This Game is Too Real

  What Gann did not expect was that the alliance's high-intensity offensive lasted for three full days.

  During these three days, the light infantry with rifles infiltrated into the city from several entrances in the northern part of Jinhe City, and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with his tribe in the streets and alleys and corridors of abandoned buildings.

   During this period, both sides suffered a lot of casualties. According to reports from the warriors under his command, more than a thousand clansmen had died in the street fighting with the soldiers of the People's Federation, and some of them were big guys who had been transformed with prosthetic bodies.

  Of course, the casualties of the alliance are also not small.

  The corpses piled up into a hill at the entrance of the alley, and the blood almost dyed the entire road red.

  But those people seem not to be afraid,

   Still rushing forward with one brain, yelling words they couldn't understand while firing.

  To be honest, Gann was a little confused.

   It’s okay to say that they are survivors of Jinhe City. If one day the sheep suddenly become anxious and hate them, it is not impossible to kill them even if they want to die.

   But the problem is that those lunatics in the north don't remember that he has provoked them?

   Except for the time in Dust Town.

   But that settlement is not the territory of the alliance, right?

   Just when Gann was feeling depressed, the curtain of the tent opened, and a muscular mutant walked in, and said with fists folded.

"grown ups."

  This man's name is Delu, a warrior named by Gan himself, and also the commander of the tribe.

  When the alliance troops came, the tribe he led was the first to engage in firefights with the alliance, and the fighting area was the area where his tribe was stationed, so Gann ordered him to be the frontline commander.

  For mutants, it really doesn't matter who directs them.

  After all, most of the time, those green-skinned animals don’t have the concept of obeying commands in their minds. Send them weapons and tell them where the enemy is and that’s it.

  So even if the appointment of the commander is a bit sloppy, it actually has no effect on the mutants of the Qi tribe.

   Gann looked at Delu standing in the tent, and said slowly with a majestic expression.

"What's up."

   Facing the leader of the entire tribe, De Luweng reported in a low voice.

"The alliance's offensive has slowed down. Both firepower and manpower are much less than the first day. From this morning to noon, we have repelled their three rounds of attack. I can feel that they are almost unable to hold on. Living."

  Garn was overjoyed when he heard the words, but his face remained calm, he just raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and said in a sarcasm tone.

  「These weak guys, can’t hold on after only three days?」

  Fortunately, he had looked at those guys twice before. It seems that he overestimated them.

   Delu nodded, and the urn continued.

   "Master Patriarch, I think now is a good time for us to counterattack. As long as we go all out to take back the positions they took earlier, those weak two-legged animals will definitely lose the courage to continue fighting!"

  Garn thought for a moment when he heard the words, and felt that what he said made sense.

  Some reasons.

  They have already caused enough casualties to the alliance, and the weakness of the alliance's offensive is the best proof.

  At this time, as long as they can increase their strength and tear a hole in the crumbling defense line of those guys, they will soon flee outside the city like a flood that burst a bank.

  Thinking of this, Gann no longer hesitated, and immediately spoke.

   "I will give you another thirty armed vehicles, one thousand brothers, and twenty tons of ammunition. Be sure to take back the position we lost yesterday before the sun goes down!"

  Hearing this sentence, Delu immediately beamed with joy, his eyebrows like caterpillars loosened, and he clenched his fists and said faithfully.

   "Obey! Delu must live up to the expectations of the patriarch!"

   "Repay me with the heads of those two-legged animals," looking at Delu standing in front of him, Gann's

  The corner of his mouth opened a cruel arc, "Go down, I want to see their heads piled up into a mountain."

   Delu respectfully took command.

"Yes!"

   On the other side, the northern urban area of ​​Jinhe City.

  Beside a half-collapsed viaduct bridge, the Silver Corps advancing to the hinterland of the mutant frontline was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the mutants stationed in this area.

  Compared to the destructive offensive of the first-line corps, the Silver Corps, which has been fighting soy sauce all year round, naturally has a lot of hips.

