This Game is Too Real

  The fierce battle in the north of Laishan City passed overnight, and the first battle of the Viscomunity on the "local" of the Torch Church ended in a draw.

  On the position on the hillside of Laishan, Jenin, who belongs to the 310,000th team, took out his binoculars and looked down the mountain.

   This is the thirteenth time he has done this action today, and it is still morning.

  He arrived at the front line from the west of the Central Continent just a few days ago. He traveled tens of thousands of kilometers all the way, but it was a pity that he finally missed the decisive battle in the Weifu wasteland.

   I heard that in the ten-man team he is in now, all the former brothers have been wiped out, leaving only their centurion Oliver alone.

  The man had a deep scar on his face, which was said to have been left when he fought a big mutant...and Oliver was still the Commander at that time.

   Sure enough, the battlefield is the fastest place to advance.

   Glancing at Officer Oliver standing not far away, Jenin had a trace of reverence in his eyes.

  Ever since he heard about the chief's deeds, he has become his true fan.

  That is a monster that can even grow back a lost head. Their centurion is really a ruthless person who can kill that kind of guy!

   "There should be no major battles these days."

  Standing beside Jenin, his comrades from the same recruit battalion said boredly.

   "How did you find out?" Jenin asked curiously.

"Isn't that obvious," the man shrugged, and threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, "Yesterday, the company and the alliance got into trouble down there. Even if they don't plan to swallow this breath, I'm afraid they have to discuss countermeasures." Let's do it again."

   "After all, they are the idiots and friends of the idiots in Ideal City. I can't bear the death of two people."

"Hahaha."

   A group of recruits were talking and laughing, obviously not paying attention to the enterprise and the alliance at all. Some veterans who had been on the front line for some time smiled and did not explain.

  They also didn't pay attention to the enterprise and the alliance. In their eyes, the army of the legion was the strongest in the wasteland.

   But what I have to say is that these rookies think too easily of their opponents.

  If the opponent is really so mentally retarded, what are they who have been entangled with these guys in the desert for several months?

  Although they are also recruits, Jenin, who came from a military academy, has a different point of view.

  The situation in Haiya Province is indeed unusual.

   These guys don't even have a fixed front, and even he can't think of any better way.

  Especially now, the road and railway passing through Shifeng Mountain are still under construction, and there are still some difficulties in sending supplies from the rear to the front line. It is understandable that the coalition offensive has stagnated.

  Hearing the discussion of his recruits, Oliver Centurion, who was standing on the front line for inspection, just grinned, as if he was listening to a group of children's jokes.

   "You underestimate those guys too much."

  He was in Fushan that night and saw with his own eyes what the true elite of the alliance looked like.

  Compared to the self who saved a life, those guys wearing heavy exoskeletons and carrying large-caliber shotguns in their hands are the real ruthless people.

   Those mutants were like chicks waiting to be slaughtered in front of them, and they slaughtered them one by one in the cave. The movements were so skillful that they repeated them thousands of times.

   It's hard to imagine what hellish trials those guys have gone through.

  He did kill one of the big greenskins, yes, but not as many as their entire squad killed the guy who fished him out of the cave.

   Speaking of this, it was also fortunate that the man grabbed his collar and dragged him out of the tunnel.

To this day, he still clearly remembers that not long after he evacuated from the tunnel full of corpses, a dozen "Mangbian" rushed to the position where he had fought before, and fought with those guys carrying big shields. together.

   It was only later that he found out that when he was trapped in the tunnel, those mutants had chased the main force behind him all the way to the foot of the mountain, almost taking back the position of Heiyun Mountain...

  Hearing Officer Oliver join the topic, a recruit gave a report and asked with a smile.

   "Sir, do you think they will attack today?"

   Seeing all the boys looking at him, Oliver said with a faint smile.

   "Based on my understanding of them, yesterday's level of attack can only be regarded as a trial at best. If there is no accident, they have already figured out the details of their opponents."

