This Game is Too Real

  The afternoon sun is continuously elongated by the gray-green spore cloud. Although noon is the time when the slime mold fruiting bodies are the least active, this rule is reversed during spring and winter.

  Even under the constraints of the sun, due to the more suitable temperature, the frozen fruiting bodies instead glow with the breath of life, and a dark gray gas slowly floats out of the mouth and nose.

   However, perhaps because the prey has not appeared yet, they have no other redundant actions.

   He just stood quietly on the devastated street, with his expressionless eyes facing the most active direction of life.

  As if waiting for something.

  Alliance soldiers were also watching them, and a pair of light and heavy machine guns stood on the edge of the window.

   Now is not the best time.

  They are also waiting, waiting for the slime molds to congregate in the streets, then call in artillery fire to tear them apart, and machine guns to harvest what remains.

  The alliance's No. 06 defense area is located at the waist of the entire defense line cut into 20 sections. The pressure here is not as severe as the 10th and 11th sections, and it is not as leisurely as the 1st and 20th sections. It is calm at the moment.

  On the frontier No. 1 position, the roof of an abandoned office building has been reinforced.

  Spring held the binoculars in his hand and stared at

   Pointing in the direction of the north.

In the direction he was looking at, a four-wheel pickup truck with welded steel bars and buckets, under the cover of 4 players, drove out of the open gate and rushed to the position that was wandering close to Chi Chi eaters.

   Except for the driver who is a level 20 old player, the other four are all new players who have just entered the game.

  They held bolted rifles in their hands, crowbars or short knives on their backs, dressed in a more "fashionable" style than the predators, and their faces were more eager to try.

   "Awesome! Is this the wasteland?"

   "Is that a zombie? It's a little shorter than expected, and why don't they wear clothes?"

   "Stupid! It's been 200 years, why are you still wearing clothes?

   "What zombie, that thing is called a gnawer! It was conjured by Mushroom!"

   "Fuck? Mushroom? Isn't this similar to Warhammer's green skin?"

  “I think the difference is quite big.”

  Worried that these guys got excited and missed the point, the old player sitting in the pickup truck honked the horn.

   "Don't picnic, keep an eye on your target, I'm not kidding you, you have reached the front line, this is no joke.

   Their mission is simple.

   Those are the nibblers who got in the way before clearing the position.

  Although these guys are not strong in combat, they will consume the machine gun ammunition on the side of the alliance position as cannon fodder. Regular cleaning of these guys before the tide comes is also a daily routine for each defense zone before the wave comes.

   "Old man, what will happen in reality if you die in the game?" A female player wearing a football helmet was both excited and nervous, holding the rifle tightly in her hand.

   It was the first time someone called him boss, the level 20 player smiled embarrassedly and made fun of it.

   "What happens when you wake up." The girl froze for a moment.

   "What happens."

   "Will wake up."

   "Poof."

  It’s actually not that simple. He still remembers that when he died for the first time, he couldn’t go online for three days, crawling like ants all over his body, and lay flat on the bed at night with his eyes open and couldn’t sleep. …

   But it would be nice to experience it a few more times.

  People will inevitably feel uncomfortable when entering an unfamiliar environment from one environment, but after a period of time, most people can adapt to this kind of life of "switching back and forth between the two worlds".

   Just as the two of them were exchanging a few words, the nearby nibblers had already gathered towards this side because of the harsh horn earlier.

  The old player coughed and ended the chat.

  Looking at the gathered eaters, the four Mengxins tense instantly

   Tightened sensitive nerves.

  A strength player was the first to raise the "Ripper" rifle in his hand, aimed at the one closest to him and pulled the trigger.

   There was a bang, the bright flames flickered forward, and gravel and dust jumped up on the concrete blocks not far away.

  The huge recoil hit his shoulder, pushing his body backwards.

  Although the shot didn't fire, but seeing the blue smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun, the player was as excited as a child of two hundred catties, his face flushed with excitement.

  This feeling!

   is a real guy!

  This is much more fun than that water gun!

  Seeing the ignorant look, the old player in the pickup truck smiled.

