This Game Is Too Realistic

In the southern sea area, North Island, in a small but luxuriously decorated room, Chalas, who was dressed up, was pacing back and forth.

He looked frequently at the digital clock on the wall, and then glanced casually at the door, his fidgeting expression was almost written on his face.

At this moment, there were three light knocks on the door.

As if he had received a certain signal, he immediately went up and opened the door, only to see a young officer in uniform standing at the door.

Come in and talk.

Without waiting for the man to speak, he pulled the officer in, carefully checked to see if anyone was following outside the door, and then slowly closed the door.

How is it going?

Looking at the expectant Mr. Chalas, the officer said nervously.

problem occurs.

Hearing this sentence, Charas' mood sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and his brows were tightly knit together.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, the officer spoke rapidly without stopping.

...The gunshots rang out for more than an hour. From the sea to the beach, there were blood and corpses everywhere. There were people and mutants.

Hearing that there were mutants in the dead bodies, Charas hurriedly asked with his last hope.

Are there more people or more mutants?

The officer said with an ugly face.

People...but those guys don't seem to be from the alliance.

Charas froze, and blurted out.

Not from the Alliance?! Whose could it be?

The officer shook his head.

I don't know. They don't have obvious marks on their bodies, and their identities cannot be confirmed for the time being. According to the video captured by our drone, they entered the Baiyue Strait on two cargo ships, which happened to coincide with the mutant troops sent by the torch to Potato Fries Harbor. Hit. Those beasts with fish scales didn't have eyes, and they couldn't walk when they saw people. It's five or six kilometers away from Chip Port!

Charas' eyes widened.

Then what?

The officer said with a difficult expression.

Then...they were all taken over by the Alliance.

Charas: ...

The room fell silent.

Because of the absence of the maritime patrol team, the destroyers of the Federation stayed in the nearby waters for a long time, and the drones released almost exhausted the battery during the entire battle.

Looking at Chalas with a dignified expression, the officer's Adam's apple moved and said in a low voice.

...The bad thing about this is that those guys were beaten up and wiped out. There are too many corpses, and there is no time to deal with them. There is no way to deal with them. As soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning, the people from the maritime patrol team will return to the patrol area , They will definitely find the abnormality on the beach. My only worry now is that there will be people with ulterior motives who will link those corpses with today's exercise.

Unlike the navy that is completely loyal to the Federation of the Southern Islands, he is well aware that there are two forces in the presidential palace. There are good guys like Mr. Charas who stand for the Federation, and there are cowards who balk at Vault 70.

If those weak guys realize that the fuse of the war is hidden, their weakness will bring the Federation, which has the upper hand in this war, into the abyss.

Chalas pondered for a long time calmly, and spoke slowly.

It's okay even if it's connected, it's not our territory.

Seeing that Mr. Chalas was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, the young officer couldn't help looking anxious, and said hastily.

It's exactly what you said...but what if someone connects those mutants with the wrecked cargo ship in the southern seas? Everyone thought that those fish-scaled guys wouldn't leave the Dead Coast, but now they swim More than a thousand kilometers, coming directly from our west, and will launch torpedoes! Using distance as an excuse to say that they cannot attack our cargo ships is not tenable.

After a pause, he lowered his voice and continued, I heard that recently someone is investigating those wrecked ships, including the Golden Coast sent by Mr. It will be troublesome for the guy who probes the brain to find something.

A sharp light flashed in Charas' eyes, and his clenched fist kept rubbing his index finger and thumb.

Observing the expression on the face of the chief of staff, the officer continued in a deep voice.

What I'm most worried about now is what the President knows. In any case, we have to prepare for the worst. If it doesn't work, let's have a showdown with the President—

Regarding the current federal system, the commander-in-chief of the federal navy is concurrently held by the president, and any military action must be personally authorized by the president.

Although everything they did was for the Federation, it was an unauthorized action after all, and it was untenable in terms of both legal and rational terms.

Things will go wrong sooner or later.

Especially if this trend continues, the risk of wearing out is getting bigger and bigger.

