This Game Is Too Realistic

The exoskeleton is convenient to put on, but not so convenient to take off.

The warrior who got into the woods struggled for a long time before taking off all his equipment and bringing it out into Kakarot's hands.

"Good brother, I leave my clothes to you!"

Now he was wearing a torn sack, and he was carrying one in his hand. He looked more like a scavenger than a scavenger. His shabby appearance made Lao Hei want to take out his wallet.

Kakarot simply extended his hand.

"Where's VM? Come out too."

"Damn! How can I mark the location without VM?"

"Are you stupid? You can't go offline and go to the official website to mark the mark?" Kakarot rolled his eyes, "Besides wearing this thing, besides proving that you are a resident of the shelter, is there any other use? "

"That's right... I can go offline and report my points."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team suddenly realized it and decisively took VM off his arm and stuffed it into Kakarot's hand.

Lao Hei stared at him with a strange expression on his face until the figure disappeared into the woods.

"Is this guy really okay?"

Kakarot grinned and patted his shoulder.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter if the person has a son or not, as long as the equipment doesn't have a son, let's go, it's time for us to set off!"

…

A group of people and soldiers are divided into two groups.

Kakarot and I entered the eastern camp of the Storm Troops, while the Warlord followed the survivors' footsteps and headed northwest alone.

It has not been an uneventful journey.

Maybe this costume was too deceptive, maybe it was because he was alone, and even the mutant hyena dared to come and take advantage of him.

Thanks to his level, he has broken through the LV20 bottleneck and his genetic sequence has reached the third stage.

Even without the weapon, he still relied on his agility and the weapon he picked up casually, and he still easily killed the two hyenas that rushed towards him, and scared away the last one.

"Damn it, I should have kept a dagger on me!" Looking at the blood on his hand, the warrior threw away the branch that was broken into two parts and cursed.

Only then did he suddenly realize that walking alone in the wasteland was more strange than carrying a gun and rebelling without weapons.

However, it is too late to think about this problem now.

He picked up a wooden stick and sharpened it with a stone to use as a short spear, and the warlord continued to follow the footprints on the ground.

After walking for about ten miles, from morning to noon, we finally passed through the dense jungle and arrived at a relatively open area.

The sound of gurgling water was heard not far away, and Warfield's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Water source!"

"It should be not far ahead!"

As we all know, the best place to camp is near a water source, and the larger the team, the more upstream areas should be chosen as much as possible.

Realizing that the legion's camp was nearby, the warrior stopped worrying and walked straight to the stream, intending to clean the sticky blood on his hands and wash his face at the same time.

However, just when he was about to pick up a handful of water and throw it on his face, the movement of his hands suddenly stopped.

"Tsk... The character in my game is so handsome. If you get closer, you will definitely notice something wrong."

This is not okay.

Rolling his eyes, the warrior simply let go, picked up a piece of mud from the river and wiped it on his face. After rubbing it, he looked back at the water and nodded with satisfaction.

nice.

It finally looks like that.

This is what it tastes like...

It smells weird.

Without staying at the edge of the stream for any longer, the warlord leaned on the wooden stick in his hand and searched for Fang Yan upstream, intending to find the specific location of the camp, then look for iconic reference objects nearby before evacuating.

However, what he didn't expect was that before he reached the camp, he ran into several soldiers carrying rifles and wearing black robes.

The other party obviously noticed him and looked straight in his direction.

With his heart jumping into his throat, the warlord secretly thought that something was going to happen, and he tightened his grip on the stick in his hand.

But——

The elite monster standing in front of him seemed to be confused by his attire. He did not directly trigger the battle, but raised his gun and aimed at him in a wary manner.

"stop!"

The warlord stopped obediently and took the initiative to throw away the sharpened stick in his hand before the other party asked him to throw away his weapon.

The soldier stared at him and continued.

"Who are you?"

"me……"

The warlord was about to answer, but he couldn't help but hear the words he was talking about. He only had a few words in his mind. After searching for a while, he couldn't make them up, and he was so anxious that he almost broke out in sweat.

But...

It was precisely because of his reaction that the opponent relaxed his vigilance.

