This Game Is Too Realistic

65th Street.

Under the bell tower covered with slime mold.

Standing in the center of the carpet, the Queen let out a dry and hoarse roar.

The emotions of panic and anger were like a tsunami, spreading restless ripples along its tentacle-like hair.

The aliens around them screamed.

The mother nest behind it is still giving birth all the time, but those weak "new babies" cannot give it any sense of security.

Especially the continuous deaths of node objects have caused it to lose control of the front line, and its children are suffering meaningless injuries...

The scarlet pupils were filled with confusion.

The continuous offensive has lasted for nearly ten nights, and it can see the withering of life in the thick gray-green fog.

However, it is not white.

those people……

Why can't they all be killed?

Even after so many days of consumption, they still had enough energy to attack.

What particularly puzzled it was that through the thick gray-green fog, it actually perceived a series of familiar "ripples".

Completely incomprehensible.

Those ants that resist evolution...

Haven't you already died once?

…

Under the collapsed overpass.

The truck covered with slime mold was slowly retreating, and large swarms of gnawing insects rushed towards Lao Bai and his group who were hiding in the building.

Before the truck could pull away from the end of the street, a rocket trailing flames caught up with it and hit the front of the truck impartially.

The warhead exploded with a bang, sparks flying throughout the cockpit, and the high-temperature liquid metal sprayed across the cockpit.

The cockpit is its weak point.

To be precise, the driver's position.

As the bacterial clumps in the cockpit were destroyed, the truck broke down on the spot. The bacterial clumps in the compartment stopped squirming, and the nibblers who had crawled into the cargo box also crawled out one after another.

"Nice!" Ye Shi, who was leaning against the window of the building with his gun, shouted excitedly.

"The enemy artillery position has been destroyed!"

Lao Bai, who was standing in front of another window, calmly put away the smoky transmitter, glanced at the VM on his arm, and his eyes were filled with joy.

[Mission: Decisive moment! 】

Coming!

The counterattack has begun!

The tomato scrambled egg holding the LD light machine gun on the side continued to pull the trigger, using the tongue of fire from the gun's muzzle to tear the gnawers who climbed out of the truck into pieces.

The node objects were destroyed, and the gnawing beasts that escaped from control kept rushing into their downstairs, with a few crawling beasts among them!

However, the lizard guarding the door is like a door god, preventing the swarming alien species from entering even half a step! Every time he waved his claws, it was like a bloody storm.

He tore the rushing crawler into two pieces, his amber pupils in the darkness flashing with excitement and bloodlust.

This alone was not enough, the garbage man who went completely crazy, harvested wildly, and screamed endlessly.

"Totally crazy!"

The violence buried deep in his blood was completely released, and he felt the strong desire flowing in his blood vessels.

The unread portion of the DNA sequence—

Awakening!

The man next to him drew his bow and shot an arrow, which accurately penetrated the head of another crawling dragon. The fragments of the explosion then shattered half of its head.

The action of setting up a bow and shooting an arrow has almost become a gust of wind!

Guangfeng, who was standing next to him, had a light machine gun pressed against his right shoulder, firing at the gnawing beasts that were rushing towards him.

Although the combat effectiveness of the robotic arm alone is difficult to exert, it is still very stable when combined with the KV-1 exoskeleton gun!

In order to fully adapt to the hand-to-hand street fighting environment, he simply replaced the bipod under the muzzle with a thorn, completely transforming into a front row!

The bodies were piled into a hill.

The gnawing beasts on the artillery position have been cleared away, and almost all the people rushing up now are aliens from other places.

The wave seemed to be retreating.

However, the alien species that had been withdrawn from the front line hit them right in the face.

Looking at the crowd of heterogeneous beauties coming from the corner of the street, the face of the quitter who was squatting by the window of the building changing his magazine changed slightly.

He's down to his last two magazines!

"Old Bai, the mission has been completed... When will we retreat?"

"Retreat? It doesn't exist!"

Lao Bai shouted excitedly.

