This Game is Too Real

"...Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes."

Humming an out-of-tune song, the fat rat shook the tin can in his hand, and tons of fuel were poured on the uninhabited roof.

Since unlocking the "hidden profession" and becoming a sharp blade under the mantle of the manager, the strongman seems to have regained his life, and he feels that he has regained the meaning of his existence.

Sure enough, rather than pretending to be aggressive on the frontal battlefield, it is more in line with his game style to do bad things in places that people can't see.

What if no one knows?

It is enough for the manager to know.

After thinking about this, it was hard for the strongman to think that the plague in Xizhou City was at least half of his own credit.

"Human stuff, Die! Die!"

With a giggling grin, he shook the fuel canister in his hand until the last drop of fuel was emptied.

After doing all this, he straightened up and glanced left and right. Seeing that no one found him, he quickly slipped away from the roof along the safe route detected by the younger brothers.

A group of mutant mice with tin cans tied on their backs followed excitedly.

Of course, the iron cans on their backs were not made by the strongman himself, but the old man Mosquito took advantage of the night to fly a plane into the jungle three kilometers away from Qingshi County, and he ran over to pick it up according to the markings on the VM. .

The tin cans were stringed together with a string, filled with biomass fuel with thickeners and accelerants, and dropped on parachutes.

Although many jars were scratched by branches or simply dropped to the ground and leaked, the vast majority survived.

In one and a half months, Qiangren Suoyun, relying on his familiarity with the terrain and his short and powerful body, successively transported more than 2,100 iron cans to the hiding point in Qingshi County, transporting a total of nearly 11.2 tons of mixed fuel!

In the early hours of last night, when everyone was offline, he received the task of dumping the fuel mixed with thickener on the roof of the weak link in the northern defense zone of the Marauder.

The mission to attack Qingshi County will start in the early morning, and he knows the news earlier than any player.

With the help of the younger brothers, most of the difficult task of the strongman has been completed.

Although his little rat brothers are a little stupid and can't do the job of dumping fuel, they can always understand the order of "follow the boss".

In fact, they didn't know what the strongman could think of, let alone the use of those stinky and viscous liquids, but the action in groups made them extremely excited.

Even humans who can stomp them to death with one foot will subconsciously panic when they see them appear.

This makes them feel like they have conquered the city.

And the fattest "one" that gathers them together is their king!

…

"What's the taste?"

North of Qingshi County.

The half-collapsed five-story roof was stuffed with logs and concrete, and the **** that could be seen everywhere on the wasteland stuffed the dilapidated building tightly, leaving only a water-cooled light machine gun mounted on the narrow shooting hole.

Standing at the entrance of the Machine Gun Fort, Hei Feng sniffed, frowned and muttered.

"Why is it so stinky!"

From the very beginning, he smelled a strange smell.

Apparently he wasn't the only one smelling it.

Feng Si, who was squatting next to the machine gun, also wrinkled his nose.

"Hey...I smell it too."

This is the post on the north side of Qingshi County.

Not far from them, was the only road from Qingshi County to downtown Xizhou—although that road was too tattered to be called a road.

Their staff officer Bernie probably had a grudge against trees in his last life, and he has been mobilizing them to cut down trees to build fortifications and strengthen the bunkers in the past few months.

Not only the southern side closest to Yuanxi Town has deployed a large number of firepower points, but also the northern side close to Xizhou City has also not less construction.

He even suggested to Lord Liontooth that a hundred slaves be assigned to repair the dilapidated road.

In the words of the staff officer, the earth is dead and people are alive, and the opponent will not necessarily launch an attack from the closest position, and may also detour to their side or even the back. Solid fortifications and smooth supply lines can help them gain more initiative in the battlefield.

However, to be honest, Heifeng doubts whether the other party really has the courage to take the initiative to send it to the door.

They have a whole thousand troops stationed here, and the equipment they take over from the regiment is not just a few rifles, but also dozens of 100mm artillery and trucks towed artillery.

Not only that, there are tens of thousands of people stationed in Xizhou City behind them. Once attacked here, massive reinforcements can arrive at the front in one day at the latest.

However, having said that, the looming stench always made Kuroka uneasy.

"I'll go out and see."

Leaving this sentence, he grabbed the Ripper rifle that was leaning against the door, and followed the pungent smell.

Go downstairs to the street.

A gust of wind happened to blow past.

Roughly judging that the smell came from the roof of the house next door, Kuro Feng alertly loaded his rifle and approached it cautiously.

Lower your steps to climb the stairs.

However, when he walked up the stairs to the top of the building and pushed open the half-closed door, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

I saw a fat mouse standing half a person tall, humming a song out of tune, shaking the iron can in his hand up and down, and getting the black fuel everywhere.

