This Game is Too Real Chapter 265

   Chapter 265 The answer is to sell gas masks? !

   "The lobby is safe!"

   The three teams that broke into the building quickly took control of the hall. Group C set up a defense line around the elevator and shot and killed the gnaws who were attracted by the movement in the hall.

   Xiaomengxin, who was in charge of transporting supplies, ran in from the direction of the main entrance with a backpack full of ammunition and explosives.

   "Ammo!"

"Thanks!"

   The next door Pharaoh picked up a backpack, opened the zipper, glanced at it, and threw it to the battlefield atmosphere team waiting by the elevator entrance.

   "Brothers! It's up to you!"

   "OK!"

  The battlefield guy wearing heavy equipment shoved his backpack to the darkest me, and walked to the entrance of the elevator shaft, stretched out two big hands, and blocked the half-closed elevator door.

The output power of the   Miner I exoskeleton is increased to the maximum.

   I just heard the rusted door squeak overwhelmed, and was quickly opened to a passage for one person to enter.

   An agility player from Group B leaned in, raised his rifle and checked the entrance, then made a safe gesture.

   "The channel is clear!"

"receive--"

  The battlefield guy held his breath, his arms continued to exert force, the elevator door kept shaking, and the steel plate welded to the exoskeleton trembled along with it.

  Kakarot saw that the elevator door had not opened for a long time, so he quickly turned on the talent of the power system, and also stepped forward to help. With the combined efforts of the two, the heavy elevator door was finally torn down.

   "MMP! This door is too strong!" The Battlefield Atmosphere Team let out a long breath, raised his arm and wiped his forehead.

   I was the darkest standing next to me. I was still studying the backpack in my hand. I opened the zipper and looked at it repeatedly for a long time.

   "What's in it?"

   Strange Shen!

  The battlefield guy said with a smile.

   "17 kilograms of explosives, you can be careful."

   I was stunned the most.

   "17kg...what is the concept?"

  Kakarot: "Equivalent to two rounds of 155."

   I was dazed at the darkest, and obviously didn't understand what 155 meant.

   However, some of the more punishing players understood it, and subconsciously moved to the side, and cursed inwardly.

   Without wasting time, the Battlefield Atmosphere team patted my darkest shoulder, motioned him to stop playing, and led the team into the elevator shaft.

  The space in the elevator shaft is quite spacious.

  The elevator car probably fell to the floor below, but there is no shortage of places to stay in the well. There are not only spare magnetic rails and steel cables, but also climbing ladders, which are probably used by people who repair elevators.

  The fieldman put the survival rope woven from devil silk on the wire rope, reached out and pulled down the ladder embedded in the wall, seeing that it could withstand the weight of the exoskeleton, and then moved all the center of gravity to the ladder with confidence.

   "Our mission is very simple, just like the spring LYB said, from the elevator shaft to the 43rd floor, and then blasting down vertically!"

   I swallowed the darkest.

   "We just climb up like this?"

   Another team member patted his shoulder with a smile.

   "What are you afraid of? You won't be tired! At most, it will be a little troublesome."

The claim that    will not get tired is not accurate.

  The accumulation of lactic acid in the muscles will also make players feel heavy, weak, and slow to move. What is shielded is only the accompanying soreness.

   However, compared to killing all the way up, it is still much less difficult to break through vertically from the elevator shaft.

  Due to the cloud of spores, all the gnaws from several streets and even the nearby subway station were attracted to the vicinity of the building.

   And those stairs and corridors that can reach the 41st floor are the places with the highest concentration of spores!

   Just now, the warlord took the time to take a look at the entrance of the safe passage at the back of the elevator shaft, and found that the situation there was so tragic that it could only be described by the word "sea of ​​bones and bones".

   It turns out that having a reliable commander makes people feel very secure!

  It took a lot of time to climb the forty-story high-rise building with bare hands.

   I was exhausted in the middle of the journey, so I could only rest for a while by hanging with a survival rope, and then continue climbing when I had enough rest.

   When Team A successfully arrived on the 43rd floor, it was already four in the afternoon.

   Take a break at the elevator shaft entrance on the 43rd floor.

