This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 723 Turns out I flipped the table

   "It's okay for me to flip the table again..."

  Refuge No. 404, browsing room on B4 floor.

  Chu Guang, who had finished his day's work, leaned on the sofa and flipped through the posts on the forum, but he couldn't laugh or cry—

   "Oh! Pass it on! Fang Chang swiped money too fast, and was severely sanctioned by the planner!"

   "Hahahaha! Justice descended from heaven!"

   "Wait, Awei, aren't you also a shareholder?"

   "! Giao!"

   "I would call it... efficient resource allocation! (funny

   "Brothers of the Death Corps! Get a wave of 666 for the marginal brother!"

   "??? Has something to do with me!"

   "It's not important! Seeing you lose money is more comfortable than me making money!"

   "Fuck! Is it so real?"

   "..."

  Two identities do have many benefits for him, especially the identity of planning, which can give him unlimited power outside the rules of the game.

   However, this is not all good. Few people realize that the responsibility equivalent to unlimited power is also unlimited.

  Therefore, in addition to rational analysis, there is always another kind of humorous voice on the forum. For example, he actually blew up the buildings in Boulder City, he was the mastermind behind the man-made disaster in Borneo, and he even started the civil war in the Federation.

  If we continue to explain it according to this statement, let alone start the "Three Years War", I am afraid that even Buzhou Mountain must be hit by him.

  Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, clutched her stomach and giggled non-stop. Chu Guang couldn't help but stretched out his index finger and flicked it on its forehead.

  The latter groaned strangely and fell into the pen holder on his back. Not long after, he clasped his hands on the edge of the pen holder and looked at him pitifully.

   "Woooooooooooo..."

   "Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful, do something for me,"

  Knowing that this guy will not hurt at all, Chu Guang ignored it and pretended to be pitiful, and continued after thinking for a while.

   "... through the mission system on the official website, send a message to players who have obtained the temporary permission of No. 70 shelter, so that they can go to No. 70 shelter."

  Although she was a little disappointed in not being able to win sympathy, Xiao Qi obediently followed the task Chu Guang gave her.

  Before, the entrance to Vault 70 had been under the blockade of the Federation Fleet, and even nuclear-powered submarines had difficulty sneaking in under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Those thirteen ships are serious warships, and the weapons they are equipped with are likely to be weapons modified from starships. They are still very different from the "battleships" of the Xilan Empire that can peck each other for hundreds of rounds with civilian cargo ships. big difference.

  If the deflector shield is the "shield" of the starship, those ships are most likely equipped with the "spear" of the starship.

  Vault No. 70 was opened in the 100th year of the Wasteland Era. At this time, the post-war reconstruction committee had been separated for nearly fifty years.

  Considering that Vault 70 has been exchanging information with Vault 117, they will definitely know about the situation of the Legion.

   In other words, the original intention of the Federation Fleet was probably not to deal with the looters on the wasteland, but to create an imaginary enemy based on the legion with a large number of starship cores.

  Both sides hold forces that have not been in contact with each other.

   It is precisely because of this that both Chu Guang himself and the players operating in the local area have maintained the necessary caution when contacting the islands in the southern waters.

  Xiao Qi’s pupils flashed a stream of data, and after a while, he raised his head and said.

   "They are already on their way."

   "Already on the way?"

  Chu Guang glanced in surprise at several IDs who were still filling water on the holographic screen.

sure.

  There are more and more small players consciously.

   It saves him to worry about these trivial matters.

  …

  The setting sun sinks into the sea in the west, and the sparkling light fades away as the sunset glow fades away. Darkness has already enveloped the turbulent sea area.

  At the border of the Sea End Province, on the sandy beach of the Coast of Death, an old man in a gray robe was standing quietly, letting the sea breeze make his robe rattle.

  Gazes at the sea waves sending away the dusk, Alzu's gully-covered face gradually shows a hint of excitement and joy.

