This Game is Too Real

  In the southernmost part of the Central Continent, there is a beautiful place, where there are lush jungles, colorful seas of flowers, and glowing corals and seas.

  Its name is Haiya Province.

   It is said that many years ago, the area of ​​this land would be wider, and the glowing sea was once a piece of land with a rich city on it.

  However, one day something suddenly fell from the sky, erasing it and the ground under its feet.

  Li Jinrong has never really seen what this land used to look like, only heard a few words from his grandfather.

   It is said that two hundred years ago, the luminous sea was even more exaggerated, and the azure blue arcs were connected together, like burning flames.

   It is said that it is the flame of death. Everyone who saw it died.

  The vast majority of people migrated to the north with the help of the post-war reconstruction committee, and a small number of people still refused to leave their hometown even so. After all, the world is already destroyed, so what if you go to the north?

   After all, it is mortal.

   It's better to walk decently.

  When he was very young, Li Jinrong didn't understand why people at that time thought so, how could such a tenacious creature as human being be extinct because of such a trivial matter.

  Even where grass cannot survive, people can survive.

   And the fact is not the case?

  If those people are really dead, how did I get here?

  What he didn't understand was not only the despair in the hearts of those who remained at that time, but also why those people wanted to escape. In his eyes as a child, there was obviously a better way.

   "Why don't everyone unite and put out the flames of death?"

  He still remembered asking his grandfather that.

  However, when the always wise old man faced this problem, a rare embarrassment appeared on his face.

  “Not all problems have solutions, some problems have no solutions at all, and even if some problems have solutions, there are still problems of succession…”

   "So, what category does our problem fall into?"

  He still remembered that he asked such an inquisitive question, but his grandpa just answered with a helpless expression.

   "Sorry kid, I don't know." Two hundred years ago is too far away.

Not to mention two hundred years, even one hundred years, fifty years, or even twenty years ago, if no one deliberately remembers, records, and spreads... Maybe no one will remember what happened at that time .

   Like that glowing sea.

  Even if it once claimed the lives of tens of thousands of people in an instant, there are still some people today who worship its boundless power and love for no reason.

   Fortunately, the faint blue arc has sunk into the bottom of the sea, and it can only be seen in the dark night.

  In fact, compared to the origin of the Shining Sea, the young Li Jinrong was more interested in the post-war reconstruction committee that his grandfather said. According to his grandfather, that organization seemed to be omnipotent.

  Even though Haiya Province didn't have the settlement planned by the organization, even though the survivors here were a group of "self-defeating" guys in their view, they still didn't give up on the people who decided to stay.

  The signal towers standing in Haiya Province are the traces of their presence.

   It is said that for a long time, even after the disintegration of the post-war committee, the iron towers are still spreading the knowledge of self-help to the nearby survivors over and over again, and calling on the residents of the shelters to fulfill their original oaths.

  During that time, many good people in blue coats appeared in the settlement. The knowledge and tools they brought helped many settlements in Haiya Province to live a decent life.

  The Iron Tower Organization was born at that time.

  The locals and shelter residents helped by the post-war reconstruction committee decided to join forces to help more people, end the wasteland on a larger scale, and rebuild the collapsed order.

  It can be said that until twenty years ago, the iron tower

  Ya provinces all play an important role.

   Li Jinrong couldn't remember exactly which day it happened.

   I only remember that he was still very young at that time, and suddenly from a certain day, everyone in the settlement no longer believed in those guys who called themselves the Iron Tower, but fell into the arms of the Church of the Torch.

  At first, the iron towers left by the War Construction Committee were dismantled and smelted into molten steel, and then invisible high walls were erected between villages, and settlements became isolated plantations.

  He didn't know why it happened like this.

   Just remember from that day on.

  Everything has changed.

   are mutants.

  Holding a telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong, standing on the edge of the hill, looked at the billowing dust on the plain several kilometers away, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

  The number is uncertain, at least five hundred or more, but it should not exceed two thousand.

   There are a lot of vehicles, and these guys are actually a motorized force—half of the greenskins are sitting on trucks and off-road vehicles, and half of the greenskins are running behind.

