This Game Is Too Realistic

Damn! They found us!

In the monitoring room of the underground facility, the staff member sitting in front of the terminal exclaimed in shock as he saw the figure appearing on the screen that was finally repaired.

A trace of panic also flashed across Arzu's face.

Although before he was entrusted with important tasks by the Holy Son, he often acted with the executioners of the tribunal and experienced many front-line battlefields, but he is not a professional combatant after all, not to mention that there may not be so many professional combatants opponents of the regular army.

Most of the research facilities of the Church of the Torch are based on shelters, which is somewhat similar to the Enlightenment Society and even the Alliance.

This underground facility is no exception. It was originally named Shelter No. 182. It was opened in the early days of the Wasteland Era. It was later changed by the Church of the Torch into the Biology Research Institute No. 182, which is engaged in research on Gestalt life forms and their sub-projects.

The entrance of this facility is located in the center of the old site of Fortress Town, and at this moment, the alliance is sending two platoons of troops to search this way.

The hearts of all the staff rose to their throats, and expressions of panic floated on their faces.

It is estimated that the mutants on the ground exposed our tracks... An older researcher swallowed his saliva, and cursed, This bunch of pigs who failed to accomplish anything and failed to succeed!

The researcher standing next to him said nervously.

Mutants... why did mutants come here?!

Another researcher wearing glasses said solemnly.

Ghost knows... It's probably because the communication equipment is broken and came over to ask what happened. Damn... these idiots won't adapt to the situation!

Judging from the video on the monitor, there are not just a few mutants hiding in this area, there is a whole centurion!

He even couldn't help wondering if these idiots were deserters from the front line!

Some researchers were arguing in disbelief, while some were secretly rejoicing.

The latter are mainly researchers from the North Island.

If it weren't for being pointed at by Charas and threatened by people here to install some brainwashing chips, ghosts would be willing to come to this bird place to design equipment for mutants.

Although they dare not show it on their faces, they are the happiest at the moment.

Now that the alliance has landed on the coast of death, Charas must be finished.

While they're not out of danger yet, at least their families are safe.

Ignoring the chattering quarrels of the group of staff, Arzu only urged the communication engineer in charge of repairing the communication equipment and said.

How long will it take to fix it!

Hurry up, hurry up! Give me another 10 minutes! The engineer was facing a tablet, tapping his index finger on the touch screen, sweating profusely on his forehead.

On the flat screen is a thumb-sized robot that looks like a flying insect. It is crouching in the densely packed thread at this moment, rubbing its needle-thin robotic arm, and emitting lightning from the tip from time to time.

Finally, when his sweat was dripping on the floor for the nth time, the flying bug-like circuit repair robot finally completed all the welding operations and repaired the circuit section burned by the electromagnetic pulse.

He let out a long breath and leaned back on the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily.

It's done—

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed away by Arzu who was standing beside him.

The latter snatched the tablet in a hurry, tapped it with his index finger several times, and connected to the tribunal at the rear.

When he saw the [communication connected] icon appear on the screen, a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face for an instant, he grabbed the earphones, put them on and roared desperately.

Call the Tribunal, this is Research Institute 182! The alliance is approaching us, we need support!

Research Institute No. 182 stores a large amount of information about the Gestalt life body project, and the tribunal will not leave them alone!

Compared with those mutant cannon fodder, those fighting elites with pre-war equipment produced in black boxes are the true trump cards of the Church of the Torch!

After a brief silence, a steady and reliable voice came from the other end of the communication channel.

...This is the punishment team. We have received orders to go to your neighborhood. Please close the door and wait patiently!

Hearing this sound like the sounds of nature, Alzu clenched his fists excitedly.

Saved!

On the other side, the mountainous area is only 2 kilometers away from the underground facilities.

About 40 soldiers wearing exoskeletons are quietly lurking on the edge of the jungle, and the almost completely transparent outline is completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

Under the effect of optical camouflage devices, as long as they remain still, no one can catch their tracks with the naked eye.

Standing in the middle of the team, the captain-like man stared in the direction of Fortress Town with a stern expression, and tapped his helmet with his index finger.

This is the 'Hunter', we have arrived near the target... It is confirmed that the target was hit by an EMP and lost contact.

The voice of the Son came from the communication channel.

How's the battle going?

The man named Hunter said in a deep voice.

The alliance has landed on the shore, and the local garrison has been completely defeated.