   Even though he knew that he should restrain his emotions as a human being, he still couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha…"

  Success!

   Their layout in the southern waters was not in vain.

  After being cornered, the half-hearted ally finally realized what his real hole card was.

   When the southern waters are completely under the influence of the torch, they will be able to open a wider strategic space to the south!

   Even let the heaven of torches cover the entire ocean!

   Didn't wait too long, and soon a weak signal came from afar.

  This time Alzu did not turn a blind eye, but readily allowed the signal to be connected to his sea of ​​consciousness.

   Looking at Charas who appeared in front of him, he nodded with a smile on his face.

   "Congratulations, Mr. Chalas."

  Charas looked at him impassively.

   "It seems that you already know."

   Arzu said in a cheerful tone.

"Of course, since Beidao has your supporters, as well as those of your manifesto, there are also our believers. It is not without our support and operation that you were able to sit on the presidential throne so smoothly. "

  Nose snorted noncommittally, Charas did not make any comments on this ambiguous statement, but continued to speak concisely.

   "We're having a little trouble."

   Arzu said softly.

   "Is Anle Island right?"

  Charas nodded, and continued with a serious expression.

"That's right, the vice president gave his inaugural speech shortly after we did it and established a new authority. We moved fast enough, but they weren't slow, except for the governor of the roundabout and the sandbanks who remained neutral. The governor of the island, that Li Minghui still wins over four governors."

   "But the battleship Haiya is in your hands." Alzu said softly, "I heard that its main gun was removed from the starship."

Charas said patiently, "Yes, but that doesn't mean it's invulnerable, especially if the threat comes from the bottom of the ocean. The trouble now is that Coral City and Vault 70 are located much closer to safety than North Island." Island, if they manage to get hold of it—”

"Don't worry about this. Our people can breathe even underwater. They have no chance. You only need to concentrate on dealing with the fleet of Anle Island. The battlefield under the sea can be handed over to us." Without waiting for him After finishing speaking, Alzu interrupted his words.

  Chalas froze for a moment, and soon realized what this guy had done while the Federation of the Southern Islands was in chaos, and his brows gradually frowned.

   "You bastard..."

  Alzu continued casually.

   "You promised to lend us the scientific research facilities of Coral City, but now you just cashed the check in advance, or are you saying...are you kidding us?"

   "I did say yes, but I didn't say mutants would be there."

Charas stared at him with squinted eyes, his tone was warning, "Listen, your people better not do stupid things around there, I'm not kidding, forcing entry without electricity will only Ruined there!"

   Alzu smiled and said softly.

   "Don't get excited, I didn't let the group of scaly beasts go in, and I don't want it to become a ruin, they just watch the door for you for a while—"

  However, at this moment, he suddenly stopped his voice in the middle of speaking, and the expression on his face froze involuntarily.

   Noticing the change in his expression, Charas vaguely realized something, and hurriedly asked.

   "What happened?"

"nothing…"

  Alzu murmured with flashing eyes, and before Chalas could continue to ask questions, he hurriedly ended the communication with a wave of his index finger.

  Almost at the same time the communication ended, his wrinkled face twisted together, his withered hands held his forehead, and cursed at the reef on the beach.

  "...a trash who does more than fail!"

  …

  On the deep and dark seabed, a majestic nuclear fusion-powered submarine is clinging to the edge of the kelp forest, advancing silently on the jagged reef.

  It has been two full hours since the crew of the Dolphin salvaged Dongwen and other crew members of the Glory, and their position has also sailed from the southwest section of the southern sea area to the south-central area.

  In the bridge of the submarine, Chen Jianhong put down the coffee cup in his hand, looked at the dark sea outside the porthole and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

   "It's just ahead."

   This water area is located between Anle Island and Coral City, and it is considered to be his most frequent route.

   It is no exaggeration to say that he can drive the submarine to the door of No. 70 Vault even with his eyes closed.