"Brothers, hold on! The whistle for counterattack has sounded! Our reinforcements will be defeated soon!"

Ye Shi turned his face sideways, surprised.

"Reinforcements?"

He had never thought that there would be reinforcements for this mission.

This is already quite far back, and a few steps ahead is the clock tower on 65th Street.

It can be said that the nest is somewhere under their noses!

"Friendly forces on the front line have defeated the wave! They are on their way!"

The moment Lao Bai finished speaking, a harsh scream came from the air.

"Pay attention to concealment!"

At first he thought it was a rocket attack, so Lao Bai yelled and lowered his head reflexively.

The people behind the bunker followed suit, but they soon discovered that what was coming was not a rocket, but a mosquito glider that was more terrifying than the rocket.

The sound was like the roar of a tearing machine, and the rain of bullets from the sky drew two deadly arcs on the street.

The gnawing beasts crowded on the street corner fell down like wheat in an instant.

Looking at the roaring silhouette and the fleeting "WX-1", Ye Shi had a look of confusion on his face.

"What the hell?! What is that?"

"Mosquito's glider..." Lao Bai swallowed, his eyes also filled with surprise.

Obviously he didn't expect that the pile of wooden parts actually flew up.

He thought the mosquito was joking!

"Hahahaha, this is so cool!"

In the cabin of the glider, Mosquito's hands tightly grasped the joystick, his blood-filled face was filled with excitement and excitement, and adrenaline surged throughout his body.

Shell casings were continuously thrown from the cabin, and the roar of machine guns made his legs numb.

It’s a pity that the diameter of 7mm is a bit small!

The Maxim with the water-cooling box removed has no splash effect. If it were replaced with the same 30mm cannon as the A-10, the whole street would be overturned!

A swoop carried away swaths of gnawing beasts.

Mosquito jerked the lever.

The glider whizzed down, almost gliding close to the half-collapsed overpass, and then swung sideways, grazing the leaning building and passing through the gap between the buildings.

The restless heartbeat gradually returned. Mosquito took a deep breath, straightened the fuselage, and then raised the height.

This plane is still a bit difficult to control.

Without a gyroscope, he could only judge whether the fuselage was balanced by feeling.

"Damn it... we still need to make the gyroscope and airspeed tube. Without these two things, we would be risking our lives to fly the plane!"

After muttering something in his mouth, Mosquito took the time to glance at the battlefield below.

A comprehensive counterattack has begun.

Company A, composed of 120 players, served as the offensive force and took the lead in launching the attack. Three companies, B, C, and D, were on standby behind Company A, while Companies E and F spread out from the flanks. It seemed that they planned to penetrate both sides of No. 65 Street and launch a pincer offensive in conjunction with ABCD on the front battlefield.

In addition, there is a reserve team of 400 people on standby in the rear, ready to make up for any major injuries in the front.

Despite the large space in this city, in fact there are only a few passable roads, so it is still difficult to fully expand more than a thousand people.

The advance in units of hundreds of people was already the limit that the width of the battlefield could accommodate.

If you want to pass through the ruins with complicated road conditions to the rear of the mother nest, you have to further break up into parts and advance in a group of ten or even three or five people.

However, this is also the advantage of players.

Even when fighting alone, the players who take on the mission can still maintain high morale and may even sacrifice without hesitation for the sake of the team's victory.

If it were replaced by mercenaries or the militiamen of Boulder City, asking them to disperse the team into the ruins and penetrate the hinterland of the alien species would be almost the same as asking them to die.

The Mosquito Jian adjusted its nose and quickly launched the second round of air strikes.

VM has been tied to his thigh and used as a radar.

Through the positions of other players and the flashing gun flames on the street, he can roughly judge where the fighting is fierce and where the alien species is.

Then swipe it suddenly and you’re done!

When the Mosquitoes began their third round of swooping, the players had completely occupied 67th Street and joined the Cow Horse Team under the overpass.

