This Game Is Too Realistic

In the communication frequency, a busy tone accompanied by the sound of electric current sounded.

Chu Guang, who was sitting in the office of the manager of Shelter No. 79, pressed his eyebrows with his index finger and hung up the video call from Dawn City with some exhaustion.

Three days passed before he obtained the permit for Vault 79.

In order to set up a resurrection point and a temporary base in Vault 79, Chu Guang stayed on the front line to arrange work these days, and did not ride back to Nico.

Just ten minutes ago, he, a small player, finally set up a temporary communication base station in the urban area of ​​Ruigu City.

Chu Guang finally got in touch with the rear, and learned from Luca about Kaliman's situation and the news that the legion was invading Luoxia Province.

Of course he understands the meaning of cold lips and teeth.

Once the Legion takes over the Sunset Province, the southern corridor of the River Valley Province will be the frontline for the Legion's battle with the Great Rift Valley.

By then, everything from Dawn City to Dawn City and even the entire southern part of the River Valley Province will become a battlefield.

All the wealth created by players and alliance residents in the past year will be lost in the war.

If the Heart of Steel hadn't arrived at their doorstep, thousands of players in the Alliance would have turned into mercenaries and rushed to the front lines to fight against the Legion.

Just when Chu Guang was about to discuss countermeasures with Vanus, the communication was suddenly interrupted less than ten minutes after it was restored.

There were footsteps outside the corridor.

Before the doorbell rang, Chu Guang opened the office door, and as expected, he saw a head of long silver-white hair.

Standing at the door of the office, Heya complained with a depressed look.

"I was copying the data here and sending it back to the alliance server, but just now it suddenly lost speed...what happened?"

Chu Guang did not answer immediately, but glanced at the VM and saw a report from the player flashing in the light blue pop-up window.

[Tail: giao! We are under enemy artillery fire! 】

[Tail: Sir! The balloon floated away! Σ(ﾟДﾟ;)】

From these two lines of messages, we can roughly understand what happened just now.

After sighing and closing the pop-up window, Chu Guang briefly answered Heya's question.

"The source of the signal is probably located... The Legion airship fired several shots at the temporary communication device we just deployed."

Putting away her complaining expression, Heya asked you with a worried look.

"Huh? Then...there's no one here, right?"

"There is still news, there should be no news."

There are many bunkers in the urban area. Unless subnuclear weapons such as cloud bombs are used, the damage from shelling will be limited.

For the Heart of Steel, this place was "behind enemy lines" far away from the supply line after all. Their shells were obviously not rich enough to bomb randomly without feeling distressed.

Guessing that the other party would probably send ground troops over to confirm the damage, Chu Guang issued a new order to the players on the mission to evacuate from the vicinity of the shelling area.

Although long-distance communication has not been restored, there is still no problem with short-distance communication.

It is difficult to locate a specific location with a weak signal. The best way to know is that there is someone on the opposite side, but it is difficult to accurately determine where the person is.

"If people don't have money, they will lose money..."

After scratching the back of his head, Heya didn't want to continue urging, so she changed the topic and continued talking about other things.

"...By the way, when I was searching for the servo of this shelter, I accidentally discovered some interesting things, which may interest you."

"What?" Chu Guangmin raised his eyebrows curiously.

He Xiaoqi was disconnected less than ten minutes after connecting here. He has not yet fully scanned the shelter's servers.

This shelter has brought him enough surprises.

After hearing Heya use the word "interesting" to describe himself, he suddenly became interested.

Seeing the expression on Chu Guang's face, Heya raised the corner of her mouth with a proud smile and continued speaking in a cheerful tone.

"I found a set of exoskeleton blueprints designed for the Death Claw in the private database of a researcher numbered A-7274. Although the project is not included in the shelter research project directory, the blueprints are The completeness is surprisingly high, almost ready for acceptance... I will send it to you directly. "

With that said, Heya stretched out her index finger and tapped twice on the VM's screen, and quickly shared the data to Chu Guang's VM.

