This Game Is Too Realistic

Roar--!

The deafening roar echoed in the tunnel of Blood Mountain, and the blood-soaked Plague Champion walked forward with heavy steps.

And not far in front of him, four members of the Alpha Task Force mobile team were waiting in full force.

The high-intensity battle like ground meat caused heavy losses to both sides. Nearly 3,000 Plague Monks of the Bloodhoof Clan were killed, and more than half of the Alphas who entered the tunnels of Blood Mountain were also killed, with only 400 remaining.

As for the damaged drones, there are countless, and the narrow potholes are full of metal fragments and muddy corpses.

It is absolutely impossible to resist the attack of the plague champion with only four people, but no one retreats.

Their superiors gave the order to fight to the death and not to retreat.

Even when they were inoculated with that unknown biological prosthesis, they were already ready to die.

The four looked at each other, exchanged briefly in the communication channel, and then took the initiative to attack.

Two assault rifles and two Gauss rifles were placed at the end of the tunnel at the same time, emitting alternating yellow and blue flames.

It seemed unexpected that these humans would dare to stick out of the cover and fire. The plague champion let out a painful roar, stretched out his right arm forward and quickly mimicked the shape of a gun barrel, and then a stream of light red smoke rushed towards Alfa's entrenched position.

The dense cloud of spores exploded quickly, covering the faces of the four alphas like exploding rifle grenades, and quickly burning through their gas masks.

Fortunately, they were all inoculated with Xiaoyu's biological prosthetic body, and the specifically strengthened immune system easily blocked the alpha protozoa's erosion.

However--

That's not all the trouble.

The diffused thick smoke obscured the field of vision, and even if the thermal imaging of the tactical helmet was activated, only a vague heat source could be seen.

The footsteps that made the tunnel vibrate were approaching rapidly, and an Alpha immediately took out a solid-state hydrogen battery and threw it out, and then fired an air-explosive incendiary bomb in the general direction.

Dense flames soared into the sky in an instant, forming a sea of ​​flames that covered the entire exit of the tunnel.

Two alphas strafed and suppressed towards the other side of the flames, while the other two quickly retreated, trying to distance themselves from the plague champion.

However, this innocuous attack did not stop the guy from advancing. The three-meter-high black figure ran over the dense wall of fire like a tank in a pothole, and directly killed the four of them.

Its left hand is a large shield, and its right hand is connected to a large sword-like mallet, which is in stark contrast to the sophisticated equipment of the Alpha Task Force that is almost sci-fi.

However, when it comes to the technical content of it, it is indeed not bad compared with these Alphas.

Although the torch has not completed the Gestalt life system, it still achieved a breakthrough on the original basis——

That is, consciousness governs life processes, not life processes govern consciousness.

These plague champions can select the required gene fragments from the designed organs for customized expression, so as to realize the mimicry of weapons.

This is a singularity that has not been completed in the era of prosperity that has achieved design evolution!

It can be said that their existence itself is the crystallization of technology, an incredible miracle.

The two alphas who kept firing only felt a train hit them.

The black shadow piercing through the flames was just a flicker, and it split them in half, and the broken organs scattered all over the ground.

They couldn't even make a scream, and the two were killed on the spot.

The plague champion, drenched in blood, let out a hearty howl. The scarred wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the new flesh that grew out was even more ferocious than before.

monster.

There is no doubt about it.

The two alphas looked at the guy in horror, but neither of them retreated.

According to the battlefield situation analysis system, they have already calculated that their chances of surviving are less than 1%. Turning around at this time will only speed up their death.

That being the case, they at least have to die meaningfully.

The two Alphas looked at each other, and unanimously opened the insurance of the self-destruct plug on the exoskeleton.

The moment their life signal is detected to disappear, the self-destruct plug-in will activate the battery that detonates the exoskeleton.

Although it might not be possible to kill that guy, it shouldn't be a problem to cause some trouble for it.

Its recovery power is not unlimited, and if the damage exceeds the limit of healing, it will die.

The teammates who died before have shared this experience, and what they have to do now is to use the last bit of life left to increase the possibility of survival for the teammates behind them.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

Just when the plague champion was about to quickly execute these two guys, and then search for the next target, a scorching flame passed through the two alphas without warning, and rushed towards its face!

