This Game Is Too Realistic

Northern Line.

In the endless clear sky, a majestic steel airship was breaking through the clouds, revealing the bridge pod suspended below the bow of the ship.

Looking down at the sunken wasteland and the stacked mountains, Captain Liam, who was sitting in the bridge, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Throwing the ice cream stick to the waiter standing aside, he stood up with his hands on the armrests of the chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, and looked down at the nearby Shifeng Mountain with squinted eyes.

Eighty Mile Bone Road?

ridiculous.

On their territory, an opponent of this level is just a matter of bombing and charging.

If it's not enough, repeat the process again.

It may not be very effective against more and more slime molds, but it's more than enough to deal with mutants.

"...It's too slow. If these snails advance little by little, I'm afraid this battle will have to last until next year. I don't think it's better to take over Shifeng Mountain and destroy the lair of those cultists in one fell swoop."

The adjutant standing behind Liam coughed lightly after hearing the officer's words and quickly reminded Yu.

"General, it's better not to break away from the main force."

Liam chuckled.

"With just these mutants, can they still capture our airship?"

This is not a foolhardy decision.

No matter what kind of high technology the torch is, the mutants on this mountain need food and ammunition, and these things have to be sent from Haiyada Province.

As long as these guys can be cut off from their logistical supplies, most of them will starve to death just from hunger.

The adjutant understood what he meant, but still cautioned.

"Previously, the Alliance encountered a group of flying mutants in Jinhe City, which they called bat-winged people. Even under the cover of the plane, they were still landed on the airship by the bat-winged people, and even fell into Hard fight."

"Oh, don't these fools know how to use radar?" Liam curled his lips in disdain, with a dismissive look on his face, but he was a little more vigilant in his heart and no longer mentioned the matter of flying an airship over Shifeng Mountain. son.

He knew that the Yu Alliance would definitely turn on the radar, but in this world as long as there is a spear, there is a shield.

There are many ways to lock a target, and there are also many ways to counter radar.

The Torch Man actually came out of Vault 117 and has been developing for a long time. They are good at biotech, but they don’t only understand biotechnology.

After returning to the chair and sitting down, Liam looked at the adjutant next to him and gave an order.

"Notify General Modlin of the 310,000th Corps that he has arrived at the station and have his men assemble in the pod."

The adjutant looked solemn, stood at attention and gave a military salute.

"yes!"

…

To the north of the Weifu military base, the anchor chain dropped from the Loyalty airship hit the ground, splashing billowing dust.

Immediately afterwards, a pod was lowered from the belly of the airship. Like a swing falling from the sky, it slowly lowered to the ground.

About a hundred tall Wilant soldiers with swollen noses lined up in a neat queue and walked out of the pod the size of a truck.

They wore uniform gray-black military uniforms, matte-colored steel helmets on their heads, all-colored automatic weapons on their backs, and bulletproof plates hung on their chests. Among them, the fireman carrying ammunition boxes and machine guns is even equipped with a fully protected exoskeleton!

Compared with the guys that players have seen in the desert before, these guys are undoubtedly much more elite!

Next to the military base, the indebted boy and Zhuan looked at these guys from a distance.

When they saw the exoskeleton of the Weiland man, the local boy and Zhuang opened their eyes in surprise.

"These Vaillants also have exoskeletons?"

Debt Big Eyes was also surprised, but felt that it was a bit of a loss to make a fuss like the strength beast next to him, so he analyzed it rationally.

"It's not surprising, right? Boulder City has those things, and they even have self-produced and self-developed prosthetics. The Legion is one of the three major forces in the wasteland, so it's not like they can't even build exoskeletons. ”

The young boy and Brick scratched their heads.

"I'm just wondering...why we haven't met before."

Debt-eyed: "emmm... maybe it was all destroyed during the fight with the Great Rift Valley?"

Of course, faction support and local logistics efficiency are also issues.

At that time, the legion's eastward expansion faction was already at the end of its tether. The frontal battlefield even had to be surrendered to the servant army and clone troops, and ammunition was almost out of stock. Things like exoskeletons are a bit of a luxury for them.

If they had not faced the problem of supply interruption, they would not have been so eager to march into the River Valley Province at that time, looking for a settlement like Boulder City that could help them solve their logistics and equipment problems.