That scene was just so creepy.

The mouse not only spit out human words, but even sang songs.

The absurd scene made Hei Feng suspect that he had hallucinations in front of him for a while, and he was stunned on the spot, even forgetting the movements in his hands.

The fat mouse didn't spot him.

However, the "little mice" surrounding the fat mouse immediately noticed the uninvited guest, bared their fangs at him, and let out a low hissing growl.

The strong man noticed the movement behind him, turned around, and his round eyes just met the predator at the door.

There was a smile on his face that he thought to resolve the embarrassment, Mouse Qiang threw away the iron can without hesitation, and quickly pulled out the pistol inserted on the belt around his waist.

However, the predator was obviously not a vegetarian either, and quickly recovered from his surprise, even one step faster than the strongman, pulling the trigger.

boom-!

There were gunshots on the roof.

The strong man groaned, his chest was pierced by a rifle bullet, and he fell backwards beside the rusted water tank.

However, this shot did not make him lose his combat effectiveness. He aimed his pistol at the entrance of the top floor three times in a row, and pushed back the looters who were about to rush up.

The bullet whizzed past the top of his head, and Hei Feng felt the hair on his body stand on end, completely unable to understand what was going on.

A mutant mouse with a height of half a person is scary enough, not only uttering human words, but also pouring fuel on the ground with an oil tank? !

Even pulled out a pistol and fired at him? !

He didn't take any drugs last night either!

At this time, the teammates on the roof next to him probably heard the gunshots and shouted towards him.

"Brother, what's the situation with you!?"

Heofeng shouted in horror while firing at the fat mouse hiding behind the cover.

"Rat! Half-human rat! Damn it! He actually fired at me!"

"mouse?!"

His teammates were obviously also stunned, and there was no sound for a while.

Heifeng knew that he couldn't explain clearly, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to fire, hoping that the patrol would come to support as soon as they heard the gunshots.

Although the mouse does not have the DEBUFF of "callos and legs", it is still disadvantageous to use human weapons after all.

The strongman who was shot in the body felt that his life was passing fast, and a large amount of blood poured out of his stomach with every breath.

"Damn it! This physique attribute is totally useless, crap!"

"Forget it, anyway, Lao Tzu's resurrection CD only takes 24 hours..."

After firing the last bullet in the magazine, the strongman felt a sense of embarrassment, threw away the pistol that had become unstable, and took out the matchbox with trembling fingers.

A wisp of flame ignited at his fingertips.

The flame was very weak.

However, at the moment of seeing the light, whether it was the shivering little rat hiding around, or the predator squatting at the entrance of the corridor, their faces were full of horror like hitting a ghost.

"No!" Hei Feng exclaimed.

However, the fat mouse had already threw the match on the ground, with a sharp laugh coming out of its mouth.

"Hahaha! Human stuff—"

"Die!"

The flames rushed up and swallowed the fat mouse whole.

Standing in the flames, the strongman who was screaming and laughing was in trouble, like an evil spirit coming out of hell, and the raging fire burning beside him instantly turned the entire top floor into purgatory.

The raging fire spread rapidly along the fuel on the ground and the wet traces left by a group of mice, igniting all the iron cans on the mice's backs.

The burning mouse screamed and struggled like crazy, jumped up and down to flee, and brought the flames to the nearby buildings before being burned to death.

The continuous gunfire and billowing smoke quickly attracted the attention of the nearby patrol, and a team of ten quickly came over.

Hei Feng, who was carrying a rifle, fled from the smoke embarrassedly, and happened to bump into a ten commander, who grabbed his collar.

"What's the matter with the fire here!"

To meet the murderous gaze, Kuroka stammered.

"Old, rat, a half-human rat, he was pouring fuel upstairs, and when I found him, he lit a match..."

Hearing this endless narration, the ten commander was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious.

"Are you stupid?!"

Now is not the time.

The ten commander let go of the hand holding Heifeng's collar, and while letting his subordinates watch the suspected arsonist, he ordered others to put out the fire immediately.

There are no lakes and rivers in Qingshi County. Their water sources mainly rely on purified rainwater and several wells. If the fire is allowed to continue to spread, the entire southern part of Qingshi County may become a fire field!

However, at this moment, a harsh scream suddenly came from the sky.

Before the ten commander could react to what had happened, the bullets roared like a gust of wind and rain, and the concrete pavement under his feet was smashed into slag!

Cement debris smashed by bullets raged on the street corner, and a dilapidated concrete wall was directly blasted into a steel skeleton.

