This Game is Too Real Chapter 565

  The mutants entrenched in Jinhe City have long been accustomed to the attack of the Iron Tower Organization, and this time seems to be no different from the last time.

  The two sides each dropped a dozen corpses, and it ended hastily after a big riot.

   But as Chu Guang guessed, the local mutant tribes are not the same as those in other places, and there are more people who are good at calculating.

  Three armed trucks were blown up, and nineteen mutant soldiers were killed, including a centurion who was 30% incarnated.

   For a group of guerrilla soldiers who even pieced together their equipment, this battle loss is obviously a bit suspiciously high.

   The next morning.

   A burly giant stands on the street in shambles.

He is more than three meters tall, as strong as a wild bear, his skin is green and black, half of his body is made of granite-like muscles, and the other half is made of steel soaked with oily luster and mottled rust. At first glance, it is difficult to distinguish whether it is blood Drives steel, or steel is controlled by flesh and blood.

  His name is Qi Gann, the leader of the secular faction of the Qi tribe, not only the strongest of the entire tribe, but also the undisputed highest authority.

   Looking at the tragically dead corpse in front of him, his brows twisted into two groups of centipedes, and something was brewing in the twinkling hole.

   At this time, an old mutant with a stature and a patterned cloth on his shoulders walked half a step to his side and said softly.

   "Missiles, Gaussian rifles, power armor, and planes are not like the handwriting of those stragglers. Eighty percent of the time, the humans in the north are eyeing us."

  The old man's name is Chi Gomo, the high priest of the Chi tribe, and he is over a hundred years old.

  In the Qi tribe, although most of the old priests are ancient ancestors, this Gomo is an exception, completely on the side of the younger secular sect.

   And this is one of the reasons why he can replace those reputable old antiques, become the high priest of the tribe, and gain the trust of Gann.

   "Where are they?" Gann asked in a deep voice.

   The voice did not fluctuate, but Gomo could still hear the anger brewing in it.

   He knew the lord too well.

   After all, he watched this kid grow up

  Gomo's eyes moved slightly and said in a very soft voice.

   "I heard that a few days ago, the apostles of the Torch Church went to a place called Dust Town in the north of Jinhe City to preach, but there was no news."

"In the entire surrounding area of ​​Jinhe City, there should be only the place called Dust Town that has not been put into the arms of the Holy Fire. Even the Pine Conewood Farm has become a puppet of the church, and there are only two or three hundred households in that village. It's impossible to be alone"

It is clear. Someone helped them.

   And who those people are is self-evident.

   Understood Gomo's bewildering advice, a cold smile curled up at the corners of Garn's mouth, and his scarlet gums revealed a bloodthirsty and cruel aura.

   "Ogg."

   His voice fell, and a tall, tall, heavily armored mutant warrior strode up to him, knelt down on one knee, and said in a loud voice.

   "What is the commander's order?"

  Gann took the map from Gomo's hand and glanced at it, then threw the map in the hands of the mutant warrior named Og, and ordered in a steady voice. …

   "You take five centurions and go to the settlement in the north called Dust Town to avenge your brother."

   "The humans there—"

   "Not one left!"

  The Torch Church hopes that they will take from the sheepfold in moderation, but since there is no sheepfold there, there is nothing to say.

   This is a necessary deterrent.

   He will make those who are disrespectful remember the price of disobeying them. Hearing the revenge for his brother, Oger's eyes immediately lit up with monstrous fighting intent and anger, and he grasped the wrinkled map in his hand.

   "Ogg!"

   Leaving the leader's side, Oger strode on the meteor to the open-top off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road, and yelled for the driver to drive to the military camp several kilometers away.

   Soon, a group of mutant soldiers who looked scruffy but had no beards assembled at the door. There were about 500 people in Wuyang and Wuyang.

   Standing halfway up from the open-top off-road vehicle, Oger grabbed a thigh-thick rifle and raised it high, shouting rudely.

   "Ogg!!"

   "Take you to slaughter the timid and ugly biped!"

   That rough roar seemed to carry a peculiar magic power, igniting countless pairs of children looking up at him.