  Thirty-meter slow-moving targets were missed.

  However, he didn't laugh at these fledgling rookies, but just pointed out patiently.

"Don't panic, you're a strength system, you can definitely hold the barrel of the gun. Remember to separate your legs back and forth, bend your knees, and sink your center of gravity. Don't stand there like a pillar. You won't be able to run away when you encounter a creeper. - Fuck, I didn't tell you to run, what are you running for?"

   "I, I, I kite!" An agility player retreated while pulling the bolt to reload.

  The old player sitting in the pickup truck couldn't help but hold his forehead.

   "Just a few eaters, you kite a hammer, insert a side knife and **** them! Stab their necks, and the **** of the gun hits their heads in turn! It's not much faster than you shooting a gun!"

  The old player sitting in the car kept yelling and commanding, and amidst the continuous sound of the horn, the nibblers surrounded his car.

  Already at level 20, of course the man is not afraid of a few nibblers, put down the handbrake and step on the switch, the jagged bucket instantly flipped the few nibblers who were pounced on the hood out.

  The four Mengxins were encouraged by seeing this, and they all mustered up their courage, pulled out the crowbar and short knife on their backs, and rushed towards the eaters who surrounded the pickup truck with howls.

  As the sticks and short knives greeted indiscriminately, black plasma splashed on the battlefield, and in a short while there were more than a dozen nibblers lying on the ground.

  The battle lasted for half an hour.

  The blood-soaked newbies were panting heavily, but their faces were not tired at all, but they became more and more excited.

  When they first saw these monsters with teeth and claws, they were shocked by the realistic modeling.

  The result feels nothing more than that.

"Boss, I feel that the fighting power of this gnawer is not good enough." Wiping the black blood on his face, the power player with a rifle walked to the side of the pickup truck and said with a smile, "Is there a stronger one?" Alien? The slightly more exciting kind.

  The old player sitting in the car lit a cigarette, and was immediately happy when he heard this sentence. …

   "Stronger? That must be there! I'll take you to the death claws in a while!"

  Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words.

"real?!"

  The old player said cheerfully.

   "That has to be true, but wait until you survive the wave."

  Death is a link that all players will eventually face. Anyway, they will die sooner or later. It is good to die early.

  According to the feedback from players on the forum, the opportunity for most people to grow is after the first death.

  Whether it is the understanding of the game or the experience of fighting, it will be sublimated after three days of rebirth.

   The task of the Gnabblers to clean up came to an end, and everyone began to clean up the battlefield.

  Under the old player's command, the four newbies carried the body of the gnawer, and carried it onto the pickup truck with a grunt.

  The fruiting body of slime mold can be used to produce nutrient paste and fertilizer, and can also be used to recycle active substances for making clones.

  It’s no problem to sell this carload of corpses for dozens of silver coins, and you can pay for an automatic rifle after a few more trips.

   Commander Quanshui standing on the top of the building saw the end from the beginning. Kakarot, who was carrying a rifle, walked up to him and said with a grin.

   "The quality of this new class is not bad.

"really.

   Putting down the binoculars, Quanshui also smiled and said, "There are shadows of us back then.

  Kakarot: "Hahaha!"

  The girl who asked "What will happen in reality if she dies in the game" looked timid, but her actual performance in battle was much calmer than she looked.

  Although the strength player missed the first shot, after getting familiar with the recoil and ballistics of the Ripper rifle, he quickly used the **** to complete the first kill in his game career.

  Although the Storm Corps does not accept rookies below LV10, their old players have always done the task of "passing the torch" from mentor to apprentice, helping those rookies who have just entered the game to adapt to the game rhythm of the current version of "Wasteland OL".

   Although these fresh and tender leeks may be just a drag bottle now, they will always grow up in the future.

   And at that time, these former rookies will take the Stormtroopers as their first choice.

   Therefore, he will often give the members of the Corps some opportunities to bring those rookies to the front line to experience in less important daily combat missions.

  But at this moment, the gray-green thick fog not far in front of the distant position suddenly became abnormal.