Looking at the frightened wastelander with disdain, the soldier's eyes clearly showed some contempt.

"Scavenger?"

Warfield's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Where did the blood on your body come from?"

The warlord shook the sack in his hand, slowly put his hand in, and took out the mutated hyena with bloody flesh inside.

Seeing the branch stuck around the hyena's neck, several soldiers looked at each other with no concealment of ridicule in their brows and words.

"I told you, the survivors here are like monkeys."

"Tsk, tsk, you don't even have a decent warrior, and you're still fighting aliens with your bare hands."

"It's a shame they survived."

"They will thank us. At least we brought civilization to them!"

The leading soldier didn't speak, but he no longer had any doubts. He lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand, pointed to his feet, and then pointed to the woods behind him.

"Throw everything here, people move forward."

Although the warlord heard it half-understood, he could still understand the gesture, and he felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.

What the hell is going on?

He just planned to come and take a look and leave, but he didn't expect to be caught as a scavenger.

The soldiers obviously had no intention of letting him go.

The warlord only hesitated for half a second, then put down the things in his hands obediently and walked obediently to Fang Yan where the soldier pointed.

After advancing about five hundred meters, a spacious camp gate came into view.

The north side of the camp is close to the hills, and not far to the east is the stream flowing from the mountain stream.

The entire camp is large, but the facilities are extremely simple. There are only a row of wooden fence walls, a few wooden sentry towers, and a few dozen tents.

Soldiers in black robes were standing guard and patrolling nearby. I don't know how many there were, but it was probably no less than two centurions.

The center of the camp was filled with darkness, obviously the survivors who had been driven here. Their number is also unclear, but it can only be estimated that it should not be less than five thousand.

If they hadn't gathered together, none of the warriors would have imagined that there were so many survivors living in the small Ruigu City.

Unlike him who was empty-handed, everyone here was carrying large and small bags of luggage, and their faces all had expressions of confusion, fear, or sluggishness.

Most of them were involuntarily taken to this strange place and stayed with a group of people they had never seen before.

Before the warrior could regain his senses, he was confused and pushed by a soldier at gunpoint to the back of the team at the entrance of the camp.

There was a table at the door, and an officer sat behind it. He was holding a pen in his hand, writing on the paper, and casually throwing a sign with a number on it to the survivors standing in front of the table.

Finally arrived at Warlanders.

The officer tapped the table with his pen and said impatiently when he saw that the man was so stupid that he didn't respond.

"name."

The warlord could understand this everyday expression, but of course he couldn't report his game ID, that would be too strange.

In desperation, he blurted out.

"Pangolin."

The officer didn't say anything, just drew a few strokes on the paper, and then threw the sign to the warrior. Most of the wastelanders are uneducated. Not to mention using animals as their names, there are quite a few who use tables and stools as their names.

The warlord suspected that this guy didn't even listen to what he said, but he didn't stop in front of the door. He glanced at the numbers on the sign and walked into the camp.

A group of people stood in the open space in a daze.

He didn't know where to go either.

Just when he was at a loss, a survivor next to him who looked similar to him suddenly came over.

"Dude, where are you from?"

Warlander said casually.

"…Bate Street."

The survivor looked confused.

"Bate Street? Never heard of it."

"It's a bit far from here... I was also unlucky enough to be captured." Warfield Man wanted to express this, but he had too little vocabulary and stumbled over a lot of words. The other party was confused and could only think of him as Maybe a stammer.

"Really? You've got terrible luck...although I'm not much better."

The man sighed and continued.

"I, 卍夌八, come from Shikoshu Village... Those guys in black robes drove us here without saying anything."

"I... am a pangolin." The warlord then asked what he was most concerned about, "What are those people planning to do to us?"

"have no idea."

There was an obvious sadness on Juba's face.

"They didn't say anything. When they got here, they confiscated our food and the two-headed cow. They said they wanted to centralize management, and then they left us here and asked us to wait..."

While he was talking, a man with a bulge in the middle of his nose led a column of soldiers to the front of all the survivors.

His eyes were like those of a vulture, and just the contact of his eyes made the noisy crowd fall into silence as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on them.

