This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-11-15

  Chapter 224 Raid! mobilization!   "It's too peaceful here."

North of Changjiu Farm.

In the dark and silent abandoned town.

White mist came out of his mouth, and the man carrying the rifle moved towards and took a look out of the window. Dangerous rays of light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

There is a lantern next to his boots, and a black hyena is crawling on his feet, purring from his throat.

The man's name is Gray Wolf.

Although his name has a wolf character, it has nothing to do with the "Wolf" clan, one of the three major clans of the Bone Chewing Tribe, but a Hundred-men Commander under the lionfang.

Unlike other clansman Hundred-men Commanders, he was just a wandering mercenary before joining the Bone Crusher Tribe, who sold his life for the people of Legion and beaten the people of the Great Rift Valley. The old club, he will follow whoever gives the money anyway.

Later, the Bone Chewing Tribe recruited troops everywhere, and various robber forces took refuge, so he took the opportunity to join in with some of his brothers.

Facts have proved that this is an extremely correct decision.

Robber's life is so much better than being a mercenary.

The law of the jungle is followed here, powerhouse is respected, fists and bullets are the law. As long as they are strong enough, they can be respected, and as long as they are ruthless, they can become the leader of a group of people.

Following the banner of Lion's Tooth, he went all the way from the central part of the River Valley province to the southernmost part. There are more than a hundred large and small heads in the tent, and the title has risen from the tenth chief to the Hundred-men Commander.

However, he is an External Race people, Hundred-men Commander is basically the limit he can reach by his personal ability.

Even if the bloodline consciousness of robbers is weak, organization and discipline are maintained by violence and predation. If you want to fully enter the core layer of their power, you can't just casually.

He must prove his bravery.

Use a hearty victory to prove his value.

And now, this opportunity finally made him wait.

About a month ago, the Black Snake Tribe stationed in the east refused to join them. It seemed that they planned to exclusively enjoy the prey in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Lord Shiya was very angry, but no matter how heavy the snow was blocking the road and the blizzard was blowing hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu, even if there were 10,000 reluctances in his heart, he was impossible to drive the troops into the snowdrift.

However, there has been a turnaround recently.

Blizzard, which lasted for a month, finally slowed down.

The Gray Wolf seized the opportunity and immediately took the initiative to invite Ying, expressing his willingness to be the vanguard, leading the troops to attack the long-term farm in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, and clearing the obstacles for the large troops to march.

After consulting the staff, Shiya immediately agreed to his request.

Yuanxi Town is too far from the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

If they can take down the Longjiu Farm, their large forces will be able to grasp the tail of winter, advance at least 20 kilometers south, and completely throw away the black snake tribe in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City.

Shiya highly praised his bravery, and in order to make this battle even more successful, he also gave him more than fifty foreign robbers and weapons and equipment, so that he must nail this root. The nail was pulled out in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Incorporating the more than fifty foreign robbers under his command, the gray wolf immediately gathered more than one hundred and fifty tribes, brought supplies and weapons and ammunition for ten days, moved towards Qingquan City Depart from the northern suburbs of the city.

Marching in a blizzard is a rather risky decision, but at the same time the ultra-low visibility is also a cover.

The gray wolf is not a brave person.

Although they don't know the strength of their opponents, they can block their friendly offensives and force the Black Snake's troops to stop in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City. These people are obviously not as easy to deal with as they thought.

Taking advantage of the last blizzard in December, he and his tribe arrived at an abandoned town ten kilometers north of Changjiu Farm and lurked there.

He did not launch an attack immediately, but first sent scouts to observe, and let others rest in the house, conserve strength and store up energy until the evening.

The snow outside the window stopped for a while.

Looking at the silhouette approaching not far away, the gray wolf gently kicked the sleeping hyena next to it.

"Get up."

"Go to work."

The purring hyena raised his head and saw his master carrying it With the lantern, he got up from the chair and walked to the door, so he also tiptoed his paws followed along.

Half of the wall collapsed in the living room on the first floor. The man wrapped in white cloth shook the snow on his body at the door, walked up to the gray wolf, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Boss."

The gray wolf sat down on the sofa, looked at him and said.

"Tell me what you saw."