Chu Guang opened the file and took a look and found that it was a three-dimensional model containing the parameters of each part. It contains hundreds of parts, and the complexity is probably between "Miner Type I" and "Fifth Type".

Give this drawing to Xiaoqi, and it won't be difficult to make a prototype through a magnetic constraint cutting machine. As for industrial mass production, if some configurations are omitted, it shouldn't be difficult to imitate a beggar's version.

Although this set of equipment is still on the drawing board, the designer of the equipment still gave it a name that is quite suitable for the identity of Death Claw——

Hunter!

Looking at Chu Guang who was very interested, Heya stood aside and continued to talk.

"...Death Claw's body grows very quickly. It can grow from a cub to a height of 1.5 meters in one year, and will reach 2~2.5 meters in five months, entering adulthood."

"This set of exoskeletons focuses its design on the adaptability of the equipment and strengthens the ductility of each structure. With a spine length between 2 and 4 meters, it can be fully worn by individuals of all ages. However, it is relatively "The coverage area of ​​the exoskeleton armor is slightly lacking and can only protect the wearer's head and chest."

"My guess is that the researchers here probably considered that after transplanting consciousness into the Death Claw, it would be difficult to use the tools originally designed for the human body, so they designed a set of exoskeletons specially prepared for the Death Claw. ”

It’s easy to understand why the plan was abandoned.

Even if Heya didn't mention it, Chu Guang could probably guess it.

Just take a look at the Death Claw outside and you will know.

As long as the serum is injected, the growth will not stop. No matter how perfect the equipment design is, it will only stay with them for more than ten years or even a few years at most.

Compared to an endless lifespan, this amount of time is only a sneeze.

Since the body's tissues and bones do not grow at the same speed, the idea of ​​enlarging the exoskeleton to the same proportion is not feasible, and can only be redesigned for different life stages.

This idea of ​​mechanical reinforcement was simply abandoned.

"That's right...this set of equipment can be used by our Wolf Cavalry." Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction, archived the drawings, and planned to pass them to Xiao Qi after the communication was restored.

"Wolf Cavalry?"

"The Army is conducting a research project, and we plan to build a cavalry unit that can move quickly... Although it sounds a bit outdated to say this in 2341, we plan to give it a try," Chu Guang replied casually. , "Don't worry about it, leave the war to us, you don't have to worry about it."

Heya nodded in understanding.

She doesn't know much about the emotions in war.

However, she knew in her heart that if the alliance lost, she would no longer be able to focus on the research she was interested in as now.

"Anyway, if I can help, that's fine. I'm going back to the laboratory first, and you guys... are sorry."

When she reached the door, she stopped and suddenly made a joke in a teasing tone.

"By the way, what I said just now sounds quite safe."

Without waiting for his answer.

The brisk footsteps walked away from the corridor.

…

Ruigu City urban area.

The spring water commander was crawling on the roof of a residential building, holding a telescope and looking at the thick smoke gradually dispersing in the distance.

Next to him was an abandoned water tank, and diagonally across from him was the stairwell, and his current position was such that he could not be directly seen by the airship.

The grave ghost hunter lying next to him still held a telescope in his hand, staring in the same direction as Brother Quan Shui.

He was killed by a warlord a few days ago, and he parachuted back just two days ago.

Although the warlord said on the forum that he helped him "destroy the corpses and traces", for the sake of safety, he stayed away from the front line and followed Commander Quanshui.

Based on past experience, there will definitely be no one next to this old man.

The only drawback is that it's a bit boring. Unless it's absolutely necessary, this guy will rarely appear on the front line.

And even if it does appear, it basically won't start.

Such as now.

Don’t talk about exoskeletons.

This guy doesn't even have a gun.

Hanging out is really boring, and I can’t help but ask you about ghost hunting in graveyards.

"Are you sure the legionnaires will come?"

Quan Shui thought for a while and answered.

"Probability of more than eight 㵕."

"Then why is there no movement at all?"

Being asked, Quan Shui rolled his eyes at him.

"Others don't need time when they come over? Don't rush me, just wait."

