This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-11-19

  Chapter 227 FuneralAfter the   battle is over.

Chu Guang let people count the casualties.

There were 37 guards stationed at Changjiu Farm, 25 were killed, 4 were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.

A total of 221 players participated in the battle, but only half of them actually received the enemy. Many reinforcements from the outpost had just arrived on the battlefield, and the previous battle was over.

Except for the 4 people killed in the melee and 2 serious injuries, the rest are minor injuries. Even if the motion sickness is included, there are less than 10.

Since there is no irreversible damage, the injured player can lie down in the training cabin of the refuge for a while, and the problem is not big.

On the robber side, although at first offensive like a hot knife through butter, as players join the battlefield, they are quickly pressed on the ground and rubbed.

A total of 107 people were annihilated, 40 of them were killed by mosquitoes. When the edge was paddling water to lead people to search, only one was still half alive. Because the picture was too hideous, the fringe man couldn't bear to look at it, so he gave him a good time.

Apart from this, there are more than forty others, half of whom are seriously injured, and more than 40% are slightly injured.

It is not a righteous act to slaughter those who gave up resistance. The spanner did not execute these prisoners, but it does not mean forgiveness.

It's too cheap for them to die.

They should use their labor to repent in World of Ice and Snow and reclaim the wasteland north of Linghu until the sin or death is repaid.

As the cells were not enough, everyone was crammed into a warehouse. The area was small and there was no place to lie down, and they couldn't see their fingers.

Without medicines, or even bandages for dressing, some of the seriously injured prisoners quickly lost their breath, and even if the others were still alive, it would be difficult for them to survive tonight.

……

On the other side, the guard station.

In the house where the wounded were placed.

The young man with a bandage wrapped around his stomach was lying on his back on the stretcher, his weak breath was only half of his breath.

He was shot at least twice in the stomach, and there was a piece of shrapnel embedded in his shoulder.

Such a serious injury, on the wasteland with backward medical conditions, basically a death certificate can be issued.

There is not much sadness in his heart. When he picked up the gun, he thought he would die, but didn't expect this day to come so soon.

If I had any regrets, I probably didn't drink the bowl of hot soup in the end.

I really want to know what it smells like...

Just when he felt a little sleepy, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Lu Bei!"

Trying to open his eyes, Lu Bei saw a young man with a bandage on his arm running towards him.

"...Xu Shun?"

"Lu Bei! Very good, you are still alive!"

Laughed weakly, Lu Bei was about to say something, However, Xu Shun hurriedly took out a needle, and then stuck it on his arm.

There is no tingling sensation.

Lu Bei even wondered if there were any needles.

Looking at his relaxed friend, he hesitated and said.

"This is?"

"The treatment needle! The manager sent us, it is said that as long as there is half a breath, we can save it!"

Xu Shun laughed and continued with relief.

"It can be regarded as catching up! I thought it was too late!"

The treatment needle?   Lu Bei was taken aback.

Can that thing be useful?

Just when he was thinking about this, the wounds on his stomach and shoulders were like ten thousand ants crawling past, and it was so itchy that people couldn't help but want to scratch them.

Pain began to return.

This is a good thing.

Lu Bei gradually felt that his cold body seemed to be warming up, and his trance consciousness gradually became sober.

His eyes widened and his words filled with disbelief.

Does it really work? !

It's amazing!   Looking at Lu Bei who was gradually recovering, Xu Shun stretched out his hand to support his arm and said excitedly.

"Brother, do you feel better?"

Lu Bei nodded.

"It's much better...but I haven't taken the shrapnel on my shoulder yet."

Xu Shun said.

"You are too weak now to perform surgery. I am afraid that the shrapnel will have to wait for a while to recover."

He said with emotion.

"Hey, it's a pity that the pimple soup is mushy, but it tastes okay if you heat it up. Can you feel you can eat something now? You can eat it, I'll help you get a bowl. "

When Lu Bei heard that he had something to eat, he immediately became energetic and stretched out his hand to support the bed.

"Go, let's go together."

"Go together?"

Before Xu Shun could react, he was surprised to see that he was only a few minutes away. The good brother, who was hanging about half a breath, sat up from the bed unexpectedly.

Touched his belly, Lu Bei laughed said.

"I'm not quite clear either, but I feel better... You see, it's nothing at all."

As he said, he jumped out of bed numbly Coming down, urged his friends.

