This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-10-03

  Chapter 152 Mission "a debt of blood must be paid in blood!"

Okay.

After listening to Lu Yang's explanation, Chu Guang realized that it was a false alarm.

Those two thousand people are clones, and they are mass-produced.

According to Lu Yang, Legion’s black technology can produce a clone that grows eight times faster than a normal human being. This clone is not only low in maintenance costs, but also quick to exit the cabin. It only takes 2 years to form battle strength.

Unlike other clones, they either stay in the jar for about a year and come out after reaching the expected biological age, or they start to develop from 0 years old like a normal baby.

Legion clones are almost impeccable as cannon fodder, and their morale is much stronger than the average robber. With the support of the Legion industry, their equipment is not too hip, at least better than the robber.

The only flaw is that two years is not enough for them to build a complete mind. These clones are usually driven by fear and pain, relying on the instinct of wild beasts to fight.

The overwhelming majority can only be used as light infantry. Only a few veterans can operate slightly more complicated equipment, and efficiency and hit rate do not need to be expected.

Therefore, Legion usually needs a large number of lower-level officers to command or drive these cannon fodder, and occasionally enslaves general survivors to serve as coolies and build complex fortifications.

The true backbone of Legion is also the huge junior officer. They are ten captains on the battlefield and the little slave master outside the battlefield.

An average of ten to twenty cloned light infantry soldiers needs a ten captain to command. Only a few Legion who believe in the army doctrine of "human sea tactics" can achieve 1:50 or even 1:100 ratio of ten captain to cloned light infantry, relying on a huge number and sufficient weapons to crush the opponent's defense line.

No doubt.

1,000 clones are definitely cheaper than 1 power armor.

According to Lu Yang, even in the utopian society before the war, there is no technology that allows clones to have a complete and mature mind in a short period of time.

And when Chu Guang asked whether there are clones that "can be cultivated in just one month and have a complete mind", Lu Yang looked at him with unimaginable expression. .

"Impossible! One month to produce a full-minded clone? If there is one, wouldn't it be more convenient than a machine? I walked all the way from the Eastern Sea to here, and I've heard a lot about it It’s weird, but I’ve never heard of such a thing."

"People are the cells of society. You are impossible to completely break away from society and create a person who can adapt to society. Even we need to let employees Receive basic education and induction training, and pass exams to select outstanding talents among lower-level employees, refugees and indigenous people."

"As for technology, at best, this process can be accelerated, from the original ten to twenty years. Shortened to five or eight years, the mind must be established at the stage of brain development, little by little. This is not as simple as inserting a memory stick into the computer."

"If someone tells you, There is the kind of technology that allows clones to have a full mind in just one month. It is either a madman or a liar."

After listening to Lu Yang's sure speech, Chu Guang couldn't help falling into silence. I don't know what to say.

I know the truth.

But what are my players?    ……

Before leaving, Lu Yang solemnly promised to Chu Guang that he would compensate the injured workers and the families of the victims, and to those robbers who claimed to be Legion at eight o’clock tonight. Threat!   For those who dare to provoke them and hurt their allies, the First Trailblazer Corps will not tolerate them!   Perhaps to appease allies, Lu Yang even told Chu Guang the exact time of the action.

To be honest, this helped Chu Guang a lot.

Two thousand people.

These people can't fight with Fire Burning Stick, right?    Even if the equipment is bad, the active substance is a good thing...

After Lu Yang left, Chu Guang turned and returned to the center of the camp.

The dead and injured have been sent away.

The old Luca, who handled the corpse for himself, knew something about it, so he calmly covered the faces of the dead and the seriously injured with things, and didn’t let the people on the Pioneer see them clearly. Face, let the guards carry them back.

The players are very sensible, knowing that they are on the stretcher, the bug must have been stuck, so they are all dying and motionless on the stretcher.

Later, the screen went black.

It's the players who didn't die, flushed and exasperated, stomped, foul-mouthed yelled.

"Gan! Why two pieces of shrapnel in the stomach are fatal injuries, can't he still talk! It is not the head that hurt!"

Of the 11 injured, Three people were seriously injured and died, including the two who died on the spot. This round of shelling caused a total of five deaths.

This is not just a number. Behind it are 5 families and all the people who are familiar with them...

The medical staff in the surrounding logistics department are silent.

Only when he was venting his sad emotions, treating the rocks on the ground as the nasty villains ten kilometers away.

At this time, it is better to leave him alone for a while.

As for the other 8 wounded, after their treatment, their wounds have basically healed.

Seeing Chu Guang coming from the entrance of the camp, Witte took the initiative to look for him, saying that Captain had contacted him just now and would pay them the pension later.

At the same time, he also brought a bad news--

The afternoon collection plan was cancelled.