There was silence in the communication channel for a while, and it took about half a minute before continuing.

...Bring Alzu and the materials in the research institute back, and others will take them away as much as possible, and dispose of those that cannot be taken away.

A sharp light flashed in the hunter's eyes.

yes.

...

At the same time that Alzu called for reinforcements from the court, the two platoons of the first battalion and company of the Burning Legion had already arrived at the edge of the fortress town, which was located in the dense forest.

The settlement is like a castle, and the outer row houses are like high walls.

The windows on the first floor only start at a height of 6 meters, and without exception, they are all equipped with anti-theft nets wrapped with steel wire strips. The tallest windows had to be more than 20 meters, and the roof was designed as a shooting platform with a bunker.

There are only three or five steps between the row houses, and there are crooked covered bridges, which look like gate towers on the city wall from a distance.

[By chance] I can imagine how the survivors resisted the predators invading their homes when there were still people in this settlement.

They piled up obstacles on the covered bridge, stood on the roof and shot at the intruders, and then dropped the obstacles after the intruders passed through the bottom of the covered bridge, dividing the team of intruders into two sections.

But these heroic people have gone nowhere, only a few green heads poking around.

[One step to the sky] Opened the VM and retrieved the information he had downloaded from the official website before.

I heard that a survivor self-rescue alliance called 'Iron Tower' appeared in this area more than ten years ago. They used the signal tower of the People's Federation era as a symbol, and formed militias to patrol the various gathering places...It is somewhat similar to us.

There is information about this settlement on the official website. It is said that in the early days it was an outpost established by the No. 182 shelter on the surface. Later, due to some reasons, both the No. 182 shelter and the surface outpost were abandoned until around a hundred years ago in the wasteland era. The facilities were reused by a group of wastelanders, and the surrounding buildings were widened and improved.

Then the 'Iron Tower' organization was born and took over the settlement. The population of the latter slowly grew from the first few hundred people to the later 20,000...it was not until the torch came here that this number was cleared.

In fact, even if the ruins of this settlement are not within the scope of the alliance's three-stage offensive, they will return to search here after the landing operation is completed.

But just now, their drone found traces of mutant activities in this area, so Brother Killing Dagger asked them to come here in advance to see if there were any big fish.

When the two players who were following heard what Deng Tian said, they couldn't help complaining.

It's okay to clear...

What a hell joke.

That's how it's written in the setting collection, and I just read it accordingly, and ask the planner if I have any opinions.

Taking a step at a time, he took the camera of his family brother and took a few photos of the exterior of this settlement.

This camera is the only relic left by his good brother in the world, although the dog will be alive in a few days.

...The settlements in this wasteland are really strange. Ban Suiyu sighed with emotion, There are slums with millions of people like Kingaron Port, and there are also stacked blocks like the circular island. There is this kind of earth cannon building.

After all, the wasteland. Ban Sui was teased.

There are three mutants working at the door... I can't see what's going on inside. Putting down the camera, he looked at Lao Yin and asked with his eyes, Do you want to do it directly? Or sneak in and see what's going on inside first.

It's too troublesome, [Yin Mistake] raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, and made an offensive gesture to the teammates behind him, Kill all the beasts here, and then slowly think about what's in it gone.

Killing all the people is the perfect infiltration, Ban Suiyu excitedly picked up the rifle hanging on his chest, and loaded it with a click, Work, work!

The mutant standing at the entrance of the settlement didn't know that he was in great trouble, and was still humming and communicating.

At this moment, three gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and a cloud of blood exploded from the three heads at the same time, and the red, white, and bangs scattered all over the ground.

alliance!!

Seeing that the sentry at the door fell to the ground, the mutant standing behind the gate let out a loud roar, then picked up his rifle and fired at the door, and then chug for a long time without seeing anyone.

Accidentally emptied the magazine, it hastily tore off the magazine and planned to replace it with a new one, but before it could insert the new magazine, a quadrotor drone with a gun barrel crossed the porch and killed It came in, and shot its head off with the sound of gunshots.

By accident, he led the three players behind him into the alley first, and shot and shot several mutants trying to surround him with a sudden burst of rifle fire in his hand.

At the same time, the three squads in the first row split into nine squads, and entered the abandoned town from nine directions, while the second row went around the town's flanks to feign an attack to disperse the firepower of the mutants.

