This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 70 is surrounded by the fat sheep?

   Morale?

  Desperate?

  Fear?

  These emotions can appear on anyone.

  But it is impossible to appear on the players!

  They may not be well-trained soldiers, but they must be born soldiers.

  The threat of death is meaningless to them. The gunfire did not bring any fear to them, but ignited their desire for battle, experience, and spoils.

  Remove the masks of civilized people. At this moment, they are real natural disasters.

  Like the undead without fear of death!

  The predator?

  Fuck him!

  It’s been a long time since the server has been opened, and finally it’s time for some exciting activities!

  "Free fire! Repeat, free fire!"

"Attention teams, what you are facing is the worst and most vicious person in this wasteland. The rules and methods of civilized people do not apply to them. Don't be merciful! Use all the means you can think of, give me a cruel Hit hard!"

   "Hit them kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!"

  In this battle, Chu Guang mobilized 34 reserves.

  And this is almost everyone near the base at this moment!

  Fifteen revolver rifles, armed with thirty people.

  Two of them are in a team, sharing a rifle and 15 rounds of 7mm bullets, and the other holding a bow and arrows and throwing objects to prepare for support in the back row.

  If a teammate falls to the ground, the substitute will be on top.

  If the ammunition runs out, you will fight melee!

  Thirty players were divided into fifteen teams, and they were divided into two groups to fight out from the east gate and west gate, and then spread out towards the north gate.

  Because there was no radio command, it was agreed to blow the whistle as the signal.

The other four current players with the highest contribution, led by Chu Guang, carried the 7mm and 9mm bolt-action rifles they just bought, each still carrying 15 rounds of ammunition, and they outflanked the gang of predators from Ximen. rear.

  When the whistle sounded, the gunshots in the whole woodland became one piece, only to hear bullets flying in the sky, explosives banging, and I could not hear what each other was talking about.

  But it doesn’t matter!

For players who are not affected by morale, the more chaotic the battle situation, the more excited they are, and the more beneficial it is. More than 30 people froze the momentum of 60 people, and ten predators. Surrounded by groups.

  If only the death penalty is exempted, there is still a resurrection CD left to be cautious, I am afraid that they would have drew their javelins, axes, and small benches long ago.

   "Pull the gun line, pull the gun line, don't stand still, let's push from south to north. It's noon, they are backlit, we have the advantage!"

   "Let's outflank it on the left and smoke on the right. They will think they are surrounded!"

  "Are you afraid of being heard when you shout so loudly?"

   "Listen to a fart, they don't understand!"

   "Fuck, it makes sense!"

   "Ma, this is no more exciting than squad."

   "Grass, I seem to have been shot... Huh? It really doesn't hurt at all?"

  The predators in front of the north gate were completely stunned.

  They weren’t a regular army at first, they were just stragglers. The people they met in the past were all soft persimmons, the kind that broke when you squeezed them. How can you ever see such hard bones that become more and more fierce?

  "How many people are they there??"

   "I don't know! Damn, this is really a survivor base with only 30 people?! How do I feel... There are more than 30 surrounding us!"

  "Damn, how do I feel that they are more like bandits than us!"

   only had time to retreat fifty meters.

  The predators who had just dispersed were firmly pressed to the ground, lying behind the bunker and daring not to move, they could barely fight back.

  The bullets flew against the scalp, accompanied by the fire and smoke of explosives, and occasionally arrows, stones, and javelins that passed through the smoke.

  The air is full of pungent sulfur.

  They don’t even know which direction the bullet came from. They just feel that gunshots are coming from all directions and people are everywhere.

  "The enemies are on our wings! Damn! They are trying to surround us!"

   "What the hell?! Just these cowards, dare to surround us?!"

   "Grass, how dare they come out of the wall!"

  The ten Captain named Badger has been beaten up.

  Obviously, he took the initiative to kill the door, why was he surrounded by the other side instead?

  There were not five but ten of the survivor strongholds he had looted. Among them, there are as few as a few households, and as many as nearly a hundred households, but they have never seen such a tenacious and outrageous.

  Good fellow.

  Is this all the people? ?

   Badger can feel that the opponent's marksmanship is terrible, and the equipment is not as good as his own. However, his own momentum is stunned by the opponent.

