This Game Is Too Realistic

In the dark night of the Songluomu Farm, the noisy gunfire was like firecrackers. The moonlight shining on the ground was not bright at all, and the illuminated areas were filled with shocking pieces of meat and blood.

A flood of zombies rushed towards the Alliance soldiers stationed in the manor house.

In the swirling tracer light, they fell down like wheat caught in a harvester, and like waves hitting the beach, they fell one after another, and soon they moved forward one after another to fill the gap.

The firepower of just twenty people was simply not enough to withstand this group of guys who were not afraid of death.

Those believers who were like living dead quickly broke through the fire blockade, crashed into the villa through the door and windows, and bit everyone they saw like crazy.

Not only that, some guys in military uniforms would also shoot and throw grenades.

This is the most terrible thing!

"Holy shit! Are these guys cheating?" After killing a living dead man who was shooting with a rifle, the good dog's face turned pale.

He has played zombie-themed FPS for a long time, but this was the first time he heard that zombies could shoot.

"We can't hold on to the first floor...Old man! How long do you have!" While changing the magazine and retreating to the stairs, Fang Chang gritted his teeth and shouted over the communication frequency.

There was only the rustling sound of electricity in the communication frequency.

After the Seagull drone crashed, the other party no longer covered up and directly launched electronic warfare, first cutting off their communications.

But Fang Chang always felt that it was not that simple.

㱗In the current noise, he vaguely heard other sounds... It seemed that it was not just an interference, but also contained the unconscious disturbance of something else.

In any case, the first floor has been captured.

The Alliance players had to abandon their positions on the first floor and retreat towards the second floor. With the help of roadblocks and doors, they started a hand-to-hand battle with the living dead in the narrow corridors.

Just when the battle inside the mansion was intense, there was a hotel not far from the manor.

Four men in coats were sitting in a room on the fifth floor, looking out the window at the Zhao Mansion in the center of the storm, talking with smiles on their faces.

"The combat effectiveness of general experimental subjects is still too weak. In the end, they are just ordinary people, and being exposed does not fundamentally change their body functions."

"Oh, if you can't use the tools at hand, your fighting ability will be worse than that of animals."

"Indeed, in terms of direct combat effectiveness, mutants are a more suitable choice...but on the other hand, those green-skinned monsters are not very obedient."

The four people sitting here are all apostles of the Torch Church.

However, unlike those apostles who were naturalized from the wastelanders, their status and permissions were much higher than those of the stickmen who were only responsible for preaching.

Not only do they clearly know what a "torch" is, but they also clearly understand that what they are doing has nothing to do with their creative beliefs.

This situation is not without precedent in long history.

Some grassroots personnel who are far away from the core of religious authority are convinced of their beliefs. They are familiar with various scriptures and theories and dedicate their lives to their beliefs conscientiously.

However, a few people close to the core of the religious authority clearly understand that faith and doctrine are essentially just tools for them to drive their followers. Although this does not conflict with their piety and enthusiasm, they will let the tools play their role. The value it deserves.

Therefore, wars often launched in the name of gods are actually not for gods, but for worldly power and wealth.

This is the case with those apostles who are truly close to the core of power of the Torch Church.

The only difference is that they did not do this for worldly power and wealth, and there is no such thing to pursue in the wasteland.

What they are really pursuing is much nobler than the believers in the classical era.

This is all for Wenzi's future.

Seeing the life blooming in the sparks and the blood pouring into the mud, one of the apostles showed an intoxicating smile on his face.

No matter the process or the result, this experiment was perfect!

While he was quietly admiring the experiment, the other three were talking enthusiastically.

"Isn't the performance of A-111 just okay?"

"Ah, you said Gloria... That thing is indeed okay, but it can only be used as a human shield. It is still a bit reluctant to expect it to function as a 'tank' on the frontal battlefield. The Bishop has little hope for it. Expectations are too high, I believe that after this time, he will realize the problem. "

"Unless it is equipped with some special weapons, but not being able to operate it is a big problem."

"Speaking of which, I have to praise the soldiers in this settlement. Although they are thugs trained by farmers, their skills are still good. Nahu and gospel can just make up for their shortcomings in fighting will. This The system is simply tailor-made for them.”

"Haha, if you put it that way, I think those serf experimental subjects are hindering them."

"That's not all. At least it's feasible to consume some ammunition."

In front of the soldiers of the Alliance, most of the experimental subjects can only be killed, but the soldiers who used to be the thugs of the farmers here are different.

They can use rifles, and even know how to load, change magazines, and aim. Even if their accuracy is slightly off, this fearless fighting style still brings a lot of trouble to those Alliance soldiers.

