This Game Is Too Realistic

northern line.

In the endless clear sky, a majestic steel airship is breaking through the clouds, revealing the bridge pod suspended below the bow.

Looking down at the sunken wilderness and the overlapping mountains, Lium Wanfu, who was sitting on the bridge, raised the corners of his mouth slightly upwards.

Throwing the ice cream stick to the waiter standing aside, he got up with his hands on the armrests of the chair, walked to the French windows of the bridge, squinted his eyes and looked down at the nearby Shifeng Mountain.

Eighty miles of bone road?

ridiculous.

On their territory, an opponent of this level is nothing more than a round of bombing followed by a charge.

If not, repeat the process again.

It may not be very good against the slime mold that is fighting more and more, but it is more than enough against mutants.

...It's too slow to wait for this group of snails to push forward bit by bit. I'm afraid this battle will have to be fought until next year. I think it's better to just cross Shifeng Mountain and take over the lair of those cultists.

Hearing the chief's speech, the adjutant who was standing behind Lium coughed lightly, and quickly reminded.

Your Excellency, it is better for us not to break away from the main force.

Lium chuckled.

With just this little mutant, can we still take down our airship?

This is not a foolish decision.

No matter what high technology the torch uses, the mutants on this mountain need food and ammunition, and these things have to be sent from Haiya Province.

As long as the logistics supply of these guys can be cut off, most of them can be starved to death just by starvation.

The adjutant understood what he meant, but still reminded him cautiously.

Before the alliance encountered a group of flying mutants in Jinhe City, they called them batwings. Even under the cover of the plane, they were landed on the airship by the batwings, and even fell into a bitter battle because of this .”

Heh, don't these idiots know how to use radar? Lium twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain, with a disdainful look on his face, but he raised a little vigilance in his heart, and stopped mentioning the matter of directly crossing Shifeng Mountain in an airship Son.

He knew that the alliance would definitely open radar, but in this world, as long as there are spears, there are shields.

There are many ways to lock the target, and there are also many ways to counter radar.

The Torch Man came out of Vault 117 after all, and has been in development for a long time. They are good at biotech, but not just biotech.

Going back to the chair and sitting down, Lium looked at the adjutant next to him and ordered.

Notify General Modlin of the 310,000th team, tell him that he has arrived, and let his people go to the pod to gather.

The adjutant looked solemn, stood at attention and gave a military salute.

yes!

...

On the north side of the Weifu military base, the anchor chain thrown from the Loyalty airship hit the ground heavily, splashing billowing dust.

Immediately afterwards, a gondola dropped from the abdomen of the airship, like a swing falling from the sky, slowly lowered and stuck to the ground.

About a hundred tall, high-nosed Weilant soldiers came out of the pod the size of a heavy truck in a neat line.

They wore uniform gray-black military uniforms, matte-colored steel helmets on their heads, all automatic weapons on their backs, and bullet-proof panels hanging on their chests. Among them, the fireman carrying ammunition boxes and machine guns is even equipped with a fully protective exoskeleton!

Compared with those guys that players have seen in the desert before, these guys are undoubtedly much more elite!

Beside the military base, Debt Big Eyes and Construction Site Boys and Bricks watched these guys from afar.

Seeing the exoskeleton of the Willant, the construction site boy and Brick opened their eyes in surprise.

These Willanders also have exoskeletons?

Big Eyes in Debt was also surprised, but he also felt that it was a bit of a waste of fuss like the strength animals next to him, so he made a rational analysis.

It's not surprising. Boulder City has such things, and there are even self-developed prosthetic bodies. After all, the Legion is one of the three major forces in the wasteland, so it's not even impossible to make exoskeletons. .”

The construction site boy and Brick scratched their heads.

I'm just wondering... why haven't we met before.

Big Eyes in Debt: Emmm...Maybe it was all shot during the fight against the Great Rift Valley?

Of course, the support of the faction and the efficiency of local logistics are also a problem.

At that time, the Eastern Expansion faction of the legion was at the end of its strength, and the frontal battlefield had to be handed over to the minions and clone troops, and the ammunition was almost out of stock. Such things as exoskeletons are naturally considered a bit of luxury for them.

