This Game is Too Real

  The pinecone farm shrouded in darkness, the noisy gunfire was like firecrackers, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground could not see the slightest brightness, and the illuminated place was full of shocking minced meat and blood.

  The door of the walking dead like a tide rushed towards the Union soldiers stationed in the manor.

  Among the flying tracers, they fell down like wheat caught by a harvester, wave after wave like waves hitting the beach, and quickly filled the gap one after another.

  The firepower of just twenty people is not enough to resist this group of fearless guys.

   Those believers who looked like living dead quickly broke through the blockade of the firepower net, crashed into the villa through the gate and windows, and bit everyone like crazy.

   Not only that, some guys in military uniforms can shoot and throw grenades.

   This is the worst!

   "Damn it! Are these guys on the hook?" After killing a living dead man who was shooting with a rifle, his face was pale.

   He has played many zombie-themed fps, but this is the first time he has heard that zombies can shoot.

   "The first floor can't be defended... Lao Bai! How long do you have!" shouted while changing the magazine.

  Near the stairs, Fang Chang gritted his teeth and made a sound on the communication channel.

  There is only rustling electric sound in the communication channel.

   Behind the Seagull drone, they no longer concealed their convenience, and directly launched electronic warfare, cutting off their communication first.

   But Fang Chang always felt that it was not that simple.

  Among the electrical noise, he vaguely heard other voices... It didn't seem to be a pure disturbance, but also an unconscious disturbance of something else.

  In any case, the first floor has been captured.

  Alliance players had to abandon their positions on the first floor and retreat towards the second floor. With the help of barricades and doors, they fought hand-to-hand with the living dead in the narrow corridors.

   Just when the battle in the mansion was fierce, there was a hotel not far from the manor.

  Four men in white coats were sitting in a room on the fifth floor, looking out the window at the Zhao Mansion in the middle of the storm, talking with smiles on their faces.

   "The combat power of ordinary experimental subjects is still too weak. After all, they are just ordinary people. Naguo has not fundamentally changed their physical functions."

  「Sure enough, if you can’t make good use of the tools at hand, the fighting power of humans is not as good as that of animals.

   "Indeed, when it comes to direct combat power, mutants are a more suitable choice... But in contrast, those green-skinned monsters are not very obedient."

  The four sitting here are all apostles of the Torch Church.

  However, unlike the apostles who were naturalized from the wastelanders, their status and authority are much higher than those of the gods who are only responsible for preaching.

  They not only clearly know what the "torch" is, but also clearly understand that what they are doing has nothing to do with their beliefs.

   This situation is not without precedent in the long history.

  Some grassroots personnel who are far from the core of the religious power firmly believe in their own beliefs, and they even make up various scriptures and theories, and devote their lives to their beliefs conscientiously.

  …

  However, a small number of people who are close to the core of the religious authority are very clear that beliefs and doctrines are essentially just

  It is essentially just a tool for them to drive their servants. Although this does not conflict with their piety and enthusiasm, they will let the tool play its due value.

  So wars often waged in the name of gods are not actually for gods, but for secular power and wealth.

  This is the case with the apostles who are really close to the power core of the Torch Church.

  The only difference is that they didn't do this for worldly power and wealth, and there is nothing like that to pursue in the wasteland.

   What they are really chasing after is much more noble than the believers in the classical era.

   All this is for the future of civilization.

   Watching the life that blooms in sparks

  Life and blood poured into the mud, one of the apostles showed an intoxicated smile on his face.

   Whether it is the process or the result, this experiment is perfect!

   While he was quietly admiring the experiment, the other three were chatting enthusiastically.

  「Isn’t the performance of a-111 just enough...」

"Ah, you said Goliath...that thing is really good, but it can only be used as a meat shield. It is a bit reluctant to expect it to play the role of a "tank" on the frontal battlefield. Your Excellency has too high expectations for it. I believe that after this time, he should realize the problem. "

  「Unless some special weapons are installed on it, but not being able to operate it is a big problem.」

"Speaking of which, I have to praise the soldiers in this settlement. Although they are thugs trained by the farmer, their skills are still good. Naguo and Gospel can just make up for their lack of fighting will. The system is literally built for them.”

   "Haha, if you put it that way, I think those serf experimental subjects hindered them instead."

   "Not necessarily, at least it is feasible to consume ammunition."

   In front of the soldiers of the alliance, most of the experimental subjects were only given the head, but the soldiers who used to be the thugs of the farmers here were different.

  They can use rifles, and even know how to load, change magazines, and aim. Even if the aim is slightly poor, this fearless style of fighting still brings a lot of trouble to the Union soldiers.

  In addition to those soldiers who operate rifles, those technical arms can even drive vehicles and operate fixed weapons, which is an incredible discovery.