"The collection plan was cancelled? Why?" Looking at Werther with a dumb face, Chu Guang immediately came back to his senses, Yizheng explained, "I mean, those who call themselves Legion Isn't Robber in the northwest? I heard that our construction site is in the north."

The more wars, the more production can't stop!    You can shoot half a catty of working fluid with one shuttle, don’t you have a bit of a compelling rate for your working fluid consumption? When    fighting mutants earlier, Chu Guang had people recover their warheads and calculated that they fired tungsten steel bullets with a mass of 9g.

If one shuttle is counted as 30 rounds, it must be half a catty!    Witt hesitantly said: "That's how it is said, but the straight line distance between the Elm District and our resource collection point is only 5 kilometers, it is difficult not to attract their attention... In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, our Section Chief’s suggestion Yes, I hope you can withdraw temporarily to avoid accidental injuries in the battle."

When saying this, Witte's mood was also very complicated.

Of course they hope to continue production.

But you can't expect something like this to happen just now, and let their allies risk a mortal danger to help them pick up trash, right?

Anyway, give someone some time to grieve for a while, and deal with the funeral.

The front foot is dead, and the hind foot urges people to work, even their stingy Section Chief can't do it.

Chu Guang has no objection to the pension matters, but when he heard that the collection plan in the afternoon had been cancelled, and he had to make his people retreat, his mood instantly became less beautiful.

MMP!

Does he want to earn some foreign exchange easily?   Without money, how to improve the game experience for players? They can't let them carry bricks for a lifetime and burn cement for a lifetime.

If this is withdrawn, the light industry woolen plan he has finally laid out will also be affected. This is only a trivial matter. The key is that his players will not be able to understand the content of the expansion.

I'm afraid of a woolen thread! Do   n't talk to the Lord, you guys talk to the ball.

Didn't the other side come out of the forest just right?   Drag into the city to fight street fighting, it's not always certain who beats who.

However, Werther misunderstood the expression on Chu Guang's face, thinking that he was feeling sad for the victims of the shelter, and his expression could not help but also brought a trace of self-blame.

"We are sorry that this happened, no one didn't expect... They actually hid two howitzers."

"It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize , The ones who should pay the price are those shameless who suddenly fired at us."

Chu Guang moved slightly in his heart, his heavy expression unchanged, gently shook the head, and walked away from Witt.

Under the latter staring in surprise, he came to the players and raised the volume, loudly said.

"A group of robbers who call themselves Legion invaded our homeland from the north. They fought undeclared and tried to use cannonballs to make us succumb."

"This is a shameful sneak attack!"

The players quieted down one after another and looked in the direction moved towards the manager.

Trigger the plot?

Here comes the task?

Responding to those expectant eyes, Chu Guang continued in a loud and determined voice.

"The residents of Vault 404 will not succumb, and the blood of our compatriots will not flow in vain."

"We will let them know the cost of angering us!"

Almost at the same time, all players holding VMs on the scene received a task pop-up window.

[Task: a debt of blood must be paid in blood! 】

……

The south gate of the action camp.

Looking at the blue jackets who moved towards the south retreat, two employees of the logistics department communicated in a low voice.

"Those blue jackets are gone?"

"It should be, I heard that in order to avoid casualties, we Section Chief asked them to avoid them first."

"Day... Then won't you not be able to eat steamed buns tomorrow?"

"You know how to eat them!"

"You don't want to eat less! But! speaking of which ……Why do some of them bring VMs, while others don’t?"

"I don't know, not all blue coats originally carry that thing."

"Well, I just think it's a bit weird, because those who walked with VMs. Those who didn't wear VMs, stay in the camp."

"Hiss...you are so It's really weird to say it."

The two logistics staff were puzzled. They didn't think this was something to report, so they didn't take seriously.

In fact, those blue jackets with VMs did leave.

But this is not a retreat.

Instead, I went back to copy the guy and prepared to fuck him!

The twenty-kilometer journey back and forth does not stop the player's determination to complete the task. The heavy snow drifting all over the sky could not extinguish the boiling blood in their hearts.

Is Legion?

Whoever you fucking is, I will die if you dare to blow up!   a debt of blood must be paid in blood!   A group of people returned to the refuge aggressively.

In addition to picking up the bound rifle, all the young players who took over the task also went to the warehouse to receive a woven bag in accordance with the requirements of the task.

When searching abandoned construction sites before, there were a lot of bags woven from high molecular polymers in the warehouse.

until now, players who scavengers usually use it instead of backpacks to store the trash they have picked up, and now it happens to be used to install spoils of war!

If not.

Then pretend to be yourself!   All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the refuge was unexpectedly tragic for a while. Looking at their inventory, many players are hesitating about what to bring to the battlefield.

Fang Chang also fell into similar troubles.

There is no doubt that breaking dawn is the best choice. Explosive arrows can kill targets behind the bunker, and armor piercing arrows can even shoot through some light armor.

