This Game Is Too Realistic

In the southernmost part of the Middle Continent, there is a beautiful place with lush jungles, colorful flowers, and glowing corals and seas.

Its name is Haiya Province.

It is said that many years ago, the area of ​​​​this land would be larger. The glowing sea was once a piece of land with a rich city on it.

However, one day something suddenly fell from the sky, erasing it and the ground beneath its feet.

Li Jinrong has never really seen what this land used to be like, and has only heard a few words from his grandfather's mouth.

It is said that two hundred years ago, the luminous sea was even more exaggerated, with azure arcs of light connecting into one piece, like burning flames.

It is said to be the flame of death. Everyone who saw it died.

The vast majority of people moved north with the help of the post-war reconstruction committee, but a small number of people still refused to leave their hometown. After all, the world has been destroyed, so what if we go to the north?

It is death after all.

It's better to leave with dignity.

When he was very young, Li Jinrong didn't understand why people at that time thought so. How could such a tenacious creature as human beings become extinct because of such a trivial matter.

Even in places where grass cannot survive, people can survive.

And isn’t that exactly what happened?

If those people were really dead, how did I get here?

What he didn't understand was not only the despair in the hearts of those who stayed, but also why those people wanted to escape. In his eyes as a child, there was clearly a better way.

"Why don't we all unite and put out the flames of death?"

He still remembered asking his grandfather this.

However, when the old man who was always very wise faced this problem, he showed a rare embarrassment on his face.

"Not all problems have solutions. Some problems have no solution at all. Even if there are solutions to some problems, there are still issues of sequence..."

"So, what category does our problem fall into?"

He still remembered that he asked such a thorough question, but his grandfather just answered with a helpless expression.

"Sorry kid, I don't know either." Things two hundred years ago were too far away.

Let alone two hundred years, even one hundred, fifty, or even twenty years ago, if no one deliberately recalls, records, and disseminates... maybe no one will soon remember what happened at that time. What.

Like that glowing sea.

Even though it once claimed the lives of tens of millions of people in an instant, there are still people today who unreasonably worship its boundless power and kindness.

Fortunately, the blue arc of light has sunk to the bottom of the sea, and can only be seen in the dark night.

In fact, the young Li Jinrong was more interested in the post-war reconstruction committee mentioned by his grandfather than the origin of the Glowing Sea. According to his grandfather, that organization seemed to be omnipotent.

Even though there is no organized settlement in Haiya Province, and even though they think the survivors here are a group of "self-defeating" guys, they still haven't given up on the people who decided to stay in the first place.

The signal towers standing in Haiya Province are the traces of their visit.

It is said that for a long time, even after the post-war committee was disbanded, the iron towers were still spreading the knowledge of self-rescue to nearby survivors over and over again, and calling on residents of shelters everywhere to fulfill their original vows.

During that time, many good people in blue coats appeared in the settlement. The knowledge and tools they brought helped many settlements in Haiyia Province live a good life.

It was at that time that the Tower Organization was born.

The local people and shelter residents who were helped by the post-war reconstruction committee decided to unite to help more people, end the wasteland on a larger scale, and rebuild the collapsed order.

It can be said that until twenty years ago, the Iron Tower was in the sea

Yaxing Province plays an important role.

Li Jinrong can no longer remember exactly what day it happened.

I just remember that he was still very young at that time, and suddenly from one day on, everyone in the settlement no longer believed in the guys who called themselves Iron Tower, but fell into the arms of the Torch Church.

At first, the iron towers left by the War and Construction Committee were dismantled and smelted into molten steel. Then invisible high walls were erected between villages, and settlements turned into isolated plantations.

He didn't know why it was like this.

Just remember from that day on.

Everything has changed.

It's a mutant.

Holding a telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong stood on the edge of the hills and stared at the billowing dust rising on the plains several kilometers away, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

The number is uncertain, at least more than five hundred, but it should not exceed two thousand.