It subconsciously raised its left arm to block, the scorching flames were quickly swallowed by the flesh-red spore coat rising from the shield. Although the flame did not cause fatal damage, it still caused a slight pause in its progress.

Surprised expressions suddenly appeared on the faces of the two Alphas, and they looked back.

I saw an exoskeleton soldier standing behind them, holding a large-caliber shotgun in his hand.

Get away!

Paddle on the edge and let out a roar, the manual Flame Dragon shotgun continued to fire, continuously spraying hot flames towards the guy holding the shield.

Continuously enduring the scorching damage, the plague champion let out a painful roar, and charged straight up against the spurting flames with the shield on his left arm.

And at the same time, a strength player stood up with a pottery steel shield, looked at the whistling right arm, and rushed forward without dodging.

Boom—!

A dull blunt sound echoed in the tunnel.

The power player with the shield on his knees sank, but that was all.

The plague champion's eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at the intact shield in disbelief.

The bio-mass battle ax on its right arm can tear even armor steel, but it failed to leave a shallow scratch on this thing!

Obviously it doesn't know that this thing is a structural material used on the space station.

Although the effect against armor-piercing projectiles is worse, the effect of resisting the impact of high-speed objects is one of the best.

The player who was hit dropped his shield directly, rushed to the plague champion with a short body, and then yelled, piercing the needle tied around his waist into the monster's thigh.

The B-type Nago strain has obvious inhibitory effect on the J-type Nago strain, and this inhibitory effect is not only reflected in the phagocytosis of the J-type strain, but also can inhibit the proliferation of the J-type strain.

The self-healing ability of the Church of the Torch's biological power armor is provided by the Nago flora, and this is also the result of the analysis of the remains of Garn by the Alliance Institute of Biology last year.

So the alliance has used this technology to produce the J-type strain inhibitor, which is specially used to limit the self-healing ability of the torch's biological power armor.

The duration of the inhibitor can last at least three minutes, and within these three minutes, the recovery efficiency of the biological power armor can be reduced by at least 90%.

Until it completely metabolizes the injected toxin.

The plague champion who had received the injection let out a painful roar, and suddenly lifted his right leg forward, kicking the strength player who was holding the needle straight away.

The player hit the rock wall and passed out with a muffled grunt, as if disconnected.

The plague champion angrily tore off the needle stuck in his right leg, but was horrified to find that the blood couldn't stop coming out of the needle hole the size of a grain of rice, and there was no sign of healing at all.

Seeing that the attack worked, the other player who followed the edge into the hole looked happy, squatted on the ground, set up the rpg rocket launcher, opened the safety and roared.

RPG!!

White smoke sprang out from the launcher and slammed into the shield fiercely. The flames of the explosion scattered in all directions, flying a large number of stones, almost sending away all the friendly troops in the pit.

Covering his head with his arms, he took two steps back, held the edge of the shotgun and looked up, only to see the plague champion who had been hit by a high-explosive bomb as if he was fine.

The shield connected to the guy's left arm was blasted into a hideous wound, but the damaged area was still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fuck?! Why is it useless?! The guy carrying the rpg was startled.

Edge was also stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and yelled at him.

Right leg! The needle is piercing the right leg! Aim at the right half of your body!

His level of knowledge is average, and he doesn't really understand what biological power armor is.

But compared to anesthesia, it seems that only the area where the needle was inserted is more numb.

In the same way, it is likely that only the area that was punctured by the needle can inhibit the recovery efficiency.

Grass!

Suddenly regaining consciousness, the player immediately reinserted a warhead into the launcher, continued to aim at the stumbling backward plague champion, and pulled the trigger.

RPG!!

Another white smoke shot out, this time it hit the plague champion's right leg impartially.

The exploding shrapnel swished into the right half of the big man like a raging storm.

The Plague Champion let out a painful roar, looking at the bleeding half of his body, his eyes were filled with unbelievable panic.

Its restorative powers are useless!

not only that--

The entire right half of the body also seemed to have lost consciousness, and the power was passing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without giving it a chance to breathe, he grabbed the edge of the Yanlong shotgun and dashed forward, directly emptied the magazine as it was constantly retreating.

