This Game is Too Real

"Damn! What makes me come back alive? Is it weird for me to come back alive?"

Is this something someone said?

Taking off the gas mask on his face, the big debt eyes came out from behind the edge brother, and he patted Ye Shi on the shoulder with a smile.

"Hey, it's not easy, it's not easy. Several times I thought I was definitely gone, but I miraculously survived."

The construction site boy and brick standing aside nodded deeply.

"It's really not easy."

Everyone else is playing the game, only their team is dying.

When I went there was a ten-man team, when I came back only half was left.

On the other hand, the Mole squad next to it was also ten when they went there, but only two were missing when they came back. This battle damage rate is one underground and one in the sky. It's hard not to make people complain.

However, everyone is not too serious about it.

Game.

Death is the norm.

Not a **** player, there is no need to pursue a life to the end.

Moreover, the death penalty is not as severe as it was at the beginning. It is a bit uncomfortable for the forum to go to jail for three days, but this rule has been the rule since the test server has been in operation for so long, and everyone has long been used to it.

The real loss is actually the experience of a battle, and the rewards and contribution points for certain tasks are a lot.

The fallen equipment teammates will also consciously help with recovery, thanks to the ammunition and grenade.

"By the way, why did you wear this suit?" The battle atmosphere group looked at the gray coat on the edge of the man with envy.

The fringe man didn't speak, but looked to the side with big eyes.

The latter said with a smile.

"I suggested it. The previous set of equipment was too ugly, and it was not recognizable at all. It was more like a predator than a predator. It was always misunderstood by friendly forces. So I thought about it and made a whole set with Mole and the others. The same skin. The edge said no at the beginning, but the back smells really good."

He swiped his mouth on the edge and said: "Fuck off! I'm not forced by you."

The construction site boy and Zhuan cut in with a smile.

"Don't tell me, that group of predators were all psychologically overshadowed by us. Seeing our clothes, we were instantly shocked. Later, we recommended it to those newcomers who had come in for reinforcements. Now all the good brothers in Honghe Town wear this equipment. Up!"

Even in the most turbulent period of the wave, Vault 404's "support" to neighbors has not stopped.

According to the data mentioned by Brother Mole in the battle report, the number of "garrisons" in Honghe Town where the shelter is currently located has increased to 50.

Except for the 10 long-stayed NPC guards, they are all players, and they have been regularly supplementing soldiers to maintain this number.

Obviously, this sturdy "Death Corps" has completely gained a reputation in the area of ​​Honghe Town.

The engineering shovel and the bright bayonet under the muzzle have not only become the eternal nightmare in the hearts of predators, but also become the **** of war in the eyes of mercenaries and slave owners!

Especially the "gray coat" is more deterrent than the hidden blue coat worn by the ten captains of the legion!

The local slave owners and chambers of commerce wished that they would stay in Honghe Town, and even offered the refuge a 50-acre area.

Although there is nothing to grow on the land over there, having a resident site means taking root.

The manager deployed 40 training cabins there, seemingly intending to transform it into a military base stationed abroad.

At present, as long as the professional soldier who has reached LV8 level and the firearm proficiency level has reached level 3, they can apply to experience new maps and new missions.

However, the number of people is limited, and you have to queue up after you sign up.

Looking at the envied warrior, the canyon is on the run Mole said with joy.

"Well, Lao Tzu's design taste is not bad, right?"

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Damn it! Let this guy pretend to be!"

In other words, he also suggested that everyone should have a unified "team uniform" before, but that old Gou coin from Spring Water was too picky.

Lao Hei liked his posts, and Lao Gou said something like "The skin that can't be attacked is all crumbs", "Anyway, you can't see anything after wearing an armored exoskeleton."

That's not the end, and even complained about him in second grade.

What does Grandma Te’s have to do with S2?

Obviously it's stubborn!

Unlike the warrior, Ye Shi didn't care about the clothes of the people, but curiously looked at the trucks behind them.

No need to ask.

The trophies on it must have been dragged back from Honghe Town.

According to a conservative estimate of three times the overload capacity, there are 50 or 60 tons of various ore piled on the trucks.