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team installed 300g explosives on the elevator door and continued to move up to the 46th floor with the team, and then detonated the detonator.

  Boom——!

   With a loud noise, the elevator door was blasted and flew out, and the blast wave was involved in the elevator shaft.

  The five players of group A quickly descended the height, and broke into the 43rd floor of the building from the open elevator door. With the deafening roar, groups of gnaws rushed over from both sides of the corridor.

   "Fire!!"

   Muzzle jets fire tongues!

  The sound of gunfire was loud in the corridor, bullets swept like a gust of wind and rain, and the gnawers fell one after another like reaping wheat.

   For a while, the corridors were filled with flesh and blood, and stumps and broken arms were all over the floor!

   However, even with the fierce firepower of the players, the surging army of predators still rushes up like a tide!

  At this moment, there was a thunderous explosion outside the building.

   A round of high-explosive bombs drilled into the broken floor-to-ceiling windows and slammed into the corridor, and the dense formation of gnaws instantly collapsed!

   "Quick! Move fast!"

   The Battlefield Atmosphere Team shouted loudly, pulled out a grenade and threw it towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.

   With a bang, more gnaws fell!

   Group A and his party were not interested in fighting, they shifted their positions while maintaining firepower, and quickly moved to the target room.

   Columns of graphite-colored glass doors are displayed in the room, dividing the area into sections with different functions.

  This should be an office area or something!

Raising the muzzle and killing the rushing gnaw, the battlefield atmosphere team quickly found the target location on the map, and then took out the pre-prepared explosives from the backpack I handed to me, and put it on the floor in a circle, Carefully pulled out the insurance.

   "3kg of dynamite! It should make a hole in the ground!"

   "Everyone pay attention to concealment and shout when you are ready!"

   The other four players shouted in high spirits.

"receive!"

   squatted in the corner and held a table in front of him. The Battlefield Atmosphere Team took out the detonator and squeezed it lightly with the palm of his hand.

  Boom——!

   With a deafening explosion, the shock wave of the explosion and the hot air wave swept the entire office area!

  The players quickly came to the center of the explosion.

  Concrete and floor tiles have been blasted to crumbs, and only a few are still hanging from the bent-down steel skeleton.

   Seeing the situation in front of him, the hearts of the Battlefield Atmosphere Team suddenly sank slightly.

  Although they successfully blasted the downward passage, the destructive effect of the explosion was far less than expected. Three kilograms of explosives...

   In reality, blowing up a small house is enough!

   "Damn it! Is this house so solid?" I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

   Body Stroke Master Cai: "It may be difficult to blow up the entire ceiling... Let Team B bring the fuel up."

   The battlefield atmosphere team nodded solemnly.

"it is good."

   Communication channel for brief exchanges.

   Team A returned to the elevator shaft, fixed the winch at the entrance of the elevator shaft, and threw the rope down the elevator shaft.

   The winch turns!

   Soon, fifty liters of biomass fuel was hoisted up!

After the    fuel was in place, Group A returned to the blasting point again, and quickly descended to the 42nd floor by blasting the gapped ceiling.

   The situation here is completely different from the 43rd floor!

  The spacious office area is full of brown and dark red slime molds, the air is filled with high concentrations of spores, and the soles of shoes are actually sticky, like stepping on moss.

   The visibility here is less than five meters!

   And at this moment, under their feet, is the mother's nest that is taking shape!

   "...how do I feel like I got into the belly of a different species."

   I swallowed the darkest, raised the rifle in my hand, and carefully inspected every corner of the room with the muzzle.

   The moment he got down from the ceiling just now, he felt a strong unease in his heart.

   However, this sense of crisis came from all directions, so that he could not judge at all where the real fatal crisis came from.

  The battlefield atmosphere team skillfully placed explosives on the ground and removed the safety catch.

   "Your intuition is very accurate. If we don't want to become the excrement of the mother's nest, we'd better move faster."

   The player crouched on the ground put away the test tube.

   "The sample has been recovered!"

   Another player said.

   "Explosives are being planted!"

   The team members have a clear division of labor and perform their respective duties. Soon, more than half of the task has been completed, and only the last few explosives need to be placed.

