This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-08-22

  Chapter 70 is surrounded by the fat sheep?   Morale?

Desperate?

Fear?

These emotions can appear in anyone.

But only impossible appeared on the players!   They may not be well-trained soldiers, but they must be born warriors.

The threat of death is meaningless to them. Rather than bring any fear to them, the gunfire ignited their desire for battle, experience, and spoils of war.

Remove the mask of civilized people, at this moment they are a real natural disaster.

Like the undead without fear of death!   robber?   Fuck him!

It's been a long time since the server has been opened, and finally it's time for some exciting activities!

"Fire free! Repeat, fire free!"

"Attention, each squad, you are facing the most brutal and civilized people in this wasteland The rules and methods don’t apply to them, don’t have to show mercy! Use all the means you can think of, hit me fiercely!"

"Hit them to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

For this battle, Chu Guang mobilized 34 reserves.

And this is almost everyone near the base at this moment!

Fifteen revolver rifles, armed with thirty people.

Two of them share a rifle and 15 rounds of 7mm bullets. The other holds a bow and arrows and throws in preparation and supports in the back row.

If a teammate falls to the ground, the substitute will be on top.

If the ammunition runs out, then fight melee!    Thirty players are divided into fifteen squads, and they are divided into pieces and they are divided into two groups from the east gate and west gate, and then they spread out toward the north gate.

Since there is no Wireless Electronics command, it is agreed to blow the whistle.

The other four current players with the highest contribution are led by Chu Guang himself, carrying the 7mm and 9mm bolt-action rifles they just bought, each still carrying 15 rounds of ammunition from the West Gate. To the side and rear of this robber.

When the whistle sounded, the whole woodland was connected with gunshots. I could only hear bullets flying in the sky sou sou, explosives bang bang, and I could not hear what each other was talking about.

But this is not important!    For players who are not affected by morale, the more chaotic the game, the more exciting it is, and the more beneficial it is. More than 30 people froze in an imposing manner of 60 people and trifling Ten robbers were surrounded by groups.

If it weren't for the death penalty to be exempted, there is still a resurrection CD left for a while, I'm afraid they would have drew their javelins, axes, and small benches long ago.

"Pull the gun line, pull the gun line, don't stand still, let's push from south to north. It's noon, they are backlit, we have the advantage!"

" Let’s outflank on the left and smoke on the right, they will think they are surrounded!"

"Are you afraid of being heard when you shout so loud?"

"Listen to a fart, they listen again I don’t understand!"

"Fuck, it makes sense!"

"Mom, this is not more exciting than squad."

"Fuck, I It seems to have been shot...Huh? It really doesn't hurt at all?"

The robbers in front of the North Gate were completely beaten.

They weren't a regular army in the first place. They were just stragglers. The people they met in the past were all soft persimmons, the kind that broke when you squeezed them. How can you ever see this kind of hard bones that get more and more fierce?

"How many people are they there??"

"I don't know! Damn, this is really a survivor base with only 30 people?! How do I feel... There are more than thirty surrounding us!"

"Damn it, how do I feel that they are more like bandits than us!"

We only retreated fifty meters in time.

The robbers who had just dispersed were firmly pressed to the ground.

The bullets flew around against the scalp, accompanied by the fire and smoke of explosives, and occasionally arrows, stones, and javelins that passed through the smoke.

The air is full of pungent sulfur.

They don't even know which direction the bullet came from. They only think that all directions are gunshots and all directions are people.

"The enemy is on our wings! Damn! They are trying to surround us!"

"What the hell?! Just these cowards, dare to surround us?!"

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"Fuck, how did they dare to come out of the wall!"

The ten Captain named Badger has been beaten up.

Obviously, he took the initiative to kill the door, so why was he surrounded by the other side?

There were ten of the survivor strongholds that he led the looting. Among them, there are as few as a few households, and as many as nearly a hundred households, but they have never seen such a tenacious and outrageous.

Good fellow.

Is this all the people? ? The    badger can feel that the opponent's Spear Art is terrible and the equipment is not as good as his own. However, his own imposing manner was stunned by the opponent.

The ominous premonition has grown stronger, and a retreat has sprouted in his heart.

