This Game Is Too Realistic

The battle is over.

And it ended in a complete victory for the alliance.

On the square in Fortress Town, standing next to the armored vehicle, [name is hard to get] turned off the visual battlefield guidance system of the tactical eyepiece, took off his helmet and looked around, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

……incredible.

【Ji Mi】, who was standing beside him holding a rifle, looked at him curiously.

Unbelievable what?

There used to be more than 20,000 people living here. [The name is difficult to get]'s gaze fell on the amusement equipment on the edge of the square, where there are rusty horizontal bars and slides, it can be seen that the people here have also had Have a good time.

Life in the Wasteland is tough, but it's not all uphill struggles.

[Nobi Taiqiong], who has been silent all this time, curled his lips and said.

Hey, there are millions of people in the small place of my hometown.

Difficult to choose a name: Tsk, is there any comparison between reality and wasteland?

Ji Mie laughed and joked.

Haha, should you say that games are somewhat comparable to reality?

Suddenly thought of something, the name was hard to come by and said again.

Speaking of which, according to the reality of this game so far... these 20,000 people should have appeared before?

Ji Mi: Maybe, what's wrong?

It's nothing. Difficult to pick the name was silent for a while, I'm just wondering... where have all those people gone.

...

Fang Chang thought that there would be a tough battle after entering the shelter, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived at the door, and the other side actually threw it directly.

I surrender!

Looking at the power armor at the door, and the exoskeletons standing behind the power armor, Alzu raised his hands without any hesitation.

There is no doubt that the group of people in the monitoring room opened the door.

But it doesn't matter whether the door is opened or not. No one knows how to pry open the door of the shelter better than the Alliance. After all, many of those guys are blue gophers.

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, but he finally raised his hand.

Being captured is not a bad thing.

Anyway, he left a lot of chips outside, so there was no need to use his physical body to resist meaninglessly.

As soon as Fang Chang saw the gray robe on this guy, he knew that this guy must have a high status, and there must be a chip installed in his head, so he took out a medical gun and pointed it at him without saying a word.

This thing has a range of only 20 meters. It can launch hemostatic capsule bombs containing nano-robots, and can also launch anesthesia bombs with narcotic alkaloid charges. The price on the official website is 10,000 silver coins. It belongs to the flashy ones imported from Ideal City in the early days of the Alliance One of the imported equipment.

Since players who can afford this thing generally wear armor, and players who don't wear armor usually don't need treatment, so the application scenarios of this thing are quite limited, and it will only be used in a small amount when doing specimen recovery tasks in the Biology Research Institute.

Not knowing that this thing was a medical gun, Alzu's face was filled with astonishment, and he subconsciously raised his right hand while taking a step back.

Wait... I've surrendered—

Before he could finish his words, there was a bang, and a stream of heat pierced his arm.

Before he could recover, a wave of drowsiness climbed into his brain, pulling his consciousness into a bottomless quagmire.

Just sleep for a while.

Glancing at the suspected VIP target lying unconscious on the ground, Fang Chang continued to look at the staff member who was slumped on the ground and peed his pants, and said in a joking tone.

If you don't want to be like him, you'd better cooperate with our work.

The staff member nodded nervously.

I, I will definitely cooperate.

Very good. Satisfied with the expression on his face, Fang Chang nodded and continued in a relaxed tone, Introduce yourself, the person next to you, and this underground facility.

The man nodded tremblingly again, and stammered.

Tomil, my name... this, this man is Arzu, he is an apostle of the church, but his status is higher than that of ordinary apostles.

Fang Chang raised his hand to stop him.

Can you stand up and talk? I want to walk and listen instead of waiting at the door.

Not caring about covering up the water stains on the ground and on his pants, the staff hurriedly got up from the ground.

Okay, okay...I can show you around here, please don't kill me.

Do you think we are the same as you? Of course, whether you can survive in the end depends on the judge's trial and your performance after surrendering.

After leaving this sentence, Fang Chang reached out and tapped on the helmet, and got in touch with the rear command.

Here is Fang Chang. We have successfully suppressed shelter 182... This place should have been converted into a research facility by the torch. We captured an apostle who is suspected to be a high-level torch at the door, and a suspected researcher, but no one is missing. residents of Fortress Town.