Of course, a more reasonable explanation is that most players had just left the Novice Village at that time.

Under such circumstances, a dog planner would be a bit out of place to deal with more than a dozen airships and a group of well-dressed bosses.

Just as Big Eye and I were looking at the regular army of the legendary Eastern Legion, another train was coming from far away from the north.

This train has thirty-two carriages, and the people in the carriages are an unusually mixed crowd.

Among them were people from the academy, people from companies, and even the expeditionary force of the Xilan Empire.

In particular, the latter had the largest number, and thirty of the thirty-two carriages were filled with them.

Although the Xilan Empire had an undeclared war with the Alliance not long ago, and even the ceasefire agreement had not been signed yet, as a member of the Sticky Community, the Emperor of Xilan still generously sent out 30,000 people with a wave of his hand. .

Of course, this is not generosity for the sake of the common destiny of human civilization, but entirely for the sake of the Weirant people. After all, compared to dying of some insignificant inferior people, the eternal friendship is more important.

In the car at the end of the train, the first half of the car was occupied by a group of guys wearing exoskeletons, tactical helmets and gas masks.

Their bodies exuded an aura of keeping others away from them, and they sat motionless in the carriage.

Sitting in the second half of the carriage is the company's Seventh Air Force.

Their carriage was originally in the front, but they were forced to get here by the guys from Borneo.

I wonder if the commander of the Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force took the wrong medicine and insisted on cramming 200 people into a carriage full of 118 people.

This is what happened.

Chewing gum in his mouth, the pilot sitting in the back row glanced at the comrade next to him and lowered his voice and complained softly.

"I guess they are androids...and not very smart ones."

As we all know, the academy's androids are the most boring guys in the wasteland, just as boring as their researchers.

The comrade smiled and was about to make some teasing remarks. The officer, who was sitting with his eyes closed and concentrating, glanced at the two restless guys, closed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Task Force Alpha, they are not androids, but real special forces, hunters in the swamp. The academy has equipped them with almost all the prosthetics imaginable, and the average prosthetic rate per capita has reached 30%. Above. Not only that, almost all of them are awakened. Although they are awakened by drugs... don't underestimate them."

Several pilots had surprised expressions on their faces when they heard this, but they were not surprised because of their conversion rate into prosthetics or their status as special forces.

"Drug Awakening?"

"How could anyone have that thing?"

At least in the ideal city, awakening is not a big deal, but means that people have lost a lot of fun.

The random expression of non-coding genes may not only cause genetic diseases, but more importantly, it will reduce the probability of having offspring.

Although most residents of the ideal city have no interest in having offspring, whether they want to and whether they can are two different things.

You only have one life, and awakening is irreversible. Most people don’t dare to joke about their own lives.

After all, if you really pursue power, a one-meter prosthetic body or exoskeleton will be useless. There is no need to develop that part of the organism to the extreme.

The officer, who opened his eyes and crossed his arms, glanced at the rows of heads with their backs facing them, and said with a complicated expression.

"The Science and Technology Committee is a different place from the Ideal City. Those guys have proved that high technology does not necessarily mean high living standards, and as long as scientific management methods are implemented, even if most people can maintain low living standards, The level does not prevent them from building spaceships, and they can even use limited resources in key places..."

"For ordinary people who are unable to become researchers or even prospectors, joining Task Force Alpha is another way out. At least the equipment and medicines are free, and you can also improve your life at home."

The pilot sitting next to him couldn't help but click his tongue, unable to think about that kind of work.

At least, he joined the Seventh Air Force because he liked flying airplanes.

"What a terrible bunch of guys..."

The officer continued to close his eyes and meditate.

To be honest, he had little experience in carrying out bombing and pick-up missions in mountainous terrain, even though the air force base next to the Tianshui tributary was located in a mountainous area.

However, compared to his own safety, what he was more worried about was actually the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division coming from Ideal City.

Those guys seemed to arrive on the same day.

He and his men have fighter jets, and the boys heard that many of them were on the battlefield for the first time...

Is it really okay?

…

What the pilots didn't know was that the guys wearing gas masks were not very smart. They just turned off redundant plug-ins and prosthetics to save energy during the flight.

