This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 233 Destroy! captive! Booty!

  The sunset glow fell in the smoke and fire, the snow was dyed a poignant red by the glow, and the corpses were littered in the wilderness, like a gateway to hell.

It has ended.

   This is probably not a war.

   More like a massacre!

   lost the protection of the armor, and there was no reliable bunker around. When the shriek of death came from overhead, and the whistle of the charge sounded from all directions, Yu suddenly recalled the fear he felt in the forest that day.

   The power of awakening did not give him the slightest sense of security.

   He just hates himself for not having two more legs so that he can run faster, or simply grow two wings and escape this terrifying place completely...

   Northwest side of the battlefield.

  Under the cover of a group of henchmen, the black snake who abandoned the car finally escaped into the forest.

   It turns out that this is the right choice.

   Lost mobility light armor, like an iron coffin in the open snow. Several rounds of high-explosive shells hit, and the gunner holding the fixed machine gun was blown to pieces on the spot, and the looters who used the armored pickup as a bunker were also killed on the spot, and there was no time to even let out a scream.

   "Damn... Where did these people get so much equipment?!" There was a hint of panic in the black snake's eyes.

  And what were those things that flew towards them just now? !

   How many guns do they have? !

   Black Snake felt that what happened at the moment was like a dream.

   And it was a nightmare!

   was completely different from the information he had.

   Obviously just over a month ago, these survivors didn't even have a decent vehicle, and they were beaten by their armored pickups. They couldn't catch up, and they couldn't run away.

   And now, the situation is completely reversed.

   At this moment, the black snake suddenly saw from a distance that the most loyal and also the most brave and cruel centurion under his command, like a coward, dropped the gun in his hand and crawls on the ground to beg the survivors for mercy.

   "This trash!"

   cursed angrily and ran towards the black snake in the depths of the forest, but did not dare to stop.

  The survivors who attacked them had already spotted them, and the pursuers quickly caught up, biting behind them and chasing after them.

   In order to cover his retreat, the six confidants who followed him into the forest had to leave the four behind, and the remaining two escorted him and continued to flee in the northwest direction.

   There were dense gunshots behind him.

   Those four were probably in contact with the enemy.

   However, the sound of gunshots stopped shortly after, and I don't know whether the four warriors were dead or alive, and whether the pursuers stopped them.

   Ignoring the back, the black snake continued to run forward.

   However, at this moment, he suddenly found that his military advisor was gone.

   That guy didn't know when he dropped out of the team.

   The panting black snake asked his confidant beside him.

   "Where's Vaders? Where is that guy?"

   The confidant replied quickly.

"I don't know, when we first got off the car, he was still behind us, but he disappeared when we ran, maybe he got separated... Boss, leave him alone, we have to break through from here first. !"

   Another confidant also said.

   "Yeah! If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. We will get this place back sooner or later!"

  Although he suffered a defeat and lost all his belongings, the situation was not so bad that there was no room for manoeuvre.

   Black Snake still has six centenarians ahead, and they are heading in his direction at the moment.

   As long as he can unite his followers, he still has a chance to regroup.

   The big deal is to give up Qingquan City, leave this difficult bone to Lion Fang, and march eastward according to the original plan.

   I heard that there is a good place called Honghe Town, where there is a fertile mine, and it is a paradise for slave owners.

   He took 600 people and killed them, and it was more than enough to knock them down.

   As for today's hatred.

   There will be opportunities to report in the future!

  Suddenly, the sound of two gunshots coming from behind interrupted Black Snake's thoughts.

   The man running on his left groaned and fell forward on the snow.

   Another confidant was startled, knowing that he couldn’t escape, so he didn’t run away. He took out a submachine gun and shot random fire behind him, shouting loudly, using a big tree surrounded by a person beside him as a cover.

   "Boss! You run!"

   "I'll break for you!"

   The black snake running in front was moved.

   However, before he had time to say goodbye, he saw that the subordinate who stayed behind to break the back for him was shot in the head by the bullet that was caught up, and fell backwards on the snow.

   Black Snake knew that he couldn't run away.

  The speed of those people is outrageous, no matter how far he runs, he can catch up.

   The snow got deeper and deeper, and it had reached the roots of his thighs. Black Snake found a fairly reliable cover, took two breaths, and shouted behind him.

   "Friends over there!"

   "Aren't you going to think about it for yourself?"

   "I'm left with a bad life, I have nothing on me, and even if you catch me, you won't get any benefit."

"Why don't you look back, right behind you, in those trucks of mine, with treasure, wine, and women, you'll find everything you want there! If you're late, you'll have nothing. already."

   On the way from the central to the south of the River Valley Province, he destroyed at least ten survivors' strongholds, and looted countless supplies and treasures.