There are a lot of vehicles, and these guys are actually a motorized force - half of the greenskins are sitting on trucks and off-road vehicles, and the other half are running behind them.

Although by the standards of mutants, such discipline and equipment can be regarded as elite. After all, these beasts do not rely on those things to fight, but he still wants to say that these guys are not like fighting, but more like chasing. Going to a banquet.

The man leaning next to the motorcycle yawned and said.

"These greenskins don't need to sleep. They are still hanging out at three in the morning."

The man's name was Xiao Yue, and he was Li Jinrong's subordinate. He and he were rescued by an alliance plane that night.

Lao Li suspected that there was a traitor in the organization, so he did not go to join the organization.

Although he felt that Lao Li was a little nervous, and after all, he was a companion who lived through life and death together, he really didn't trust this guy to act alone, so he stayed with Lao Li.

In the past few days, they have been wandering around the Qi tribe, investigating clues about the sanctuary in various settlements, and by the way, they also cooperated with the people of the alliance to collect some information about the Torch Church and the Holy Land.

Those guys up north are very generous. You can even trade information with them for food and ammunition.

If it weren't for the fact that the Torch Church also came from the north, and Qingquan City was called a holy land by those lunatics, Lao Li might have had a slightly more friendly view of the wastelanders from the north.

"...They are obviously not just hanging around outside. With so many guys going out together, they must have a clear goal."

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong took out the map and unfolded it. His index finger moved along the grid lines for a while, and soon stopped on a red circle, and his brows furrowed.

He whispered in his mouth. "Pinecone Farm."

Xiao Yue couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard about Pinecone Wood Farm.

That was their first stop when they arrived at Jinhe City, and it successfully gave him all the bad impressions of this settlement.

The arrogant farmer didn't even meet them, so he drove them away without explanation. He also yelled that Pine Cone Farm only cooperates with the truly powerful forces and doesn't need them. They don't even have a home. of homeless people.

"Those guys are hopeless. This is a mutant force of one to two thousand people. The total number of soldiers in that settlement may not be that many... I even suspect that there are not enough people to feed those mutants."

"Whether it's useful or not, we still have to inform them, so that they can at least be somewhat prepared."

After returning to his motorcycle, Li Jinrong started the engine, looked at Xiao Yue and said.

"Are you coming with me or staying here?"

Xiao Yue sighed and turned over to sit on the motorcycle.

"Although I think you are wasting your efforts...forget it, I'll just walk with you for a while."

Li Jinrong grinned and twisted the handle of the motorcycle.

The thick and long exhaust pipe spewed out black smoke, and just when he was about to drive down the slope, a dull roar suddenly came from the sky.

He looked up at a patch of paint

Black night sky.

Through the gaps in the black clouds, and with the moonlight, I could vaguely see cross-shaped black shadows.

Xiao Yue, who was following him, also noticed the abnormality above his head, looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

"……what is that?"

Li Jinrong also wanted to know what it was.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and just when he was about to speak, he saw the jet-black crosses breaking away from the edge of the clouds and rushing towards the mutants on the plain under the cover of night.

There was such a big noise in the sky, and the mutants obviously noticed something abnormal above their heads. There was a momentary commotion in the convoy driving on the plain.

Standing on the off-road vehicle with half of his body exposed, the burly Kulu looked up at the sky, frowned, and sharp fangs leaked from the seam of his mouth.

The buzzing roar made him feel a hint of instinctive threat.

However, at this moment, he obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem - what it meant for a rapidly marching army to encounter an air attack on the plains.

In this stunned moment, the cross flying in the sky began to dive towards the ground, and with the piercing scream of the buzzer, it threw aerial bombs to the ground.

Hundreds of kilograms of aerial bombs rained down in the sky, and balls of fire instantly exploded on the plains.

The airwaves from the explosion overturned trucks one after another. The mutant warriors on the carriages were either killed on the spot or thrown out by the overturned trucks.

The mutants who were blinded by the explosion had no idea what was going on, especially the guys who were following the truck and eating the exhaust fumes. They gasped and saw the truck being blown away.

