This Game Is Too Realistic

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Picking up trash level 99: "?"

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Picking up trash level 99: "????"

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Ye Shi: "You didn't say anything either. (Funny)"

Irena: "Although I can probably guess... Anyway, I feel sorry for Mr. Trash. (Funny)"

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Elf King Fugui: "Hey, this game is too real. (Funny)"

Picking up trash level 99: “@#%\u0026!”

…

At the foot of Shifeng Mountain.

There was a trace of heat rising from the river bed.

The boiling flames were like the sun falling on the earth's surface. In an instant, a river nearly 100 meters wide was evaporated!

The lush green reeds on both sides of the bank were all turned into ashes, slowly rising with the smoke of explosives.

A huge crater was printed in the center of the 100-meter-wide river, and the shock wave of the explosion actually swept a kilometer away!

As for the mutant standing there, he was bombarded to the point where not even his ashes were left.

Only the guy who fell on the shore still had the slightest bit of strength to sob and wail.

But that's all.

Half of the mutant force of a thousand people was wiped out in an instant without any precautions!

And those little dwarfs who followed the big green-skinned guys suffered countless casualties!

Hiding behind a protruding rock halfway up the mountain, he overlooked the battlefield with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

He believed it when he said it was knocked out by a comet.

Although it is not a nuclear weapon, its power seems to be not much different from some small-yield tactical nuclear weapons.

Even as far as that deep pit is concerned, the power of this thing against fixed bunkers may be even greater than that of conventional nuclear weapons!

After all, although the equivalent and damage effects are positively related, they are not completely equivalent. Damage type, transmission medium, damage radius, energy efficiency attenuation, etc. must also be considered.

Looking at the crater slowly filling up with river water, he silently drew a self-created symbol of the Great Horned Rat Cult on his chest and muttered "Oh my god, my god".

Pray for half a second for Jun Jun...

…

What was peeking at the screen was not only the little mouse halfway up the mountain, but also a scientific research ship floating more than ten kilometers away.

Looking at the thick smoke column rising hundreds of meters high, Yang Kai, who was sitting in the driver's seat, clicked his tongue lightly with a disapproving smile on his face.

"I thought it was something powerful... a barbarian thing."

Just as he expected.

The charge of these 902 shells was 80% modified from the armored torpedoes of the aerospace cruiser.

In space warfare, the lethal effect of nuclear weapons is quite limited. Especially when the deflector shield can effectively resist neutron rays, the thing has only the pitiful killing effect of thermal radiation.

Therefore, when the People's Federation designs weapons for the fleet, the warheads of explosives and guided weapons mainly use chemical explosives that carry oxidizers, high expansion coefficients, and fast detonations.

This weapon is mainly used to deal with densely populated fruit entities and perform orbital bombing missions.

It seems that after the Weiland people inherited the relevant technology, they modified it with their own ideas and made such a thing that is both backward and advanced.

Call it a shame, there is something wrong with the warhead charge. Call it advanced. This launcher could have been made by ancient people in the late industrial age and early atomic energy age.

Perhaps, there is only one way in which this group of Vaillants can hope to conquer the world.

That would be two centuries later.

Wait until the ideal city collapses in the drunken dream, wait until the academy completes all preparations and leaves this galaxy, wait until all the refuges left on this land in the old era disappear, and no more gadgets from the era of prosperity will appear on this land.

By that time, with their huge industrial capabilities and war capabilities, the Velantians may be able to quickly unify the entire planet, and then rebuild a military and xenophobic New People's Federation with the Velantans as the main ethnic group, announcing the end of the Wasteland Era...

There is indeed such a possibility in Dr. Conclusion's deduction, but I don't know how likely it is.

After collecting the explosion data, Yang Kai finally connected to the college headquarters in Wandering Swamp through the communication relays set up along the way, despite huge delays and packet loss rates.

"...As planned, the alliance's frontline troops have been in contact with the Torch Church's frontline troops. There is no suspense in the battle so far. As expected, they will be able to end the battle within two hours."

After a short wait, a gentle and solemn voice came from the communication channel.

"Has the Torch Church shown their trump card?"

He is the chief technology officer of the college, the top leader of the college, and the top leader of the Science and Technology Committee. He is the direct superior of the four directors and is directly responsible to Dr. Conclusion.

