This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 515 Celebrating the birth of a new settlement

"died?!"

   Hearing the news of his confidant's death, Cohen, who was sitting behind the desk, was stunned for a few seconds before punching the desk angrily.

   "Why did you tell me now!?"

   He has just taken over the affairs of the Falcon Kingdom these days, and is struggling with the post-war reconstruction.

The industrial facilities that General   Claas had been running for more than ten years were destroyed by the Alliance. Those people didn't even spare the machines and engineers in the factory, and they all moved to the town of Bicester next door.

   Just finished dealing with the property dispute in the capital, and then he discovered that the old king's treasury was already poor enough to run a mouse.

   Before he could finish the solution, bad news came from the direction of the great desert.

Wali…

  Thinking of that promising young officer.

  Cohen gritted his teeth and almost wiped sparks from between his teeth.

   Looking at Governor Cohen in the holographic projection device, Captain Adria had a worried expression and hesitated for a while before continuing nervously.

   "As I told you before, we were attacked by a group of unknown armed forces claiming to be the Enlightenment shortly after we arrived in the great desert. Captain Wally... It was at the hands of those people that he died."

   Worried that the five-star commander-in-chief would get angry, Adria did not dare to pause, and continued speaking quickly without taking a breath.

   "However! We have locked the identity of the murderer... Her name is Zhuang Lan, and she is a resident of a shelter."

   Cohen cursed in anger.

   "Where is that man! Bring that guy to me! I swear he will regret coming into this world!"

   Adria said nervously.

"The alliance has caught her, but the group of idiots didn't take good care of her and let the guy run away. I originally wanted to catch the murderer and report it to you, but her anti-reconnaissance ability was too strong, and our people didn't catch up. …”

   Cohen narrowed his eyes.

   "Is the alliance intentional?"

   Adria said with a wry smile.

   "I don't know...but they don't seem to have a reason to do so. They also paid hundreds of casualties in the sneak attack of the Enlightenment."

   Cohen snorted coldly.

  Whether or not the Alliance let that guy go, it would be very difficult for him to trouble the Blue Gophers with this matter.

   But then again, what is the Enlightenment?

   There is even a phase gun...

   closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, Cohen thought for a moment in his mind, especially the clues about Vault 0 and the Torch Project reported by Captain Adria.

   After a while, he said.

   "…Did you get the original plan of the Torch Project?"

   Adria nodded nervously.

   "I got it...including the manager's log, the company didn't leave it alone, and made a copy for us."

   Cohen pondered for a moment, then ordered.

   "Bring those data and that pangolin back to Triumph City immediately... Report the situation of Vault 0 to the Marshal, and His Majesty the Marshal will decide!"

  Although he is disturbed by those who call themselves the Enlightenment, this is not his job after all, and he has more important things to deal with.

   "Governor... Your Excellency."

   Seeing Adria's expression of hesitant expression, Cohen frowned slightly.

   "What else?"

   Adria hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head and whispered.

   "The Arbiter... Something went wrong."

   Cohen was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight from the chair and asked anxiously.

   "What do you mean?! Fault? Didn't you tell me before that it's just a small problem that doesn't have much impact?!"

   He remembered it well.

Although the    phase gun can disable the deflector shield and anti-gravity device formed by the graviton, it will not affect the hull structure of the airship.

Adria reported this to him before - 'Although the airship landed from a high altitude due to the influence of the phase gun, the crew of the Adjudicator minimized the damage of the hard landing through their excellent driving skills. It will be fixed in a week. ’

  It's been a week already, why did it become "something went wrong"? !

   Adria explained with a bitter face.

   "I didn't expect it to turn out like this. My engineer told me it was just a small problem at first, but the more the problem is fixed, the more..."

At first, his engineers swore to him that they could fly by just changing the wing, but when they replaced the wing, they found that the connection between the wing and the airship, and even the entire piece of structural steel appeared to varying degrees. of cracks.

   Cohen stared at him.

   "The core of the frigate is not damaged, right?"

   "That's not! Absolutely not!" Facing the murderous gaze, Adria immediately said, "The core of the frigate is normal! The damage is only the hull of the airship..."

   Maybe they should learn from the Alliance and get a large parachute and cushioning bag for the airship.

   However, the chance of encountering a phase gun attack is too rare, and the buffer compartment inside the airship is sufficient for ordinary falling accidents.