Some mutants thought they had awakened incredible abilities and blew up the truck in one breath. It was not until the next second they saw that almost all the trucks were bombed that they realized it was an enemy attack.

An expression of disbelief appeared on every ugly green-skinned face.

The moon comes out in the west!

How dare someone take the initiative to cause trouble for them! And he beat them so badly as soon as he came up! Most of the survivors on this land are soft-footed shrimps, which they were when they were born. Those two-legged animals have always been chased by them. Even if they occasionally take out one or two powerful treasures, they will quickly snatch them away. This is the first time they have seen such a scary thing. , and so many of them appeared at once.

No—it can’t be said to be the first time.

In fact, they had experienced the alliance's missiles as early as that night, but no one took that weak thing to heart.

After all, not many people were killed at the time. The strong mutant shook his head and got up.

The fiasco that Og suffered later obviously didn't make them learn any lessons. They just thought that guy was a coward who couldn't even deal with a group of weak human things and didn't dare to come back after the failure.

Facing the planes that were out of reach, the mutants who were blinded by the bombs all had confusion written on their faces.

This thing can't be reached enough, and it can't be aimed accurately. They didn't know what to do for a while. At the same time, above the night sky.

After each W-2 completed the dive bombing, they all pulled up the nose of the aircraft and returned to a safe height, preparing for the next dive.

"Hahahaha! It's so exciting!" Sitting on one of the planes, Mosquito looked excitedly at the clusters of fire blooming on the ground behind him, his face flushed with excitement.

Since the war in Luoxia Province came to an end, he has no use as a pilot, and he has spent all his free time participating in the excitement of professional players.

Later, his teammates tricked him into blowing up the kitchen of the military camp.

This time it was the brother from the next door corps who stabbed Lou Zi, and it was finally him who wiped someone else's butt.

It’s time for him to wait for the opportunity to appear! The communication channel whirred, and Feng Qing's voice soon came.

"...Captain, what should we do next? Go back to resupply?"

Mosquito chuckled.

"Supplies? Give me a hammer! Give it to me

Beat it with a machine cannon! "

"But it's too dark and you can't see anything on the ground."

Even if a flare is thrown, the visual range is quite limited.

Without the cooperation of ground troops, a simple air strike was indeed a bit reluctant.

Feng Qing estimated that in that round of dive bombing, only a hundred mutants were actually killed.

As for minor injuries and serious injuries, there is no need to count them at all. After all, with the recovery ability of mutants, most people can recover as long as they are not killed on the spot.

Of course, killing a hundred or so of them wouldn’t be bad.

At least their first goal had been achieved - to disable the mutant vehicles and prevent the green-skinned beasts from marching towards Pinecone Farm.

As long as the mutant troops lose their mobility, even if they don't die much, the pressure on the friendly forces of Pinecone Farm will be much less.

The mosquitoes obviously know this too, their mission has been accomplished.

But one-

It's not like him to just call it a day after completing the task.

"It's not important! It doesn't matter if you can't see. Just show me the approximate location and that's it! Brothers, rush with me! Gagaaaa——"

With a wild laugh, Mosquito swung the joystick to the side, took the lead in turning the nose of the aircraft and shot back again, with a cannon aimed at the ground.

At the same time, on the ground where he fired a bunch of cannons, the stunned mutants finally came to their senses and began to spread out to avoid the planes that turned around and came back.

Looking at the little flies flying all over the sky and the burning steel waste on the ground, Kulu, standing on the cross-country, was so filled with hatred that he almost bit his teeth into pieces.

Forty armed trucks!

He robbed more than a dozen caravans of equipment, and he lost more than half of them in just one explosion!

His heart seemed to be bleeding, and he was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Kuru! Fire for me! Everyone fire! Shoot down those noisy sparrows!"

Driven by anger, he grabbed the machine gun welded to the roof of the car with both hands, and fired at the night sky.