In addition, there were nearly a hundred slaves who came back with them, and the nearby NPC merchants saw their eyes with envy.

One slave can trade five assault rifles.

This is really a fortune!

Ye Shi said with envy.

"The battle in Honghe Town is over?"

The canyon was at large. Mole shook his head.

"It's over? It's still early!"

"The combat power of the slave owners over there is too weak, the number of mercenaries recruited is large, and the individual combat power is not weak, but they are all mobs in the fight, and they have no cooperation at all."

"Relying on imported shells and weapons, the coalition forces in Honghe Town fought very smoothly at first. They won several local battles in succession, but their logistics was too lax, the ammunition was often mismatched, and the firepower was always Intermittently, coupled with the low level of organization, the occupied hills cannot be guarded at all. Often the positions we fought during the day were thrown back at night."

"In addition, there are many people from the Bone Chewing Tribe, and there is a steady stream of reinforcements transferred from the middle of the province. Many predators have heard the rumors that they are planning to establish a predator nation and voluntarily rushed to them from the neighboring province in the east. Anyway, the two sides are using Lutou Mountain as the boundary, repeatedly competing for so many hills, and consuming them on a ten-kilometer-deep position."

Support weapons such as mortars and anti-tank rifles are not patents of Refuge 404. Some large and medium-sized survivor settlements with industrial production capabilities are also capable of production, but there are differences in cost and performance.

Honghe Town does not only import ammunition from Refuge No. 404. Not to mention the various weapons brought by the mercenaries. For themselves, medium-sized mortars have three calibers: 80mm, 85mm, and 88mm. There are also two 105mm cast iron mortars.

The logistics are not unified, the command is not coordinated, and it's hard for the rich people to be able to fight the predators for so long.

Ye Shi asked strangely.

"Then why are you back?"

The escaped canyon Mole rolled his eyes.

"Come back to participate in the event, watching your discussion wave on the forum all day, I feel that we are not playing a game!"

When the new map was first opened, he was very excited when he was lucky enough to get the "experience qualification". After all, being the first person to eat crabs did not have this kind of opportunity.

Although Honghe Town is a bit farther than Boulder City, as long as it can bring players first-hand information, there is no big problem!

However, now, a month has passed, the new map is not so new anymore, and the players are even more tired of reading his battle reports, and even the cloud players have rushed to discuss the wave.

The tens of thousands of words of Raiders likes are only three digits, and he instantly feels like a "version abandoned son".

It is said that this "decisive battle plan" is the last event before the end of the A round of testing. This time he said nothing should be missed!

Irena also cut in.

"We've been there long enough on the new map, and it's time for someone to go in and brush it up."

The fairy king said with a smiley face.

"Lao Na has a deep resentment for the alien species there, and none of the arthropods are not poisonous."

Irena protested immediately.

"Fuck off! Am I that kind of person?"

Brother Mole didn't care about these two people, but looked at Ye Shi and asked, "It's you, why didn't you be with them today?"

Ye Shi said with a smile.

"Isn't there a big job tomorrow morning? We split up in the afternoon. Lao Bai and the others went to goblin technology to purchase, saying they have new equipment. I planned to go, but I heard that the trading post is out here. The orange outfit, I ran over to pick it up... Unfortunately, it's so embarrassing if I didn't pick it up!"

The orange outfit naturally refers to the "Miner Type I" exoskeleton.

This thing is an imported product from Ideal City. The battery uses "metal hydrogen" which is one rank higher than "solid hydrogen".

The official store of the refuge has not been restocked since the last time it was emptied. Only the caravan from the east will occasionally bring it. It is hard to see in Boulder City next door.

Yesterday the trade station spawned a team of wild traders who just brought one set. They were bumped into by a small power player. They bought it decisively without saying anything. They ran the forum that evening and forced them to install, which resulted in a large wave of players running early this morning. Come here to wander around.

Although the exoskeleton sold by "Wild NPC" is a bit expensive, there are no contribution points and level restrictions, and no restrictions on secondary transactions. It is still very fragrant.

In a word, what you buy is what you earn!

However, it is not the exoskeleton that interests Mole the most, but the first half of Ye Shi's sentence.