Some bionic prosthetics require bioelectric current to activate, and the computing power required to drive these prostheses is also a load on the brain and the chips in the brain.

Wastelanders who cannot control themselves often fall into coma or even go crazy due to excessive computing power, but this does not happen to the soldiers of Task Force Alpha.

If it is not necessary, they can even keep only the operation of basic body functions and the communication module implanted in the crystal, so that metabolism and neural activity are reduced to the lowest level.

While the company's pilots were pointing at the backs of their heads, they were meticulously listening to the captain's instructions on the communication frequency.

"Sitting behind you is the Seventh Air Force of the enterprise. Although they are not awakened ones, they have undergone rigorous training and selection. They are also elites selected from tens of millions of people."

"Since the disintegration of the War and Construction Committee, Ideal City has been controlled by the chaebols headed by the Ideal Group. Ordinary people must constantly hone their skills if they want to survive. The hardship is no less than digging potatoes in the swamp. They and You are all tempered aces...don't underestimate them! Keep your spirits up!"

The majestic voice echoed in the silent place, and everyone wearing gas masks sat upright, responding silently in their minds.

"yes!"

…

At the same time that troops from legions, companies, and colleges arrived at the front line one after another, the shouts of killing were deafening on Shifeng Mountain, and the sound of gunfire was intense!

Before dawn, a group of goblins sneaked into Fushan's position and launched a sudden attack on the sleeping players.

If it was just when the server was launched, it wouldn't matter if this strategy worked. After all, many players played games part-time and had to go to work after getting up during the day.

But now, not to mention the Death Corps, even some individual players are focusing on the game.

Basically, the mobile phone and the helmet are never separated from the body. As soon as the " @All members" pop-up window popped up, one or two people put on the helmets and returned to the line.

The player patrolling with the Death Claw was the first to notice the attack. Within a minute, two hundred players stationed on the mountain came online collectively, led by Edge Paddling, and faced the attacking Goblin troops. A wave of tricks and tricks.

In just one hour.

More than half of the two thousand Goblin troops were killed or wounded, and the remaining less than a thousand fled without their armor.

Because the battle was going too smoothly, Edge Paddling didn't even call the brothers who were resting at the foot of the mountain to come up to help, and just got rid of this bunch of scum himself.

The only thing that surprised the players was that "Goblin" was originally the nickname they gave these green-skinned dwarves. Unexpectedly, these guys started shouting "Goblin, Goblin" after themselves.

Wiping the blood on the soldier's shovel, the roller shampooer muttered regretfully.

"That's sloppy. If I had known that the dogs were planning to let me name them, I should have called them cowards."

Laplace was shocked when he heard this. He didn't have time to wipe the blood on his hands and quickly came up to cover his mouth.

"Damn it, you're going to die calling a dog planner here!"

At midnight, I scratched my head with no umbrella.

"But the problem is that mutants are not like ogres."

Don’t you think so, madam? She touched her chin and thought for a moment: “It’s quite similar to cannibalism.”

Bringing an umbrella at midnight but not 㥕: "Well, the same goes for the 佗 like."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the goblins on the day were obviously stronger than yesterday.

Not only is his fighting style more brutal, but he is also more difficult to deal with, and he will even come up with a barrel of explosives on his back.

The most incredible thing is that these guys who used to only fight on their own are now working together as a team.

I don’t know if those crazy people have come up with some outrageous black technology.

If they continue to go crazy, I'm afraid the "War in Heaven" will turn into an "Invasion of Chaos"...

"Boy, the statue at the foot of the mountain is quite lively." The player who was looking towards the foot of the mountain shouted in surprise.

Just at the moment when they were fighting, the Vaillant airship had already arrived at the battlefield.

The big noses even brought a big thing that looked like an "AT-AT Imperial Donkey"!

Doesn't he seem to be called "bison"?

Not just the Legion.

Colleges and companies also arrived at the Weifu military base one after another, including their personnel and vehicles!

Seeing the curious expressions on everyone's faces, he knew what they were expecting, so he smiled and agreed.

"Everyone, hold on for a little longer, the rotation will begin soon!"

Laplace pointed to the corpses scattered on the ground next to him and asked, "What happened to these corpses? Buried them?"

There was no need to dig the soil on this mountain. The soil under their feet was so frozen that it was as hard as iron.

