This Game Is Too Realistic

The battle is over.

And it ended with a complete victory for the Alliance.

In the square of Fortress Town, standing next to the armored vehicle, [name is hard to come by] turned off the tactical eyepiece and the visual battlefield guidance system, took off his helmet and looked around, and suddenly couldn't help sighing.

"...unbelievable."

Standing next to him holding the rifle, [Nirvana] glanced at him out of curiosity.

"What's unbelievable?"

"More than 20,000 people once lived here." [It's hard to name] his eyes fell on the amusement equipment on the edge of the square. There were rusty horizontal bars and slides. It could be seen that there were people here as well. Have a great time.

Although life in the wasteland is difficult, it is not all a struggle.

After being silent for a while, [Nobi Taiqiong] curled his lips and said.

"Hey, there are millions of people in my small hometown."

It’s hard to come up with a name: “Tsk, is there any comparison between reality and the wasteland?”

Ji Mie teased with a smile.

"Haha, you should say that games and reality are somewhat comparable."

Suddenly something occurred to him, and he spoke again.

"Speaking of which, based on the level of realism in this game so far... these 20,000 people should have appeared before, right?"

Ji Mie: "Maybe?"

"It's nothing." The name was silent for a while. "It's just that I was wondering...where did those people go."

…

Fang Changji thought that there would be a tough battle after entering the shelter, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived at the door, and the person on the other side actually accepted him.

"I surrender!"

Looking at the powered armor at the door and the exoskeletons standing behind the powered armor, Arzu simply raised his hands without any hesitation.

There is no doubt that it was the group of people in the control room who opened the door.

But it doesn't really matter whether the door can be opened or not. No one knows how to pry open the door of the shelter better than the Alliance. After all, many of those guys are blue gophers.

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, but he finally raised his hand.

Being captured is not a bad thing.

Anyway, he had a lot of crystals left outside, so there was no need to use his physical body to resist in a meaningless way.

As soon as Fang Chang saw the gray robe on this guy, he knew that this person must be of high status and had a crystal in his head, so he took out a medical gun and pointed it at him without saying a word.

This thing has a range of only twenty meters. It can fire hemostatic capsule bullets containing nano-robots, and it can also fire anesthetic bullets charged with narcotic alkaloids. The price on the official website is 10,000 silver coins. It is imported from Ideal City in the early days of the alliance. It is not true that it is imported equipment.

Since players who can afford this thing usually wear armor, and players who don't wear armor generally don't need treatment, the application scenarios of this thing are quite limited. It will only be used in small amounts when doing the biological research institute's target recovery mission. arrive.

Not knowing that this thing was a medical gun, Arzu had a look of surprise on his face, took a step back and subconsciously raised his hand.

"Wait...I have already surrendered——"

Before he could finish his words, there was a gunshot, and a stream of heat hit his arm.

Before he could come to his senses, a wave of sleepiness crept into his brain, pulling his consciousness into a bottomless quagmire.

"You should sleep for a while first."

After looking at the "suspected VIP target" who was lying unconscious on the ground, Fang Chang continued to look at the staff member who was slumped on the ground and peed his pants, and said in a joking tone.

"If you don't want to be like him, it's best to cooperate with our work."

The staff member nodded nervously.

"I, I will definitely cooperate."

"Very good." Satisfied with the expression on his face, Fang Chang nodded and continued in a relaxed tone, "Introduce yourself, the person next to you, and this underground facility."

The man nodded tremblingly again and stammered.

"Tomele, my name...this, this person, Arzu, is an apostle of the church, but his status is higher than that of ordinary apostles."

Fang Chang raised his hand to stop him.

"Can you stand up and talk? I want to listen while I sit, not wait at the door."

Not caring about covering up the water stains on the floor and on his pants, the staff member hurriedly got up from the ground.

"Okay, okay...I can show you around here, please don't kill me."

"Do you think we are the same as you? Of course, whether you can survive in the end depends on the judge's trial and your performance after surrendering."

After saying these words, Fang Chang reached out and tapped on his helmet, and contacted the rear headquarters.

"This is Fangchang. We have successfully suppressed Vault 182... This place should have been transformed into a research facility by the Torch. We captured a suspected high-level Torch apostle and a suspected researcher at the door. They were not found. Missing residents of Fortress Town.”