   Paused, he continued briefly.

   "You will know if you stay on the front line for a few more days."

  However, even Oliver himself didn't expect that shortly after his voice fell, there was movement in the position at the foot of the mountain.

  I saw a group of soldiers wearing black exoskeletons, carrying supply boxes taller than their own, passing through the rugged mountain road one after another.

   Coincidentally, judging from the armbands on those people's shoulders, these soldiers are the Stormtroopers of the Alliance!

  In addition to those people themselves, behind them was a huge guy with tentacles growing on his lower body.

  The appearance of that thing looks a little hideous, but the round head is cute after a long time.

  If he remembers correctly, that thing seems to be in the state before the "incubation room" produced by the mother nest in Qingquan City is not fully unfolded.

  After fully unfolded, it can transform the organic matter sent by the fruiting body into new fruiting bodies.

  According to the relevant information disclosed by the cohesive body, the alliance has carried out harmless treatment of the brood of Qingquan City. In this way, this "incubation room" should also be safe, and the gnawers and crawlers produced probably will not attack people.

   Even so, Oliver was still a little surprised by the appearance of the Stormtroopers. After all, he hadn't heard that the coalition forces had any offensive plans today.

   Unable to hold back the confusion in his heart, he yelled at those people.

   "Are there any tasks today?"

  Hearing the shout from the halfway up the mountain, Kakarot looked up, lifted the tactical eyepiece of his helmet and said with a smile.

   "No, it's time for a big job."

   Big job?

  Oliver froze for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

  However, the man did not give any explanation, and led the more than two hundred brothers behind him straight to the muddy wilderness.

   And not long after the group left, another group of noisy guys appeared on the mountain road below their position.

  They didn’t bring exoskeletons, they carried LD-47 rifles on their shoulders, and some even had a few rocket launchers inserted. The only protective equipment was the gas masks they had already put on, which looked like a joke.

   There were about a hundred of those people, shouting loudly, and they didn't know what they were shouting about.

   "Boss, don't we really need to wear protective gear?" Fiddled with the gas mask hanging on his face, a player walking in the team couldn't help but complain.

  His ID is [Born in Spring]. He just entered the game in Beta 0.7 version. He has been playing for a month now, and his level has just passed LV5.

   Joining the game with him are [Born in Summer] and [Born in Winter], both of which are of the same level as him.

As for the guy who he called the leader walking in front of him, his ID is [I don’t feel as good as Rick Five]. The big brother of the "Passing the Torch" quest.

  He remembered that when he first entered the game, he still admired this big guy who claimed to be able to single-handedly kill monsters, until they once met a real monster in the wasteland of Weifu.

   It was also that time that he deeply realized the reality of this game.

  Even a "powerful man" who has awakened for the second time may not dodge because of carelessness, and is slapped more than ten meters away by a crazy monster...

"What do you mean without protective gear? I seem to be stingy when I say it. Aren't you wearing a gas mask?" Hearing the younger brother's complaints, Rick rolled his eyes to defend himself, but he didn't expect this sentence to blow everyone up. .

   "Damn it?"

   "Is this also called protective gear?"

   "This thing is free, okay!"

  In the "Endless Mode" monster spawning event, the gas mask was the only equipment that could be obtained for free, and it was the same model as the Alpha Task Force, manufactured by the Dawn City Industrial Zone.

  [Born in Spring] Seriously suspect, if it wasn't for free, this guy probably would have saved them a gas mask.

   In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

  Except for physique players, with their physique attributes, if they don't wear a gas mask, they can last for three or four days in the realm of the fourth stage of the kingdom of heaven.

  Under normal circumstances, with their fighting power, they wouldn't be able to last that long at all. They might be eaten alive by the mutant bacteria active in the field before they could be infected by Naguo mycelia.

   It is estimated that those big bosses wearing exoskeletons can barely count the survival time in days.

