This Game Is Too Realistic

"Wasteland OL" official website.

A few days after reaching the peak of online and offline activity, a topic-generating post was posted on the forum's homepage.

Night 10: "Big news! There will be an event at French Fries Harbor the day after tomorrow! (Funny)"

Since the clearance of Qingquan City, the dog planner has not done anything for a long time.

As soon as everyone heard about the event, no matter where it was or how far away it was from them, they became excited in an instant.

Edge paddling: "What kind of activity?"

Commander Quanshui: "Wait a minute, aren't you still in Dawn City?"

Debt-eyed: "That's right! I saw you yesterday, together with the NPC from that academy!"

Ye Shi: "No! My brother is at French Fries Port, which means I am also there. (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Damn, can you stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on?"

Fang Chang: "According to clues provided by the Maritime Patrol of the Federation of Southern Islands, it is suspected that someone separated them from the patrol area."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Finally, someone with more information comes out. (Squints)"

Commander Quan Shui: "It's interesting. Do you want to get rid of the people who are in the way first?"

Fang Chang: "Well, if the identity of the incoming target would be a bit embarrassing for the maritime patrol of the Southern Islands Federation, then there is only one possibility."

Fountain Commander: "Torch?"

Fang Chang: "Eighty percent, this is the only way to explain why the federal authorities planned such an exercise and left such obvious loopholes."

"After all, if they are forces such as the Legion or the Xilan Empire that have nothing to do with the Southern Islands Federation, even if they suddenly launch an attack on Friesport, it will have nothing to do with the Southern Islands Federation, right?"

"I can even deduce that the wave of people or monsters that are about to attack French Fries Port may be the same wave that sank the exploration ship 'Golden Coast' before, or at least use the same kind of weapons... …This is one of the reasons why they are so sensitive.”

Elf King Fugui: "What do you think it will be? Those winged mutants we met in Jinhe City before? (Curious)"

Fang Chang: "Why can't it be from the sea? Didn't that Huang Guangwei's NPC and the submarine he brought have already hinted at it? There are aquatic mutant activities along the coast of the southern sea area."

Sisi: "It makes sense. Although I feel that the possibility of water alien species is not small, the mobility of that big guy seems to be a problem."

Commander Quan Shui: "Hey, I thought there was such a big event, so I slipped away."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Did you know your cards? (Funny)"

Trash Picking Level 99: "Damn it, did you have sex with Brother Guang?"

Irena: “I’ve read the script and it’s real. (Funny)”

Tails: "Oh! Pass on! Dolly was tricked by a dog! (///ω///)"

Fang Chang: "?"

The post is almost gone.

However, most players still have no objections to Elder Brother Fang's analysis.

So far, the expansion pack updates for "Wasteland Online" have been relatively logical, and there has not yet been a bad job of popular NPCs taking turns being blackened and whitewashed.

In other words, players can also analyze the main plot of the next version through the intelligence in the game, and even predict the big pit planned by the dog in advance.

Based on the existing intelligence, it can be basically concluded that the incident two days later was almost 90% a mutant attack, and it was also an attack from under the sea!

At this moment, Chu Guang, who was sitting in the shelter and looking at the screen, read the players' discussion from beginning to end, and felt a burst of admiration in his heart.

Although the logic of the analysis is a bit far-fetched, there is actually nothing wrong with it from a game perspective.

From a player's perspective, what can be analyzed is basically the tactical level.

As for Chu Guang himself, who is the manager and the only planner, he is of course more concerned about the strategic level.

"...If the Torch Church really takes out the card of mutants, it seems that there are not many cards they can take out in Haiyi."

Looking at Chu Guang with a smile on his face, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder at the corner of the table, tilted his head in confusion.

"Are the two affairs related?"

After taking a sip of the black tea with milk, Chu Guang said slowly.

"The reason for pushing away the obstructing people is because they are worried about being seen, which means that they may have played this card more than once. As long as there is a choice, I don't think they will take unnecessary risks and grab a card. Repeatedly.”

If this is the case, it is not difficult to understand why those bottomless lunatics are so cautious about the survivors in the southern sea.

The survivors in the southern seas are the only key for them to extend their tentacles to the sea and break the strategic dilemma.

They need the research base in Coral City, and even more, the mother nest of the Tianting space station.

The problem is that their power in the ocean is too weak.