Although by the standards of mutants, this kind of discipline and equipment can already be regarded as elite, after all, these beasts don't rely on those things to fight, but he still wants to say that these guys don't look like they are going to fight, they are more like chasing Going to a party.

  The man leaning against the motorcycle yawned.

   "These green skins don't need to sleep, they're still wandering outside at three o'clock in the morning."

  The man’s name is Xiao Yue, he is Li Jinrong’s subordinate, and he was rescued by the alliance plane with him that night.

  Old Li suspected that there were traitors in the organization, so he didn't join the organization.

  Although he felt that Lao Li was a little nervous, and he was a partner who went through life and death together, but he was really worried that this guy would act alone, so he stayed with Lao Li.

  In the past few days, they have been wandering around the Qi tribe, investigating clues about the sanctuary in various settlements, and by the way, they also cooperated with the people of the alliance to collect some information about the Torch Church.

   Those guys in the north are shooting big. Information can even be exchanged for food and ammunition with them.

  If it weren’t for the fact that the Torch Church also came from the north, and Qingquan City was called a holy place by those lunatics, Lao Li’s views on the wastelanders in the north might be a little more kind.

   "...They are obviously not as simple as wandering around outside. With so many guys dispatched collectively, they must have a clear goal."

   Putting down the telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong took out the map and unfolded it. He moved his index finger along the grid lines for a while, and soon stopped on a red circle, and frowned accordingly.

   whispered in his mouth. "Pine Cone Farm."

  Hearing about Pine Fruit Farm, Xiao Yue couldn't help but click his tongue.

  It was their first stop when they arrived in Jinhe City, and successfully contracted all his bad impressions of the settlements in this area.

The high-spirited farmer didn't even see them, so he drove them away involuntarily, and yelled that the pine cone farm only talks about cooperation with real powerful forces, and doesn't need them. Those who don't even have a home tramp.

   "Those guys are hopeless. This is a mutant troop of one or two thousand. There may not be so many soldiers in that settlement... I even suspect that there are not enough people for those mutants to eat."

   "Whether it's useful or not, you have to inform them, at least let them prepare."

   Back on his motorcycle, Li Jinrong started the engine, looked at Xiao Yue and said.

   "Are you coming with me, or staying here?"

  Xiao Yue sighed, turned over and sat on the motorcycle.

   "Although I think you're wasting your efforts... Forget it, I'll walk with you for a while."

  Li Jinrong grinned and twisted the handle of the motorcycle.

  The thick and long exhaust pipe spewed out black smoke, and just as he was about to drive down the slope, there was a dull roar from the sky.

  He looked up at a patch of paint

  Black night sky.

  Through the gap in the black cloud, through the little moonlight, I vaguely saw cross-shaped black shadows.

  Xiao Yue, who was next to him, also noticed the abnormality on the top of his head, looking towards the sky and muttering to himself.

"…what is that?"

  Li Jinrong also wanted to know what it was.

  His Adam's Apple moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the jet-black crosses break away from the edge of the clouds, and charged towards the mutants on the plain under the cover of night.

  There was such a big commotion in the sky, the mutants obviously also noticed the abnormality above their heads, and there was a moment of commotion in the convoy driving on the plain.

  Standing on the off-road vehicle, half of his body was exposed. The burly Kuru looked up at the sky, frowned, and his sharp fangs leaked out from his mouth.

  The buzzing roar made him feel a hint of instinctive threat.

  However, at this moment, he obviously has not realized the seriousness of the problem-what it means for a troop marching in a hurry to encounter an air strike on the plain.

   At this moment, the cross flying in the sky began to dive towards the ground, and with the ear-piercing scream of the buzzer, it threw bombs one after another to the ground.

   Hundreds of kilograms of aerial bombs rained down in the sky, and clusters of flames exploded on the plain in an instant.

  The blast blast overturned the trucks one after another, and the mutant fighters in the truck were either killed on the spot or thrown out by the overturned truck.

  The mutants who were blown up couldn't figure out what was going on, especially those guys who were following the truck's **** and eating exhaust gas, and saw the truck being blown up while panting.