  Looking at the noisy newcomers, Rick coughed and stopped their conversation.

"Okay, okay, it's good to have free use, why are there so many problems! Don't think about this and that all day long, first think about what you have contributed to our Corps! Listen to my advice, high-end You can't grasp the equipment, start with the basic skills and lay a good foundation, and sooner or later you will become a strong party like me."

  Everyone rolled their eyes at this guy at the same time.

  Seeing that no one refuted him, Rick cheered up again and shouted at the brothers.

   "Listen up, brothers, we will follow the leaders of the Stormtroopers in a while! Wherever they put the flag of the purification base, we will put it behind their buttocks!"

  Born in Xia Tian: "Wait, boss, I remember that the purification bases or purification stations must be separated by at least 600 meters to complete the judgment?"

   Rick's hippie-faced answer.

   "It's easy to say, if you get stuck at a distance of 600 meters, you will be done. Otherwise, why do you think I went out so early?"

   All the players were shocked when they heard this.

   Good guy.

   Mixed score expert ah!

  Watching those noisy guys go to the wilderness, the Willant squatting on the edge of the trench glanced at his comrades next to him and muttered.

   "What the **** are they talking about?"

   "God knows..."

   "Do you think they can do it?"

   "God knows..."

   "..."

  This time Oliver didn't get into the topic of his subordinates, but just looked at the gang of guys with a strange expression.

  He can be sure that these guys are all recruits, and they are probably younger than the gang of idiots in Ideal City.

  Send this kind of inexperienced guy to the battlefield, and I am afraid that there are very few people who can come back alive.

   Is this how the alliance trains troops?

  This method is too rough...

  …

  Oliver's surprise was just an episode.

  Because soon he found that his surprise was not worth mentioning.

Just as his subordinates were discussing how many rookies from the alliance would be able to come back, another large group of people walked through the rugged mountain road and strode towards the land that was plagued and cursed by the plague and the curse. Corrupted wilds.

  Those guys were yelling and speaking a language they didn't understand, but the hearty laughter didn't feel like going to the cannibal battlefield at all, but rather like going to a banquet.

  The ups and downs of their voices are full of contempt for death. They have the ideal of saving all mankind in their hearts, but they don't take the safety of their own lives at heart.

  At first the Willant soldiers looked at them with mocking eyes, but soon they gradually began to realize that the mocking eyes made themselves look like clowns, so they gradually stopped laughing.

   These guys are real warriors!

  When faced with the common crisis of all mankind, they did not shout about unity but put it into practice, but stood in front of everyone without hesitation.

  Even though most of the Weilante soldiers have no interest in the ideals declared by the alliance, and even spurn the "equality" like a dream, they can't hate these real heroes at all.

  They respect the real strong!

   Out of respect for the strong, they silently withdrew their bet on how many people would come back...

   It wasn't just the Willant soldiers on the front line who were surprised, even General Lium, who was sitting on the Loyalist airship, was greatly shocked.

  After listening to the report from the front line, he held back for a while before asking the adjutant beside him.

   “…how many people does the Alliance have?”

  The adjutant froze for a moment, hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"one million?"

   It could also be 1.5 million.

  Since the meeting of the viscoelastic body was held, there have been a steady stream of survivors flocking to the alliance. He even heard that even the manager of a certain refuge ran to settle in the area around Dawn City.

  Because the Alliance is quite lax about the identity verification of the survivors who immigrate, the population there is also changing day by day.

   How many people there are, let alone him as an outsider, he reckons that even Chu Guang himself may not know the exact number.

  General Leum moved his eyes away from his adjutant's face with a strange expression, and turned his gaze to the front line covered by a gray-green mist outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  According to the report from the Laishan position, as of now, the alliance has sent nearly a 10,000-strong team to the front line!

   Some of them are regular troops, and a large part are more like wastelanders with their own weapons and dry food...