However, the problem is...

The difficulty of this battle is probably not small.

Even if you bind your equipment, there is no guarantee that you will be able to bring the equipment back intact.

Old Bai, who was standing by and inspecting the equipment, saw the hesitation in the eyes of his partner, and put his right hand on his shoulder, said with a smile.

"Don't grind, take it as you want."

Fang Chang shook the head and said cautiously.

"Big guys put together money to buy it. To be honest, this battle will definitely be more difficult than the Bloodhand Clan. I'm not sure I can bring it back."

The death penalty in this game is a bit heavy.

In the past, people didn’t feel much when their pockets were cleaner than their faces. Now as the game progresses further, Fang Chang feels more and more that compared to deducting a little Silver Coin and a three-day resurrection CD , The loss of equipment is the biggest punishment.

So he must carefully calculate the benefits and risks, and what equipment to bring with him.

Expecting Fang Chang to say that, Old Bai grinned and patted his shoulder.

"Equipment is bought for use, and it means a ball. Isn't the point of the game to do things that you want to do in reality but don't dare to do it? Don't carry so much burden. Although it is The big guy pooled the money to buy it for you, but they all said they bought it for you, so don’t treat it as ours! If you don’t want to use it, so don’t bring it, then I’m fine. But if you’re afraid of dropping it, don’t use it. , Then it’s better to fight and count the ball with the bow and arrow lance."

Ye Shi laughed, and came over: "Yes, I’m afraid of a ball! Are you planning to die there? I can I don’t want to die! The bug has not been dealt with. If I die, I don’t know how many days it will be OB. The heads let those cute newbies send it off, and I have to live to the end! I have to get some spoils of war and come back!"

The wind is lightly coughed: "Don't say anything about dying, don't forget, we have to avenge the quit smoking man."

Old Bai said with a laugh: "That's right , Avenge the smoking cessation man! I almost forgot if the wind is not mentioned."

Ye Shi: "Yes! Our smoking cessation man finally got the qualification to go online, and killed the plot if he didn’t experience anything. , What must be done!"

Fang Chang was moved by the encouraging eyes of his friends, a smile appeared on his face, and he finally stopped hesitating.

"Well, what the hell!"

......

In the refuge.

Fang Chang didn't hesitate. At this moment, [WC really has mosquitoes], but he was still hesitating in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was finally sighed, and pester and chirp went underground to the B2 floor.

Since Winter is approaching the end of the expansion, Jun Jun has never left the refuge. But he still goes online regularly, doing push-ups and squats in the hall.

In his words, this can be upgraded. Anyway, the exercise in the game is not as tired as it is in reality. If you are not online and can't sleep, it is better to find something to do.

The big guy at first doesn't believe it yet.

As a result, he was really promoted to Level 1.

After that upgrade, Jun Jun was excited like a child of two hundred catties. He also went to the forum to update a guide, created a fitness gameplay, and became a "Wasteland OL". Flowing Number One Person, and "Tree Chopping Devil" Midnight Killing Chicken Brother can be called a pair of lying Dragon Phoenix chicks.

By the way, because he didn't do the task, he had to spend money to eat, so mosquitoes were feeding him during this period.

Of course, the money is borrowed just like when buying the land.

Looking at the lizard practicing squatting in the corner, the mosquito coughed slightly.

"Are you planning to practice the squat to level 99?"

Jun Jun looked up with a look of surprise.

"Huh? Why did you come back?"

Mosquito: "Task, come back to get the equipment."

"Oh, I also received it. "The trash lord nodded, with an envious expression, "I really envy you, you can roll in the snow, the last time I went out to fight—"

"Is it the last time, right?" Brother Mosquito was comforted, "Don't worry, we are all normal people. Even if we can go out, we will not roll in the snow. At most we do tasks, eat barbecue, and come to a bowl of mushroom soup when we are thirsty. Listen to Lady Boss's trash talk, look cute and serious. Xiaoyu counts the money—"

"Gan! Are you here to show off?!" Jun Jun looked sad and angry, but because his face was too ugly, his grief was not obvious.

said the mosquito hehe laughed.

"It's not...in fact, I'm here to tell you good news."

"...No bad news?"

"Yes, But it's not important."

"???"

Not paying attention to the alert look on Jun Jun's face, the mosquito coughed slightly and continued with a serious expression.

"Some time ago, didn't I help Fujito design a steam engine?"

Jun Jun is nodded hard.

"I know, I watched Fujiteng Tucao you on the forum, saying that you just played with yourself, and the things she made were not what she imagined--"

"That's not the point!" Mosquito interrupted him without the slightest hesitation, "The point is that after I exchanged experience with the toilet guy, I improved the steelmaking process, and we can now cast lighter and more durable boilers! of which, how many points do you have?"