"New equipment for mosquitoes?"

"Yes, Brother Mosquito bragged in the group yesterday," Ye Shi said with a smile, "There is a saying, the mosquito is more and more tortured. It used to be a recoilless gun, and now even RPG is being processed by him. Out!"

The moment he heard these words, not only the Mole and the people on the edge, but even the battle atmosphere team standing next to him looked at him in amazement.

"RPG?"

"???"

"Fuck?!"

This is really getting more and more punishment!

…

In fact, it is not just Lao Bai and his party who are purchasing from Goblin Technology at the moment, but also the hottest spring water in the eyes of the battlefielders.

Before the 65th Street blockade, Spring deeply reflected on the reasons for the failure.

Regardless of the plot kill factor, when the fourth wave of the wave of offensive arrived, the creepers went around their flanks on one side, but they were more defeated by the lack of anti-armor capabilities.

Before the sniper battle started, although he had considered planning that some units with "excessive armor" might be designed as wave SS, so players who carry "riding lances" and "heavy lances" should not have high explosives, but also Two magazines pierce armor.

However, he never thought that planning would be such a dog.

The 37mm armor-piercing projectile can't penetrate the armor of the "Rotten Knight"!

If it weren't for the "corrupted knight", high-armor tank unit, it would be better for Class B and Class C to hold on for a while.

Since the power armor can be turned into "owner" by slime mold, he has reason to believe that something more outrageous will be encountered in the future.

What he didn't expect was that he had only come to buy a recoilless gun, but he didn't even want to fight mosquitoes and even made the RPG-7 street fighting artifact!

Shooting range outside the industrial zone.

Looking at the 400mm steel plate pierced by the armor-piercing projectile in front of him, the spring commander's eyes were wide-eyed, and it took a while to squeeze a headless word from his throat.

"...You really sell furniture in reality?"

The mosquito standing nearby heard it and said with a smile.

"Ancestral craftsmanship, pure hand-made, yeah, the boss is going to make a set? The forum private message me."

Spring Water Commander: "...Forget it."

I always feel that exposing the address to this guy is quite dangerous.

Don't place the order at that time and send a pair of silver handcuffs.

That's a big deal.

Lao Bai, who was standing aside, put down the launch tube with white smoke, his face also had an expression of surprise and admiration.

"This might be something!"

But this propellant... smells like Shuangshi-2?

It is still a bit different from RPG-7's diethylene glycol.

The piezoelectric fuze is probably a modern modification, and its muzzle velocity is much faster than that of the previous earthen recoilless gun. The power of the matching armor-piercing projectile is inherited by translation. A needle-shaped trigger is buried in the front end of the tapered projectile. As long as it is hit, the vertical penetration depth can be up to 400mm!

This power is already considerable!

But thinking of this, Lao Bai suddenly reacted.

Where does this imitate RPG? !

Obviously imitated my own type 69 40 rocket launcher, okay!

Without noticing the weird look in Lao Bai's eyes, WC continued to say with a mosquito brow.

"In addition to the 85mm armor-piercing bomb, we also provide 85mm high-explosive grenade with a range of damage! The price is only 200 silver coins, buy five and send a launch tube! Very easy to use!"

The price of 200 silver coins is much more expensive than Iron Fist.

But for Lao Bai and the others, it was not unaffordable.

Before the start of each battle, the refuge will allocate a budget to each team to purchase ammunition based on the combat power value of each team.

There is no need to pay for ammunition within the budget. For some longer battles, supplies will be delivered along with reinforcements from the rear. This is also free of cost.

The use of the ammunition budget only affects the campaign score, which is also an old tradition that has existed several versions before.

"...You guy is getting more and more tortured."

Hearing Lao Bai's meaningful compliment, WC really had a mosquito smile.

"Just kidding, when has the weapon I designed disappointed?"

"Just ask one word, accept it!"

Upon hearing this sentence, everyone's eyes were a little subtle for an instant.

To say that his equipment is useless, it must be speaking out of conscience.

But it's very useful, but sometimes you can't pull your hips again.

Lao Bai looked away subtly.