   Because of an accidental accident, I want to convince the Air Force Equipment Manufacturing Bureau and the logistics department... This is probably not an easy task.

   Cohen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and soaring blood pressure, and said as calmly as possible.

"how long it takes."

   Looking at the hologram in front of him tremblingly, Adria whispered.

   "...some accessories need to be sent from the west side of the Great Desert, at least three months."

  Cohen: "I %￥#@!"

  …

   Late at night.

  The camp not far from the industrial building is brightly lit at the moment.

  The players dragged the tables to the open space in the middle of the camp, next to the cauldrons for stewing meat and the racks for the barbecue.

   Several power-based players were busy skinning the newly captured mutant stag and hyena, while a few players who were not afraid of death gathered around an unseen alien to test poison.

   "What is this? It looks weird..." Father Silver held a stick and curiously poked the furry alien lying on the ground.

   This guy is black all over, a small one, covered with uneven layers of hair, and round eyes like light bulbs. It is too small to say that it looks like a monkey, and that it looks like a bat without wings. A pair of sharp fangs look penetrating, and its ears are ridiculously large.

  No one knows where it came from. It is said that a certain player picked up this thing at the door, so he threw it here.

   I really couldn't decide whether this thing could be eaten or not, so the Silver Sword gave up and threw it aside and said with a sigh.

   "Hey, if only Na was here!"

  The Silver Hand said with a smile.

   "Persecute Lao Na again!"

The   Silver Sword gave him a white look.

   "What is persecution! It's called making the most of everything!"

  Father of Silver couldn't help laughing. .

   "Hahaha! You want to die laughing at your father!"

   The two scolded almost in unison.

"roll!"

   The little guy tilted his head and learned to cry.

"roll?"

   Silver's father's eyes lit up, and he leaned in and stared at the little thing sitting on the ground.

   "Hey?! This ugly thing can talk?"

  Silver Sword and Silver Hand looked at each other.

   "Did you hear that?"

"No…"

   "Cut, you two useless things, put the SSSR-level pet in front of you and you will miss it!"

   glanced at it disdainfully, and the father of silver squatted down and patted its head with a hippie smile.

   "Ugly thing, scream, daddy - oops!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he took a bite on the nose. Taking advantage of the gap between his backwards, the "ugly thing" slammed into his face, kicked his hind legs hard, jumped to the ground, and disappeared without a trace. .

  Silver Sword hurriedly supported the good brother who fell backwards, and the Silver Hand on the side didn't care about him at all, and went straight to chase the SSSR-level pet that had slipped away.

   "Fuck! Are you alright??"

  Father of Silver covered his nose with his hands.

   "The grass... swollen."

   "What's swollen?"

  Father of Silver grimaced and let go of his hand.

   "My nose..."

   Seeing the nose the size of a ping-pong ball, the Silver Sword let out a puff, and let out a **** with a heartless laugh.

   "Pfft hahaha!"

   In the end, the little guy was caught by the "Pangolin" comrade who happened to pass by. Because it didn't look delicious, he gave it to the father of silver.

Resisting the soreness of his nose and his strange eyes, Dad Baiyin took the little guy to Meng Liang, the researcher on the boat, but unfortunately, the thing he picked up was not some kind of SSSR-level magic. Baby, it's just an ordinary alien.

  Its teeth are slightly poisonous, just in case, Meng Liang gave the unfortunate brother an anti-inflammatory injection.

  Because the pronunciation of its call is very similar to "rolling", it is listed as "rolling beast" in the official picture book, and it is not recommended to eat.

   In order to avenge this guy for making himself ugly, the father of silver gave it the name of "ugly thing", but due to the opposition of his good brothers, he was finally forced to change it to "briquettes".

   That little thing does look like a briquettes.

  Father of Silver still had a little hope in his heart.

   What if?

  What if he grows up, he will become awesome?

  The ugly duckling can turn into a swan!

   He doesn't expect it to grow a bunch of tentacles like Xiao Yu, but at least it's better than the dying wholesale goods like Death Claw, right?

   It's not good, it's fine to ride.

   Stuffed a piece of sliced ​​meat into this guy's mouth, and the father of silver sighed leisurely.

   "Brilliant briquettes, you can eat more, the future of the Silver Corps is counting on you."

   The briquettes, who were biting at the meat, tilted their heads.

"roll?"