It might be okay to bully a few civilian ships, but once they confront the warships of the Southern Islands Federation, those alien species controlled by mind interference devices will be a joke.

After all, they are a survivor force that has developed for two centuries. Even if their strength is not as strong as several "fallen empires", they are still off to a strong start.

At least it will start much stronger than an alliance whose development relies entirely on "picking up trash."

It is precisely because of this that the Torch Church has adopted a gradual infiltration model for the survivors in the southern seas, and even treasures such as psychic interference devices have been sent out as bait.

However, just when Torch was spending a lot of money to annex the survivors in the southern seas, the sudden intervention of the Alliance caused a slight change in their plan.

It seems that the series of actions of the players in the Baiyue Strait really made the bishop responsible for the affairs of the area anxious.

Chu Guang's eyebrows couldn't help but raise an interesting arc, and his fingers on the table were intertwined.

This feeling is very interesting.

Although he has never met his opponent, he has roughly guessed how many cards his opponent has in his hand, as well as what his strategic goals and shortcomings are.

The only suspense now is whether the "players' prediction of the dog's plan" is accurate.

If they really guessed it, the man behind the attack was the Church of the Torch, and the aquatic mutants kept in captivity on the Death Coast by the Torch as the attacking minions...

Before the battle even started, they had already won a third of the battle.

Thinking of this, the smile on Chu Guang's lips became more joyful, and he picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

"So funny."

Sitting on the pen holder and dangling her calves, Xiao Qi quietly looked at Chu Guang without saying a word, her eyes shining with admiration.

Although I don’t know what happened, it feels like the owner who did nothing seems to have won again...

…

On a blue sea, the flagship rises and falls like a lonely boat with the waves.

A merchant in luxurious clothes stood on the side of the ship, looking at the flower-white foam split by the bow of the ship, and let out a long sigh.

Considering his busy life, Mogawi thought it was quite exciting.

As an inconspicuous little person, he first witnessed the Legion's cross-continental expedition against the Great Rift Valley, and then personally experienced the Falcon Kingdom's war of annihilation against the desert kings.

During this period, a mighty Bone-Chewing Rebellion broke out in the distant River Valley Province. The survivors who united formed an unbreakable alliance. The residents of Boulder City, who could not bear the exploitation, united to overthrow the mountains that were pressing on them. , the province of Borneo with thousands of tribes and gods changed its dynasty again...

A lot of things have really happened over the years.

The items seem to be isolated from each other, but they also seem to be connected together by invisible cause and effect.

Perhaps I am standing here now because of some invisible cause and effect.

He shouldn't have had the greed to "make a lot of money" in the first place.

If he didn't stay at the port of Silver Moon Bay for so many days and was targeted by people from the Xilan Empire, he would just take the money he earned from selling his skin and go to the captain with the stinky face to beg him again. If he takes a chance on himself, maybe even if he can't make as much money as he dreamed of, it will at least be better than what he is doing now.

Looking at the two cargo ships getting closer and closer, Mogawi had a mournful expression on his face, as if he was about to step onto the execution ground.

Captain Achim patted him on the shoulder and gave him a sunny smile.

"Relax the layout, don't be so arrogant, wait for our soldiers to land at the port, you can pick whatever you want there, whether it's people, goods or money, it will be no less than what you can get by doing a business trip."

"Yes...respected sir."

Mogavi forced a smile that was uglier than crying from his face, but when he thought of his possible final tragic end, the little smile he had could not help but collapse.

After all, I still can't reconcile myself to years of hard work leading to such an aggrieved death.

He gritted his teeth and finally couldn't help but tried to persuade the captain to step back from the brink.

"I have no doubt that you can crush your enemy like a grasshopper, but have you ever thought about one question...how do you plan to withstand the wrath of the Alliance."

"Anger? Who would be angry with a group of gophers?" Achim picked his ears and flicked the earwax to Haiya with a look of disdain. "They should have realized the moment they rejected Duke Galawa's request that they We will pay the price for our arrogance and stupidity. Besides, we are just taking what belongs to us and getting a little bit of information along the way.”

The empire has a vast territory. Not only is it fertile, it is favored by thousands of gods, and it also forms a brotherly alliance with the military.

A mere alliance is nothing to be afraid of.

Although the companies standing behind the alliance were a threat, and even the legion was troubled by those guys, he didn't think that Ideal City would break up with the empire for this little thing.