More than a dozen heavily modified KV-1 exoskeletons opened the way in front, the machine guns in their hands spitting flames, and they strode forward.

They are not only the vanguard of firepower, but also mobile ammunition boxes, and a steel city wall!

A group of five players followed behind them, some carrying rifles, some carrying Iron Fist rocket launchers, and light and heavy lances used to suppress high-armor units.

With the support of artillery, armor and air power, Company A's offensive was overwhelming!

In addition, a ten-man team of Pyrotroopers followed behind Company A.

They wore heavy protective clothing and gas masks, and the flamethrowers on their backs were the masterpieces of mosquitoes - "Hellfire 1.0"!

However, these flamethrowers did not participate in the frontline battle.

The gnawing fire will become more dangerous. Facing tons of alien swarms, incendiary bombs are a good choice, but Molotov cocktails and fire-breathing soldiers are definitely not.

The real purpose of the more than thirty liters of fuel carried on their backs is to clear fixed targets.

Like the brood!

Under the control of "node objects", the food on the street became a mess, and the excessive number turned into a burden, and they were huddled together in unsteady steps.

The street was stained black with charred corpses and slime.

The 88mm shells falling from time to time, cooperating with the offensive of Company A, pushed forward, and the Jies quickly recovered a large area between 68th Street and 65th Street.

Some of the alien species retreated to the clock tower on 65th Street at the call of the brood, but most of them stayed in place, relying on their animal instincts to rush towards the players closest to them.

Their movements are fast and furious.

But anyone can see that they are at the end of their strength!

65th Street.

The fungus carpet covering the concrete floor quickly turned into coke under the baptism of flames.

Incubators hidden in shops along the street were destroyed one by one, and players used Molotov cocktails and flamethrowers to destroy the rows of stirring eggs.

Three companies of nearly 400 players quickly completed the attack on No. 65 Street. The burning flames and billowing smoke covered the ominous gray-green cloud.

The blue power armor stood at the front line of the position. Chu Guang held the nitrogen power hammer in his hand and looked around at the messy battlefield around him.

The full circulation system has been activated.

Not even a speck of ash could fly into his armor, let alone spores.

A creeper was running towards him, but before it could reach him, it was beaten into a sieve by a group of awakened players with rifles.

Looking at the struggling beast lying on the ground, Chu Guang casually pulled out the silver snake revolver hanging from his waist and shot it in the head, ending its life.

I really miss it when I think about it.

I remember that more than half a year ago, when I had just leveled up, I took Ye Shi and Fang Chang, who were even newer than me, to Brown Farm to exchange things. A creeper almost wiped out the three of them.

As for now...

He didn't even need to take action.

Putting away the revolver, Chu Guang looked at the building with a giant clock not far away.

The dark red fungus carpet has climbed up to the third floor, with hyphae as thick as thighs adhering to nearby buildings, and the dark windows are filled with a permeating scarlet color.

That should be the nest... although compared to the similar ones in the center, it is still young, even young.

It’s hard to imagine.

It only took less than two weeks for it to develop into this shape. If it had been given a few more weeks, only God knows what would have happened.

Chu Guang waved his hand, signaling Company A, which had arrived under the building, to launch an attack.

The power players lined up in a row, and dozens of 20mm light rifles were set up and fired in turn. In just one minute, nearly a hundred high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing incendiary bombs were poured out, killing the six tyrants guarding the door along with them. The surrounding fungus carpet and concrete walls were blasted into pieces.

Large areas of steel bars are exposed in front of the players.

Chu Guang continued to issue orders, and the eager fire-breathing soldiers lit the flash caps at the mouth of the fire-breathing pipes, and began to move forward under the cover of other players.

After looking at the corpse on the ground, the canyon-escaping mole muttered to himself.

"really……"

Hearing his muttering, he glanced at him.

"Sure enough?"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "The control of the slime mold by the Nest is not in the form of direct control, but indirectly through the control of the node organisms. Therefore, as long as the node organisms are killed, the wave will naturally be reduced... until it finally dies. ”

Edge stroke: "...Isn't this what I said?"

