This Game is Too Real

  The war entered the fourth day.

  The brutal street fighting turned the street in front of the abandoned department store into a cruel meat grinder, and every inch of the floor was covered with sticky blood and broken corpses.

  The originally neat and uniform battle line became a jagged shape in the continuous pulling, and shocking scars were printed on the surface that had been plowed by artillery fire and aerial bombs.

  The irony is that the three-year war that buried the People's Federation never touched this land, but two centuries after the end of the war, it ushered in the baptism of iron and fire.

  Heng Chi's heart was full of confusion.

  He still remembered that the boss said that the alliance's offensive was at the end of its strength, and their soldiers were frightened by Delu's voice, and they would soon run away with their tails between their legs.

  The recaptured positions are the best proof. However - is it true?

   "Boom!"

  The dense gunfire sounded on time, like a black cloud formed by pressing,

   Rolling over the street, getting closer and closer with a sound.

   Green heads squatting on the concrete on both sides of the street

  The earthen building undulates with the dust that shakes off from time to time.

  Humch is not afraid of the Union bombardment.

   This thing sounds really loud, but through the concrete

  Walls are hard to blow up, and some small scrapes

   Don't worry about it at all.

  The two sides need to fight face to face to decide the outcome.

   Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

  The shelling started on time and ended on time.

  The centurion squatting nearby shook the cement **** on his body

   stood up, raised the guy and roared loudly.

   "Chop them up!"

  Its chest trembled with the roar, like a beast roaring upwards.

  「Oh oh oh!」

  Inspired by the courage and savagery, all the mutant soldiers shouted and stood up, grabbed the guys and spread out to the bunker outside, ready to fight with the alliance soldiers.

  Heng Chi followed behind the guy in front.

  Almost at the same time it stepped out of the concrete wreckage, the deafening shouts of killing came along with crackling gunshots.

  The street it is responsible for is one of the leading to the abandoned department store, and the collapsed viaduct is in the middle of the intersection.

   Abandoned cars are natural bunkers. Simply throwing a few sandbags and setting up a machine gun is a simple bunker.

The church is constantly sending ammunition to the city, they don't need to worry about logistical supplies, they just need to stuff death into the mouths of those human soldiers. from the broken snow.

  From the invisible fog, Heng Chi felt something unusual, the ferocious firepower seemed to reappear from the first day's offensive.

   Isn’t the alliance almost finished? Why come back to life?

  It always has an illusion in its heart, that is, these people in front of it are the same group of opponents it encountered on the first day.

  The only difference is that they seem to be much more proficient than the first day, and they will no longer rush to the muzzle of the gun.

  If it was at that time, it would only take one shuttle to bring them down.

   But now, they have clearly mastered the skills of fighting, even if it is only some superficial skills, it still caused them great trouble. …

"Da da da-!"

  The machine gun continued to spray flames, and in the foggy weather with extremely low visibility, hitting almost depended on luck.

  Heng Chi didn't grab the machine gun, so he could only fire randomly towards the outside of the bunker with the rifle he picked up from nowhere, but it quickly thanked itself for being a little slower.

  Before two shots of smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, the scorching flame exploded beside him with a "boom", flying shrapnel and scalding blood covered its face.

  It turned its face and glanced sideways, only to see the man who was shooting with a machine gun earlier

   The guy was only half of his body twitching on the ground.

  After seeing too many corpses, they actually became numb. A shirtless guy quickly grabbed the machine gun and continued to pull the trigger to fire.

  Heng Chi didn't show a sad expression because the brother who urinated with him died in battle, but a little bit of confusion gradually appeared in his heart.

   Recapturing the street beneath it can really say

  Is the Ming Alliance almost unable to hold on?

  However, this trace of confusion only lasted for less than half a minute, and was interrupted by a roar piercing through the thick fog.

  A giant clad in steel plates stepped over heavy and hasty steps, crossed fragmented bunkers, and suddenly broke into the battlefield.

  Its body is as tall as a city wall, and the steel covering its body is as strong as the armor of a tank.

  Seeing its appearance, fanaticism appeared in the eyes of almost all mutants, and they shouted excitedly.

  Hum Chi is the same!

   Big guy!

  The strongest warrior in the tribe!

  They can't be produced normally at all, and they can't learn a few words of human language in their lifetime, but every guy who grows up is a named warrior!

   They are born warriors!