  Quan Shui couldn't help frowning slightly, and picked up the binoculars that had just been put down.

   "The spore cloud activity index is rising and the dense fog is approaching us." Kakarot, who was standing aside, took a look at the air monitoring indicator and said seriously.

   Without any hesitation, Quanshui immediately ordered.

   "Sound the alarm and prepare for battle."

"yes!"

  Grey-green thick fog rolls down the street, like a flood pouring from the sky.

  The old player sitting in the pickup truck immediately sensed that something was wrong, and at this time, the voice of his teammates came from the communication channel.

   "A large number of alien species are approaching in your direction, withdraw the defense line immediately!"

"day!"

  The old player cursed secretly, stuck his head out of the window, and shouted at the players who were still humming and carrying the corpse. …

   "Don't move, get in the car!"

  The four of them were taken aback for a moment, but seeing that the boss was not joking, they immediately threw away the corpse of the corpse eater and jumped into the back of the pickup truck.

  The old player slammed the steering wheel and turned around, taking a look at the display screen on the central control.

  Air spore concentration index 477!

  Hey guys, jump up to 70 in just a few seconds! Without hesitation, he slammed on the switch and walked backwards along the road.

   Fang opened the door to open.

  However, at this moment, dozens of round and sloppy pieces of meat suddenly drew a parabola and fell, dragging gray-green smoke columns and hitting him 30 meters in front of him.

   There was a squeak, and the round, scarlet flesh exploded instantly, forming a dense fog, like a solid wall.

   Never seen such a strange alien, the old player stared straight.

  The bomber? ! Not like that thing!

  Although the martyrdom will release a large number of spores after the explosion, it mainly relies on kinetic energy and heat energy to kill the prey, and the spores released are far less!

   Freed his left hand to grab a gas mask and put it on his face, he roared towards the communication channel.

   "Put on a gas mask!"

   Facts have proved that his judgment is correct.

   It's a pity that I still underestimated the power of this thing.

   What was released from the meat ball were not only spores, but also countless digestive droplets with a diameter less than 1μ.

  These droplets are rich in organic acids and lytic enzymes, floating in the air, and together with the spores form a dense aerosol.

  His pickup almost broke into the thick fog, and his exposed skin felt like a needle prick, and then

   began to fester in large patches.

   This kind of itchy pain is just at the critical point of triggering the pain shielding, the pain and itching are simply unstoppable. "Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-!"

  The old player stepped on the switch to the bottom, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

  However, just as the pickup truck was about to rush out of the thick fog, a piece of meat that fell from the sky suddenly hit the front of the left tire.

  The impact of the sudden explosion pushed the pickup truck to the right and slammed into the concrete block on the side of the road.

  The old player sitting in the driver's seat was almost stunned, and the four newcomers in the rear trailer staggered forward, almost rolling from the rear trailer onto the hood.

  Although the bumper has been replaced with a bucket, people are not made of iron after all.

   "I'm Zhuo, brother, can you drive?!" Shaking his messy head and getting up from the ground, the strength player's face was still in shock.

"Shut up!"

  The old player looked unhappy, and was about to reverse the car and start on the road again, when the shaking of the ground suddenly came from the entrance of the alley not far away.

  His boy hole shrank suddenly, almost instinctively pulled out the assault rifle from the passenger seat and loaded it.

   And at the same time, both halves were

  The monster covered in red flesh rushed out of the alley, and roared at everyone with its **** mouth open.

   "Fuck?!"

   What the **** is this? !

   Not only the old players sitting on the pickup truck were dumbfounded, but also the spring standing on the roof was dumbfounded.

   Another alien species that has never been seen before!

  The concentration of spores is gradually increasing, and the situation on the ground can no longer be seen clearly only by visual inspection. …

  However, Brother Quanshui reacted fairly quickly, and immediately issued an order through the communication channel.

   "Position No. 2 is ready, lock on the target in the northwest area, and the heavy machine gun squad fires!"

   "Investigation team, remove the corpses in the carriage, and drag that big guy back!

   Alien species not shown in the picture appeared outside the defense zone. They had to figure out what that thing was!