   A group of mutant soldiers standing in front of the door raised their hands high, shouting excitedly and rudely for the upcoming killing.

   "Ogg!"

  In the Qi tribe, names are given special meanings.

  Only warriors who have been approved by the leader can be given a writable name, and only warriors who have made enough battles can have the tribal surname in front of their name.

   Calling your name in front of the battle means betting on your own honor and oath of victory.

   And shouting the general's name is a response to the oath!

   "Let's go!" Ogre waved his palm-sized hand.

   Under his simple and crude orders, the mutant soldiers roared and climbed into the bulky truck.

   Those who didn't squeeze into the car hummed and ran behind the truck, as if rushing to a banquet in a wine pond and a meat forest, for fear of running slow and falling.

   Overloaded trucks with welded rams and steel plates were crawling like snails, leading a group of green heads and black muzzles, and Wuyang rushed to the suburbs.

Eight armed off-road vehicles were cruising on the wings of the    large force, and the muscles the size of steamed buns filled the space in the vehicles.

  I have to say that the pattern of this march is quite "Goblin".

   But these "Oaks" obviously didn't notice that a drone was hovering over their heads and had been staring at them for a long time.

   On the other side, the town of Dust, fifty kilometers away, is now shrouded in a thin morning mist, still peaceful and peaceful.

  The survivors living here have never seen the "Viper" transport plane, a big guy that can fly and breathe fire, and they all regard the players who come down from above as the "Heavenly Soldiers" sent by the Emperor.

  The local residents seem to have formed a set of logic, or beliefs, that can justify themselves, and have no doubts about the Emperor who saved them and the Rat and Deer gods under the Emperor.

   "What the **** is the Emperor?!"

   learned the situation in the town from the town mayor, Ye Shi caught the garbage guy and asked, "And how did Lao Tzu become a genetic primarch?!"…

   Picking Lavkun awkwardly glared at me next to me and wanted to take a quiet look. "You have to ask this guy."

  I think Jingjing also has a delicate face, coughed and said. "I was just joking, I didn't expect them to take it seriously. And the Primarch, don't you think it's cool?"

   Strongman gave him a dissatisfied look.

   "Cool hammer! Originally, this group of mischievous people believed in big horned rats, but you were the one who talked a lot and stuffed a bunch of messy things."

  I think Jingjing was suddenly unhappy.

   "What is a mess? I suspect you are disloyal!" Strongman said with a spit.

   "Bah, human stuff!"

   Looking at one person and one mouse who were still arguing, Fang Chang's expression subtly looked away.

   "Maybe our game inventory is different."

   He could neither get the point of their argument, nor get into their topic at all.

   Suddenly remembered something, Jun Jun hurriedly pulled Ye Shi and asked. "By the way, I almost forgot. What about the fertilizer and seeds I asked you to bring? And the tractor or something."

   "How could that thing be put on a plane?!"

  Ye Shi rolled his eyes, but seeing the anxious look on the brother's face, he sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll get you a truck, it should be there in a few days."

"real?!"

   Amber Tong Kong suddenly lit up, and Jun Jun, who had his face down a second ago, smiled instantly, and hooked Ye Shi's shoulders with a smile.

   "Thanks bro!"

   "You're welcome, give me a ride next time."

   "Cough, it's okay to call me Dad.".

   The group was bragging, and the two "Viper" transport planes that returned to Boulder City last night suddenly dragged two arcs out of the edge of the forest. The high-speed jet of the plasma plume blew up a large piece of dust, dragging two jet-black fuselages and slowly landed in the center of the town. "The Emperor is up!"

   Seeing the uniquely shaped plane, Qin Botian, the mayor of Dust Town, clenched his fists excitedly, recovered and hurriedly took the lead and knelt on the ground.

  The residents who went out to watch the lively saw this, and they fell to the ground in excitement, facing the plane and praying devoutly.

  Twenty players wearing exoskeletons jumped out of the cabin. They wore all K-10 "Iron Wall" heavy exoskeletons, and in their hands were holding an outrageously large rifle that looked like a long brick.

  The thick caliber is like a shortened 20mm "riding lance", but compared with the thick exoskeleton on their body, it is not abrupt.

