This Game Is Too Realistic

As soon as his front foot touched the camp, Benoit's smiling face immediately fell. He squinted his eyes and said something to the guard next to him.

"The slaves who came out of the camp just now to watch the fun were rewarded with fifteen lashes each."

The guard nodded and was about to carry out the order when he suddenly remembered something and asked again.

"Where is Ms. Sistir?"

Hearing the old woman's name, Benoit's face turned even darker.

"Give her thirty lashes!"

Special grandma.

I can’t take care of the alliance, so I can’t take care of you guys?

As soon as he thought about the way the crowd looked at them, Benoit was filled with rage and wanted to catch the ignorant centurion and whip him together.

It's a pity that the legionnaire officer has a higher status and the faction has long been united. Even if the guy is just a centurion, he has no legitimate reason and would not dare to attack.

As for slaves, there is not so much fuss.

At this moment, Benoit suddenly thought of something again, stretched out his hand and grabbed the soldier who was about to carry out the order.

"Wait."

The guard quickly bowed.

"Sir, do you have any other instructions?"

Benoit's expression flickered slightly.

"...Remember to close the door."

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then nodded subtly for a long time.

"yes!"

…

After the order was given, Benoit set up camp.

Perhaps the soldier listened to his order and tied the tent door curtain tightly. He sat down in the tent and did not hear the sound of whips or the wails of the slaves.

Benoit was still feeling angry, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. On behalf of the Triumph City, he had also been to some surviving settlements, but he had never received such rude treatment.

These damn barbarians have the guts not to take their legion seriously, relying on the backing of companies and colleges!

It seems that the eastward expansion bastards beat these guys too lightly!

It is worth mentioning that although the Legion's two eastern expeditions failed to move the border line forward an inch and suffered countless casualties, under the overwhelming hype of "Triumph City", these two expeditions still ended with the Legion's complete victory.

Benoit didn't completely believe in "La Triumph". After all, his daughter worked there and often dealt with the propaganda department. He knew very well how good those guys were at telling lies.

However, he had no doubts about the conclusion of the "Triumph". No matter how harsh the barbarians east of the desert were, there was no doubt about the Legion's victory.

They would never lose to a group of wastelanders, but because of the introduction of the company, the Great Rift Valley, and the academy, the price was a little higher.

It is precisely because of this that His Majesty the Marshal did not hold a triumphal ceremony for those idiots who wasted their time and money. After all, it was nothing to boast about.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the camp, and then someone shook the bell hanging next to the door curtain.

Looking at the figure at the door, Benoit frowned slightly, cleared his throat and said "Come in."

The door curtain opens.

Seeing a pangolin at the door of the station, Benoit relaxed his brows a little and leaned back on his chair and said.

"What's going on?"

After changing his taciturn image, the warrior looked angry and spoke in a deep voice.

"Sir, why should we bow to them? If they are not convinced, we can just fight them again. If we beat them, it will be over."

Benoit curled his lips after hearing [this stupid] speech.

"You rough guys, you talk about killing and killing all day long, how can things be so easy! If all the problems are solved by a fight, why don't you solve the problem? We are here to discuss cooperation with them." , I’m not here to fall out with them!”

Although Benoit used a scolding tone when he said this, his mood became much smoother after he said it.

Seeing the superiority on his lips, the warlord couldn't help but secretly admire the spring water that gave him the bad idea.

This guy still has something.

"But... are we just going to tolerate it and let them ride on our heads?"

"It is the Marshal's intention to cooperate with the alliance on the mutant slime mold issue. Compared with this matter... other conflicts can be put aside first." Benoit narrowed his eyes slightly and continued slowly, "Of course, these guys are a little too arrogant. I will give them some color and suppress their arrogance, but this is not the case."

The warlord's heart moved and he asked with a sign of joy.

"What are you going to do?"

Benoit glanced at him.

"It's okay, don't ask. I naturally have an idea in my mind about how to arrange it. By the way, don't say those words to others, especially Quik."

Quick was his adjutant, and his military rank was only a commander. However, many people in the mission were in awe of him, even more than Ambassador Bennot.

Although in the legion, the status of officers is higher than that of officers, it is not to the extent that the captain of thousands is required to salute the captain of thousands first.

Recalling Benoit's fearful attitude towards the adjutant, the warlord couldn't help but inquire curiously.

"Lord Benoit, speaking of which...what's going on with Quaker? Why do you feel so afraid of him?"