But these people obviously do not intend to let them go.

The gunshots clearly moved towards their side and behind, and they are getting closer and closer. If they don't want to kill them anymore, they will soon face encirclement and suppression in three directions.

Realizing this, the blood in the badger's heart was also ignited.

He has red eyes, gritted his teeth, and installed a bayonet on the iron barrel rifle in his hand.

"Fuck! Fight with them!"

However, just as he was thinking about this, a strange silhouette suddenly appeared behind the bunker not far away.

I saw that man's hand was carrying a big quirky guy. Its overall structure was made up of wooden barrels and iron pipes, just like... a large watering can?

The man put the guy in his hand on the ground, set up the wooden bipod of the nozzle, pointed the spout, and muttered something in his mouth, accompanied by an almost crazy smile .

Badger is naturally impossible to understand.

However, the nearby players heard it clearly and consciously avoided the lunatic.

"hahahaha! Feel the heat of Lao Tzu!"

The long and narrow fire snake spouted from the iron pipe mouth and showered in the center of the robber position.

Although the swaying rain of fire did not catch a person, it ignited the surrounding litter and formed a fire sea that divided the battlefield.

Thick smoke billowed up.

The burnt ground is hot!

There is smoke everywhere, so these robbers can hardly aim.

Brother Mosquito only had time to spray a shuttle of fire, and immediately dropped his "Hellfire 0.2" Sayazi and escaped.

Can’t run without running.

This thing is very cool to spray, but the pressure is not enough, the fire burns back along with the fuel, and I give myself some points.

Before Brother Mosquito ran far away, his "Hellfire 0.2" exploded with a bang.

Fortunately, the surrounding players avoided early, but they did not hurt themselves.

Although only had time to spray a shuttle, its effect has obviously been achieved.

The flames boiling on the battlefield, and the almost scorched air around them, became the last straw that overwhelmed the psychological defenses of the robbers.

The loud whistle sounded again, it was the horn of charge.

The players who formed the tendency of encirclement have almost hit the bullets, and the floor is full of smoke and fire, and it is even more eye-catching.

After hearing the whistle, they all screamed out of the bunker as if they had been on stimulants, picked up javelins, axes and even bricks, under the cover of screaming and thick smoke. Launched a charge.

Where did the surrounded robbers have seen such a battle? They have always attacked others by themselves. How can they see anyone attacking themselves like this?

The morale is totally unstretched.

These mobs began to collapse from the outermost periphery, and finally fled.

Three hounds were killed by Jun Jun, one was scared off by the big green lizard, and the other was shot to death by random guns while escaping.

Seeing one after another fallen teammate, the badger was desperate, and tremblingly dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt on the ground and raised his hands.

"Stop! I beg you!"

"We surrender!"

......

In principle, robber is They rarely surrender, after all, they have never treated captives well, and no one will treat them well.

But the blue coats on these people left a trace of luck in the center of the badger's heart.

If you can live, who wants to die?

They themselves are not strong believers.

The battle only lasted less than fifteen minutes before it was over.

Hearing the gunshots from the base, nearby players continued to come to support, and they tacitly joined in the encirclement and suppression of the robbers.

Even after hitting the back, the number of people on Chu Guang's side actually increased. From the initial 34 people to 45 people, the morale is also getting higher and higher.

After the battle, Chu Guang led the players to extinguish the open flames in the forest, then cleaned the battlefield and counted the casualties.

Originally, he had already planned to use the active material reserve, but he didn't expect the performance of these players to exceed his expectations.

Although seven of them were injured, none of them died.

The most severely injured was a physique team, who was shot in the thigh while charging.

Fortunately, the bullet passed straight through without hurting the arteries or bones. Due to the shielding of the over-limit pain, when he realized it, the wound had stopped bleeding, and even the bandage was omitted.

As for the robber side, it can be said to be quite miserable. Ten of them were killed on the spot, five were killed, two were severely wounded and bleeding to death, and the remaining three were captured with minor wounds.

The only fly in the ointment is that the bullet consumed a total of more than 200 rounds, which directly consumed the amount of one trade, which caused Chu Guang to suffer for a while.