Hei Feng, who got down in time, was lucky enough to escape, but the guy next to him was not so lucky. The three 10mm cannons directly rubbed off half of the man's body!

Looking up at the "Sky Fire" that fell from the sky, the mice that survived the fire stopped one after another.

In their eyes, the flames that fell from the sky were the masterpiece of their boss. Those mighty humans were running away under the might of the horned rat.

Instead of feeling that they were betrayed by the boss, the horror in their eyes turned into worship.

Just so handsome!

…

The roar of the machine guns went away.

The black wind, whose eardrums were almost broken, crawled out of the rubble with difficulty.

However, everything that caught his eye caused him to freeze his breath for the rest of his life.

The ten commander who grabbed his collar earlier had been crushed into flesh by the bullet rain that fell from the sky. And several looters next to him were also killed on the spot by the machine gun fire.

Not far from Hei Feng, a predator with a rifle on his back was lying on the ground, his entire lower body was bloody, and there were only incomprehensible whimpering and wailing in his mouth.

Surrounded by stumps with broken arms.

And all this is just a breath of time.

Fear was reflected in Kuroka's pupils, the rifle in his hand shook constantly, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

The burning roof was constantly blown off by the wind and the sparks fell. The fire had spread to the street, and there was a loud roar in the distance.

It is not known whether the ammunition depot was set on fire by the fire, or the bomb dropped from the plane.

Heifeng raised his head and stared blankly at the sky.

The planes hovered in the air like mosquitoes, and the nose spewed flames from time to time, strafing around the fire.

In every round of diving, countless lives are harvested.

"…Devil."

The mouse that speaks human words, the cross that breathes fire and flies, and the scream like a ghost...

Everything is just like him

As the eyes murmured in horror, Hei Feng didn't even have time to think about who their enemy was, so he moved his lead-filled legs and ran towards the Machine Gun Fort.

On the roof not far away, the water-cooled machine gun was spewing flames, shooting frantically towards the sky, venting its useless firepower.

Not long after, a plane whizzed past the point of fire, and then an aerial bomb hit the building that was spitting flames.

The explosion of fire soared into the sky.

The hot shock wave collided with Heikaze's chest, blowing him out as he was about to rush to support his teammates.

When he wiped off the blood and debris on his face and struggled to get up from the ruins, only three and a half floors of the five-story high-rise building with a machine gun fort not far away remained.

And the machine gun fort built of concrete and logs was blown up to the point where not even the **** was left.

Witnessing everything in front of him, Hei Feng could no longer hold back the fear in his heart, and ran out like crazy. He didn't know where to go, he just wanted to stay away from this street.

And a similar scene.

With the arrival of the Goblin Corps fighter group, it is being staged all over Qingshi County...

…

"Free to fire!"

"Repeat, free to fire!"

Bullets swish behind him, the adrenaline-rushing mosquitoes shouted excitedly, and the side-swing joystick did a roller maneuver to evade.

He has found it.

Although the machine guns of these predators are powerful and fast enough, the accuracy of air-to-air shooting is extremely poor.

Since there is no tracer bullet to correct the trajectory, these predators with no experience in the air can only shoot towards the sky by feeling.

With just a few simple evasive maneuvers, he can throw off the firepower chasing his wing, then turn around and attack the firepower that bites his teammates.

The tranquility of the early morning was disturbed by the noise of gunfire, and the swirling bullets covered the whole sky, and the whole Qingshi County was like a lit powder keg.

All the fuel that the strongman had dumped on the roof before was ignited by tracer bullets mixed with magnesium-aluminum powder and phenolic resin.

The entire southern part of Qingshi County turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the looters who had no time to escape were burned to death on the bed, and the burning streets were like walls of fire dividing the battlefield.

The Marauders were quickly caught in a dilemma.

If they put out the fire, they must mobilize a lot of manpower, but once the crowd gathers, they will definitely be targeted by the planes hovering in the air.

But if they let the fire continue to spread, the supplies they have stored in the south will soon turn to ashes in the fire.

in the department store.

Lionfang stood up from the ground with the help of the table, and caught the messenger who came from outside to report the message in shock and anger.

"Where did the **** plane come from?!"

"I-I-I, don't know, those planes came from the south... There were fifty, oh no, fifty-two, and they didn't say hello and suddenly opened fire on us."

The plunderer who was stared at by the leader was full of horror, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

Just half a minute ago, two bombs hit the building, and the deafening roar almost made everyone here lose their hearing.

Fortunately, the building built before the war was strong enough that only a little cement was scraped off by the two bombs, which did not cause obvious damage to the structure of the building.

But even so, it was scary enough.

"Fifty-two planes?! Are you sure?"