Instead of laying the groundwork for greater hidden dangers in the future because of today's concealment, it is better to directly confess and pull the president into their chariot, and continue this war in a more thorough form.

However, before his words fell, he was interrupted by Charas without hesitation.

Now is not the time. Mr. President and his supporters are still fantasizing about Vault 70. We have to give time to our fellow countrymen who haven't come out of the past. Don't worry, I will watch over him, You can help me keep an eye on the maritime patrol team, I am worried that the news has leaked there, so that the alliance can prepare in advance.

But……

The officer looked hesitant, obviously wanting to say something, but was blocked back by Charas unceremoniously.

You go down first, we have met for too long, I will find you again if I have something to do.

yes……

Meeting the unquestionable gaze, the officer finally gave up and nodded, turned and left the room.

Looking at the closed door, Charas sat down on the sofa, stretched out his index finger and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

Showdown to the President?

A bunch of naive guys.

Mr. Mongo will never stand with them. The Federation of the Southern Islands was founded by that guy.

If he knew that the ocean current power station was actually sunk by his own people, and the purpose was only to provide an excuse for the federation to liquidate shelter 70, even if he didn't kill himself, he would definitely kick himself out of the presidential palace.

What's more, even if he retreated 10,000 steps, that guy agreed to hide the truth of the war with them, how could he turn the Federation into his own?

Of course he will have a showdown with Mr. President.

But it is definitely not the moment when the presidential palace and the navy are in close contact...

Sinking his consciousness into a shimmering sanctuary, Charas lowered his eyebrows slightly, and whispered silently.

The group of gill monsters you keep are in trouble, you'd better let them keep a low profile for a while.

It's not that I'm complaining... you guys really should find some decent allies.

...

next morning.

The light of the morning sun shone on the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, adding a golden layer to the quiet beach.

Standing on the bow of the patrol boat, Mu Da stared intently at the direction of Chips Harbor, frowning slightly.

Like his reaction, the sailor standing beside said something in a low voice.

It smells so strong...

After a pause, he added another sentence.

It doesn't look like it was left by a wild beast.

Mu Da nodded, looked towards the cabin behind him and shouted.

Turn on active sonar.

yes!

The sailor who drove the boat nodded in response, reached out and pressed on the dashboard of the console, and pushed a certain red button.

After a while. he exclaimed with surprise on his face.

Six to seven kilometers to the west, there are two sunken ships... Judging from the echo pattern, it seems to be a civilian cargo ship.

Shipwreck? !

There was a bad premonition in Mu Da's heart.

The sailor standing beside him looked at him nervously.

Sir, do you want to go and have a look?

Mu Da pondered for a moment and said.

Go and see our neighbors first!

Anyway, there are more than 500 Coral City residents living in Chip Harbor.

Although those guys claimed to have joined the alliance, the camaraderie of their fellow countrymen still made him unable to let them go.

And, of course, the other survivors of Chip Harbor.

Because he occasionally goes to the island to drink, he is still familiar with the people there. Although there were a lot of misunderstandings between them at the beginning, after getting along for a while, he found that those guys are actually pretty good people,

It is completely different from those selfish and cunning wastelanders on land. When they think about problems, they rarely only think about themselves, and often consider other people's difficulties.

Including the water pipe being built, the survivors of the circular island have a good evaluation of those guys, at least not annoying.

Hope they are all ok...

The speedboat quickly approached the pier.

Seeing the unexpected desertion of the camp, Mu Da's heart sank slightly, and when the speedboat stopped, he quickly jumped onto the pier and walked towards the camp with two subordinates.

It was also at this moment that a shelter resident came out with a plastic bucket and a fishing rod, and happened to meet him face to face.

The two were taken aback when they saw each other.

On the contrary, the refuge resident reacted a little faster, came back to his senses, patted his head, and said with a smile in the language of stumbling people.

Oh, you are the captain of the Southern Islands Federation Marine Patrol, right? Muda?

Looking at this strange guy, Mu Da asked in a daze.

you know me?