"Serve half."

The wind nodded.

"+1, half server."

Fang Chang: "I have to consider the remaining half, mainly because I am afraid you will be proud."

Spring Water Commander: "Can't agree more."

WC really cursed mosquitoes: "Gan! Ask you a word, so much shit!"

Lao Bai smiled and patted the mosquito on the shoulder.

"Good brother, it's mainly because your equipment has not been tested in actual combat, and I can't say too much! Why don't you give me a 50% discount? I will buy 10 armor-piercing and 10 grenades from you at a time. Help you become famous!"

WC really rolled his eyes with a mosquito.

"50% off?! Why don't you let me give it to you for nothing!"

Fang's eyes lit up.

"Is there any good thing?"

WC really has mosquitoes: "Fuck off! Up to 10% off, can't be cheaper anymore! I will lose money if it is cheaper!"

Upon hearing this sentence, at least four pairs of eyes rolled in reply.

"I believe you a ghost!"

Even if Fang Chang was killed, he didn't believe it. This guy only made 20 silver coins when he fired a rocket launcher worth 200 silver coins.

A conservative estimate also has a profit of 50%!

Since the Alpha1.0 version, silver coins have indeed been inflated a lot, but because of the opening up of the business road in Honghe Town, the prices of various metal and non-metal raw materials have not risen much. With the improvement of supporting facilities in the industrial zone and the increase in production capacity, industrial products On the contrary, it did not rise much.

Finally, after some bargaining, the two sides finally reached a consensus and sold at the price of 180 silver coins for each armor-piercing projectile and 130 silver coins for each high-explosive grenade.

The cattle and horse team purchased a total of 25 bazooka ammunition, and the spring team also purchased 15 of them to round up the mosquito inventory, and the firepower output was directly full!

After the group negotiated the price, they returned to the factory of Goblin Technology, and the newly produced ammunition was stored in the warehouse of the factory.

When I walked into the factory, the spring water watching from left to right suddenly noticed a pile of pieces of wood piled near the door, and asked curiously.

"What is that stuff?"

Seeing someone noticed his masterpiece, the mosquito said with a smile.

"W-1'flying mosquito' glider! Using a wooden body and a groundbreaking electric structure, the most primitive wood and the most advanced solid hydrogen technology are perfectly integrated. The proud work of my apprentices and I, the price is only 3,000 silver coins. How is it? Isn’t it cheap? Don’t you consider getting one?"

Not far away, [Persuasion], who was carrying a screwdriver and fiddled with the motor, happened to hear this sentence and couldn't help but spit out.

"Are you so embarrassed? The fuselage is designed by me, the engine is designed for life, the blades are hand rubbed by the soul chaser, and the bomber is made by the killer. What did you do?"

If it's not for more money.

He had done it alone long ago!

The mosquito was unmoved, and smiled cheeky.

"I have taken your strengths to make up for your shortcomings. This is called resource integration."

Persuade: "@#￥%!"

Fang Chang approached curiously and glanced at the pile of wood.

A closer look reveals that there are really two wings and a flat structure that is probably the belly.

However, using wood for the structure and making the parts so scattered...does it really not fall apart when flying to the sky?

"...W-1 is okay, why isn't it called WC-1?"

The mosquito said with a shy smile.

"In fact, I did plan to use this name at the beginning, but my apprentices don't have artistic skills. They said they wanted to **** when they sat on it, so I removed C."

Lao Bai: "Puff..."

Gale: "I can't look directly at this plane anymore."

The spring commander's expression was slightly subtle.

"I'm the only one wondering if this thing can fly?"

Wooden body with solid hydrogen battery.

He had never seen such a weird combination.

The wind touched the bridge of his nose.

"In a rational analysis, the energy density of hydrogen is close to three times that of gasoline. Although hydrogen tanks are definitely not good, solid hydrogen... theoretically it should be possible, but this is under ideal conditions."

"Game! Use your imagination, don't be so rigid!"

Patting the shoulder of the wind, the mosquito has a confident smile on his face, "Brother, trust me! I promise I can definitely fly! If you can't fly, you won't charge money!"

The wind gave him a sideways look.

