This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 747 The decisive battle that determines the fate of this land!

   Deep in the Blood Mountain, a deep and dark cave.

  Soundless scriptures chanted slowly in the non-existent nothingness, and the "sculptures" exuding a stale atmosphere slowly opened their eyes.

  They are all mutants with names and surnames. They are the strongest among countless green-skinned big guys, the champions among countless plague monks, and also the most satisfying work of "him".

  They are still far away from true perfection, just like the dead "Ouron", it is just the last work that didn't matter.

   But even so, as a container to put your soul for a while, it is enough.

  He doesn't mind a moment of condescension.

  In order to meet that guy, he needs a body that can walk in the mortal world.

  “…the fourth stage of the kingdom of heaven has been restarted, the eternal kingdom of heaven has come, and all living beings on the earth will become believers of the Lord, embracing the supreme evolution.”

   "My Lord is All, and All is My Lord."

  The statue in the center opened its eyes, and there was a glimmer of light in those miserable green eyes.

  The light seemed to shoot somewhere outside the cave, locking on a certain blue figure.

   Can't be wrong.

  The blue-painted police power armor is exactly the relic of "Mr. Manager".

   Now it is also the managers who use it, but the managers of other shelters.

  The monster's face gradually evoked a piercing smile, and a meaningful voice came out of its **** mouth.

   "I see you."

  The tremor of the earth was gradually approaching, interrupting his wandering thoughts.

  The past of Vault 117 is in the past tense.

  Now they are no longer the noisy boys who opened the door to save the world in the wasteland.

  They have spent years witnessing the incorrigibility of the human species, and they have long understood that simply opening a few doors is not enough to save this depraved wasteland.

  They will bring fundamental liberation to this group of stubborn and dying compatriots!

  The dust from the explosion floated into the cave, and an Alpha wearing a gas mask came in.

  Seeing the group of monsters in front of him, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, but without any hesitation, he immediately raised the Gauss rifle in his hand without saying a word.

  Azure blue arcs flickered in the barrel of the gun, and projectiles accelerated to the limit filled the entire tunnel.

  No accident, that monster should have been beaten into a sieve.

  However, to his surprise, a huge force hit his chest, and in a blast of spore smoke, his whole body was blown out.

   His back fell heavily against the wall, but the severe pain came from his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a groan of pain.

"ah-"

  If it wasn’t for the bulletproof armor on the exoskeleton that took 90% of the damage, I’m afraid this blow would be enough to send him away.

   "It's a corrosive explosive...Attention all teams."

  Looking at the rotted nails, he reported what he had encountered while struggling to get up from the ground, and at the same time picked up the rifle that fell on the ground.

   And at this moment, he saw a three-meter-high figure stepping through the gray-green smoke.

  The guy has a human shape, but it is far from the image of a human being. His body is covered with rotten folds, just like the "swamp monster" in the swamp.

  It has blood holes flowing with dark red blood printed on its body, which are wounds left by mass bombs.

   What is frightening is that the twisted earthworm-like things in the middle of the blood hole are entangled with each other at a speed visible to the naked eye, suturing the blood hole together, just like injecting nano-therapeutic needles to speed up the healing of wounds.

  A trace of astonishment flashed in that Alpha's pupil, but it was only a trace.

  He quickly took out the short-barrel grenade launcher hanging on his body, and fired an incendiary bomb.

  However, the monster's speed was faster than he had imagined. With a light flick of his arm, he sent the incendiary bomb flying away with white smoke.

  Flames sprang out from the depths of the cave entrance, and at the same time, there were streaks of white smoke falling with sparks.

   Looking at the burning cave, the astonishment imprinted in the alpha's eyes gradually turned into despair.

   There are nearly fifty monsters like this one!

   "... What do you think of the name 'Plague Champion'? I'm really not good at naming my own works."

  Looking down at the soldier who kept retreating, the monster at the head had a piercing smile on his face.

  Looking at the gun aimed at itself, it felt a little bored in its heart.

  These mutilated "fakes", who can't even beg for mercy, are as pitiful as slugs in a swamp.

  It raised its right arm and slammed it down vigorously. With a snap of the blunt **** blade, it split the taciturn guy in half from the middle.

   The "smell of corruption" really came from this guy's stomach.

  Putting that guy's chest open, it even saw the twisted "larva".

  But even if those little guys have worked hard, it is not enough to repair this fatal wound.

   Sure enough.

  The human body is still too weak.

   Shaking off the intestines and blood hanging from the tip of the knife, it looked back at the group of hungry plague champions, roaring in a low voice.

   "Kill them all!"

  The wolves and tigers of the plague champions roared with hunger and thirst, and rushed out towards the exit of the cave, unveiling the **** massacre.

"Oh oh oh!"