The scout said respectfully.

"The east gate is in ruins. The refugee camp that was supposed to be there was completely destroyed by the blizzard. The ground was littered with rubbish. It seems that the survivors have had a hard time. They were hit hard."

The Gray Wolf continued to ask.

"Where did the man go?"

The scout shook his head.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not in the wall. I observed all day. They cooked two meals in total. The smoke that floated was at most the amount of seventy-eighty people."

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The wall of the survivor's stronghold called "Changjiu Farm" is not low, and there are no obvious commanding heights around it. There are at most a few gentle slopes. It is difficult to see the situation inside from the outside.

The gray wolf raised his eyebrows lightly.

Seventy-eighty people?

"Are you sure?"

The scout was definitely nodded.

"I'm sure!"

The gray wolf's brows gradually frowned.

Only seventy-eighty survivor stronghold.

To be honest, this number is a bit wrong.

He didn't believe that those survivors could not see the strategic value of this fortress in the wilderness, which has become the gateway to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

As long as we win there, it is equivalent to knocking on the doors of all survivors in the entire northern suburbs.

Or to say...

Those idiots naively thought that with the cover of heavy snow, they would be able to sit back and relax?   However, the opponent's innocence is a good thing for him.

The corner of the gray wolf's mouth raised a smile, the expression very much like the hyena lying at his feet.

"Go back and continue to stare."

"We'll be there in a while."

The scout refreshed and said excitedly.

"Yes!"

……

It's late at night.

A little snow floated in the sky.

The fence of Changjiu Farm.

Wearing a black coat, Lu Bei looked north, tightened the strap of his rifle, and moved the soles of his numb feet slightly to allow the frozen blood to circulate.

Today is the last day of the 211th year of the Wasteland Era.

The outpost ten kilometers away seems to be celebrating the arrival of the New Year, but this has little to do with them who are on duty.

The threat from the north is approaching.

And here is the front line.

Standing here, they can't relax for a moment.

Carrying the lamp and walking to the fence, the elderly guard patted Lu Bei's shoulder, said with a smile.

"Young man, is it okay? If it doesn't work, just change me and stand for a while, it just happens to be the time to change shifts."

Lv Bei glanced at the VM, stubborn Shaking his head.

"There are ten minutes left."

"Roar, it seems that I came a little earlier," the old man laughed and put the lamp on the wall, "I Just stand with you for a while."

The name of the older guard is Jixiang, and he is the oldest in the entire guard. It is said that he will be in his forties next year.

People always call him an old man in a friendly way. Although he himself always argues that he is not old at forty years old, his arthritis has become more and more serious recently. Forgive people.

Lu Bei has heard of his story. This city man who used to be a boulder city later became a mercenary, and then somehow became a captive of the Bloodhand clan and was arrested. To the dungeon.

There is a scar on his chest. According to him, he said it was left by a dead claw, but no one believed it and thought he was bragging.

After all, if you can escape from the mouth of the dead claw, how can you be taken by the robber of the trifling bloodhand clan?    Every time it comes to this, the old man will argue with excitement, describing how dangerous and dangerous the situation was. He was only caught in order to cover the retreat of his teammates.

And every time at this point, someone will take down the stage and ask--

'Where are your teammates? The ashes of the bloody hands are cold, so someone should come to pick you up. '

When I talked about this, the old man was silent, and just muttered that it was fine here. He didn't plan to go back with them when his teammates came. It would be better if he didn't come.

This is also a fun talk in the guards.

Although everyone does not believe that he has seen a dead claw (not including the one raised by the manager), Lu Bei believes it.

After all, the scar does not look like a knife cut.

At this moment, an excited shout came from the direction of the stairs, and saw a young man rushing up.

"The car is coming from the south."

"The manager is here to bring us food!"

His name is Xu Shun, fresher than Lu Bei Years old, he is also a young man who has just grown up, and he is considered an iron buddy.

"What is it for?" Lu Bei asked excitedly.

It’s not because he is a foodie, mainly because the food made by the blue coats is so delicious. In his mind immediately flashed a dazzling array of skewers, as well as a lot of steamed buns, Steamed buns, ramen noodles and so on.