The words just fell.

There was indeed movement on the street in the distance.

A group of soldiers with live ammunition carefully surrounded the explosion area, covering each other as they rushed through the collapsed wall.

The first line was naturally those soldiers with mixed equipment, while the soldiers in black robes held the line from behind, urging the cannon fodder into the ruins of the building.

Looking at the sneaky figures, the old ghost suddenly had an expression of surprise on his face and muttered in a fuss.

"...Damn, the legionnaires are really here."

"With such a high signal rate, if I were on the opposite side, the commander would send someone to take a look."

The other side should have used that communication base station as their headquarters.

Silently thinking in his heart, Quan Shui stared intently at the group of soldiers on the street in the distance, carefully observing their equipment and personnel.

Based on these days of investigation, he has basically figured out the legion's attendance pattern.

If it is a normal duty mission, the Space Marine Corps will send a team of about ten people to act together with the army's hundred-man team.

The former is often responsible for supervising battles and providing support, while the latter is responsible for charging, sweeping buildings, exploring paths, and breaking off the rear... In short, these are all tasks with a high fatality rate.

And if it is an encirclement and suppression campaign against the guerrilla team, more than three regular army centurions will often be dispatched to cooperate with more than five retinue centurions.

According to the intelligence from the battlefield elders, the current number of survivors in Fallen Leaf Camp is close to 20,000, and the size of the army has also expanded from the initial 500 to 2,000.

If it weren't for the organizational system of the Luoye Camp's subordinate army to be reestablished, the legion would have wished to issue a Ripper to all the young and middle-aged men who could carry a gun.

Due to the lack of people who know how to fight, the current promotion speed of junior officers in the army is like riding a rocket.

By the way, Warlander is now the strongest contender for Captain.

After all, he was a centurion personally promoted by General McClun. Not only had he hunted the Claw of Death, but he was also the only person who had won a battle against the corporate strike force on the frontal battlefield.

And most of the players who followed him into the army also reached the positions of junior officers such as captains of ten.

After confirming that Warfield Guy was not among this group of people, Graveyard Ghost Hunter was eager to say something.

"Want to surprise them?"

"This is too close to the airship. Their cannons are already aimed at this urban area." Commander Quanshui raised his head and glanced at the sky. After thinking for a while, he continued, "Let's wait until dark."

Just now, he suddenly thought of a good idea.

I heard that the brothers of the Death Corps have recently captured a lot of trash men, and they have also acquired a new batch of goblin technology to help build new equipment.

Just give them a chance to try their skills...

…

Late at night.

A group of soldiers in black robes advanced in the darkness.

About ten hours ago, they destroyed a communication base station located in the city. Just as the sky darkened, a new high-power signal source was located in the city.

There was no hesitation.

As the coordinates were sent to the artillery position, the standby artillery team immediately fired three rounds of 100mm artillery fire at the target. A total of nine rounds bathed the area where the signal source was located.

They had to set up this radio station at the risk of being bombed. The other party obviously had something important to communicate with the rear.

Whether it was asking for reinforcements or reporting news from the front line, they were not going to give the other side a chance to speak.

Rachel conveyed the command from the headquarters to the Fallen Leaf Camp.

Soon, a hundred-man team composed of wastelanders was assembled, and joined a ten-man team sent by the Air Marine Corps, and marched into the city shrouded in night.

"Why don't we just serve them with artillery shells... Do we have to come over and have a look?"

Looking around at the dark buildings, the soldiers in black robes were advancing vigilantly and could not help but whisper to the commander beside them.

It's not a good idea to go into town after dark.

Any window here could contain a gun.

The officer walking in the queue just repeated the order expressionlessly.

"After one round of artillery explosions, the signal source was weakened, but it was not completely interrupted. It is suspected that an explosion-proof bunker was secured. We have to go through and see what was exploded just now, and whether there are any living people there."

As he said that, the officer looked at the pangolin aside.

"Take a few of you to investigate ahead."

"yes!"

As a professional cannon fodder, the battlefield atmosphere team responded cleanly and consciously walked in front.