  Thinking of this, Black Snake's heart bleeds with pain. After working hard for half a year, he didn't expect to lose everything before the winter was over.

   He now only regrets not taking Vaders' advice.

  If you are cautious, why is it today?

   The two players who were chasing behind him looked at each other with a blank look on their faces, completely ignoring what he was saying.

   Elf King Fugui: "This... what is he talking about?"

  Irena: "Ghost knows."

   Elf King Fugui: "Gan! Didn't you say you can speak the language?"

  Irena smiled embarrassedly.

   "Uh, I only know a few words... Why don't I try Chuqiu?"

   "Hey, I can't count on you anymore."

   Elf King Fugui sighed and shook his head.

   Then, using a few words he learned from the NPC, he called out to the raider leader hiding behind the tree.

   "Surrender!"

"do not kill!"

"reject."

"kill!!"

   Black Snake was stunned and didn't understand at first.

   And when he understood, he was instantly furious.

   "You want me to surrender? Dream! Even if I die, I will never be a prisoner!"

   The two also want to catch Lao Tzu!

With a roar, he raised the assault rifle in his hand and shot behind him.

The    bullets whizzed through the woods, hitting the tree in front of Irena and the Elf King Fugui, and a burst of sawdust splashed.

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Black Snake pulled out the last smoke bomb and smashed it hard outside the bunker.

  As the smoke began to spread, he did not delay for a moment, emptied the last shuttle in the magazine, then dropped the rifle and ran towards the depths of the forest.

   However, what Black Snake did not expect was that just after his front feet left the cover, there were several gunshots behind the smoke.

  The man completely ignored the smoke and fired at him.

   was shot several times in the back, and before the black snake could let out a scream, he fell headlong into the snow, and ended his sinful life in such a scrawled way.

  The smoke dissipated, and the elf king Fugui stepped forward with a rifle, poked his face with a bayonet, and found that the man was dead.

  Irena also came out from behind the cover, glanced at the predator who was killed through the smoke, and said in surprise.

   "Fuck, brother, have you opened a perspective?!"

   "Fuck off, the console game has a ghost technology, do you understand the talent? Hot-blooded vision! Master's eyes can see infrared light, so I'll ask you if you're awesome."

  Irena looked envious.

   "It's awesome... One thing to say, your ability is really a bug."

  The Elf King Fugui smiled and said, "It's really a little bit. Generally, smoke is useless to me, unless it is the kind that can block the heat source."

   Or it can heat itself.

   At this time, the voice of Brother Mole came from behind the two of them.

   "MMP, it's done! Where are you? Have you caught up?"

   It took a while to tie up the prisoners in the back. When he caught up, he found that the gunfire in front had stopped.

   Irena said.

   "It's done, the man is lying on the ground, is this guy really a centurion? Or a thousand centurion?"

   Mole's tone affirmed.

   "Eighty percent."

   Elf King Fugui glanced at him curiously.

   "How did you guess?"

   "Is this still a guess?" The fleeing mole rat in the canyon rolled his eyes and said as a matter of course, "You see who is running away like this guy, and there are people who help to break up."

   Elf King Fugui was stunned.

  What the hell?

   Makes sense!

  The Mole went up and checked the man who was lying on the ground.

   "Hey, people are dead."

  The Elf King Fugui scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

   "Uh, I originally wanted to hit him in the leg, but the recoil of this shotgun is too great, and the second shot swept to the back."

   "That's why you're not smart, just pick up their submachine guns for me."

   shook the Legion submachine gun wrapped in tape in her hand, and Irena said with a hey hey, showing off.

   "This thing works very well at close range, the 9mm pistol has almost no recoil, and a shuttle can kill you!"

   The manager has a soft spot for full-power bullets. Whether it is an automatic rifle or a light machine gun, it has a 50mm cartridge, and the bolt-action rifle is even more outrageous. The length of the cartridge is directly 70mm!

   Maybe it’s the experience of surviving in the wasteland. High-power rifles are better for different species. The small-caliber and short-cased rifles can’t even break defenses against creepers.

   Similar to Type 95, the full length of the bullet is only 58mm, and the shell is estimated to be 30+.

   What is this concept?

   In short, the LD-47 in the strafing state is like a burst of "98K", and few people except the power department can really suppress it.

   This can be considered to save bullets in disguise, and hand over fire suppression to specialized machine gunners.

   Mole glanced at the submachine gun in Irena's hand, and his eyes stayed on the ruler-like magazine for a while.

   "You water gun... It's okay to hit people, but I'm afraid it won't work well to hit aliens."

  Irena smiled awkwardly.