  But this can’t be blamed for the lack of strength of the three treasures of Yinjian, Yinshou, and Yinda. The main reason is that there are too many cute newcomers in their corps.

  Anyone who can meet the criteria for entering the Death Corps,

   And there are pits that can be stuffed in, and newcomers basically don't cobble into their corps.

  The large corps not only has a high-end entertainment belt, but also has many benefits.

   Not to mention that the group leader is also called the father of Baiyin. If this is added, can multiple fathers come out out of thin air?

   Unexpectedly, Yin Jian gritted his teeth for a while.

  Before the account was built, the dog agreed to become everyone's shield, but he changed the shield to dad instead.

   Is this something people do?

  Of course, he himself is not an honest person. He originally said that he wanted to practice agility, but it turned out that the forum was full of bragging about strength, so he chose strength in seconds.

   In the end, Yinshou was the only honest person.

   At this time, Father Yin, who was suppressed by firepower, shouted

   One sound.

  「Old Sword! The machine gun in front is too powerful! Think of a way!」

   "Fuck, why don't you think of a way yourself?!"

  「I’m so overwhelmed!」

  「%￥#@」

There was a light machine gun on the broken window, and it shot towards the Silver Corps' position, crushing the Mengxin who had finally rushed up behind the billboard lying on the road, and the silver father was leading the team the one.

  With a distance of hundreds of meters, the players couldn't see where the mutants were, and the mutants couldn't actually see them either.

   In terms of street fighting, these mutants still have two skills. Although they look dull, some tactical details are unambiguous.

   But one by one

   Their opponents are obviously not vegetarians either.

  Leading a team of four, the Silver Sword bit the bullet and detoured to a distance of 50 to 60 meters from the flank of the firepower point, squatting by a damaged wall.

   roughly visually measured the distance.

  He took off the rpg launcher on his back, loaded a fragmentation grenade with his hands and feet numbly, aimed at the gun flame flickering in the thick fog, and pulled the trigger.

  「rpg!」

  He roared loudly, injected power into the rocket trailing white smoke with his voice, and watched it blast into the looming window.

   An orange flame flickered in the fog, and he vaguely saw something that seemed to be blown out.

  Machine guns cease fire.

  The troops behind can finally move forward.

  Baiyin Zhijian was about to throw a fist excitedly, when he turned his head and saw Yimengxin lying on the ground straight in a large font.

  Glaring his eyes, he quickly squatted down and patted the guy's face.

  「Fuck?! What’s wrong with you, brother?」

  The man was still in a coma, and the two Mengxins next to him looked at each other in dismay, and one of them couldn't laugh or cry.

   "He got sprayed by the exhaust from the back of your bazooka."

  The other person also nodded and made a supplementary explanation.

  「It hit my forehead directly, and I heard a 'bang' sound.」

  Silver Sword almost choked on his own saliva, when the person lying on the ground finally woke up slowly.

   Seeing the dumbfounded look on that guy's face, he said dumbfoundedly.

  「No. Brother, what is this?

  Recoilless gun, what are you doing standing behind me? ! "

   It was fate not to be sent away directly.

  The guy lying on the ground scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and gave a smirk.

   "I just want to learn how to aim with this thing."

  「噗—」

  Silver Sword was about to spray him a few words when a big lamp suddenly lit up in the distance.

  I saw a wide car head tied with wire, killing out of the fog along with the deafening roar of the engine.

  I saw the six-pack on the roof of the car aiming straight over

  Silver Sword's complexion suddenly changed on the fleshy green face behind the barrel of the revolver and the welded steel plate.

  「Spread out!」

Almost as soon as he yelled, the howling rain of bullets shot over, and two members of the four-person team were blasted to pieces on the spot, unable to even make a sound, they were stuck in the old car behind them with the rain of bullets on the shell.

  Silver Sword was also frightened into a cold sweat.

   Dozens of tracers almost flew past his arm.

   Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, smashed open the broken window with all his strength, and hid in the facade on the side of the street.