After a brief electric rustle, a steady voice came from the communication channel.

The headquarters received that the relevant personnel of the scientific expedition team will arrive at the scene to investigate in two hours, and try to preserve the scene and control the relevant personnel as much as possible.

receive.

After turning off the communication, Fang Chang noticed that the staff member who was so scared that he wet his pants suddenly threw himself beside Arzu, and rummaged under his gray robe.

Hey, what are you doing?

Fang Chang pointed the muzzle of the medical gun at him, but saw that the latter found a thumb-sized electronic component from Arzu's body, and handed it over with a flattering smile.

Here, this is for you!

This thing looks a bit like a USB stick.

Fang Chang was slightly taken aback, and reached out to take it from his hand with great interest.

What's this?

It is the whole of this No. 182 research institute.

Tomiler spoke quickly.

The data of the Gestalt life body project, as well as the relevant research and experiment logs conducted by this institute... Arzu copied everything in this institute to this hard disk, and then cleared the original data in the server.

When he said this, he carefully looked at the soldier in front of him, with a flattering voice.

Is this... considered meritorious service?

Amused by his cautious look, Fang Chang replied teasingly.

That depends on what we recover from it. I'm not a judge. The most I can do is give you evidence.

After a pause, he pointed his gun at the hatch of the buffer room.

Now, I need you to show me around this shelter.

Whether the data stored in the hard disk is valuable depends on the opinions of professionals in the scientific expedition team.

However, the alliance is quite reasonable. Generally, it will only punish the decision-maker with the highest penalty, and will specifically study which of his behaviors are subjectively anti-human, and which behaviors are coerced.

If he is just a researcher and does not participate in the specific decision-making, the death penalty is not enough, at most, he will lose his personal freedom and be imprisoned in Vault 79 for a lifetime.

But Tomiller misunderstood what he meant, and thought that the people of the alliance felt that the credit was too small. After all, they could find the hard drive by searching the body, and there was no need for him to hand it in.

Seeing that there was only one chance left, Tomil hurriedly walked in front of Fang Chang and introduced the No. 182 shelter to him and the other soldiers behind him.

The group of people just passed through the buffer hatch and before they passed through the square of the shelter, they saw a large group of researchers rushing up through the trap door in the corridor.

Before Fang Chang could open his mouth to ask what happened, they rushed forward with snot and tears, and directly killed Fang Chang and the players.

What are you doing?

Looking at the group of researchers who wanted to hug his thigh, Fang Chang stretched out his hand dumbfounded, and lifted one of the most emotional guys from the ground.

A slightly older researcher grabbed his arm excitedly and said in a trembling voice.

Brothers of the alliance... you are here!

You...are suffering, Fang Chang coughed lightly, and hurriedly looked at Tomil beside him and asked, What's the situation with these people?

Not daring to hide anything, Tomiler hastily answered truthfully.

They are researchers sent by Charas. They come from a company called Beidao Heavy Industries. They designed the tanks and anti-tank guns outside.

Upon hearing this sentence, the elderly researcher panicked.

You can't talk nonsense about this, what do you mean we designed it?

Several young researchers next to him also called out.

We are not forced by you!

Exactly! Seeing what happened to the residents of Fortress Town, how dare we say no to you?

The residents of Fortress Town? Fang Chang's heart moved, and he looked at the young researcher and asked, Are those people still alive?

The square at the buffer gate suddenly fell silent.

Including Tomiler, whether it was the researchers who originally belonged to this research facility or the researchers who were kidnapped by Charas, all the expressions on their faces became weird, as if they were unwilling to mention these details.

Under the persecution of Fang Chang's eyes, the young researcher finally hesitated and opened his mouth.

... On the fifth basement floor of the shelter, there is a transformed biochemical factory, where the petri dishes can transform living people into mutants... I heard that it is the earliest mutant training equipment.

The man who was following Fang Chang's Adam's apple twitched, and managed to squeeze out a word.

That is to say...

The researcher looked at Tomiller.

They drove some residents to plant Nago, and transformed some residents into mutants...

Seeing those players looking at him with unkind eyes, Tomil was sweating on his forehead, and he stammered and explained quickly.

I... I didn't participate in this matter... This is the project team that Alzu is in charge of, and I'm just in charge of the daily operation of this research facility...