After looking around at all the survivors in the field, Colewe slightly raised his chin and spoke in a commanding tone.

"From now on, the Ruigu City area has been designated as a war zone for the war between the legion and the enterprise. But don't worry, the legion will provide you with protection until the end of the war."

"In exchange for not having to bleed, you need to put in sweat and work as a reward for our gifts!"

No one dared to stand up and object.

No one dared to say anything.

Everyone's faces were filled with fear and anxiety, except for the warlord among the mixed crowd, who had a strange expression on his face.

Good guy.

The people in these legions really believed that it was the people from the enterprise who were fighting against them.

No wonder they didn't continue forward even after repairing the engine. It seemed they planned to stop the company's reinforcements here...

Colway waited a moment and continued.

"I, Colway, am responsible for everything here."

"The person standing next to me is Mr. Finold, the logistics officer. He will do the work for you, demarcate the living area, and arrange the tasks that need to be completed every day."

The man from Finold had a warm smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to Colway's calm and self-assertive attitude.

This made him seem like an easy person to get along with, but the warlord could feel the arrogance in his eyes.

Obviously, he did not regard the wastelanders in front of him as human beings, but as a pile of supplies or consumables or similar things.

Colway looks at Finold.

"Do you want to say a few words?"

Finold said with a smile.

"You tell me, it's just those guys anyway."

Colway nodded, continued to look at the survivors in the camp, and raised his voice.

"Don't think about being lazy, everyone here has to work, without exception! The lazy guy who can't complete the task will not get food, nor will he get any sympathy."

"In addition, for residents who have outstanding performance, we will not only improve their treatment, but also provide generous rewards. For example... let them serve as captains of ten."

After a pause, he stared into the pair of cloudy eyes, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"Even a centurion!"

…

East of Ruigu City.

After marching for a whole day, the baggage team and more than a hundred players finally reunited with Brother Quanshui and his party who arrived in Ruigu City first.

Filling a whole truck with supplies, the supply problem of the Storm Corps was finally solved.

The NPC that arrives with the players will be divided into two parts. One part will return to Shuguang City to continue transporting supplies, and the other part will stay in the camp to assist players in building positions and using building materials to reinforce pits, anti-gun bunkers, etc. Waiting for fixed fortifications.

It was almost dusk.

After taking a look at the time on the VM, Commander Quan Shui looked at me and asked.

"Where's that bitch from the battlefield? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

I have the most helpless look on my face.

"I didn't know, he just said he would try to come back before dark."

"I guess," Kakarot crossed his arms and shook his head, "It's a distance of twenty or thirty miles, and without an exoskeleton, it would still take several hours, right? Even if he found the camp before noon, I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to get back.”

Commander Quanshui nodded.

"That's right, let's ignore him for now."

Kakarot looked at the spring and asked.

"What about us? What to do now?"

Commander Quanshui knew that he was asking about countermeasures against the legion, so he thought for a moment and spoke.

"Hmm... It's not easy. They drove all the local residents to one place. We can't hunt down scavengers who go out to search for resources."

It's not entirely a matter of tabooing sensitive ethical issues. The key is that doing so is extremely inefficient and will completely push the local residents towards the legion.

Suddenly, Commander Quanshui's heart moved, he raised his head and said something.

"By the way, did you take photos of those destroyed camps?"

Kakarot nodded.

"It was taken...what's wrong?"

Commander Quan Shui continued.

"After a while, you take people to contact the nearby survivor settlements, show them the photos taken during the day, and persuade them to leave the village and seek refuge outside."

Kakarot was stunned for a moment and hesitated.

"Will they listen to us?"

Escape is no small matter.

It's a bit fanciful to persuade locals to leave the place where their ancestors have lived for generations with just a few photos.

Commander Quan Shui said simply.

"You tell them that there is a place called Shuguang City in Qingquan City, a hundred and ten miles away from here. People there are willing to provide them with shelter. When we end the war with the Legion, they can return to themselves." Home.”

"No matter what they ultimately choose, we only do what we can."

How many can be persuaded to leave?

It is better to drive people away than to have them captured by the legions and used as coolies.