   Immediately there were two clean answers from the other end of the communication channel.

"receive!"

   Right in the building at the foot of the spring, a dark window on the tenth floor suddenly spewed out thick and long flames.

  A strength player sat behind the flame, holding a 20 rapid-fire cannon in his hand.

  Thick and long tracers rushed to the corner of the street,

  The slime-infested monster's chest instantly burst into a cloud of blood, and it staggered backwards.

  Watching the tracer as thick as a python dancing on the concrete floor, and listening to the loud sound of breaking through the air above his head, Mengxin, who was scattered beside the pickup truck, only felt a rush of blood.

  Before, they had only seen the exciting war scene in the publicity pv released on the official website.

   Now standing on the scene personally, it is a completely different feeling.

  The soaring adrenaline made them tremble unconsciously, and every cell was excited to the extreme.

   It's just that there seems to be nothing they can do here.

The support firepower from the rear helped them deal with the alien species rushing to their faces. Just when the strength player was hesitating whether to go up and make up two shots, the old player who crawled out of the driver's seat threw him a bundle of feet. There are ropes thick for the thumb.

   "Tie the rope to that monster's right leg! Tie it firmly!" The strength player was stunned.

   "But the machine gun is still firing—"

   "Trust your teammate! He has eyes! Hurry up!" interrupted him hastily, and the old player took his own bundle and ran towards the left leg with the monster shortly.

  Although he was still a little scared, seeing that the boss had already gone up, the strength player gritted his teeth and rushed up.

   Sure enough, just as their leader said, they

   When rushing up, the bullets fired also moved forward with their footsteps.

  The thick and long night light is like a barrier guarding them, suppressing the alien species in the alley, preventing them from passing through the dense firepower net.

  The strength player quickly tied the rope,

   Watching the boss who had already tied the rope rush towards the pick-up truck, he followed suit.

  However, at the same time that he had just returned to the road, a dark figure suddenly came out of the thick fog like a wall.

  Its outline is slightly similar to that of a crocodile, with a flat and slender mouth, thick lower limbs like a cow, and a tail that is used to balance its body shape and stretches straight back.

   However, there are no scales on its body, only scarlet flesh membranes and wrinkled scars like burns, and its skin color is even more ugly, like a plucked turkey.

   That guy's speed is really too fast.

   So much so that he didn't even see what that guy looked like, the old player was knocked out.

  It seems that in this game, the life of the awakened is not much harder than that of ordinary people. If something really happens, it should be overturned or overturned. Perhaps the situation would be much better with the exoskeleton, but unfortunately his boss did not. …

   Before he could even let out a scream, the old player's neck was bitten off.

  Then the crocodile-like alien species pounced on him and feasted on him.

"Card-!"

   Hearing the sound of the bone breaking clearly, the strength player only felt the creeps all over his body, and his hands and feet were unconsciously cold.

   In just one breath, the elder brother who led him to practice was killed in seconds.

  Is this the wasteland?

  But at this juncture, there is no time to be in a daze.

  Looking at the two ropes tied to the trunk, he immediately understood his mission, ignored anyone else, and rushed towards the driver's seat recklessly.

  A sharp roar came from behind him, followed by a scream of yes.

  The female player who was on duty with them seemed to be dragged into the thick fog by something.

  The other two saw that they wanted to help, but they were dragged in by the big hand protruding from the thick fog without firing two shots.

  The support machine guns at the rear unleashed fierce firepower into the thick fog, but the night lights seemed to be swallowed up, and there was no movement at all.

  Watching all this from the top of the building, Commander Quanshui's face was full of dignity.

   These slime molds seem to be smarter.

  They did not attack the human defense line on a large scale like before, trying to overwhelm them with their numerical advantages, and replaced them with a clear division of labor.

   It's like a rookie who only knows how to frame people to get to A, suddenly learned to micromanage.

   ". This time the brain is strengthened?"

   Realizing this, his expression became more serious. I have to share this news on the official website in a while!

   Meanwhile, the battle on the ground continues.