The fishing guy with the fishing rod said with a smile.

I know you. Although it's my first time here, I've heard of it on the forum before.

Mu Da: ...?

Seeing the NPC's not-so-smart look, the player scratched his head and said.

What's the matter with you? Looking for someone?

It's nothing... just want to ask the people here? While speaking, Mu Da glanced around, and then looked at the person holding the fishing rod in puzzlement. Why is it so deserted today?

The player said with a smile.

Oh, it's normal for this matter to be deserted. There were not many people in this settlement, and more than 500 people left early this morning. Many people followed our elder brother Fang to do things.

Do something? Mu Da was stunned again, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Seeing that he didn't understand, the player patiently explained the ins and outs of the matter in unskilled human language.

Just last night, a group of idiots from Borneo Province came here. I don't know what was going on in their minds. They dared to open fire on us, and then we even cleaned up the fish raised by the Torch Church with them. As a result, after they were cleaned up, they were arrested and questioned, and they turned out to be from the Xilan Empire.

It was the Xilan Empire, the fish raised by the Torch Church, and some words that he had never heard before. Mu Da was dumbfounded when he heard it, and took advantage of the man's pause to quickly grab the topic.

Anyway, it's good that you're fine... By the way, how long will it take for your Fang Chang to come back?

The player said with a smile.

It will take about a week. What's the matter? I can tell him for you.

Mu Da coughed and said.

No need, I'm just curious... By the way, you just said the fish raised by the torch? What does that mean?

The player continued with a smile.

It's those mutants! The blue-skinned ones have fish scales on their bodies and gills on their chins. They also use a variety of weapons, including long guns, short cannons and even torpedoes. I heard that they are from the coast of death in Haiya Province. Float over.

Dead Coast? !

Mu Da stared at him blankly, his face full of surprise.

Of course he had heard of a group of blue-skinned mutants living near the coast of death who made a living by fishing. What surprised him was that mutants would appear here? !

From here to the coast of death, even the straight-line distance is less than a thousand kilometers.

Could those mutants swim that far? !

Especially when he heard that the group of mutants would launch torpedoes, his expression suddenly changed.

Can you take me to the scene to see?

The player scratched the back of his head with a reluctant expression.

That place is not far away. You can see it by driving five or six kilometers west along the coastline. Our people should still be cleaning the battlefield there... I still have to go fishing. Wait a while and those gangsters will come up to me. After feeding the fish, how about I find someone to take you there?

Hearing that the battlefield was five or six kilometers to the west, Mu Da immediately thought of the two sunken ships he had just discovered with sonar, and couldn't help feeling a little excited.

If those two ships were sunk by mutants, maybe the above could find some clues!

Looking at the shelter resident who was eager to end the conversation, he didn't delay this person's time any longer, and thanked him sincerely.

Thanks! I'll just go there myself!

After speaking, he returned to the speedboat with his men and restarted the engine.

Driving westward for five kilometers, he saw a group of people wearing exoskeletons on the beach not far away, dragging the bodies washed ashore by the waves to the dug pits for burial.

He also saw Mu Da standing on the speedboat, and Voldemort standing on the shore immediately recognized the man who had drank with him before, and greeted him with a smile.

Yo, are you back?

Mu Da yelled back: Just came back, I heard that two ships sank here last night? If it's convenient, I want to go down and have a look.

Voldemort waved his hand cheerfully. .

No problem, Brother Fang told us before leaving that if you are interested in those two sunken ships, he will take you to have a look. By the way, do you need me to send someone to help you find the location of those two ships?

Mu Da: No, we have located its coordinates, thank you!

Voldemort smiled and said, You're welcome! By the way, just in case, I'll arrange two 'Electric Rays' to follow you.

After speaking, he contacted the engineering team through VM, and transferred two electric rays that had just been charged from the French Fries Harbor to help.

The ability of that thing is not just underwater welding, it can also drive away alien species through active discharge, which is a new usage they have developed in practice.

Considering the limited power of the psychic interference device on the speedboat, Mu Da did not refuse.