After completing the task, Commander Quanshui walked to the baggage team, found the NPC in charge, and handed a locked iron box to his hand.

The box was light and contained only one card.

That card was given to him by the White Bear Knights before they went to explore the entrance to Vault 79.

It is said that it is a very important mission tool and may change the direction of the war. Please find a way to deliver it to the administrator.

Commander Quanshui himself must be inseparable from the front line. He has also arranged specific tasks for every player in the corps. The only ones he can rely on are these NPC soldiers.

Although they are support staff, their loyalty is also unquestionable.

It's not even so much loyalty as it has become a kind of faith.

"We have a wounded person with special status here. Please send him back to Dawn City...and this box, please be sure to get it into the hands of the administrator!"

After hearing Commander Quan Shui's instructions, the logistics officer nodded solemnly, reached out to take the box, and placed his right fist close to his chest.

"Promise to complete the mission!"

Commander Quan Shui looked at him and nodded, and touched his chest with his right fist as a return gift.

"For the Alliance!"

…

Official website forum.

Today is as lively as ever.

The news here is far more exciting than the "Daily Survivor", and players from the Storm Troops will bring first-hand battle reports every three seconds.

Including where they ambushed another legion patrol, how many people were killed, how much equipment was seized, the crowds were very excited to see it.

Of course.

The last thing players and cloud players are excited about is the information brought back by the battlefield brother...

"The latest news! The legion has established a new stronghold near Luoye Ridge on the northwest side of Ruigu City, named Luoye Camp!"

Fountain Commander: "Damn it, you finally bubbled!"

I was the darkest: "We thought you died outside."

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, there was an accident. I originally planned to take a look outside and then walk, but by chance, I bumped into the legion patrol... Anyway, when I came back to my senses, the person was already there. Inside that camp.”

The warlord didn't have the nerve to tell him about peeling potatoes all afternoon, because it was too embarrassing.

Fortunately, the Legion members did not discover his identity as an awakened person, nor did they suspect that he was a mute who could not speak well.

Instead, it was an NPC like the cook who praised him for his speed in peeling potatoes, praised him for completing three times the workload of other workers, and transferred him from the Datong Shop where the workers lived to a four-person room next to the kitchen. From now on, I will be responsible for peeling potatoes.

Kakarot: "WTF?!"

Kevin with a Broken Leg: "Is there such a good thing?!"

Ye Shi: "Good guy... I call you good guy."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "How many people are in there?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Not too many, not too many. It is estimated to be around 6,000 people. Most of them are local people captured by the legion from nearby survivor settlements."

Debt-eyed: "I don't understand, what does the legion want to do by gathering those survivors together?"

Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning: "You don't understand this. Population itself is a resource with zero maintenance cost and no technical content. A bowl of rice can last half a day. How can someone use this machine so well? (Baring teeth)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "More or less, the legion organized one group of people to go hunting, another group to scavenge, and some were responsible for growing potatoes and feeding cattle... Most of the materials produced here were supplied to the airship. The only food for survivors is nutritious ointment. Mom, that stuff tastes terrible. I feel like it’s mixed with rocks or sawdust.”

Irena: "Are you sure those are sawdust and not bone residue or something like that? (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Fuck! Stop talking, I'm going to vomit! (vomit)"

Elf King Fugui: "I'm optimistic, brothers. That's just a hypothesis. Maybe it's wild fruit, tree bark, or a different species. (Funny)"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "It feels like the Legion has a big plan."

Fang Chang: "I feel the same way... It seems that they are planning to support a local force to serve as their pawn in the River Valley Province, just like they did in the Luoxia Province."

Teng Teng: "Luoxia Province? 0.0"

Fang Chang: "Well, I talked about this with Hal, the newspaper chief from Luoxia Province. The Falcon Kingdom in Luoxia Province is the legion's servant country to the east of the desert."

Commander Quanshui: "Anyway, the legion has taken countermeasures against our guerrilla tactics, and we have to adjust our tactics appropriately."

Edge of Water: "Speaking of which side of Boulder City? Is there any reaction?"