  Father of Silver: "...%￥#@!"

   This ugly thing can't be saved!

  Although there were some small episodes, in short, thanks to the poison test of the physique-type players, the food that can be served on the table is basically the kind that can be eaten without any problem, and there is not a big problem.

   In addition to those foods that are not normal or have some special appearances, there are occasionally some normal delicacies.

   Such as creamy mashed potatoes, garlic and salt toasted bread, fried rice with chopped sausage and diced carrots, grilled double-headed beef steak, and unlimited beer and wine.

   Chu Guang had confiscated a lot of good wine from the Falcon King's wine cellar before, which came in handy now. Originally, he didn't like to drink, so he waved his hand to give benefits to players and "NPCs".

   Some survivors stood beside the tent, watching the lively people curiously, and joined in one after another under the instigation of the atmosphere.

  I don't know what they're doing, but it seems that food and wine don't cost money.

  Looking at the people who seemed to be celebrating something, Rama who followed behind Chu Guang was full of surprise, and asked in a hoarse voice.

   "What are they... doing?"

   Looking at the burning bonfire, a smile twitched at the corner of Chu Guang's mouth.

   "Celebrate the birth of a new settlement."

   Hearing this sentence, the surprise in Rama's eyes became more obvious.

   After hearing the story of the Pioneer from Chu Guang, she thought Pioneer City was a heavy name, but it didn't seem to be the case.

   glanced at Rama, Chu Guang probably guessed what she was surprised about, so he briefly added.

   "We seldom grieve outside of funerals, and those who are remembered by us must not want us to be depressed for them all day long, but to continue walking with their ideals."

  Lama nodded blankly, obviously not understanding that look.

  Chu Guang did not explain, just smiled and said.

   "Don't always follow me, go and enjoy the celebration... Tonight's food and drinks are free. If you're not interested, go to bed early."

   "Tomorrow I will explain to you the work you have to do."

   After he finished speaking, he walked to the position reserved for him by the players alone, leaving Rama standing there at a loss.

  As the manager of the Alliance, the Marshal of the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and the Honorary Captain of the Heart of Steel… He naturally had to sit at the top of the long table.

The    faction BOSS has to look like a BOSS.

   This is also part of the player's sense of substitution.

   Chu Guang, who was sitting in the first place, poured himself a glass of the strongest wine.

   Looking back at the pair of fiery eyes, he held the fiery wine glass, raised it high to the players and NPCs present, and said in a solemn and loud voice.

   "Cheers to the future of Pioneer City!"

   answered him with excited shouts.

"cheers!"

   "Long Live the Pioneer City!"

   "Long live the managers!"

   "Long Live the Alliance!"

  The preparatory work is over, the banquet officially begins, the noise is endless, and people's laughter and the intertwined voices can be heard everywhere.

  The city named after the former partner will be the fourth survivor settlement established by the Alliance after Fallen Leaves City, and also another "overseas" enclave of the Alliance after Bicester Town.

  The warriors from the alliance are offering congratulations and blessings to the newly born pioneer city in the form of celebrations, and at the same time, they are also celebrating their partners who are about to part ways.

  The Heart of Steel has been repaired, and will embark on the return journey after tonight.

  The vast majority of players will return to Dawn City with the Heart of Steel, but there are still more than 100 players who decide to stay.

   They will continue the unfinished mission, explore the unexplored ruins in the "East Industrial Zone of the Yuanren Union", and search for the whereabouts of the Enlightenment Society active in this area.

  Although this means that you may miss the wave next spring, "Wasteland Online" itself does not stipulate how you must play it.

   Even if you skip the main line, there are many things you can do.

   As for the archive, don’t worry about that.

  Chu Guang has ordered the transfer of one hundred dormant capsules from the airship to the surface.

The    Alliance's infrastructure assistance to the Lion Kingdom and Honey Badger Kingdom is not just roads and railways, but also power grids and communications.

   Especially the communication part.

   At present, the easternmost signal tower of the alliance has been inserted into the town of Bicester, and soon, the city will also erect a cauldron for sending and receiving signals.

   Although the signal in the big desert is unstable, there is always a time when it is stable. After the dormant cabin completes the scan, it is enough to transmit the data back when the weather conditions are suitable.

   Reduce the frequency of death, use save points in rotation, and a hundred dormant cabins, the save requirements of hundreds of players can still be satisfied.