After a brief rustle of electricity, a steady voice came from the communication channel.

"The command headquarters has received it, and relevant personnel of the scientific expedition team will arrive at the scene in two hours to investigate, and try to preserve the scene and control the relevant personnel as much as possible."

"receive."

After turning off the communication, the rear commander noticed that the staff member who had wet his pants suddenly threw himself next to Arzu and reached out to rummage under his gray robe.

"Hey, what are you doing."

Fang Chang pointed the muzzle of the medical gun at him, but then he found an electronic component the size of a thumb from Arzu's body and handed it over with a flattering smile.

"Here, this is for you!"

This thing looks a bit like a USB flash drive.

Fang Chang was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took it from his hand with interest.

"What is this?"

"It's all in this Research Institute No. 182."

Tomele said quickly.

"Information on the Gestalt Life Project, as well as related research and experiment logs conducted by this institute... Arzu copied everything from this institute to this hard drive, and then cleared the server." Start data."

When he said this, he carefully looked at the soldiers in front of him, and his voice was a little flattering.

"Is this... considered meritorious service?"

Amused by his cautious look, Fang Chang responded teasingly.

"Then it depends on what we recover from it. I'm not a judge. The most I can do is hand you the evidence."

After a pause, he pointed his gun at the buffer room door.

"Now, I need you to show me around this sanctuary."

Whether the data stored in the hard drive is valuable depends on the opinions of the professionals on the scientific research team.

However, the alliance is still relatively reasonable. Generally, it will only impose maximum penalties on decision-makers, and will specifically study which behaviors are subjectively anti-human and which behaviors are blackmailed.

If he is just a researcher and does not participate in specific decision-making, he will not be punished with death. The most he can do is lose his personal freedom and be locked up in Vault 79 for the rest of his life.

However, Tomele misunderstood what he meant, and thought that the Alliance people thought that this credit was too small. After all, they could find the hard drive just like a search, and there was no need for him to hand it over.

Seeing that there was only one chance left, Tomele quickly stood in front of Fang Chang and introduced the No. 182 shelter to him and the other soldiers behind him.

The group had just passed through the buffer hatch and before crossing the shelter square, they saw a large group of researchers rushing up through the corridor's trap door.

Before Fang Chang could ask what happened, they rushed forward with snot and tears, and one after another, Fang Chang and all the players were stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at the group of researchers who wanted to hug his thighs, Fang Chang stretched out his hand and lifted one of the most excited guys from the ground.

An older researcher grabbed his arm excitedly and said with a trembling voice.

"Brothers from the Alliance... you are finally here!"

"You... have suffered," Fang Chang coughed lightly, looked at Tomele next to him and asked, "What is the situation with these people?"

Not daring to hide anything, Tomele quickly answered truthfully.

"They are researchers sent here by Chalas. They are from a company named Beijia Heavy Industries. They designed all the tanks and anti-tank guns outside."

Upon hearing this, the older researcher suddenly panicked.

"You can't say this nonsense. Everything is designed by us?"

Several young researchers nearby also followed suit.

"We are not forced by you!"

"That's right! Seeing the fate of the residents of Fortress Town, how can we dare to say no to you?"

"Residents of Bastion Town?" Fang Chang's heart moved. He looked at the young researcher and asked, "Those people are still alive?"

The square suddenly became quiet at the buffer entrance.

Including Tomele, whether they were the researchers who belonged to this research facility or the researchers who were kidnapped by Charas, everyone had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were unwilling to mention these details.

Under the pressure of Fang Chang's eyes, the young researcher finally spoke hesitantly.

"...On the 5th floor underground of the shelter, there is a modified biochemical factory. The petri dish there can transform living people into mutants...I heard that it is the earliest mutant cultivation equipment."

The man who was following Fang Chang had his Adam's apple twitching due to some strange combination of circumstances, and he struggled to squeeze out a word.

"That is to say..."

The researcher looked at Tomele.

"They drove some residents to plant Nagoya fruit, and some residents transformed mutants..."

Seeing those players looking at him with unkind eyes, Tomele broke into cold sweat on his forehead and quickly stammered to explain.

"I...I am not involved in this matter...This is the project team in charge of Alzu who is engaged in relevant research. I am only responsible for the daily operations of this research facility..."