  Looking at the residents who were crawling on the street, the one who took the lead in Killing Chicken at Midnight was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't be beaten by the gift of three kowtows.

OK?

   Just when he was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.

   "Fuck?! Brother Chicken?!"

   Seeing Midnight Killing Chicken, who took the lead, Ye Shi's eyes widened in surprise, walked up to pat him on the shoulder, and continued with a smile.

   "Long time no see, no tree cutting?"

  Although it can be seen occasionally on the forum, it has not been seen in the game for a long time.

Throughout the Battle of Luoxia Province, the Jungle Corps was hardly involved in the frontal battlefield, but was active in the northern border of the Alliance, hunting for the alien species that nested near Dawn City, and tracking the border between River Valley Province and the middle of Luoxia Province. The henchmen of the Xiong clan. …

  It is surrounded by mountains and mountains, there is no road to pass through, and supplies can't pass where people go, but this is obviously not a problem for the midnight brother.

   A group of men of strength, each with a logging axe, forcibly cut a path in the jungle.

In the process, they also discovered a lot of survivors who hid in the mountains and forests to avoid the Bone-biting Rebellion, and naturalized those unexpectedly harvested populations in Dawn City, which, in a sense, could be regarded as a frontier for the Alliance. soiled.

   Among the many gameplays in "Wasteland OL", the tree-cutting flow represented by Midnight Brother is a unique gameplay.

   Although this gameplay is a bit boring, and there are very few players who can persevere, this long-term process of tempering the body is a good upgrade path for the power system, and it is not much worse than tempering on the battlefield and construction site.

   His current level is LV34, which is only 2 levels away from Lao Bai.

   If it wasn't for his reckless fighting style and the slightly higher battle damage rate, I'm afraid he would have been ranked in the top 1 in the power department.

   Looking at brother Ye Shi after not seeing him for a long time, he smiled honestly at midnight. "Yes, it is still necessary to cut down trees, but the manager asked us to cut it in another place, so we switched defenses with Brother Spring!"

   Seeing the big guy in his hand, Ye Shi asked curiously. "What kind of **** are you, why haven't I seen it in the store?" "XB-1 'Roaring Filial Piety' Bolt Gun! Fires 19mm explosive bombs!" Seeing the envy in the eyes of the players, I slapped the chicken at midnight The guy who clapped his hands happily said, "This thing is probably the largest caliber light weapon in the league at present. At present, this equipment is still being tested, and we are here for this matter."

   "What the hell?! Bolter?"

   Hearing this introduction, I think Jingjing's eyes were straight, and the obsessed expression almost didn't write the word "want" on his face.

   Even the strong man looked envious, but after taking a look at his own small body, he reluctantly gave up.

  The gun was as big as his whole mouse, so the equipment of goblin technology was more suitable for him.

   If only the mosquitoes didn't mess around so often.

   "Good guy 19mm?! You call this a gun?!" The Picheng paratrooper standing next to Midnight Killer said with a smile. "This thing is really powerful. We tried it, and the steel plate with the thickness of the thumb can dry up! It's just that the ammunition capacity is a little lower, and the clip can only be inserted into twenty rounds, and the double ammunition drum is only fifty rounds. If you wear the exoskeleton, you can carry three drums."

   Ye Shishi reached out and touched it with admiration. "Brother, give me a break."

  Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm smiled and patted his shoulder.

   "Don't think about it if you are a perceptive person. This thing requires a minimum of 30 strength points, or wears a heavy exoskeleton."

   Ye Shi: "Shit! Can't I put an exoskeleton on?" Midnight Killer gave Ye Shiyi curious eyes. "What about your power armor?"

   I heard that this guy showed off a lot during those few days in Boulder City, and he didn't feel bad about electricity, and he almost welded that thing to his body.

   Ye Shi scratched his head and said awkwardly.

   ". The blood bar has dried up, and it will be sent back for overhaul." Xiao Xiao laughed at the bookworm: "Hahaha! My condolences!"