"Afraid of him?" Benoit curled his lips and said without hesitation, "That's not true, but his identity is indeed unusual. He is a member of the Imperial Guard."

Having heard this word before, the warlord was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Prætorian Guards?"

He had only heard of the Qing 㹓 Army.

That's where the statue of Alliance Staff Officer Vanus came from.

Not surprised by the Warlander's surprise, Benoit said simply and concisely.

"You haven't been to Triumph City, and you haven't heard of that. It's normal. They usually only operate in Triumph City, and they won't leave there without orders from the Marshal. Simply put, they are the eyes of the Marshal. You just need to know That’s it.”

Although the matter about the Guards did not seem to be a sensitive topic, Benoit still seemed not to want to talk about it anymore.

That vague attitude made the warlord feel a little curious in his heart. Just when he was about to take a detour and change his question, Benoit suddenly waved to him, motioning for him to come closer and whispered in a low voice. .

"By the way, you are right here. Please help me with something."

Seeing that the mission was triggered, the battlefield atmosphere team looked solemn and said immediately.

"Please give me your orders!"

Benoit said softly.

"I heard that the envoy of the Free State is Dawn City. You can find [them's] location for me... and ask them to come here to talk."

The warlord suddenly felt happy when he heard this.

Tu guy.

Just now he was thinking of waiting until midnight when everyone was asleep before sneaking out!

With the mission of Captain Bennot, it would be easier for him to make excuses now.

Secretly remembering Benoit's instructions, the warlord nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"yes!"

Benoit nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand.

"Hey."

Watching the pangolin pass through the door curtain and leave the spacious tent, Bentno had a vague smile on his face.

Although it is not convenient for him to attack the Alliance himself, he can find an ally who also hates the Alliance to do this job for him.

However, at this moment, neither Benoit, who thought he had everything under control, nor a certain young man who walked out of the camp in an honorable manner paid attention. A pair of eyes was watching them not far away.

Standing at the entrance of the camp, Quik smiled faintly, turned around and returned to his tent...

…

After leaving the camp, the warlord did not immediately inquire about where the Free State Ambassador was stationed, but instead walked around in the alley.

After confirming that there were no pursuers, he immediately checked the map of the map according to the official website, and went all the way to the nearest player save point.

All settlements under the alliance have such a facility, which can only be entered by players and staff employed by the shelter.

Not only is there a sleeping cabin for archiving, there is also a rentable storage space, as well as an NPC store that sells "restricted equipment".

The equipment that saves and contributes points is one of the benefits provided by the shelter to players. You can even buy a set of power armor for one million silver coins here.

If it is really sold at the market price, even if it is sold at retail, it will be considered a bargain. Naturally, it is impossible for just anyone to buy it.

Seeing the battlefield atmosphere team approaching, the staff member on duty glanced at his arm and said sleepily.

"...Vault dwellers?"

The warlord nodded.

"ID: Battlefield Atmosphere Group, my VM doesn't have it with me, biometric identification."

Not surprised by the strange-sounding ID, the staff skillfully took out the dusty iris scanner from the drawer.

"Look into the camera."

The warlord moved his face closer to him, his eyes facing the camera.

The signal light jumped twice.

Seeing the six zeros displayed on the screen, the staff member who thought it was troublesome suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.

Tu guy!

Apprentice knight!

Only those whose contribution points reach [100,000] can obtain the trainee knight contribution level, and every shelter resident who reaches [this level] is a hero who was born and died countless times for the alliance!

In just a moment, his eyes when looking at the battlefield atmosphere team changed from businesslike to deep admiration, and his previous sleepiness was also swept away.

"What do you want?"

Feeling a little uncomfortable with the passionate eyes, the warlord smiled and said.

"A set of K-10 'Iron Wall' exoskeleton with full protection system, is it in stock?"

"Yes! Please come with me!"

He handed the workstation to another colleague on duty, and then the staff member enthusiastically took him to the warehouse aside.

Following the footsteps of the staff member, he stepped into the warehouse and picked out a K-10 exoskeleton of the right size and put it on.

He stood in front of the mirror and put on his helmet, making sure that he was covering himself tightly enough. Then he paid the money with satisfaction and left the "player service area".

After passing through the bustling streets, we went straight to the north trading post. When the battlefield atmosphere team appeared in the hotel lobby, the players sitting near the bar suddenly became quiet.

I was the first to recognize this guy.

The brother's eyes widened and he jumped down from the bar stool.