   Some mutants thought they had awakened their incredible abilities and blew up the truck in one go. It wasn't until the next second that almost all the trucks were blown up that they realized it was an enemy attack.

   Unbelievable expressions appeared on every ugly green-skinned face.

  The moon is coming out from the west!

   Someone dared to take the initiative to trouble them! And beat them up so badly as soon as they came up! Most of the survivors in this land are soft-legged shrimp, as they were born in life. Those two-legged animals have always been chased by them. Even if they occasionally take out one or two powerful treasures, they will be snatched away quickly. This is the first time they have seen such a scary thing , and so many appear at once.

   No—it can't be said that it's the first time either.

  Actually, as early as that night, they had experienced the alliance's missiles, but no one took that weak thing to heart.

  After all, not many people were killed in the bombing, the strong mutant shook his head and got up.

  The fiasco that Ogg suffered later obviously didn't teach them any lessons. They only thought that guy was a coward who couldn't even deal with a group of weak human bastards, and they didn't dare to come back after failing.

   Facing the planes that couldn't reach them, the faces of the mutants who were blinded by the bombing had blankness written all over their faces.

   This thing can't reach it, and it can't be aimed at it. They didn't know what to do for a while. At the same time, above the night sky.

   After a W-2 completed the dive and dropped the bomb, they pulled up the nose one after another, returned to a safe height, and prepared for the next dive.

   "Hahahaha! How exciting!" Sitting on one of the planes, Mosquito looked excitedly at the clusters of flames blooming on the ground behind him, and his face flushed with excitement.

  Since the war in Luoxia Province came to an end, he was useless as a pilot, and he spent all his free time to join in the excitement of professional players.

   Later, his teammates bombed the kitchen of the barracks.

  This time, the brother who changed to the next-door Corps stabbed Lou Zi, and finally changed him to wipe someone else's ass.

   It can be regarded as the opportunity for him to wait until the stage! There was a whirring sound in the communication channel, and Feng Qing's voice soon came.

   "...Leader, what should we do next? Go back for supplies?"

  The mosquito smiled.

   "Supply? Replenish a hammer! Give me

   Hit it with a cannon! "

   "But it's too dark to see anything on the ground."

  Even if flares are thrown, the visible range is quite limited.

  Without the cooperation of the ground troops, the simple air strikes are indeed a little bit reluctant.

  Feng Qing reckoned that in the round of dive-bombing just now, only a hundred or so mutants were actually killed.

  As for minor injuries and serious injuries, there is no need to count them at all. After all, with the recovery ability of mutants, as long as they are not killed on the spot, most of them can be slowed down.

  Of course, it would be nice to kill a hundred or so.

  At least their first goal has been achieved—to disable the vehicles of the mutants and prevent the group of green cattle from marching towards the Pine Cone Farm.

  As long as the group of mutant troops lose their mobility, even if they didn't die much, the pressure on the allies of Pine Cone Farm will be much less.

   Mosquitoes obviously know this too, and their mission has been completed.

   But one-

   It's too unlike his style to finish the task and call it a day.

   "It's not important! It doesn't matter if you can't see it, just show me the approximate location map and you're done! Brothers, come with me! Quack quack—"

   Laughing presumptuously, Mosquito swung the joystick to the side, turned the nose of the aircraft first and headed back, facing the ground with a cannon.

  At the same time, on the ground where he shot a cannon, the mutants who were stunned by the bombing finally came to their senses and began to disperse to avoid the plane that turned around and killed them.

  Looking at the little flies flying all over the sky, and the burning steel waste on the ground, Kuru standing on the off-road was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth.

   Forty armed trucks!

   He had robbed more than a dozen caravans to collect all the equipment, and he lost more than half of it in just one round of explosion!

   As if blood was dripping from his heart, he was so furious that he raised his head to the sky and roared.

   "Kuru! Fire me! Fire everyone! Shoot down those noisy sparrows!"

   Dazed by anger, he grasped the machine gun welded to the roof of the car with both hands, and swept the night sky in a sudden and disorderly manner.

  Thick tongues of flame and rain of bullets chased after the plane's buttocks, and the tracers flying all over the sky looked scary, but he didn't know that the gunfire had already exposed his position. There was no sign of it.