  As long as you follow the big army, archiving is never difficult...

   Just when the Alliance was celebrating the "birthday" of the pioneering city, Captain Adria was having a headache for the nearly 1,000 marines, flight attendants and many officers who were returning with the airship who were trapped in the desert.

   The problem of food is easy to solve. The Adjudicator carries a lot of supplies. The Falcon Kingdom is not too far away from here, and it’s all over.

   But apart from eating, it's almost all problems!

   First of all, the airship needs to be overhauled. The marines and crew members who originally lived in the airship had to withdraw from the airship to camp.

   There are no natives that can be requisitioned nearby, and there are only a few laborers on the airship. While camping is a compulsory course for Marines, the young masters on the Adjudicator and the Marines on the Heart of Steel are two completely different things.

The latter at least have to fight with the wastelanders, and often go out of the supply line to fight. Picking up garbage and setting up a tent is a piece of cake, and rubbing guns and bullets is even more commonplace. Even the lathes for processing hardware tools and even the furnaces for making iron are not enough. Take it with you.

   As for the former, they usually stop at the airport of Triumph City together with the Adjudicator, so there is no chance of "foreign warfare" at all, otherwise there would not be a situation where the Marine Corps and the crew together would only have a total of 1,000 people.

   As for bringing some slaves from the Falcon Kingdom to serve them...

   Even if he lost his mobilization ability, there were not many young men left in that kingdom.

  Light is not enough, what they need now is someone who can do the job.

  Too many captives were left in Bicester, and those sturdy young men would rather eat dirt in the desert than go back and be cattle and horses for them.

  Adria had the cheek to ask Cohen for help, but the latter immediately turned black after hearing his request, and hung up the phone after he thought of a way.

  So, even if there is no experience in survival in the wild, five hundred marines can only drive ducks onto the shelves and bite the bullet.

  Fortunately, I didn’t forget what they taught in the military academy and the boot camp. They were busy with each other, but they put up tents one by one.

   Looking at the crooked linen tent in the ruins, Adria's brows couldn't help twitching.

   His adjutant ran to his side and whispered nervously.

   "One hundred tents left..."

   Adria's eyes widened.

   "How can there be so much difference! Call me the logistics officer!"

   "It's nothing to do with the logistics officer, it's mainly because there are more people..." The adjutant explained with tears in his eyes, while quietly glancing in McClen's direction.

   Adria understood the meaning of his adjutant in seconds, but McClen, who was standing beside him, obviously didn't understand.

  The shabby living environment made him recall the brief time in the Union prisoner-of-war camp earlier.

   The thought of revisiting the heart-wrenching memories tonight made his face not very good-looking, and he couldn't hold back his yin and yang words.

   "...You're amazing at camping."

   "We only prepared enough tents for us..."

   Considering this nobleman's status, Adria saved him a little face and said it very euphemistically, but McKellen didn't appreciate it and complained relentlessly.

   "I don't think this is the problem."

   Hearing this, Adria's temper also came up, and he sarcastically returned.

   "No way, our tents were enough. Who would have thought that when we went back, there would be hundreds of guys who were defeated and had to be served."

   McClen's face stiffened.

   Seeing that this guy was about to become angry, Adria didn't want to talk too much, and looked at the adjutant beside him with a dark face.

   "I'm going out for a walk."

After   , he walked out of his camp with several guards.

   However, there was no good place to turn around. After turning around twice, he unconsciously walked towards the Alliance camp.

   Last week, when the corporate and academy people were still there, he and McClen were living in the Union camp.

   Better than…

   Going to borrow another night?

   He didn't have any psychological burden, anyway, he didn't lose to the alliance.

   Looking at the camp not far away, Adria was thinking about how to say this. Before she got close, she suddenly smelled the fragrance of barbecue and sniffed subconsciously.

   Caught in the wind was not only the smell of barbecue, but also the loud and noisy sound, which made him swallow a mouthful of saliva by the conditioned reflex, and he couldn't help frowning again.

   "What are those people doing?"

   The guard beside him looked blank, and seeing the commander's eyes, he quickly separated three people and ran forward to check.

   Adria waited for a while.

   Soon, one of them ran back from the front.

   "Report! The soldiers of the Alliance seem to be celebrating the establishment of the new settlement."

   "New settlement?!"