Thick tongues of flames and rain of bullets flew after the butt of the plane, and the tracers floating all over the sky looked scary, but he didn't know that the gunfire had revealed his own position. Not a single sign.

20's machine gun was faster than the gunfire, and almost the moment he heard the roar through the sky, a string of bullets had already clattered into the car under him.

Huge bullet holes crawled from the hood of the off-road vehicle to the muddy trunk. Caught in the roaring hail of bullets, the driver in the front seat was killed instantly, and then the deputy sitting behind him.

"Ah~~!"

The turbid flesh and blood splashed in the carriage, all over Kuru. He was equally unhappy bathed in the rain of blood, and the machine gun in his hand was beaten into scraps.

After falling out of the out-of-control off-road vehicle, Kulu screamed and was about to curse, but he saw that his car had driven not far away, and was hit by an airplane that was chasing behind it, and the fuel tank was blown out, and it broke down in the wilderness. It exploded into a ball of sparks.

A wisp of hot sweat rolled down the worm-like brow and fell to the ground. Kuru's Adam's apple moved, and he finally realized that he had saved his life.

He struggled to get up from the ground and saw half of his arm that had fallen to the side. He subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pick it up, only to see the remaining half lifted up.

The pain that gradually came back to consciousness spread all over the body along with the wound, and the ferocious and twisted green face twisted into a ball in an instant.

When he raised his eyes again and looked at the messy battlefield around him and the countless mutant warriors killed and injured in an instant, he could no longer suppress the shock and anger in his heart.

"Ahhhh!!!"

At the same time, the mosquito that completed a round of strafing pulled up the nose of the aircraft again.

Looking back at the surface where the firelight was flickering, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Even though he had seen all kinds of strange opponents, he was also a little surprised by the courage of these green-skinned guys.

"Good guy..."

Shooting into the sky is okay.

Is this because he's afraid that his eyesight is bad and he won't be able to find where to scan?

On the other side, next to the hills a few kilometers away.

Staring dumbfounded at the fire blooming on the plain in the distance and the mutant soldiers fleeing in all directions, Xiao Yue couldn't help but swallow, and finally squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

"...It's an Alliance plane."

Li Jinrong half-opened his mouth and said nothing, just looking straight at the plain.

He had heard earlier that an organization called the Alliance had a fight with Legion members in the northwest, but he had no specific idea of ​​whether it was the Alliance or the Legion.

Now he knows better.

The noisy rain of fire left an indelible impression on his heart.

The mutant troops, who were murderous and arrogant a second ago, were instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​fire. The green-skinned beasts who were lucky enough to survive fled like they were dying under the tracers flying in the sky.

Seeing that there was no sound for a long time, Xiao Yue looked at Lao Li beside him and said with difficulty.

"...Do we still need to go to that farm?" This seems to be nonsense.

Li Jinrong was silent for a while and nodded.

"Let's go there." Of course.

This was not for reporting a message or anything. Those people obviously already knew about this group of mutants leaving the city, so there was no need for them to report a message.

The interesting part is why this group of mutants rushed to Pinecone Farm in the middle of the night, and why the alliance's plane appeared above the heads of these mutants.

As we all know, Pinecone Farm is the sphere of influence of the Torch Church, and the Qi Tribe is an ally of the church.

Li Jinrong vaguely guessed something, and felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Could it be that the Alliance has officially sent troops against the Torch Church? !

This is great news...Pinecone Farm.

The brainwashing by the mind interference device has been lifted, but the chaos in the settlement is far from over.

However, the players who stayed in the settlement at this moment had no time to take care of those crazy guys. Some of them stayed in the annex, and some of them, led by Brother Ye Shi, killed the church in the settlement.

"Open the door! FBI! Bah, give me some warmth!"

Kicking open the half-closed door, the Kidney Fighter with a rifle rushed in, sweeping around with murderous intent.

Seeing the guy with only half a body, the priest hiding in the church was frightened on the spot. The grenades originally used to kill him all fell to the ground, and he forgot to pull the ring.

He knows nothing.