"Roar-!"

   A howling sound leaked from the gap in the helmet, and while running, it slammed its shoulders hard at the nearest iron bump.

  The human soldier in the exoskeleton draws his hatchet and wants

   resisted, yet the ax was like a toothpick in the face of its bulk.

Heng Chi clearly saw that the ax that slashed heavily on the helmet left only an insignificant white mark on the pitch-black steel, and then the human soldier was sent flying out by that big guy's swift and flowing collision. He fell **** the concrete building beside him.

  A steel bar that was exposed outside the wall protruded from his back, piercing the human soldier through. The man struggled with the steel bar in his hands for a while, then his head drooped and he stopped moving.

"Roar-!"

  The mutant man raised his head and roared, picked up a steel bar from the ground, and then smashed it into the next iron lump.

   Those human soldiers were obviously taken aback by this big man, and were caught off guard by this rampant giant for a while,

   Squatting behind the bunker, humming excited blood, and shouting and cheering with all the minions around him.

  The big guy seemed to be encouraged by their roars, and waved a few meters of steel bars in the center of the battlefield to become more and more courageous.

   In the blink of an eye, two heavy-duty exoskeleton guns flew out and fell unconscious in the concrete wreckage.

  The Union soldiers immediately raised their rifles and focused their fire on that guy, but the tracers looked like toothpicks in front of its huge size. …

Except for the bullet marks scratched on the thick curved surface of the steel armor, there was no substantial damage left. Instead, it aroused the fierceness of the big guy, and the steel bar in his hand swung even fiercer. The tiger is in the wind.

  The already chaotic position was even more messed up when it was smashed.

  The human soldier in the lead seemed to be shouting something, but he couldn't understand it. It must have been a scream of panic.

  However, what it didn't know was that although these Union soldiers were taken aback by the big man, they were far from panicked.

  For example, Midnight Killing Chicken has seen this thing, and many veterans of the Jungle Corps have also seen it. They know that although this guy is difficult to deal with, it is far from invincible.

  「Damn it—this bolter can’t break the defense?!」

   "Brother, you are stuck at a safe distance! Back up and hit!"

  「It’s too late! Cut the rifle and shoot!」

  「Grass, this armor is too thick! It can’t be touched!」

  「Then put on the bobbin」

   As soon as the voice fell, the roar of the engine came from the side of the intersection.

  Midnight Killer, who was about to take out the canister, suddenly looked in that direction,

  The moment I met the headlights, I was overjoyed.

   Chimera! It's the brother of the Skeleton Corps!

  The roaring engine was like a drum of war, accompanied by the broad front of the car, entered the battlefield where gunshots kept coming and going.

   Not a trace of sloppy.

  The protruding edge of the front of the armored vehicle slammed into the giant mutant's crotch.

  The big guy felt as if his lower body had been hit by a heavy hammer, and let out a painful cry. His feet were pushed off the ground for a moment, and he was thrown backwards by the huge car head.

   Right at this moment, the rampaging Chimera stopped abruptly, and the unbalanced big guy had no chance to stand still, so he could only stagger backwards.

   But the Chimera armored vehicle didn't give it a chance to breathe, and the 37 rapid-fire gun was aimed straight at its chest. And then -

  The muzzle, as deep as a black hole, mercilessly

   Spit out thick and long flames!

   "Bang bang bang!"

The deafening sound of cannons was like the sound of war drums, and tracers as thick as pythons shot out from the muzzle of the guns, and hit the breastplate as thick as a thumb like raindrops. The lament of the burden.

   The big guy who staggered back was unable to resist the kinetic energy brought by the 37, and was directly pushed into the broken window on the side of the street.

  Incoming shrapnel and sparks flew out of the window continuously, and occasionally there were one or two ricochets that were bounced off.

  The flickering flames and thick smoke covered the **** quagmire, and also broke the painful howl.

  Heng Chi's eyes widened, fixedly staring at the place where the big guy fell, and the excitement and bloodthirsty in his pupils faded at some point.

   All that remains is boundless fear. Just for a moment—

  The warrior who came to the world with death and glory and was born with the name of the patriarch, was crushed to a pulp by the sparks from the iron box.

   Soon he saw that the gun barrel emitting green smoke was moving slowly, aiming at the position where it was located.

