This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 69 Is the dog planning a complete job?

  12 pieces of deer skins are the entire inventory of the refuge, of which 3 pieces were obtained by Chuguang dug the corner of the old leech and obtained it from Yu's house.

  I can't fault the quality of the deerskin. Both the coat color and the completeness are considered excellent. After thinking about it, Liszt finally nodded reluctantly.

"make a deal."

  The two parties exchanged supplies.

Before leaving, Liszt and Chu Guang shook hands, and squeezed a pleasant smile from their faces.

  "Goodbye my friend, if I still see it, it should be spring next time."

  Chu Guang also smiled faintly.

   "We are always there, take care."

"You too."

  Suddenly remembered something, Liszt continued.

"By the way, I heard that there is a tribe of predators going north from the city on the elevated highway. It seems to be called the Bloodhand clan. There are people in the 60s and 70s. It is not a good idea to make a home here, even if they are looting more north. You will be discovered by them sooner or later... Anyway, it’s better to be careful. There will be some time later!"

  Leaving this sentence, Liszt left with his caravan.

  Chu Guang watched the caravan disappear into the woods, and turned back to the fence of the outpost.

  Of course he knows that this place is not a good place to stay.

  If there is a choice, Chu Guang will definitely find a place to settle down, preferably the kind that is suitable for farming and mining, and there is no danger around it.

  Unfortunately, this is not to play "Civilization", 3 extravagance 2 mines can not be seen within three squares, you can directly reopen the upper right corner. The shelter was built two centuries ago, and even if you want to go back, it’s too late.

  Go back to the wall.

  Chu Guang looked at Yu Hu, took out a white chip from his pocket and handed it to him.

   "Thank you, you helped me a lot."

   Seeing Chu Guang pull out his chips, Yu Hu's expression changed and he waved his hand quickly.

   "No way, no way, what are you doing, I can't accept it."

  Speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and rummaged in his pocket for a while and found a piece of aluminum foil the size of a thumb nail.

   "By the way, my eldest brother's illness has healed, and my father asked me to exchange the remaining medicine for you——"

   Seeing that this guy was unwilling to accept it all the time, Chu Guang sighed and took the chips back.

   "Okay, if you insist, I won't be humbly with you. But you can keep this medicine, I don't lack this thing."

  It took some time to finally convince this straightforward young man. Watching him disappear into the forest, Chu Guang wondered if he should take more medicines to sell.

  According to rumors, other large and medium-sized shelters seem to be engaged in the pharmaceutical business more?

  After all, larger refuges will have dispensing rooms, and some have even been equipped with large drug storages.

  Of course, just listen to the rumors on the wasteland.

  Even in the era of information explosion, the authenticity of every message cannot be guaranteed, let alone here?

  In these days, the performance of the players is fairly diligent. On average, they can save 5~7 bonus points every day, which is 22 points.

  Giving the task of assembling the generator to the players, Chu Guang turned around and returned to the refuge.

  When he opened the system and entered the [Administrator Log] page, a light blue pop-up window appeared in front of him.

  【The branch mission is completed. 】

  【Reward: bonus points +100. 】

  Faced with this sudden reward, Chu Guang was stunned.

  Good fellow.

  This line mission has been delayed for so long, he only remembered that the outpost was still missing a generator, but he forgot the mission reward.

   "I made a fortune!"

   Chu Guang was excited. Before he could stand firmly in the refuge, he turned around and walked outside.

   "You have to go outside and wash your face first!"

  Advanced blind box!

  This thing can't be hasty!

  ……

  North of Linghu Wetland Park, about 1.7 kilometers.

  A group of men dressed in animal skins with red and black paint on their faces and pretending to be wild are walking along the ruins of the elevated out of the city and heading south.

  They were holding weird iron-barreled rifles in their hands, instead of carrying the guns on their backs. It seemed like they were ready for battle, and they were coming fiercely.

  Mutated mice on the road fled one after another. Occasionally, a few mutant cockroaches of the size of a puppy rushed over and were trampled to death by one foot, or were smashed to the skull with the **** of a rifle.

  However, this also made a lot of noise.

  In addition, because of the discipline of this group, I can't compliment it. I can hear the gags all the way from far away.

  Several players who were transporting stones from the construction site quickly found them, and immediately threw the mine cart on the side of the road and hid them.