   "Uh, that's true."

But that's okay.

   He can take two.

   Elf King Fugui glanced at the corpse on the ground and muttered softly.

   "What are you doing now?"

   chased for a long time and got lonely.

   Originally wanted to catch a live one, but I didn't expect to kill someone, and the war score was instantly reduced by half. Now the MVP is probably hanging.

   Mole sighed and shook his head.

   "Anyway, let's drag it back."

  …

the other side.

  The battle on the snowy field was over, all the plunderers who were stubbornly resisting were killed, and those who threw away their weapons and surrendered were gathered together and driven to an open place to squat with their heads on their heads.

  The players on the front line had an idea and took off the shackles of those slaves and put them on the plunderers.

  This thing is made of iron, much stronger than rope!

   In order to prevent the slaves from escaping, these looters also made the shackles heavier.

   But these ingenious designs are all used on themselves at the moment.

   Most of the rescued slaves looked at this side blankly, not realizing what happened.

   Some people have already reacted, but their faces are still numb, standing in place.

   In most cases, the slaves in the wasteland will not be freed because the original master is killed, at most they will have to change to a new master to continue their previous life.

   However, it is a joy to be able to change the owner.

   After all, being a slave to a predator not only has to work, but also has to be used as a ration.

   Work for the survivors in the colony, at least have a shack to sleep in, and don’t have to worry about being wiped on the neck at night, and being caught unscrupulously for pot.

   Until a week ago, they had nearly a thousand people.

   And now there are only more than 400 left.

   is enough to see how miserable it is.

  The players did not take the initiative to communicate with them, but based on the tasks on the VM, they assigned a few people to watch them, so as not to let them have an accident.

The    Guards will arrive within an hour, and then someone will take them and take them to the refugee shelters for placement.

   "Mom... I got rich!"

   Standing on the back of the captured light truck, Commander Quan Shui, who opened the door and walked in, glanced around the crowded carriage, and his face was suddenly filled with surprise.

Potato!

   A whole truckload of potatoes!

   "This car is less than five or six tons!"

  This thing is not a mutated croissant, but a serious pre-war crop. Although I don't know if it is an improved variety, even the most common varieties are more expensive than the mutant crops such as green wheat and croissants.

  Especially in some of the survivors’ settlements, who are more difficult to eat, the price can even be doubled or even tripled.

   These are all seen from the official website setting collection.

   In addition to a truckload of potatoes, there were also some linen bags in the corner of the carriage, which contained some grains such as rice, wheat, and beans.

   I didn't expect these predators to have a well-balanced meal.

  According to the latest grain recovery price of the NPC granary, this truck’s supplies are worth at least five or six thousand silver coins.

  It is more expensive to buy.

   It is common sense to buy and sell equipment in the MMORPG store, and the price difference is zero.

   "Wasteland OL" is similar. The ratio of the early closing price was 1:10, and after several rounds of inflation, it gradually increased to 1:3~1:4, which can be said to be the conscience of the industry.

  According to the game's campaign reward settlement mechanism, these materials will be converted into silver coins as loot, and enter the prize pool of campaign rewards, which will be distributed according to war scores.

   is roughly similar to GTA5's heist mode, but not exactly.

  The spring water folded his hands together with a pious expression.

   "Thank you for the gift of nature!"

   Money or not money is a trivial matter.

   With this batch of supplies, the food crisis at the outpost should be resolved smoothly.

   I hope the price of ramen at Beimenkou Market will not increase.

   "Eating" is one of the great pleasures of this game, as well as the pleasure of exploring and fighting.

  Especially the higher the level, the more energy consumed, and the appetite will also increase, which is very reasonable.

   In reality, he can't even finish a bowl of noodles, and in the game he can eat two big bowls without burping.

   Don’t worry about gaining weight, diabetes, and high uric acid. There are also foods that have never been seen in reality, let alone tasted, which can challenge the limit of taste buds.

   is so happy!

  In the wooden box in the deepest part of the carriage, there are also some jerky with illegible ingredients.

  According to his experience, it should not be a good thing, so he put the lid on.

   jumped out of the truck, and Commander Quan Shui continued to check the next one. At this time, he happened to hear the voices of several of his teammates.

   "Fuck, this car is awesome! 5, 10, 15... 40! 40 shells! Damn, I haven't seen them fired before?"

   "What a waste to give them!"

   "Hahaha, I am here too! This Nima is too fat!"

   "Let's open the market, I bet our income from this mission can reach 500!"

   "Hey... I'm panicking when you say that."

   "What's the panic? What's the panic?"

   "The miner's exoskeleton in the NPC shop seems to have only eight sets left? I'm afraid I won't be emptied in seconds when I go back this time."

