This Game Is Too Realistic

"died?!"

After hearing the news of the death of his trusted general, Cohen, who was sitting behind his desk, was stunned for several seconds before he punched the table angrily.

"Why did you tell me now!?"

He had just taken over the affairs of the Falcon Kingdom these days and was struggling with post-war reconstruction.

The industrial facilities that General Klass spent more than ten years running were destroyed by the Alliance. Those people did not even spare the machinery and engineers of the factory, and moved them all to the town of Bicester next door.

He had just finished dealing with the property disputes in the royal capital, and then he discovered that the old king's treasury was already running out of money.

Before he could finish solving this problem, bad news came from the direction of the desert.

Wali……

Thinking of that promising young officer.

Cohen gritted his teeth and a few sparks came out from between his teeth.

Looking at Governor Cohen in the holographic projection device, Captain Adea had a worried expression on his face. He hesitated for a long time before continuing nervously.

"As I told you before, we were attacked by a group of unknown armed forces calling themselves the Enlightenment Society shortly after arriving in the desert. Captain Wali... died at the hands of those people."

Worried that the Ten Thousand Stars Captain would be angry, Adeya did not dare to pause, and continued speaking quickly without even taking a breath.

"However! We have locked the identity of the murderer... Her name is Zhuang Lan, and she is a resident of a certain shelter."

Cohen cursed angrily.

"Where is that guy! Bring that guy to me! I swear I will make him regret coming into this world!"

Adria said nervously.

"The Alliance has captured her, but those idiots didn't keep a close eye on her and let the guy escape. I originally wanted to capture the murderer and report to you, but her counter-reconnaissance ability was too strong and our people didn't catch up. …”

Cohen narrowed his eyes.

"Did the Alliance do it on purpose?"

Adeya said with a wry smile.

"I don't know...but they don't seem to have a reason to do this. Their sneak attack on the Enlightenment Society also cost more than a hundred casualties."

Cohen snorted coldly.

Regardless of whether the league let that guy go, it would be difficult for him to cause trouble for the blue gophers.

But then again, what is the Enlightenment Meeting?

There are even things like phase cannons...

Closing his eyes and leaning back on the chair, Cohen gathered his thoughts for a moment, especially the clues about Vault 0 reported by Captain Adea and the Torch Project.

After a moment, he spoke.

"...Have you got the plan documents for the Torch Project?"

Adeya nodded nervously.

"I got it... including the manager's log. The company didn't keep it alone. They made a copy for us."

Cohen thought for a moment and then ordered.

"Take those data and the pangolin and return to the Triumph City immediately... report the situation in Refuge 0 to Commander-in-Chief, and let His Majesty Commander-in-Chief make the decision!"

Although he feels uneasy about those guys who call themselves Enlightenment, this is not his job after all. In comparison, he has more important things to deal with.

"Governor...my lord."

Seeing Adeya's hesitant expression, Cohen frowned slightly.

"What else?"

Adeya hesitated for a long time, lowered his head and whispered.

"The Arbitrator airship...has some malfunction."

Cohen was stunned for a moment, sat up from his chair, and asked anxiously.

"What do you mean?! Malfunction? Didn't you tell me before that it's just a small problem that won't have much impact?!"

He remembered it clearly.

Although the phaser cannon can paralyze the deflection shield and anti-gravity device formed by gravitons, it will not affect the airship's hull structure.

This is what Adeya reported to him before - 'Although the airship landed from a high altitude due to the influence of the phaser cannon, the crew of the Arbitrator minimized the damage of the hard landing through their excellent and superb driving skills. It can be repaired in a week. ’

This week has passed, why did it become "something went wrong"? !

Adeya explained with a grimace.

"I didn't expect it to be like this. My engineer told me it was just a small problem at first, but then the problems became more and more..."

At first, his engineers promised him that he could fly by just replacing the wings. However, when they replaced the wings, they discovered that the connection between the wings and the airship, and even the entire structural steel, were damaged. degree of cracks.

Cohen stared at him.

"The core of the frigate is not damaged, right?"

"That's not the case! Absolutely not!" Facing the murderous gaze, Adeya immediately said, "The core of the frigate is normal! Only the hull of the airship was damaged..."

Maybe they should follow the example of the Alliance and get a larger parachute and cushioning airbag for the airship.