  The 20mm cannon was faster than the gunfire, and almost as soon as he heard the howling through the air, a string of bullets had already clanged and nailed to the car below him.

   Huge bullet holes climbed from the hood of the off-road vehicle all the way to the mud-stained trunk. The driver in the front row was killed instantly by that hail of bullets, followed by his deputy sitting behind him.

   "Ah~~!"

  The turbid flesh and blood splashed in the carriage, spilling all over Kuru. He was also unfavorable while bathed in the blood rain, and the machine gun in his hand was smashed into waste.

Falling out of the out-of-control off-road vehicle, Kuru screamed and wanted to curse, but saw that his car was not far away, and was blown up by a plane chasing and sweeping behind it, and broke down in the wilderness It exploded into a cloud of sparks.

  A wisp of hot sweat rolled down the caterpillar-like brow and fell to the ground, Kuru's Adam's apple twitched, and finally realized that he had saved his life.

  He struggled to get up from the ground, saw the half of the arm that fell beside him, subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pick it up, but saw the remaining half that was raised.

   Gradually regaining consciousness, the pain crawled all over the body along the wound, and the hideous and distorted green face instantly twisted into a ball.

   Then he looked up at the messy battlefield around him, and the countless mutant fighters killed and injured in an instant, he couldn't hold back the fright and anger in his heart anymore.

   "AHH!!"

   At the same time, the mosquito that completed a round of strafing pulled the nose up again.

   Looking back at the sporadically flickering ground, a look of surprise floated on his face. Having seen all kinds of strange opponents before, he was a little surprised by the courage of these green skinned guys.

   "Good guy..."

  It's okay to shoot at the sky.

   Is it because he is afraid that his eyesight is bad and he can't find where to scan?

   On the other side, next to the hills a few kilometers away.

  Looking dumbfounded at the flames blooming on the plain in the distance, and the mutant soldiers fleeing in all directions, Xiao Yue couldn't help swallowing, and finally squeezed out a word from his throat.

   “…are Alliance aircraft.”

  Li Jinrong half opened his mouth, did not speak, but just stared straight at the plain.

  He had heard earlier that an organization called the Alliance fought with the Legion in the northwest, but he didn't have a specific concept of either the Alliance or the Legion.

   Now he knows.

  The noisy fire rain left an indelible impression on his heart.

  The mutant army, which was murderous and invincible just a second ago, was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames in an instant, and the green-skinned beasts who survived by luck fled desperately under the tracer light flying all over the sky.

  Seeing that there was no sound for a long time, Xiao Yue looked at Lao Li at the side, and said with difficulty.

   "... still need to go to that farm?" This seems to be a nonsense.

  Li Jinrong was silent for a while, then nodded.

   "Go for it." Of course.

   This is not for reporting or something. Those people obviously already know about the group of mutants who have left the city, so there is no need for them to report.

  What's interesting is why this group of mutants rushed to Pine Cone Farm in the middle of the night, and why the Alliance plane appeared above the group of mutants.

   As we all know, Pine Cone Farm is the sphere of influence of the Torch Church, and the Qi Tribe is an ally of the Church.

  Li Jinrong vaguely guessed something, and a gleam of joy surged in his heart.

   Could it be that the alliance has officially sent troops to the Church of the Torch? !

  This is great news... Pine Cone Farm.

  The brainwashing of the psychic interference device has been lifted, but the chaos in the settlement is far from over.

  But the players staying in the settlement at this moment have no time to take care of those crazy guys. Some of them guarded in the annex, and some of them killed the church in the settlement under the leadership of brother Ye Shi.

   "Open the door! FBI! Bah, send warmth!"

  Kicked open the half-opened door, and the kidney fighter with a rifle rushed in first, sweeping around murderously.

  Looking at the guy with only half body, the pastor hiding in the church was frightened on the spot. The grenade that was originally used to kill them all fell on the ground, and Griphook forgot to pull it.

  He doesn't know anything.

  The people outside suddenly went crazy, biting anyone they saw.

   But at this juncture, the respected apostle disappeared, and the sound of gunfire outside was like setting off firecrackers. He was suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do except pray.