"What a bunch of beasts." He couldn't help but cursed.

Ignoring Tomele's explanation, Fang Chang looked at Bei Dao's researchers and spoke.

"I have a general understanding of the situation. I will arrange for someone to take you home later."

Looking at the happy faces, he paused and continued.

"As for whether you were coerced, or whether you joined here voluntarily for some reason of your own, we will arrange specialized personnel to investigate. Please rest assured that we will not unjustly accuse a good person, and we will never let him go. You are a bad person, I hope you understand this.”

After hearing this, everyone quickly expressed their opinions.

"Please rest assured, we will definitely cooperate with the investigation!"

"Our family members can vouch for us!"

"As long as we can get out of this damn place quickly... no matter what!"

Fang Chang nodded, arranged for people to register their identities, and then ordered Tomele to take him and his party and continue walking deeper into the shelter.

This place will be taken over by the staff of the scientific expedition team, so players like them don't need to worry too much.

Before evacuating from here, he wanted to see what kind of hell the fifth underground floor was like...

…

The captain's room of the Iron Heart.

After several hours of waiting, Chu Guang, who was in command on the northern line, finally received the good news from the southern line.

In the light blue holographic image, Lao Dong reported to him with excitement.

"...Respected Mr. Administrator, our army has successfully controlled the Death Coast and cleared out the mutant nests along the coast and the strategic facilities controlled by the Torch Church!"

"At present, the enemy's defensive forces have been destroyed by our mechanized troops and air power, and the remaining enemies are retreating to the Kingdom of Heaven far away from the coastline."

"Not only that, we have also established defensive positions and temporary docks at the landing site on the Death Coast. Soon we will be able to transfer military supplies and personnel from the Port of Chips to the front-line bridgehead!"

"Very good!" Chu Guang nodded approvingly, looked at the old man standing in the holographic image and continued, "Keep the current rhythm and continue to expand our advantage on the southern front! Don't give our enemy any counterattack." opportunity!"

He punched his breastplate with his fist, and Lao Dong said in high spirits.

"yes!"

At this stage of the war, everyone saw the dawn of victory.

After the communication ended, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger to turn off the holographic screen and leaned back on the chair.

Chu Guang was in a good mood, and Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, said happily.

"Congratulations, master, there is finally progress on the southern front. If this momentum continues, it feels like this war will be over soon."

Hearing Xiao Qi's voice, Chu Guang smiled faintly, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"I have said it a long time ago, from the moment the Torch stood on the opposite side of the world, their ultimate failure was already doomed... at most it would be a matter of time."

Although it was a bit pretentious, there was not much suspense about the outcome of this war from the beginning. At most, the issue of how to deal with the aftermath gave him a headache for a while.

Not only him, but even the academy had no good solution. The researcher at Wandering Swamp even suggested that he use fire.

Even Heya felt that burning was the simplest and most direct method.

However, these seemingly unsolvable problems have found new solutions one after another as other small players are active in areas such as the Cross-Strait and southern waters.

Although Torch planted the invasion gene in the Qingquan City mother nest into Naguo, giving them the ability to devour other life forms, in the end they were still unable to resist the fusion of the original strains.

At present, the type B strain has been confirmed to have an inhibitory effect on the fruit-bearing strain. The fusion of the type B strain and the Shifengshan Mother Nest Xiaoyu has even obtained the "grafted" type B strain and its ability to inhibit pheromone, disintegrating the torch.㱕"Kingdom of Heaven" is only a matter of time.

Nowadays, the torch itself as the primary contradiction is no longer a concern, and how to establish a new post-war order is gradually becoming a more urgent issue to be discussed at community meetings.

Chu Guangneng noticed that not only the Weilant people who had benefited from the Gestalt Life Project a long time ago, but also colleges and even enterprises were full of interest in the biotechnology mastered by the Torch Church.

If the "spoils" are unevenly distributed, another war may start. If some technologies are allowed to spread, it may cause huge troubles.

Regarding this matter, he might have to talk to the senior management of the college.

In addition, it is not just about balancing the post-war order.

How to continue to maintain the unity of the community and continue to move forward with the survivors who have finally united together is a big challenge for the alliance.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about his next move, the Tribunal Punishment Team, which had retreated from Fortress Town, finally withdrew into the realm of Heaven.