In addition to those soldiers who operate rifles, some technical arms can even drive vehicles and operate fixed weapons. This is an incredible discovery.

Thanks to the cooperation of this settlement, especially the cooperation of the farmer, their research has taken a big step forward.

And it’s not just their progress!

At the same time, it is also a step towards glorious evolution for human civilization!

Presumably, the farmer who was under the influence of Jiuquan would feel extremely honored by the light at this moment.

After all, if it hadn't been for them, that pedantic and stupid guy and his stupid and ignorant slaves would never have contributed anything useful to human civilization in their entire lives, let alone left even a single trace in this dark history. One word.

He and his settlement are like a piece of rotten wood left in the corner of a ruin. They can do nothing but decay bit by bit under the corrosion of time.

At least now, these incompetent guys can still be used as firewood, as fuel to light the torch...

The apostles sitting in the room were discussing and chatting enthusiastically.

"...Is it muscle memory? He can actually operate anti-aircraft guns and automatic rifles."

"If there are a large number of trained experimental subjects, and the 'gospel' is injected into them at a specific moment, they may be able to exert sufficient power on the battlefield."

"With proper command."

"This kind of reminds me of Legion clones."

"The clones of the Legion are incomparable to us. Those guys who grow eight times faster can do nothing but fight, but our believers are different."

"As long as you change the 'gospel' of different frequencies, you can control their thoughts and emotions and drive them to complete various simple tasks... Tsk, when you think about it, the most suitable places for them are plantations and factories, not It would be a waste to send them to the battlefield to consume ammunition after any training.”

At this moment, the apostle who had been staring out the window suddenly frowned and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"...You have underestimated these guys."

The three of them stopped talking and looked at him.

"What's up?"

"It's nothing. A little rat slipped out of the cage and happened to find the things we kept in the annex." The apostle sitting by the window said calmly.

The other three apostles looked at each other.

"Aren't they chasing Zhao Tian?"

"What are you doing in the annex?"

"Could it be Zhang Zhengyang who leaked the information?"

The apostle sitting by the window shook his head.

"It's impossible. That guy is just a peripheral person responsible for preaching. He doesn't even know about experiments. How could he possibly know what's under that annex?"

The sneer on his lips gradually took on a hint of sarcasm, and he continued speaking in a casual tone.

"Anyway, the bishop has discovered it, and we don't need to worry about the rest."

"The Executioner will clean up."

Although force is not the specialty of the Torch Church, and they rarely use armed invasion to achieve their goals, violent machines are still indispensable to them.

For example, the Tribunal is such an institution.

They are different from the various knights under the church. Compared with the regular army engaged in military operations on the frontal battlefield, they are more similar to agents.

When there are interfering factors in the diocese that affect the progress of the experiment, and it is not suitable for the regular army to take action, professionals from the tribunal will take action to clean them up.

They are often called "executions."

Those guys have the most sophisticated equipment and have received professional combat training. Ordinary wastelanders cannot last a single round.

Even the awakened one.

Upon hearing the word executioner, the faces of the apostles showed relaxed smiles.

The action rate of those guys in Haiya and Jinchuan provinces is close to 95%. With the past record of the tribunal, it is not easy to deal with a little mouse that sneaked into the laboratory.

But what these apostles didn't know was that the executioner team they had high hopes for was now in trouble...

Beside the wall of the manor, among the rustling woods, stood a dozen figures wearing exoskeletons.

They held unique weapons in their hands, and the streamlined armor armed them to the teeth. The jet black paint made them blend perfectly into the night.

They are like ghosts, waiting for opportunities to move in the darkness.

Looking at the [Lost Connection] icon flashing in the tactical eyepiece, the leader of the executioner team, Chu Jie, gradually showed a trace of solemnity in his brows, and looked at his subordinates aside and said.

"Is there no news about Wu Che yet?"

The subordinate he called to stop had a solemn look on his face and said in a deep voice.

"Not yet...he is too close to the mind interference device."

㱗Radio signals will be severely interfered near psychic interference devices.

Normally, they contact the laboratory through wired data communication, but with the launch of Project 03, the researchers in that laboratory have been completely evacuated.

Therefore, no one knows what happened there.

"Damn it, what is that guy doing?" A man holding a light machine gun in both hands cursed and muttered, "Isn't it messed up?"

Another man with a stern expression said softly.

"That shouldn't be the case. There is only one mouse, and Wu Che is not a rookie on a mission for the first time. This little thing can still be handled well."

Is it a small thing...

He looked towards the annex with a serious expression, and said in an unfathomable tone.