With a series of bang bang bangs, the towering body finally fell heavily on the ground, completely motionless.

Seeing that the boss was finally killed, all the players cheered excitedly.

Looking at the friendly troops who came to reinforce them, the two alphas had a dazed expression on their faces.

He paddled to the side of one of them and explained the situation concisely.

On the edge of the leader of the Alliance Death Corps, just half an hour later, the Church of the Torch launched a surprise attack on almost all positions on our front line, especially the Weifu military base.

The Alpha looked at him and asked.

Then...why are you here?

Because we are needed here, the edge of the water glanced at the plague champion lying on the ground, and continued with a grin, Besides, the enemy's attention must be on the Weifu military base at this moment, and now it is time to take down the blood The best time for the mountain! The manager asked us to take down the brood hidden in the depths of the blood mountain at all costs!

Understood. The Alpha nodded, white mist came out of the gas mask, We will do our best to support you.

Edge Paddle asked with a smile.

I have already reported my family name, how about you? What's your name? Where is your captain?

The man said succinctly.

Alpha 1006, our captain is everywhere, don't worry, just talk to me.

Paddle on the edge of the water for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his fist.

This name is too long...I'll call you Ah Liu.

The man nodded, touched his fist with the edge of the water, and reloaded the weapon in his hand.

Tell me about your plans.

Paddle on the edge: We plan to directly attack the main body of the brood. As long as the source of the plague is solved, those mutants are not worth mentioning at all.

Ah Liu looked at him indifferently.

You carry a large-yield bomb?

You don't need to use those things. With twenty eaters and meat-like gnawers, Debt Big Eyes came out from behind, and said with a happy smile on his face, Using them is enough.

These are the smallest ones, and the fatter guys can't squeeze in at all.

I don't know why, but brother Luoyu's fruiting bodies know how to control their body, but the guys he raises are like mentally retarded people. Moving things or building a bridge, the frontal battlefield is useless at all.

But it's all right now.

Finally, there is a chance for them to come in handy.

Seeing those fruiting entities, Ah Liu immediately understood what they meant, and immediately nodded.

Understood, I will cover you.

The two teams joined together, reversed the previous decline, and launched an attack towards the depths of the blood mountain again.

There are a total of fifty plague champions wearing bio-powered armor. The Alpha Task Force has killed ten of them before, and there are nearly forty left.

These guys have different abilities, just like those plague monks, with distorted shapes and unexpected fighting methods, and the cruel tactics are scalp-numbing.

But for the Alpha Task Force and the Death Corps, this level of fear is just a drizzle.

Especially the latter.

They are a group of guys who don't even pay attention to the waves, and even dare to use the most primitive weapons to charge towards the fruiting bodies and evolutions hundreds of times their own.

Now that their equipment is not what it used to be, naturally there is no reason to frown.

The bloody fighting continued throughout the tunnel, and the strong smell of blood even overwhelmed the rancid stench emitted by the spores.

Both sides have beliefs that are fiercely defended and reasons that must not back down.

It is precisely because of this that both sides also suffered huge casualties.

Soon only half of the remaining forty plague champions remained.

And the remaining half were mostly out of breath, both their resilience and physical strength were on the verge of their limits.

Standing in the palace, Suo Duo gradually showed a trace of panic on his face, and the previous excitement and clamor could no longer be seen.

It can feel the passing of believers' lives, and can hear the mourning of the Lord of Plague.

The gods it worships are calling to it, urging it to block the rough guys at all costs.

However, the group of rude guys seemed endless, with people constantly falling down and filling up from behind. Even the personal guards of His Majesty the Beast King couldn't stand the continuous torture.

The plump body trembled, it shook its toad-like cheeks, and let out a grunt.

Respected Lord of the Plague... Your servant can't stop them with this weak body. Please give me a stronger body, and I will definitely eat them up for you.

It read in pieces, its ugly face was filled with piety, but no one answered its prayers.

Not only the mother's nest hidden in the deep pit, but even the Beastmaster who manipulated everything tensed up, stunned by the situation in front of him.

Especially Beastmaster.

He thought that the Weifu military base was threatened, and the coalition forces would at least mobilize troops from various positions to return to the defense, but he didn't expect that they still had no plans to abandon the position of Blood Mountain and the Alpha Task Force that was almost trapped on the mountain.