   The Alpha Task Force, which had entered the hinterland of Blood Mountain, immediately fell into a bitter battle.

  In the vast palace, the God-chosen prophet Sodor saw the hope of victory, pulled away his toad-like cheeks, and shouted loudly at the plague monks who rekindled their fighting spirit.

   "Chop up those human things for me—!"

   "Throw them all in the pot! Make them soup!"

  …

   It wasn't just the caves of Blood Mountain and the Military Base of Weifu that were firing loudly. The position of Broken Blade Mountain was also full of flames and smoke.

Almost at the same time that the gray fog rose, the big mutants and goblins hiding in the depths of the tunnel swarmed out as if they had received a signal, and launched an attack towards the coalition positions. Violent attack.

   Stationed here are the 1st Regiment of the Enterprise's 100th Mechanized Mountain Division, as well as a small number of army officers and alliance players.

  The sudden outbreak of fighting caught the recruits who were on the front line for the first time by surprise.

  Commander Springs thought that these rookies who were "tainted by Tzeentch" would be beaten badly, but their performance in the battle exceeded his expectations.

  Exquisite exoskeletons and rifles guarantee their lower limit of combat power, while a variety of prosthetic body plug-ins greatly enhance their battlefield survivability.

  Although they did show a serious lack of experience in tactics, even experienced veterans may not be able to defeat the rookie who opened the self-aiming lock.

  At least the "expensive unit price" of them, the performance is not much worse than those cheap mercenaries.

  The remnants of the Rock Axe clan were like waves slapping to death on the beach, and soon suffered heavy casualties.

  The removal of those mutants who would not die even if their heads were blown caused a lot of trouble for the rookies, and the rest of the green-skinned big guys and goblins were shot and killed in the cave.

  The firefight on Broken Blade Mountain ended quickly, and the head of the first regiment quickly counted the casualties. In total, only 20 people were killed, 39 were injured, and nearly a thousand mutants were wiped out.

  As for the players, since most of the players who stayed on the ground to watch the fun were old players, there were no casualties.

  With the remnants of the Rockaxe clan dying, the last pus left in the cracks of Broken Edge Mountain was squeezed out.

   It's just that the pervasive gray fog has no intention of fading away.

   From the front line to the rear, there are still continuous gunshots, especially at the Weifu military base, which is even more worrying.

   Wiped off the blood on the engineer shovel, paddled on the edge and walked to Commander Quanshui, and said with a serious look.

   "...Alpha is about to be overwhelmed. The manager asked us to go up and help them. Can I trouble you to go back to the Weifu military base to have a look?"

   "We have received the task of returning to defense. The administrator has set up an assembly beacon at the Weifu military base... In addition to our Storm Corps, there is also Brother Mole's Skeleton Corps."

  The index finger tapped twice on the VM screen. Commander Quanshui looked at the map, but couldn't help showing a touch of appreciation between his brows.

   "...It turns out that this 'environment card' can still be played like this, these guys still have something."

  Although the opposite was a group of anti-human lunatics, he still couldn't help but say that the fight was beautiful.

  If he got this card, he might not be able to think of a better way to play.

   Maybe their card master Guang Ge can think of it.

   It can be seen from some details that their managers are still playing cards at a certain level.

  For example, it is the most correct judgment to let the two airships withdraw from the fog area immediately.

  The gray mist on the surface can't stick to the airship at all, but it's hard to say what else is hidden in the gray fog.

   "Have you even started playing cards yet?" Said the edge paddling dumbfounded.

  Quan Shui said with a smile.

   "No, I just gave a popular example to describe. At first I thought they were playing Hard Wall Clear, but I didn't expect that Hard Wall Clear was just a cover, and they even hid a hand under our feet."

   Paused, he continued.

   "Not surprisingly, the main event should be at night. If the opponent has already decided to play this card, it should not be just to cause us a little trouble. They should know that they can't win us with these alone."

  The edge of the paddling looked serious.

   "Is there any problem with you?"

"Our side? Are you kidding me?" Quan Shui laughed, and said in a teasing tone, "We were never afraid of anyone when we didn't have a single airship, let alone now we have two full airships in our hands." .”

   "Two starships face to face, tell me how to lose?"

  …

   Just as the Death Corps and the Storm Corps were gathering in the direction of the Blood Mountain and the Weifu Wasteland respectively, the chaos at the Weifu military base gradually came to an end.

  Near the camp of the empire.

  General Babita hid under the table, shaking uncontrollably.

   It wasn't until the gunfire outside subsided a little that he came out tremblingly.

   "Damn...where did these things come from?!"

   Looking at the mess outside, his face was full of horror.

  Especially when the Chimera armored vehicles of the Alliance were shooting at the clones of the Legion of Glory, the panic printed on that face could not be described in words.

  The legion and the alliance are fighting? !