The thick gray mist was the camouflage of the sky, and the mycelium that penetrated into the soil was enough to block the progress of the Alliance landing troops.

However, hunters know very well that this is not foolproof.

Since the Alliance can use artificially improved mutant slime mold to invade the Kingdom of Heaven's territory on the northern front, there is no reason why it can't do the same thing on the southern front.

At present, the alliance has established a temporary dock on the Hainan line, and soldiers wearing exoskeletons will continuously land in their rear.

There is not much time left for them.

Leaving his subordinates behind at the logistics base, the hunter went to the shelter where the Son was alone, and reported the capture of Alzu's body and the fall of Vault 182 to the Son.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the Holy Son sat in silence for a while and slowly spoke.

"I understand, you can go down first."

The hunter was slightly stunned.

He thought that the Holy Son would give him a new mission, but he didn't expect that it would just be such a simple word in the end.

He didn't get up and leave, he couldn't help but ask you.

"You...don't you need me to do anything?"

He still has twenty-two brothers under his command, so he can continue to fight!

It's not just him.

Or the other members of the Tribunal, as well as those loyal to the Knights of the Torch... they all still have the strength to fight! The church has just lost a beach, and they haven't given up yet!

However, he felt a hint of giving up in the voice of the Holy Son - as if they were helpless and no one could save their heaven!

He has dedicated his life to the ideal of the kingdom of heaven coming to the mortal world, and he cannot accept such an ending no matter what!

Looking at the hunter with flames burning in his eyes, the Holy Son knew what he was thinking, so he spoke in a gentle tone.

"My son, I know you can continue to fight. At this stage of this war, the outcome can no longer be reversed in one or two battles."

"There is a fatal flaw in the Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province, which allowed the remnants of the old era to find a way to crack it... This is indeed our mistake."

"It stands to reason that even if they reach out to Vietnam and find the original strain of Naguo, as long as we find a way to fix the defect in the Naguo gene before they can, the cards in their hands will be invalid. It's a pity. "Yes, we ended up being a step too late."

During the experiment in Jinhe City, Luo Gan was actually close to the edge of victory.

But just before the kingdom of heaven came to Jinhe City, the alliance suddenly took action to interrupt their plan.

To this day, he still feels incredible about that incident.

The most aggressive mother nest in the wasteland was right above their heads. Those people hadn't even solved the trouble above their heads, but they had freed up their hands to send reinforcements towards people they had never met before.

He had to admit that the manager of Vault 404 was indeed a visionary leader, at least more courageous than the manager he had seen before.

But then again, if Cy Willard was really that kind of person, Vault 117 might not necessarily fall apart.

Seeing the Holy Son whose thoughts seemed to be drifting away, the hunter couldn't help but speak.

"Could it be that... we just sit back and wait for death?"

After restraining his wandering thoughts, the Holy Son looked at him with interest and spoke.

"Why do you think we're sitting back and waiting for death."

The hunter lowered his head and said.

"The joint coalition forces are constantly compressing our living space... If this trend continues, we have no chance of winning."

This is not just his opinion, many of his soldiers also think so - they are going further and further down a road destined to fail.

Looking at his confidant with his head lowered, the Holy Son thought for a moment and then continued.

"If you say that this is the Kingdom of Heaven in Haiyia Province, its collapse is indeed difficult to recover. This does not mean that we have lost."

"If you say that this is our ideal, it would be too early to talk about victory and defeat now."

The Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province can only be regarded as a failed attempt. This does not prove that their ideal of ascending to a higher life form is wrong.

The hunter suddenly raised his head and looked at the Holy Son sitting in front of him with burning eyes. A glimmer of hope gradually appeared in his eyes.

"...You have other trump cards, right?"

He knew it!

They don't lose so easily!

Looking at that look, like a drowning man looking for a life-saving straw, the Holy Son couldn't help but pull up a smile that made him laugh.

Trump card...

Can that thing be called a trump card?

But that can be regarded as a helpless escape route for the time being...even though he never thought that one day he would use it before.

His eyes fell on the clock on the wall of the conference room. At that moment, he thought of many things - especially the old people in Vault 117.

The forerunners have already set off.

It's almost time for him to hit the road...