Moreover, they have legion support behind them. A two-star captain of ten thousand who has experienced hundreds of battles has arrived in Tiandu of the empire to meet His Majesty the Emperor. Following him are cannons that can arm several ten thousand troops. Tanks and rifles.

He admitted that the blue gophers were good at picking up rags, but they were still lacking in strategy and layout, and were far from being a match for the empire.

No one would know that this operation was carried out under the instruction of the empire's top brass.

Once the two cargo ships departing from Golden Gallon Port docked at French Fries Port, more than a thousand elite pirates disguised as pirates would come out and quickly board the land to control the entire port.

They would loot the camps on the shore, take away all the slaves snatched by the Alliance, and then blame the pirates. If the Alliance insists on an explanation, then cut off the businessman's head and give it to them.

In this way, it not only demonstrates the generosity of the empire, but also proves the empire's position and determination. It can also save the face lost by those shameful and despicable Yue people, and undermine the prestige of the alliance at the Community Conference. It can be said that killing four birds with one stone.

While they were talking, one of the cargo ships approached the warship.

Mogawi secretly looked at the cargo ship. There was a tightly covered shed on the long and narrow deck. There was no doubt that this was just an ordinary civilian dry bulk carrier, and it was also a hauler. The kind of livestock.

Usually merchants in Borneo Province use this kind of cargo ship to transport two-headed cattle that are prohibited from eating in Borneo Province, and sell them to the port of Silver Moon Bay.

㳎Civil 㳎Cargo ship transporting troops...

Thanks to these guys for doing it.

A man who looked like an officer stood on the bow of the ship and gave Achim a military salute.

"The 1,000-man team of the Gray Wolf Army is in position. Please give me your instructions!"

Looking at the officer with bulging muscles, blazing eyes, and a chilling air all over his body, Captain Achim nodded his head proudly in approval.

The Gray Wolf Army is an elite force stationed in the eastern part of Borneo Province. It is composed entirely of brave and capable wolf tribesmen. It is the land warfare ace of the Xilan Empire.

Unexpectedly, the empire's senior officials actually moved them out. It seemed that the senior officials despised this operation more than he thought.

He seemed to have seen the gray smoke floating over Fries Harbor, the dilapidated houses and bones that were burned to ashes.

Putting away his appreciative smile, Captain Achim adjusted his expression slightly and looked at the officer solemnly.

"Captain Dirang, your superior should have already accepted the mission from you, so I won't go into details here."

"From now on, your identity is no longer a soldier of the empire, but a ghost that dominates this sea, a devil that brings death and destruction to the enemies of the empire."

"I know this will bring shame to your honor, but this is all for the empire! Your parents, children, and your people will be proud of you!"

The captain named Dirang had a bright light in his eyes. He raised his head and straightened his back, and swore solemnly.

"For the Empire! For Your Majesty!"

That mighty momentum formed a sharp contrast with the trembling Mogawi.

Glancing at the timid businessman next to him, Captain Achim grinned with a playful and sarcastic smile.

Patting the poor guy on the shoulder, he gave the place to his most loyal subordinate Singer, and then walked out of the cabin.

Watching the officer leave, the taciturn guard took a step forward, stood behind Mogawei, and said quietly.

"Mr. Mogave, it's time to set off."

Mogawi nodded with a grimace, and under the supervision of that Singer's guard, he tremblingly climbed onto the wooden plank extending from the deck of the warship to the cargo ship.

Following him onto the cargo ship, Singer waved his hand behind him, signaling the sailors on the warship to put away the planks.

After putting away the planks, the warship slowly put away the anchor chain, and then sounded the farewell whistle.

The two cargo ships setting off also blew their whistles one after another, and then continued to move towards Fang Yan in the Baiyue Strait.

Watching the warship flying the double-㥕 flag on a green background gradually disappear, Mogawe completely gave up the last thought that these idiots would rein in their horses.

At this time, the commander named Dirang came next to him and said expressionlessly.

"Mr. Mogavi, I have heard about your situation in the telegram. You only need to help us board the dock. We will allow you to select ten slaves first and bring 100,000 dinars worth of slaves." goods.”

Mogavi didn't listen to the second half of the sentence at all. He glanced at the closed cabin, then at the officer and several soldiers dressed as sailors on the boat, and couldn't help but ask.

"Do you have any plans? Or are we just going to do it like this?"

Di Rangyan said concisely.

"Just drive past the 噙."