"I have reached Level 4 now...with 14 points of power," Jun Jun hesitated slightly, and suddenly understood something, eyes Immediately glared, "Wait, do you want to—"

Seeing that Brother knows himself so well, a smile appeared on the face of the mosquito.

"I need you to carry 40kg heavy armor, 10kg boiler and 60 liters of boiling water, rush into the forest in the most ferocious posture you think, jump into the trenches, and shred the pieces in front of you Enemies! Or just sip boiling water on their faces! Anyway, kill them by any means you can think of!"

The mosquito stared at him with bright eyes.

"Art is explosion!"

"I often think that the formidable power of an explosion is not big enough, and it can't always produce effective damage... And now I have a new idea! "

"Are you willing to be my spark!"

......

7 o'clock in the evening.

Next to the Blazer’s steel platform, 10 power armors have been assembled.

Apart from this, there are 15 light infantry wearing outer skeletons, and 5 mechanical dogs carrying dual-carried drone hive.

All the people are high-spirited.

Even a four-legged mechanical dog is rubbing metal soles.

Standing in front of the formation, Lu Yang, holding a Gauss rifle and wearing heavy alloy armor, is making the final pre-war mobilization of his men.

This is almost all the ground weapons that can be deployed on the Trailblazer.

As for the four-wheeled off-road vehicle, because it can't play a big role in the complex jungle and ruin mixed terrain, it is easy to be caught by the opponent when it is anchored in the snow pit, so it is better not to bring it.

Anyway, there is an outer skeleton, and the ammunition that the light infantry can carry is enough for them to fight the battle, and the mobility is not too bad.

Although compared to Legion, they are indeed at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

But the problem is not big.

In addition to running on the ground, there is also a light fixed-wing drone in the sky, carrying 600 rounds of electromagnetically accelerated mass bombs, two 50kg equivalent metal hydrogen high-explosive bombs, and one A tactical nuclear bomb with an adjustable equivalent and a maximum of 10 tons is on standby at any time.

The air supremacy is entirely on their side!

At the same time, in the forest ten kilometers away.

Vanus, sitting in a dark temporary command post, was quietly facing an old paper map of Old Zhang.

Densely packed points are distributed on the map, like chess pieces on the sand table.

Since the light source cannot be used, nothing can be seen here.

However, it does not matter.

Although the communication channel was silent and the intelligence about the enemy was dark, Vanus didn't feel the slightest panic in his heart.

This is not the first time he has fought an asymmetrical war. During the year he fought the Great Rift Valley, he and his men had already learned about the power of technology.

But so what?

They themselves are the crystallization of technology.

The ultimate quantity is also a quality.

All deployments have been completed.

He believes that his subordinates will bring him the glory of victory.

At this moment, a light was lit in the distance, and the mushroom cloud rose from the flat ground, and the shock wave of the explosion even faintly rushed to the door of the camp.

The communication signal in the radio is like a candle in the wind, intermittently, and under the influence of electromagnetic pulse, it emits noisy electric current.

Ruhu's calm pupils finally printed a trace of enthusiasm, Vanus got up from the chair, his fist propped on the map.

"Finally here!"

The sound of explosions came continuously, and the flames of the muzzle and the flames of the explosion ignited the edges of the forest and ruins.

Under the command of the ten captain, the cloned light infantry who was crawling in the trenches pressed down the needle with their thumb and injected the anti-radiation agent into the blood vessels.

The scorching rays of light scorched their backs and burned their side faces. The skin began to rot, the bone marrow was dying, the organs were gradually failing, and the mouth seemed to contain a lump of rusty iron— —

But even so, it is still not enough to make them die immediately.

Even if they died in a few moments, hundreds of people died, but this is still not enough to shake them. The sting of the ant's bite on the back of the neck constantly awakens the memory of fear in their brains.

Don't look back!

No retreat is allowed!

"Fire!!"

The orange-yellow trajectory weaves a net above the forest and ruins, and the collision of steel and flesh plays the overture under the snowy night.

Under the cover of the drone, the powered armor and outer skeleton infantry and quadrotor drones, like a sharp armored spear, pierced the side ribs of Legion.

The line of defense was torn in an instant, like a snowman toppled down.

However, Legion is obviously not for dry food.

The cloned light infantry rushed forward one after another, the rocket launcher shuttled between the silent forest and the ruins, along with the fragmentation grenades thrown by the grenadier, the rubble was blown up everywhere.

The snow was dyed red by fire.

Burning in the north wind at night.

Lu Yang facial expression grave, he turned off the night vision function of the helmet while changing the barrel, because it is no longer needed.

What no one knows is.

At this moment, a group of blue jackets carrying long spear cannons, taking advantage of the night, quietly approached from the east of the battlefield...

(End of this chapter)