  "Who are these guys?" Looking nervously at the group of people in the distance, [Construction Boy and Brick] whispered, "Ten people, and still lead three dogs...I always feel that they are not like good stubborns."

   "I feel that way too... They are a bit like predators." [Edge Paddling] also watched nervously, and squeezed the knife in his pocket tightly.

  Although this does not bring him much sense of security.

   "Gan, did you really brush up on the siege?! The dog planned to buy a house in the forum?"

   "A wave of rational analysis... You have been heard by him."

   "Planning my father!"

   "Shhh, stop talking, you two," [Debt Big Eyes] glanced at the two teammates beside him, and said in a low voice, "Old Brick, you go report the letter."

   "Gan, why didn't you go?"

  "I’m from the Intelligence Department! Who can I run through? Be careful, strength long-distance running is still possible."

   "Why didn't you paddle?"

  "His perception system is a mess! Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, there is a reward for reporting valuable information, have you forgotten?"

   Hearing that there are rewards, the young construction site and the bricks are finally willing to move.

  His heart was beating so hard, he hid behind the advertising shelf and walked around a full two hundred meters, until the group of people disappeared from sight, and then spread his legs and ran into the forest.

  When he rushed to the outpost, the newcomers were cutting trees, the old players were coming back carrying their prey, and there were others at the market entrance while setting up a stand and hanging machines while thinking about making lunch.

  A leisurely experience.

  Ignoring the beating heart, the young man rushed to the door and shouted with Brick on the construction site.

   "Predator! A predator is coming!"

  Hearing his shout, everyone near the wall was confused and didn't figure out what was going on.

   "What? What predator?"

  "My manager! Hurry, go and report to him!" The boy said intermittently, breathing heavily with his hands on his knees.

   "I'm right here," Chu Guang walked out of the door, with water still hanging from his eyebrows, and looked at the player in front of him with a serious face, "You mean the predator?"

   "Yes! They have a group of people, to be precise, ten people! They are coming to us along the elevated north side, everyone is carrying a gun, and they are also leading three dogs!"

  Chu Guang's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about the lottery, so he immediately ordered the players beside him.

   "Let all players near the outpost come back! Go!"

"Yes!"

  Several players ran away with excitement. There was no worry on their faces, but a little excitement.

  Siege War!

  Unexpectedly, planning a big job for them!

  However, they don’t know that a certain plan is more troublesome than them at this moment.

   strode to the weapon shop, Chu Guang picked up the dozing weapon shop proprietress and carried it on his shoulders, and took her two crutches in his left hand.

   "Ah! You, what are you doing, in broad daylight—" Shocked by this sudden movement, Xia Yan, who had just woke up from her sleep, blushed and struggled a few times, but Chu Guang ignored her.

"To shut up."

  Resisting this guy to the elevator on the first floor of the nursing home, Chu Guang returned the crutches to Xia Yan, who was standing on the wall, and stared at her with a bewildered look and said solemnly.

   "If you hit the door in a while, you will enter the elevator and wait. I will take you down when I come. If I don't come, don't make a noise and hide quietly."

  The elevator to the underground needs the authorization of the manager to start. Chu Guang temporarily locked the elevator. After all, this was the way he left for himself.

  Xia Yan nodded fiercely, but didn't panic, at least not as panic when facing him.

   "I see... wait, get here? Who got here?"

   "The predator—"

   Before the voice fell, a gunshot came from far away, followed by two more pops from far away. Listen to the sound, it looks like two to three hundred meters.

  Chu Guang's expression flickered, and the flow of blood began to accelerate.

  Predator!

coming!

  ……

  Outside the North Gate.

  The predators scattered in a row with guns in their hands, while screaming loudly, pushing toward the north gate, shooting at the survivors who fled.

  They have a wide variety of weapons, ranging from revolver rifles picked up by traders, semi-automatic rifles snatched from mercenaries, or simply DIY iron-barreled rifles.

  No matter what kind of weapon it is, in this jungle terrain, it is not so easy to hit a fire two hundred meters away.

  And the fact is true. After a few shots, no one fell to the ground. A few survivors by the fence slipped back into the door, and several wooden stalls at the door were damaged.

  However, the victory or defeat of the battle is not in the number of people killed in the battle, but in making the opponent completely give up resistance.

  These predators know this well.

  The art of fear has been played to the extreme by them.