Mogavi then asked.

"What about the queen? How do you plan to occupy it? Rush directly to the pier from the pier?"

"You don't have to worry about my wife's love." To be honest, Di Rang despised this coward from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Not to mention that they were the elite of the empire, the two cargo ships contained a team of a thousand people, and one person's saliva was enough to flood the port. He didn't know what this guy had to be afraid of.

Not to mention that this battle may not be possible. I am afraid that when they stand on the shore, those people will be dumbfounded on the spot and obediently raise their hands to surrender.

Looking at these guys who couldn't communicate, Mogavi had a bitter expression on his face.

He knew that it was useless to say anything now, and he didn't know what to say to persuade them.

If these guys are really thinking about their empire, then they should at least use a little brain when thinking about the problem.

But apparently they didn't.

These people are crazy.

And he is completely crazy...

…

After two days and one night of sailing, the two cargo ships finally sailed across the western entrance of the strait.

They were less than 500 kilometers away from the French Fries Port, and if nothing else happened, they should be able to get there before eight o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the emerald green jungle on the shore, Mogave's Adam's apple moved and he said.

"...Do you know why there is no one here?"

Singer, who was standing behind him, said nothing and didn't bother to talk to him at all.

Di Rang, who had changed into casual clothes, glanced at him and said casually.

"Why?"

"Because no one can conquer this land, neither the Hump Kingdom nor the Federation of the Southern Islands escaping from here... In the face of waves of alien species coming in one after another, the determination and courage of mortals are in vain."

Looking at Dirang who was staring at him intently, Mogavi swallowed and continued.

"But some people succeeded. Not only did they establish a foothold on this land, but they also built a settlement... You may not think this is anything special, but I am from the Camelback Kingdom, and I understand this. How amazing it is that they have not only courage, determination, but also scientific methods, and some things that I can’t figure out.”

Dirang said expressionlessly.

"So what?"

Mogavi sighed softly.

"No...what, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Amidst the humming of insects along the coast, two cargo ships full of soldiers continued to move forward.

Time passed slowly, and under the harsh sunshine, this short half-day seemed as long as a century.

However, unlike Mogavi who endured the torture, everyone else on the ship, whether they were officers or soldiers disguised as sailors, looked in high spirits.

He even saw a few soldiers whispering to each other with evil smiles on their faces. He didn't even see the shadow of the dock, so he fantasized about how to divide the loot that he had not yet obtained.

"When we get to the shore later, I have to pick one with a big butt."

"Haha, we know you have unique taste, don't worry no one will compete with you."

"Can you pursue it a little bit? Aren't the women in the shelter much more exciting than those dirty Yue people?"

"Why don't we try it together? Anyway, we have three days. The commander said that as long as we don't miss the mark, we can play whatever we want."

"Damn...it would be nice if this broken ship could go faster."

"I'll go to the toilet first."

"You're a shameful thing, get out of here."

"Hahaha!"

Perhaps in response to their expectations, the sun finally set in the dusk.

There was silence on the night sea, as if I could smell the prelude of a storm, and even the waves washing against the bow of the ship became cautious.

I guess the time is coming.

Dirang, who was patrolling the plywood, patted Mogavi on the shoulder, turned around and entered the cargo hold.

It didn't take long for Hu You, who was full of blood, to come out of the leaky cabin door, as well as a series of menacing shouts.

That guy seemed to be making his final mobilization for war.

But to Mogavi's ears, it was no different from his last words.

They have no idea what kind of monster their opponent is, and they even imagine that everything will be fine as soon as they step onto the dock. When the gunfire rings out, the weak blue gophers will hurriedly get into the hole.

Touching the silver pendant on his chest, he silently prayed to the Silver Moon Goddess in his heart, hoping that when he fell into the water later, he would not be eaten by the alien species wandering nearby.

Putting the pendant away at his collar, Mogavi took a deep breath and walked to the bow of the ship.

As usual, Singer followed him closely, not intending to leave him any chance to be alone.

Mogavi didn't care in his heart. After all, it was not the time now anyway. Even if he wanted to risk jumping off the ship, he would have to wait until he got close to the port. He was not here.

Looking at the increasingly familiar coastline in the distance, his heart was beating hard.

But at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and a slight sigh escaped from his mouth unconsciously.

"strangeness……"

The voice did not escape Singer's ears, and the latter asked expressionlessly.

"What's up?"