  Tail, who had just returned to the line, looked out excitedly, making a gesture of looking far away.

   "Oh, what a big one—dammit, why can't the tail see anything!"

   Rourou, who was squatting aside, covered his mouth and snickered a couple of times, not forgetting to make a joke.

   "Maybe it's because it's a settlement that only smart people can see, but fools can't see it."

  Tail rolled his eyes when he heard the words, looked at Rourou quickly, and said with a smirk.

   "Hey, let me tell you, what does the settlement look like?"

   "Uh—" I didn't expect to wrap myself in it, Rourou got stuck for a moment, but quickly said wittyly, "How do I know, I'm just a bear."

  Tail looked at Rourou in surprise.

   "...Good guy, Rourou has become smarter."

   Rourou couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

   "I wasn't stupid before, okay?"

  Looking at the rambunctious one person and one bear, Sesame standing next to him couldn't help smiling, and the corner of Sisi's mouth curled up into a smile.

Although he couldn't understand the exchange between the two, Chen Jianhong noticed the movement of the girl with the short hair looking out, and immediately guessed what the guy was looking at, so he waved to the crew sitting beside him, motioning for him Turn on the main searchlight on the bow of the submarine.

  A beam of dazzling light shot out, lighting up the nearby dark sea area, and at the same time scaring away the fish and crabs crawling under the reef.

  Following the sway of that beam of light, a huge seabed settlement soon caught everyone's eyes, and Awei, Rourou, and a dozen strength animals of the Jungle Corps couldn't help but widen their eyes.

  It was a small city standing on the seabed.

   Clusters of bulb-shaped transparent domes wrap the internal metal structure, and the "bulbs" are connected by pipes, spreading from the giant dome in the center to all around like a spider web.

  The entire settlement is like a large building block, composed of airtight modules, stacked on a three-dimensional structure to form a three-dimensional settlement.

  Colors of magnificent colors and enchanting shapes are dotted around it, making this settlement on the seabed extraordinarily dazzling from the outside.

   It is hard to imagine that this settlement was established in the years after the era of prosperity ended...

  Not only the players were fascinated by watching, but even the crew members on the bridge showed nostalgic looks, looking at their hometown that they hadn't returned to for four months.

  Chen Jianhong squinted his eyes, and said with a hint of fascination in his voice.

"... You came at the wrong time. If it was four months ago, the scenery here would be even more beautiful. Have you seen the central dome? There is the square of Coral City. The light from the four fluorescent screens in the middle shines on the dome at the same time, and can even project to the sea."

  Trying to imagine that scene, Rourou swallowed involuntarily, and a "giao" came out of his furry mouth.

  The same is true for the tail standing beside him, his face full of shock and anticipation.

   "More amazing..."

  Sisi pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke on a whim.

   "If the reactor of the nuclear submarine is connected to the power system of the settlement...will the settlement be restored to operation?"

  Chen Jianhong was stunned for a moment, then couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

   "How can it be so simple..."

  The submarine's reactor is specially designed for nuclear submarines.

   Not to mention whether this method can be realized in operation, even if it can be realized, there may be various compatibility problems.

  Seeing Captain Chen’s answer, Sisi could only give up the idea of ​​sneaking into the new map to find out, and said helplessly.

   "Well, I'm just asking casually."

  Perhaps, the dog plan has not finished this map yet.

   While the two were communicating, the sonar system in the cockpit suddenly detected an abnormal noise from the direction of Coral City.

   And there is more than one noise, and it is gathering rapidly towards the submarine.

   Walked quickly to the side of the console, looking at the graphics fed back on the sonar screen, Chen Jianhong's expression suddenly changed.

   "There is a situation in the direction of Coral City!"

  As soon as he heard this sentence, Voldemort, who was originally bored, suddenly showed an excited look on his face.

   "Federation submarine?"

  The other players of the Jungle Corps next to them also showed eager expressions on their faces.