"Roar-!"…

  As if to vent the fear in his chest, Humchi let out a hoarse roar, and the trigger of the rifle in his hand was almost pulled to the bottom, trying to use the fragile flame to blow out the whistling storm.

  The other mutant soldiers around did the same, firing ferocious firepower at the iron lump standing in the center of the battlefield, trying to crush it with a hail of bullets.

However-

   In front of the equivalent armor tens of millimeters thick, the bullets fired by light weapons are too weak, and they are not as effective as the rounded axes in their hands.

  Almost at the same time as the snorting and roaring, lightning bolts as thick as pythons had rushed towards the mutants, exploding flashes of flames on the sloppy position.

  Sandbag bunkers were blown all over the ground, and the sandbag walls that could block bullets were like children's building blocks in front of the 37 rapid-fire guns.

   Fortunately, there was no pain at this moment.

  Heng Chi only felt a flash in front of my eyes, and then it was dark again, and all my senses fell into the boundless abyss with the sound of "pop".

   "Bang bang bang!"

  The roar of the guns continued.

   Until the entire street bunkers were washed with armor-piercing incendiary bombs.

   It seems that the armored vehicle has not had enough fun yet, and the armored vehicle has been replaced with high-explosive bombs, and there is also a round of ground scrubbing against the gaps in the buildings on both sides of the street.

  Although the gunfire continued in the distance, the battle on this street was basically over with the arrival of this armored vehicle.

The players of the Jungle Corps left the bunker one after another, carried their bolt guns and followed the armored vehicle forward, shot and killed the mutant soldiers who were about to retreat with their ammunition boxes, and snatched back the position they had given up to the mutants yesterday .

  「Nice job!」

  Whistled towards the cease-fire Chimera armored vehicle, and the Piltover paratroopers wearing the "Iron Wall" exoskeleton gave a thumbs up excitedly.

  Although it wasn't him who fired.

  But the devastating firepower really made him feel good.

  The Elf King Fugui jumped down from the back of the armored vehicle, looked at the disgraced brothers of the Jungle Corps, and showed off with joy.

   "How is it? Is our new equipment awesome?"

  Xiao Xiaoxiao bookworm: "6666!"

  Model Voldemort: "You're rich, brother!"

  Elf King Fugui smiled embarrassedly, and said haha. "The main reason is that our leader's game sells well."

   Seeing a group of good brothers looking forward to him one after another, the chicken brother with iron bumps subtly moved his eyes away, and whistled as if he didn't see it.

make money? nonexistent.

   Just be content to bring your npc equipment for free! Irena said with a funny face.

   "I suggest that guy stay in Ideal City to move bricks, and we can fight the battle."

  The top cover of the armored vehicle was lifted, and the mole that emerged from the inside rested its hand on the side of the turret, and rolled its eyes angrily.

   "Damn, without my command, do you know where to drive?"

   These dogs!

   It's useless to pretend to be coercive and yell at the command as soon as the wind is smooth!

   Whenever there is a headwind, he scolds the commander for being a cheater!

   It's really tiring to be the commander of this corps!

  Elf King Fugui dismantled the stage with a playful smile.

   "Hey, I'm not bragging, and we're not fighting a legion. Beat up these barbarians who can't even repair bunkers, wouldn't it be over if you just punched them in the face?"...

   Several other players also booed and laughed.

"that is!"

  「This is a woolen tactic, and the wave will be done!」

  「How dare you say that the kick of the gas pedal just now wasn’t enough?」

  Mole gave a dry cough and was really embarrassed to say that.

  To be honest, he is actually a bit of a waver, for example, there was no need to rush so far just now, just stand in the distance and nod your head and you're done.

   But it doesn't matter!

   Forced him to pretend.

   It's done when it's cool!

   Reached out and clicked the communication button on the helmet, Mole resolutely pretended not to hear everyone's teasing, cleared his throat and shouted in the communication channel.

   "Attention all formations, prepare to cooperate with the infantry to advance towards the coordinates of the old settlement site. The former site of Singularity City is over there. Be careful of the mutants hidden in the building."

   There was a quick answer in the communication channel.

"receive!"

   Mole had a satisfied expression on his face.

   It seems that the performance of the Chimera armored vehicle on all fronts is not bad, and it did not embarrass him in front of other corps.

  However, the satisfied expression didn't last for a few seconds, and soon an untimely voice came from the communication channel.

