by such a coincidence, Qingdeng Gujiu was also surprised, pulled him up from the ground, let go of his hand, and patted the sand on his shoulder.

Hey, remember me?

Mogarvey nodded nervously, then looked at him in a daze and asked.

Wait, I remember you... aren't you a butcher? Why are you here?

Qingdeng Gujiu gave him a strange look.

Isn't it normal to have three occupations at level 20? I'm not just a butcher. Isn't it basic practice to hang a soldier occupation as a main life occupation and take on tasks?

Mogarvey: ...?

Seeing the bewildered expression on the NPC's face, Qingdeng Gujiu quickly remembered that he was not a member of the alliance, so he came back to his senses and patted him on the shoulder.

I almost forgot that you're not from our place, don't worry... By the way, didn't you go to Yinyue Bay to buy goods, why did you get together with that group of idiots?

As soon as he heard this sentence, Mo Jiawei felt a sense of grievance in his heart, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

...Do you think I do? I was kidnapped by them.

Bound?!

Qingdeng Gujiu looked at him in surprise, then looked at the guys who were squatting in the distance at the edge of the forest tied into rice dumplings, and continued to ask with a strange expression.

By those people?

Mogarvey nodded nervously.

yes……

Sensing that there seemed to be something else hidden about what happened tonight, Qingdeng Gujiu immediately became interested.

Can you tell me what happened?

Mogarvey looked at him with a wry smile.

That's a long story.

It's okay, anyway, we're done playing, and there's plenty of time, so you can talk about it.

Qingdeng Gujiu said with a playful smile, and other players cleaning the battlefield saw the situation here, and surrounded them curiously.

Seeing a pair of eyes looking at him, Mo Jiawei suddenly felt that this might be a good opportunity for revenge.

So he swallowed, collected his thoughts for a moment, and spoke slowly in a mournful tone.

It was a sunny morning. I had been drinking all night and was about to get up to pay the bill. I saw a group of imperial guards knock on the door of the tavern and drag me out of the chair...

...

Just when Mogarvey was complaining about Captain Achim's atrocities of arrogance and kidnapping in the street, Commander Dirang, who was escorted to the military base a few kilometers away, and his bruised and swollen guards Still pretending to be calm.

At first, they even refused to admit that they were soldiers of the Xilan Empire, blatantly declaring that they were from Yinyue Bay, and they only appeared here because they were passing by.

It wasn't until the players brought a girl from the Moon Clan that they exposed his poor acting skills.

He is a wolf! He and his subordinates are the running dogs of the Japanese and the cattle!

The girl gritted her teeth and squeezed the words out of her mouth, not paying any attention to the warning in Di Rang's eyes, then looked at Fang Chang who was standing aside and said respectfully, Sir, I'm sure that the empire must have sent them here !

Very well, thank you for your identification, go back and rest, just leave it to us here.

After giving the girl a reassuring look, Fang Chang sent her to the door, then looked at the commander who was still stubborn, and continued.

I advise you to be honest. We are not unreasonable people. Let me ask you again, why did you open fire on us? And who ordered you?

How many times have I said that I thought those mutants were with you! If anyone wants me to encounter them on your territory, I admit that I was at fault, but you are by no means irresponsible! Di Rang Still clinging to that set of rhetoric and not letting go, refusing to explain anything.

Fang Chang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Do you think I'm stupid? There are more than a thousand people, with weapons and ammunition on their bodies, and two weeks of dry food. Are you going to feed the fish in the southern sea?

... Di Rang kept his mouth shut and did not speak, trying to avoid interrogation with silence.

Fang Chang's eyebrows twitched faintly.

Just when he was thinking about whether to do some hard work, there was a knock on the door, and then the murderous dagger pushed open the door and walked in.

We picked up a survivor on the beach. His name is Mogave. According to him, he was tied up here by soldiers from the Xilan Empire. Besides, he also explained a lot of interesting things. , including how he was tied to the ship by Captain Achim, including how the guys we captured were the 1,000th Squadron of the Gray Wolf Army of the Xilan Empire.

Hearing the name Mogarvey, Dirang's eyes widened.

That guy is still alive?

There was also a hint of surprise on Fang Chang's face, but it was because of other things.

Why does this name sound familiar?

Killer Dagger said with a smile.

That guy came to our place before, and made a fortune from that group of life pros, the one who collected a few large bundles of furs.

Fang Chang showed a dazed expression.

It turned out to be that guy.

The murderous dagger continued.

According to his account, this group of thousands of people is on the ship of Jin Gallon Port in Borneo Province, and meets Achim's warship in the Borneo Sea, and then sails to the Baiyue Strait. Their goal is Chip Port, Like the group of guys with scales, they are all running towards us.

Fang Chang asked with a strange face.

When did we mess with them?

Across the entire Borneo Sea, across 2,000 kilometers just to give away a human head.

How much hatred is this?

The murderous dagger made a helpless expression.

Then I don't know, and that Mogarvey can't tell clearly. He just remembers that Captain Achim mentioned that the empire wants to make the managers of the alliance pay for his arrogance and rudeness. I want to ask for some interest in the settlements, and hold a seven-day and seven-night silver party at the port...

Of course, when they do bad things, they will pick a leaf, cover their eyes, and declare that they are predators, so that no one will know who did the bad things, and even if the alliance wants to lose their temper, they can't find anyone to blame. hair.

At the end, Killing Dagger couldn't hold back his laughter.

Hearing that humorous statement, Fang Chang almost couldn't hold back, and then looked at the only guy in the room who couldn't smile with a half-smile.

Frightened by that look, Di Rang swallowed and subconsciously defended himself.

It's not seven days and seven nights, it's... three days... no, I didn't say that, that guy is completely talking nonsense!

Fang Chang smiled lightly.

Then you mean, 'the empire will make our administrators pay' has been said.

A drop of cold sweat ran across Di Rang's forehead, and he swallowed again, only to feel his scalp go numb.

He always had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't tell what that premonition was.

Walking to the side of the trembling commander, Fang Chang reached out and patted his shoulder, and said in a somewhat comforting tone.

Don't worry, we won't punish someone for saying a few stupid words that are insulting. Be thankful, you are not worthy of us.

Hearing this, Di Rang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could completely relax, the guy who patted his shoulder changed his subject again.

However, you came all the way here and got hammered for no reason. It's really pitiful.

Looking at the commander who was staring blankly at him, Fang Chang had a malicious smile on his face, and continued speaking slowly.

How about it, come and don't be indecent.

Since you are on the ship from Jin Gallon Port, then we will make a trip as hard as we can and take you back there.