  The Mengxin who was lying on the ground survived by a lucky escape, and climbed into the window with a face full of minced meat and blood.

   Pooh spit **** saliva, that Mengxin said dumbfounded.

   "Brother, we agreed that Gaga will accept the head?"

   how does he feel

   That's how hard it is for them.

"I"

  Silver Sword was also angry and funny for a while, and didn't know what to say.

   That is indeed what their corps commander said.

  However, he didn't expect that the new guys really have no common sense at all, they are completely 99k pure newcomers!

   It's not easy to blame this guy, he held back his temper and comforted him patiently.

   "No way, whoever wants us to hit the line of defense with the strongest firepower, it will be comfortable to cross here."

  But there is one thing to say, the mutants in Jinhe City

   It is indeed different from other places, not only the ferocious automatic firepower, but also the vehicle modified by welding steel plates.

  Although the road conditions in the urban area are extremely poor, these green-skinned animals have lived in the urban area for so many years after all, they know almost every road they can walk, and the vehicles always appear mysteriously.

   Coupled with the foggy weather, the aircraft could not provide effective fire support to the ground. They could only rely on portable anti-tank equipment to exchange fire with the opposite side.

  I heard that the Skeleton Corps is on their way from Dawn City.

  After the armored forces of the alliance arrive here, the resistance to advancing should be much smaller.

  That Mengxin was sensible, and nodded excitedly.

  「Okay brother, I believe you!」

  Honestly speaking, although it was a bit difficult to fight this guy, he felt quite exciting.

   Ignoring the oil bottle, Silver Sword tapped the vm with his index finger and shouted into the headset.

  「.Silver hand, silver father, here is the silver sword! There are ten off-road vehicles passing by our side, and they may be heading towards your flank.」

  「That thing is quite powerful, be careful!」

  There was only a rustling sound in the communication channel, and there was no response for a long time.

   Feeling something was wrong, Silver Sword immediately clicked on the communication list and saw the icon with no signal, and hung up the communication cursingly.

   "Gan!"

  Na Mengxin swallowed and asked.

  「What’s the matter?」

  「Signal interference! Eighty percent of the time the car is carrying

   Things like shielding devices! "

  Silver Sword grabbed the rpg launch tube, stepped over the window covered with glass slag, looked at the direction the vehicle was leaving, and gritted his teeth.

   "We have to catch it!"

  Bringing the only remaining teammates, the Sword of Silver chased after the exhaust of the off-road vehicle, and chased towards the position where the large troop of the Silver Corps was located.

   But helplessly, no matter how fast two legs are, they can't go as fast as two pairs of speeding wheels, and it is impossible to catch up.

And then-

  The tragic scene happened.

  The Silver Corps was leaning against the bunker on the street and engaged in a fierce firefight with the mutants, when an off-road vehicle suddenly broke into the rear of the crowd.

   There was no time to react, and the machine gun burst into fire. Just as Father Baiyin wanted to yell to run, he turned into pieces of meat in an instant

   "Father!!" Silver Sword yelled angrily, picked up the rpg on the ground and hit it with a stick.

  The rocket projectiles trailing white smoke straightly hit the welded steel plate in front of the rotary machine gun.

  The burst metal jet covered the mutant's face, and he saw black smoke rising from his face, screaming and falling off the off-road vehicle.

  But soon, a powerful right hand stretched out from the carriage, instead of the guy who fell, he held the machine gun that was missing half of the bulletproof plate, and continued to shoot at the Silver Corps' position.

  The howling tracer created a hurricane in the dense fog, and the Silver Corps, which was suppressed by fire from two directions at the same time, quickly suffered heavy casualties.

   And because of shielded vehicles, they couldn't call in indirect fire from the Heart of Iron, nor could they call in close support from the Air Force.

   Seeing the mutant troops coming like a tide, Silver Hand, who was still on the ground, rushed up to pick up the trumpet that Father Silver had dropped, and shouted loudly.