   There was a bad premonition in Adria's heart, do the residents of the alliance still plan to stay here and not leave?

  Although this is a land without owners, he didn't make irresponsible reasons, but he still had a bad premonition in his heart.

   This déjà vu appeared in his heart once when the Alliance was going to Bicester Town.

   What are those blue hamsters going to do? !

   "Take me there." Adria said solemnly.

   The soldier stood at attention and walked straight.

"Yes!"

   walked forward quickly with a group of personal guards, and he quickly saw the two personal guards who were sent before, who were now being entangled by two alliance soldiers.

   One of them, probably drinking too much, extended his hand to one of his personal guards with a smile.

   "Yo, big nose, come in and have a drink? Hahaha, hiccup... Go and call your pangolin too! Just say... His uncle looks down on him and wants to show off with him!"

   pushed away the hand touching his chest, the Willant soldier said with a dark face.

   "Who knows if you have poisoned your wine!"

   I curled my lips in the darkest disdain.

   "Cut, do you think we are the same as you?"

   The Willant soldier stared.

"What do you mean?"

   "What? Make a gesture?" I gave him the darkest look, then looked at the debtor next to him with big eyes, "Help me beat this guy!"

   Debt drank a little, but not too much, and shook his head into a motor.

   "Don't fight, Lao Tzu's intelligence department, you can find a construction worker."

  I'm the darkest: "Gan! Shameful thing!"

   Debt and big eyes: "Zhuo! You are so good at it!"

   "Stop!"

   Seeing that the drunkards from the two alliances were about to do it on their own, Captain Adria was so frightened that he quickly stepped up and shouted at the two of them.

   There is no way, his own guards are too close, he thinks it will not work.

  If this is involved, whoever is in the dark can tell clearly, and if whoever fires a shot, the ceasefire agreement will be signed in vain.

However, what Adria didn't know was that the two of them actually had a good relationship. They were just joking, and they didn't mean to do anything at all, not to mention a perception department and an intelligence department. .

   took a look at the big nose, I didn't recognize this face the darkest, and asked impatiently.

"Who are you?"

   Debt also glared at him with big eyes.

   "That's right! Why are you yelling so loudly!"

   Staring at the two rude residents of the shelter, Adria said with a stern face.

   "Where's your manager?"

   I rolled my eyes the most.

   "What does it have to do with you."

  What about Captain Wan?

   His buddy is also a commander!

  You are so special with your level!

   Not wanting to entangle with these two drunks, Adria resisted the urge to get angry, took a deep breath to calm down, and said at a slower pace.

   "Speak to your manager for me, just say that Captain Adria wants to discuss something with him... You don't want to be punished by your commander for making a mistake."

   As soon as I heard it was a serious matter, I put away the hippie smile and waved my hand.

   "Hey, tell me earlier... I'll wait for you at the door."

   With a murderous gaze, Adria watched the two fellows limping towards the gate.

   After waiting in the cold wind for a long time, he finally waited for someone to come out from the gate of the camp.

  Adria adjusted his collar, but after seeing the man clearly, his face turned black.

   He thought that the manager of the alliance would come out to see him in person, but he didn't expect it to be the two rude drunkards again.

  I'm the darkest: "Hiccup... Our manager drank too much. He said he had something to talk about tomorrow. He also said that the room before you has been reserved for you, and you can go there for one night if you don't mind."

   Adria was overjoyed, and the previous unpleasantness disappeared, but she was embarrassed to show on her face.

   "Drinking too much? Hehe," he said with a stern face and a snort with his nose, "Let's talk about it when he wakes up!"

  This wine smells weird.

   Two bottles in a while.

   Thought in his heart, Captain Adria reluctantly waved his hand and walked towards the camp gate with a group of personal guards.

   Looking at the backs of those big noses walking towards the camp, I suddenly remembered something in the darkest, and shouted at his back.

   "Oh, by the way, our manager seems to have said something, saying that if you look at your kennel, you will know that it is not a place where people live, let me—"

   Before he could finish his words, he was covered by a big eye on the side.

   "Are you so stupid, why did you say this?"

  I am the darkest: "Woooo!"

   Hearing the voice from a distance, Adria almost didn't fall, and with a dark face, she accelerated her pace, pretending not to hear it.

   The guard next to him gritted his teeth in anger, but seeing that the officer didn't respond, he had no choice but to let it go...

   (end of this chapter)