After the two electric rays arrived, he ordered to start the engine, and followed them to the sea area where the shipwrecked.

Both cargo ships are in dire condition.

A big hole was opened in the hull, and after the seawater was poured in, it sank to the bottom of the sea, embedded one after the other on the rocky seabed.

Incomplete and swollen corpses floated around, some were hung by the hull, and some were entangled in seaweed, allowing the fish to bite, like hell.

Mu Da, who jumped into the water wearing a diving suit, saw the scene in front of him and felt his scalp go numb and his stomach churn.

Two unmanned electric boats with electric arcs on their heads slowly swam to the front of one of the cargo ships, and a crackling current drove away the scavengers around them, opening a path for him to move forward.

Follow one of the rays forward.

Searching around the bow with a flashlight, Mu Da quickly found the inwardly sunken breach on the side of the bow.

At this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were involuntarily imprinted with disbelief and astonishment.

The scars formed by the explosion are exactly the same as the scars on the hull of the Golden Coast survey ship that was published in the newspaper!

Although it needs professional identification to determine whether the damage was caused by the same type of weapon, he was still shocked by the discovery in front of him and couldn't help opening his mouth.

Taking a photo of the wound left by the explosion, he searched around with a flashlight, and sure enough, he found the wreckage left by the torpedo near a reef.

It was a piece of nothing but a slap.

The shoddy stainless steel shell was exactly the same as the one they found near the Gold Coast research ship.

First, the signal of the psychic interference device was detected near the ocean current power station, and then there was no weapon found on the Dolphin, which was carrying the blood debt of twelve cargo ships.

But now, those aquatic mutants who will never leave the coast of death in the mouth of experts with the title of consultant, not only appeared in the sea area 1,000 kilometers away, but even brought along with them the weapons that sank the Gold Coast research ship. ...

Is there a truth in these guys' mouths?

His pupils were burning with anger, he clenched his fists involuntarily, and couldn't help but squeeze out a curse from between his teeth.

Oh shit……

...

While the Southern Islands Federation Maritime Patrol was busy collecting evidence on the two sunken ships, a nuclear fusion powered submarine was heading towards the King Galleon Port at a speed of nearly 50 knots in the Borneo Sea hundreds of kilometers away. The direction is advancing rapidly.

The distance of 2,000 kilometers required a week at sea on a diesel-powered cargo ship and a crew of unskilled sailors.

But for the Dolphin, even less than a day, twenty-two hours is enough if the sea conditions are good.

In addition to the commander named Dirang and more than a hundred soldiers of the Xilan Empire who were beaten black and swollen, there were more than five hundred players belonging to the Burning Corps also following the submarine.

More than half of them arrived at Potato Fries Harbor on the Cowhorse airship this morning, and just got off the airship, and boarded the submarine together with the ammunition transported from Dawn City.

They are all the elite of the alliance, and the lowest sequence level is 25. Not only are they equipped with Type 5 Light Cavalry and Type 6 Heavy Cavalry exoskeletons, but they also have 20 brand new DLZJ-1 Xiaguang!

In addition to basic infantry equipment, support equipment such as 88mm mortars, Y-2 quadrotor attack drones, and pigeon missiles are also readily available.

In order to make room for ammunition and trophies, Captain Fang specially asked Captain Chen Jianhong to empty the cargo hold overnight, and transferred all the containers to the newly built warehouse in Chips Port for those players who are interested in picking up garbage to sort out.

Looking at the exoskeletons and power armor exuding a murderous aura in the submarine cargo hold, Captain Chen Jianhong always felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help but look at Fang Chang and said.

I should have said that the Dolphin is a cargo submarine, we are not a warship, and we will not and should not be involved in any active offensive military missions.

Fang Chang said with a smile.

I know, but any citizen of the alliance has the obligation to uphold the constitution of the alliance, not to mention that this is not an active attack, it is an undeclared war by the other side, and we are forced to fight back.

Rolling his eyes at Hu Lai's statement, Chen Jianhong couldn't help but complain.