However, the chance of encountering a phaser attack is too rare, and the buffer cabin inside the airship is enough to deal with ordinary falling accidents.

Wanting to convince the Air Force Equipment Manufacturing Bureau and Logistics Department just because of an accident... This may not be an easy task.

Cohen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and soaring blood pressure, and spoke in as calm a tone as possible.

"how long it takes."

Looking at the holographic image in front of him with trepidation, Adelaya whispered.

"...Some accessories need to be sent from the west side of the desert, which will take at least three months."

Cohen: "I%￥#@!"

…

late at night.

The camp not far from the industrial building was brightly lit at the moment.

The players dragged the tables one by one to the open space in the middle of the camp, and set up pots for stewing meat and barbecue stands next to them.

Several power-type players were busy skinning and getting meat from the newly captured mutant stags and hyenas, while several players who were not afraid of death gathered around a strange species they had never seen before and tested the poison.

"What is this thing? It looks weird..." Bai Yin's father took a stick and curiously poked the furry alien lying on the ground.

This guy is all black and small, with uneven layers of hair on his body, and his round eyes are like light bulbs. It looked like a monkey, but it was too small, and it looked like a bat, but it didn't have wings. It had a pair of sharp fangs, and its ears were ridiculously big.

No one knows where it came from. It is said that a certain player picked it up at the door and threw it here.

Minoru couldn't decide whether this thing could be eaten, so the Silver Sword gave up and threw it aside, sighing.

"Hey, it would be great if it were Lao Na!"

Silver Hand said with a playful smile.

"Persecuting Lao Na again!"

Silver Sword rolled his eyes at him.

"What is persecution! This is making the best use of everything!"

Bai Yin's father couldn't help laughing. .

"Hahaha! You want to laugh your dad to death!"

The two of them cursed in unison.

"Get out!"

The little guy tilted his head and imitated a cry.

"Get out?"

Silver's father's eyes lit up, and he came closer and stared at the little thing sitting on the ground.

"Huh?! This ugly thing can talk?"

Silver Sword and Silver Hand looked at each other.

"Did you hear that?"

"not……"

"Tch, you two are useless things. If I put the SSSR-level divine pet in front of you, you would miss it!"

After giving it a disdainful glance, Silver's father knelt down and patted it on the head with a playful smile.

"Ugly thing, please call me daddy - oh shit!"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the nose. While he was falling backwards, the "ugly thing" jumped into his face, kicked hard with its hind legs, jumped to the ground and disappeared in a flash. .

The Silver Sword hurriedly supported his good brother who fell backwards. The Silver Hand on the side didn't care about him at all and went straight to chase the SSSR-level divine pet that had escaped.

"Fuck! Are you okay??"

Silver's father covered his nose with both hands.

"The grass...is swollen."

"What's so swollen?"

Silver's father grimaced and let go of his hand.

"My nose..."

Seeing the nose as big as a ping-pong ball, the Silver Sword puffed out and laughed heartlessly like a pig.

"Pfft hahaha!"

In the end, the little guy was caught by "Pangolin" Zhi who was passing by. Because it didn't look delicious, he gave it to Bai Yin's father.

Enduring the soreness of his nose and the strange looks in his eyes, Bai Yin's father carried the little guy to the ship's researcher Meng Liang. Unfortunately, the thing he picked up was not an SSSR class. A Pokémon is just an ordinary alien species.

Its teeth were slightly toxic, so Meng Liang gave the unfortunate brother an anti-inflammatory shot just in case.

Because the pronunciation of its cry is very similar to the word "gun", it is included in the official illustrated book as a "rolling beast" and is not recommended for consumption.

In order to retaliate against this guy for embarrassing himself, Baiyin's father named it "Ugly Thing", but due to the objections of his good brothers, he was finally forced to change it to "Coal Ball".

That little thing does look like a briquette.

Baiyin's father still has a little hope in his heart.

What if?

What if you become awesome when you grow up?

An ugly duckling can turn into a swan!

He didn't expect it to grow a bunch of tentacles like Xiaoyu, but at least it had to be better than wholesale goods like Death Claws that were about to depreciate, right?

Even if it doesn't work, it's good to be able to ride.

After stuffing a piece of cut meat into this guy's mouth, Silver's father sighed.

"briquettes, you have to eat more. The Silver Corps is counting on you."