Not only that, he also roped in several confidants he had trained, including the young man named Kuoba at the beginning.

"You guys, follow me!"

After being asked to take the lead, everyone had a bitter look on their face, but they still reluctantly followed behind this "pangolin".

Looking at their expressions, the battlefield atmosphere team smiled inwardly, but did not explain.

There is no need to explain at all, these people will naturally thank themselves after a while.

As for everyone else.

Just ask for more blessings.

In war, there are no immortals.

…

Walking at the front of the team with his men, the warlord quickly approached the building that had just been baptized by artillery.

This place used to be a shopping mall, only five stories high. The dome of the steel structure was wrapped with green vines, but now it collapsed along with the broken steel bars.

Looking at the scene in the open-air shopping mall, the man next to him held the rifle tightly, feeling that his calves kept shaking.

Swallowing, he glanced nervously at the centurion standing aside - the ruthless man named Pangolin.

"…Are we going in?"

The warlord didn't bother to explain to him and just said briefly.

"Follow me soon."

Kuba nodded immediately.

Although he couldn't tell a specific reason, his intuition told him that as long as he followed the guy in front of him closely, he could survive.

After passing through the security check at the main entrance and walking into the interior of the mall, the battlefield atmosphere team looked around with their guns in hand and couldn't help but click their tongues.

"Mom...these big noses can explode quite accurately."

The previous rounds of artillery shells all passed through the dome of the shopping mall accurately and landed in the center of the wide courtyard, blowing the area around here to pieces.

Previously, the Storm Corps used their lives to verify the intelligence. The Corps was able to locate the direction of the radio signal, but the positioning accuracy was unclear.

Now, the warlords can almost be sure that the positioning technology of these big noses can be accurate to a point on the map for radio signals in a specific power range within twenty kilometers.

Walking towards the center of the explosion, the warrior searched carefully and soon found a backpack that had fallen from the fifth floor next to a pile of scattered shopping carts.

The backpack was made of ordinary linen, and contained a radio station and a solid-state hydrogen battery. In addition, a walkie-talkie was tied with tape, and the pre-recorded recording was repeated intermittently with a weak voice.

This is the source of the signal.

Brother Quanshui also prepared the radio bait.

He came closer to take a look, and he couldn't help but ask Yu, who was following him closely.

"What is it talking about?"

Although the walkie-talkie kept talking, he couldn't understand what it was saying at all.

The warlord replied casually.

"I don't know."

As a double agent of the Alliance, of course he could understand it. It was Teacher Zhao who was playing a cross talk on the intercom. He had just finished playing "Selling Kidnappings", and then started playing "Just for Fun".

The only uncertainty now is whether the Heart of Steel can monitor the specific content of the radio.

If he could, he could probably imagine that scene.

A group of electronic warfare officers sat at a table, listening to the cross talk attentively, and racking their brains to analyze the possible intelligence hidden inside.

no……

Tuo Gui is a double agent of the alliance, so he can't laugh now.

Unable to hold it back, the warlord covered up the smile that escaped his mouth with a dry cough. He took off the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and read the lines he had already memorized to the officer outside.

"The first floor is safe. We found an enemy radio station...in a backpack. It must have fallen from upstairs. Do we need to continue searching upstairs?"

The officer who was on guard outside soon received an expected answer.

"Keep searching!"

"receive!"

With a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, the warlord hung up the communication, turned to look at the few confidants behind him, cleared his throat and gave an order.

"Start the search from the second floor, check every corner carefully, and don't let go of any suspicious clues!"

"Action!"

Just when the warlord was exploring the second floor with his henchmen, the street outside the mall was completely silent.

Seeing that there was no movement at all in the building, the officer standing outside could probably guess that the people inside were either dead or had evacuated.

Seeing that there was probably no battle to fight tonight, he simply took out a cigarette from his pocket, struck a match and lit it.

Spicy smoke filled the nostrils.

He was about to take a look at the time on his watch.