  「Retreat! Retreat!」

   This is probably the only retreat of the alliance in the past three days.

  But he can't help it.

   Failure to stop the opposing vehicle was a tactical mistake, but even without this tactical mistake, they wouldn't last long.

   It is obvious that the opponent is concentrating on the superiority of its forces to launch a counterattack, and regards them as a breakthrough to open up the battle.

   This is a strategic decision.

  If they don't retreat, everyone will have to explain here, and the result will not change in any way.

  Hearing the shouts on the ground, Mengxin, who was following behind Silver Sword, swallowed.

  「Let’s withdraw too.」

  Baiyinzhijian looked up at the sky and sighed, and suddenly stuffed the vm, rpg launch tube, and the ammunition pouch on his back to him.

   After taking the pile of equipment, Mengxin looked at him in bewilderment.

  「Dude, what are you doing?」

  「VM take it back for me, you can play with the rest.」

"how about you?"

  「.See you in three days!」

  Silver Sword loaded the rifle and strode forward tragically, leaving a stalwart figure behind Mengxin.

  The alliance's position has been advancing for the past three days, and they were pushed back here. Even if the circumstances were justifiable, he really had no face to go back to see his brothers.

  「Long live the Alliance!」

  Don't try to take away the position while Lao Tzu is still alive!

  He shouted and rushed towards the mutants coming in like a tide, and soon disappeared into the vast sea of ​​smoke with a loud explosion.

  Na Mengxin was dumbfounded, and his eyes gradually filled with emotion.

"Brothers"

  Uncle Ben will never cheat you next time!

   Not daring to stay here any longer, he hurriedly ran towards the rear position.

   And not far from him, Heng Chi of Qi Tribe looked at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, his heart beating violently.

  It watched the human rush out of the mist, and after killing his brother in the same tent, he detonated the bomb on his body.

  The hot plasma smeared on its face and flowed into the corner of its mouth.

  This is the first time that the food that made it covet made it feel hot, so that it subconsciously put the blood in the mouth

  The water spat out.

  At this time, Heng Chi saw their leader Delu come to the front, raised the rifle in his hand high, and roared loudly in a rude voice.

   "Victory!"

  The whole street resounded with deafening cheers.

   "Victory!"

  「Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! ”

  After losing two kilometers of positions in three days, they finally won a battle and took back a street from the alliance.

  Even if this street is only a dozen meters wide and a hundred meters long.

  Whether it’s a newcomer to the front line or an old guy who has been on the front line for three days, they are very excited at the moment.

  However, Heng Chi didn't feel any joy in his heart. It always felt that these humans were just the same as the ones it ate before.

   But looking at the brothers who were roaring excitedly, it still roared together, venting its anxiety in the roar.

   Will it really go so smoothly? It doesn't know.

   But this is a battle that determines the survival of the race, a war between different species.

   There is no other way to go.

  On the afternoon of the third day when the Alliance launched a ground offensive against the mutant tribes in Jinhe City, the mutants who had been huddled behind the line of defense finally launched their first major attack.

  scale rebellion.

  All positions of the alliance are under considerable pressure.

  After a round of concentrated forces, the troops of the Qi tribe finally tore a gap in a part of the alliance position.

  However, the total collapse of the defense line that Delu and Gann expected did not happen.

  Almost at the same time when a gap appeared in the defense line, the alliance deftly retracted the defense line at an incredible speed, and rebuilt a new offensive position near an abandoned department store.

  They seem to have prepared for this, and even anticipated where it might go wrong.

  Silver Hand squatted behind the bunker that had just been built with sandbags,

  Both of their good brothers are gone, and there are less than ten people left in the entire corps, counting the newcomers, so they can only temporarily

  Followed by the brothers of the Burning Legion

   Squatting beside him, he laughed and joked.

   "It's really unlucky for you. The gang of animals were just about to get back to the place, and they picked you."

"Hey!"

  Silver Hand sighed, and calmly shook the pot away.

   "It's all because those rookies are so good at giving away! If I see such a soft persimmon lying there, I have to pick it up and squeeze it."

