This Game Is Too Realistic

The southern suburbs of Jinhe City.

An inconspicuous factory building sits in a deserted urban area.

The spacious courtyard is filled with cargo boxes that have been abandoned for countless years, and a few clumps of grass are swaying in front of the rusty iron gate.

Several green heads were hidden in the shadows of the factory windows, vigilantly monitoring the nearby streets.

This is the transit warehouse for the Torch Church to import weapons and ammunition to the Qi Tribe.

Although it is more than ten kilometers away from the frontline, logistics personnel can easily deliver weapons to the frontline soldiers through the intricate subway network.

The tall buildings blocked the continuous gunshots, and only one or two loud explosions from time to time reminded Ga En that the flames of war had reached the edge of his nose hair.

Now that the sound of the explosion could no longer be heard, Ga En's mood did not improve at all, but became even more irritable.

Just now he learned that his men had retreated from the surface to the underground, which also meant that the Qi tribe's lair on the surface was completely lost.

Standing at the door of the warehouse and factory, Ga En's fists were clenched, his teeth were almost broken, and his angry eyes almost burst out with fire.

The lair was taken over by a group of two-legged animals...

Such a shame and humiliation has never happened in a century!

Noticing Ga En, the mutant who was guarding the window quickly left the window, rolled on the ground and trotted to open the door for the patriarch.

Accompanied by the sound of creaking metal, the rusty door opened a crack, and an old mutant man with a stooped stature emerged from the crack in the door, looking at Gaen and bowing slightly.

"Lord Patriarch."

Ga En was usually quite polite to the old priest who stood on his side, but at this moment he didn't have any good looks.

Striding up to Gomo, Ga En reached out and grabbed his collar, staring at him with big copper-bell eyes.

"Where's the support I need?"

Gomo said calmly.

"It's all here."

Seeing that he still looked calm and composed at this juncture, Jia En suddenly became furious, spitting and shouting.

"You know what I want is not the pile of fire sticks, what I want is something that can get rid of the iron lump! Tell the people with the torch! If they continue to mess around, they will have to guard the research institute themselves! "

Of course, he just said this.

Without the support of the Torch, the Qi tribe might have been wiped out by the Alliance in minutes.

Not to mention those modified prosthetics.

It's strange that the tribe's own processing technology was so difficult to make an automatic rifle that it jammed three times and one shot jammed.

He knew very well that it was okay to use the meat from the biological research institute as a bargaining chip to threaten his allies.

But if the "Champion" Pharmaceutical Biological Research Institute really falls, the Qi tribe may immediately lose the support of the Torch Church.

Looking at Ga En, whose face was twisted with anger, Gomo sighed softly.

He still remembered that a few days ago, the young patriarch comforted himself with a confident face, saying that he could just continue the ceremony and there was no need to worry about things on the battlefield.

However, in just a few days, he only encountered a small setback, and he became like this. Not only did he forget what he said, he even placed all his hopes on the outsider of the Torch Church... ..

But whatever.

This is also to be expected.

After a pause, Gomo slowly continued.

"That's what I'm talking about, and it's here too."

Ga En was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

From the slit in his eyes, Gomo saw his desire for power, even if he didn't really understand what the power he possessed was.

The expression was like that of a child eager for a new toy.

Looking at the burly baby in front of him, Gomo suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

Maybe it's this

This kind of innocence led them to this unimagined land...

Ga En loosened his grip on the collar of the old priest in front of him, and his tone became slightly more polite.

"take me."

"follow me."

Gomo nodded, turned and walked towards the rusty door behind him.

With a desire for power flashing in his eyes, Ga En followed without hesitation and stepped into the dark factory building.

It was dark inside the factory.

To avoid detection by Alliance aircraft, there were no lights on.

Gaen squinted his eyes to adapt to the dim light in the factory, and soon saw cylindrical culture tanks filled with dark green liquid.

A two-meter-tall body is soaked in a culture tank. Their skin is gray-black, with everted fangs and tapered chins. If you look closely, there is a layer of fine hairs. Under that tall and thin body there were muscles that could be seen with fiber texture. Although not many, they were very explosive, and they were surrounded by a circle of wrinkled flesh membrane.