"Hurry up, wait for it to get cold again!"

It is not just Lu Bei who has recovered, but the other three seriously injured guards have also been relieved with the help of the treatment. Come.

However, although the treatment needle can accelerate the recovery, it cannot regenerate the severed limb, nor can it restore the burned skin to be exactly the same as before.

Lu Bei is probably the luckiest one. Those two bullets did not hit the point.

If it is a little bit down or a little bit up, he will probably have to spend the rest of his life in regret.

"Has the medicine been distributed?"

Standing at the gate of the guard station, Chu Guang found the wrench that was directing the aftermath.

This man is also ruthless. The polymer bulletproof board hanging in front of the "five style" outer skeleton has been completely broken. Driven by skeleton, he fought tenaciously to the end.

Different from the player.

They have no pain reduction.

There is no second life either.

This bravery is worthy of at least a silver medal!

"It has been posted..." Noting the manager's sight on his chest, the wrench glanced down, his expression was a bit ashamed for an instant, "Sorry, I broke the equipment you gave me. "

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Raise your head, you have done a good job. If the equipment is broken, you can repair it, if you can’t repair it, you can replace it with a new one, but there is only one life. I hope you can see the latter better than the former More important."

Four treatment needles, two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs, and more than ten boxes of hemostatic bandages.

In the past, Chu Guang disliked the useless intermediate blind box, but this time it came in handy.

However, this wave of consumption almost emptied his medicine reserves.

The battle is imminent.

The points seem to have been saved up to 120 points. This time I go back and throw it on the intermediate blind box.

There was a touch of touch on Wrench's face.

He knows how expensive the skeleton is, he has seen it in the store.

lifts the head, he said in a sonorous voice.

"Yes, my lord!"

Chu Guang looked at him approvingly nodded.

"I will ask someone to make you a steel breastplate and put it on."

"Now, take me to see the wounded."

"Yes!" Wrench was nodded with excitement, and walked ahead.

As they moved towards the guard station, a young man was slipping out of the station.

When the north wind hu hu blows, Lu Bei tightens the coat that has been ripped a few holes on his body, and moves towards a little place to the north.

A great battle broke out here earlier. The ground was covered with dirty snow and muddy water mixed with blood. The footprints of each horrible to see were hard on the ground, not completely frozen.

Several reinforced guards stationed in the vicinity on duty, supervising several prisoners of war to drag their bodies to the empty ground and line up.

The body is easy to identify, the guards are all wearing black coats, and the robbers are dressed in ugly fur.

The bodies of the guards were covered with cloth or something.

The robber's body is placed on its back, and a truck will be towed away in a while.

The corpse will attract decaying alien species, and it is more likely to bring plague, which must be dealt with in time.

Noting the boy wrapped in a coat, a guard walked up and urged him to leave.

"Hey, what are you shaking here, go back quickly, be careful that the wound is frozen."

Lv Bei whispered.

"I'll go back later, I'll find someone."

Seeing the expression on his face, the guard was startled.

After a moment of silence, he was nodded.

"Then you hurry up."

"Thank you!"

nodded After thanking him, Lu Bei ran in immediately. After searching in this pile of dead people for a while, he finally found the person he was looking for.

Breathing pauses slightly.

Shaking fingers lifted the linen cloth.

Glancing at the frosted wrinkles and eyebrows, Lu Bei's Adam's apple moved. This time he finally believed what his comrades had said to him.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Bei silently took out a still warm lunch box from his arms and placed it next to the old man's face.

"...Captain told me that it takes more courage than facing Death Claw."

"He also said, thanks to you, we reacted immediately. , Otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"He said, our enemies are much stronger than bloody hands, and defeating them is something to be proud of. We have not only defeated our enemies, but we have also defeated us. The past."

"Captain said a lot, but I can’t remember it. I remember that the pimple soup was quite delicious, especially when it was just scooped out of the pot, I took it all over my body in one bite. It's all hot..."

"...I put it here."

Lu Bei was about to get up, when suddenly he saw the whistle biting on the cracked lips.

After being silent for a while, Lu Bei stretched out his hand and gently pulled the whistle bitten by the tooth, and took it from his mouth.

He found a pocket with no holes on the coat of riddled with scars, and he carefully put it in to save it.

"Thank you."

"I will keep it for you."

In a low voice, the young man covered him with a cloth and got up After a military salute, the direction moved towards the guard station was gone...