   However, at this moment, a low hissing growl suddenly came from a corner of the darkness.

   Hearing the low roar, everyone was horrified, and immediately raised the muzzle in their hands and pointed in the direction of the sound.

   There was no time to think about what it was, and the Battlefield Atmosphere Team ordered it immediately.

   "Fire!"

   The gun head shoots flames!

  The flames of the muzzle illuminated the darkness and fog, and the bullets rushed towards the direction where the sound came from.

   And at this moment, the players finally discovered in horror that the figure standing in the darkness turned out to be a tyrant!

   The nearly four-meter-high body is like a rotten rotten wood, but the **** armor that is so thick has a protective power no less than that of steel.

The    bullet hit the tyrant, like a stone hitting the swamp, only rolling up a string of small splashes.

"Roar……!"

   With a painful roar, the tyrant actually forcibly withstood the fire from the swarms, his legs rushed forward, and his claws were violently swung out.

  Being caught off guard, I was slapped on my darkest chest.

   The bulletproof vest was cracked by the direct hit!

   Hearing the old black groan, the whole person flew up, his back smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows that had been in disrepair, and fell outside the building.

"what--"

   The screams went away, accompanied by a faint "Zhuo!".

   Team A has lost one member!

   The players spread out quickly, trying to distract the Tyrant with crossfire and keep it from getting close to the harvest.

   At this moment, the call of Commander Spring Water came from the communication channel.

   "What's going on over there!? How did I see someone flying out?"

The    finger clenched the trigger tightly, and the Battlefield Atmosphere team scolded: "We met a tyrant! What you saw just now was the darkest of me! Damn, can you hit it there?"

Commander    Spring Water: "It can be beaten, but we can't see what's going on there at all! The concentration of spores is too high!"

   The dense cloud of spores is like a gel, blocking almost all sight.

   Random fire will only accidentally injure teammates!

   In the blink of an eye, another player was killed.

   In just one minute, Team A has lost two people!

   Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "MMP! 7mm can't beat this thing at all! If we continue to fight like this, we all have to go back to our hometown!"

  The spring suddenly had an idea.

   "Quick! Mark me!"

   Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Mark?"

   "Incendiary! Mark it with incendiary!"

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team immediately understood the meaning of the spring water, and promptly pulled out the Molotov cocktail hanging from his waist.

   "Suppress it!" Shouting to his teammates, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team seized the opportunity and smashed the Molotov cocktail at the tyrant.

  The instant burst of firepower briefly restricted the tyrant's movement, and the Molotov cocktail hit its forehead impartially.

  The flames rise!

   The tyrant let out a furious roar.

  The lit it struggled to put out the fire on its body, and at the same time, four armor-piercing incendiary bombs dragging flames drilled in from the French window, and three of them hit its shoulders and abdomen fiercely.

  The flames and smoke continued to blow out, and the three armor-piercing incendiary bombs that hit the target were like nails on fire, stuck on the tyrant's body.

   The enraged tyrant rampaged in the office area, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but to no avail.

   At this time, another player in charge of placing the explosives had already placed the last piece of explosives.

   In addition, the oil drum used to clean up the slime mold was also rolled into the center of the room.

   "Prepare to withdraw!"

   The player shouted, and took the lead to retreat to the ceiling with the hole, and climbed up on the table.

"receive!"

   The other two also responded and retreated towards the broken ceiling.

   Back on the 43rd floor, the three of them rampaged all the way, rushing towards the elevator shaft.

   Hanging the survival rope on the wire rope, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team jumped and descended towards the bottom of the floor.

   "Brothers, sit tight!"

   The voice fell, and he squeezed the detonator in his hand.

   There was a light click, accompanied by a deafening sound, the fire of the explosion shot into the sky, and the ferocious shock wave instantly shattered the concrete between the 42nd and 41st floors!

  The flames and heat waves raged like a tsunami, swallowing the upper and lower floors, and even rushed into the corridor and into the elevator shaft!

   The whole building seems to be shaking!

"Hold!"

   "I feel the elevator shaft shaking!"

   "You can't **** press it later!"

  The people in the elevator shaft were shaken to death. Fortunately, the survival rope was so strong that they almost didn't fall down like dumplings.