What a bunch of beasts. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help cursing.

Ignoring Tomiler's explanation, Fang Chang looked at the researchers in Bei Dao and said.

I have a general understanding of the situation, and I will arrange for people to take you home later.

Looking at the joyful faces, he paused, then continued.

As for whether you were coerced or joined here for your own reasons, we will also arrange special personnel to investigate. Please rest assured that we will not wrong a good person, but we will never let one go Bad guys, I hope you understand this.

Hearing this sentence, everyone quickly expressed their opinions.

Please rest assured, we will definitely cooperate with the investigation!

Our family can testify for us!

As long as we can get out of this ghost place quickly...no matter what!

Fang Chang nodded, arranged for personnel to register their identities, and then ordered Tomiler to lead his party and continue walking towards the depths of the shelter.

This place will be taken over by the staff of the scientific expedition team, and players like them don't need to worry too much.

Before evacuating from here, he wanted to see what kind of hell the fifth underground floor was like...

...

The captain's cabin on the Ironheart.

After several hours of waiting, Chu Guang, who was in command on the northern line, finally received the good news from the southern line.

In the light blue holographic image, Lao Bai reported to him excitedly.

...Dear Mr. Manager, our army has successfully controlled the Coast of Death, and cleared out the mutant lairs along the coast and the strategic facilities controlled by the Church of the Torch!

At present, the enemy's defensive force has been destroyed by our mechanized forces and air power, and the remaining remnants of the enemy are retreating to the realm of heaven far away from the coastline.

More than that, we have also established a defensive position and a temporary dock at the landing point on the coast of death. Soon this will become the bridgehead for us to transfer military supplies and personnel from the French Fries Port to the front line!

Very good! Chu Guang nodded approvingly, looked at Lao Bai standing in the holographic image and continued, Maintain the current rhythm and continue to expand our advantage on the southern front! Don't give our enemies any chance to counterattack!

His right fist knocked on the breastplate, and Lao Bai said excitedly.

yes!

At this stage of the war, everyone has seen the dawn of victory.

After the communication ended, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger to turn off the holographic screen, and leaned back on the chair.

Looking at Chu Guang who was in a good mood, Xiao Qi who was sitting on the pen holder said happily.

Congratulations, master. The southern front has finally made progress. If we continue to develop at this rate, I feel that this war will end soon.

Hearing Xiao Qi's voice, Chu Guang smiled lightly, and took a sip from the teacup on the table.

I said a long time ago that from the moment the torch stood on the opposite side of the civilized world, their ultimate failure was already doomed... at most it was a matter of time.

Although it is a bit pretentious to say so, there was not much suspense about the outcome of this war from the very beginning. At most, the problem of how to deal with the aftermath gave him a headache for a while.

It wasn't just him, even the academy didn't have a good solution. The researchers in the Wandering Swamp even suggested that he use fire.

Even Heya felt that burning was the simplest and most direct method.

However, these seemingly unsolvable problems, with his little players active in the Baiyue Strait and the southern waters, have found new solutions.

Although the torch implanted the aggressive genes held by the brood of Qingquan City into Naguo, giving them the ability to devour other life, but in the end they still couldn't resist the fusion of the original strain on themselves.

At present, the B-type strain has been proven to have an inhibitory effect on the Naguo strain. Xiao Yu, who has fused the B-type strain and Shifengshan's mother nest, has obtained the grafting type B strain and its ability to inhibit pheromones, disintegrating the torch. The Kingdom of Heaven is only a matter of time.

Today, the torch itself, which is the primary contradiction, is no longer a concern. How to establish a new post-war order is gradually becoming a more urgent topic to be discussed at the Cohesion meeting.

Chu Guangneng noticed that not only the Willant people who benefited from the Gestalt life body project a long time ago, but also colleges and even enterprises are full of interest in the biotechnology mastered by the Torch Church.

If the spoils are not evenly distributed, there may be another war, but if some technologies are allowed to spread, it may also cause huge troubles.

He might have to talk to the higher ups of the academy about it.

Plus, not just balancing the postwar order

How to continue to maintain the unity of the cohesion, and continue to move forward with the forces of the survivors who have finally united, is also a big challenge for the alliance.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about his next move, the disciplinary team of the referee court who had retreated from Fort Town finally withdrew to the territory of the kingdom of heaven.

