This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 224 Raid! mobilization!

   "It's too peaceful here too."

   North of Longevity Farm.

  In the dark and silent abandoned town.

   White mist came out of his mouth, and the man carrying the rifle glanced out the window, his narrowed eyes flashing dangerously.

   There was a lantern beside his boots, and a black hyena was crawling at his feet, purring in his throat.

   The man's name is Grey Wolf.

   Although his name bears the word wolf, he has nothing to do with the "Wolf" clan, one of the three major clans of the Bone-biting Tribe, and is just a centurion under the command of Lion Fang.

Unlike other centurions of his own tribe, before joining the Bone-biting tribe, he was just a wandering mercenary who sold his life for the Legion and beat his old boss for the Great Rift Valley. Whoever paid him just follow whoever.

   Later, the Bone-biting Tribe recruited soldiers and horses everywhere, and all the plunderer forces joined in one after another, so he also took the opportunity to join in with a few of his brothers.

   Facts have proved that this is a very correct decision.

   The life of a predator is much better than being a mercenary.

  The law of the jungle is followed here, the strong are respected, and fists and bullets are the law. As long as you are strong enough, you can gain respect, and as long as you are ruthless enough, you can become the leader of a group of people.

  Following the banner of Lion's Fang, he went from the middle of the valley province to the very south. There are more than a hundred heads in the tent, big and small, and their names have risen from the original ten centurion to the centurion.

   However, he is a foreigner in the end, and the centurion is basically the limit that he can achieve by his personal ability.

   Even if the predators have a weak sense of bloodline, organization and discipline are maintained by violence and plunder, and it is not just anyone who wants to fully enter the core layer of their power.

   He had to prove his bravery.

   Prove his worth with a hearty victory.

   And now, this opportunity finally made him wait.

  About a month ago, the Black Snake Tribe stationed in the east refused to join them. It seemed that they planned to enjoy the prey in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   Lord Liontooth was very angry, but he couldn't drive his troops into the snowdrift even if he was reluctant in his heart, despite the heavy snow blocking the road and the blizzard blowing.

   But there has been a turning point recently.

   The blizzard that lasted for a month has finally slowed down.

  The gray wolf seized the opportunity and immediately volunteered to take the initiative, expressing his willingness to be the vanguard, leading his troops to attack Changchang Farm in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, and clearing the way for the large troops to go.

   After consulting the staff, Lionfang immediately agreed to his request.

   Yuanxi Town is too far from the northern suburb of Qingquan City.

   If they can take Changchang Farm, their large army will be able to seize the tail of winter and advance at least 20 kilometers south, completely throwing off the Black Snake tribe far away in the southern suburbs of TS City.

Lion Fang highly praised his bravery, and in order to make the battle more likely to win, he even gave him more than fifty foreign plunderers and weapons and equipment, so that he must nail this root in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. The nails are pulled out.

   Integrating the fifty-odd foreign predators into his command, the Gray Wolf immediately gathered more than one hundred and fifty troops, brought ten days' worth of supplies, weapons and ammunition, and set off towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   Marching in a blizzard was quite a risky decision, but at the same time the ultra-low visibility was a cover.

  The gray wolf is not a foolish person.

  Although he doesn't know the strength of his opponents, he can block their friendly offensive and force the Black Snake's troops to stop in the southern suburbs of TS City. Obviously, these people are not as easy to deal with as imagined.

   Taking advantage of the last blizzard in December, he and his men arrived at the abandoned town ten kilometers north of Longevity Farm and lurked there.

   He did not attack immediately, but first sent scouts to observe, and let others rest in the house to recharge their batteries until night.

  The snow outside the window stopped a little.

   Looking at the gradually approaching figure not far away, the gray wolf gently kicked the sleeping hyena next to him.

"stand up."

   "Going to work."

   The humming hyena raised its head and saw his master, holding a lantern, got up from the chair and walked to the door, so he followed on tiptoe.

   In the living room on the first floor where half of the wall had collapsed, the man wrapped in white cloth shook the snow from his body at the door, walked to the gray wolf, and bowed his head respectfully.

   "Boss."

   Gray Wolf sat down on the sofa, looked at him and said.

   "Tell me what you saw."

   The scout said respectfully.