"Fuck! Wear-"

Before the cry of surprise could finish, a gust of wind hit his lips and pressed the name back firmly.

"Holy shit! Stop screaming! I'm still on a mission!" The warlord looked panicked and covered this guy's mouth.

Walking to the side, the big-eyed debtor patted his shoulder with a playful smile and said with a wink.

"What does it matter? My darkest brother speaks Mandarin, and those NPCs can't understand it... Seriously, what do you think?"

Confused by these words, the warrior was stunned for a moment, then let go and struggled desperately.

"What do you think?"

The debtor glanced to the side with his big eyes.

The warlord looked along his line of sight and saw a girl holding a tray in both hands, standing next to the bar and looking at him.

She is not tall, has fair skin, a small nose, and fluffy light brown hair in a ponytail. She looks cute and well-behaved.

She doesn't look like a player.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.

Glancing at the smiling brothers, the warlord subconsciously switched to the human language and asked a little cautiously.

"……Who are you?"

Hearing the low-pitched couplet with a hint of stumbling, Lisa involuntarily opened her eyes wide, with tears of disbelief swaying in her eyes.

"I...I'm Lisa."

Lisa?

The warlord looked at her blankly. He had never heard of this name, but the more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed, so he asked in an uncertain tone.

"Have we met somewhere?"

Lisa nodded hurriedly, looking into his eyes intently, her cheeks gradually turned red, and finally she plucked up the courage to speak.

"Yes, it was at... Luoye Ridge, when General McClun rewarded me and others to you. So, so, I... I am yours!"

"cough!"

Hearing this explosive speech, the warlord almost choked to death on his own spit.

Especially when he caught a glimpse of the spring water out of the corner of his eye, I had the darkest expression on his face, one that was almost hurt from laughing, and his toes almost dug through the ground.

Seeing Pangolin suddenly coughing for some reason, Lisa hurriedly went behind the bar to pour a glass of hot water, then hurriedly trotted to his side and handed it to him with both hands.

"Please drink some water."

"Thank you……"

Taking the water glass from the little girl's hand, the warlord put it to his lips with a look of embarrassment, but it hit the helmet covering his head and splashed himself in the face.

Only then did he remember that he was wearing a fully protective armor, with the helmet and mask still on.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the embarrassing appearance of the warlord, I could no longer hold back my expression and burst out laughing, holding my stomach. Even Lao Bai, who has always been good at managing facial expressions, would smile heartily.

Not paying attention to the reactions of others, only the pangolin was in her eyes. Lisa hurriedly wanted to help him take off his helmet, but was stopped by the former gently reaching out his hand.

Looking at the confused expression on Lisa's face, the warlord couldn't bear the looks of those dogs and put the water glass on the bar.

"Follow me."

After saying these words, he walked to the wooden door aside and took Lisa to the courtyard between the main building and the annex.

There was no one in the yard, and there were no bright lights. There was only a flower bed with some flowers and grass and a row of sober wash basins, which looked very empty.

Looking at Lisa who was looking at him with an uneasy expression, the warrior glanced in the direction of the main building of the hotel, took a deep breath and took off his helmet.

"It's not convenient to talk just now. To make a long story short, I am performing a very important mission. Pangolin...well, that is my code name. When I sneaked out, you called me "Battlefield", and that is my real name. "

After holding it in for a long time, he still didn't have the intention to say his full name, nor did he say that other players gave him nicknames.

Looking into his eyes intently, Lisa nodded solemnly and wrote down the name seriously.

"Yeah! I remember."

"Thank you for your cooperation... By the way, are you a survivor of Fallen Leaf Camp? I just said that when I saw you, I thought I had seen you somewhere before." Warfield Man smiled awkwardly and continued to ask, "Are you the only one here? ?What about the rest?"

"They are here too, some are still in Dawn City, some have gone to other places and have started new lives..." Lisa whispered, telling him about her previous love.

Including the fact that the Stormtroopers soldiers took over the camp after he left that day, including the fact that Grandpa Hook, the owner of this hotel, gave her a job as a waiter, and so on.

After hearing it until the end, the warlord showed a happy smile on his face.

"Yes, I'm glad that you all can live a normal life. This is the best result, and my efforts will not be in vain... What about you? Are you satisfied with your job now?"

Lisa nodded her little head vigorously, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her bright eyes looking up were filled with the moonlight.

"Well! Everyone is very kind, and they usually take good care of me... And everyone also told me that it will take some time for you to come back after you have gone on a far journey, but as long as you wait here, you will definitely be able to wait. So, I’ve just…always stayed here.”