"I hope so."

To be honest, he had confidence in Wu Re.

That guy was also an old member of the team. Before coming to Jinhe City, they had cooperated many times, and that guy had never let him down.

However, for some reason, although it was just a simple cleaning job, he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if something unexpected would happen.

Maybe he shouldn't let Wu Re go alone.

But regarding this matter, he actually had no choice.

The alliance sent reinforcements.

The master asked him to leave all the alliance members here.

Although this was not arranged in the experimental plan, if the alliance soldiers could be left behind, they could easily dump the fire here on the alliance.

The alliance went on a killing spree in the settlements of Jinchuan Province...

This story is not convenient enough for them, and the local farmers must like it.

After all, compared to these "charlatans who are not interested in secular power", those guys who clamor to eliminate slavery and oppression are much more evil!

Not far from them, the Alliance transport plane had broken through the anti-aircraft fire network blockade, and finally succeeded in lowering its altitude and speed, switching to vertical take-off and landing mode, and was landing on the roof of the villa in the center of the manor.

The Alliance soldiers had retreated to the rooftop of the villa.

Once the transport plane was stabilized, the soldiers would immediately board the transport plane and evacuate.

They must not be allowed to evacuate!

Li Jie's eyes gradually turned cold, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, and then pointed at the suspended transport plane.

The executioner beside him understood, took off the portable rocket launcher on his back, knelt on one knee, carried it on his shoulder, and aimed at the transport plane not far away.

"Image locked!"

Li Jie shouted.

"Launch!"

With a light "bang", a forearm-long missile broke through the dust cover, was thrown out of the launch tube, and ignited at the same time, dragging a thin and long tail flame to fly towards the transport plane that had just landed on the roof of the villa.

The suspended transport plane obviously discovered the missile and tried to make an evasive maneuver.

However, at such a short distance, it was basically impossible to dodge.

Seeing that the missile was about to hit the target, Li Jie couldn't help but smile. However, almost at the same time, a scene that he could never imagine happened.

"RPG!!"

I saw a guy wearing an exoskeleton suddenly make a strange sound, jump out of the cabin with a running start, open his arms and throw himself at the missile that hit the side of the transport plane.

The missile had entered the terminal flight stage, and there was no room for avoidance. It collided with the man who was flying over, and exploded into a ball of fireworks!

The fragments and flames of the explosion were swept into the cabin of the transport plane. The hot air pushed the fuselage of the transport plane and shook it slightly, but the transport plane itself did not suffer any damage.

Seeing the guy who caught the missile with his face, the executioners hiding in the woods were dumbfounded, especially Li Jie, whose mouth twitched fiercely.

What the hell is this operation? !

This was the first time he saw someone catching a missile with a person!

"Old man!!!"

Seeing the old man exploded into a ball of fire in the air, Bai Gei opened his eyes wide with a sniper, holding the rifle and shooting at the forest where the missile attacked.

However, the plane was shaking so much that the rounds of bullets were in vain, hitting nothing.

The attack came from the forest in the east, and the pilot in the Viper cockpit immediately stepped on the left rudder and tilted the joystick to the right.

The Viper, suspended in the air, landed cleanly and swayed from the east side of the villa to the west side.

The players who were preparing to evacuate the villa also moved, shooting the zombies that were approaching with rifles while moving to the west side of the villa.

"Mom...what happened to the missile just now?" The pilot sitting in the cockpit panted and shouted to the soldiers behind him.

He is a pilot of the Boulder City Militia Air Force. He has been flying this plane for seven or eight years, but this is the first time he has participated in such an exciting mission.

When he thought about the passion that just happened, he felt a little scared.

If that guy hadn't sacrificed himself just now, everyone on their plane would have died.

Unlike him who was frightened, the man in the power armor was calm, even to the point of being cold-blooded. Even though his comrades died in front of him, the man didn't show any emotion.

Staring at the outside of the cabin, Lao Bai said in a deep voice.

"I don't know, let me estimate... it's probably the torch man!"

The pilot was stunned.

"Torch?!"

"How do you think these things below came from?" Looking at the moving heads outside the cabin, Lao Bai couldn't help but frown.

For the alliance, the real trouble may be after tonight.

But now is not the time to consider these things.

Looking at the group of people retreating to the west corridor window of the villa, and the surging tide of corpses chasing after them, Lao Bai raised the assault rifle in his hand and shouted the order.

"Fire!"

One player, including a new player who was squatting on the side of the cabin while holding on to the onboard machine gun, immediately pulled the trigger and unleashed ferocious firepower on the zombies behind the window.