If it weren't for the supply interruption problem, they would not have been so eager to enter the River Valley Province at that time, looking for a settlement like Boulder City that could help them solve logistics and equipment problems.

Of course, a more reasonable explanation is that most players had just left Novice Village at that time.

In this situation, with more than a dozen airships and a group of full-armed bosses, the dog planner is somewhat inappropriate.

Just as Big Eye and the construction guy were looking at the legendary regular army of the Eastern Legion, another train was coming from far north.

This train has thirty-two carriages, and the people in the carriages are a mixed bag, which is unusual.

Among them were people from colleges, companies, and even the expeditionary force of the Xilan Empire.

In particular, the latter had the largest number, and 30 of the 32 carriages were filled with them.

Although the Xilan Empire fought an undeclared war with the Alliance not long ago, and even the ceasefire agreement has not been signed, but as a member of the viscoelastic body, the emperor of Xilan still generously sent out 30,000 soldiers with a wave of his hand. people.

Of course, this is not generosity for the sake of the common destiny of human civilization, but entirely for the face of the Willant people. After all, compared to the death of some insignificant inferior people, of course the eternal friendship is more important.

In the car at the end of the train, the front half of the car was filled with a group of guys in exoskeletons, tactical helmets and gas masks.

They exuded an aura that strangers should not get close to, and they sat motionless in the carriage.

Sitting in the second half of the carriage is the company's Seventh Air Force.

Their compartment was originally at the front, but they were squeezed here by the guys from Borneo province.

I don't know if the chief of the Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force took the wrong medicine and insisted on packing 200 people into a carriage full of 118 people.

The result became like this.

Chewing gum, the pilot sitting in the back row glanced at the comrade next to him, and lowered his voice to complain in a low voice.

I guess they're androids...and the not-so-intelligent kind.

The Academy's androids are known to be the most uninteresting creatures in the wasteland, just as uninteresting as their researchers.

The comrade-in-arms smiled, and was about to tease a few words. Sitting aside, the officer closed his eyes and meditated. The officer glanced at the two restless guys, closed his eyes, and said slowly.

Alpha Task Force, they are not bionics, but real special forces, hunters in the swamp. The academy has equipped them with almost all prosthetic bodies imaginable, and the per capita prosthetic rate has reached more than 30% Not only that, almost all of them are awakened, although they are awakened by drugs...don't underestimate them.

Several pilots had surprised expressions on their faces when they heard the words, but they were not surprised because of their prosthetic rate or the status of special forces.

Drug awakening?

How could anyone use that thing?

At least in Ideal City, awakening is not a good thing, but it means that life has lost a lot of fun.

The random expression of non-coding genes may not only bring about genetic diseases, but more importantly, it will reduce the probability of giving birth to offspring.

Although most of the residents of Ideal City are not interested in having offspring, whether they want to or not is not the same as whether they can.

There is only one life, and awakening is irreversible. Most people don't dare to make fun of their own lives.

After all, if you really pursue strength, you can just use a prosthetic body or an exoskeleton. There is no need to develop that part of the organism to the extreme.

Opening his eyes, the officer with folded arms glanced at the rows of heads facing away from them, and said with a complicated expression.

The Science and Technology Committee is completely different from the ideal city. Those guys have proved that high technology does not necessarily mean a high life, and as long as scientific management methods are used, even if most people can maintain a lower standard of living, it will not hinder them. They build spaceships, and they can even use limited resources in key places...

For ordinary people who can't become researchers or even prospectors, joining the Alpha Task Force is another way out. At least the equipment and potions are free, and at the same time, they can improve their lives at home.

The pilot sitting next to him couldn't help clicking his tongue, unable to imagine that kind of life at all.

At least, he joined the Seventh Air Force because he loved flying.

What a bunch of scary guys...

The officer continued to close his eyes and meditate.

To be honest, he really has no experience in carrying out bombing and pick-up missions in mountainous terrain, even though the air force base next to the tributary of Tianshui is in a mountainous area.

But compared to his own safety, he was actually more worried about the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division from Ideal City.

Those guys also seem to arrive today.

He and his subordinates had fighter jets anyway, and those boys heard that many of them were on the battlefield for the first time...

Is it really okay?

...