But…

  Why now?

  His brain is temporarily unable to process such complex information, or he is not on the same channel as the vast majority of people here.

  Especially when he saw that the Willanters were also shooting at those clones, his brain almost went down, and he couldn't make up his mind who to help for a while.

crazy…

   All crazy!

   There is something wrong with this wasteland!

   It was a wrong decision to join the cohesion from the beginning. If the Duke of Jarawa hadn't traveled the 100 kilometers east, nothing here would have happened!

   They shouldn't have had contact with other survivors of the wasteland in the first place, but they've gotten along pretty well selling cattle and slaves.

  If there were no series of accidents and mistakes, Borneo Province should still be the pure land where everything is safe, and he should also enjoy happiness in the manor now.

  But now is not the time to regret it, and this kind of matter related to the overall situation is not something that he, a general, can decide.

  Finally calmed down, he looked back at the adjutant who was also hiding under the table and shouted.

   "Where are our troops? Let them assemble!"

  The adjutant said with a constipated expression on his face.

   "...My lord, our troops are scattered outside, only your personal guards are in the base."

  General Barbita immediately roared in a hurry.

   "Then what are you waiting for! Call them together!"

"Yes Yes!"

  Even though there was ten thousand reluctance in his heart, the adjutant could only bite the bullet and ran out the door.

  The one in charge of farming is Captain Makur, as long as you find that guy!

  Watching the adjutant leave the door, Babita paced back and forth in the barracks, his thoughts spinning quickly.

   Just at this moment, a Willant officer and two soldiers strode in through the door.

  Seeing the high bridge of the nose, General Barbita swept away the anger on his face, and quickly greeted him with a smiling face.

   "My friend, what the **** is going on out there? Why are you talking to those clones—"

   "Won't your eyes see what happened?"

The Willant officer cursed with a black face, and then continued to roar, "Immediately count your subordinates, we need to know how many people are infected! This is an order from the commander of the coalition forces! If there is something wrong, complain to that Chu Guang !"

  General Barbita was stunned.

"Infect?"

"That's right, if there is too much fog outside, it will turn into that ghostly look," pointing at the executed clone outside the window with his chin, the officer looked at Babita, whose face was gradually pale, and couldn't help laughing , "If you are afraid, go home and find your mother. Be good, this is not the place for you to come."

   As expected of the guy brought out by the civil servants, what a bunch of useless stuff.

  Although General Modlin asked them to be a little more polite to these people, since he found out that these guys like to be looked at with their nostrils arrogantly, he didn't bother to be hypocritical.

  Looking at the Willant officer who turned and left, Babita's face became paler.

   He was really scared.

  If it wasn't for His Majesty's order, he would have liked to get on the train immediately and escape from this place of right and wrong.

   After an unknown amount of time, his adjutant ran back, his face full of panic.

"grown ups…"

   General Barbita raised his eyebrows, staring at the guy and asked.

   "What's wrong? Speak well!"

   Facing the officer's questioning, the adjutant said with a sad face.

   "Officer Makur is dead! Those...those rats rebelled!"

   Babita thumped in his heart, and his eyes widened.

   "Rebellion?! Those rats? How dare they!"

   This bunch of trash who have done more than succeed in their affairs!

  He provided these guys with food and drink, and didn't even let them eat dirt, so they used this to repay his kindness?

   Sure enough, he is an inferior person, a disgrace to the empire!

   "No, I don't know... I only heard that it has something to do with the fog. It is the biochemical weapon of Torch. They sucked too much of that fog, and they all turned into cannibals."

  The adjutant's face was pale, and he spoke tremblingly, but the more Babita listened, the more frightened he became.

  Recalling what the Willanter said earlier, he suddenly felt his throat hurt.

   Could this be the precursor of poisoning?

   Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he couldn't stay any longer, and was about to walk out the door, but he thought that there were rats eating people outside the military base, so he stopped again.

  Thoughts turned quickly in my mind.

  Perhaps because of quick wit, he really came up with an idea to save his life, and hurriedly grabbed the adjutant and asked.

   "...Where is the marshal of the coalition army? It is the manager of the coalition!"

  The adjutant froze for a moment.

   "In the field research institute in the corner of the camp... My lord, aren't we going to find the Willant people?"

   Barbita said almost without hesitation.

   "Those guys are only reliable sometimes, but not reliable at critical times."

  …

  Dusk gradually sank into the endless valley, and the night engulfed the blood-stained wasteland.

   There were shrill howls echoing in the sky, just like the devil mocking the world.

  A giant humanoid beast about three meters high was undulating in the air, with powerful wings flapping behind it.

  In terms of human aesthetics, its facial features are ugly, and there are a pair of long fangs hanging from its mouth.

  His name is Kubo, and he is one of the apostles in the parish where the "Beastmaster" is located.