People outside suddenly went crazy and bit people they saw.

But at this juncture, the respected apostle disappeared, and the gunshots outside were like firecrackers. He was suddenly frightened and panicked, and he didn't know what to do except pray.

Seeing the priest huddled in a corner of the church, Murderous Dagger strode forward with two excavator-like fists, punched his side with two big fists, and said with a grin.

"Where are the apostles here? Apostles of the Torch Church, don't pretend to be stupid and say you don't know."

"I, I -" The pastor trembled, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Stop talking nonsense to him."

Ye Shi walked up to him, poked his head with the gun, looked into his eyes and said.

"Tell me, where is the basement of this church?"

"I, I'll take you there."

With the black gun pointed at him, the priest still didn't have the courage to keep the secret, and tremblingly led the group of people to the basement of the church. It's dark here.

The Kidney Fighter was just about to take out the flashlight when Quit Smoking found the button on the wall. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the dark basement was illuminated by incandescent lights.

Putting the flashlight away in embarrassment, the Kidney Fighter coughed and said.

"Is there really any underground passage here?"

This seems to be just a very ordinary study room, about seven or eight square meters, with two bookshelves on the wall.

A table with nothing on it.

Ye Shi looked at the priest standing aside, who turned pale at his gaze and hurriedly shook his head like a rattle.

"I, I don't know, this is the apostle's study... I've only come in a few times."

"Generally speaking, you have to find the mechanism to open the door...

I quit smoking and touched my chin, squatting next to the empty table, searching left and right, but I couldn't find any way out after searching for a long time.

Seeing him messing with the bookshelf again, Murderous Dagger couldn't stand it any longer. He clicked his tongue and walked forward using his hands and feet.

"Get out of the way, I'm here!"

Quitting subconsciously, he stepped back and glanced at this guy.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hey, there's no need to ask, hard work will bring about miracles!"

Murderous Dagger chuckled. He had installed this exoskeleton for so long, so he finally found a chance to put it to use.

Without saying much, he raised his excavator-like fist and smashed it against the wall with all his strength.

That punch was indeed powerful enough, but the wall was not made of mud after all, and it bounced back with a muffled sound.

The dust was removed from the wall, and there was nothing left. But from the sound, I knew that the back of this wall was probably solid, and even if there was a secret door, it couldn't be here.

Seeing the pairs of eyes staring directly at him, Sha Dagger himself felt embarrassed. He coughed and wanted to scratch his head, but gave up after looking at his own hands.

"Uh... not this side, I'll try another wall."

He also realized that this method was a bit unwise, but the problem was that he had already pretended, and when he looked back, he was somewhat unable to get off the stage.

Seeing Brother Shadagger walking towards the other wall, the Yeshi people standing at the door were dumbfounded.

"Damn it... what if you can't find the door and block the passage?!"

And if there is a trap——

Before he could finish his words, the fist as big as an iron pot had already hit the wall. But this time it was different from the past. There was a crack under the broken wall plaster.

Murderous Dagger was surprised when he saw this and said happily. "There's something behind you!"

He raised his fist and was about to smash it when a loud noise suddenly came from outside the basement.

The players standing outside shouted loudly.

"...Don't move! Put down the gun!" As he said this, there were two gunshots.

Before the gunfire rang out, Ye Shi had already rushed out, and other players followed closely behind him.

After a while, the gunfire outside stopped, and the voices of teammates came from the communication channel.

"The guy has been caught... The guy came directly from the main entrance of the church and bumped into me, hehe."

"Good guys, after a long day of work, their news is half a beat behind our mission, and they haven't even entered the tunnel yet..."

"Four Apostles!"

"Caught a big fish!"

"Who wants to go back to the annex? Let Lao Bai turn off the mind interference device. This intermittent signal is too uncomfortable!"

Is this...clear?

Listening to the voices of his teammates in the communication channel, Murderous Dagger standing by the wall was confused. He was stunned for a long time before he squeezed out a word from his mouth.

Blanch!