   Ye Shi, who had already endured a round of ridicule on the forum, sighed. "Damn. Lord, I'll change to lighter equipment next time." He took his power armor back on the flight last night. The maintenance bill was as high as 100,000 silver coins, which was enough to buy a "Type 6" heavy cavalry. Exoskeleton too. …

   Having learned the lessons of the last battle, he plans to follow Fang Chang's suggestion, get a lighter exoskeleton, and then fix some plug-ins such as optical camouflage and nitrogen jet.

   This is more suitable for his gameplay of shooting black guns.

   "Stop talking, what about Lao Bai? I have something to ask him."

   As he was talking, Midnight Killer glanced behind Ye Shi, and happened to see Lao Bai and Gu Feng approaching from the direction of the town gate.

   "I'm here, long time no see."

   said hello to Midnight Killing Chicken, Lao Bai looked at him and continued with a serious look, "I'm sorry to tell you some unfortunate news, you didn't come at the right time, we have to move."

  Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm was stunned.

   "Transfer?"

"Um."

Gu Feng, who was next to Lao Bai, nodded, and continued, "I saw in the sky just now that the mutant tribe in the urban area has a new trend, and a large number of mutant soldiers have completed their assembly and are heading towards our direction forward."

   Hearing this sentence, everyone's faces showed surprised expressions. Especially the garbage gentleman and the strongman are still in Jingjing, and the three guys are dumbfounded on the spot.

   swallowed his saliva and asked in a quiet trembling voice. .how many people? "

   Gusty Wind: "At least five hundred." Ye Shi took a deep breath.

   "Hey, that's more than what we met last night." Qiangren slapped his forehead with an uncomfortable expression.

   "This is such a complete jerk."

   Before he recovered from what Gu Feng said, Quit smoking asked with a confused expression.

   "Wait, how did they know we were here?"

   Gu Feng shook his head, and was about to open his mouth to explain, when Ye Shi rolled his eyes and said hurriedly.

"No, it's obvious, those green skinned muscles are just more irritable and not blind. The whole Jinhe City has not been circled by those church lunatics, not to mention that we let them in a few days ago. After suffering a dull loss, that missionary named Zhang Zhengyang is still in prison!"

   Fang Chang glanced at Ye Shi unexpectedly.

   Good guy.

  This kid has made progress.

   "In short, this is the situation at the moment. We need to start organizing the transfer of residents immediately, about half an hour to pack up,

  Communication equipment and archive tools must be taken away, and food can be taken away as much as possible

   issued an order to the brothers in the corps, and Lao Bai then looked at the silent brother trash, and said seriously, "Brother trash, please explain the situation to that NPC, please."

  Although he can speak human language, his local prestige is obviously not as good as that of a talking lizard. Now is the time to race against time, and there is no time to delay.

"OK."

   Even though his mood was full of complexities, Jun Junkun knew that this was not the time to be willful, so he nodded slightly.

   walked beside the bewildered mayor Qin, and he succinctly asked the old man.

   explained the situation to the elderly and instructed the transfer.

The old man couldn't believe it at first, and asked several times if it was true, but seeing the expression that this "spirit" did not seem to be joking, he finally abandoned the unrealistic fantasy and trotted to inform everyone. they went. …

   Thanks to the two planes just now, many people went out to watch the fun, and the news quickly spread throughout the town.

   But even so, when they heard that the mutants who murdered without blinking were coming, everyone was so frightened that their faces changed.

   The houses are full of ding ding bangs, there are quarrels between men and women, and there are children crying. The tranquility and peace of the past seemed like a dream.

   Looking at the chaotic street, after a long silence, he finally couldn't help but speak.

   "Can't. Keep it for a while?"

   He knew that the fortifications here were a bit hampered, and the one-meter-high low wall and dozens of rifles could not stop the mutants.

   But he couldn't bear the thought of throwing it away.

   glanced at this newcomer, Fang Chang could probably guess what he was thinking at the moment, but he still told the truth.

   "It's hard."

"We have too little preparation time. It is only 50 kilometers away from the city. They will be here soon, and our large troops and logistics are still on the way, even if we defeat their first wave of offensive. , will soon be submerged in the second and third waves of the offensive."