After listening to the messenger's report on the battle, Bernie's face was full of surprise.

The predator swallowed and nodded quickly.

"I'm sure! I counted carefully!"

Bernie's heart sank.

A month and a half ago, after listening to the information brought by the apostles of the Torch Church, he thought that those blue jackets could hold two or three planes.

Unexpectedly, dozens of them came at a time...

Although it is an old-fashioned propeller aircraft, the firepower that falls from the sky is undoubtedly deadly for the Bone Tribe who lacks anti-aircraft firepower.

With his toes, he could think that the opponent's ground troops were probably already on their way. There are no copper mines in Yuanxi suppression, and the railway leading to Yuanxi Town is rushing to ask them to repair it!

If it was before, Bernie would definitely suggest that Lion Fang retreat, give up the position to save his strength, wait for the large troops to concentrate their forces and defeat them with a sea of ​​​​offensives.

However, the other party has a plane...

Whichever direction they retreat from, they are courting death.

Lion Fang looked anxiously at his staff.

"what should we do?!"

Bernie gritted his teeth.

"Don't panic! They just got a little air superiority, but the ground still belongs to us. Without the assistance of ground troops, it is difficult for their aircraft to cause effective damage to us."

"The blue-jacketed troops are obviously on their way here, but they chose to use aircraft to attack first, 80% of which are limited in number, so they plan to use aircraft to create chaos and create fighter planes for the ground troops. At this time, we must not mess up by ourselves! "

Lion Fang was a battle-hardened commander. Although he panicked for a while, he quickly calmed down.

Looking at Lion Fang who gradually calmed down, Bernie gave his advice in a deep voice.

"Let your subordinates find a bunker nearby to avoid it, and remember not to leave the bunker to exchange fire with the aircraft! All ground machine gun positions, regardless of caliber, turn the muzzle to shoot at the air!"

While this is not a good idea, there is no better way.

If you let those planes dump their ammunition and fly away, wait for them to fill up their ammunition and then rush forward together with the ground troops, that would be really terrible!

The other side is just a propeller plane.

Bullets with calibers above 7mm are enough to kill them effectively!

"In addition, you need to immediately divide a centurion, do your best to control the fire in the south, and keep our ammunition depots and firepower points scattered in other areas! At the same time, inform the centurion on the northern line of defense to prepare for the enemy!"

"Xizhou City is less than 20 kilometers away from here, our main force must have noticed it."

"As long as we hold on until the reinforcements arrive, victory belongs to us!"

…

"Brothers! Spread out!"

The bullets shot from the ground suddenly became denser.

Almost all machine gun positions raised their muzzles to aim at the sky, which brought a lot of trouble to the dive-bombing gliders.

Mosquito made a decisive decision and ordered the flight formation to disperse, taking the strategic points marked on the VM map as the priority to strike the target, and taking the elimination of the enemy's living forces as the secondary goal, fighting each other.

The strategy of dispersing the harassment did work. The firepower network that rushed from the ground to the sky was dispersed along with the dispersion of the flight formation.

However, even so, there were still two unlucky ones who were unfortunately swept away by machine guns during the dive.

A W-2 broke off its wing in mid-air and rammed straight into the machine gun bunker on the roof. The cockpit of the other "moth" was sieved, and although the plane was still flying, the VM was blown out by bullets.

Looking at the two smoking planes, while the mosquitoes hurt, I couldn't help but mourned for my ace pilots.

"Brothers!"

"This uncle will avenge you!"

The combat attrition of the flight formation continued, and from time to time planes fell from the sky, but none of the planes escaped or parachuted.

Everyone was red-eyed.

Whether it is a pilot in the sky or an infantry on the ground.

The looters hiding in the rubble were not even satisfied with wasting bullets from their machine guns. Many even raised their rifles to shoot at the sky, regardless of whether they could hit or not.

After all, the wing was hit a few times, and a 7mm machine gun bullet even penetrated the cockpit, rubbing the mosquito's left leg and flying out.

Glancing at the VM strapped to his leg out of the corner of his eye, Mosquito calmly clenched the joystick and lowered the flight height, throwing off the bullets that were shot.

As the altitude dropped, the firepower behind him plummeted.

Ignoring the light machine gun chasing after his butt, Mosquito accelerated to the ammunition depot marked on the map without hesitation.

The moment the sights overlapped, he skillfully pressed the button to drop the bomb.

The 100kg bomb was separated from the belly and poured straight into the half-collapsed concrete wall.

With the sound of the explosion, after a short delay, the lasing sparks shot up dozens of meters into the air.

