This Game Is Too Realistic

As the most elite Mechanized Infantry Company of the Burning Corps entered the battlefield, the precarious situation for the first battalion was instantly reversed.

In the shattered ruins, the light red arc light kept flickering, and every time it flickered, a heavy infantry was split open by the hot metal jet!

Lao Bai, who was carrying a hot-melt cutting ax, and a child, chopped the power armor of the Holy Light Knights with a few clicks, and tore a gap from the latter's front line!

The team of the Holy Light Knights was quickly divided into two parts, and they became a mess in the dark and narrow ruins.

The whole battle turned into a one-sided massacre!

Not only that, but the Yunfly Oropter, which was ambushing near the urban area, also launched an attack!

Under the guidance of the firepower of the ground troops, the rockets mounted in the rocket pod came out in full force, and with deafening explosions, the flank positions of the Holy Light Knights were instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames!

The scorching air waves even melted the steel buried in the concrete, and the corpses covered with exoskeletons lay staggered.

Looking at the countless casualties of his comrades in an instant, the head of the Knights of the Holy Light cast his eyes of hatred on the Dragon Cavalry carrying a hatchet, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

...Long live the Kingdom of Heaven!

His pupils gradually turned scarlet, hot white mist drifted out from his mouth, the skin all over his body twisted as if scalded by boiling water, and flesh-red hyphae spread out. It is integrated with the armor covering the whole body.

He offered his all to heaven, including his mind and flesh, in exchange for supreme power.

He who has fused the unstable gene stock solution has completely turned into a monster at this moment.

But he doesn't care anymore.

If he can't watch the heaven descending on the ground under his feet, then he will die at the last second when the heaven collapses!

Roar--!

A furious roar echoed in the ruins, he rushed towards the dragoon power armor with clumsy steps, pouring all the strength of his body into the twisted right arm.

The scarlet tentacles protruding from his right arm were like a sharp spear, stabbing fiercely amidst his furious roar!

He has 100% confidence that he can tear the ant with its arms blocking the car into pieces!

However, seeing the scarlet tentacles about to collide with the dragoon power armor, something he couldn't believe happened happened.

The humble hatchet slammed into his face with incredible speed.

clang--!

In a trance, he only heard a heavy blunt sound piercing through the steel in front of his forehead, and then the scalding magma-like heat poured into his Tianling Cap, completely extinguishing what little consciousness he had left.

rest in peace.

Looking at the dead monster in front of him, Lao Bai scribbled down this sentence, and kicked him aside.

The sound of firefighting in the ruins continued, but the battle had already come to an end.

After exhausting the last paladin, the Knights of the Holy Light were quickly annihilated.

The only remaining pressure was on the Yandong clan.

Facing the increasingly ferocious offensive of the players, even if there are thousands of mutants in the ruins, it is becoming more and more difficult to resist.

After all, this is not Ten Peaks Mountain, and there are no winding tunnels for them to circle and hide.

However, the one or two-meter-thick concrete dome is like paper in front of the 155mm ground penetrating bombs, and the Union shells seem to have eyes, and they can often be blown up like wheat by a heavy shell. Pour a slice.

Seeing that more and more subordinates were killed in battle, the flames of war finally reached under his eyebrows. Even Borudo Yandong had ten thousand people in his heart who were unwilling to face this group of terrifying guys, but he had no choice but to stand up bravely.

Wearing heavy bulletproof armor designed by Beijima Heavy Industries, it held a 10mm assault rifle in its hand, and swept towards the alliance's positions.

The bullets fired smashed the entire concrete wall into slag, exposing the steel bars inside.

However, the soldiers of the alliance were not behind, and they hid aside early.

A 19mm bolt bomb hit Borudo's shoulder, and the hot metal jet burned through his shoulder bone, causing him to let out a painful scream.

With the mutant's terrifying vitality and recovery ability, this little damage was obviously not enough to kill it, but the first bolt bomb that hit its shoulder was also just the beginning.

The bullets fired rained down on it, blasting a series of sparks on the armor.

Unable to withstand the intensive offensive, Borudo could only flee back behind the bunker in embarrassment.

However, what it didn't expect was that this retreat could not be stopped completely, and it and its subordinates were directly driven into the depths of the lair by the fierce firepower.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Borudo was also completely red-eyed, and once again roared and rushed out of the bunker.

Yandong will never surrender! Never!

The deafening roar didn't scare anyone, even the players who besieged it didn't take it seriously at all.