But at this moment, through the moonlight shining on the street, he caught a glimpse of amber pupils hidden in the darkness.

A hissing and low moaning sound floated over.

The monster crawling on the wall was staring straight in his direction, its amber pupils filled with a desire for killing and blood.

The officer's face lost all color in an instant, and the burning cigarette butt fell from the gap between his stiff lips, shattering the ashes.

Especially when he found out it wasn't a pair at all.

When we are a group of people——

"It's Deathclaw!"

The officer shouted at the top of his voice, suddenly reached out and grabbed the rifle, and pulled the trigger first.

"Get ready to fight—!"

Just a few moments after the words fell, the death claws crawling on the walls and roofs roared and rushed towards the soldiers guarding the streets outside the mall.

The tranquility on the street was instantly torn apart by the sound of gunshots that exploded like firecrackers, and flashes of gunfire reflected the faces twisted with fear.

It's not just the Deathclaw that scares them.

But those Death Claws actually have people riding on their backs!

Those people not only tied themselves to the back of the Death Claw in an extremely brutal manner, but also held a variety of weapons in their hands.

Some are rifles, some are spray guns, and some are rifle grenades or similar.

Before colliding with the Death Claws, the soldiers guarding the streets had been knocked upside down by a round of preemptive grenades and grenades.

In just a few breaths, this group of "flying over the walls" cavalry rushed close to them, and their hot breath even blew into their faces.

Starting from this moment——

Only then did the legionnaires truly understand what fear and cruelty meant.

This group of bloodthirsty beasts are almost invincible when fighting at extreme distances. Often, just a wave of their claws will result in a bloody storm and broken limbs.

Whether it was the soldiers, the wastelanders, or the soldiers in black robes, they were all being harvested crazily in fear of death, unable to put up effective resistance at all, and could only scatter and flee into the buildings.

Everyone in the mall obviously heard the commotion outside.

Looking out the window at the chaos on the street, Daba's face was filled with fear. The rifle in his hand was already aimed at a galloping cavalryman, but he could not muster the courage to pull the trigger.

At this time, a hand reached out from the side, grasped the barrel of his gun, and gently pulled it back from the window.

Chu Ba turned around and saw that it was his centurion, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Don't shoot to attract those monsters, we are no match for them..." Making a silent gesture, the warlord glanced out the window and said in a deep voice, "You are hiding here, I will find a way to capture us Rescue me, sir..."

There was chaos on the streets.

Gunshots could still be heard before, but now there were only screams and wails, as well as shocking broken limbs and blood.

These beasts are extremely cruel.

In order to enjoy fresh prey, they rarely kill the prey. Instead, after the opponent completely loses the ability to move, they quickly rush to the next one without any delay.

Since the two sides have engaged in a hand-to-hand exchange of fire, the airships watching from the sky can only act anxiously and cannot support them at all.

In just two minutes, the army's hundred-man team suffered heavy casualties, and several legion's ten-man team were wiped out.

Seeing that there were no targets on the street that could be attacked, the cavalrymen retreated from the battlefield without any delay, just as they had when they suddenly rushed out.

The officer still had a frightened expression on his face as he watched the ghostly figure disperse into the darkness and then be dragged into the mall by a follower.

Breathing heavily, he looked down at the blood marks on his chest, then looked at the centurion named Pangolin beside him, and squeezed out a word from his mouth gratefully.

"Thank you……"

The Warlander said nothing.

Mainly because I'm worried about showing off my flaws.

Finally regaining his composure, the officer took a deep breath and made a calm judgment.

"We have to get out of here..."

The warrior glanced at the wailing soldiers and retinues outside, and asked in a low voice.

"Where are the wounded?"

A trace of unbearability flashed in the officer's eyes, and he was quickly replaced by ruthlessness.

"They...are dead."

Unexpectedly, the company can actually drive aliens to fight. This is a bit hard to accept because of the huge discrepancy between the intelligence they have.

Especially he couldn't be sure how many Death Claws were hidden in the city like that just now. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the command to approve support.

Hearing the officer's answer, the warlord sighed inwardly.