A stream of orange-yellow tracers rushed over like raindrops. Those stupid guys instantly fell to the ground like wheat and huddled together in the corridor.

Seeing the square feet running toward the window, Lao Bai shouted loudly.

"Come up quickly!"

Without any hesitation, Fang Chang raised his hand and used the butt of his gun, smashing the closed window into four pieces.

Then he stepped on the window and, driven by his exoskeleton, jumped out of the window and flew four meters in the air. He grabbed Lao Bai's outstretched right hand and was pulled into the cabin by Lao Bai. .

Finally out of danger.

Fang Chang sat down on the ground, panting heavily and breathing in the fresh air.

Only then did Lao Bai notice that he was carrying a person on his back - or rather a blood-soaked and slimy corpse.

By comparing the photos in the VM, he could barely identify the face.

This person is none other than Zhao Tianyi!

Their goal for this operation is!

According to the original plan, they originally planned to control the farm, indirectly control the entire settlement, and indirectly collect information about the Torch Church. However, they did not expect that the group of magicians were already waiting here. They are.

Now Pinecone Wood Farm has become like this.

Regardless of whether this guy is dead or not, he is of no use to the Alliance.

"The other side has launched electronic warfare. There is a problem with our communication. We have been unable to contact you since just now..." Fang Chang calmed down his chaotic breathing and looked at Lao Bai and said.

"It's not just you, we are the same. Their jamming equipment covers 80% of the entire area..." After taking a look at the body lying next to him, Lao Bai cast a questioning look at Fang Chang, "How did you use this Did you bring the guy too?"

Fang Chang took a breath and said.

"This guy is a bit weird. I suspect that the absolutely safe 'sanctuary'... is not actually a shelter or safe house in the physical sense as we understand it."

Lao Bai frowned.

"What's the meaning?"

"To put it simply, that holy realm may be a virtual space, and we don't even rule out that the Luogan religion is a virtual space... He doesn't have his own body at all, so he needs to use the bodies of believers to communicate with us, and only Specific talents can serve as carriers for receiving other consciousness.”

Lao Bai looked at him blankly, not understanding how he came up with this amazing conjecture.

"Your imagination... is quite big."

Fang Chang took a breath.

"This is just my guess... What is the truth? I have to ask Ms. Chen to dissect this guy's brain. In short, we have to take him to the Army base."

While the two were talking, Luo Yu also jumped onto the plane and was pulled up by a sniper waiting by the cabin.

Then there were quitting smoking and dog-breeding, and they were the only four players who survived.

As for Xiaoyu's fruiting bodies, in order to break up the players' backs, they were already swamped by the tide of walking dead when they moved from the first floor to the upper floor.

The fruiting bodies are actually quite small. They are like Xiaoyu's hair. As long as there are enough nutrients, you can get as many as you want.

I just considered that (using one consciousness) too many child entities would affect the operational efficiency. Xiaoyu, who had just been promoted to the mother body, was not yet proficient in business, so he limited the number to ten.

But when he thought about losing ten sets of K-10 "Iron Wall" exoskeletons, Luo Yu became depressed.

He promised Elder Brother Fang before that the Burning Corps would reimburse 90% of the equipment losses. Otherwise, this wave of "big break" would have been given to him a few versions ago.

As the last player jumped into the cabin, the "Viper" transport plane immediately shortened the distance from the villa, avoiding the direction in which the previous missile came, and flew towards the west side of the manor.

Glancing at the people in the cabin, Lao Bai suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Speaking of, what about Ye Shi? That guy is actually cold?"

Not scientific.

That boy's life is not ordinary.

When he first landed on the Heart of Steel, he was the only one who survived.

"I don't know, he was the first to lose contact. There was no disturbance at that time. I'm afraid he was already cold at that time..." When he said "here", Fang Chang suddenly paused and his expression changed slightly, "That's it. "

Looking at his expression as if he understood something again, he squatted beside him and asked curiously.

"So what?"

Fang Chang said in a breathless breath.

"The annex! That psychic device is in the annex!"

Just as he was talking, a red signal flare suddenly rose into the sky.

That is exactly the direction of the annex!

Seeing the flashing red light, Lao Bai immediately walked to the side of the cockpit, grabbed the back of the pilot's seat and shouted loudly.

"We still have people who haven't evacuated! Go to the signal bomb location!"

Hearing these words, the pilot was immediately shocked.

"Are you sure?! Those guys have anti-aircraft missiles!"

"I'm sure! We have to pick him up!" Lao Bai stared at his eyes seriously, "Just go over and pick him up, and we'll figure out the rest!"