   "No... the outline looks like a human being, with a scaly material on the surface..." Locking on one of the noise sources, Chen Jianhong pointed his index finger on the screen, locked the camera on the noise source, and zoomed in on the image.

  When they saw the blue-skinned monster appearing on the screen, almost all the crew could not help but let out a sound of exclamation.

"Mutant!"

  The expression on Chen Jianhong's face became more serious, and he pondered for a moment.

   "... These guys probably sneaked in when the Federation Fleet was in chaos."

  The crew member sitting in front of the console swallowed and said nervously.

   "Do you want to turn off the searchlights?"

  Chen Jianhong was about to give an order when Voldy, a model worker standing aside, interrupted the topic.

   "No, just point the searchlight at them. Those guys are afraid of light, especially when they are underwater! Go ahead and leave the rest to us!"

   As he spoke, he patted Captain Chen on the shoulder, strode to the door, and shouted at the brothers in the bridge, "Brothers! It's mutants! Ready to buy!"

   "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the brothers of the Jungle Corps yelled excitedly, and flocked to the door under the stunned gaze of a group of NPCs.

  The booing tail also wanted to get in, but was caught by Rourou who had been prepared for a long time.

   "Aowei, calm down, we didn't bring diving equipment, it might be gone the moment we go out."

   After soothing the restless tail, Sisi looked at Captain Chen Jianhong and continued.

   "My friends from the Jungle Corps will buy us time, and we will take this opportunity to rush over."

  Chen Jianhong nodded, but there was still a trace of worry written on his face. After all, there were at least four to five hundred units estimated on the sonar screen.

   "Are they okay?"

  Sisi had a smile on his face.

   "Don't worry, they just fought with those guys during the day, and this amount is not a problem."

  Seeing what she said, Chen Jianhong let go of his worries, looked at the crew sitting in front of the console and ordered.

   "Target Vault 70! Full speed ahead!"

  …

   Just as the engine power of the Dolphin nuclear submarine was boosted to the maximum and it was heading straight towards the No. 70 shelter, the aquatic mutants stationed around Coral City also discovered this big guy who suddenly broke into their territory.

   "Ka—!"

  A mutant priest let out a threatening roar, beckoning a group of minions with scales behind him to pick up the guy and kill the submarine.

Although their flesh and blood appeared weak when facing federal destroyers that integrated search and destruction, but when facing unarmed cargo submarines like the Dolphin, the thermite bombs in their hands and Other homemade explosives, etc., can still pose a certain threat.

   Just as a group of "fishermen" rushed towards the shining lights, slender jets of water suddenly rushed towards them like locusts, shooting the dozen or so in front into sieves in an instant.

   All the murlocs stopped their forward momentum in panic, and looked at the reefs that were close at hand against the dazzling searchlight.

   I saw nineteen huge iron crabs standing there, pointing their thick and long barrels at them.

  Through the observation window of the cockpit, he stared at the terrified faces of Voldemort who held the joystick with both hands, with a sinister smile on his face.

   "Your opponent is me, Grandpa! Cub!"

  He didn't enjoy the previous battle to the fullest, and he only chopped up a dozen fish before he was killed by the small planes of the Goblin Corps.

   This is the middle of the southern sea area, which is far beyond the combat radius of friendly forces, so there is no need to worry about being disturbed.

  However, as soon as his pretentious voice fell, his teammates teased him.

   "Old devil, if you don't add me to your words, it looks like you are that kind of cub."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Laughter in the communication channel, the old model worker couldn't help but blushed when he realized the laughter, and turned off the microphone for that guy with a curse.

   "Fuck! You're the one who talks too much!"

   While talking, the "King Crabs" who jumped out of the submarine's front hatch were already fighting with these scaly mutants.

   During the period, some cunning guys wanted to leave the battle to intercept the submarine, but they were all caught up by the 19mm harpoon, leaving only half of their bodies.

  The terrifying power can't help but terrify even mutants.