Briquettes, who was biting into pieces of meat, tilted his head.

"Get out?"

Bai Yin’s father: “…%￥#@!”

This ugly thing is hopeless!

Although some hiccups occurred, in short, thanks to the poison testing of the physique players, the delicacies that can be served on the table are basically the kind that can be eaten without any problems, and if there are any problems, there will be no big problems.

䀴In addition to those foods that are not normal or have a somewhat special appearance, there are also some normal delicacies occasionally.

For example, mashed potatoes with a milky aroma, bread baked with garlic and salt, fried rice with chopped sausage and carrots, grilled double-headed beef steak, and unlimited supply of beer and red wine.

Chu Guang confiscated a lot of good wine from the Falcon King's wine cellar before, and it came in handy now. Originally, he didn't like drinking, so he waved his hand and gave out blessings to the players and "NPCs".

Some survivors stood next to the camp, curiously looking at the lively people, and encouraged by the atmosphere, they gradually joined in.

Although I don’t know what they do, it seems that food and wine don’t cost anything.

Looking at the people who seemed to be celebrating something, Rama, who was behind Chu Guang, had surprise in his eyes and asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

"What...are they doing?"

Looking at the burning bonfire, Chu Guangdi curled up into a smile.

"Celebrating the birth of a settlement."

Hearing this, the surprise in Rama's eyes became more obvious.

After hearing the story of the Pioneer from Chu Guang, she originally thought that Pioneer City was a heavy name, but it didn't seem to be the case.

After glancing at Rama, Chu Guang probably guessed what she was surprised about, so he added briefly.

"We rarely grieve outside of funerals. Those we commemorate probably don't want us to be depressed for them all day long, but to continue carrying their ideals."

Rama nodded blankly, as if he clearly didn't understand.

Chu Guang did not explain, but just smiled and said.

"Don't always follow me, go and enjoy the celebration... The food and drinks tonight are free. If you are not interested, just go to bed early."

"I will tell you what you have to do tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked alone to the position reserved for him by the players, leaving Rama standing there at a loss.

As the administrator of the alliance, the marshal of the alliance's expeditionary force, and the honorary captain of the Iron Heart... he naturally has to sit at the head of the long table.

The camp BOSS must look like a BOSS.

This is also part of the player's sense of immersion.

Chu Guang, who was sitting in the first place, poured himself a glass of the strongest wine.

Looking at those piercing eyes like fire, he held the fiery wine glass, raised it high to the players and NPCs in the seat, and said in a solemn and resonant voice.

"Cheers to the coming of the pioneer city!"

He was greeted with excited shouts.

"Cheers!"

"Long live Pioneer City!"

“Long live management!!”

"Long live the Alliance!!"

The preparations were over and the banquet officially began. The noise was endless and people's laughter and laughter could be heard everywhere.

The city named after its former partner will be the fourth surviving settlement established by the Alliance after Fallen Leaf City. It will also be another "overseas" enclave of the Alliance after Bicester Town.

The warriors from the alliance are using a celebration to offer congratulations and blessings to the newly born Pioneer City, and at the same time to pay farewell to the partners who are about to part ways.

The Iron Heart has been repaired and will embark on a long journey in the next night.

The vast majority of players will return to Dawn City with the Iron Heart, but there are still more than a few players who decide to stay.

They will continue the completed mission, explore the developed ruins in the "original People's Alliance Eastern Industrial Zone", and search for the whereabouts of the Enlightenment Society active in this area.

Although this means that you may miss the spring wave of this year, "Wasteland OL" itself does not stipulate how to play.

Even if you skip the main storyline, there's plenty to do.

As for archiving, don’t worry about that.

Chu Guang has ordered the transfer of a dormant capsule from the airship to the surface.

The alliance's infrastructure assistance to the Lion Kingdom and Honey Badger Kingdom is not only roads and railways, but also includes power grids, communications, etc.

Especially communication.

At present, the easternmost signal tower of the alliance has been installed in Bicester Town. Soon, a cauldron for sending and receiving signals will also be erected in Kaoru City.

Although the signal in the desert is unstable, there are always times when it is stable. After the dormant cabin completes the scan, it just needs to wait until the weather conditions are suitable to transmit the data.

Reduce the frequency of suicide attempts, rotate the use of save points, and use one sleep cabin to meet the save needs of several players.