Almost at the moment when the mosquito pulled the nose of the machine, the crackling sound of ammunition detonated resounded through the entire street, and it was as lively as the Chinese New Year.

The looters, who were holding their heads, were instantly swallowed by the thick smoke and flying shrapnel, and the ground was covered with corpses for a while, causing countless casualties.

"Hahaha! Happy New Year!"

The tensed face finally stretched a little excitement, and the mosquito who dropped the last bomb, continued to lock the artillery position on the south side of the map.

Two 100mm guns were hidden under the wood cover.

The looters seemed to know they had planes, and many strategic locations were camouflaged with junk or concealment.

However, what they didn't know was that the eyes of the new alliance were not only active in the sky, but also a pair of bright eyes hidden in the ruins on the ground.

In the past month and a half, a certain mouse has already felt their position clearly.

Where is the ammunition depot, where is the sleeping place, where is the firepower, and even the command post hidden in the department store, he has marked it on the map by category.

Although there was no one on the artillery position, Mosquito lowered its height, filled up a shuttle of 10mm cannons, and took a hot bath for the artillery position hidden under the wood, in case the ground troops attacked later. , someone went up to shoot.

The mosquito that had finished shooting was about to pull up the nose of the aircraft, but at this moment, a thick and long tongue of flame suddenly spewed out from the dark window not far away.

Da da da-!

Sawdust splashed from the left wing, and it broke in two from the middle. The W-2 ground attack aircraft flying close to the roof lost its balance instantly.

"Grass!"

Mosquito just had time to blurt out a word of national scolding, the belly of the machine had a close contact with the roof below, and rolled sideways and crashed into the half-collapsed two-story building opposite.

This time, the mosquito hit the brain buzzing, dropped the line on the spot, and reconnected repeatedly for ten minutes before re-entering the game.

When he opened his blurry eyes, he found that his plane was stuck on the outer wall of the building.

A twisted steel bar ran through the nose, splitting the propeller and motor in two from the middle, just stopping at the position of the joystick.

Fortunately it stopped.

If he went one inch further, he wouldn't have to spend that effort to reconnect, and he would go back to the forum and wait for the battle report.

Played off this time.

"Mom... this is too exciting." Mosquito sucked in a breath of cold air, but was choked by the thick smoke around and almost squeezed out tears.

Fires were burning around.

Judging from the map, his current location should be the southernmost side of Qingshi County, just behind the Chewbone Tribe's position!

And the VM, which is hard for strongmen, is on the roof not far from him...

He wiped off the sand and blood on his face, knowing how many hated mosquitoes he had pulled, he didn't dare to waste a second. He hurriedly pulled out a Pu-9 submachine gun from under the seat and threw it into the building in front. Then he reached out and grabbed the exposed steel bars on the wall, and drilled out of the broken engine room.

Almost at the same time as he got out of the engine room, the bullets swooped in from the side of the street, so frightened that he didn't dare to look back, and immediately rushed towards the collapsed stairs.

Disappointingly, he escaped from the building, and Mosquito quickly turned into a small alley. However, just as he was about to run away, he realized that it was a dead end before he took two steps.

His face suddenly turned green, Mosquito was about to turn back, but found that the predators had already chased the entrance of the alley.

I am afraid that there is a centurion killed here.

Found him as a lone pilot, and almost all the looters in the vicinity surrounded him.

These people didn't seem to intend to simply kill him, but threw cigarettes into the alley and pushed him against the cover.

Mosquito quickly emptied one of the clips, and after stroking around his body, he couldn't find the second one, and he was suddenly desperate.

"Damn it! You are really fighting fires! There are so many people who don't fight fires. It's useless to chase me for a plane!"

But the looters couldn't understand what he was saying.

And Mosquito estimated that even if they understood, they would not listen to him 100%.

Looking at the grinning faces behind the thick smoke with distorted expressions, Mosquito couldn't help thinking of the books he had read, and shivered involuntarily.

"Forget it, I'm still strict... See you on the forum in a while."

Taking a dagger out of his pocket, Mosquito was ready to make a last-ditch resistance.

However, at this moment, a loud explosion suddenly came from a distance from UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, and the earth-shattering roar was clearly audible even if it was more than ten miles away.

The looters who were blocking the entrance of the alley were obviously startled by the sound, and even the forward footsteps paused.

Mosquito was stunned for a moment, glanced at the time on the VM, and there was a hint of ecstasy on his face.

Can't go wrong!

That's the sound of rockets!

The offensive of the ground troops has begun!

Without any hesitation, the mosquito stretched out his hand to hold the headset, used all his strength, and roared excitedly.

"Goblin Corps Artillery Team!"

"Shoot at Lao Tzu's coordinates!"

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