  The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and retreat had already sprouted in his heart.

  But these people obviously do not intend to let them go.

  The gunshots clearly moved towards their side and back, and they got closer and closer. If they don't want to kill them anymore, they will soon face encirclement and suppression in three directions.

  Aware of this, the blood in the badger's heart was also ignited.

  His eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and installed a bayonet on the iron-barreled rifle in his hand.

   "Grass! Fight with them!"

  However, just as he was thinking about this, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind the bunker not far away.

  I saw that man’s hand was carrying a big quirky guy. Its overall structure was made up of wooden barrels and iron pipes, just like...a large watering can?

  The man put the guy in his hand on the ground, set up the wooden bipod of the nozzle, pointed the spout, and muttered something in his mouth, accompanied by an almost crazy smile.

   Badger is naturally impossible to understand.

  But the nearby players heard it clearly, and they consciously avoided the lunatic.

   "Hahahaha! Feel the heat of Lao Tzu!"

  The long and narrow fire snake spouted from the mouth of the iron pipe and drenched in the center of the predator's position.

  Although the swaying rain of fire did not catch anyone alone, it ignited the surrounding litter and formed a sea of ​​flames that divided the battlefield.

  Dense smoke billowed up.

  The burning ground is hot!

  There is smoke everywhere, so that these predators can hardly aim.

  Mosquito brother only had time to spray a shuttle of fire, and immediately threw down his "Hellfire 0.2" Sayazi and escaped.

  I can’t run without running.

  This thing is very cool to spray, but the pressure is not enough, the fire burns back along with the fuel, and gives yourself some points.

  Brother Mosquito hadn’t gotten far away, his "Hellfire 0.2" exploded with a bang.

   Fortunately, the surrounding players avoided early, but they did not hurt their own people.

  Although there is only time to spray a shuttle, its effect has obviously been achieved.

  The flames boiling on the battlefield, and the almost scorched air around them, became the last straw that overwhelmed the psychological defenses of the predators.

  The loud whistle sounded again, it was the horn of charge.

  The players who have formed a siege are almost hitting the bullets, and the floor is full of smoke and fire, and it is even more eye-catching.

  After hearing the whistle, they all screamed and rushed out of the bunker as if they were stimulants. They picked up javelins, axes and even bricks, and launched a charge under the cover of screams and thick smoke.

  Where have the besieged predators seen such a battle, they have always attacked others by themselves, how can they see anyone attacking themselves like this?

  The morale is completely unstretched.

  These mobs began to collapse from the outermost periphery, and finally fled.

  Three hounds were killed by Jun Jun, another was directly scared away by the big green lizard, and the other was shot to death by random guns while escaping.

  Looking at the teammates who fell one after another, the badger was desperate, and tremblingly dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt on the ground and raised his hands.

  "Stop! I beg you!"

   "We surrender!"

  ……

  In principle, predators rarely surrender. After all, they have never treated captives well, and no one will treat them well.

  But the blue coats on these people left a trace of luck in the center of the badger's heart.

  Alive, who wants to die?

  They themselves are not very faithful people.

  The battle ended after only less than fifteen minutes.

  Hearing the gunshots from the base, nearby players continued to come to support, and they tacitly joined in the encirclement and suppression of the predators.

   Even after hitting the back, the number of people on Chu Guang's side actually increased. From the initial 34 people to 45 people, the morale was also getting higher and higher.

  After the battle, Chu Guang led the players to put out the open fire in the forest, then cleaned the battlefield, and counted the casualties.

  Originally, he had already planned to use the active material reserve, but he did not expect that these players' performance exceeded his expectations.

   Although seven of them were injured, none of them died.

  The most severely injured was the physique, who was shot in the thigh by a shot while charging.

  Fortunately, the bullet passed straight through without hurting the arteries or bones. Due to the shielding of the over-limit pain, when he realized it, the wound had stopped bleeding, and even the bandage was omitted.

  As for the predators, it can be said to be quite miserable. Ten of them were killed on the spot, five were killed, two were severely wounded and bleeding to death, and the remaining three were captured with minor wounds.

  The only fly in the ointment was that the bullet consumed more than two hundred rounds, which directly consumed the amount of one trade, which caused Chu Guang's pain for a while.