  However, these guys are different from those players have seen before, and they didn't panic because of the temporary casualties.

   It seemed that they realized that if they didn’t get rid of these iron crabs, they wouldn’t be able to get close to the submarine. They roared and turned around, and went around the player’s back trying to avoid the direct light on the eyes.

  The battle between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out, and the waving chainsaws and harpoons flying wantonly set off a **** storm in the deep sea.

   Mutants continued to die, and the shocking blood flowed indiscriminately, almost dyeing the entire water area red.

   Even so, the 19 players of the Jungle Corps who were surrounded still felt a bit of unusual effort.

   These guys—

   It's completely different from the previous ones!

  They are not swarming up to greet with harpoons, but pay attention to tactics in an attempt to divide and surround them!

   "Everyone be careful! These guys are different from those who attacked the submarine pipeline before!"

   "What's the area—"

  The player's voice has not yet fallen, and the sparks of the explosion shot up from the armor shell, and were blown into a pile of scrap iron along with a large number of air bubbles.

  A mutant carried a thick and long launch tube in his hand, and looked at the iron crab bursting out of air bubbles and let out a hoarse and dull laugh.

  It was from there that a small torpedo was fired earlier, and shot through the crab shells of those crabs.

  Looking at the posture of the explosion, it probably detonated the ammunition rack.

   "Dog egg!"

  A player roared in grief and anger, swung the chainsaw and killed it, and chopped the mutant into two pieces in the face amidst the panicked screams.

  Looking at the downsizing logo in the team list, Voldemort couldn't help but feel a little sinking in his heart.

   Less than 5 minutes after the contact between the two sides, they have already suffered a casualty!

  There are hundreds or even thousands of mutants in front of them, and they have no support available...

   This battle may be more difficult than they imagined!

   But even so, there was still no fear on his face, but a fighting spirit was burning in his eyes.

  Compared to a group of idiots who stand and let him chop, it is more interesting to be an evenly matched opponent.

   "Well done!"

Slamming on the rudder to dodge a torpedo coming from the side, Voldemort turned over and slammed out the chainsaw in his hand, cutting a mutant who was trying to stick thermite on his back in two cut.

   Driven by his survival instinct, he became more and more proficient at operating this thing.

  At this moment, he seemed to have really turned into a crab.

  Although he is not manipulating this thing through a neural connection device.

   Already red-eyed, Voldemort let out a roar of excitement.

   "Tell me what you have! Let me see what you have!"

  Through the thick armor and the vast sea, the passionate roar is destined to be heard only by himself.

  However, even if they couldn’t hear the cries of the fighting, the crew standing on the bridge could still feel the brutality of the fighting through the images captured by the cameras.

  Looking at the pieces of armor that continued to explode under the searchlight, all the crew members fell silent.

  Chen Jianhong's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help but looked aside and asked Sisi.

   "Are they... really okay?"

  Based on the current speed of the Dolphin, those guys were probably thrown off.

  However, this also means that those warriors who jumped out of the cabin wearing iron crabs can only ask for luck...

  Sisi was silent for a while, and thought of a suitable statement without violating the player rules.

  “From the moment we step out of the shelter, we are aware of our mission, and death is just a return for us.”

  Chen Jianhong's Adam's apple twitched, he didn't speak, but continued to look in the direction outside the porthole.

  The crew of Glory sitting in the lounge saw the fight through the TV in the corner of the ceiling, and their hearts were heavy.

   those guys...

   They met once during the day, and it was in the sea area northwest of the circular island.

  Some people gave a silent military salute, while some involuntarily clenched their fists on their knees.

   It is their duty to protect this ocean.

   And now someone else is fulfilling the obligations that should belong to them.

  This guilt made many people bow their heads...

  …

  The **** battlefield is drifting away, and the light of the searchlight can no longer illuminate the seaweed forest that is fighting.

  The Dolphin slowly sailed to the top of a submarine canyon, and dived into the bottomless abyss.