   "The east gate is in ruins. The refugee camp that was supposed to be there was completely destroyed by the blizzard, and the ground is full of garbage. It seems that those survivors are not having a good time. This blizzard hit them hard."

   Gray Wolf continued to ask.

   "Where have people gone?"

  The scout shook his head.

   "I don't know, but it's definitely not inside the fence. I observed them all day, they cooked twice in total, and the smoke that floated up was about seventy or eighty people at most."

   The survivor's stronghold called "Longevity Farm" has a wall that is not low, and there are no obvious commanding heights around, at most a few gentle slopes, it is difficult to fully see the situation inside from the outside.

   Gray Wolf's eyebrows were slightly raised.

   Seventy or eighty people?

"you sure?"

  The scout nodded affirmatively.

"I'm sure!"

   The gray wolf frowned gradually.

   Survivor base with only 70 or 80 people.

  To be honest, this number is not quite right.

   He did not believe that the survivors could not see the strategic value of this fortress in the wilderness, which had become the gateway to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   As long as you win there, it is equivalent to knocking on the doors of all the survivors in the entire northern suburbs.

Or……

  Those idiots naively thought that with the cover of heavy snow, they would be able to sit back and relax?

   However, the innocence of his opponent is a good thing for him.

   The corner of the gray wolf's mouth curled into a smile, and his expression was very similar to that of the hyena lying at his feet.

   "Go back and keep staring."

   "We'll be there in a minute."

   The scout was refreshed and said excitedly.

"Yes!"

  …

   It was late at night.

   There was a little snow in the sky.

   The wall of the long-term farm.

  Lubei, who was wearing a black coat, looked at the north, tightened the sling of his rifle, and moved the soles of his numb feet a little to circulate the frozen blood.

  Today is the last day of Wasteland Age 211.

   The outpost ten kilometers away seems to be celebrating the arrival of the New Year, but this has little to do with them being on duty.

  The threat from the north is approaching.

   And here is the front line.

   Standing here, they can't relax for a moment.

   carried the lamp and walked to the fence, the slightly aged guard patted Lu Bei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

   "Young man, are you alright? If it doesn't work, let me stand for a while. It's time for a shift."

  Lu Bei glanced at VM and shook his head stubbornly.

   "Ten minutes to go."

   "Well, it seems that I came a little early," the old man smiled and put the lamp on the wall, "I'll stand with you for a while."

   The elder guard's name is Jixiang, and he is the oldest in the entire guard force. It is said that he will turn forty next year.

  People always call him an old man kindly. Although he always argues that 40 years old is not old, but recently his arthritis has become more and more serious, and he gradually began to feel that time is not forgiving.

   Lu Bei had heard his story. This city dweller who was once in the city of Boulder became a mercenary, and then somehow became a prisoner of the Blood Hand clan and was taken into a dungeon.

   There is a scar on his chest, which he said was left by Deathpaw, but no one believed it, they thought he was bragging.

   After all, he can escape from the mouth of the dead claw, how can he be taken by the predators of the **** hand clan?

   Every time he talked about this, the old man would argue very excitedly, describing how dangerous the situation was at that time, and he was caught to cover the retreat of his teammates.

   And every time at this time, someone always dismantles the platform and asks——

  ‘What about your teammates? The ashes of the **** hands are cold, and someone should come to pick you up. ’

   As soon as he talked about this, the old man was silent for a while, and only muttered that it was good here, and he didn't plan to go back with his teammates when they came, it would be better if he didn't come.

   This is also an interesting talk among the guards.

  Although everyone didn't believe that he had seen Death Claw (excluding the one kept by the manager), Lu Bei did.

   After all, the Dao Mark does not look like it was cut by a knife.

   At this moment, an excited shout came from the direction of the stairs, and I saw a young man running up.

   "There's a car coming from the south."

   "The manager has brought us food!"

   His name is Xu Shun, he is one year older than Lu Bei, and he is also a young man who has just come of age.

   "What to eat?" Lu Bei asked excitedly.

It's not because he's a foodie, it's mainly because the food made by those blue jackets is really delicious, and immediately flashed a dazzling array of skewers in his mind, as well as a lot of steamed buns, steamed buns, ramen and so on. .

  Xu Shun said excitedly: "Gnocchi! And meat! I tasted it, it was a little spicy, but after drinking it, my whole body was warm."