Xu Shun rushed: "Gnocchi! And meat! I tasted it. It was a bit spicy, but after drinking it, the whole body was warm."

The disappointing saliva reached my mouth. , Lu Bei swallowed.

Looking at this gluttonous young man, Jixiang smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Go, now it's time to change shifts."

"en!" Lu Bei nodded excitedly, "I'll bring you some up in a while!"

The old man waved his hand.

"Don't panic, I'll go down to drink after standing on guard."

Two young men got off the city wall, Jixiang smiled and sighed. It’s good to be young, and looked outside the wall. The vast expanse of white snow.

The snow this year is really big.

The coming year should be a good year.

He plans to save some money to buy a piece of land, try to grow some things, and then marry a wife, and when the time comes is discharged, he will settle down here, which is considered stable.

As for Boulder City, he didn't plan to go back again.

The life here is not worse than there, and only when he is here does he feel the dignity he has never had before.

The manager said that they will never have to kneel to anyone in the future.

No one can take away their freedom from their hands anymore.

The whistling north wind was chilly, the little snow caught in the wind stopped for a while, and the clear moonlight was exposed behind the scattered clouds. The small animals that sneaked out for food quickly hid in the cave.

Jixiang spit out a mouthful of white mist, and suddenly felt a little cold, so he reached out to the oil lamp on the wall stack, trying to put his hand on it to keep warm.

As a result, didn't expect a hand shake and touched the oil lamp.

The lamp fell into the snowdrift, but it was not broken, but the fire went out.

Auspicious foul-mouthed foul-mouthed, so unfortunately, I plan to wait a while before changing the guard before going down to pick it up.

But at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly stopped, he immediately grabbed the telescope and took a look at the direction moved towards the north.

On the snow covered with moonlight, silhouettes were taking advantage of the night, moving towards their direction to speed up.

A pair of fierce eyes shot at him like a sharp arrow.

The murderous aura that rushes over ——

is exactly the same as the blood-handed person!    Jixiang's face changed wildly, without saying anything, he immediately grabbed the short whistle hanging around his neck, stuffed it into his mouth and blew it with all his strength, and moved towards the outside and fired a shot.

"Enemy attack!"

...

"hmph..."

"The hammer of order plays the drum of war. "

"The faith in steel broke ground."

"The white bear Knight rushed out."

"Capture evil and barbarism."

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"..."

The truck's engine rumbling.

Sitting on the co-pilot’s tail, with his arms on the window, blowing the cool breeze outside, humming and I don’t know where to hear the song.

Sisi, who was holding the direction, glanced at him.

"If you don't understand, just ask, is this a nursery rhyme?"

The tail said dissatisfied.

"What a nursery rhyme! This is called BGM!"

I really envy this guy's vigorous energy, and he is not sleepy at all.

Is it about to wake up?   Sisi sighed.

"Yeah, yes."

In the compartment of the truck.

one big and one small two pairs of eyes staring at each other.

In the end, the rat man couldn't hold on anymore, and coughed dryly.

"You look at me a little panic."

The Aoao Sesame Paste who hugged her knees was stunned, and the warm hat fell on the ground again, and quickly reached out and picked it up.

"Eh? No, I'm just curious...what kind of experience is being a mouse?"

How many people have asked themselves this question?

Sighed said helplessly.

"What do you mean? It’s a bit troublesome to say hello to friends, you have to raise your head high, but it’s very convenient to go through the ruins, and you won’t be beaten by a group if you accidentally get into a mouse’s den. Just go."

"It's not as uncoordinated as other alien species, there is no obstacle to using tools, and there is no debuff with slow growth in experience. Generally speaking, it is a sequence with unlimited potential."

Aoao Sesame Paste seems to be nodded.

This is a discussion from the perspective of intensity...

"I thought it would be sad to choose a different species."

The big mouse turning his belly Glancing at her strangely.

"What's so sad about this?"

"Because...not good-looking?"

"..."

MMP!

The ones that weren't sad, but now the ones that are uncomfortable! The   hard brother couldn't help but foul-mouthed in his heart.

They are all fluffy things. Where is the mouse worse than the cat?   Human stuff!   Die! Die!