  Thanks to the cooperation of this settlement, especially the cooperation of the farmer, their research has taken another big step forward.

   And it's not just their progress!

   It is also a step towards the glorious evolution of human civilization!

   Presumably the farmer who is already under the Nine Springs should be extremely honored by the light at this moment

  After all, if it weren't for them, that pedantic and stupid guy and his stupid and ignorant slaves would not be able to contribute anything beneficial to human civilization, let alone leave a single word in this dark history.

  He and his settlement are like a tree left in the ruins, except for the rotten wood in the corner corroded by the years, and it can't do anything except decay in the boat.

  …

  At least for now, these incompetent guys can still be used as firewood, as fuel for lighting the torch...

  The apostles sitting in the room were discussing and communicating with great interest.

  「...Is it muscle memory? I can still operate anti-aircraft guns and automatic rifles.」

   "If there are a large number of trained experimental subjects, injecting 'gospel' into them at a specific moment may be able to exert sufficient power on the battlefield."

  「When commanded properly.」

   "It kind of reminds me of Legion clones."

  「The clones of the Legion are nothing compared to us. Those guys who grow at eight times the speed can do nothing but grow up, but our believers are different.

"As long as you switch between different frequencies of 'Gospel', you can manipulate their thoughts and emotions, and make them complete all kinds of simple tasks... Tsk, thinking about it, the most suitable places for them are plantations and factories, without any training. It would be a waste to send them to the battlefield to consume ammunition."

   At this moment, the envoy who had been staring out the window suddenly frowned, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

   "... I underestimated these guys." The three stopped talking and looked at him. "What's wrong? "

   "It's nothing, a little white mouse slipped out of the cage and happened to find those things we put in the annex." The apostle sitting by the window said plainly.

  The other three apostles looked at each other.

   "Didn't they go after Zhao Tianqian?" "What are you doing in the other hall?"

   "Could it be that Zhang Zhengyang leaked it?" The apostle sitting by the window shook his head.

  「Impossible

  Yes, that guy is just a peripheral person in charge of preaching, and he doesn't even know about the experiment, so how could he know what is under the annex. "

  The sneer on the corner of his mouth gradually took on a hint of sarcasm, and he continued in a normal tone.

  「In short, the bishop has discovered it, and we don’t need to worry about the rest.」

   "The Executioner" will clean up. "Although force is not the specialty of the Church of the Torch, and they rarely achieve their goals through armed invasion, violent machines are still indispensable to them.

  For example, the tribunal is such an institution.

  They are different from the various knight orders under the church. Compared with the regular army engaged in military operations on the frontal battlefield, they are more similar to the role of agents.

  When there are interference factors affecting the experiment process in the parish, and it is not suitable for the regular army to take action, there will be professionals from the tribunal to clean it up

  They are often referred to as "executors."

  Those guys have the best equipment and have received professional combat training. The average wastelander can't last a round in their hands.

  Even the awakened ones.

  Hearing the word executioner, all the apostles showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

  The success rate of those guys’ operations in Haiya and Jinchuan provinces is close to 95%. With the past record of the Tribunal, it is not too easy to deal with a little mouse that sneaked into the laboratory.

  However, what these apostles didn’t know was that the executioner team, which they placed high hopes on, was in trouble at the moment...

  Beside the fence of the manor, rustling trees

  …

  In the moving woods, stood a dozen or so figures wearing exoskeletons.

  They held uniquely shaped weapons in their hands, and the streamlined armor armed them to the teeth. The jet black painting made them perfectly blend with the night

  They are like ghosts, waiting for an opportunity to move in the dark.

  Looking at the blinking [Connection Lost] icon in the tactical eyepiece, Li Jie, the captain of the Executioner Squad, gradually became solemn, looked aside and said.

   "Is there no news from Wu Zhe yet?"

  The subordinate who was stopped by him also had a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice.

   "Not yet... He's too close to the Psychic Intervention Device."

  In the vicinity of psychic interference devices, radio signals will be severely interfered.

  Usually, they get in touch with the laboratory through a wired data channel, but with the launch of Project 03, the researchers in that laboratory have been completely evacuated.

   So now nobody knows what happened there.

   "Damn, what is that guy dawdling about!" A man holding a light machine gun in both hands muttered cursingly, "It must not be messed up."

   Another stern-looking man said softly.

   "That shouldn't be the case. There is only one mouse, and Wu Zhe is not the first time a rookie to go on a mission. This little thing is still done well."

   Is it a small thing...

  Looking solemnly in the direction of the other building, Li Jie said in an unpredictable tone.

   "I hope so."

  Honestly speaking, he has confidence in Wu Zhe.