  When the submarine bypassed a T-shaped rock pillar and sailed into a huge cave structure, concrete walls soon appeared on both sides of the submarine cabin.

  Looking at the structure on both sides, Chen Jianhong said with a nostalgic tone with a hint of pride on his face.

"...This is the backup entrance of the refuge, and it is also the project entrance used during the construction of the refuge. I heard that people at that time sealed the entire cave hundreds of meters wide and several kilometers long, drained the seawater inside, and built A buffer gate was built, and then the interior space was laid with steel bars and concrete poured... Generally speaking, only the residents of the shelter know about it."

  He didn't see how the magnificent project started, but he heard his father tell the story at that time.

  Sisi nodded, suddenly thinking on a whim.

   "How do you distinguish the residents of the shelter? I'm suddenly a little curious."

  Chen Jianhong: "Generally speaking...if one parent is a refuge resident, the person born in the refuge is a refuge resident, or both parents are refuge residents, it doesn't matter where they were born, isn't it like this for you?"

   "Oh, we haven't had a baby yet, I don't know!" Tail interjected suddenly.

  Sisi's face blushed involuntarily, but after getting along for so long, he had long been used to Awei's unrestrained speech, so he just coughed lightly.

   "We don't have that kind of situation there."

"That's right, I seem to have heard someone mention that you are the kind of shelter...the ones who are frozen and dormant, right? So you are the 'first generation'," Chen Jianhong touched the bridge of his nose, and suddenly said with emotion, "It's good, You can be safe and sound for at least a hundred years, we have already found out the mine ahead for you...Of course it is up to you whether to get rid of it or not."

   Sisi glanced at him.

"thunder?"

   Chen Jianhong nodded.

"Unlimited power and unlimited responsibility...but until there is an irreparable problem, we don't have to be really responsible. Before we came out of the shelter, we didn't realize that there were huge bugs in the position of managers, after all When designing the shelter, the manager itself is just the manager, and it's not that complicated at all. I guess people in the era of prosperity didn't think so much."

  Sisi thought for a moment.

  “I don’t think this matter itself is a bad thing, so what does it matter if the manager can do things well?”

   "So who's going to define 'good'?"

Chen Jianhong glanced at her meaningfully, and said with a smile, "If Chalas wins, the pipeline you built will be a hanging rope around the necks of federal citizens. If those guys from An Le Island win, That is the olive branch of friendship."

"Pipelines are pipes, and buying and selling are buying and selling. It is difficult to tamper with the objective facts. Once they are changed, they will be full of loopholes, but there are many ways to interpret them... Do you believe that if Chalas wins, even mutants can become Federations?" My friend, isn't that kind of thing that not only eats people but also makes alive sacrifices bad enough?"

  Tail clenched his fist, staring intently into his eyes.

   "Oh! That being said, we won't let them win!"

   Chen Jianhong said with a smile.

"I'm just giving you an example. Our development trajectories are similar, but they are actually very different. When I went to Dawn City to report, I met your manager. That gentleman is a smart man. He has carefully kept every manager’s log of all the failures and successes of the shelters he has visited, maybe your future will be different.”

   After a pause, he continued.

"In addition, never underestimate your opponents. Those guys are not completely without chance, especially that battleship is a big trouble for you. We have calculated that the main gun only needs 2 to 3 shots to give way to the air. The shield core of the sky frigate is overloaded. We built it to guard against the Legion, but we didn’t expect that the Legion didn’t hit here after a century, but it was used on our own people first.”

  The people standing on the bridge exchanged their gazes, which was quite a piece of information.

  The Iron Heart seems to be using the "Frigate Core", so the main gun of that battleship was removed from the space frigate?

  But how did they solve the problem of frictional resistance of kinetic energy weapons in the atmosphere?

   While the group was talking, a steep concrete wall suddenly appeared in front of the bridge, blocking their way forward.