Fang Chang: "Of course there is, but I can't tell whether it's a heightened sense of war or simply panic. In short, after that day, I saw a lot of arms sent to the northern suburbs. The alliance's top brass should have reached an agreement with the Boulder City's top brass. Some kind of agreement... I guess."

The edge of the water: "Hey, it would be better if the people from the company left two days later."

Everyone said something to each other, and soon the post had thousands of posts.

Especially after hearing that the Corvey officer promised that those who had made outstanding contributions would be appointed as captains of ten or even centurions, many good people encouraged the warlords to behave well and strive to become a "puppet army leader". "Dangdang.

Sitting in front of the computer, Chu Guang also looked surprised at this moment.

Good guy.

Is this considered breaking into the legion?

"Xiao Qi."

"What's wrong, Master?" Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the table, tilted her head.

"Can you connect the mission interface with the official website forum account?" Chu Guang thought for a while and described his idea, "Simply put, it allows players to confirm their missions through the official website account outside of the game. "

He had wanted to do this before, but because he didn't have the need and was busy during this period, he forgot about it.

After listening to Chu Guang's request, Xiao Qi immediately nodded enthusiastically.

"No problem! This is very simple, just leave it to Xiao Qi!"

It is really easy to connect two already developed systems together. Just make data exchange on the servo amplifier.

Not even an hour was used, the software program update was completed.

Now players can not only check the progress of tasks on the official website, but can even receive new tasks on the official website.

Holding the mouse in his right hand, Chu Guang browsed Xiao Qi's masterpiece, and a smile appeared on his face.

nice.

Players gain convenience, and they gain the convenience of controlling players. There is no doubt that this is the best of both worlds.

Ye Jianyi is a genius!

…

At the same time, there was a certain bedroom in the world.

Someone who was sitting in front of the computer with a silly smile on his face, watching the number of replies soar, suddenly sat down from his chair and let out a strange sound.

"What the hell? This is okay?!"

Just now, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team suddenly discovered that there was a small red dot in the user information column in the upper right corner of the official website.

Out of curiosity, I opened it and saw that it was the taskbar!

"When will it be updated?"

The warlord had a confused expression on his face, but after two clicks of the mouse, his confused expression quickly changed to one of ecstasy.

In the past, this broken game could not even complete tasks without the VM system.

Now Dog Planning has finally made a compromise on authenticity. Players can not only check the progress of tasks on the official website, but can even check the newly triggered tasks!

Jian Yi is so awesome!

[Task 1: Lurk in the Fallen Leaf Camp and inquire about the legion’s movements. The reward amount will be determined by the value and accuracy of the intelligence. 】

[Task 2 (optional): Sneak into the management of the Fallen Leaf Camp and gain the trust of the Legion. 】

[Task 3 (optional):...]

Looking at the rows of new and exciting tasks, the warlord couldn't wait to close the page and excitedly ran to the forum to open a new post to announce the good news.

"Brother is cute! The dog plan has been updated!!!"

…

Players throughout the forum were giving bad advice to Warlord and helping him perfect his undercover character. Chu Guang felt that he didn't need to worry too much.

Placing spies in the legion camp is just an attempt, and the outcome of the war will ultimately be decided on the battlefield.

Chu Guang would never bet his expectation of victory on a certain piece of equipment or a certain two people, but he did not rule out that the battlefield brothers might bring him unexpected surprises.

What if?

What if he becomes the leader of the puppet army and successfully gains the trust of the legion?

Although the probability is almost zero, it is not completely impossible.

In short, Brother Quanshui is commanding the front line. Chu Guang has designated Ruigu City as a war zone and given him full authority over all matters in the war zone.

Countless previous battles have proven this player's command and organizational abilities. Chu Guang believes that he should be able to plan the location of each machine gun position, and there is no need to worry too much.

He only needs to take good care of logistics and ensure that there is enough ammunition on the front line, and he will naturally give himself a satisfactory answer.

In contrast, Chu Guang was more concerned about another team that was performing a mission.

Three days ago, the White Bear Knights set out from the operation camp and went deep into the urban area of ​​Ruigu City to search for the entrance to Shelter 79.

Judging from Sisi’s continuous posts on the forum, it seems that there is new progress in their “treasure hunting operation”...