  That guy can be regarded as the old man of the team. Before coming to Jinhe City, they have cooperated many times, and that guy has never let him down.

  However, for some reason, it was obviously just a very simple cleaning job, but he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if something unexpected would happen.

  Maybe he shouldn't let Wu Zhe go alone.

  But regarding this matter, he actually has no choice.

  Alliance reinforcements have arrived.

  The bishop asked him to keep all the people of the alliance here.

  Although this is not an arrangement in the experimental plan, if the soldiers of the Alliance can be kept, they can easily dump what happened here to the Alliance.

  Alliance massacres in settlements in Jinchuan Province,

  This story is not only convenient enough for them, but the local farmers must love to hear it.

   After all, compared to these "gods who are not interested in secular power", those guys who are clamoring to eliminate slavery and oppression are much more hateful!

   Not far from them, the alliance's transport plane had broken through the blockade of the anti-aircraft firepower network, and finally successfully descended in altitude and speed, switched to vertical take-off and landing mode, and was flying towards the roof of the villa in the center of the manor.

  Alliance soldiers have retreated to the top floor of the villa.

  Once the transport plane stops, the soldiers will immediately board the transport plane and evacuate.

   Never let them withdraw!

  Li Jie's eyes gradually turned cold, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, then pointed at the hovering transport plane.

  The executioner who followed him understood

   The barrel is single, and the portable rocket launcher on the back is removed,

  …

   Kneeling and carrying it on his shoulders, he aimed at the transport plane not far away.

   "The image is locked!" Li Jie snapped. "emission!"

There was a light "bang", and a missile with the length of a forearm pierced through the dust cover. It was thrown out of the launch tube and ignited at the same time, and flew towards the aircraft that had just stopped The transport plane on the roof of the villa.

  The hovering transport plane apparently spotted the missile and attempted to make an evasive maneuver.

  However, with such a short distance, it is basically impossible to avoid it.

  Seeing that the missile was about to hit the target, Li Jie couldn't help but smile. However, at almost the same time, a scene that he could never have imagined happened.

   "rpg!"

  I saw a guy wearing an exoskeleton suddenly screamed strangely, jumped out of the cabin with a run-up, and threw his arms at the missile that hit the side of the transport plane.

  The missile has entered the terminal flight stage, it is simply...

  The man bumped into it, and it exploded into a cloud of fireworks!

   The fragments and flames from the explosion were once drawn into the cabin of the transport plane, and the scorching air current pushed the fuselage of the transport plane slightly, but the transport plane itself was not damaged in any way.

  Looking at the guy who caught the missile with his face, all the executioners lurking in the woods were dumbfounded, especially Li Jie, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

   What the **** is this operation? !

   This is the first time he has seen the "Old Six!!"

  Looking at the sixth child who exploded into a ball of flames in the air, Bai Kedai's eyes widened, and he held his rifle and scanned the forest where the missile hit.

  However, the plane was shaking violently at this moment, and this shuttle only swept a lonesome, and hit nothing.

   Realizing that the attack was coming from the woods due east, the pilot in the Viper's cockpit immediately slammed on the left rudder while deflecting the control stick to the right.

  I saw the "Viper" hovering in the air flick its tail neatly, and then swayed from the east side of the villa to the west side.

  The players in the villa who were about to evacuate also followed suit, shooting the undead with their rifles and moving towards the west side of the villa.

   "Damn... What happened to the missile just now?" The pilot sitting in the pilot's seat panted and shouted at the soldiers behind him.

  He is a pilot of the Boulder City Militia Air Force. He has been flying this plane for seven or eight years, but this is the first time he has participated in such an exciting mission.

  When he thought of what happened just now, he felt a wave of fear in his heart.

  If that guy hadn't sacrificed himself just now, the people on their plane would have died.

  Different from him who was frightened, the man in power armor was very calm, even to the point of cold blood. Even though his comrade-in-arms died in front of him, there was no wave of emotion in that person.

   Staring at the outside of the cabin, Lao Bai said in a deep voice

   "I don't know, but I guess...80% are the people of the torch!" The pilot was stunned.

   "Torch?!"

   "Why don't you think these ghost things came from here?" Lao Bai couldn't help frowning as he looked at the crowded heads outside the cabin.

  …

  For the alliance, the real trouble may be after tonight.

   But now is not the time to think about these.

  Looking at Fang and his party who retreated to the window of the corridor on the west side of the villa, and the surging tide of corpses chasing after them, Lao Bai set up the assault rifle in his hand and ordered loudly.

  「Fire!」

  Including Lost Mengxin holding the machine gun on board, the five players squatting on the side of the cabin immediately pulled the trigger and unleashed fierce firepower on the tide of corpses behind the window.