   The battlefield atmosphere team wearing the exoskeleton was slightly better, and smiled awkwardly after stabilizing his body.

   "I'm afraid the signal will be bad if you go further down!"

   All small players: "@#%!"

  The elevator shaft is filled with beautiful Mandarin.

   At this moment, the east side of the building.

   Commander Quan Shui, holding a telescope in his hand, was standing in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the 41st floor where the smoke billowed.

   A fire broke out on the dark red walls, and black smoke replaced the thick gray-green fog.

  Even if you are hundreds of meters away, you can still feel the scorching heat...

   "Although it is slightly different from the plan, it should be dead and can't die again." Commander Spring Water put down the telescope.

   smothers the brood in its cradle before it forms, and should dampen the strength of the wave.

but……

   The cloud of spores gathered around this place, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat in a short time.

  Commander Quan Shui glanced at the north, and couldn't help frowning. The endless cloud seemed to be brewing a torrential rain.

   The player lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard his words.

   "Can we stop the flag?"

   said, he pulled the trigger and filled a high-explosive round towards the 41st floor.

Commander    Spring Water hurriedly reminded him.

   "Don't use high-explosive bombs. Haven't you heard of explosions? Just fill up two incendiary bombs."

   It doesn't really matter if you make up or not.

   In the face of such a raging fire, the 20mm incendiary bomb is like a match thrown into the fire, and you can't even hear a sound.

   Building on the first floor.

   Team A returned to the team, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team and the two players behind them, along with the billowing smoke, got out of the open elevator door.

   The three of them were completely black, as if they had just rolled out of a coal mine.

  Kakarot went up to help the battlefield man and asked excitedly.

   "How are you, are you done?"

"It's done." Although he looked a little embarrassed, there was no embarrassment in the voice of the Battlefield Atmosphere Team, instead it was full of excitement, "The mother nest has been blown up! Damn, what is it when you come down from the elevator shaft? Stimulate!"

   The two teammates behind him heard it and couldn't help spraying.

   "Fuck! Are you so embarrassed?"

   "That's right! I was shaken and almost fell off!"

   The battlefield atmosphere team coughed dryly.

   "It doesn't matter! Just pass the level!"

   Kakarot counted the next men.

   "Why did you come back three?"

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team said casually: "One fell, and the other stayed on top."

   "The guy who fell down called me the darkest, right? It's really dark enough." The old king next door smashed his tongue, "Falling down from a forty-story building, the scene is so irritating..."

   The Battlefield Atmosphere Team moved in their hearts.

   "Where? I'll take a look!"

  Kakarot gave him a strange look.

   "It's all dead, what can I watch, the VM is broken."

   The Battlefield Atmosphere Team smiled embarrassedly and scratched the back of their head.

   "Mainly I haven't seen it before."

  Kakarot: "..."

   Pharaoh next door: "..."

  All players: "..."

   Is this what a human being should say?

at the same time.

   Outside the building.

   Chu Guang, who was standing on the pedestrian bridge, withdrew his gaze from the building that was billowing with thick smoke, and asked Heya who was standing beside him.

   "Is this a solution to the problem?"

  Heya stared at the building for a while, then nodded slowly.

   "It should be solved... The mutant slime mold is not resistant to high temperature, and the damage degree of the hatching room reaches more than 90%, which is basically irreparable damage."

  Vanus stared at the almost smashed corpse and a pool of blood on the road not far away, and couldn't help but reminded.

   "I think I saw something fall down just now."

   He was sure.

   The one who fell just now seems to be a person.

   But Chu Guang, who was standing beside him, didn't care, and just replied casually.

   "Small problem, not important."

   It's just a little active substance, even if you wake up, it's only two points.

  Is this a thing?

   Obviously not called!

  Vanus froze for a moment.

   He felt that his worldview and perception of the blue jacket had been turned upside down.

   And for the second time today...

  【Full server announcement: The mother nest of the new era data building has been cleared, and the wave strength has been weakened! Let's give a round of applause to the 20 players who participated in the battle! 】

  Official website forum.

   The most popular posts on the official website in the past two days are either the acceptance speeches by the newcomers or the discussions about the upcoming wave.