There are at least 3,000 troops to reinforce this mountain, and most of them are awakened.

Their fearless style of play made even those plague monks who had castrated their sense of pain feel a little bit of fear.

He didn't want to do it himself.

But if he didn't get rid of these troublesome guys, he might not have the chance to go out from here and meet the manager.

His miserable green eyes stared at the soldiers standing in front of him, and the Beastmaster, who directly controlled a plague champion, let out a majestic growl from his mouth.

Step aside.

That voice carries a spiritual coercion, just like the suppression of the lower by the upper in the food chain.

However, something that surprised him even more happened. Instead of showing expressions of fear after hearing his voice, those people's pupils were imprinted with excitement.

Fuck, this thing can speak human language!

MMP! It should be the real boss this time, right?

Loading the shotgun in his hand, the outlaw howled excitedly.

Brothers! Start a group!

His answer was a squeaking cry.

Ooooh!

???

Seeing this group of guys whose emotions suddenly boiled over, the Beastmaster froze there for a while.

It wasn't until a grenade exploded in front of him that he roared angrily and rushed towards the noisy group of guys.

His right arm was like a battle axe, and with just one sweep, the guy in front of him flew out with the top of his shield.

However, to his surprise, facing his tyranny and toughness, those noisy guys became even more excited.

The pair of pupils burning with fighting intent seemed to be staring at some delicious prey.

It was also this arrogance and disrespect that made the anger burning in his chest boil even more.

These weak human bastards...

Are they all masochists? !

With unprecedented rage accumulated in his chest, the Beastmaster tried to calm his breathing, but found that his spirit could not control the out-of-control emotions.

Tyrannical power flowed through his veins, and he was never dominated by his consciousness like never before.

That feeling is the same as the desire for food, and it is also a biological instinct.

The reason why he was able to control the ups and downs of his emotions and make the most calm decision-making before was only because he was in the sanctuary and did not have the entity that existed in the mortal world.

And he has been away from the mortal body for too long, and he has already forgotten the way to restrain his instinct.

Roar--!

Thoroughly enraged, he was like a wild horse running wild, killing the group of ants blocking him.

But seeing his irritable and irritable appearance, those players only felt that the boss did it realistically.

Especially the guy who was picked out first.

He returned to the line and coughed up a mouthful of blood, shouting excitedly while coughing.

Brothers, work harder!

This boss is in a hurry!

...

On the other side, in the depths of the blood mountain's underground rock mass.

Ah Liu continued to move forward with his side paddling and debt-seeking big eyes.

The remnants of the Alpha Task Force are basically here.

What is embarrassing is that there are only 112 members left in the brigade that was originally full of more than 1,000 people.

As for edge paddling, apart from a dozen brothers, there are twenty unique babies raised by debtors and big eyes.

The passage under their feet at this moment is the road mapped out by the Alpha Task Force who sacrificed nearly a thousand drones and hundreds of team members.

According to the tracking of the corpses of the dead members of the Thirteenth Squadron, they have already locked the approximate location of the brood.

Most of the Plague Monks of the Bloodhoof clan were pinned down near the palace of the seer named Sodor.

This place should be heavily guarded, but there is not much defense force, only dozens of plagues.

Swimming on the edge guessed that there should be a problem with the command system of the Bloodhoof Clan, otherwise those guys clearly deployed a careful plan, and there would be no flaws in such a critical place.

for example--

The Lord of the Plague must rely on the Beastmaster or Prophet to communicate with the minions below, after all, those plague monks are not its real fruiting bodies.

If the Beastmaster and the Prophet have no time to take care of it at the same time, it is very likely that the command system of the subordinates with primitive means of communication will be blocked.

In fact, not to mention those mutants, their own command system is not always effective in this complex tunnel terrain, and the signal is often intermittent.

Even without considering the electromagnetic pulse trap hidden in the tunnel by the torch, the solid rock itself is a natural barrier.

Edge paddling doesn't know how Alpha maintains its organization, but they really have to rely on the offline regular contact plug-in to convey some important information.

Any questions?

Seeing the commander of the Death Corps keep glancing at him, Ah Liu cast him an emotionless look and asked.