It can even be said that when Dr. Conclusion is not around, he is equivalent to the projection of Dr. Conclusion's will.

"There are some mutants who have modified prosthetics, and there are also some degraded varieties, probably new gadgets made by Torch...if that kind of thing can be called a trump card." Yang Kai reported in a respectful tone, humbly Attitude is like that of a student.

"Never underestimate our opponents and competitors," the chief technology officer said meaningfully after hearing a trace of disapproval hidden behind the respect, then paused and continued, "This is a precious opportunity for experimentation. I need you to collect all the data you can, whether it's our people or other combatants in the coalition. Whether it's a legion, a company... or an alliance."

Many years ago, even before the legion's expeditionary force launched the Eastern Expedition, academies with tentacles all over the continent of Middle-earth had already set their sights on the Torch, and the more they learned about this organization, the more they became afraid of it.

If the Enlightenment only exploits the dark side of human nature and the despair of the blue coats in facing the wasteland, then the Torch exploits the despair of all idealists towards human nature.

Their distortion lies not only in technology, but also in such a wide range of influence that even those wastelanders who only care about the present can become their potential assimilation targets.

If the Vaillants win this competition, for human civilization it will be nothing more than a shift from the materialist equality trend to military xenophobia or military authoritarianism.

And if these guys win the competition, the entire planet may become a hive similar to "Gaia", and humans will also complete what they call "ascension" and become a new species with a unified consciousness and a powerful body. species.

What is horrifying to think about is that something similar may have happened on the planet Gaia.

After all, according to the relevant research documents provided by the colony, before the consciousness of Gaia was formed, there seemed to be a highly developed civilization in front of the FTL engine on that planet, similar to the middle of the Prosperous Era of the Federation of People...

In other words, if the many forces in the wasteland continue to fight, it is not impossible for these guys to win!

After comprehensively assessing the risks and benefits, the academy made a series of arrangements to curb the expansion of the Torch, including secretly supporting local survivor forces in the River Valley Province, and guiding the alliance to march south, etc.

According to the original plan, the local survivor forces in the River Valley Province would launch an offensive against the Torch Church in 214 or 215 of the Wasteland Era.

However, due to the introduction of many variables, including the opening of Vault 404, the Pioneer incident, the resurgence of the Legion's eastward expansion faction, the Bone Chewing Rebellion, and the Battle of Luoxia, etc., the original plan deviated from the original track. Not only did The academy, which was originally intended to only indirectly interfere in regional affairs, was directly involved, and even allowed the three major forces that were originally hostile to unite to reunite.

It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

But for the academy, this is at least an opportunity to peek at the screen.

Let them see how other forces outside the Wandering Swamp have developed over the past century and a half...

After listening to the chief technology officer's instructions, Yang Kai looked solemn, immediately suppressed the contempt in his heart, and said respectfully.

"As commanded."

…

Just as the strong man ran to the official website to comfort (hua) Jun Jun, Gray, who had just rushed to the foot of the mountain, had a look of confusion and panic on his ugly face.

There were thousands of Wuyang Wuyang people pouring out from the peak of Fushan Mountain. However, when it rushed to the foot of the mountain, the hundreds of brothers who were the first to go down the mountain seemed to have disappeared from the world.

The blood was dried to black, and broken arms like reed sticks were scattered everywhere.

Even the Wei River seems to be a little narrower and more than a little deep...

A mouthful of hot saliva rolled down his throat, swallowing the blood flowing to his mouth along with fear. The panic on Gray's face was quickly replaced by burning anger, and his gums were as scarlet as blood.

Human stuff!

They all have to die!

Looking at the shadows getting closer and closer in the distance, it raised its head and roared to dispel fear.

"Spread out! Charge!"

Although more than half of them were killed or injured, these guys were mutants after all, and their flesh and blood were by-products of the unfinished Singularity-level technology "Gestalt Life Form"!

The Torch Church even modified them, giving them greater power than the original organisms!

Gray grabbed the shotgun and rushed forward, his steel feet leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Encouraged by the roar, the stunned mutants shook their heads and came to their senses. They stretched out their bloody arms to grasp the rifles that had fallen to the ground again, and headed towards the train and the galloping train in the distance. The Death Corps launched their charge again and crossed the stream that was almost dried up!