   "And this is already a plain. There are neither enough fortifications nor enough weapons and ammunition reserves. The most realistic way at the moment is to move 50 kilometers north and re-establish an operational base in the higher mountains."

   "Sorry, we may have dragged you down," Old Bai lightly patted the newcomer on the shoulder, and said with a light sigh, "We can only do it by taking the residents here away."

   Quietly raised his head, with a bitter expression on his face, and shook his head gently.

   "Don't say that. Even if it didn't happen last night, the Torch Church couldn't have let it go. Without you, we would be gone on the first day."

   No matter how strong Junkie is, it's not enough for a hundred lunatics with automatic rifles

   Half an hour passed quickly.

  The residents of the town have packed up their luggage and are standing at the town gate with their large and small bags on their backs. The adults were carrying the burdens, the old people were holding the children, and their eyes were filled with fear, helplessness and confusion.

   Leaving the land where they live, they don't know where to go next, let alone how to live next year.

   But the mutants are coming, and they have no choice but to escape.

  If the predators can still negotiate, then in the eyes of the mutants, they are basically no different from livestock.

  The males are almost killed on the spot to make jerky, and the females are locked in cages no matter if they are fifty or five years old.

   glanced at the town behind him and the residents standing at the door with a complicated look, Jun Jun suddenly made up his mind and walked in front of Lao Bai.

   "I plan to stay."

   was probably thinking of going with him, but the strong man was next to him, his paws on his tail and sighed faintly.

   "It's rare to think of going with this stupid lizard and I'll stay."

  I think Jingjing also stood up.

"Count me in."

  Old Bai glanced at the three of them in surprise, and his expression gradually became serious.

   "You guys have figured it out. It's no different from being sent to death." I thought Jing Jing was embarrassed to smile, scratched the back of his head and said. …

   "It's alright anyway, I've already saved the file with your equipment, three days is enough. And if someone breaks, I can help you buy more time to retreat."

   He didn't particularly understand the unusual feelings of test players towards the alliance before.

   Obviously it's just a game, but they will completely stand on the alliance's standpoint, put themselves in the collective interests, and even take the risk of not being able to save files to do things with no end in sight.

   But now, he suddenly understood.

  Although they are not natives of this virtual world and have no blood connection with the NPCs, this is the home they built brick by brick.

   Just like "Minecraft", the props in the backpack are never the archives of the players, but the home they built together.

   And at the moment he was in the same mood.

  Whether it is the paved stone bricks or the windmill hanging on the mill, every grass and tree here records his memories of the past six months.

He still clearly remembered that when he and the trash man and the strongman first came here, there was only a crooked gun turret and a thatched hut that couldn't even be called a shack, a group of looters who can't spit out bones and a group of scrawny hungry people. .

   Now they finally lead a normal life with everyone.

  If anyone wants to ruin this place - then try it.

   Even if he is just a rookie, he will try his best to use his life to hold them down for at least two seconds!

   Lao Bai stared at him for a while, confirmed the determination in his eyes, nodded, took a 20mm "cavalry gun" with modified receivers and magazines from the brothers next to him, and stuffed it into his hands.

   Subconsciously took over the heavy firepower, quietly felt his arm sink, and looked up at Old Bai in surprise.

   Lao Bai looked at him and said.

   "LD-47 is not very effective against mutants, use this." Grabbing the big guy in his hand, he said quietly and moved. "thanks."

   Lao Bai smiled and said.

   "You're welcome, you bought us time to retreat, but we should thank you."

"Damn, don't be so pretentious, I'm embarrassed!" Jun Jun patted Lao Bai on the shoulder and said with a grin, "It's not good to kill predators, but mutants are exciting! Wait for Lao Tzu on the official website. The news, today I don't kill twenty or thirty people, and my father's name is written upside down!"

   Looking at the three people who were saying goodbye to everyone, Midnight Killer, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly let out a heroic laugh.

   "Haha, how could such an interesting thing be without us!" Jun Jun glanced at Brother Ji.

   "What's wrong with you?"

   Looking at the surprised crowd, he grinned. "I almost forgot to tell you."

   "We are here to die!"

Chapter end