The pilots didn't know that those guys wearing gas masks were not too smart, they just turned off redundant plug-ins and prosthetic bodies during the march to save energy.

Some bionic prosthetics need to be activated by bioelectricity, and the computing power required to drive these prostheses is also a load on the brain and the chips in the brain.

The wastelanders who can't control themselves often go into a coma or even go crazy because of excessive computing power, but this situation does not exist for the soldiers of the Alpha Task Force.

If it is not necessary, they can even keep only the operation of basic body functions and the communication module implanted in the chip, so that the metabolism and nerve activity are reduced to the lowest level.

While the pilots of the Enterprise were pointing at the back of their heads, they were meticulously listening to the captain's lecture on the communication channel.

Sitting behind you is the Seventh Air Force of the enterprise. Although they are not awakened, they have all undergone rigorous training and selection, and they are also elites selected from tens of millions of people.

Since the disintegration of the War Construction Committee, Ideal City has been controlled by the chaebol headed by the Ideal Group. Ordinary people must constantly hone their skills if they want to survive. The hardship is not inferior to digging potatoes in the wandering swamp. They are just like you They are all trump cards that have been honed over time...don't underestimate them! Keep your spirits up!

The majestic voice echoed in the silent place, and the people wearing gas masks sat upright, silently responding in their minds.

yes!

...

At the same time when the troops of the Legion, Enterprise, and Academy arrived at the front line one after another, there was deafening shouts and gunfire on Shifeng Mountain!

Before dawn, a group of goblins sneaked onto Fushan's position and launched a surprise attack on the sleeping players.

If it was at the beginning of the server, this strategy might really work. After all, many players play games part-time, and they have to go to work after getting up during the day.

But now, not to mention the Death Corps, even some casual players are focusing on the game.

Basically, the mobile phone and the helmet are inseparable. As soon as the pop-up window of @all members popped up, one or two put on the helmet and went back online.

The players patrolling with Death Claws were the first to discover the attack, and less than a minute later, two hundred players stationed on the mountain went online collectively, and led by the edge paddling, came to attack the goblin troops who launched the attack. Waves will count on it.

In just one hour.

More than half of the 2,000-strong goblin army was killed or injured, and the remaining less than a thousand fled without armor or armor.

Because the battle situation was so smooth, the edge paddling didn't even call the brothers who were resting down the mountain to come up to help, and he got rid of this pile of scum by himself.

The only thing that surprised the players was that Goblin was originally the nickname they gave to these green-skinned dwarves, but they didn't expect these guys to call out Goblin, Goblin by themselves.

Wiping the blood off the engineer's shovel, the drum shampooer muttered regretfully.

It's hasty. If I knew that the dog planned to let us name it, I should call them naive.

Laplace was startled when he heard that, before he had time to wipe the blood off his hands, he hurried up to cover his mouth.

Damn it, you're yelling at the dog planner to kill you!

In the middle of the night, I scratched my head with an umbrella and no knife.

But the problem is that mutants don't look like ogres either.

Madam, you don't want to think about it, rubbing your chin and thinking for a moment: It's quite similar to cannibalism.

Midnight with an umbrella but no knife: Uh, it seems to be the same.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels that today's goblins are obviously stronger than yesterday.

Not only is the style of play more ferocious, but it is also more difficult to deal with, and they even carry explosive barrels on their backs.

The most unbelievable thing is that these guys who used to only fight on their own, actually hugged into a group this time.

I don't know if those lunatics used some outrageous black technology.

Let them continue to go crazy, I'm afraid that Battle of Heaven will become Chaos Invasion...

Good guy, the mountain seems to be very lively. The player who was looking down the mountain shouted in surprise.

At the moment when they were fighting just now, the airship of the Willanters had arrived on the battlefield.

Those big noses even brought a big guy that looks like an AT-AT Imperial Donkey!

It seems to be called bison?

Not just Legion.

Colleges and enterprises have also arrived at the Weifu military base, including their personnel and vehicles!

Seeing the curious expressions on everyone's faces, paddling on the edge of the water knew what they were expecting, so they responded with a smile.

Everyone hold on for a while, the rotation will soon be!