Facing attacks from several directions at the same time, the mutants in the small town were beaten dizzy.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground in the alley, a strength player reloaded the magazine and couldn't help teasing.

The mutants in Qingquan City are much smarter than this thing.

Another player next to him said succinctly.

It's quite good, probably a recruit.

Mutants aren't actually stupid, they're just a little grumpy.

I heard from those old players that the mutants they encountered in the suburbs of Qingquan City a long time ago not only made mines and traps, but even made their own rifles.

In the end, it was the friends of the Pioneer who took action and wiped out those beasts.

The battle video from that time can still be found on the official website forum, and there is no such thing as bragging.

However, the mutants here are completely different, not to mention using the terrain to fight, they don't even understand the guys in their hands.

The Church of the Torch seems to have quickly produced a batch of mutants through a special method, but these mutants are just like the eight-fold growth clones of the Legion, and are far inferior to those green-skinned animals that grow naturally in terms of intelligence and experience.

60 people against 100!

There was no suspense in the whole battle, and it completely turned into a one-sided massacre!

Seeing that this group of mutants are so easy to deal with, some players can't help but feel a little flustered.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A team of four was trying to search through the small alley and into the square in the center of the town when a bang shot suddenly sounded from the front, and the headshot of the player walking in the front was instantaneous.

Sniper!

spread!

The remaining three people were startled, and stopped joking in the communication channel, and quickly dodged to the bunkers on both sides.

A player hides behind a concrete pier.

The other two players smashed open the window and turned into the house next to the alley.

But then there was another bang.

The squad leader who just turned over and hid in the house happened to see from the corner of his eye that the teammate hiding behind the concrete pier was shot through with a cover, and the flesh and cement slag were shattered.

Fuck?! What the hell is this?

The player lying on the window widened his eyes, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

They shot from the edge of the town to the center of the town without killing anyone, but they were knocked down by two shots in just a few seconds!

It's a Gauss rifle!

The squad leader squatting next to him looked solemn, looking at the direction where the two teammates fell, and while referring to the map on the VM to circle the buildings directly in front, he shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Team A engages the enemy! Team B and Team C disperse! Press from both sides and wait for the air strike to exchange fire!

To the other two teams, the squad leader switched the communication channel and continued to shout loudly.

... This is Squad 1 and 2. We encountered an enemy sniper! That guy knocked down our two brothers! We need air force support!

After hearing his voice, a reply quickly came from the communication channel.

Got it, can you lock their location?

The captain glanced out of the window, didn't dare to stick his head out, let alone reveal that he was by the window, so he could only grit his teeth and say.

The specific location is uncertain, but we have circled the approximate location on the map... Those guys are definitely not mutants! It should be the Torch Tribunal!

Understood, the coordinates have been synchronized to the Air Force... we will arrive within a minute!

After hanging up the communication, the captain gave the team member next to him a look, and the latter took out the drone from behind knowingly, and with a short body, touched the other side of the building and threw it out.

The quadrotor drone turned over in the air, quickly stabilized its figure, and rushed towards the sky with a buzzing sound.

The drone lens quickly locked the general area where the sniper was located, and provided the camera lens and relative coordinates to the approaching P-2 Lightning attack aircraft.

Team b and team c have reached the vicinity of the sniper, counting down nervously.

A minute is as long as a century, and the two sides just faced each other in silence.

And at this moment, the explosion of the machine gun bombarding the ground suddenly resounded throughout the square!

Hundreds of large-caliber machine gun bullets poured out in an instant, crushing an entire dilapidated building complex on the north side of the square with a destructive force.

It wasn't until the flames and dust of the explosion soared into the sky, the roar of machine gun fire and the whistling of attack aircraft engines passed over the heads of the players belatedly.

Porf—!

Seeing the flying figure, the morale of the players on the ground was boosted.

Taking advantage of the dust raised by the explosion, the squad leader turned over and quickly jumped out of the bunker, driving the exoskeleton to chase after the billowing dust, while shouting loudly in the communication channel.

Wrap around!

The three teams acted immediately, attacking the ruins swept by the machine guns from three directions, and found the sniper who was retreating, and another soldier wearing an exoskeleton following him.

It's the Tribunal of the Torch!

Seeing the equipment on these people, players can recognize their identities at a glance.

However, no one was afraid, and each face showed surprise expressions.

Good fellow, the Tribunal!

Elite monsters! Brush elite monsters!