……

Official website:

[Full server announcement: The emergency mission is over, Thank you everyone, you thwarted robber's raid, the victory belongs to you! ]

[Full server announcement: All players who respond to the mobilization will receive a bronze gear medal, and the squad with the highest score will receive a silver gear medal. ]

[The campaign rewards will be settled later, I wish you all a happy holiday. 】

For the aborigines on the wasteland, the price of any victory is heavy.

But for players who are not part of this world, this is after all just a game.

Those who take off their helmets have to eat dumplings that have not been eaten, or reheat the cold takeaway. There may be unfinished work to be done for a while.

Chu Guang pondered for a long time, but in the end he didn't write his heavy heart in the announcement.

Today is New Year's Day.

There will be a funeral at dawn.

The battle report can be sent tomorrow.

Things other than the main line can be written in the official website data set, or placed as an easter egg in the game for players to discover by themselves.

They have done a good job.

Human nature should not be tortured by dogs.

Forum:

Tomato scrambled eggs: "Brothers, what's the situation on the front line? Is the team battle over?"

Old Bai: "I was lonely , When we rushed over from the outpost, the front was over."

Tail: "The tail is the first one! This time it must be MVP! (｀)Ψ"

WC really has mosquitoes: "Don't think about it, the MVP must be me, I killed the fourth team alone! (Barring teeth)"

Tail: "!!!"

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Fucking?!"

Ye Shi: "Fucking! Are you hanging up?!"

Professor Yang of the Thunder King: "If you don’t understand, ask four. How many people are in the team?"

Gale: "Robbers are usually Ten Men Squad..."

Professor Yang, the Thunder King: "Awesome!"

Quit smoking: "Damn, so strong?!"

Irena: "Yes, you can, goblin technology is rising strongly. (Funny)"

Ya'er, I want to go to the toilet:" What a great hammer! The cannon is ours! (turning the table)"

"Laugh, that's all? It doesn't make up to one company. My uncle and the others, the most The weak cook also has a hundred lives in his hands. Only forty, not even a rookie."

Irena: "Brother, although we are a black forum, this is not the case. Don’t talk nonsense. (Funny)"

Ye Shi: "If you don’t understand, just ask, your uncle is Helding? (Funny)"

……

The funeral of the fallen guards is held in the early morning of the second day.

All the guards lined up at the north gate, moved towards the sky fired three shots, and then carried the bodies of the dead onto the truck.

In the waste soil, burying in the soil is equivalent to giving food to the alien species. Many alien species have the habit of digging in the soil and digging holes.

If you can choose, almost no one will choose burial.

The wish of the overwhelming majority guards is to go to the iron stove just like those blue coats who have helped them.

There are also people who wish to be cremated and scattered their ashes in lakes, high buildings, or places they have fought and defended.

No one knows their last wishes better than their comrades-in-arms, and those who survive will do the "things afterwards" for them.

At the end of the funeral.

Before leaving, Chu Guang suddenly noticed that several players were also watching from a distance, and stayed till the end like him.

Shaozi: "By the way...The NPC in this game is dead, can't it be refreshed?"

Macabazi: "It should be, I remember setting They seem to be gone after they die, but someone else will take their place."

Sighed.

"Hey..."

Macabazi glanced at him.

"What's wrong, brother? Emo early in the morning?"

Shao Xiaozi: "It's nothing...I just counted a circle and found that there was a missing person."

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Makabazi said in surprise: "Hey, can you still remember their faces?"

His face is blind, there are few faces that can be remembered in reality, let alone Game with filters.

The only ones I can remember are Xiaoyu and Xia Boss, plus at most Luca.

Oh yes, and the respectable manager.

However, the manager does not always show his face. Remember that his face is not very meaningful. The deep blue power armor is more representative.

Said Shao Zizi sighed.

"No, I only remember a few. For example, the old man, he would go to the lake to watch us fishing on the rest of the week. I knew he was a fellow man when I looked at his expression. I gave him the fishing rod Amway, and taught him to catch leeches with a bottle..."

Macabazi was stunned.

"Ah...Is there a hidden mission?"

"No."

Shook the head, sighed for the third time.

"Although it is meaningless, it is also quite interesting."

"And when I thought that the fisherman would not come again, I was still a bit lonely... ”

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(I overestimated my hand speed... I wanted to post the next paragraph together, but when I look at the time, I feel uncomfortable TT)

(End of this chapter)