……

The car has arrived.

The two guards in the carriage jumped down first and greeted everyone in the camp to pick up the food.

The guards are more knowledgeable than the refugees. They have seen lizards and bears. They are no strangers to the big rats that stand up to a meter tall, so they didn't take it seriously.

The strongman stretched his waist and was about to slip off the car and turn around. As a result, there was a harsh whistle in front of him at this moment.

Immediately after the sound of gunshots and explosions, the sesame paste that was about to jump from the carriage was startled, and the hat that had just been put on fell off again.

"Fa, what happened?!"

"I don't know..."

The big mouse swallowed his saliva.

There was a lot of gunfire in the north, such as firecrackers, with the flames of explosions from time to time.

The camp was in chaos, and the two guards who had gone down didn't know where they were, they probably ran to the north gate for reinforcements.

Standing next to the truck, Sisi looked up at the north wind and frowned.

"Gunshots, at least fifty...no, maybe one hundred?"

Maybe more?

She couldn't tell the gunfire of the guard from the gunfire of the attacker.

The big mouse said nervously.

"Your error is too big!?"

"After all, the gunshots of this game are not as regular as eating chicken...Tail, how do you say?"

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While speaking, Sisi looked towards the side.

Seeing that the tail has taken off the sickle assault rifle, his eyes flashed with excited rays of light.

"Sin! Chong!"

The look in the eyes is really understandable.

Sisi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled on his face and gave a thumbs up enthusiastically.

"Oh!"

"It seems that Awei has a chance to show his fists!"

This time the score can no longer be bottomed!   Seeing the two people moved towards the north and ran away, the remaining cats and mice were dumbfounded.

"Now, what should I do now?"

The sesame paste not knowing what to do looked towards the mouse next to him, but the brother is also confused now , I don't know what to do.

He has been on the battlefield once.

But it was mixing behind the mosquitoes, and there was a sound throughout the whole process.

"Anyway, I'll go there and help first."

Gan!   Isn’t it a task of running errands?   Neither did the mission briefing say that there was a fight!   Or he wouldn't even take the guy with him.

Throwing down that sentence, it was difficult for a strong man to brace oneself, chasing the tail and Sisi's footsteps followed, and only Aoao Sesame Paste was left next to the truck.

"Yi! Wait, don't you go..."

But it was too late.

When she yelled out, the big mouse was gone.

Sesame glutinous face didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and looked around anxiously, not knowing what to do.

And at this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze fell on the farmhouse, the house closest to the south gate.

There is an archive point!

She who often did courier tasks still remembered that there were a hundred dormant pods there, and players who usually didn't bother to return to the outpost would go offline here!   "Anyway... think of a way to inform others."

Do it when you think about it.

Sesame paste immediately ran over, rushed into the door, found an open dormant cabin, and lay in.

As the door is closed, the connection is broken.

When the speed of light went offline, she immediately took off her helmet, opened the laptop, boarded the official website forum, quickly edited a post and posted it.

"The major event is not good! The long-term farms have been fighting."

The post was posted within a few seconds and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"A fight?"

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"Aren't you holding a celebration?"

"Gan! The dog planner took advantage of my absence to go live again!"

Almost the same time the post was posted, a line of announcements suddenly popped up on the official website.

[Full server announcement: Robber from the north attacked Changjiu Farm, triggering an emergency mission. 】

[Dawn: A group of devour raw meat and fowl bandits, taking advantage of our celebration of the New Year, launched a shameful sneak attack! We will let them know that this is a stupid idea! ]

[Failure condition: The archive point is destroyed. (All players with roles in Changjiu Farm will enter the resurrection CD state)]

[Victory condition: repel the invaders! 】

As soon as the announcement came out, the forum was instantly fried.

"Fuck?!"

"Sneak attack?!"

"No, you can be killed even if you are offline?!"

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"Has the dog plan finally decided not to be a human being?"

"Brothers are on the number! What is the copy guy doing!"

"Want to explode my god costume?" I'm fighting with you!"

——

(This is probably the fastest I have ever broken a million words. I will publish the book at the end of July? Anyway, I will sprinkle some flowers~ )

(End of this chapter)