I've never heard of any kind of counterattack that can reach a distance of 2,000 kilometers!

Didn't you hear it now? Said in a joking tone, Fang Chang patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him patiently, Don't worry, you will not participate in any battles, just wait for us in a safe place Get things done, and then pick us up and leave.

Looking at Captain Chen who was still worried, Captain Fang continued.

If you really can't accept it, just treat it as humanitarian relief.

Captain Chen was stunned.

...Humanitarian relief?

That's right, Fang Chang said with a serious face, According to the clues provided by other shelter residents, we suspect that there is human trade and organ trafficking in Jin Gallon Port. Normally, we can't control that far, but since they took the initiative To provoke us, we intend to snatch some people back while abolishing their port.

Captain Chen: ...

Is this guy talking nonsense?

The last sentence said that humanitarian assistance is coming, but the next sentence exposed the true inner thoughts.

But he didn't object.

He has also heard about what happened in Borneo Province. After all, there are many survivors who escaped from Chip Harbor.

It would be a good deed if more people could be brought out of that hell.

The catastrophe two centuries ago turned the entire planet into wasteland, and civilization not only declined systematically, but also became distorted during the decline.

In his opinion, the only normal place on this planet is their survivor forces led by the residents of the shelter.

Almost all the residents of the shelter have more or less feelings of salvation in their hearts, and Chen Jianhong, who is a resident of the shelter, is naturally no exception.

In fact, there is no need for rhetoric such as passive counterattack at all.

Save the suffering survivors.

For him, this alone is enough!

On the other side, the commander Di Rang, who was blindfolded and thrown into the cabin with his hands tied behind his back, finally gave up his futile struggle after several attempts to break free.

It was a cord made of devil's silk, and unless his arm could become the mouth of a devil moth, he couldn't even cut a hole in it.

Listening to the sound of the tide coming from below the deck, even if he was stupid, he knew what the blue gophers wanted to do. He probably planned to do what they had done to them—landing in King Gallon Port on a civilian cargo ship.

These shameless fellows!

Insidious villain!

If you have the ability, it will be an upright contest!

Di Rang cursed in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to scolding himself. He didn't stop the roar that resounded in his heart until he was tired. He put his face on the cold deck and gasped, his tired eyelids began to fight.

I don't know how much time has passed.

He seemed to have slept for a while during the period, and he didn't wake up from the trance until he was hungry.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the sound of the tide echoing in his ears seemed to be different from when he came by boat, it sounded more dull, like the whispers of ghosts.

A faint unease suddenly appeared in his heart.

Especially when he thought of being blindfolded and staying in this claustrophobic cabin for a whole week, the slight uneasiness gradually turned into fear.

Hey!

He couldn't help shouting, trying to stretch his chin on the deck forward, trying to attract the attention of the guards here.

At least take off my blindfold!

No one responded.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, there were suddenly footsteps and a slight click of the keyhole in front of him.

Because his eyes were blindfolded for too long, his hearing was extremely sensitive, and he quickly caught the imperceptible movement.

Guessing that it was someone who came to deliver food to him, he seized the opportunity and immediately yelled loudly.

Can you take off my blindfold? Are you still afraid of a prisoner whose hands and feet are bound?!

However, to his surprise, that person didn't seem to come to deliver food to him, at least he didn't smell the aroma of food in the wind blowing from the door.

Stop arguing, when you get home, get up and get out.

Got home?

Di Rang was taken aback for a moment, and then an expression of fear suddenly appeared on that distorted face.

He did seem to have fallen asleep in a daze just now, but he couldn't have slept for a week, and now he might not even come out of the Baltic Sea, how could it be here? !

A terrible thought came to his mind.

Could it be...

These guys are going to throw themselves into the sea to feed the fish? !

No! I won't go down!

Looking at the guy who was yelling like crazy, the player who came down to lead the person also had a look of helplessness, why did he end up doing this most boring job by himself.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with the prisoner, he went up and lifted the guy by his collar, picked him up like a chicken, pushed and threw him out of the cell.

Be honest!