"...this is Chimera-3, we're having a little trouble getting to the attack position! Mutant anti-vehicle fire knocked out our engine, and we're stuck in the middle of the road now—damn , Snipers! Spread out! Spread out to both sides of the street! Fuck you bastards!"

  The squad leader shouted and directed his teammates while reporting the situation on the communication channel. Even if you don't listen to his hasty tone, it's not difficult to hear the fierce exchange of fire just from the ding ding bang bang.

   Sniper?

   Such a big fog, let’s hang it up!

  Mole was stunned for a moment, then his expression became serious, and he said immediately.

  「Report your location!」

  The team leader quickly confirmed his position on the map, while peeping out through the observation window, speaking quickly

   said.

  「600 meters southwest of the department store, there is a subway station and an unmarked office building nearby. I marked it on the map!」

  Mole: "Where is the sniper?"

  Squad leader: "The sound of gunfire should be on our southwest side, and the position has deviated from the firefighting zone

  Domain. has *** set I'm not sure! Probably in the tallest building, maybe in the one next to it. "

  「Circle the approximate location!」

  「.It has been updated on the map!」

  「Got it! We'll be right there!」

   Hanging up the communication, the Mole reported the coordinates of the sniper to the headquarters, and then reached out and tapped **** the turret.

  "A brother is in trouble, let's go to the rescue, let these guys sit in the car honestly, and insist on riding on the **** of the car!"

  Midnight Kill Chicken strode over with a bolter on his shoulder.

  「Do you need our help?」

  Mole took a look at his exaggerated outfit and shook his head like a rattle.

   "No, no, just keep pushing, we've solved the trouble over there, and we'll turn around and come back to support you in a while!"

  Take this guy, at least two or three infantrymen get off the car. This iron lump looks fierce enough, but mobility is a flaw. …

  Killing the chicken at midnight didn't think much, so he grinned. "Good luck, Oak."

  Watching the Chimera armored vehicle drive to the other side of the intersection, he waved to the brothers who had already occupied this war zone.

"Keep going!"

   Before noon, the battle between the Alliance and the Qi tribe entered a fierce battle, especially as Chimera armored vehicles entered the battlefield, the originally anxious battle situation completely turned into a one-sided massacre.

   Most of the ruthless men of the Skeleton Corps are veterans who have just passed the front of the armored units of the Legion in the desert. Although it is the first time to fight in the street, the sudden appearance is unambiguous.

  In just a few hours, the Qi Tribe lost all the positions they took back from the alliance yesterday, and the casualties reached the sum of the previous three days.

  Delu has become red-eyed, like a gambler, still calling for the few remaining men to attack the alliance's position.

   Yet even from the standpoint of the bystander it was clear that it was only a matter of time before that guy failed.

  Garn has given up on that idiot, and is setting up defenses in the block near the research institute. If the situation is optimistic, it will probably last for a week.

   But if the alliance continues to increase its offensive strength, it is hard to say whether it will abandon the research institute, or even abandon the entire Jinhe City and retreat southward.

   After all, the Church of the Torch really has no means to restrain these green-skinned guys.

  If they could, they would have done it

   On the southwest side of the battlefield, in an abandoned office building, an old man wearing an exoskeleton was quietly watching the battlefield.

  Eighty years old is an age for the vast majority of people in this wasteland, but his face is just a little more wrinkled.

  His name is Alzu, he is an apostle, and like Yule, he is a kind of technician.

   The difference is that his beliefs are more

  The old popsicles in the Rongji era are much more determined, and there is almost no existence that can shake him.

  If he didn’t distrust machines, he would have uploaded his consciousness to the sanctuary and become a glorious forerunner.

  In fact, up to now, he still doesn't believe in the castle in the air built by imperfect technology like Sanctuary.

  Luo Gan is the best proof.

   At the critical moment when the church was about to complete the last piece of the puzzle on this land, that guy went missing.

  The Holy Son sent him here to investigate the reason for Luo Gan's disappearance, and at the same time complete the last piece of the puzzle.

  Although he had no evidence, from the moment he set foot on this land, he smelled betrayal.

   That guy's chip is still there. But has become something else.

   Apart from betrayal, he couldn't think of any other reason.

  So those illusory things are the most untrustworthy, and the human brain is the most perfect sanctuary in the world.

   Lying not far from him, the man with the crew cut pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle, coldly spit out the number "two", and the electronic eye attached to the scope moved slightly.