The fugitive mole in the canyon coughed dryly.

"I summed it up for you."

"..."

It’s okay to summarize.

Edge Paddling was speechless and looked at the bell tower in front of him.

That should be the command tower of the wave, the nest that breeds slime mold and spreads spores.

A team of ten soldiers rushed in under cover of the fire-breathing soldiers. I believe it won't be long before the whole street will be filled with the smell of roasted mushrooms.

The story is over——

?

Just as he was thinking this, the sound of an explosion suddenly came from the bell tower, and a tongue of fire more than ten meters long rushed out of the door.

Burning concrete blocks flew out one after another, and a figure several meters high appeared in the billowing smoke. Flesh-red fungi hung on the ground like a skirt, and tentacles floated behind its head like squirming worms. snake.

When enemies meet, they will be jealous.

Looking at the figure walking out of the billowing smoke, Commander Quanshui opened his eyes wide and pointed at the thing and shouted excitedly.

"That's it! The Queen!"

"Heavy infantry come forward with me! Shield wall defense! Strengthen the gun, change to armor-piercing bullets, follow my orders and prepare -"

This time he put on a heavy cavalry exoskeleton, with rigid armor from his toes to his hair, so he couldn't give it away for free.

The Queen let out a shrill roar, and from behind her tall body, dozens of tentacles shot out like lightning, stabbing the player standing outside the bell tower.

Twenty KV-1 exoskeletons stepped forward and set up the steel plates in their hands to protect the teammates behind them.

The whip-like tentacles whipped over, and there was a muffled sound when a pair of steel plates were pulled out!

Many people swayed slightly and moved back an inch, but no substantial damage was caused by the tentacles.

Quan Shui, who was standing on the front line, was slightly stunned, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

I always feel...

A little weak?

At this moment, a piercing scream came from the sky, followed closely by a series of tons of fire rain.

The flame-spitting glider swooped down and fired bullets from the stairs to the top of the Queen's head.

Although the 7mm bullet failed to penetrate the horny armor attached to the Queen's surface, it tore into pieces the tentacles extending from its back.

Strings of blood mist and dust exploded!

The ten-meter-long tentacle was broken inch by inch, lying on the ground twisting and struggling like a severed earthworm. The black blood from the broken area surged like a spring, soaking the broken steps in an instant.

The players who were preparing for the BOSS battle were shocked when they saw this scene.

Damn it? !

Is this thing so weak?

Not only the players in Quan Shui and the front line were waiting for the battle, but Chu Guang, who had just set up his Gauss rifle, was also stunned for a moment.

I originally thought that if this guy dared to take the initiative, he would have some trump cards in his hand, but he didn't expect that he was completely struggling to his death.

The queen, whose weak point was severely damaged, let out a roar of pain, and her huge body began to move backwards.

The fungus carpet attached to the building was also squirming restlessly. Scarlet eggs fell on the steps one after another, and fully hatched fruiting bodies emerged from them one after another.

Some of them are missing arms, some are missing legs, or simply have no lower body, only heads and mouths hanging on their necks.

They roar and charge towards the players.

This seemed like a final charge.

"Fire!"

Quan Shui suddenly waved his right hand forward.

Dozens of rifles and light machine guns released their firepower at the same time, instantly tearing these fully hatched gnawers into pieces.

Players carrying light and heavy lances were about to rush up the stairs over the corpses on the ground to chase the queen who was evacuating the lair.

However, at this moment, the ear-piercing scream rushed in front of them.

Faintly——

The battlefield atmosphere team who rushed to the front heard a familiar strange cry.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Head! Mine!"

The swooping glider plunged into the main entrance of the clock tower, and with the propeller rotating at high speed, the nose of the aircraft hit the Queen's chest straight up.

The huge inertia pushed the several-meter-high body to the ground and dragged it forward several meters. The queen, whose chest was stirred by the propeller, let out a roar of pain.