  Seeing that his teammate was already on a dog leash, the power player was even more afraid of fighting, and crawled into the cab of the pickup truck.

  Although this is the first time to drive this thing, the vehicle of the Alliance does not require very good driving skills.

   He gritted his teeth and kicked the switch, and the pickup truck started quickly, dragging the incomplete corpse of the monster to the deepest part of the No. 06 defense line.

  The alien wagging its tail chased him two steps, as if trying to stop him from bringing the monster's body back.

   But at this moment, the heavy machine gun fire had already aimed at that guy, and after wandering back for a few laps, it failed. It resolutely gave up the pursuit, turned its head and got into the gray-green thick fog.

  The power player didn't dare to look back, his right foot was firmly welded to the switch.

  Before the gate closed, he drove in the car, and then slammed on the brakes to stop the pickup truck on the side of the road.

  Several soldiers wearing exoskeletons rushed over quickly, using

  The dagger cut the rope of the rear compartment, then put a body bag on the incomplete corpse of the monster, and transported it to the rear with a forklift.

  The Institute of Biology of the Alliance will be responsible for testing the corpse.

  With the addition of Hu's tissue fluid on the left tire and bucket, this time they can at least figure out the two hole cards in Brood's hand.

  The strength player sitting in the driving seat panted heavily,

  Hearing the continuous gunshots in the distance behind his head, his heart was beating violently.

  Ten minutes ago, he felt that the monsters in this game were too good, and there was no pressure to kill them. …

   As a result, in just three minutes, he was the only one left in the entire five-member team.

  This game is too real!

   Just as he was panting for breath, a man wearing a heavy exoskeleton walked over from a distance.

  Seeing the tortoise shell carrying the gun barrel, he recognized the identity of the man at a glance. It was Commander Spring, the head of the Stormtroopers.

  The man got out of the car in a hurry and looked at the bumpy vehicle. He looked a little embarrassed, and lowered his head in shame.

   "Sorry, I'm...just coming back to me."

   "No need to apologize, you have done a good job in that situation. Most people can figure out what they should do when they go to the battlefield for the first time. It is already very good."

   Patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, said with a smile, "What's your name?"

   Mengxin: "The Leftover Old Man! The spring froze for a moment. Santa Claus?

  Is there such a normal ID these days?

   But no matter what, he was quite optimistic about the potential of this man, so he casually threw out an olive branch.

   "Interested in our Stormtroopers?

  The cute heart was taken aback when she heard the words, thinking that there was still such a good thing, she immediately nodded excitedly.

   "Yes! Of course!" Quanshui said with a smile.

   "That's fine! From now on, you are our reserve member! I will officially draw you in when you reach LV10."

  Mengxin of the power department was happy in his heart, and the shock that was hanging on his face a second ago was gone, only the corners of his mouth were grinning upwards.

   First, he got the one-in-a-million beta test qualification, and then he got an invitation from the front-line corps of the server!

   What kind of protagonist treatment is this! etc-

  According to the general routine of online games, wouldn't it be better for me, as the protagonist, to refuse indifferently at this time?

   Don't know what this guy is thinking, spring water

   Just accept a little leek with decent potential.

  Be courageous and resourceful, don’t panic when things happen, he has a bit of the shadow of the old guy in the battlefield when he was young, so it’s not a big problem to make do with it.

  Nodding in satisfaction, the spring water is ready to return to the position.

  Looking at the back of Commander Quanshui who turned around, Brother Leftover, who was flirting, suddenly remembered something, and called out to stop him.

   "Right. What will happen to them?"

  Quan Shui stopped and looked back at him.

"them?"

  The leftover old man swallowed.

   "It was dragged into the fog."

  “.It’s hard to say.” Quan

  Commander Shui was silent for a while, then shook his head.

  He was captured by the slime mold in the wave before, but the mother lost interest in him very quickly, and gave him a second in an instant, and he didn't even see clearly how he was caught by the second.

  This time it's a completely different matrix, and he can't say what will happen.

   But luckily among misfortunes, three were taken away this time.

   Go to the forum, maybe you can hear some clues that interest him.