Then--

The animals who stood on the north bank saw a scene they would never forget in their lives.

I saw death claws running across the ground with swift and powerful steps.

The sand and dust raised by the strong hind legs formed a rolling torrent in the sky.

The mutant finally regained his courage, and the twisted expression on his face turned into panic again.

Before they could recover, long and thick orange-yellow tracers pounced on them like locusts.

Although the 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb is not as fierce as the 19mm bolt bomb, it is still not something that flesh and blood can withstand.

The mutants who were shot in the body howled and fell to the ground. Not long after they stood up, they were crushed to the side of the muddy river bank.

Relying on his fighting instinct to dodge the incoming cannonballs, Gray strode forward with meteoric strides. The shotgun in his hand kept spitting out long and thick tongues of flame, and he roared furiously.

"go to hell--!"

"You all die!"

The gunshots and roars were deafening, but they seemed somewhat pale amidst the earth-shaking roar.

The roar of running beasts is getting closer.

When he finally met the amber pupils, he felt a chill down his spine that penetrated into his bones.

Death Claw!

These guys are riding Deathclaws!

When he was on the train, he couldn't see it at all. He thought that there were at most some human things standing on it, but he never thought that those humans had tamed such a terrifying alien species!

It's too late to escape!

He stuffed a rifle grenade of the same caliber into the gun chamber and sprayed it at the nearest Death Claw.

The grenade hit the Deathclaw's head, but the Deathclaw next to it bit the side of the warhead, twisted its neck and threw it away.

The grenade exploded into a ball of fire in the air, and the shrapnel flying from a distance of more than ten meters hung on the exoskeleton like scraping.

Seeing this incredible scene, Gray's eyes were so wide that he almost fell out of his sockets.

Obviously it doesn't understand what incredible operations the neural connection device and intelligence-based players can perform when combined.

Looking at the mutant carrying a shotgun, Edgewater rode the Death Claw under him and rushed forward without dodging.

Gray only felt a strong wind coming, and then his three-meter-tall body jumped into the air and flew backwards as if it had been hit by a train.

"ah--!"

Before it could scream in agony, the three-edged bayonet hanging on the lance penetrated its chest like lightning, lifting it up from the air.

Gray felt like he had turned into a rag and was roughly thrown out.

Before it could land on the ground, it watched helplessly as a bloody mouth bit it, cutting off its consciousness in an instant.

"Creak-!"

The head was like a crushed tomato, both red and white, squeezed out of the Death Claw's mouth.

The mutants on the battlefield were all dumbfounded.

They watched helplessly as their boss was crushed to pieces like a grasshopper standing in front of a wheel.

Unable to hold back the fear in their hearts any longer, the mutants who finally regained some morale collapsed completely and began to flee in all directions, driven by their survival instinct.

However, they obviously did not realize how stupid it was to disperse and flee in the face of the cavalry charge. And these cavalry are not riding horses, but the fastest hunters in the wasteland!

The fear of death only accelerates their demise!

Letting out a hearty howl, stimulated by blood and killing, the death claws thirsting for flesh and blood became more ferocious and ran forward harder.

Seeing the mutants escaping, the players switched weapons one after another, hanging the 20mm "Lance" on the back of the Deathclaw, and replaced it with the "Tornado" grenade launcher and the "Town Guard" shotgun. .

At this moment, the bloody fighting has just begun!

At this moment, in the position in front of the military base not far away, the soldiers of the Southern Construction Corps were looking at the battlefield where the cries of killing were boiling.

Many of them have participated in the battle against the wave, and some members of the Tower Organization have fought face-to-face with mutants. After joining the Southern Construction Corps, they have faced the threat of mutants all the time.

However, even so, they have never seen such a jaw-dropping battle!

The ferocious green-skinned big guys were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, being driven around by the shelter residents riding death claws.

"Your Majesty the Big-Antlered Deer..." Bit swallowed, shock and surprise swaying in his pupils.

Compared with these guys, they were just like a joke when they were stuck in the street fighting against the wave...

The truth is indeed not much different.