   Rourou was taken aback for a moment, then whispered.

   "No way?"

   Glancing at the talking white bear, Chen Jianhong pointed to the top of his head and said with a smile.

   "It's up there."

   At the same time as his voice fell, the stopped submarine slowly floated up.

   After waiting for a while, the bridge drilled out of the water, and the scenery ahead suddenly became clear.

   This is a cave located in the deep sea, and directly above the concrete wall is an open space. And at the end of the open space was a giant gear-shaped metal gate.

  It is like a button, firmly locked on the thick rock mass.

  Looking at the scene outside the porthole, the Tail group standing inside the bridge opened their eyes wide, with inconceivable expressions in their pupils.

  The same goes for the crew members on the bridge, with excited expressions on their faces.

   Most of them are residents of the shelter, as well as residents of Coral City. The giant metal door is like the road sign at their door.

"Finally home…"

  Chen Jianhong showed a relieved smile on his face, and shouted to everyone in the cabin, "What are you waiting for! Turn left 90 degrees! Close the door, let's go home!"

  With the concerted efforts of everyone, the submarine quickly leaned against the edge of the concrete "port".

  At the same time, the people in the refuge also noticed them, and the radio above the square soon heard a pleasant surprise.

   "Dolphin? Great, you're still alive!"

   With both feet on the shore, Chen Jianhong drilled his ears with his index finger and finally got used to the air pressure outside, and shouted with a smile.

   "Hahaha! We're doing great!"

   After a pause, he looked back at the tail group who had just landed, and introduced.

"You won't believe me, just two months after that incident, our friends from Vault 404 found us. Remember Baiyue Province? They came here by airship and built a settlement there .”

  An exclamation came from the radio.

   "Baiyue Province?! How did they do it!"

   It is not difficult to land there, but to stay there can only be sustained attrition and casualties. Vault 70 was attempted a few times in the early years, but the colonization operation was halted after several serious casualties.

  Although resources on land are necessary, the cost is too expensive.

"They... I actually don't quite understand how they persisted. Anyway, they are our neighbors now. By the way, their hometown is in the River Valley Province, where they established a survivor's alliance! I'll go there to see However, the locals are very enthusiastic, especially for us shelter residents, I even saw... Forget it, I can’t explain it in a few words, please open the door quickly, I’ll bring you some specialties there.”

  Chen Jianhong originally wanted to talk about Sun Yuechi, but he couldn't stop talking about it.

  Anyway, he brought that issue of the Goblin Observer, and they had plenty of time to talk about it when they got into the shelter.

   A hearty voice came from the radio.

"No problem, we are electrifying the door of the shelter! This door has not been used for a long time, and the air pressure in the buffer room also needs to be balanced. This may take some time. By the way, ahem! The 404th shelter Girls... can you add a contact information? Wait, does your vm have a chat function?"

   "We modified it a long time ago, but our operating system may be different, and I may not be able to exchange those methods with you."

   Not liking the frivolous tone, Sis politely rejected his proposal, but soon remembered that this was in the game, and couldn't help but regret the sideline he might have missed.

   "Okay... What a pity, my name is Lin Nuo, at least please allow me to show you around here." The broadcast didn't get entangled, but it didn't seem to give up completely.

  Chen Jianhong cleared his throat and shouted.

   "Okay, Alin, don't use the radio to talk about personal matters, how long do you have?"

   "Ten minutes... This door has not been used for a long time. By the way, who are those people behind you? How do I remember that there are not so many people on the Dolphin, and they are also from Vault 404?"

  The voice was clearly suspicious.

  Knowing that this matter cannot be kept secret, this guy probably ran to compare the face data, Chen Jianhong coughed lightly, and said frankly.

   "They are the crew of the Glory—"

   Before he could finish speaking, there was a trace of noise from the other end of the broadcast, as if a hand had snatched the microphone.

   Immediately afterwards, a cold voice came.

   "Let them go."

  (end of this chapter)