  The saliva came to his mouth unsatisfactory, and Lu Bei swallowed.

   Looking at the greedy young man, Jixiang smiled and patted his shoulder.

   "Go, it's time for a shift."

   "Yeah!" Lu Bei nodded excitedly, "I'll bring you some points later!"

  The old man waved his hand.

   "Don't panic, I'll go down to drink after I finish my post."

  The two young men got off the city wall, Jixiang smiled and sighed that it was good to be young, and looked at the vast white snow outside the wall.

   The snow this year is really big.

   The coming year should be a good year.

   He plans to save some money to buy a plot of land, try to grow some things, and then marry a wife. When he is discharged from the army, he will settle down here and settle down.

   As for Boulder City, he has no plans to go back.

   Life here is no worse than there, and it is only here that he feels the dignity he has never had before.

  Managers say they will never have to kneel to anyone again in the future.

  No one can take away their freedom from their hands.

  The howling north wind was cool, the light snow caught in the wind stopped for a while, and the bright moonlight showed behind the scattered clouds, and the small animals that sneaked out for food quickly hid in the hole.

   Jixiang spit out a mouthful of white mist, and suddenly felt a little cold, so he stretched out his hand to the oil lamp on the wall, trying to put his hand on it to keep warm.

   Unexpectedly, his hand trembled and he touched the oil lamp.

The    lamp fell into the snowdrift, but it didn't break, but the fire went out.

   Jixiang scolded and scolded it was really unfortunate, and planned to wait for a while to change the guard before going down to pick it up.

   But at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly stopped, he immediately grabbed the telescope and glanced towards the north.

  I saw that on the snow covered with moonlight, one after another figure was speeding up in their direction while taking advantage of the darkness.

   A pair of fierce eyes shot at him like a sharp arrow.

  The murderous aura that rushed to the face——

   is exactly the same as the person with **** hands!

   Auspicious face changed wildly, without saying a word, he immediately grabbed the short whistle hanging around his neck, stuffed it into his mouth and blew it with all his strength, and fired a shot outside.

   "Enemy attack!"

  …

   "Hum..."

   "The hammer of order plays the drums of war."

   "The belief in steel broke ground."

   "The white bear knight rushed out."

   "Take evil and barbarism captive."

  “…”

   The truck's engine rumbled.

   Sitting on the co-pilot's tail, his arms resting on the window, the cool wind was blowing outside the window, and he was humming a song he didn't know where he came from.

  Ssi, who was holding the direction, glanced at him.

   "If you don't understand, ask, what kind of children's song is this?"

  Tail said dissatisfiedly.

   "What children's song! This is called BGM!"

   I really envy this guy's exuberant energy, but he's not sleepy at all.

   Are you about to wake up?

  Siss sighed.

   "Hmm, yes."

   in the compartment of a truck.

   Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, stared at each other.

   In the end, the Rat Man couldn't hold on any longer, and said with a dry cough.

   "I'm a little flustered when you look at me like that."

  Oooo Sesame Paste, who was hugging his knees, was stunned for a moment, the warm hat fell to the ground again, and he quickly reached out and picked it up.

   "Eh? No, I'm just curious... What is it like being a mouse?"

   This is the first time someone has asked himself this question?

   The strong man said with a helpless expression and sighed.

   "What do you say? It's a bit troublesome to say hello to friends, you have to keep your head high, but it's very convenient to travel through the ruins, and you won't be beaten by a group if you accidentally get into a mouse nest, just get out."

   "Furthermore, it doesn't have the incoordination of fingers like other xenomorphs, there is no obstacle to using tools, and there is no debuff with slow growth in experience. Generally speaking, it is a sequence with unlimited potential."

  Ooh, sesame paste nodded his head with a vague understanding.

   This is entirely discussed from the point of view of strength...

   "I thought it would be sad to choose a xenogeneic."

   The big mouse with its belly rolled over gave her a strange look.

   "What's so sad about this?"

   "Because...it doesn't look good?"

  “…”

  MMP!

   The ones who were not sad before, are now the ones who are sad!

Brother    couldn't help cursing in his heart.

   They are all furry things. How is a mouse worse than a cat?

  Human stuff!

  Die! Die!

  …

   The car arrived.