  The rookie who followed him to retrieve a life was immediately unhappy when he heard it.

  「Gah! Can this be our fault too? Who the **** is bragging about taking us flying?」

   "Yes!" Another guy with his arm in a bandage yelled.

   Ignoring his brother's complaints, Yinshou pretended nothing happened and said while looking at the laughing quitting brother.

   "By the way, when are we going to fight back? These **** dare to fight back, they're tired of their jobs!"

   quit smoking and said with a smile.

   "Don't worry, our regiment leader has discussed with the corps next door. They have confidently fought back, so let's give them some sweetness first."

   Silver Hand said in wonder.

   "Didn't you flush them all at once?" Quit shook his head.

"These guys are different from the predators, they are more like something between alien species and predators, they are both fierce and cunning, they can't get out of the cover if they push too fast, the harder it is to hit the back .Why don't you pull back a bit, give them some hope, and let the pigs in and kill them!"

   Silver Hand's eyes lit up.

  「That’s a good idea! Which old Yinbi thought of making rice?」

   is also damaged! Quit smoking lol.

   "Which one of our corps do you think is most like Lao Yinbi?" Silver Hand chuckled.

"I understand."

  At this moment, Fang Chang, who was pondering the map on the front line, called

   Sneezed, but couldn't help but feel a little warm in my heart.

   Dear Dolly must be missing her.

   When this battle is over, I have to go back and spend time with her.

  At the same time, the bridge of the Iron Heart.

   Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang is looking through several

  Shut down the screen and look down to see the hazy battle exploits.

  In three days, although the alliance's front line only advanced two kilometers, and even retreated a few hundred meters just now, the damage to the mutants' vital forces was astonishing.

  According to the report compiled by Xiao Qi, up to now, they have killed a total of 1,207 mutant soldiers, of which 411 were prosthetic mutants, and a total of 217 modified prosthetic bodies were recovered and sent to Jushi Military Industry for analysis and research.

  In addition to this, a total of 219 captives held by mutants were rescued and are currently being placed at the base of operations below the Heart of Steel.

A small number of these people are wastelanders, most of them are residents of nearby settlements like Pine Cone Farm, and Naguo is seriously addicted, each of them is like a puppet with a broken string, just looking at it makes people shudder .

   Putting aside the matter of the captives for now, the number of mutant kills is still rising, and some unconfirmed kills have yet to be verified, and they can only be counted after the front advances.

  From the current point of view, most of the kills are contributed by old players, and most of the newcomers who have just entered the game in the past two months have gone up to join in the fun.

  But Chu Guang didn't think it was a meaningless death.

   It is better to say that it is precisely because of the death of the newcomers that the mutants have the illusion of "I can kill back".

  So even though they suffered such heavy casualties, they still maintained an aggressive combat strategy in defense, and even bravely charged towards the positions established by the alliance in the urban area.

  In the eyes of those guys, the alliance's offensive is probably at the end of its strength.

   After all, the number of new recruits participating in the battle on the third day was indeed much less than that on the first day.

  Look at the current area of ​​the firelight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows,

  Dingguang's mouth curled into a faint smile.

  Tomorrow is the fourth day, and the guys who died on the first day will start to be resurrected one after another, and they will be resurrected with the experience of death and the hatred of withdrawal reaction.

   Soon these green-skinned beasts will find out how stupid their self-confidence is, and the large-scale attack three days ago will soon come again.

   And this time - the nightmare really begins!

  Xiao Qi, who was sitting on Chu Guang's shoulder, dragged her chin and made complaints in a low voice.

  「Master, you are smiling like a villain.」

   Chu Guang replied casually.

   "It doesn't matter, I was smiling at the window, no one saw anyway."

  「Okay, that’s how it is.」

  Xiao Qi was astonished and couldn't help admiring him secretly, looking at his side face with little stars in his eyes, he adored him even more.

   As expected of the master.

   Even such trivial things are planned!

  This is too thin!

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