Ga En walked in, his eyes widening slightly.

If you look closely, you will see that the fleshy membrane surrounding the body is actually two pairs of folded wings, extending from the armpits to the crotch!

He had never seen such an ugly monster.

"....This is?"

Gomo walked up to the culture tank and spoke softly without answering the question.

"When scholars studied gestalt life forms a century and a half ago, they first designed a framework for the perfect life that was still on the blueprint. Its DNA must be stable enough to resist interference from external factors, and at the same time it must It is tolerant enough to accept all the genes designed for it... and mutants are such a framework. Even though it is still far away from the proposition of the most perfect life, it has already achieved common goals. The first step to a perfect life.”

After a pause, he continued.

"It is the most perfect "carrier" on the planet, an almost universal multi-functional platform! "

Ga En frowned slightly, feeling confused by what the old priest said.

The most perfect life?

He has no doubt that he is the most perfect being, and he does not feel at all that he is far from that proposition.

As for what carrier and what multifunctional platform...

He had no idea what the old guy was talking about.

Gaen's confusion was completely expected, and Gomo slowly continued.

"...We can implant all the good qualities we need into this perfect carrier, so that we can innately surpass the abilities of all machines. For example, Goliath can devour almost all organic matter and transform it into Biomass that can be used by us. The mountains of corpses outside can be converted into biomass raw materials that are useful to us. Another example is the bat-winged people in front of you. They can fly freely in the air without the help of aircraft. soar."

"Bat-Winged Man." As he chewed the name, the confusion in Ga En's eyes gradually turned into understanding, and then into fanaticism.

If every mutant could master the ability to fly...

There is no doubt that his own ethnic group will become the master of this land! Didn't that Heart of Steel just bully them into not being able to fly?

However, this idea only lasted in Ga En's mind for less than a minute. When he saw the small number of poor bat-winged people in the factory, the enthusiasm in his eyes gradually cooled down.

"Being able to fly...that sounds really good, but it's a pity that the number of these little guys is too small." Gaen touched his chin and analyzed it calmly, "There are only a hundred or so of them in total. I'm afraid there are still more than a hundred of them." It’s not enough for that iron lump to stick between your teeth.”

It would be nice if there were more.

Seeing the thoughts in the patriarch's belly, Gomo smiled lightly and said in a very soft voice.

"Of course it's not just the number you saw. At this moment, there are at least tens of thousands of bat-winged people deployed in the entire Jinhe City."

Ga Eun's eyes

Kong shrank slightly, and the enthusiasm that had died down resurfaced in those bloodthirsty eyes.

Tens of thousands!

One person's spit can flood that airship!

Looking at Ga En who had regained his fighting spirit, Gomo slowly continued.

"The Heart of Steel has a lot of firepower and has a deflector shield that is immune to almost all kinetic energy weapons, but it can't do anything to deal with threats from close range... The Alliance took advantage of this weakness in the past, and from Legion We captured the Heart of Steel from our hands. Of course, we can also use the same method to remove this airship from

Taken from their hands. "

"Now that the Alliance's troops are basically in Jinhe City, the defenses on the Heart of Steel must be empty. We only need to use the cover of gray mist to launch a sudden attack on them--"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ga En grabbed Gomo's shoulders and said excitedly, "Hurry up and do it!"

As long as we can seize the airship and bombard the Alliance soldiers in the city, even if we can't wipe out those nasty guys, we can at least reduce the pressure on the front line.

"Don't get excited, I haven't finished speaking yet," Gomo coughed slightly and continued, "The bat-winged man's genes have not actually been designed yet. Like Goliath, they are still at the stage of groping and learning from practice. . One of the most obvious flaws that has not yet been solved is that they need to be under the influence of a psychic interference field to exert their full combat effectiveness."

Ga En stared at him with his eyebrows knitted together like a caterpillar.

"What's the meaning."

Gomo continued.

"To put it simply, without a backbone, they are just a bunch of mindless wild dogs that only know how to bite the targets around them and then eat. We need a warrior who is strong enough to drive them to fight with his own will."