  At this moment, what he is wearing on his body is the biological power armor developed by the Church of the Torch.

  And there are hundreds of "people" wearing the same equipment as him floating in the nearby airspace!

   In addition, there are tens of thousands of batwing people following them.

  Those people are the babies of mutants, they are cultivated and synthesized through special petri dishes, and they can be given orders as long as they pass through the psychic interference module of the biological power armor.

   It doesn't matter if you don't give orders, even if you throw them on the enemy's territory and let them hunt and eat by instinct, it can cause huge trouble to the enemies of the torch.

  Related technologies have been tested in the diocese of Jinhe City, and they have enough seedbeds and organic matter to breed this thing.

   No matter how large-caliber artillery is, it can't stop the wave that spreads like a tide.

   "... Our electronic warfare with the coalition forces has already begun, but that is not our strong point. It may only be a matter of time before we are burned through by the radar on the opposite side."

   Hearing the voice of his companion, Kubo had a cruel smile on his face.

   "No problem! Enough is enough."

  Their target was not the two retreating airships at all, but the Weifu military base from the very beginning.

   Not only the command of the coalition forces are stationed there, but also biological experts from the alliance and enterprises.

   Especially the latter, the strategic threat to the Torch is much greater than those two airships.

  In order to attract those people to the front line, they can be said to have spent a lot of money. Not only did they release enough research materials, but they also released them to the coalition forces bit by bit through the three positions.

  He is well aware of the attraction of those research materials to researchers.

  Considering the precarious situation of the coalition forces on the front line, some researchers who are eager for quick success must be attracted here in order to obtain first-hand information as soon as possible.

   Now the time has come, it's time to close the net.

   "...Keep your goals in mind, do your best to kill all combatants and non-combatants in the military base! Don't carefully identify their identities, unless they surrender and beg for mercy! Take the initiative to confess your identity!"

   "Now! Come with me!"

   Raised his head and let out a roar of excitement, Kubo took the lead and swooped towards the ground.

  Led by the one hundred apostles wearing biological power armor, tens of thousands of batwings scattered in the nearby airspace rushed towards the military base at the same time.

  The gray mist that was originally quiet boiled like boiling water.

   It seemed that they had received the order to attack, and one or two of the zombie puppets dominated by Naguo mycelium rushed towards the Weifu military base as if they had been drugged.

  Before they were driven by instinct and guided by spores, but now they heard the call of heaven—or received the signal of the psychic interference device.

  The one hundred biological power armors carrying the psychic interference module are the source of the signal.

  Looking at the "eaters" coming in like a tide, many soldiers of the Southern Construction Corps who served in the punishment battalion showed surprised expressions on their faces.

   A soldier who was once a gang member in the slums of Boulder City couldn't help but exclaimed.

   "Damn! What the **** is this 'wave'?!"

   Isn’t the wave unique to Qingquan City?

  Why did the wave in Qingquan City end, and places outside Qingquan City popped up again? !

   It wasn't until a roar from behind woke him up from his daze.

   "Fire! Fire me! Is the guy in your hand a display?!"

  A heavy machine gun sprayed out a long tongue of flame, and the orange-yellow tracer pierced through the dense gray fog, dancing flames on the plain.

   Not just machine guns—

  The artillery positions and bison walkers deployed in the military base also unleashed fierce firepower, blooming dazzling fireworks in the wilderness.

   Fruiting bodies were constantly crushed on the ground, but it didn't take long for new ones to crawl out of the soil.

  That is not a temporary synthesis thing.

   It is the "fruit" that was completed a long time ago, but it was buried deep under the soil together with the "Kingdom of Heaven".

  The exchange of fire around the Weifu military base has gradually turned from sporadic gunfire to intense heat.

   At the same time, the on-board radars of the two airships and the radar station of the military base all detected an approaching threat from the sky.

  Finally received the order to attack, the vibrating wings of the oropters dragged their small fuselages away from the tarmac, and headed towards the foggy sky.

  The armored troops of the Skeleton Corps are crossing the wasteland near Groom Town.

  120 Chimera armored vehicles and 24 No. 2 tanks were separated from the consignment trucks, forming an offensive formation in the endless wilderness, carrying billows of dust and fighting towards the endless gray-green haze.

  The death corps who rushed to the front line of Blood Mountain for reinforcements also completed their assembly and killed the "plague champions" who led the plague monks.

   The crumbling dusk finally disappeared, and the night was completely shrouded in the wilderness and mountains where the war was boiling...

  All the hands have been revealed, and all the chips have been put on the table.

   There was no sign of the slightest sign, but everyone knew that the decisive battle to determine the fate of this land had begun quietly.

  Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!

  …

   (Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Miaomiao Sensen" for the reward!!)

  (end of this chapter)