  The only piece of equipment they received from the Allied Logistics Department was a pair of gas masks.

   And things like rifles and bullets are even prepared by themselves...

   "...Is this the mobilization ability of the alliance?" Leum's eyes were filled with shock.

  Even in Triumph City ruled by His Majesty the Great Marshal, such a thing is unimaginable...

   Just as General Lium was shaking, the battle near Laishan City was in full swing.

The fungus variants dominated by Nago hyphae crawled out of the ground continuously, trying to eliminate the "heretics" who invaded the realm of heaven, but the fighting power of those "heretics" far exceeded those of the apostles imagination.

  Those guys are obviously living people, but they fight tirelessly like the living dead.

  Looking at the almost red-burned gun barrel, [Born in Spring], who was leaning against a damaged earth wall and shooting, couldn't help shouting behind him.

   "Captain! Call for an air strike!"

  【Born in Summer】 who was not far next to him couldn't help but yelled.

   "We can't hold on any longer!!"

"Wait a minute!" Glancing at the numbers on the VM, Rick gritted his teeth and shouted, although he also felt the pressure, "It's still 200 points! I've got 1000 points, and I'm here I can call for a wave of airdrops!"

   I heard that there is a "Ripper" heavy machine gun in the airdrop box C2! And 3000 rounds of machine gun ammunition!

   With the little equipment and ammunition they have, they can’t last long. Even calling for one or two air strikes can at most help them clear out some miscellaneous soldiers. Only by getting the heavy firepower weapons in the airdrop supply can they hope to last longer!

   As for the 100kg aerial bomb that needs to be exchanged for 500 points, that is reserved for the evolved body!

   He has a detailed plan on how to maximize the value of every point!

  Rick was thinking this in his heart, when a violent roar suddenly came from behind the thick fog not far away.

"Roar-!"

   Before he could ask what happened, he heard the screams of [Born in Spring] and [Born in Summer] dying.

   Immediately afterwards, a giant beast lying on the ground came into his sight.

  That guy looks like a crocodile, but has a thick body and legs like an elephant, and a mouth that is three or four meters long is still sipping. And the flesh and clothes fragments hanging on the fangs are exactly the amount for two people...

  Dark green hyphae sewed its bumpy body, staring at the prey in front of it, its pupils shone with a dark green fierce light.

  Looking at those miserable green eyes, Rick held his breath involuntarily, feeling cold hands and feet, and then subconsciously glanced at the numbers on the VM.

  975…

   25 points away from the heavy machine gun!

   There is no time to hesitate.

   While yelling in his heart, he spent 500 points in exchange for an air strike.

  However, when he saw that the air strike took three minutes to arrive, he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

   "That's the trick!"

  The crocodile-like monster didn't care how many there were. It opened its **** mouth and bit towards the position he commanded.

  The 7mm rifle bullets hit it like a joke, and the RPG rockets couldn't exert their power because of the safety distance.

  Rick anxiously shouted to the group of cute newbies to stand away, while trying to attract the attention of the monster, while updating the bombing coordinates for the air strike that would arrive at the front line in three minutes.

  However, helplessly, since many players of the Abstract Corps were on the battlefield for the first time, the entire position was also in chaos.

  The purification station with more than 90 people was instantly killed by the monster.

The cute newbies scattered with RPG rocket launchers lost the cover of friendly forces, and were chased by a group of walking corpses and corpse dogs and ate the buffet. They had no choice but to pull the trigger with the last bit of strength left, and shot the plug-in Armor-piercing rounds on the launcher.

   After waiting for three minutes, the sound of a dive bomber came from overhead, and then dropped a 100kg aerial bomb.

  The warhead doped with solid hydrogen and azide compounds, the explosive power is not a joke, and it pressed that mighty monster to the ground in minutes.

  Looking at the boiling flames and the monster lying down in pain, the wounded Rick finally couldn't hold on, and was thrown to the ground by a rushing crawler and bit his neck off.