Although their bodies are not strong enough to catch the plague, no one likes to be next to a petri dish of bacteria.

What's more, there are still their teammates at the foot of the mountain. Even if they don't think about themselves, they have to think about those people.

However, this problem is not difficult to solve. Midnight with a knife rolled his eyes and came up with an idea.

"Let Big Eye eat it, his wives are thieves."

"Hahahahahaha!" The roller shampooer, who was wiping his face covered in dirty blood, couldn't help laughing.

Everyone burst into laughter, and even the edge paddlers couldn't help laughing and gave a thumbs up.

"Your special mother is really a talent!"

…

At Fushan Military Base, the campground that was empty yesterday was filled with people today.

A total of eight killer whale transport planes were parked on the tarmac, their majestic bodies like whales in the sea.

There were twenty Yun Ting ornithopters next to them, their blade-like flexible wings emitting a cold light in the sunlight.

In addition, there are nearly a hundred silver-white, O-shaped trucks parked neatly in the wilderness, like squares with sharp edges!

The Ideal Group's logo is printed on the bumper below the front of the car.

That was the Enterprise's 100th Mechanized Mountain Division.

They flew directly over the mountainous area in the eastern part of Jinchuan Province via a killer whale transport plane, and deployed to the eastern part of the plain one by one. After gathering, they arrived here together.

This is probably the first time a company has sent troops to such a distant battlefield.

It's not just companies showing off their toys.

The same goes for colleges.

In addition to the Alpha Task Force that arrived by train, there were also nearly twenty long shuttle-shaped flying vehicles about twenty meters long that landed on the east side of the Weifu military base.

Although those flying engines use plasma engines, judging from the slow landing method, their lift does not seem to be entirely provided by plasma engines, but is equipped with reflexes similar to those of scientific research ships and legion airships. force device.

The Alpha Mobile Task Force, armed to the teeth with exoskeletons, stepped out of the cabin in unison.

As if to show off, they walked around to the north when walking towards the camp, passing between the 100th Mountain Division and the Corps of the Enterprise...

As for the "Hound" special forces of the Bugla Free State, they seemed to be relatively low-key, just waiting quietly behind the army with dozens of military trucks.

Not paying attention to the little thoughts of those people, the debtors and construction workers standing next to the military base watching the excitement were dumbfounded and couldn't close their open mouths.

Legion, Corporation, Academy, Free State, Empire...

There are also a lot of survivor forces that he has never heard of, and they are all gathered here at this moment.

The whole camp was lively like a large-scale military exposition or military parade, with all kinds of strange and strange equipment that dazzled everyone.

Liability Big Eyes swallowed.

"Construction site guy..."

The construction site boy and Brick: "What's wrong?"

Debt-eyed: "Nothing, I just wanted to ask...does it feel like a military parade?"

The boy at the construction site and Bian were stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Damn! What you said is really cool!"

Is the leader of the Wasteland Alliance okay...

Although the foundation of this alliance leader seems to be a bit weak.

But it doesn't matter, as long as their managers are honest, that will be the end of the matter.

At this moment, he just wants to shout that the manager is awesome!

At this moment, the two people who were surprised suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the crowd.

"Su Ming?!"

When he heard someone calling his name, Su Ming, who was walking towards the camp, stopped and looked at the two people who stopped him in confusion, but he didn't recognize who it was.

"...Do we know each other?"

"I've seen it, I've seen it, hey, we met once before when I was in Luoxia Province," he walked up with a smile, patted the friend next to him with his big eyes, and introduced, "This is Construction site, my name is Big Eye.”

"Oh! Comrades from that time!" Su Ming nodded in confusion. He was about to complain about the weird names of these two people, but after thinking about it, he felt it was not polite, so he swallowed his words and smiled instead. Then he said, "Long time no see, it's been a year!"

"Yeah, it's been a year in the blink of an eye!"

Without waiting for the NPC to spit out his name, Liability continued to ask with a big smile.

"By the way, I remember you are not the 20th Commando?"

"Yes," Su Ming nodded and looked at him doubtfully, "Is there any problem?"

The boy at the construction site and the brick man stared at him: "Have you been promoted?"

The young man smiled cheerfully and said.