As soon as he raised his hand and sent an RPG to hit him, the sixth child in the corner cursed unceremoniously.

Who the hell asked you if you voted or not, hurry up and die!

The armor-piercing projectile dragged a slender white smoke, and blasted Borudo's chest impartially.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the hot metal jet directly poked a big hole in his body.

Ahhh!!

Borudo roared in pain, the index finger of his right hand was still holding the trigger tightly, and the rifle in his hand was firing suddenly, but the hit rate was getting more and more touching.

At this moment, it is like a beast that has fallen into a trap, and it can only struggle uselessly on the edge of the cage.

In the end, it ended up the same as many other bosses that players had killed countless times. With an unwilling roar, it swallowed its last breath, fell heavily to the ground, and ended its sinful life.

With the death of the patriarch, the Yandong clan's last will to resist was also forcibly snuffed out.

Looking at the bullet holes engraved on the wall and the corpses scattered all over the place, the players standing on the ruins could only feel blood rolling in their chests.

They won!

They not only won this battle, defeated the once invincible opponent, but also won the final victory of the whole war - expel the torch that spread chaos and plague from this land !

The hearty joy makes people can't help but immerse themselves in it, and the plasma sticking to the exoskeleton is like a medal of honor.

Countless people of insight from south to north fought bloody battles, and at this moment finally came to a result——

Long live the Alliance!

I don't know who took the lead in shouting such a voice, and the blood-thrilling shouts suddenly erupted one after another on the battlefield.

Long live the manager!!

Aww!!

The dawn rising from the horizon dispelled the last haze that enveloped the city.

Until then, many people suddenly realized that they had been fighting all night.

After confirming that no remaining enemies survived on the battlefield, Lao Bai arranged for personnel to recover the equipment of the fallen teammates and the trophies dropped by the enemies, while simply counting the casualties of each team.

The casualties of the first battalion can only be described as tragic. There were originally a full staff of 400 people, but now there are only more than 50 left, and most of them are injured.

Although originally planned, as a feint attack force, they were ready to sacrifice all their members, but seeing such casualty data still makes one's scalp tingle.

As for the mechanized infantry company led by Lao Bai, only 30 people were killed and seriously injured, including six heavy units wearing power armor, which shows how brutal this battle is!

But relatively, the results of the Burning Corps in this battle are also remarkable.

A total of 5,221 mutants were killed, including 200 named warriors and various extreme mutants.

In addition, 437 Torch extremists were killed by players in the battle.

In addition to the heads obtained in the battle, the player also found a large number of black boxes in the No. 20 shelter.

Among them are not only the black boxes used to synthesize bionic organs that Torch took from Vault 117, but also some that Torch got from other places.

For example, the black box used to synthesize the optical camouflage plug-in, and the black box used to generate the Destroyer I exoskeleton, etc.

Although the alliance's current industrial capabilities no longer need to rely on black boxes, and even sophisticated and complex equipment such as power armor can be self-produced and self-developed, but obviously no one will reject this convenient and easy-to-use wish-making machine.

In addition, even the alliance has something that cannot be produced.

Such as bionic organs and chips.

Aside from the black boxes, the Alliance's biggest harvest was the 571 researchers captured in Vault 20.

Some of them are blue coats from other shelters, and a very small number are E and D-level prospectors of the academy, and even D-level researchers!

Torch has always made a distinction in its treatment of captives.

For knowledgeable captives, they will generally be reused.

After all, the kingdom of heaven is a systematic project, and it is impossible to rely on only a dozen pioneers to complete it. It is necessary to have low-level researchers engaged in those basic research work.

Only wastelanders who are worthless will be fed Naguo and sent to mutants as seedbeds for breeding.

In order to facilitate management, the Torch locked almost all of the top brains they collected from the wasteland in the No. 20 shelter, which is also convenient for players to explode gold coins.

Standing on the Viper transport plane, Karen, who had connected her consciousness to the bionic man, looked at Fang Chang uneasily and asked anxiously.

...You guys will help me repair my body, right?

Of course, we will do what we say. Standing outside the cabin, Fang Chang said concisely.

There was still a hint of disbelief in Karen's eyes, but she had no other better way than trusting these people right now.

Seeing that the plane was about to take off, she said as if she had thought of something.

Wait, don't you guys get on the plane together?

Fang Chang: We still have things to do while staying here.

Kallen: I can actually stay and help, anyway, my brain can't go here—

Looking at this guy who talked endlessly, Fang Chang sighed and explained patiently.