  Intensive gunfire and the resulting suppression of firepower have almost devastating effects on the morale of non-professional soldiers.

  A 30-person survivor stronghold can become only one-third of the combat power, and only one-half of the sky.

  There is no need to kill the escaped survivors on the spot. These mice will run around, bring the plague called fear back to their lair, and completely destroy their will to resist.

  In the small survivor community that is generally plundered by them, less than one-tenth of the survivors actually died in the gunfight.

  Perhaps these people will pluck up the courage to hide behind the bunker and fire a few symbolic shots back, but it will not take long before the morale collapses and escapes through other doors.

  At that time, old people, children, and women will be left behind, and young adults who flee cannot beat the hounds they brought.

  This kind of survivor stronghold often has only one final fate.

   Either be slaughtered.

  Either be enslaved!

   "Hahaha! Look at those cowards, they flee like a mouse as soon as the gunfire!"

  The brawny man with bare arms carried a 9mm iron-barreled rifle in his hands, and laughed loudly as he opened fire, his hideous face was printed with red light.

  As the captain of the Bloodhand clan, his name is Badger, which is given by the leader himself. And most of the nine people under his command are his relatives or confidantes.

  The bloodlines of the predator tribe are usually chaotic. They do not produce, advocate violence, and live by looting and extortion. Therefore, there is no traditional concept of family, let alone a couple or spouse.

Take the Bloodhand clan as an example. If a newborn baby is born, the strong baby boy will be accepted as the tribe, and the rest will be slaves, either engaged in labor or used as a reproductive tool, so there are often half-parents or different mothers. The father's relatives.

  These relatives often act in groups like wolves, and the bravest among them will be appointed by the leader as the ten chief. And their relatives will follow with some light, become predator veterans or elites, and gain more rights to control their own spoils.

   "Hey, or the blue jacket? It seems I will have fun looking for it!"

  A tall and thin man responded with a strange smile, and at the same time he loaded the shotgun in his hand and continued to fire at the bunker on the wall.

   "Old rules, kill all the young and old, and men cut off their index fingers and tie them up."

   "Boss, where's the lady?"

  "The first one to enter the door is selected first. We only stay for two hours, and the ones who are still alive after two hours will be taken away."

   "Wow!"

  50 meters away!

  The opponent still hasn't shot back!

  The corner of the badger's mouth evokes a cruel smile.

  He knew what these survivors were thinking, but waited for them to come out of the forest, and then fired back through the bunker.

   Not surprisingly, those people were already holding guns and waiting behind the bunker on the wall.

However……

  Will you be so stupid to let your subordinates rush up?

  "Come to light the fire and give them fun!"

"okay!"

  The predator rushing to the front, drew himself short and lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand. Under the cover of the firepower of his teammates, a run-up threw the Molotov cocktail out.

  The flame drew an arc in the air and fell impartially on the bunker of the three-meter-high wall.

  The sparks were torn apart, and the rusty bunker quickly ignited and was scalded by the flames.

  Followed by the second branch and the third branch. The fire on the wall quickly joined together, and there were not many places to go.

  However, to the surprise of these predators, the expected screams did not sound, and no one fell from behind the bunker.

just like……

  There are no masters in these bunkers from the beginning?

   Badger frowned, feeling something wrong in his heart.

  Did these people even give up resistance?

  Isn’t it?

  Fight back symbolically...

  That trace of confusion quickly turned into contempt.

   However, just as he was about to direct the children to come forward and break the wooden door with explosives, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the forest~www.wuxiamtl.com~ like some kind of offensive signal!

  Almost at the same time, intensive gunshots sounded like raindrops from both sides.

  "Whoosh" and "whoh da" the bullets flying around were almost close to the scalp, scared the badger hurriedly fell down behind a fairly thick stump.

  Accurate head?

nonexistent.

  But people are made of meat, and even if they are awesome, they are afraid of being killed by guns.

  He almost shouted in a hoarse voice.

   "Hidden everyone!"

  "Disperse and retreat one hundred meters to gather!!"

"quick!!!"

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   (Thanks to the leaders of "Please call me Xiaodoubao", "Kevin with Broken Leg", and "Able Man" for the rewards~~~~~

  Brother Meng, our first order has broken 10,000! ! Love you guys!

  I will work hard to code words! This time I suddenly evolved from the 2K Klan and I still felt a little bit uncomfortable. )

  (End of this chapter)