These players really don't save him at all, and they can't wait to fire all the bullets that go down.

Especially this revolver rifle is still semi-automatic, and the rate of fire is not low. After a few clicks, it will light up inadvertently.

By the way, there are only ten people on the opposite side!   Is it hard to see people shooting again?

What made Chu Guang unable to complain most was that of the seven dead, four of them were killed by javelins, bows and arrows, and only three of them were killed by gunshot wounds.

One of these was defeated by himself with a gun.

"I have to find opportunities for these players to practice guns!"

No, it is better for them to buy the guns and raise ammunition by themselves!    According to this style of play, fierce is really fierce, and gang is really strong, but just after a battle, it consumes nearly half of the ammunition inventory in the outpost.

With the current logistics of the shelter, it is really overwhelming.

Fortunately, the gains of this battle are not small, which is a comfort to Chu Guang.

A total of ten guns, nearly eighty rounds of different calibers, one Molotov cocktail that was not available in time, and two dirty needles.

"What is this?"

Chu Guang glanced at the captive who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and pointed to the needle in his hand.

The captive raised his head, and soon buried himself in fear.

"Doping..."

"Is it easy to use?"

"Uh, it should be okay."

No matter how good I didn’t dare to try it on myself with Chu Guang. I lost it tentatively with that pile of spoils of war. Maybe someday players would be interested in buying it for research.

Next, Chu Guang ordered several players next to them to tie the hands and feet of the three injured prisoners together and tie them to the wooden stakes at the north gate.

The outpost is currently not repairing a prison, so I can only look at people like this for the time being.

To be honest, Chu Guang hasn't figured out how to deal with the three prisoners.

It is said that some survivors’ settlements are directly hanged, some are sold to slave merchants or mines, and the more curious is to harvest organs and sell them individually.

After all, the cost of bionic organs is usually high, and most people cannot afford it. In contrast, tissues taken from slaves or clones are more economical.

But Chu Guang can't do such inhuman things.

Besides, he does not have the conditions for that kind of surgery here.

At this time, Fang Chang, carrying a bow and arrow, came over from a short distance.

When the fighting broke out earlier, the cattle and horse squad was hunting in the vicinity. When they heard the gunshots rushing back, the fighting had basically come to an end.

It can be said that they have no sense of participation in this battle.

"Dear manager, the robber in the north has discovered us. My suggestion is that we should take advantage of the victory and pursue it! Don't give them any chance to breathe, and end this mystery once and for all!"

"That's right!"

"Fuck them!"

After taking a look at the players who be eager to have a try around, Chu Guang thought for a moment, but finally shook the head .

"We do not yet have the conditions to take the initiative to attack."

Woodland warfare and urban warfare are completely two concepts. The former is our home court, and the latter is those The robbers are home.

Pulling these players into the city to fight street battles and minefields with robbers is basically the same as sending people away.

The resurrection CD is at least three days, so you still have to be cautious.

According to the intelligence obtained through several investigations by Jun Jun, the robber tribe in the abandoned tire factory is at least 50 people in size. Based on the information of the Liszt caravan, it is estimated that this number is about 60 to 70.

If the opponent had not misjudged his own strength, he would probably not just send a ten-person squad.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that these ten people have been retained by themselves, and the other party still can’t figure out the reality of their own side for a while, and may not even know the person who sent out to fight the autumn wind. It's dead or alive.

According to the thinking of normal people, they will first send a few scouts to inquire about the intelligence, and then plan the next round of attacks.

Of course, they may not play cards according to the routine.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked towards the players beside him.

"Our enemies have a wealth of experience in street fighting. They have been active in this area for a long time, and they are far more familiar with the terrain in the city than we are. Without an absolute advantage in the number of people and equipment, they rushed in. Their home court is not a wise decision."

"At present, our strategy is still mainly defensive, supplemented by harassment. In a protracted battle, they are forced to give up their advantages and enter Our home court."

"I have a strong hunch that the coming heavy snow will provide us with a perfect opportunity."

"And before that, we have to do It is to use time for space and try our best to develop."

"Everyone, the war has begun!"

(End of this chapter)