"Don't persuade me, I won't drive."

Lao Bai stared at the motor for a while, frowning.

"But what about the runway? Even if you can fly... there must be a runway for takeoff, right?"

The mosquito said with a smile.

"This epoch-making aircraft is naturally not a runway in the traditional sense."

The spring had vaguely guessed something, and swallowed.

"Should it be..."

"High-rises! There are kilometer-high buildings everywhere!"

The mosquito strode to the side of the pile of wooden parts and turned out a joystick that had not yet been fitted with aluminum.

The enthusiasm flashing in his eyes caused everyone around him to take a step back unconsciously.

Without even noticing the expressions on everyone's faces, the mosquitoes' voices became more and more excited.

"According to my calculations, it takes less than one kilometer, and a height of 800 meters is enough!"

"Turn off the engine and dive down. Pull up the joystick and switch when you are two hundred meters away from the ground. You will turn into a flash of lightning!"

Fang Chang's Adam's apple moved.

"...What if you don't pull it up?"

The mosquito was still repeating that sentence.

"You will turn into a flash of lightning!"

Lao Bai: "?"

Gale: "???"

Fang Chang: "???"

Spring Water Commander: "...?????"

Ask if you don't understand.

Is this a piece of equipment that a normal person would choose? !

…

At dusk.

Silence shrouded the sky over Qingquan City, and the "corpse chasers" in chemical protective clothing carried stretchers piled with corpses and evacuated from the battlefield one after another.

And on the front line not far from them, a group of eager figures carrying a rifle were arriving from the rear one after another.

Among them are the battle-tested "Death Corps" wearing grey coats, the "Mountain Corps" wearing green coats transferred from Yuanxi Town, and the miscellaneous teams with bright personal colors and various equipment... but no one dares. Doubt their combat effectiveness.

No matter which set of equipment they use, they are undoubtedly the elite of the elite.

In the days of fighting and constant resurrection, they have summed up a set of fighting methods that are most suitable for them, and passed on these valuable experiences or strategies to the newcomers they have guided.

Each of them is a banner!

"Are you moving out all your family?" Vanus, standing by the window of the building, looked down at the battlefield below in surprise.

The murderous air of guns and flags, even if the young army of the legion stood in front of them, I am afraid it is nothing more than that!

Standing by the side, Chu Guang standing in power armor only said calmly.

"Where is this?"

It is their home court during the day.

According to the plan he personally made.

Players will rotate on the defensive line and hold until dawn, and launch a full counterattack against the tide when the last round of offensive declines before dawn!

Don't give those bugs any chance to breathe!

Since yesterday, the industrial zone temporarily suspended all export orders and concentrated all production capacity on the front line.

Boxes and bundles of ammunition were sent to the front-line ammunition depot. In addition, two sets of 100KW firewood generator sets and 200 newly produced dormant pods were deployed downstairs of the temporary command post for the players to save and save. Offline rest.

The equipment is tight.

The rest time allocated to each player clone is only 4 hours, but this time is enough to relieve fatigue.

Players who signed up for the event have already asked for leave in advance.

It doesn't matter if you can't participate, "Wasteland OL" is a casual, non-heavy and non-Krypton M-touch RPG. Players are never forced to participate in server activities.

At most, it will only provide rewards that are difficult to refuse in the event.

Looking at the sunset gradually disappearing on the street, Chu Guang only felt the blood in his heart burning.

This will be a battle with the largest number of participants, the largest scale, and the types and quantities of equipment invested since the launch of "Wasteland OL"!

Two hummingbird drones have been deployed by him on the edge of the battlefield, and the camera has been locked on the battlefield filled with spore clouds.

"come on."

Chu Guang gently squeezed his fist, exhaling the muddy breath in his chest.

"Let me see what you guys are capable of!"

…

The shadows of the tall buildings gradually sank into the battered alleys.

The gray-green thick fog faintly reveals **** red, and the squeaky teeth that make legs and feet soft.

However, no one has weak legs.

Having experienced the baptism of days of war, most of the four hundred newbies who have just entered the game in the Alpha 1.1 version have become qualified fighters.