  These players really don't save him at all, and they can't wait to light up all the bullets that go down.

  Especially this revolver rifle is still semi-automatic, and the rate of fire is not low. After a few clicks in a row, it will light up inadvertently.

  There are only ten people on the opposite side!

  Is it hard to see people shooting again?

   What made Chu Guang unable to complain most was that of the seven people who died, four of them were struck to death by javelins, bows and arrows, and only three of them died of gunshot wounds.

  One of these was defeated by himself with a gun.

   "We have to find opportunities for these players to practice guns!"

  No, it is better for them to buy the gun by themselves and raise their own ammunition!

  According to this style of play, fierce is really fierce, and fierce is also really fierce, but just after a battle, it consumes nearly half of the ammunition inventory of the outpost.

  With the current logistics of the shelter, it’s really overwhelming.

  Fortunately, the gains from this battle were not small, which was a comfort to Chu Guang.

  A total of ten guns, nearly eighty rounds of different calibers, one Molotov cocktail that was not available in time, and two dirty needles.

"what is this?"

  Chu Guang glanced at the captive who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and pointed to the needle in his hand.

  The captive raised his head, and soon buried himself in fear.

   "Doping..."

"easy to use?"

   "Uh, it should be okay."

   No matter how good it is, Chu Guang didn't dare to try it on himself. Let's leave it with that pile of loot. Maybe someday players will be interested in buying it for research.

  Next, Chu Guang ordered several players next to him to tie the hands and feet of the three injured prisoners together and tie them to the wooden stakes at the north gate.

  The outpost has not repaired a prison at present, so it can only look at people like this for the time being.

   Honestly, Chu Guang hadn’t figured out how to deal with these three prisoners.

  I heard that some of the survivors’ settlements were hanged directly, some were sold to slave merchants or mines, and some of the more curious ones were harvesting organs and selling them individually.

  After all, the cost of bionic organs is usually high, and ordinary people cannot afford it. In contrast, tissues taken from slaves or clones are more economical.

  But Chu Guang couldn't do such anti-human things.

   Besides, he does not have the conditions for that kind of surgery here.

  At this time, Fang Chang, carrying a bow and arrow, came over from a short distance.

  When the fighting broke out earlier, the cattle and horse squad was hunting in the nearby urban area. When they heard the gunshots rushing back, the fighting had basically come to an end.

  It can be said that they have no sense of participation in this battle.

  "Dear Manager, the predators in the north have found us. My suggestion is that we should take advantage of the victory and pursue it! Don't give them any chance to breathe, and end this mystery once and for all!"

   "Yes!"

   "Fuck them!"

   glanced at the players around who were eager to try, Chu Guang thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

   "We do not yet have the conditions to take the initiative to attack."

  Woodland warfare and urban warfare are completely two concepts. The former is their home court, while the latter is the home court of the predators.

   Pull these players into the city to fight street battles with the predators and wash the minefields, basically the same as sending people away.

  The resurrection CD is at least three days, so you still have to be cautious.

  According to the intelligence obtained through several investigations by Jun Jun, the size of the predator tribe in the abandoned tire factory is at least 50 people. Based on the information of the Liszt caravan, it is estimated that this number is about 60 to 70.

  If the opponent hadn't misjudged his own strength, he wouldn't just send a team of ten.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ these ten people have been retained by themselves. The other party still couldn't figure out the truth and fiction of their own side for a while, and they may not even know that the person who was sent to fight the autumn wind was. Death is alive.

  According to the thinking of normal people, they will first send a few scouts to inquire about the intelligence, and then plan the next round of attacks.

  Of course, they may not play cards according to the routine.

   Thinking of this, Chu Guang then looked at the players beside him.

"Our enemies have a wealth of experience in street fighting. They have been active in this area for a long time and are far more familiar with the terrain in the city than we are. In the absence of absolute superiority in numbers and equipment, it is not wise to enter their home court rashly. Decide."

  "At present, our strategy is still based on defense, supplemented by harassment. In the protracted battle, they will kill their vitality and force them to give up their advantages and enter our home court."

   "I have a strong hunch that the coming heavy snow will provide us with a perfect opportunity."

   "And before that, all we have to do is to trade time for space and try our best to develop."

   "Everyone, the war has begun!"

  (End of this chapter)