Seeing that he noticed his gaze, and didn't hide it when he was paddling on the edge of the water, he simply asked out.

No, I'm just curious... how do you communicate with each other?

Ah Liu: It's very simple, our thinking is shared, and everyone is a communication node.

Hearing this sentence, a strange expression appeared on Lian Dayan's face, and he couldn't help asking.

Then what if you accidentally think of something strange?

Maybe because it wasn't a secret, Ah Liu didn't hide it, and said it concisely.

For us, there is no such concern. We have already removed part of the tissue in the cerebral cortex. Even the necessary thinking activities are carried out based on the Alpha Task Force as a whole.

Big Eyes in Debt: Remove...but why do you want to do this?

Why... Ah Liu pondered for a moment, I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking, maybe it's out of consideration of improving combat effectiveness, maybe it's out of eliminating other hidden dangers, but even if you don't talk about it... don't you think Is it convenient?

The indebted big eyes looked at him in astonishment.

convenient?

Ah Liu nodded and said succinctly.

Even from an individual standpoint, pointless thinking will only add unnecessary suffering. Are our sacrifices worthwhile, what do we get after victory, and why we can only eat four bowls of rice at most in one meal …Even if we get the answer, it won’t change anything, so I don’t think there is anything wrong with saving this part of the computing power, at least we can enjoy the rest of the plan without any scruples.”

After a pause, he continued.

About this point, I have to thank you. Originally, our life should have ended half an hour ago. Now it seems that we can still have breakfast tomorrow.

Looking at this guy, paddling on the edge of the water for some reason, there was a trace of sympathy in his heart, and his Adam's apple twitched and said.

...When I get back, I'll treat you to as many bowls as you want.

Ah Liu nodded and said.

I appreciate your kindness, but it's not about money. However, we are still looking forward to what new things will be in the cafeteria tomorrow.

Looking at this rigid guy, he made a helpless expression while paddling on the edge of the water.

Then let's eat together at the head office?

He can order a few more dishes, and these guys who always stare at one dish can also change their tastes.

Ah Liu thought for a moment and nodded.

no problem.

Their chief didn't say that they couldn't have dinner with friendly soldiers, but most people thought they were boring and didn't want to get close to them.

The target was getting closer and closer, and the rancid smell in the air was getting stronger.

Everyone cheered up and stopped talking a word.

And at this moment, a spacious underground space caught everyone's eyes.

In the very center of the underground space, there is a deep pit with a width of more than 100 meters.

And beside the deep pit, various wooden and iron utensils were placed, decorating the entire cave into an altar with a mystical atmosphere.

In addition to the altar, there is also a group of plague monks with three heads and six arms, more than a hundred in number.

Their ugliness can no longer be described in words, even the tentacled myriads are much cuter than them.

Seeing the intrusion of the uninvited guest, the group of plague monks rushed up immediately howling, trying to tear the intruder into pieces.

However, this amount is no different from cannon fodder to the assembled Alphas.

They have long been familiar with the unique fighting methods of these monsters and their almost metamorphosis self-healing ability. With the firepower formed by firing alternately at a distance, they easily pressed the hundred or so minions to death in the tunnel. middle.

A group of people came to the side of the deep pit, and the dark red mist seemed to float out from here. Just standing on the edge of the pit and looking down, they could feel the threat of death.

The surrounding alpha protozoa are restless, they can't corrode these guys.

The call from somewhere seems to be the howling of a wild animal, and it also seems to be begging for mercy.

Paddle at the edge of the water and give Lian Dayan a look, indicating that it's time for him to do something.

Although he already knew the content of the task well, and he couldn't find anything wrong with the compensation given by the manager, but if he really wanted to push the baby he raised with his own hands, Big Eye still couldn't bear it.

He wasn't really born after all.

Looking at the big fat boys with round bellies, he said in a rambling manner.

Little Hui, there is also Little Hui, little Little Hui...don't blame Dad after you go down, Dad is also forced to do so, it's all forced by the manager...

Hearing his thoughts, he couldn't help but roll his eyes while paddling on the edge of the water.

If this bastard is so unbearable, why did he accept the task of selling his wife?

No one forced him.