  A streak of orange-yellow tracers rushed over like raindrops, and those stupid guys fell to the ground in an instant like cutting wheat, and huddled together in the corridor.

  Looking at Fang Chang who ran to the window, Lao Bai roared loudly.

  「Come on up!」

   Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Chang raised his hand to the **** of the gun, and smashed the closed window to pieces.

Then he stepped on the window, driven by the exoskeleton, jumped out of the window, flew four or five meters in the air, grabbed Lao Bai's outstretched right hand, and was pulled into the cabin by Lao Bai .

   Finally out of danger.

  Fang Chang sat down on the ground, panting heavily, breathing in the fresh air.

   It wasn't until this moment that Lao Bai noticed that there was a person on his back—or a sticky corpse soaked in blood.

  By comparing the photos in vm, he barely recognized the face.

   This person is Zhao Tianqian!

  The goal of their operation!

  According to the original plan, they originally planned to control the farmer, indirectly control the entire settlement, and then indirectly collect information about the Church of the Torch, but they did not expect that the group of magicians were already waiting for them here.

  Now the Pine Cone Farm has become this ghost.

   Regardless of whether this guy is dead or not, it has no effect on the alliance.

   "Electronic warfare has been launched on the opposite side, and our communication has a problem, and we have been unable to contact you since just now..." Fang Zhang said while calming down his disordered breathing, looking at Lao Bai.

"It's not just you, we are the same. Their jamming equipment probably covers the entire area..." Looking at the corpse lying next to him, Lao Bai cast a questioning look at Fang Chang, "Why did you put this guy on the ground?" Have you brought it?"

  Fang Chang took a breath and said. This is a bit weird, and I suspect that the absolutely safe "sanctuary... is not actually a shelter or a safe house in the physical sense as we understand it.

  Old Bai frowned. "What's the meaning?"

"To put it simply, the sanctuary may be a virtual space, and it is not even ruled out that the bishop named Luo Gan is virtual... He does not have his own body to communicate with us, and only specific people can accept his consciousness. carrier."

  Old Bai stared at him blankly, not understanding how he reasoned out this astonishing conjecture.

   "Your brain...is big enough." Fang Chang took a light breath.

  "This is just my guess... What is the truth, I have to ask Ms. Chen to dissect this guy's brain. In short, we have to take him back to the military base.

  While the two of them were talking, Luo Yu also jumped onto the plane, and was dragged up by Bai Ke, who was waiting by the side of the cabin.

  …

   Then Quit Smoking and Good Dog. There are only four of them alive.

  As for Xiaoyu's fruiting bodies, in order to break the back for the players, when they moved from the first floor to the upstairs, they were already overwhelmed by the tide of walking dead.

  Fruit body is actually not bad, that thing is like Xiaoyu's hair, as long as there are enough nutrients, it will give birth to as many as it wants soon.

   Just considering that too many sub-entities sharing one consciousness will affect the operation efficiency, and Xiaoyu, who has just been promoted to the mother body, is not yet proficient in business, so the number is controlled at ten.

  However, thinking of the loss of ten sets of k—1

  0 "Iron Wall" exoskeleton, Luo Yu was depressed.

   Fortunately, elder brother Fang promised him that the Burning Corps would reimburse 90% of the equipment loss, or else this wave of "big breaks" would directly return him to several versions ago.

  As the last player jumped into the cabin, the "Viper" transport plane immediately widened the distance from the villa, avoiding the direction where the missiles came from earlier, and flew towards the west side of the manor.

  Glancing at everyone in the cabin, Lao Bai suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.

  「Speaking of Ye Shi? That guy is cold?」

   Unscientific.

  That kid's life is not so hard.

  When he landed on the Heart of Iron, he was the only one who survived.

   "I don't know, he was the first to lose contact. There was no interference at that time. I'm afraid he was already cold at that time..." When he said this, Fang Chang suddenly paused, his face changed slightly, "I see."

   Seeing his expression as if he understood something, Quit Smoking squatting next to him asked curiously.

  「So what is this?」

   Fang Chang said without panting.

   "Annex! That mind-interfering device is in the annex."

   Just as he was speaking, a red flare suddenly rose into the sky.

   That's the direction of the annex!

  Seeing the flashing red light, Lao Bai immediately walked to the edge of the cockpit, grabbed the back of the pilot's seat and shouted loudly.

   "We still have people who haven't withdrawn! Go to the position of the signal flare!"

  Hearing this sentence, the pilot was shocked.

   "Are you sure?! Those guys have anti-aircraft missiles "I'm sure! We have to hook him up!"

  Old Bai stared into his eyes seriously, "You just go to pick up people, and we will figure out the rest!"

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  /72//.

  This game is too real