I heard that the battle in the northern suburbs was truly brutal. Most of the pressure was shared by the brothers in Dawn City. They were the ones who finally raided the brood nest in the center of the city.

Li Jinrong, a former member of the Iron Tower Organization, stood nearby with a similarly shocked expression on his face.

Especially when he saw the mutants turning around and jumping into the river to escape in fear, their expressions were more like they had picked up something incredible.

Mutants are also afraid!

They are not invincible, they will also run away in fear when faced with stronger guys!

An invisible fire burned in his pupils.

There is still hope for his hometown!

…

The battle ended quickly.

It was even much faster than one of the spectators predicted. Not to mention two hours, not even half an hour, the brothers of the Death Corps drowned the mutants in the river, and saw heads popping up. Just poke him into the water with a knife, or send him away with a headshot.

The few mutants who escaped back to the south bank had their throats bitten off by the death claws that chased after them.

The scarlet blood even dyed the river red, and dark green corpses were washed downstream.

Looking at the much narrower Wei River, I stopped at the edge of the north bank to paddle and couldn't help but click my tongue.

"It seems that the power of the legion cannot be underestimated..."

The power of this shell is almost as powerful as a rocket launcher salvo!

If it were a full round of shelling, I'm afraid not even a fortress like Bicester Town would have much left...

Of course, logistics is another story.

A five-ton artillery shell can probably only be loaded on a train or an anti-gravity airship, and the materials and man-hours consumed in producing this thing can probably be used to build a No. 2 tank!

The caliber of 902 is partly a symbol of strength, but it does not rule out the element of showing off.

After all, this thing must be much more expensive than the cost of a clone infantry bayonet charge...

"Um……"

Looking at the corpses lying on the south bank of the Wei River, the construction site boy and Zhuan nodded cautiously.

Although today's alliance is no longer the original alliance, we have to admit that there is still some distance between them and the old guys who have been leading for a century and a half.

It is not easy to catch up in a limited field. There is no need to belittle oneself, but one must not be blindly arrogant. The alliance's most powerful trump card is not caliber, technology or economy, but the people's hearts united together.

The residents of Ideal City are willing to give up their luxurious life to become an ordinary teacher in Dawn City, and the researchers of the college are willing to give up their future ferry tickets and come to Dawn City to help them start from scratch. Even many of the Wilantes who were captured by them gave up the arrogance flowing in their veins and chose higher ideals.

He now somewhat understands why the manager gave them the two cannons.

And it was still used in the first battle.

They need to understand their opponents, learn from them, and ultimately excel, rather than become more arrogant than their opponents.

From a position not far away, a group of men in military uniforms walked over.

The leader had a look of reverence in his eyes, walked to the side and gave a military salute.

"I am Li Jinrong."

There is no coming down from the Deathclaw as the battle is not over yet.

Edge Pad looked at him and smiled, putting his right fist on his chest and returning the salute.

"Leader of the Death Corps, Edge."

Li Jinrong was immediately surprised when he heard this, the admiration on his face became more obvious, and he said excitedly.

"I have heard about your deeds. I heard that you went through more than ten battles, big and small. You took the lead in each battle, and you came back safe and sound every time!"

Hearing these flattering words, Edge Pad couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, he did not return safely every time.

Among all the players, he died a lot, so much so that he could hardly reach T1 in terms of level.

But that’s not the point, the “Player’s Handbook” is!

Haha, he said with a smile.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. It's all thanks to technology. Technology... just think we're open."

science and technology?

opened?

Li Jinrong was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand, but he didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said.

"We have prepared a place for you to stay, please come with us to rest in the camp!"

The entire Weifu military base is built to a standard of 100,000 people. Not only the alliance's troops, but also the troops of all coalition forces can be stationed here.

After capturing Shifeng Mountain, it became the land logistics hub of the Alliance Army.

When they heard that reinforcements were coming, they had already prepared bedding and food and were waiting for the brothers from Dawn City to arrive.

The edge of the water smiled heartily, but declined the kindness.

"No need, our station is on the mountain in front! When you see our flag flying on the top of the mountain later, please bring everything up!"

"On the mountain?" Li Jinrong was stunned for a moment, looked hesitantly at the people who were eager to try, and opened his mouth in surprise, "Don't you think..."