As long as you follow the large army, archiving is never difficult...

While the Alliance was "celebrating" the Pioneer City's birthday, Captain Adria was having a headache over the food, drink, and eating of the nearly a thousand Marines, flight attendants, and many officers who had returned with the airship trapped in the desert.

The problem of food can be easily solved. The Judgment carries a lot of supplies, and the Falcon Kingdom is not too far from here. Just deliver them and that's it.

However, except for eating, almost everything is a problem!

First of all, the airship needs a comprehensive overhaul. All the Marines and crew members who originally lived in the airship had to withdraw from the airship and set up camp.

There were no natives nearby who could be requisitioned, and the airship carried only a few laborers. Although setting up camp is a compulsory course for Marines, the young soldiers on the Judgment and the Marines on the Iron Heart are completely different things.

At least he has to fight with wastelanders, and he often fights away from the supply line. Collecting garbage and setting up tents is a piece of cake. Rubbing guns and bullets is even more commonplace, as well as lathes for processing hardware tools and even furnaces for making iron. Take them all with you.

For the past few days, the Judgment and the Judgment had been parked at the airport of Triumph City. There was no chance of "foreign combat" at all. Otherwise, there would not have been a situation where the total number of marines and crew members was only a thousand people. .

As for transporting some slaves from the Falcon Kingdom to serve them...

Even if the mobilization ability is not considered, there are not many young men left in that kingdom.

Light can't do the job. What they need now is people who can do the work.

Too many prisoners were left in Bicester Town, and those strong young men would rather eat dirt in the desert than work as cattle and horses for them.

Adria shamelessly asked Cohen for help, but after hearing his request, she immediately darkened her face and hung up the phone after saying that she would find a way.

So, even though they had no experience in surviving in the wild, the five Marines had no choice but to rush into the field and bite the bullet.

Fortunately, they had not forgotten what they had learned in the military academy and the recruit camp. They were so busy that they set up tents one after another.

Looking at the crooked linen tents in the ruins, Adria's brows couldn't help but twitch.

His adjutant ran to his side and whispered nervously.

"There is still one tent left..."

Adria stared.

"Why is there such a big difference! Call me the logistics officer!"

"It has nothing to do with the logistics officer, it's mainly because there are a few more people..." the adjutant explained in a dumbfounded way, while quietly glancing in McClun's direction.

Adria instantly understood what her adjutant meant, but McClun, who was standing aside, clearly didn't understand.

The simple living environment reminded him of the short time he spent in the Alliance prisoner of war camp earlier.

As soon as he thought about the painful memory of Zhou Wen again in the evening, his face became unsightly and he couldn't hold back a yin and yang sentence.

"...The water where you camped is amazing."

"We only prepared enough tents for us..."

Considering [this man's aristocratic status, Adria saved him some face and said it tactfully, but McClun didn't appreciate it and complained relentlessly.

"I don't think the problem lies here."

Upon hearing this, Adria's temper also rose, and she sarcastically mocked him.

"There's nothing we can do. Our tents are enough when we come here. Who wants to leave with a few more guys who have suffered a defeat and still need to be taken care of?"

McClun's face stiffened.

Seeing that this guy was about to get angry, Adria couldn't help but look at the adjutant on the side with a dark face.

"I'm going out to eat."

After saying that, he led a few personal guards out of his camp.

However, there was no good place to go after wandering around. After walking around twice, he unconsciously headed towards the alliance camp.

Last week, when people from the company and college were still there, he and McClun lived in the alliance camp.

Not as good as...

Going to stay for another night?

He doesn't have any psychological burden. Anyway, he didn't lose to the alliance.

Looking at the camp not far away, Adria was thinking about how to talk about it. Before she got closer, she suddenly smelled the fragrance of barbecue and sniffed subconsciously.

There was not only the smell of barbecue in the wind, but also the noisy and noisy sounds. This made him swallow a mouthful of saliva due to reflex, and he couldn't help but frown again.

"What are those people doing?"

The guard beside him looked confused. Seeing the commander's eyes indicating, the three of them quickly came out and ran forward to check.

Adria waited a moment.

Soon, one of them ran from the front.

"Report! Alliance soldiers seem to be celebrating the founding of a new settlement."

"New settlement?!"

