Stop it Cybermen, it's full of gamers

Chapter 14 The players are serious
Warehouse grounds.

Several players squatted together, drew two horizontal and vertical lines with branches, and then competed to draw circles and forks on the grid.

Several others climbed onto the roof of a nearby warehouse and lay down in the sun.

In addition to the smell of mud and rain in the air, there is also a smell of gasoline or diesel.

This is the downwind, and the wind blows this way.

A player was sitting on the roof in a daze. He turned his head and saw a dozen motorcycles roaring towards him, followed by an off-road vehicle.

squeak--

More than 20 aggressive people came in, and one of them stood at the front and spat on the ground: "Who told you to come in? This is the territory of the Wild Wolf Gang! Get out!"

The players looked up at this person at most, thinking that this NPC was too noisy.

Those who should draw grids continue to draw grids, and those who should bask in the sun continue to bask in the sun.

For high-level players, even if this game will develop into a world competition in the future, it will be after the game's public beta. To them, the current internal beta is just a pension simulator.

Seeing the players ignoring him, the little leader of the Wild Wolf Gang stared angrily: "Did you hear that! Get lost!"

A breeze blows through the dead leaves, from left to right.

The players didn't respond, and one even yawned comfortably while lying on the ground.

The little leader of the Wild Wolf Gang was going crazy with anger.

He had been drinking and bragging with his brothers, but he didn't expect the boss to call suddenly, saying that there was an intruder in warehouse No. 66, and he was asked to solve it immediately.

What's the deal with half a drink?But the boss said he had to do it.

Seeing that the group of players ignored him, the little boss randomly picked the most unpleasant one, that is, the man lying on the ground in the shape of "big" and painted himself into a pink starfish with paint, and grabbed his neckline.

"Hey!" the little boss said to the wet man, "Did you hear that? Are you all deaf?"

The man just looked at him with confused eyes, and there was a clear stupidity in his eyes.

He picked up a brush casually, painted yellow paint on half of the little boss's face, and then smiled like a fool.

The little boss was trembling with anger, pulled out the pistol on his waist and shot the man in the head.

boom!
【HP: 0】

[The player [All Lords accompany me to kill the enemy] has died]

[Resurrection time: three days in this world]

The little boss didn't see the picture of blood flying everywhere, only a bunch of dissipated light spots.

"What's the situation?" He was stunned, "The legendary digital life?"

The vicinity of the No. 66 warehouse area suddenly became quiet, so quiet that there was only the sound of the wind.

The little boss noticed that those who were lying on the roof quickly got up, those who were walking around stopped like walking dead, and looked at them indifferently; look at him.

Facing the eyes of this group of people, the little boss suddenly felt a strange fear.

The way these people looked at him was like looking at ants struggling on the side of the road.

"What are you looking at!" The little boss looked stern and introverted, "If you want to die, keep it! If you don't want to die, get out now!"

The intruders ran away without a word.

"Oh," the little boss said to himself, "it's just a bunch of brainless tramps."

He shook his head, ready to go to the basement of warehouse 66 to have a look.

Just a few steps up with the little brother, the little leader noticed "vagrants" in strange clothes appearing in all directions.

Behind the wall, behind the stone, on the roof, they surrounded the Wolf Gang.

Although each "vagrant" can be dressed like a cyberpsychopath, they are not chaotic. Instead, each of them is neatly holding a sharpened wooden short spear.

[Task: Repel or eliminate the support of the Wild Wolf Gang]

[Reward: mission contribution bonus]

A member of the Wild Wolf Gang was accidentally dragged away under the nose of the little boss. In less than ten seconds, there was nothing left but a pair of underwear.

"You asked for it!" the little boss yelled, "Shoot and kill them!"

Bang bang bang!
The members of the Wild Wolf Gang fired in all directions, hitting many zero-level players who hadn't taken cover.

[The player...is dead]

[The player...is dead]

"The resurrection time is three days. It's really troublesome. It's hard to go to work and catch fish." A player on the east side said.

"It's better to bask in the sun than a waterbed," said a player on the west side.

A few players in the south got together, and a few players on the roof in the north grabbed the big stone.

"not good!"

The smoker and the cute boy ran out and found that the players who only had wooden short spears were already fighting the wolf gang with each gun.

"Hello!" The smoker lowered his head and made a phone call through the game system, "Mobile team? I'm in the warehouse area of ​​Meizi Street, and a group of people here are shooting everywhere."

The liaison officer of the mobile team said softly: "Is anyone from the company or VIP customers injured? We are contacting the trauma team."

"Not...not yet." The smoker dodged a block of concrete shattered by bullets.

The liaison officer's tone changed, and he became extremely impatient: "Then what's the matter with us? Wasting my time."

Snapped!
The mobile team liaison hung up the phone.

"Day!" The smoker cursed, "I said, why do you see bad guys everywhere? It turns out that the mobile team in Giant Spirit City is just like this!"

The cute man's tone was sharp: "The mobile team is unreliable, our players are all zero-level, we have no firepower, and we have been suppressed and beaten all the time. This can't work!"

He had a flash of inspiration: "I'm going to move that machine gun out of the basement!"

"me and you together!"

The smoker said, and sent a message on the world channel:
[Reverse smoking like a fairy]: Do you think you are here to survive on a deserted island?Grab the opponent's gun, brothers!

Some of the players reacted immediately.

Four people obviously cooperated for a long time: three players blocked a member of the Wolf Gang, and greeted him with short spears regardless; the last player snatched the gun from the member of the Wolf Gang in one go.

The Wolf gang member had never seen such a crazy person.

A body was beaten into a sieve, and a single head bit his arm, smiling.

One didn't care about anything, just aimed at his lower body, and stabbed hard with a short spear.

Another tried to impale himself with him with a short spear, as if he didn't mind the pain at all.

"Oh my god!" The members of the Wild Wolf Gang trembled violently, and couldn't help shouting in horror, "Cyber ​​psychopaths, these people are all cyber psychoses!"

boom!
The player who grabs the gun shoots first, knocking down the screaming Wolf Gang members.

"It's not bad," he muttered to himself. "It feels so real, it's almost like a real gun. The scream of the NPC being shot is almost the same as the real thing, not like a game."

The player licked his lips and began to get excited: "That's right! This is no more fun than those gunfight games!"

He hid behind the bunker with a gun and fired from time to time, and almost every shot hit a member of the Wolf Gang.

Under high pressure, the strength of this group of powerful players began to show steadily.

The Wolf gang leader has never seen such a crazy enemy.

The broken limbs, but still wriggling like maggots, and laughing happily neuropathy made him feel chills all over.

"Cyber ​​mental illness!" The little boss yelled, "Retreat, retreat quickly, we retreat to the door!"

(End of this chapter)