With that said, Gomo turned around and walked to the end of the warehouse, standing in front of a huge culture tank.

This culture tank is obviously different from other culture tanks. Not only is it twice the size, but the things stored in it are also more special.

Its whole body is covered with black scales, and it is more than four meters tall. It has a human-shaped outline, but it doesn't look like a human, but more like a skin bag.

Or armor!

Following Gomo here, the moment Ga En looked at the culture tank, his eyes were completely glued to it and couldn't move away.

The scarlet flesh was pulsing on the inside of the open skirt, like a breathing mouth, calling or inviting him.

He didn't know what it was.

The power he dreamed of was right in front of him.

Gomo didn't speak, he just stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped on the control terminal.

As the button was pressed, the culture tank quickly made a gurgling sound, and it didn't take long for the dark green liquid to be drained away.

The hatch slowly opened, completely displaying the biomass armor in front of Gawn's eyes.

The pitch black scales and thick biomass shell were exposed to the air

In the middle, the meat membranes on both sides of the ribs are gently beating, and the wrinkled flesh wings are spread out on the back to both sides.

What made Ga En unable to take his eyes away was not only the pair of black wings, but also the swelling and beating chest.

The muscles there seemed to have the power to tear apart steel! Gaen asked.

"...What is this?" Gomo replied softly.

"A kind of biomass armor, its name is Nightmare. It not only has terrifying power, strong biomass armor and the ability to fly, but the most important thing is that it can generate a powerful psychic interference field. Wearing it can Order all bat-winged people."

Nightmare.....

Ga En chewed the name over and over again, feeling very fond of it.

He had no doubt that wearing this armor would become an eternal nightmare in the minds of all old humans.

He looked at Gomo and asked impatiently.

"How to use this thing

? "

Gomo said in a very soft voice.

"Just put it on, and when it becomes a part of your body, you will naturally understand how to use it. It is as simple as breathing... But you have to think clearly, once you put it on, It's impossible to take it off anymore." "Just what I want!"

Ga En laughed loudly, took off his clothes without saying a word, walked forward with his naked body, and stepped into the culture tank.

The Qi tribe respects the strong.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.

As the strongest person in his clan, he would never give up this opportunity to become stronger to anyone else!

Even if he knew there were risks, he was still willing to give it a try!

The moment Ga En's back rested on the biomass armor, tentacles immediately crawled all over his body.

The sharp interface pierced into his flesh and blood, and countless tiny cilia became entangled with the nervous system of his body.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The sudden severe pain made Ga En couldn't help but let out a roar of pain. His eyes were bloodshot and his muscles all over his body were trembling as if they were being electrocuted.

The pain was hundreds of times greater than that of prosthetic surgery. He felt like something was stuffed into his body, and he also had part of his flesh and blood.

poured into that guy.

The first thing to be integrated is the nerves, then the blood, and even everything in the body!

Gaen felt as if he had returned to the chaotic placenta, with an invisible umbilical cord binding him to the mass of flesh surrounding his body.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already an unknown amount of time later.

Gaen can no longer feel his original body, and his consciousness seems to have completely integrated into a new body——

A stronger body!

He clenched his fists, and a crackling sound came from his arms, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering happily.

The delighted Gaen then moved his wings, and the hurricane blew the animal skin clothes on the ground away. The high priest and several minions took a few steps back unconsciously.

Gomo stared at the reborn Gaen with bright eyes, and a hint of fanaticism gradually emerged in his cloudy pupils.

Although this road is full of twists and turns -

But a more powerful creature was born in front of him, which gave him some comfort... At least those sacrifices were not in vain.

Ga En clenched his powerful fist and looked at the stage with satisfaction.

Gomo at the foot of the stairs.

"By the way, how on earth were those bat-winged men made? Can the church people make more of them?"

Gomo lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully.

"Similar to Goliath, it is mainly bred from juvenile mutants. The output may not be as exaggerated as you think... but I believe that as long as you give them enough time, they will definitely be able to build one for you. The invincible air force."

Ga En frowned.

"What about this biomass armor?"

"It's similar...just with some other things added."

To be honest, Gomo didn't know very well and could only answer vaguely.