Pity……

…

After the remaining ground troops evacuated, the Heart of Steel delivered regional firepower toward that urban area, and the cannons rang out for more than ten minutes.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, General McClung stared at the urban area lit up by artillery fire, his face expressionless and filled with gloom.

He always has an illusion.

The longer they stay here, the more corporate soldiers they kill, their opponents are not weakened, and the resistance becomes stronger.

First, there were planes flying faster than cannonballs, and now they were charging cavalry riding on Death Claws. The opponents' moves were getting more and more outrageous, but their advantage became less and less obvious...

By the way, how many reinforcements did the company send here?

Or maybe his intelligence was wrong from the beginning...

The staff officer standing aside reported in a deep voice.

"That signal source... seems to be a bait set by the other party."

"Just now, we detected more signal sources in the city, coming from different areas and different frequency bands... We can monitor the content of their calls, but we cannot analyze the language they use. ”

General McClung was about to speak.

But at this moment, an officer walked to the bridge door.

"Report! Communication request from General Griffin!"

Macron said expressionlessly.

"Connect to the conference room and ask him to wait for me for two minutes."

"Yes!" the officer replied, turned around and trotted away from the bridge.

After temporarily handing over the command to the adjutant, McClung then turned around and left the bridge, heading to the conference room upstairs.

There was a table in the conference room, and in the center of the table was a silver-colored machine. When General McClung nodded and stood at the door, the officer immediately exited the room.

The overhead light is off.

The conference room was dark.

Then, light blue light particles floated up from the device in the center of the conference table, lighting up the space again. Not long after, a man about forty or fifty years old appeared in the holographic image.

His nose bridge is raised, his face is resolute, and he exudes an aura like a lion, but his eyes are very much like a fox.

Looking at the face in the holographic image, a hint of boredom appeared in McClure's eyes.

However, after all, that guy had one more star on his shoulder than he did, so he still took the initiative to give a military salute and patiently spoke after the other person returned the salute.

"What's the matter?"

"Be happy, it's news," the man in the holographic image smiled faintly and continued calmly, "Your Majesty, the Army Commander, has adjusted our deployment in Luoxia Province, and now we have officially intervened in Falcon The war between the kingdom and the desert kings."

As a militant, this is indeed something to be happy about.

Only by opening up territory for the legion can we make achievements, and only by war can we plunder more wealth, land and slaves.

However, at this moment, McClure didn't have much happy expression on his face.

It was obvious that the biggest credit had been taken away by the man in front of him. When he returned, he wouldn't even have a mouthful of soup left.

As if he understood the expression on the captain's face, Griffin continued speaking in a gentle tone.

"I originally wanted to wait for you to come back before carrying out the next plan, but we unexpectedly encountered a surprise attack by corporate reinforcements... Before those desert residents received support from the east coast, we had no choice but to take action first. Of course, I believe You've heard about it elsewhere."

After clearing his throat, the man standing in the holographic image continued to talk.

"Now, I ask you to execute the new order and immediately set off for Desert No. 9 to support the ground forces of the Falcon Kingdom! I hope you have not wasted all the ammunition. Before you return to Hong Kong to resupply, there are at least two tough battles waiting for you. ”

"Enterprise reinforcements?!"

McClun didn't listen to the second half of Griffin's words at all. The moment he heard the first half, McClun's face showed obvious surprise——

Or unbelievable!

He couldn't maintain his composure anymore. He put his hands on the table and couldn't help but raise his voice.

"This is impossible!"

"The enterprise's reinforcements have been pinned down in the southern part of the river valley province by us, and our airships have been blocking this area! I can be sure that starting from the first ten days of this month, not a single team... not even a caravan has come from Here comes the desert."

"Moreover, if you encounter corporate reinforcements, who are the people fighting us?!"

A chuckle came from the communication channel.

There was a bit of irritating sarcasm in that hehe.

"Who knows?"

"Maybe they are indigenous people."

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(I have to stay on the water for two days...I have to go there soon, and the doctor is actually familiar with me...)