Although the two executioners were not killed by the air strike, they were obviously injured a lot. They didn't dare to tangle with the surrounding players, and quickly retreated towards the rear.

Seeing that the elite monster was about to run away, all the players chased after him, not willing to let him go.

Then, after a few steps along the crooked alley, the captain felt something was wrong.

Why do these two elite monsters feel like they are seducing them?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a problem, so he immediately reset the coordinates of the assembly point on the VM map.

Stop chasing! The squad members of the second class obey orders! Everyone defend on the spot!

They are a little far away from their teammates.

If the executioners of the Inquisition were in ambush in front, they could easily be eaten by the opposite side.

Although there was a risk of letting the two snipers go, he didn't dare to gamble with his teammates' resurrection CDs and equipment.

These guys are hard to deal with!

Thinking of this, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and his palms couldn't help but sweat.

But not because of fear.

But because of excitement!

During this period of time, they have been abusing food, and finally have the opportunity to compete with the strong!

There was a rustling sound on the communication channel.

Captain of Team B: Is the boss not chasing you?

Team c team leader: You're still chasing after a fart! Didn't you find that these two elites are here to kite us?

Captain of Team B: Damn it?!

At the same time that the players stopped chasing, the two snipers who were retreating gradually discovered the situation behind them, and the soldiers who were chasing after them suddenly stopped chasing.

The two looked at each other, and the observer immediately reported the situation to the rear.

The fish is unhooked, and the enemy team stops chasing.

At the same time, the hunter who was ambushing in a three-story building hundreds of meters away frowned.

The entrance to the underground facility is in the square, which has been controlled by Union soldiers.

The battle on the beach is over for now, and they must end it before Alliance reinforcements arrive!

There is no time to hesitate.

It only takes a few seconds to make a judgment, the hunter ordered in the communication channel without hesitation.

Team 1 and Team 2 advance forward, Team 3 and Team 4 outflank!

Quick battle!

Yes! The sonorous and forceful answer resounded through the communication channel. Figures lurking under the shadow of the abandoned building stepped out of the environment that almost merged with them, and surrounded the alliance team that had stopped chasing. up.

At the same time, the other two squads in the first row also sensed that the situation was wrong, and they called the second row to move forward and immediately rushed towards the second squad for reinforcements.

And at this moment, the news that the troops searching for the ruins of Fortress Town had encountered the Torch Church Tribunal reached Lao Bai who was directing the construction of the camp and dock on the beachhead.

After looking at the map against the information, Lao Bai only took two seconds to make a judgment.

80% is a big fish!

I think so too, Fang Chang nodded, and touched his chin with interest, Why don't I bring a team of reinforcements over there to have a look.

According to the information they collected, there was a shelter ruins there. Although it was a shelter that had been abandoned for more than a century, it could not be ruled out that the Church of the Torch might transform it into a scientific research facility.

A similar situation also occurred in the northern line.

Lao Bai smiled heartily and patted his shoulder.

Okay, I'll leave it to you!

The battle on the beach has basically ended, and there is not a shortage of manpower.

The defensive mutant team of 10,000 people was completely dismantled by them, and they were running around like headless chickens towards the rear. The rest of the work was cleaning the battlefield and building the pier, so he didn't need to be here to watch .

After coming out of the command tent, Fang Chang immediately took a company of players on the Chimera infantry combat vehicle that had just landed on the floating pier, and applied for two Yunfly flappers from the NPC troops. As a support, kill the past in the direction of the fortress town.

And when he arrived at the battlefield, the two platoons of the first battalion and the first company were fighting inextricably with the Torch Church's tribunal team, and the sound of the exchange of fire resounded continuously in the ruins.

Judging from the steady and ruthless attack rhythm, this group of guys should be the same as those who were in the eastern suburbs of Qingquan City and the Pine Cone Farm, they are the so-called executors in the Torch Church Tribunal!

Seeing the alliance's reinforcements arrive on the battlefield, the hunter who was fighting on the front line couldn't help but feel a touch of despair in his eyes.

too fast!

Just like when they landed, these guys didn't act sloppy at all. After the strategic missiles were fired, the landing craft and armored vehicles rushed up immediately.

They have just figured out the reason why the frontline command post lost contact, and the alliance's landing troops have already penetrated the defense line they set up on the beach!

It's the same now, less than 20 minutes after they exchanged fire with the alliance reconnaissance troops who searched and found the vicinity of Fort Town, the large troops behind them have already been reinforced.