Mogavi swallowed, glanced at him, and whispered his confusion.

"I didn't see the patrol's speedboat."

Singer frowned.

"Patrol?"

Mogavi explained.

"It's the patrol of the Southern Islands Federation."

Singer relaxed his frown and regained his indifferent expression.

"No matter what those people do."

Mogavi was stunned for a moment, looked away from his face, turned his head and continued to look at the sea in the distance, muttering in a low voice.

"It's really none of their business... However, this is abnormal. When a ship passed by here in the past, they would take a look on the ship to check for personal information and so on."

Does the Alliance not allow them to patrol here?

Probably not...

For some reason, Mogavi always felt uneasy in his heart, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.

Out of the instinct of self-preservation, he loosened his hand on the railing and walked from the bow to the edge of the cabin.

Just a few moments after he reached the edge of the cabin, a violent tremor accompanied by a loud noise suddenly came from under his feet, almost knocking him over.

The cargo ship seemed to have hit something.

Mogawei knew clearly that this area of ​​water was safe and there were no such sinister rocks that were usually buried under the waves.

After being caught off guard, Singer and the soldiers who were following him were not so lucky.

After all, they were not professional sailors. They fell all over the place one after another, and a few unlucky ones leaning on the side of the ship even screamed and fell into the sea.

The screams of the melting tide almost disappeared, as if something had caught them.

Faced with this sudden change, Mogawei was so frightened that he lost his wits. He lay on the plywood with his hands on his head and shivered.

Not far away, the cabin door suddenly opened.

Dirang, who was covering his forehead, rushed out with a gun and yelled curses.

"Damn, what happened?!"

Looking beyond his calf, Mogavi finally saw clearly the so-called "ghost of the powerful Baltic Sea" in the cabin.

It was a group of soldiers carrying Ripper rifles on their backs, and a few had submachine guns and automatic rifles hanging on their chests.

But none of that is necessary now.

Those guys also fell and staggered around. Although they didn't panic, they all looked around at a loss, not knowing how to deal with the situation in front of them.

Singer, who got up from the deck, also cursed, stretched out his hand to pull up Mogavi who was lying on the deck, stared at him and cursed loudly.

"Damn it, did you report the letter to the alliance?!"

Mogavi said with a sad expression on his face.

"Are you kidding me, sir? When have I ever left your sight?"

As if thinking that this was indeed the case, Singer gritted his teeth and threw away his collar.

Staggering back two steps, Mogavi held on to the cabin to prevent him from falling. He tried to calm his disordered breathing and calm down his panic.

He probably figured out what happened.

The thing that hit them just now was probably a torpedo.

Through the tremors that came along the deck and bulkheads, he could clearly feel that it was the sound of sea water filling the cabin. The fully loaded cargo ship was slowly sinking.

However, he did not rush to escape because he had not yet figured out what hit them.

Is it an alliance?

impossible……

Those guys have a bottom line and cannot take the initiative to attack civilian ships.

Commonwealth of the Southern Islands?

That's even more impossible, unless they plan to be self-sufficient in the future.

Damn, what the hell is this? !

It's impossible for the mines to evolve from alien species!

Just when he was frightened and frightened, others on the boat finally realized the problem of water leakage in the hull.

At the same time, another cargo ship following them seemed to have been hit by a torpedo, slowly sinking amid a violent tremor and a steely cry.

There was no time to hesitate.

Seeing that his subordinates might drown in the cabin if they waited any longer, the officer named Dirang gritted his teeth and shouted decisively.

"Abandon ship! Everyone, please join me on the north shore!"

After receiving the order, everyone rushed out of the cabin and jumped into the sea like dumplings.

Fortunately, they were not far from the shore. They swam less than ten meters and arrived there in a while.

Seeing that everyone had no time to take care of him, Mogavi was planning to jump into the sea while taking advantage of the chaos.

As soon as he ran to the side of the tilted ship, an unforgettable scene in his life came into his eyes.

Looking at the hellish scene, Mogavi's face turned pale for an instant, and he sat down on the ground with his legs paralyzed, shouting words like "monster" and "devil" incoherently.

Captain Dirang, who had previously ordered the soldiers to abandon ship, was not much better than him.

I saw him holding the cold railing tightly with both hands, staring at the sea with wide eyes, his bloodshot pupils filled with deep fear and despair.

And it is despair that can be seen with the naked eye...