  The two guards in the carriage jumped down first, and beckoned everyone in the camp to come and pick up the food.

  The guards are more knowledgeable than the refugees. They have seen lizards and bears, and they are no strangers to the big mouse standing up to one meter high, so they don't take it too seriously.

   Qiangren's hard stretched his waist, and was about to slip out of the car for a spin, when a harsh whistle suddenly came from the front.

   Immediately after the sound of gunfire and explosions, Sesame Paste, who was about to jump out of the carriage, was startled, and the hat he had just put on fell off again.

   "Fa, what happened?!"

   "I don't know..."

  The big mouse swallowed.

  The sound of gunfire in the north was loud, like firecrackers, accompanied by the explosion of fire from time to time.

  The camp was in chaos, and the two guards who had gone down didn't know where they went. They probably went to the north gate for reinforcements.

  Standing beside the truck, Sisi looked up at the north wind and frowned.

   "Gunshots, at least fifty... no, maybe a hundred?"

   Maybe more?

   She couldn't tell the difference between the gunshots of the guards and the gunshots of the attackers.

   said the big mouse nervously.

   "Your error is too big!?"

   "After all, the gunfire in this game is not as regular as eating chickens... Tail, how do you say it?"

While    said, Si Si looked aside.

   But he saw that the tail had already taken off the sickle assault rifle, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

   "S! Crush!"

   That look, I really understand it at a glance.

  Siss was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he gave a thumbs up energetically.

"Oh!"

   "Looks like Ao's chance to show off his skills has come!"

   This time the score can't be at the bottom again!

   Seeing the two running towards the north, the rest of the cat and mouse were dumbfounded.

   "Now, what should I do now?"

  Sesame paste looked at the mouse next to him in a bewildered way, but the poor brother was also confused at the moment, and he didn't know what to do.

   He did go to the battlefield once.

   But that was following the mosquitoes, and I heard a sound the whole way.

   "Anyway, I'll go help first."

  !

   Didn't you say it was an errand task?

The    mission briefing didn't say anything about fighting!

   Or he wouldn't even bring the guy with him.

   threw down that sentence, and the strong man had to bite the bullet, chasing the footsteps of Tail and Sisi, and there was only Oooo Sesame Paste left beside the truck.

   "Hey! Wait, don't leave yet..."

   But it was too late.

   When she called out, the big mouse had already disappeared.

  Sesame paste was dumbfounded, looking around anxiously, not knowing what to do.

   At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her eyes fell on the house closest to the south gate in the farm.

   There are save points!

   She often does courier missions and still remembers that there are 100 dormant pods there, and players who are too lazy to return to the outpost will be offline here!

   "Anyway... Find a way to notify others first."

  Do it when you think of it.

  Sesame paste ran over immediately, rushed through the door, found an open dormant cabin and lay in it.

   As the door is closed, the connection is broken.

  After going offline at the speed of light, she immediately took off her helmet, opened her laptop, went to the official website forum, quickly edited a post and sent it out.

   "The big thing is bad! Changchang Farm is fighting."

  The post just a few seconds after it was posted, immediately caught everyone's attention.

   "A fight??"

   "Fuck, what's the situation?"

   "Aren't you having a celebration?"

   "Hey! Gou Planning is trying to make a living while I'm not online!"

  Almost the same time the post was posted, a line of announcements suddenly popped up on the official website.

  【Full server announcement: Marauders from the north attacked Changlong Farm, triggering an emergency mission. 】

  【Dawn: A group of robbers who drink blood and fur, launched a shameful sneak attack while we were celebrating the New Year! We'll let them know it's a stupid idea! 】

  【Failure condition: save point is destroyed. (All players whose characters are located in Long-term Farm will enter the resurrection CD state)]

  【Victory Condition: Repel the invaders! 】

As soon as the    announcement was posted, the forum was instantly fried.

   "What the hell?!"

   "A sneak attack?!"

   "No, you can be killed even if you go offline?!"

   "Does planning finally decide to be a human?"

   "Brothers on the number! What are you copying guys doing!"

   "Want to explode my magical costume? I'm fighting with you guys!"

  ——

   (This is probably the fastest I have ever broken a million words, and I will publish a book at the end of July? In short, it is customary to sprinkle flowers~)

   (end of this chapter)