But this explanation was enough for Ga En. A hint of surprise appeared in the amber pupils, and then the surprise turned into joy.

I see.

No wonder he felt a familiar aura from this biomass armor. It turned out that it was also the blood of his tribe.

Although he felt something was wrong, he didn't take it to heart. As long as you can get stronger power!

That kind of insignificant thing is fine no matter what!

"Roar one by one!"

He raised his head and let out a hearty roar, and the fleshy wings connected to his back suddenly stretched to both sides, and the harsh sound waves surged around with the air waves rolled up by the wings.

The mutants backed away in horror.

The same goes for the aging Gomo, but there is no trace of panic in his eyes, only enthusiasm.

As if hearing his orders, the bat-winged men in the culture tanks opened their closed eyes one after another, and beat the glass of the culture tanks with their hands, feet and teeth like crazy, dragging the wet The body emerged from inside.

It's hard to imagine that this thing was hatched from a mutant baby.

But just as Gaen thought, such trivial issues didn't matter at all.

Looking at the beasts with hideous faces and sharp teeth, a cruel smile appeared on Ga En's face.

.....It's time for revenge! "

At the same time, on the roof of an office building several kilometers away from the factory, an old man wearing an exoskeleton slowly opened his closed eyes.

He heard the sharp roar hidden in the wind, and also heard the turbulent undercurrent hidden in the fog.

The biological weapons deployed by the Torch Church in this city have finally been activated.

Monsters with sharp teeth and sharp mouths were roaring towards the steel giant, led by a beast.

Soon it will all be over.

Although I don't know where Luo Gan has gone, from now on, there will no longer be any dirty things that will interfere with the arrival of the holy kingdom of heaven on this land.

Slowly looking in the direction of the airship, Arzu's lips curled into a cold sneer.

"A group of blood-sucking moths sitting on the legacy of the past. Instead of rebuilding the Utopia of the past and educating the ignorant people, they drove the car in reverse back to the era of prosperity. But after picking up the wreckage of a frigate, they became arrogant. Such an incomprehensible appearance."

A ship of this class.

He was not even cannon fodder during the three years of war. He sneered and squeezed out the words from between his lips.

"Aren't you very good at fighting?"

"I want to see if you have the ability to leave a whole body for yourself."

North of Jinhe City.

The front line of the battle between the Alliance and the Strange Horde.

After controlling the entrance to the subway station and the streets leading to the "Champion" Biological Research Institute, the alliance's ground forces did not continue to advance. Instead, they steadily built a new line of defense and waited for supplies from the rear.

After a whole day of fighting, most players have almost exhausted their ammunition. Even if they can carry it, the guys in their hands can't.

After demarcating their respective defense zones, the commanders of each corps immediately held a simple combat meeting to determine the attack plan for the next stage.

The command headquarters has given the frontline troops sufficient autonomy to make decisions and choose the order in which tasks should be completed based on the situation on the frontline.

That is, players can decide for themselves whether to prioritize attacking the "Champion" Biological Research Institute, or to pursue the victory and annihilate the mutants who escaped into the subway.

For the convenience of communication and brainstorming, the discussion will be conducted in the player section of the official website forum as usual.

But although it is said to be a discussion, there is actually no controversy at all.

Almost all the corps leaders agreed that although those green-skinned beasts were hateful, taking down the Champion Biological Research Institute was the top priority.

This is not only because it contains one thousand cubic meters of nuclear fuel and the pseudo-brood that dominates the gray mist. From a strategic point of view, taking it there can also effectively divide their opponents.

After all, the alliance between the Torch Church and the Qi tribe is mainly maintained by that research institute.

Once the Alliance breached the research institute and destroyed the "Kingdom of Heaven" that descended on Jinhe City, the Qi tribe lost their greatest strategic value to the Torch Church.

If, in turn, the institute is surrounded and the primary goal is to annihilate the active forces in the subway, although it can reduce the number of mutants as much as possible and prevent those guys from hiding in the corners of the subway, it may also create new variables.

After losing a bishop of the diocese, it is impossible for the Torch Church to still be kept in the dark. Even if there is no bigger move, a new one will definitely be sent.