   "What the hell?!"

  Khan!

   These guys are starting to worry about inflation for planning.

   However, when he heard that the 2000 sets of miner exoskeletons were going to be sold out, Commander Quan Shui couldn't help but feel nervous for a while.

  The reason why the costume is a costume is because it is rare!

  When everyone didn’t have guns, an iron-barreled rifle could be used as a thigh. Who still uses that thing now?

The same goes for the    exoskeleton.

   Now that he and Lao Bai have "Miner I" in the entire server, the effect of pretending to be forced is naturally leveraged.

   Waiting for everyone to have it, the magical costume has become a whiteboard, and he finally has a bit of an advantage, and he has to start chasing the next version.

  The players not far away are still counting the spoils, showing off and comparing with each other, and having a great time.

  This thing is as fun as opening a blind box.

  Before opening the curtain, no one knew what was inside. After opening it, scan it with VM, and there are still 2 points of war points to get.

  More than 20 trucks were not enough to be counted, and half of them were counted in a while.

   "Hey, no matter what I put in this truck is shit." The Battlefield Atmosphere Team couldn't help but say.

  Quan Shui curiously walked over to take a look, and said nothing.

   "What shit, is that stuff a nutritional cream? I heard that cockroaches make black ones."

  The battlefield guy was shocked.

   "Fuck, can anyone eat something so heavy?"

   "A cold knowledge, the devil's freezing method is similar-"

   "Okay, don't say it anymore."

   "+1, I'm about to vomit."

   "Hahaha, besides, Boss Crow is going to be unemployed again!"

   "Damn it, you are all opening the blind box?! Leave one for the lord, and I'll come and have a look!"

  [I am the darkest] excitedly opened the curtain and jumped on the last light truck, but as soon as he got inside, a woman's scream came.

  Everyone looked over there one after another, only to see that I was the darkest who just got in the car, and jumped out again embarrassedly with a black face.

   "There are several girls in the car... Who are you looking for some clothes?"

  Quan Shui and Battlefield Guy looked at each other, and the surrounding players also looked at each other in dismay.

   "What the hell?"

   "Brilliant."

   "Is it so real..."

  “…”

   You can also guess what's going on in the car with your toes.

  Although it seems like something that predators would do, I didn’t expect the operator to even make this part of the content, and it’s still in the packaging and testing stage.

   By the way, is this content that you can watch without spending money?

   Of course, now is not the time to say that.

  Quan Shui thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have seen a truck with cotton coats and some cotton cloths and the like in it just now..."

  The battlefield guy said immediately.

"I will go with you."

the other side.

   At the junction of the wasteland and the forest in the northeast of Changchang Farm, 200 players and more than 30 NPC guards are walking along the edge of the forest towards the direction of the battlefield.

   Due to lack of vehicles, they could only go there on foot.

   Walking at the front of the team, the tail carrying the rifle suddenly glanced left and right, and frowned.

Seeing the expression on her face,   Siss asked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

   "It's nothing," Tail shook his head and muttered, "Is it an illusion of the tail? Why does it feel like an outing."

  Siss: "Don't feel it, that's for sure."

   Many of these two hundred or so players joined the game in version 0.9 and 0.8. The average is LV5, a few are LV6 and LV7, and a few are even LV3. They just got the VM.

   Regardless of whether you have been a soldier or have relevant experience in reality, after all, there is everything in this game. At least in terms of level, the two people standing here are considered high-level players.

   "By the way, will it be over when we arrive?"

  The sunset has gone down.

   It will be dark in a few minutes.

  Siss: "Maybe, but isn't that a good thing?"

  Tail turned back in surprise.

   "Hey, didn't we just run for nothing?!"

  Siss: "But if you think about it from another angle, if you can't win even those thighs, wouldn't it be a gift if we go."

   "Damn, the opportunity for the tail to show off again slipped away——"

   "Not necessarily."

  Siss suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the snowy **** in front of him.

The field of vision in snowy days is not very good, and the light at dusk is also very poor, but with their backs to the setting sun, they can still see clearly on the half-slope in the distance. go ahead.

   Almost at the same time, the tail also found an abnormality.

   She is agile and can see farther, and at this distance, it is more useful than the perception attribute.

   "In front! A lot of people! One, two, three... Damn, I can't count, at least a hundred!"

   Hearing the player's warning, Liu Ding, the deputy captain of the guard team in charge of leading the team, immediately raised the telescope.

   After confirming the situation ahead, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately ordered.

   "Enemies ahead!"

   "Suspected looter deserter!"

"Ready to fight!"

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   (Only 6K today, really didn't catch up with QAQ)

   (end of this chapter)