  In this dense fog with visibility less than 20 meters,

  He seemed to be able to clearly see every tiny movement on the battlefield. …

  The other person held a telescope in his hand, looked at the battlefield where the delivery was fierce in the distance, and clicked his tongue lightly.

  「.The alliance spent a lot of money on a total of 30 armored vehicles this time, which requires a battalion of equipment.」

   It is not easy to gather so many armors in the wasteland.

   But thinking that the Alliance had recently inherited the industrial heritage of Boulder City, the man holding the telescope soon felt relieved.

  His name is Red Tapir, he is the executioner of the Tribunal, and he is in the same organization as the mountain falcon who was missing in the mission before, and is responsible for assisting Alzu's plan.

  However, unlike the mountain falcon, he doesn't like to go alone, and usually brings his partner to act together.

  The one lying at his feet is his partner, named Tang He.

  Because of a previous operation, this unlucky guy was blinded by a wastelander carrying a sniper rifle, causing him to replace half of his brain and left eye with a prosthetic body.

  Probably caused by the sequelae of the operation, he is now talking about killing people every day, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't kill people for a day.

  No one knows what the world looks like in his eyes, but fortunately, the diocese has a lot of "pastures" for him to mess around with.

  ’s animals won’t resist either, just pick two out and let him kill them.

  Because of his abnormal mind, Tang He would hardly talk to him except for the topic of murder, so he communicated with the old apostle next to him all the way.

   Staring at the distant battlefield for a while, Alzu spoke slowly.

   “I always feel like it’s not just the Alliance that’s eyeing us.”

  The red tapir laughed.

  「Oh? How did you see it?」

   Arzu spoke slowly.

   "Biological technology is more prominent in the alliance. It can suppress our technicians in electronic warfare. There must be experts helping them."

  The red tapir frowned slightly.

  「Are you talking about a company person?」

   It seems sure.

  Yesterday, he tried to launch an electronic warfare attack on the communication system of the Heart of Steel, but he was discovered by the other side as soon as he started.

  He could feel that at least two completely different forces were staring at him and hammering him, which scared him into a cold sweat and quickly disconnected the connection.

   Almost got half of his good brother's brain burned.

   Arzu nodded slowly and then shook his head slowly.

   "I'm afraid it's not just the company, maybe there are also people from the academy."

  The red tapir frowned slightly. college.

  If it's just a business, it won't be a headache for him.

  Those guys always depend on people to order. If the opponent is not a behemoth like the legion, it is almost impossible for the council to exert great strength as soon as it comes up. And when those guys get serious, the torch has already covered several provinces, so there is no need to be afraid of them.

   But adding college is another story.

  The combat effectiveness of those technicians is not strong, and it can even be said that those guys are not suitable for fighting at all.

   However, in contrast, those guys are already ridiculously strong in the technical field, and their tentacles are all over the wasteland.

   And the most troublesome thing is that very few people know what they are thinking about, what is the motivation for doing something.

   To make an image metaphor, he is more afraid of magic that he cannot understand than those visible swords and swords. …

   Scratching the back of his head, Chi Tapir sighed with a headache.

   "It's hard to do, we small-time guys, how can He De attract the joint crusade of colleges and enterprises."

   Arzupi chuckled without a smile, but his majestic face did not change at all.

"for me

  All the same, sooner or later those bed bugs will die under our feet. "

   After speaking, he turned and walked towards the stairwell.

   Looking at his leaving back, Chi Tapir shouted.

"where did you go."

  The voice of answering the wrong question floated from a distance.

   "I advise you not to underestimate them."

   Chi Tapir was taken aback for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face.

   Don't underestimate what do they mean?

  Are they referring to colleges and enterprises?

  He didn't even think about it, when did he underestimate those guys?

   Just when he was thinking this way, a buzzing sound gradually came from a distance. At first it sounded like a mosquito, but soon it got heavier and clearer, more and more like the roar of a propeller—

   Not exactly like.

   And yes!

  The face of Tang He lying on the ground suddenly changed, his eyes moved away from the scope, he hurriedly looked towards the sky, and cursed out of his mouth.

"Grass"

   Soon the red tapir's face also changed.

  Behind the thick fog, black crosses flew by in the air, and at the same time, there were pitch-black dots thrown down.

  His brother shot two black shots

   Wouldn't it be frankly on the bomber formation? !

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