"Uh, what are you waiting for me for... Ah, if it was that guy from McClun, there would be no need for the order. You are now an Alliance citizen and do not belong to anyone, certainly not me." Lisa looked at the incoherent words, Battlefield The guy explained in a somewhat dumbfounded manner.

To him, that was all a side mission a long time ago.

On the way here, he had already seen the fallen leaf city on the airship, which was located on the land where they had shed blood.

People there live a normal life, and life is getting better day by day.

At least for him, the expansion pack has achieved satisfactory results.

"It's not because of anyone's orders..."

Lisa puffed up her cheeks and was about to speak, but then as if she remembered something, she buried her raised head and whispered.

"I...I just want to say thank you, thank you for giving me a new person."

The warlord smiled when he heard this and reached out to touch the little head buried under his head.

"You're welcome. We came out of the shelter just to do this... This is our job and our mission."

I didn't expect that branch line to have such a follow-up.

It seems that I have changed many people without knowing it.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Warlord suddenly felt a slight warmth in his heart, which he had felt from other games.

Maybe it's because this game is too real.

The warmth that touched the depths of his soul moved his heart even more than silver coins and contribution points.

Perhaps this was what really motivated him to make the undercover mission ridiculously long and continue doing it without any regrets...

Feeling the warmth on the top of her head, Lisa raised her head slightly, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes, and whispered.

"...Can you come and see me often in the future? I'll always be here."

The battlefield atmosphere team said with a smile.

"No problem! But if I come here frequently, I'll have to wait until my mission is over. Maybe I'll have to go somewhere else after a while."

Hearing this promise, Lisa's face finally bloomed with a happy and satisfied smile, and she nodded vigorously.

"Yeah! We've made a date! I'll wait for you to come back!"

At this moment, next to the back door of the hotel lobby, several heads were gathered together, staring intently at the two people in the dark yard.

Eating the melon excitedly, Crow Crow's mouth couldn't stop muttering.

"It can't be done. Brother Battlefield won't be such a beast..."

His neck was sore from being squeezed, and he raised his head helplessly.

"Why do I always feel like you are expecting him to turn into a beast?"

Crow Crow smiled uninterestedly.

"Hey, I bet 100 silver coins... Although, don't you think this couple is very interesting? The lovely Lisa has been waiting for him for a year. This is definitely true love!"

Seeing this guy's increasingly gentlemanly smile, Teng Teng moved aside with a subtle expression and distanced himself from her.

The debtor clenched his fists nervously and muttered.

"Damn! Why don't you kiss this bitch! He's so cowardly, right?"

Seeing that the silver coins he placed were about to fly into someone else's pocket, he wanted to reach out and touch that guy's head.

I said hello and said nonchalantly.

"So who wins?"

Commander Quanshui smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Haha, it looks like it's a draw! It's time to go, that guy is coming back!"

Everyone gathered around the back door and dispersed.

Looking at the people who slipped back from the door and sat down, and the two figures who came back shortly after, one tall and one short, Lao Bai couldn't help but smile on his face.

He probably already guessed what happened.

Seeing the warlord passing by the bar, Lao Bai said with a smile.

"You're not going back without a drink?"

"No, I still have a mission, and I have to go back to work later."

Stopping next to the bar and watching the petite figure returning to the kitchen, the warlord paused and continued.

"The Legion's mission plans to get involved with the Free State. Benoit asked me to invite those envoys to the camp to talk... By the way, tell the manager for me and ask him to pay attention to Benoit's adjutant. , I heard that that guy is a handsome guard, probably similar to the Guards Regiment, I didn't ask for details. "

Lao Bai nodded seriously and said softly.

"I'll tell him."

Looking back from the direction of the kitchen, the warlord suddenly glanced at the guy sitting leisurely in front of the bar with a speechless look.

"That's all. You sold me out for a whole year. Isn't it interesting?"

Lao Bai laughed when he heard this and glanced at him teasingly.

"Don't you think it would be more interesting to discover this kind of easter egg hidden in the side plot yourself? Even if I tell you that there is an NPC who wants to say thank you, you probably won't have any idea."

Looking at the guy through his helmet, the warlord didn't deny his statement, he just said something casually.

"I'll treat you to this drink next time."

Watching the broad back disappear at the end of the room, Lao Bai slightly raised the oak cup filled with beer towards the door of the hotel and said with a smile.

"I remember it."