  Although the countdown on the official website is still 10 days away, most players have already felt the changes in Qingquan City with the naked eye.

  The gray-green clouds are spreading outward from the city center, and the rotting corpses wandering the streets are much stronger than before in terms of speed and strength.

  The crawlers who used to only travel through tunnels and ruins are appearing more and more frequently on the streets.

   In just two days, 4 hunting teams of 5 people have been destroyed, and the cause of death is, without exception, being surrounded by predators.

  Irena: "It's so exciting to hear what you said, I want to come back. (Funny

  Ye Shi: "Isn't Honghe Town exciting? (funny

  Irena: "It's okay, but it's too desolate here, I don't feel like Qingquan City is as fun."

   Elf King Fugui: "The main reason is that there is too little food, you understand."

  Irena: "Fuck off! (`Д*)9"

  Makabazi: "Hahahaha!"

  The war between the Red River Town, where a large number of mercenaries gathered, and the Snake Clan of the Bone-biting Tribe fell into a stalemate. The two sides dug trenches, built fortifications, bombarded each other, and began a brutal positional battle.

   I heard that the Snake Clan seems to be waiting for reinforcements from the Ya Clan. However, the Ya Clan's fighting power was completely restrained by the resistance organization in Xizhou City, and there was no way to spare it.

   Not only that, but there are also rumors that the plague broke out in Xizhou City due to the large number of dead corpses caused by the reign of terror of the predators.

   This rumor has been confirmed by the strongman.

   His power is expanding rapidly, and it is even slightly beyond his control...

   These mice are breeding too fast!

   Fang Chang: "Isn't there a wave in Xizhou City?"

It is difficult for a strong man: "No, compared with Qingquan City, Xizhou City can only be regarded as a relatively large small county. It may be because it is located in the hills, the buildings here are not very high, and the building density is not large, in turn, the vegetation is more It's quite lush. Rats, cockroaches, hyenas are the more common aliens here, and then there are burrowing beasts, myriad beasts... and some things I haven't seen before."

  Old Bai: "It feels like a satellite city next to a super first-tier city."

   What is difficult for a strong man: "You can understand it like this! (Show your teeth

   Kill the Chicken at Midnight: "There are no waves here in Yuanxi Town, but there are quite a few trees. (@ω@

  Tomato scrambled eggs: "Pfft, there's a wave of ghosts in your place, and there's no gnawing."

   Boredom to fight tigers: "I hope it won't affect the land I contracted, I just planted a crop of green peppers. T.T"

  Stop talking: "Don't affect my fishing! I'm not interested in waves, I just want to fish!"

Yaya: "Hey, it's too late to say that this wave has come... Fujiteng and I were shopping in the store, and we didn't buy anything, so we were forced to spend 40 chips to buy two gas masks... I feel that this chip is more expensive than silver coins. _:(□`"∠):_"

  The edge of the water: "Fuck?! Why is the mask so expensive? Need 40 chips?!"

  Tengteng: "Eh? Is it expensive to buy? (°ー°〃

   Edge stroke: "..."

  Debt big eyes: "The edge guy wants to say that he picked up a few plastic bottles in the garbage yard, got two pieces of gauze and a little activated carbon and made one, and it's really good. (Baring his teeth

  The fleeing mole rat in the canyon: "Gan!! Twenty chips for a mask? I really want to come back and do business! If I make tens of thousands of gas masks and get it to Boulder City, I won't make money directly?!"

   Gale: "Analyze the wave rationally, maybe you can make a fortune. But a mask is 20 chips... This is just being slaughtered as a fat sheep? (Khan

   Crow: "!!!"

  vine rattan: "Σ(°△°

   In fact, if you think about it for a while, you can see that twenty chips are equivalent to a week's income for ordinary people.

   is so expensive, how can ordinary people afford it?

  5~6 chips should be a relatively reasonable market price, and it is also a price that ordinary people can afford.

   Mole still lamented that he missed the chance to make a fortune.

   However, at this moment, WC, who had been silent for a long time, really had mosquitoes, and suddenly appeared from the forum.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   "Bring it to you!"

   (end of this chapter)

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