  Seeing the pastor huddled in a corner of the church, the murderous dagger strode forward with two fists like excavators, and the two big fists were stuck beside him, grinning grinningly and said.

   "Where are the apostles here? The apostles of the Torch Church, don't pretend to be stupid and say you don't know."

   "I, I—" the pastor trembled, but didn't say a word for a long time.

   "Stop talking nonsense with him."

  Ye Shi walked up to him, poked his forehead with the gun, stared into his eyes and said.

   "Say, where is the basement of this church?"

   "I, I'll take you there."

   Pointed at the muzzle of the black hole, the pastor still didn't have the courage to keep a secret, and tremblingly led a group of people to the basement of the church. It was dark in here.

   Kidney Fighter was just about to take out the flashlight, when Qui-Smoking found a button on the wall, reached out and pressed it, and the dark basement was brightly illuminated by incandescent lamps.

   Putting the flashlight back in embarrassment, the kidney fighter coughed and said.

   "Is there really an underground passage here?"

  This seems to be just a very ordinary study room, about seven or eight square meters, with two bookshelves on the wall

  A table with nothing on it.

  Ye Shi looked at the pastor standing aside. The latter turned pale from his gaze, and hurriedly shook his head like a rattle.

   "I, I don't know, this is the study of the apostle... I have only been in a few times."

  "Generally speaking, you need to find the mechanism to open the door...

  Smoking Quit rubbing his chin, squatting beside the empty table, groping left and right, but he didn't find any way out after groping for a long time.

  Seeing that he was fiddling with the bookshelf again, Killer Dagger couldn't stand it anymore, clicked his tongue, and walked forward with hands and feet together.

   "Get out of the way, I'm coming!"

   Quit subconsciously stepped back and glanced at this guy.

   "What do you want to do?"

   "Hey, I don't need to ask, it's a miracle!"

  Murder's Dagger grinned, this exoskeleton has been installed for so long, it can be regarded as a chance for him to find it useful.

   Without further ado, he swung his excavator-like fist and smashed it against the wall with all his strength.

   That punch was indeed powerful enough, but the wall was not made of mud after all, and Duang bounced back with a muffled thud.

  The wall dust was peeled off, and even the cement underneath was smashed, but the wall remained motionless, and there was no reaction at all. But listening to the voice, I know that the back of this wall is probably solid, even if there is a secret door, it cannot be here.

   Seeing a pair of eyes staring at him, Sha Dagger himself felt embarrassed, coughed, wanted to scratch his head, glanced at his hand and gave up.

   "Uh... not this side, I'll try another wall."

  He also realized that this method was a bit unintelligent, but the problem was that he had already pretended, and when he looked back at this time, he was somewhat unable to get off the stage.

  Seeing Brother Killing Dagger and then walking towards another wall, the Yeshi people standing at the door looked dumbfounded.

   "Damn it... If you can't find the door, what if you got stuck in the passage?!"

   And if there's a trap—

  Before his words fell, the fist as big as the iron pot had already hit the wall, but this time it was different from the past, a crack leaked under the broken wall dust.

  The murderous dagger was shocked when he saw this, and said happily. "There's something behind!"

  He raised his fist and was about to smash it, when suddenly there was a loud noise outside the basement.

   The players standing outside shouted loudly.

   "...Don't move! Put the gun down!" While speaking, there were two gunshots.

  Before the gunshot sounded, Ye Shi had already rushed out, and the other players followed closely behind him.

   After a while, the gunfire outside stopped, and the voices of teammates came from the communication channel.

   "Someone has already caught... That guy came in directly from the main entrance of the church, and bumped into Lao Tzu, hehe."

   "Good guy, after a long time, their news is half a beat behind our task, and they haven't entered the tunnel yet..."

   "Four apostles!"

   "Caught a big fish!"

   "Who is going back to the other building? Ask Lao Bai to turn off the mind interference device, the intermittent signal is too uncomfortable!"

   This is... the customs clearance?

  Listening to the voices of his teammates in the communication channel, the murderous dagger standing by the wall looked dazed and froze for a long time before he could squeeze out a word.

  Blanch!