Laplace pointed to the corpses scattered on the ground nearby and asked, What's wrong with these corpses? Buried?

The soil on this mountain was not easy to dig, and the soil under their feet was frozen as hard as iron.

Although they are not physically fit for the plague, no one likes to be around a petri dish.

What's more, there are their teammates under the mountain, even if they don't think about themselves, they have to think about those people.

However, this problem is not difficult to solve, Midnight took the knife and thought of an idea when he rolled his eyes.

Let's eat it for Big Eye, his wives can eat it.

Hahahahaha! The drum shampoo machine, which was wiping blood all over his face, couldn't help laughing.

Everyone burst into laughter, and even the edge paddling couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Your mother is really talented!

...

Fushan military base, the camp that was empty yesterday, was full of people today.

A total of eight killer whale transport planes were parked on the tarmac, and their towering bodies were like whales in the sea.

There are also twenty Yunfly flappers beside them, and the blade-like flexible wings emit a cold light in the sun.

In addition, there are nearly a hundred silver-white heavy trucks parked neatly in the wilderness, like squares with sharp edges and corners!

The ideal group's logo is impressively printed on the bumper under the front of the car.

It was the Enterprise's 100th Mechanized Mountain Division.

They directly flew over the mountainous area in the east of Jinchuan Province through the killer whale transport plane, deployed in batches in the east of the plain, and headed here together after gathering.

This is probably the first time a company has sent troops to such a distant battlefield.

It's not just businesses showing off their toys.

The same goes for college.

In addition to the Alpha contingent that arrived by train, nearly twenty shuttle-shaped flying vehicles about twenty meters long landed on the east side of the Weifu military base.

Although those aircraft used plasma engines, judging from the slow landing method, its lift did not seem to be entirely provided by plasma engines, but equipped with anti-gravity devices similar to scientific research ships and legion airships.

The Alpha Mobile Task Force, armed to the teeth with exoskeletons, stepped out of the cabin in unison.

As if to show off, they made a detour to the north on their way to the camp, passing between the Enterprise's 100th Mountain Division and the Corps...

As for the Hound Dog special forces of the Buguera Free State, they seem to be relatively low-key, just waiting quietly behind the army with dozens of military trucks.

They didn't pay attention to those people's little thoughts, and the indebted big eyes and construction site guys who were standing next to the military base watching the excitement were dumbfounded and couldn't close their open mouths.

Legion, Corporation, Academy, Free State, Empire...

There are also a lot of survivor forces that he has never heard of, and they are all gathered here at this moment.

The whole camp was as lively as a large-scale military exposition, and also like a military parade. There were all kinds of strangely-shaped equipment that dazzled people.

Lian Dayan swallowed his saliva.

Construction guy...

The construction site boy and Brick: What's wrong?

Lie Dayan: It's nothing, I just want to ask...do you have the feeling of being in a military parade?

The boy on the construction site and Zhuan were stunned for a moment, and then called out, Damn! It's really kind of you to say that!

The wasteland lord is okay...

Although the alliance leader's foundation seems a bit weak.

But it doesn't matter, their managers are worthwhile and they're done.

At this moment, he just wants to say that the manager is awesome!

At this moment, the two who were surprised suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the crowd.

Su Ming?!

Hearing someone calling his name, Su Ming, who was walking towards the camp, stopped and looked suspiciously at the two who stopped him, but he didn't recognize who it was.

……do we know each other?

I've seen it, I've seen it, hehe, I met once in Luoxia Province before, he walked forward with a smile on his face, patted the friend next to him with his big eyes, and introduced, This is Construction site, my name is Big Eye.

Oh! The comrades in arms at that time! Su Ming nodded suddenly, and was about to complain about the strange names of these two people, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not polite, so he swallowed back the words on his lips, and smiled instead Said, Long time no see, it's been a year!

Yeah, it's been a year in the blink of an eye!

Without waiting for the NPC to complain about his name, he continued to ask with a big-eyed smile.

By the way, I remember you weren't the 26th commando?

Yes, Su Ming nodded, and looked at him suspiciously, Is there any problem?

The construction site boy and Zhuan stared at him directly: Are you promoted?

The young man said with a hearty smile.