There are a lot of eaters in Qingquan City. Although there are not many people who are so fat, if they get more fat, the problem will not be over.

Before Lian Dayan's words fell, the twenty fruiting bodies seemed to be unable to listen any longer, and they yelled Eep as farewell, and then jumped into the deep pit with their own legs.

They are just a cell in Xiaoyu's body, and Xiaoyu has already given them orders before entering the cave, and they don't need orders from the breeder to carry out their tasks to the end.

However, the debtor's big eyes looked deeply shocked when he saw this, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

Fuck?! Is it so real?

He didn't even get to say goodbye to his kids!

Paddle on the edge: People are fruiting bodies, and they don't have self-awareness. What do you think?

The drum shampoo machine next to him couldn't help but complain.

Exactly! I want to buy a wife for 100 silver coins. What do you want?

I boil it!

Not caring about the noise of those guys, Ah Liu walked to the edge of the pothole and looked down.

Is that all right?

Patting Dayan on the shoulder, the drum washing machine said with a smile.

It should be! Our work has been completed, and the rest is up to Xiaoyu. If it doesn't work, we can still throw this guy down. He also has Xiaoyu's seeds on him.

Big Eye: %￥#@!

Ah Liu nodded, but frowned slightly when he looked at the deep pit.

The indicators on his helmet showed that the concentration of spores around him was changing rapidly.

Obviously, those fruiting bodies are indeed a poison to the brood named after Alpha under his feet.

However, toxicity is relative, Alpha and Qingquan City's brood are not of the same type after all.

The latter shared most of the organic matter with its children, but this guy hoarded most of the organic matter on himself.

The two sides explore the path of evolution in very different ways.

If the brood in Qingquan City is a king who conferred countless knights and lords, then this brood is a wizard living in an ivory tower.

It is even so stingy that it does not share its own material at all, but uses the power of believers to expand its territory.

...the concentration of alpha protozoa is decreasing, and the concentration of spores is increasing.

The missiles stopped firing, and the aggressiveness weakened... Is it judged that the danger is over? Or is it just that there is no energy left?

If it's the latter, the spore concentration should drop simultaneously.

Is it 'the ticket to win'?

Unpleasant.

If the conclusion is based on the number of fruit bodies that have been invested... twenty fruit bodies may not be enough to completely swallow this guy. Other possibilities are not ruled out. Only the fruit bodies are not enough to swallow this guy, and other things are needed thing.

What is the result of the evaluation of the possibility of mobilizing child entities from the rear?

0, it will take at least an hour to spread the news, and according to the information provided by the friendly forces, the rear is in an emergency situation, and I am afraid that it is unable to support us.

If 'Alpha' is adapted to be devoured by 'Xiao Yu', or if it ingests its gene fragments for targeted evolution, I am afraid that this attack method will lose its deterrent meaning.

In just a few breaths, the group completed the communication through radio waves.

And for what to do next, they already have a unified consensus in their hearts.

The attack works.

But not enough.

Glancing at the friendly soldiers who were laughing and cursing and fighting, Ah Liu looked at the edge and paddling, and suddenly opened his mouth without warning.

Tomorrow, I may have to miss the appointment.

I was stunned for a while when I was paddling on the edge, and the big eyes who were holding the head of the drum shampoo machine were also stunned.

Before all the players came back to their senses, Ah Liu had already untied the exoskeleton, gas mask and helmet on his body.

It wasn't until now that I paddled on the edge of the water that the guy turned out to be a girl with long hair.

I can't hear the sound at all...

Not just Ah Liu, everyone moved in unison, leaving their weapons and equipment in place.

Although the batteries of the exoskeleton can be the last bullet, what they want to do is not to destroy the brood, and that little damage is useless against creatures of this level. Only strategic bombing can completely destroy it.

Xiaoyu on them is the last bullet.

Between numerous injuries and healing, that little guy has become part of their body and has grown.

Although they could feel that the guy didn't really like them very much, just like other survivors in the military base.

But that kind of thing doesn't matter.

No one showed even a moment of hesitation, they calmly walked towards the bottomless abyss, and then jumped down...

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(Happy Labor Day! Seeing that I am still working overtime during the holidays, I implore my brothers to vote monthly! The double at the beginning of the month, please! T.T)