There is no chance at all!

If this entanglement continues, what they will soon face is no longer just a few teams of ten, but will face the encirclement and suppression of battalion-level or even regiment-level combat units.

Looking at the dozens of corpses dropped by both sides, and the position that could not be attacked for a long time, the hunter finally gritted his teeth and roared in the communication channel.

withdraw!

After dropping these words, he immediately turned around and disappeared under the shadow of the buildings in the settlement, not daring to stay here for a moment longer.

The same goes for the other teams. Just before the Cloudfly orptopter was about to arrive on the battlefield, they all turned around and evacuated from the battlefield, disappearing under the shadows.

Mission has failed.

All that can be done now is to reduce losses.

However, almost all the executioners felt heavy in their hearts.

Although their beliefs are extremely pious, and they have no doubts about the supreme Son, let alone see the slightest hope of victory, even good news has become a luxury...

The pressure on the front line dropped sharply, and the players squatting behind the bunker finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this battle was pretty cool for them, the equipment of this group of opponents is really strong, which is a bit outrageous. Almost all the staff are optically invisible, plus self-aiming locks, and they almost took the position from them several times. Grab it.

If the reinforcements come about 10 minutes later, the outcome of this game is really hard to say.

Watching Fang Chang who walked to the front line, the man who was commanding the battle on the front line went up by accident and reported the whole story of the encounter and the casualties.

...we were fighting mutants at first, and then these guys popped up out of nowhere. I think they were trying to take something, but they probably didn't succeed.

These people are not stupid. They knew it would be pointless to continue fighting, so they decisively chose to retreat. Fang Chang glanced around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, Soon We'll know what it is that they're desperately trying to take away.

At the same time as his voice fell, a player who followed him to reinforce here came over.

We found an underground passage under the public toilet in the square, which is suspected to be the entrance to shelter No. 182.

Hearing the location of the entrance, the eyebrows that were erratic could not help but twitch.

These guys really have taste.

It may not be the taste of these guys, what if it was designed by those people before the war? Fang Chang joked with a smile, then looked at the players who came to report and said, Come on, let's go down and have a look, See what's hidden in this shelter.

If it is a shelter that was abandoned and restored, the security program may not be the original version before the war, and it is also possible to unlock the access control through an external hacking program.

This mainly depends on the reason for the abandonment of the shelter, the arrangement of the last manager for the shelter, and how the successor inherits it, etc.

For shelters restarted through abnormal means, the official offline key can be used to unlock them, and a slightly more complicated access control program is just a matter of setting up an antenna to connect to a network.

These are the experiences summed up by the players who are active in Pioneer City, and it is of course also effective to put them in other areas of the wasteland.

Hearing that the blind box was about to be opened, the faces of all the players suddenly showed expressions of eagerness to try.

let's go!

Haha, hurry up!

At the same time, Alzu was pacing back and forth near the buffer door of the refuge, swearing from time to time.

What the hell, why is it so slow?

What are these people dawdling about!

He has already backed up all the data in the shelter on the chip in his brain, and deleted all the original files that could be deleted, and messed up the ones that could not be deleted as much as possible, just to be able to slip away when retreating faster.

At this moment, a staff member hurriedly passed through the buffer door and ran to him.

Mr. Arzu...they are coming!

Arzu's face was happy when he heard this.

Here we come?! Open the door soon!

Seeing him still talking in his sleep, the staff member was so anxious that he almost cried.

No, not from the Tribunal, but from the Alliance!

In just a split second, the old face under the hood quickly lost its blood color, and the lips turned blue and turned white.

Alliance is coming...

How can it be? !

In a trance, he saw the gear-shaped door suddenly shake and roll to one side under the traction of the mechanical cantilever.

The staff member who ran over to report the letter was startled, and slumped on the ground when he saw this scene.

As for Arzu, there was no movement at all, and he stood there blankly, as if he had lost his mind.

The gear-shaped giant door slowly opened.

A man in power armor stood at the door.

I saw that man raised his left arm, and his right hand was holding a data cable pulled out from the left arm armor.

The end of the thread seemed to be going into the door somewhere, but it hadn't been inserted yet.

Looking at the old man in gray robe standing at the door, and the man sitting beside the old man slumped on the ground, Fang Chang was obviously stunned for a moment, and muttered something in his mouth.

Weird...

He hasn't done it yet.

Why did the door open by itself?