For them.

Victory is the only creed.

Death is insignificant!

With a hint of excitement amid the chattering noise, the players on the front line expertly opened their rifles and leaned against the bunker made of concrete and gravel.

"All the team members are in place! There are still five minutes left!"

"...Repeat it again, the newcomers in the team pay attention, let the machine gunner fire first, the rifle is stabilized for me, and wait until the wave is close to fifty meters!"

"Remember! You are no longer rookies, don't use the little guy in your hand to pick the tyrant's teeth! Trust your teammates and their lances! Use the ammunition where it should be used!"

"Come and prepare to fight!"

There was a sorrowful roar in the thick fog.

The running eater gushes out of the darkness like a tide, and rushes to the players' positions across a messy battlefield.

At the same time, three flares rose into the sky, dispelling the haze on the street.

The machine gun deployed in the building was the first to roar, and the bullet swished through the gray-green dense fog, forming a dense rain of steel fire.

Immediately afterwards, the water-cooled Maxim, who was deployed on the forefront, also spewed out the tongue of flames, firing frantically at the heterogeneous clusters that rushed like a tsunami.

The players fired skillfully, and the teams cooperated tacitly to clear the alien species in their respective defense areas.

The charge in the first round was nothing but cannon fodder.

They are already familiar with the routines of the aliens.

First consume their bullets with gnawing clusters, and then send high-hp units and high-mobility units to try to break through the line of defense.

Above the temporary command post, the roof of the building.

Mosquito was leading his four apprentices, braving the violent wind on the roof, and assembled the W-1 "flying mosquito" glider.

Because it was an experimental type, after an hour of debate, he finally convinced his four apprentices to add an X after W.

There are two 100 kg aerial bombs installed on the plane, the power is comparable to the 250-pound aerial bombs, and the weight is actually not much different.

In addition, there are two 7mm small-caliber machine guns installed in the cabin.

Although the proposal was initially persuaded to go directly to the 20mm cannon, the mosquitoes rejected this proposal after much deliberation.

The 20mm cannon and ammunition are too heavy!

It's better to bring two more aerial bombs with that load!

What's more, this thing is a product of "friends".

This is the moment when Goblin Technology is showing its strengths, how can it make friends and merchants show off?

"Hurry up!" The mosquito holding the binoculars looked down on the invisible battlefield and urged his apprentices loudly.

Persuasion couldn't help but raised his head and complained.

"Damn! Are you here to help!"

The mosquito glared at him.

"I'm a pilot! I said I was in charge of flying, what do you want me to do for you? How about we change?!"

Persuading the frame to tremble, and no longer swears.

It's not a fear of heights.

The main reason is that I don't know what to do.

Although he participated in the design of this thing himself, the difference between the fixed wing and the quadrotor is really too big, and he has no idea whether this thing can fly.

What if?

What if the propeller breaks or the wing falls apart?

That's not a sacrifice to the heavens on the spot!

The mosquito didn't care about being embarrassed, he was still a little bit reserved.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?" The mosquito standing on the edge of the building suddenly said.

"Huh? What's wrong?" He raised his head deadly with his eyes squinted against the blowing wind.

Holding the telescope firmly, the mosquito frowned and murmured.

"This gunshot has lasted for too long!"

Is the first wave of offensive not over yet?

It stands to reason that it should be over!

He always has a bad feeling. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The nature of planning with a dog will definitely not follow the routine.

He can be regarded as a **** veteran player who has been mixed into the server in the early version, and has long understood A Guang's capricious "narrative style".

Just when he faintly felt that something was wrong, a conspicuous scarlet suddenly lit up in the gray-green thick fog.

The mortar positions that had been waiting for the next round of offensive suddenly fired, and dozens of rounds of shells whizzed up into the sky, bursting into flames around the scarlet light.

The gunshots below the building became more intense, and a painful roar came faintly from the thick fog...

Looking at the spore cloud scattered by the shock wave of the explosion, watching the monster gradually appearing in the thick fog, and the mosquito holding the telescope firmly, couldn't help but blurt out a beautiful hometown sentence.

"Fuck!?"

"What the **** is that?!"