A quick victory is the most beneficial option for the alliance, even if the mutants have to be exterminated later

It's worth spending a little more time on the Human Disabled Party.

It only took ten minutes for the commanders of the corps to reach a consensus. However, at this moment, the commander of the spring water, which had not bubbled up all this time, suddenly said something.

"I always feel that your progress is too smooth."

The Storm Corps had previously taken over the work of the Jungle Corps, suppressing bandits in the mountainous forest areas of the northern border of the alliance, and did not participate in this server event.

Although his corps had nothing to do with this event, Quan Shui couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw the lively discussion among the good brothers there, so he intervened.

I didn't care about this guy's trouble, so I typed on the edge of the water.

"Wouldn't it be better if everything goes smoothly? (Funny)"

Commander Quanshui: "I'm not saying it's bad... I just feel like you won too easily. Your opponents are either really stupid, or they're probably holding back some big moves."

Killing chickens at midnight: "Why do you see it?"

Commander Fountain: "Generally speaking, if there is no chance of winning at all, if I were the leader of the mutants, I would definitely turn around and run away. No matter how much the Torch Church gives me, if I have money but no life, I can use a hammer, and no matter how good the relationship is, I can't make a mistake. Are you willing to work hard for your allies? Besides, with such a heavy fog, there is nothing we can do if they escape from Jinhe City. The subway extends in all directions, so you may not be able to stop them."

Garbage Picking Level 99: "This is the logic...but it doesn't apply to mutants, right? Maybe they just look down on the old humans who have been slaughtered as sheep? Maybe they haven't thought about it until now. You will lose."

Killing Chickens at Midnight: "+1, those animals don't seem to be that thoughtful."

Commander Quanshui: "This is not a matter of mind. If they really didn't think about losing, they wouldn't retreat underground. Wouldn't it be nice to have a decisive battle with you directly on the surface?"

Fang Chang: "Well... I was thinking about this issue just now, but I really want to

If it doesn't come out, what other cards will they have left to use. And if there really is some kind of card that can turn the situation around, why didn't you use it earlier and only use it now? "

Commander Quanshui: "Brother, think about it, how did we capture the Heart of Steel in the first place?"

Irena: "Fuck, this guy is going to start showing off. (Funny)"

Elf King Fugui: "Okay, I know it was you who commanded it. (Funny)"

Commander Quan Shui: "Ahem, I really didn't mean that. I'm serious! Think about it carefully. Have you found anything similar?"

Quit smoking: "Contain the ground troops, and then make a surprise attack... Damn it? You mean they can imitate us?"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "But the problem is that mutants don't have planes, right?"

Commander Quanshui: "It's really impossible for those big guys to build an airplane... But I say what if, if the biological weapons they master are not just big guys like Goliath and 'Roshan' with thick blood and resistance to beating, What about the guy who can fly?"

Fang Chang: "So far, we have not witnessed the kind of flying elite monsters you mentioned... But what you said makes sense. Since the Torch Church can cultivate counterintuitive biological weapons, it cannot be ruled out. That's the possibility you mentioned."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Well, except for the phaser cannon that needs to be deployed in advance,

In addition, to deal with airships with deflector shields... gang-hopping is indeed the only effective tactic. "

Debt-eyed: "No...is that kind of thing really possible?!"

Commander Quanshui: "War is not a game of cards. Anything can happen on the battlefield. I just suggested that, just to be on the safe side, would it be better to transfer a team of people back to the airship? Anyway, you have already pushed them to the doorstep."

Lao Bai: "Understood, let's go back! (Baring teeth)"

Regardless of whether the mutant has this card hidden in his hand, leaving a personal anti-stealing tower on the high ground can reassure teammates who push the tower.

Anyway, as Brother Quanshui said, there is no shortage of people like them on the front line.

There are skeleton corps, death corps, etc.

With the brothers from the Jungle Corps here, it is more than enough to capture a research institute.

c There is really a mosquito: "Oh my god... I climbed up the stairs to watch your discussion. My anus tightened when I saw it. I got the hell back online! (Horrified)"

Ye Shi: "Don't panic, brother will come back to accompany you... (squinting smile)"

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