  The balance points were converted into time, and they only lasted for a little over an hour in total.

  Comprehensive difficulty factor, 105 players will share the 110,000 silver coin bonus equally, and each person can get more than 1,000.

  Deducting the bullets and clothes and the money for remaking the vm, it can be regarded as a small profit.

  Although I didn’t make much money…

  On the wilderness 600 meters in front of the purification station of the Abstract Corps, the battle situation in front of the purification base of the Storm Corps was also tense and lively.

   It’s just that the players here are real veterans after all, and Kakarot, who commanded the battle, is an old fritter who has participated in the frontline actual combat command many times. Naturally, his style of play is not as abstract as that of the abstract corps.

  However, although the performance of the friendly troops was a bit unprofessional, they did not mean to look down on those newcomers.

   After all, who didn’t come from the new stage?

   Most people who play this game are like this.

   Dying and dying, suddenly became stronger one day.

   "...Brother Ka, those guys who are following our **** seem to be dying, why don't I bring someone to help them?"

   Wiping off the slime stuck to the helmet, the leftover old man looked at Kakarot and asked.

  Compared to those newbies, they didn't feel much pressure.

  And the hatching room has also been successfully operated, and some nibblers and even crawlers carrying type B strains have begun to be produced. Although the number is not large, it can help them share some pressure.

So far, none of them have been injured or injured. He is even a little skeptical. The guys hiding in the sanctuary probably found that their bones are not easy to chew, so they deliberately focused on those cute newcomers who followed their buttocks. .

  After all, the kingdom of heaven is not a product of nature, but is dominated by man-made will.

   Kakarot said with a smile.

   "Don't worry, let them persist for a while, how to grow without experiencing headwinds."

  He always felt that the torch was tempting them to allocate part of their troops to help the friendly troops behind.

   At this time, the division of troops may be in the hands of those people.

  The player standing next to him put down the binoculars in his hand and said to the captain beside him.

   "...no need to help, they seem to be gone."

   Kakarot looked a little embarrassed, coughed dryly and continued.

   "Then... you take a few people to recover their equipment. When it's done, I'll call for bombardment to wash that place. I can't let their sacrifice go to waste."

  If they can get the vm back, it can help them reduce some losses.

  As for the remaining weapons and ammunition, those who pick them up according to the usual practice can use them first, and when the task is completed and go back, they can return as much as they have left.

  As soon as he heard about opening a teammate's blind box, the player immediately cheered up and agreed with great enthusiasm.

"okay!"

   After finishing speaking, he greeted a few teammates beside him, carried the empty supply box taller than a person on his back, and ran towards the rear 600 meters...

  In just one day, the alliance sent hundreds of "troops" to the area of ​​Laishan City, and launched an intensive offensive like a tide towards the heaven of the Torch Church.

  These troops are like nails, ruthlessly staring at the flesh of the Torch Church.

   Not all nails have been successfully set in, but even that is tough enough for a torch...

  Looking at the battlefield full of flowers, Renhuang Gujing Wubo's eyes gradually showed a trace of astonishment.

   “…are these guys crazy?”

   Using this life-for-life method to consume the pieces in his hand...

  In just one day, he lost dozens of evolved bodies, nearly 600,000 "puppets"!

  Even if he has hundreds of millions of chess pieces, this loss is not insignificant.

   Especially the league likes to clear the field with Molotov cocktails immediately after a game.

  This means that he has to be careful with the chess pieces in his hand, and be prepared that the cards he played will not be taken back.

   After all, once the soldiers of the alliance are allowed to take root in the local area, they will continue to send in dirty things...

  The look of astonishment was gradually replaced by a touch of fear.

  However, that fear only existed in his eyes for a few seconds before dissipating in the unfathomable madness.

  The guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth...

   Fighting a war of attrition with him?

   I'm looking for death!