What kind of promotion? I'm a non-commissioned officer, a professional sniper. If being an instructor counts as a promotion, it might be considered a promotion.

The indebted big-eyed scratched his head and asked.

But... weren't you from the commando before? Are the company's security department and the regular army a system?

It's not that he wants to inquire about information.

Mostly it's just too weird.

It's as if the security guard changed his career and became a regular army, and he was still an instructor.

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Su Ming explained with a smile.

We don't like this kind of saying there. The 100th Mountain Division is actually an expansion of the 26th Commando... I'm not afraid of your jokes. We don't actually have a standing army. The council pulled them out to let us take them to practice for future Get ready. There are quite a few newcomers inside, and I might have to ask you to help me lead them when the time comes.

After all, he is his own ally, so he has nothing to hide when he speaks.

The construction site boy and Brick were stunned, their heads still not turned around, and they struggled for a long time.

But... aren't you the 100th Mountain Division? There are 100, so naturally there are 99, right? How come there is no standing army?

Su Ming scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

Cough... To be honest, we actually called it 001 when we mobilized at the beginning. Later, our cloud team felt that it was inappropriate, so we proposed it to the council, and then changed it to 100, which sounds a bit more imposing.

Suddenly remembering something, he had a regretful expression on his face, glanced at the airship not far away, and added a sentence after that sentence in a low voice.

By the way, don't gossip about this... Don't say it came from me if you accidentally say it.

Seeing this guy, Lian Dayan and the construction site boy and Brick were shocked.

Fuck?!

Awesome!

That's okay too? !

But there is one thing to say, when they first heard this number, they were really taken aback...

...

Just when the two of them dropped their jaws in shock at the secret they overheard, the train station next to the camp was full of noisy noise.

The soldiers of the Xilan Empire huddled together beside the railway station, as if something had happened.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Li Jinrong, who had just finished receiving the company, hurried over without stopping.

After all, the survivors from all over the wasteland have different cultural backgrounds, and the customs formed over the past two hundred years are also different, so friction is inevitable.

Although the manager had specifically instructed him to keep an eye on those guys from Borneo province, he never expected that something would go wrong on the first day.

After arriving at the scene, he quickly found the guy who was yelling to trouble the conductor.

I am the person in charge here, Li Jinrong, the head of the Southern Construction Corps, may I ask who you are?

The tall man lifted his nostrils and held out his right hand.

Babita, the horse clan, the baron, and the captain of the Xilan Expeditionary Army!

Ignoring the long list of titles, Li Jinrong stared at him and asked seriously.

So General Barbita, do you have any questions?

What's the problem? Barbita roared angrily, I can't find my subordinates! You ask me what's the problem!

Can't find... can't find your subordinates?

Li Jinrong froze for a moment, then glanced at the huge group of soldiers behind him, and said with a strange expression, Aren't they right here?

Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Babita was furious and said angrily.

More than that! There were 30,000 people in total! As a result, several trains arrived at the station, and I counted and counted, and there were only two teams of 10,000 people! You lost our people!

Li Jinrong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

How could this be lost?

Ghost knows! They are taking your train! You are responsible for the agreed logistics! But now that the person is gone, don't you have any responsibility?

As if feeling that the momentum of this sentence was not enough, Barbita yelled again.

We paid for it!

This is true.

The alliance didn't help them with the logistics at their own expense, but just converted the transportation capacity and resources into currency and sold them to them at a cheap price.

Lost a whole 10,000 people...

This is indeed a big deal.

If 10,000 refugees with military training suddenly appear in the alliance, even if they don't carry guns when they ride in the car, it will be a big trouble.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Li Jinrong's complexion gradually changed. He didn't dare to delay, but let the guy wait for a while, and went to the communication room of the train station by himself.

Before investigating where those people were lost, he had to find out the numbers of the trains that transported those soldiers, and which stations they stopped at...

At the same time, thousands of kilometers away.

In front of the pleasant French Fry Port, cargo ships were floating on the sea, and a group of soldiers with hot forehead and sweat were staring blankly at the shore.

The officer standing on the stern swallowed.

Glancing at the people waiting in full force on the shore, he then looked at the adjutant standing aside in bewilderment, swallowed and asked.

us……

Did you get on the wrong boat?