"What is the promotion? I am a non-commissioned officer and a professional sniper. If I am converted to an instructor, it may be considered a promotion."

Debt asked, scratching his head.

"But... weren't you a commando before? Are the company's security department and the regular army the same system?"

It's not that he wants to get information.

Mainly just too weird.

It's just like a security guard who changed his profession and became a regular army, and he also became an instructor.

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Su Ming explained with a smile.

"We don't use this kind of saying here. The 100th Mountain Division is actually an expansion of the 26th Commando... Don't worry, we don't actually have a standing army. The council pulled them out just to let us take them to practice for the future. Be prepared. There are a lot of people inside, so I might have to ask you to help take care of them when the time comes."

After all, he is his ally, so he has nothing to hide when he speaks.

The boy and Brick at the construction site were stunned. Their heads still hadn't turned around, and they were tangled in confusion for a long time.

"But... aren't you the 100th Mountain Division? There are 100, so there are 99 of them, right? How come there is no standing army?"

Su Ming scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

"Ahem... to be honest, in fact, when we first mobilized, we were called 001. Later, our Cloud Team felt it was inappropriate, so they proposed to the council, and then changed it to 100, so that it sounded more powerful. ”

Suddenly remembering something, he had an expression of regret on his face. He glanced at the airship not far away and lowered his voice again, adding another word at the end of his words.

"By the way, don't talk about this everywhere...if you accidentally say it, don't say it came from me."

Looking at this guy, the debt-ridden boy and the construction site boy were all shocked.

"What the hell?!"

"Awesome!"

Is this okay? !

But there is a saying, when they first heard this number, they were really frightened...

…

Just when the two of them were shocked by the secret they heard, the train station next to the camp was bustling with noise.

Soldiers from the Xilan Empire huddled together at the edge of the train station, as if something had happened.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Di Jinrong, who had just received the reception from the company, hurried over without stopping.

After all, the survivor forces from all over the wasteland have different cultural backgrounds, and the customs they have formed over the past two hundred years are also different, so friction is inevitable.

Although the manager specifically told him to keep an eye on those guys from Borneo, he never expected that something would go wrong on the first day.

After arriving at the scene, he quickly found the guy who was yelling about causing trouble for the train conductor.

"I am the person in charge here, the leader of the Southern Construction Corps, Kuo Jinrong. Who are you?"

The tall man raised his nostrils and held out his hand.

"Babita, the horse tribe, the baron, and the captain of the Xilan expeditionary army!"

Ignoring the long list of titles, Diao Jinrong stared at him and asked seriously.

"So General Babita, do you have any questions?"

"What's the problem?" Babita shouted angrily, "I can't find my subordinates! You ask me what's the problem!"

"Can't...can't find your subordinates?"

Di Jinrong was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the large group of soldiers behind him, and said with a strange expression, "Aren't they just here?"

Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Babita became even more furious and said angrily.

"It's not just that! There are thirty thousand people in total! Several trains have arrived at the station. I have counted and counted but there are only two teams of ten thousand people! You have lost our people!"

Wei Jinrong almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How could this be lost?"

"Who knows! They were on your train! I said you were responsible for the logistics! As a result, I found out that I was missing. Don't you have some responsibility?"

As if feeling that these words were not powerful enough, Babita roared loudly again.

"We got the money!"

This is true.

The alliance did not help them with the logistics out of its own pocket, but simply sold them the transportation capacity and resources converted into currency at a cheap price.

A total of 10,000 people were lost...

This is indeed a big deal.

If 10,000 refugees with military training suddenly appeared in the Alliance, it would be a big trouble even if they didn't carry guns when riding in the car.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Di Jinrong's expression gradually changed. He did not dare to delay, but asked the guy to wait for a while while he went to the communication room of the train station.

Before investigating where those people were lost, he had to find out the numbers of the trains that transported those soldiers and which stations they stopped at...

And at this time, there were thousands of people outside.

In front of the pleasant French Fries Port, cargo ships floated on the sea, and a group of soldiers with sweaty foreheads were staring blankly at the shore.

The officer standing at the stern of the ship swallowed.

After looking at the people waiting on the shore, he then looked at the adjutant standing aside in confusion, swallowed and asked.

"we……"

"Did you get on the wrong ship?"