However, it quickly exploded and the flames engulfed the glider and the queen who fell to the ground.

The heat wave of the explosion hit his face.

The flying pieces of wood knocked against my helmet, and I, wearing the KV-1, finally came to my senses and couldn't help but swallow.

"Isn't solid hydrogen safe?"

He heard that the solid-state hydrogen battery being planned does not use pure solid-state hydrogen as the raw material. There are some intermediate substances in it that will make the battery less likely to explode.

It is precisely for this reason that although the energy storage effect of solid hydrogen is slightly inferior to that of metallic hydrogen, its uses are wider than the latter.

The battlefield atmosphere team who stopped was silent for a while and gave an uncertain answer.

"...Maybe there's a detonator stuck in the battery?"

Or maybe they put explosives with delayed fuses in the cabin.

The warlord didn't think it was strange, but I was the most shocked and my eyes widened.

"F*ck...as for that?!"

Even though the plane is made of wood, it’s not cheap, right?

At least those two Maxim machine guns were quite expensive. He had seen them in the NPC shop. Each one cost thousands of silver coins!

Commander Quan Shui, wearing a "heavy cavalry" exoskeleton, walked over from behind and glanced at the smoke-filled hall.

"died?"

The battlefield atmosphere team nodded.

"Probably dead."

"To be on the safe side, let's go in and take a look." Commander Quanshui chuckled and patted his arm, "Leave it to you."

Warlander rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.

The protective power of the Miner Type I with welded steel plates is not weak, but it is only a few hundred million points worse than the Type 6 "Heavy Cavalry" of the People's Federation.

Looking at the two teammates who were discussing calmly, I couldn't help but say.

"Wait, why aren't you surprised at all?"

When the commander of the spring water and the edge paddling heard this sentence, their eyes looked a little subtle.

"They are mosquitoes after all..."

"Hmm... I would find it strange if all the airplanes had useful functions."

I am the darkest: "..."

…

[Server-wide announcement: "Queen" was killed for the first time by "WC Really Has Mosquitoes"! 】

[Because the player chose to leave, this achievement will be recorded in the Hall of Fame! 】

[Mission: The decisive moment (completed)]

[We have defeated the wave, and victory belongs to us! 】

Both online and offline players saw this series of pop-up windows from the VM or the official website at the same time.

With the defeat of the "level BOSS", this new nest has also lost the last layer of barrier to protect it, and is completely exposed to the players.

The horizon in the distance was already turning fish belly white.

Barrels of fuel were sent into the bell tower.

The fire was about to start.

The scorching flames boiled in the body of the nest, and together with the hot smoke, they engulfed the egg masses stirring on the fungus carpet, as well as the tentacles that transported nutrients and organic matter one by one.

In the smoke and fire, large chunks of fungi fell from the walls of the bell tower.

Even if the remaining fuel may not be enough to completely burn these thick carpets, they will quickly die if they are not supplied.

Or degenerate into "harmless" plaque.

The players below the clock tower cheered in victory.

Since the launch of the server of "Wasteland OL", this is the first time for a thousand-person battle.

Many people stood in front of the burning bell tower and took photos with their comrades. Headsets capable of taking pictures were passed between players.

Looking at the burning bell tower on the street filled with morning light, the shock Chu Guang felt in his heart was far more intense than that of the players.

They beat the tide!

Nothing in this city can threaten their survival anymore, and this also means that they have truly established a foothold in the northern suburbs of Qingquan.

Boulder City, located in the West Third Ring Road, may be a potential threat, but for now, they have not shown any obvious hostility.

Perhaps the south is the core of their interests.

Chu Guang raised his eyes and looked towards the north, surging emotions surging in his heart.

If neither Boulder City nor Great Rift Valley has any intention of ending the turmoil in the River Valley Province, then this matter is destined to be done by him.

At this moment, a light blue window appeared in Chu Guang's field of vision.

[The wave will end within 7 days. 】

[Congratulations, young manager...]