There is someone who wants to see you. In order to make her feel at ease, I must trouble you to meet her first.

Caroline looked at him blankly.

who?

Heya.

Heya...that's the name again, Kallen had a distressed expression on her face, holding her head in her hands, her fingers entangled in her hair, I told you I didn't know her at all...

Fang Chang: Okay, stop complaining, she is probably the only one who can help you now.

Caroline looked at him and asked cautiously.

...Didn't you say you would help me?

I want to help you, but unfortunately my knowledge of biology is limited to the point in the textbook...

Not wanting to listen to this guy's nonsense anymore, Fang Chang gestured towards the cockpit.

Bon Voyage.

The pilot gave him a thumbs up, and then started the engine.

Wait, wait a minute—

Kallen wanted to say something more, but the tumbling air quickly stuffed her words back into her mouth.

After seeing this guy off, Fang Chang turned and returned to the battlefield that was being cleaned.

The transport plane sent another wave of airdrops before, and the airdrop boxes were filled with not only bullets with three times the standard amount of ammunition, but also boxes with three times the standard amount of rice.

The appetite of the awakened people is far beyond ordinary people, not to mention that the players present have just experienced a big battle.

Many people were so hungry that they dismantled the airdrop box and squatted on the ground to cook.

Fang Chang also went to get a boxed lunch, and just as he opened the chopsticks, he saw Lao Liu walking towards him in the corner.

We saw from the drone in the sky that there is a troop approaching us from the northwest, only 10 kilometers away from us, and the size is about a regiment.

Picking up a piece of roast chicken with chopsticks and throwing it into his mouth, Fang Chang asked casually.

Enemy or friendly?

The sixth child in the corner: It's the Legion.

Legion...

Fang Chang frowned slightly.

It seems that the commotion last night was still too much, and this thousand-man team may have set off for a while.

I see, let me handle it.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the lunch box and started digging vigorously, finishing the whole bowl in threes and fives. Then he opened the map on the vm, found Lao Bai's location and walked over.

At this moment, Lao Bai is in the nearby ruins.

While cleaning the battlefield just now, they found a dungeon deep in the mutant position.

At first, the players thought that the Yandong Clan moved from Shifeng Mountain to this area not long ago, so there should be no time to capture any prisoners.

What's more, the survivors in Haiya Province were all torched by Tutu, and no one caught them, so they didn't expect to find any mutant dungeons here.

However, when the player cleaning the battlefield lifted the cover, everyone was taken aback by the situation in the dungeon.

I saw that tens of thousands of people were packed in that not-so-large space!

Among them were men, women, and children...but no old man could be seen.

Most of them have yellow and thin faces, their eyes are cloudy and dull, and there is no trace of life on their numb faces, as if they have been tortured.

Judging from their appearance, I am afraid that they have not been here for a day or two, at least a year and a half.

There is no doubt that most of these people are survivors of Haiya Province!

Maybe it was for the purpose of experiments, maybe it was to support those mutants, in short, the Church of the Torch did not drive out all the local survivors, but kept a few.

After understanding the situation of the dungeon, Lao Bai immediately reported the discovery of the front line to the rear, and then transferred the players who were cleaning the battlefield to the dungeon, giving priority to solving the difficulties of the survivors.

It just so happened that there was still a surplus of airdropped supplies, and after they transferred the survivors out of the dungeon in batches, they distributed some of the extra food to those people.

Maybe it's been too long since they haven't eaten human food. When the survivors were given box lunches, they didn't know what to eat for a while.

Some of the first people who came back to their senses carefully held the spoons, scooped up the food and stuffed it into their mouths. Tears choked up in their eyes for a while.

Thank you... thank you so much, I really don't know how to thank you.

Looking at the benefactor who saved him from the mutants and gave him food back, the ragged man spoke incoherently, wishing he could hit the benefactor in front of him on the ground on the spot.

Hastily grabbing the survivor's arm, the murderous dagger said with a smile.

You're welcome, this matter is just a matter of little effort for us.

It's a little effort for you, but it's a life-saving grace for me! The man said emotionally, My name is Li Junming, and I'm a survivor from the nearby Liushu Village. If you can use me in the future, please just ask... By the way, I forgot to ask, may I ask who you are?

I'm...uh, you can call me Killer. Not wanting to explain his ID, Killer coughed in embarrassment, regretting that he didn't choose a normal name, and quickly changed the subject. Actually, you don't need to thank me, we are all fighters of the alliance, if you want to thank, thank the alliance!