The thick gray fog was a natural camouflage, and the mycelium of Nago that penetrated into the soil was enough to block the advance of the Alliance landing force.

But hunters are well aware that this is not foolproof.

Since the alliance was able to use the artificially improved mutant slime mold to erode the territory of the kingdom of heaven on the northern front, there is no reason why it cannot do the same thing on the southern front.

At present, the alliance has established a temporary dock on the Hainan line, and soldiers wearing exoskeletons will continue to land behind them.

There is not much time left for them.

Leaving his subordinates at the logistics base, the hunter went to the sanctuary where the Son of God was alone, and reported to the Son of God the capture of Arzu's body and the fall of refuge No. 182.

After hearing the report from his confidants, the Holy Son who was sitting on the chair was silent for a while, and then spoke slowly.

I see, you go down first.

The hunter was slightly taken aback.

He thought that the Holy Son would give him a new task, but he didn't expect that what he waited in the end was just such a simple sentence.

He didn't get up to leave, and couldn't help asking.

You...don't need me to do anything?

He still has twenty-two brothers under him, and he can still continue to fight!

Not just him.

Or other members of the Tribunal, and the Knights loyal to the Torch... They all still have the power to fight! The church just lost a beach, and they haven't thrown in the towel!

However, he felt a hint of giving up from the voice of the Holy Son—as if they were powerless to return to heaven, and no one could save their heaven!

He has dedicated his whole life to the ideal of the kingdom of heaven descending on the mortal world, and he cannot accept such an ending no matter what!

Looking at the hunter with burning eyes, the Holy Son knew what he was thinking, so he spoke gently.

My child, I know you can continue to fight, but at this stage of the war, the outcome cannot be reversed by winning or losing in one or two battles.

The Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province has a fatal flaw, and the remnants of the old era have found a way to crack it... This is indeed our mistake.

It stands to reason that even if they reach out to Baiyue Province and find the original strain of Naguo, as long as we find a way to repair the genetic defect of Naguo before them, we can invalidate the cards in their hands. Unfortunately, Yes, we ended up being one step slower.

Luo Gan, who was conducting experiments in Jinhe City, was actually on the verge of victory.

However, just before the Kingdom of Heaven completely descended on Jinhe City, the alliance suddenly interrupted their plan.

To this day he is still amazed by that incident.

The most invasive brood in the wasteland is right above their heads, and before those people have even solved their own problems, they are free to send reinforcements to people they have never met.

He had to admit that the manager of Vault 404 was indeed a visionary leader, at least more courageous than the manager he had seen before.

But having said that, if Seven Willard is really that kind of person, Vault 117 may not come to the point of falling apart.

Looking at Lord Shengzi whose thoughts seemed to drift away, the hunter couldn't help but speak.

Could it be... are we just sitting there waiting to die?

Concentrating on Piaoyuan's thoughts, Shengzi looked at him with interest, and said.

Why do you think we're sitting around waiting to die?

The hunter lowered his head and said.

The coalition forces of the cohesion body are constantly compressing our living space... If this trend continues, we have no chance of winning.

This is not only his opinion, many of his fighters also think so-they are going further and further on a path that is doomed to failure.

Looking at his confidant who bowed his head, the Holy Son thought for a while before continuing.

If you're talking about the Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province, its collapse is indeed hard to recover, but that doesn't mean we've lost.

But if you're talking about our ideals, it's too early to talk about victories and defeats.

The kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province can only be regarded as a failed attempt, which does not prove that their ideal of ascension to a higher life form is wrong.

The hunter raised his head suddenly, and looked at the Holy Son sitting in front of him with fiery eyes, a gleam of hope gradually appeared in his eyes.

...you have other cards, don't you?

He knows it!

They are not so easy to lose!

Looking at the eyes of a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw, the corner of Shengzi's mouth couldn't help but curled up into a smile that couldn't help.

hole card...

Can that thing be called a trump card?

But that can be regarded as a helpless way of retreat... Even before this, he never thought that he would use it one day.

His eyes fell on the wall clock on the wall of the conference room, and at that moment he thought of many, many things—especially the old people in Vault 117.

The pioneers have already set off.

It's almost time for him to hit the road...