Adria had a bad feeling in her heart. Are the residents of the alliance still planning to live here?

Although this was an unclaimed land and he had no reason to make irresponsible remarks, he still had a bad feeling in his heart.

This familiar premonition had appeared in his mind once when the Alliance was determined to go to Bicester Town.

What are those blue gophers planning to do? !

"Take me over and have a look." Adria said seriously.

The soldier stood at attention and said.

"yes!"

Quickly walking forward with a group of personal guards, he quickly saw the two personal guards sent in front of him, who were being entangled by two alliance soldiers at the moment.

One of them, probably drunk, smiled and extended his hand to one of his guards.

"Hey, Big Nose, come in and have a drink together? Hahaha, hiccup... go and call that pangolin of yours! Just say... his uncle Hei looks down on him and wants to compete with him!"

Pushing away the hand touching his chest, the Willante soldier said with a dark face.

"Who knows if you have poisoned your wine?"

I curled my lips in the most disdainful way.

"Tch, do you think we are the same as you?"

The Weiland soldier stared.

"What do you mean?"

"What? Making signs?" I glared at him, then looked at the debtor with big eyes next to me, "Help me beat this guy!"

Lib Dayan drank a little, but not too much, and shook his head like a motor.

"No fight, I'm an intelligence guy, you go find the construction guy."

I was the worst: "Gan! What a shame!"

Debt-eyed: "Zhuo! What the hell are you asking me to do?"

"stop!"

Seeing that the two drunkards from the alliance were about to start fucking themselves, Captain Adria was so frightened that he quickly quickened his pace and shouted at the two of them.

There was nothing he could do, his personal guards were too close, and he couldn't care less.

If they are involved in this, whoever is behind the scenes can tell clearly. If someone fires a shot, the ceasefire agreement will be in vain.

However, what Adria didn't know was that the two people actually had a good relationship. They were just joking and had no intention of doing anything at all. What's more, one is a perception system and the other is an intelligence system. Even if they really fight, they can't make a fuss. problem.

After staring at the big nose, I didn't recognize the face at all, so I asked impatiently.

"Who are you?"

The debtor stared at him with big eyes.

"That's right! Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Staring at the two ungrateful shelter residents, Adria said with a straight face.

"Where are you managing?"

I rolled my eyes the most.

"What does it have to do with you?"

What about the Captain of Ten Thousands?

His brother is also a captain of thousands!

Why don't you use your level to overwhelm others!

Not wanting to get involved with these two drunkards, Adria resisted the urge to get angry, took a deep breath, calmed down, and spoke slower.

"Speak to your management for me and tell Captain Adria that he wants to discuss something with him... You don't want to be punished by your commander for missing the point."

When I heard that it was serious business, I put away my playful smile and waved my hand.

"Hey, I told you earlier...I'll wait at the door."

Adria watched the two guys limping towards the door with their arms around each other with murderous eyes.

After waiting in the cold wind for a long time, he finally waited for someone to come out of the gate of the camp.

Adria straightened her collar, but when she saw the man clearly, her face turned dark.

He thought that the management of the alliance would come out to see him in person, but he didn't expect that it would be those two drunkards who didn't know etiquette again.

I was the worst: "Hiccup... Our manager drank too much. He said we would discuss it someday if we have anything to do. He also said that the room in front of you is reserved for you. If you don't mind it, you can go and make do with it for the night." ”

Adria felt happy, and the previous unhappiness suddenly disappeared, but she was embarrassed to show it on her face.

"Drinking too much? Haha," he said with a straight face, snorted through his nose, "Then let's wait until he wakes up!"

This wine smells strange.

Two bottles in a while.

Thinking in his mind, Captain Adria reluctantly waved his hand and led a group of personal guards towards the entrance of the camp.

Looking at the backs of those big-nosed people walking towards the camp, I suddenly remembered something and shouted behind him again.

"Oh, by the way, our management seems to have said something, saying that if you look at your doghouse, you will know that it is not a place for people to live. Let me-"

Before he could finish his words, he was covered by the big eyes on the side.

"Are you so stupid that you said this?"

I’m the darkest: “Woooo——!”

Hearing the distant voice, Adria almost fell down, and quickened her pace with a dark face, pretending not to hear.

The guards next to him were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but seeing that the commander didn't respond, they had no choice but to leave it at that...