The alliance is...

There was a trace of bewilderment in the man's eyes, obviously he had never heard of this word.

But no wonder.

When the Torch completely conquered the Haiya Province, not to mention the Alliance, even the Dawn City had not yet been born, and the entire Qingquan City was still the territory of the Boulder City.

Haiya Province is located in a remote area, and at most, it may have some people-to-people contacts with the settlements in the southern part of Jinchuan Province, and they may not necessarily know where the Boulder City is.

Killer Dagger said with a smile.

That's right, the alliance, the alliance of all survivors united, our goal is to end this terrible wasteland... In short, you are saved, and we will take you out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

The Overlord transport aircraft does not have the function of vertical take-off and landing, and it is not realistic to use an aircraft to transfer them.

However, it is not far from the coastline, only about 100 kilometers.

Now that the torch's base camp has been taken away by them, it's the same to wait here for the ground troops to push over, and then use trucks to transfer these survivors to the coastline.

According to past practice, the alliance will probably build a new settlement near the coastline to house survivors displaced by the torch.

Standing on the edge of this group of survivors, Lao Bai suddenly noticed a half-grown boy in the crowd staring at him intently.

Or rather, staring at the blood-stained power armor on his body.

Sure enough, guns and mechs are the romance of men, no matter in reality or in the game.

Seeing a trace of longing in the eyes of the child who was alone, Lao Bai walked over and squatted in front of the boy, untied the mask of the helmet, and said with a friendly smile.

My name is Lao Bai, what's your name?

...Wang Rui.

Where are your parents?

died.

Lao Bai thought for a while, but he didn't know how to comfort the child.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, smiled and rubbed the little guy's head.

Wait here for a while.

After speaking, he stood up, walked to the place where the equipment of the fallen teammates was piled up, picked out an exoskeleton that was so damaged that it was almost impossible to repair, and removed the Medal of the Burning Legion from the broken bulletproof breastplate.

Generally speaking, when players purchase standard equipment, they will make some DIY logos on the equipment to increase identity recognition.

For example, the badge of the Burning Corps is composed of a flame-shaped flag and a power armor standing in the flames——

That is, they are always ready to burn themselves for the alliance, and they will always appear on the most dangerous battlefield.

After returning to the boy's side, Lao Bai handed the medal to the boy's hand.

I'm sorry to hear what happened to your parents, but all we can do is save those who are still alive... This is our badge, and I hope it can bring you some courage in your future life.

The boy who received the badge widened his eyes, looked at the soldier who called himself Old Bai in surprise, opened and closed his mouth for a long time before stammering.

Is it okay to give it to me?

He liked this gift very much, but felt that it was too expensive, so he was embarrassed to accept it.

What does it matter? When we are no longer here, we will have to rely on you to pass it on.

Lao Bai grinned, patted the boy on the shoulder encouragingly, and then gave him a slight push.

Go and stay with your people and give us comfort for those who are still hurting from the past. You may have to stay here for two or three days, and then we will send someone to transfer you to a safe place.

Blushing and saying thank you, the boy held the badge of honor in his palm and squeezed it tightly, then turned and trotted away.

Watching the little guy disappear into the crowd, Lao Bai smiled and clapped his hands, then got up from the ground.

He always felt that he seemed to have done something familiar to the manager just now.

But it seems normal.

The so-called near vermilion is red.

Humans are social animals. If we stay together for a long time, we will learn from and influence each other more or less.

He had taken them himself to change the wasteland before, now it was up to them to do it themselves.

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind him.

I'm afraid it's a little difficult for NPCs to inherit our regiment. After all, they only have one life, and we all learn the skills of skydiving from falling to death.

Seeing Fang Chang coming from behind, Lao Bai smiled heartily and said.

Haha, it makes sense for you to say that, but I think it is precisely because they have only one life that we can better pass on our tradition.

oh?

Lao Bai grinned and continued.

Life and death are human beings, and stones are the ones who don't change. They are the people who really belong to this world. We are just passers-by after all... That's how I feel.

Maybe, although my feeling is exactly the opposite of yours, I feel more and more like a person in this world.

Instead of continuing on this topic, Fang Chang ended the topic with an ambiguous sentence, and then continued.

Let's get down to business, the Legion is here.

Lao Bai raised his eyebrows slightly.

So fast?

Well, Fang Chang nodded, and said with a serious expression, It's probably because they noticed us the moment we started.