Edge Paddling grinned, turned his gaze to the distant peaks, and squinted his eyes.

"The manager said so."

"Let us show the momentum of the alliance and don't let our friends from afar look down upon us!"

After saying that, he looked at the brothers stationed on the north bank and waved the "lance" in his hand forward.

"Brothers! Follow me and fight up the mountain! Put our flag on their top!"

After hearing this, everyone who had taken a short break suddenly burst out into a powerful war cry.

"Oh oh oh!"

Not long after everyone crossed the river in a furious manner, Debt Big Eyes finally ran over panting.

"MMP! I'm so exhausted!"

Behind him were a hundred or so fat men who were staggering and staggering when they walked.

After half a year of eating and drinking, these guys can no longer look as frail as before. They are as fat as "mountains of meat".

He held up his knees and took a deep breath. He looked up and looked around with big eyes, but he couldn't even see any of his teammates. He only saw a few men in military uniforms standing there with surprised expressions.

Not caring so much, he asked.

"Where are the people? Those riding dogs!"

Li Jinrong pointed blankly in the direction of the mountain, looking straight at the group of fruiting bodies.

The debtor looked up at the distance with big eyes, and then looked at the river in front of him, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Why don't you build a bridge?"

Li Jinrong smiled bitterly.

"There are mutants on the mountain... We are in a hurry to build the bridge. Aren't we causing trouble for ourselves? But we have everything ready and we can build it quickly."

"Forget it, forget it...I'll fix it later, and you go bring the things over."

Li Jinrong nodded and quickly called his men to rush towards the station.

He thought that he couldn't catch up after him, so he might as well help pack up the loot. He simply stopped chasing him and yelled behind him.

"Children, let's have dinner—Gan, I haven't spoken yet, how come you've all eaten?"

…

The northernmost peak of Shifeng Mountain is called Fushan, and Weifu City is named after Nafu Mountain and Weishui.

Today, the Weifu Wasteland at the foot of the mountain inherits the name of Weifu City in the old days, including the mansion that disappeared previously.

As for the mutants on this mountain, most of them are members of the Shijiao clan.

They have a share of "contribution" to the eighty-mile-long Bone Road. Behind every bone buried in the mountain, there is a line of shocking blood and tears.

The mutants used human skulls to make square towers and femurs to make sentry towers and camps to show off their barbarism and bravery.

But now, these monsters and monsters have finally found a hard bone that they can't bite.

Humans riding Death Claws came up to kill them, and their fighting methods were extremely brutal. In just a few breaths, their barely organized defense line was defeated.

The truly brave warriors all followed their leader named Gray and died at the foot of the mountain. Those who are still on the mountain are either old people, little guys just above the knees, or those who were killed in the previous games. The wounded who were seriously injured in the battle and the goblin who was chained to the door to guard the door.

For these barbaric guys, the players of the Death Corps did not hold back. As soon as they saw them, they would stab them with a knife or knock them down with a shot, giving them equal death!

This battle was so dark that the people fought from the rock wall into the cave, then from the cave into the tunnel, and finally from the other side of the mountain, as if even the dusk in the distance was stained with color. A layer of turbid scarlet.

In two hours, the Shijiao clan was slaughtered, and countless corpses were piled up in the open space into a hill.

A rough count, not counting the goblins, there were as many as one or two thousand corpses on the mountain!

And if you include the goblins, there might be five to six thousand of them!

This shows how serious this blood debt is!

After counting the casualties and loot, he tied his mount to a big rock by paddling, and then led several players on foot into the Shijiao Clan Palace.

Rather than saying this is a palace, it is actually the nest located in the center.

Generally speaking, mutants like to place their captives in the middle of the camp, where they can enjoy themselves, whether eating them or not.

As soon as they stepped through the stone door of the lair, everyone smelled a pungent stench coming from the cave.

"...The smell of hydrogen sulfide, I guess it's rotten eggs." He held his nose and complained in the middle of the night, holding an umbrella but not a knife.

Laplace, who was walking next to him, searched the surroundings carefully with a flashlight and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't guess... pay attention to the corners, especially under your feet. Don't fall into the trap."

[Madam, you don’t want to either, right?] He added with a playful smile: “That’s right! You don’t want to be fed rotten eggs by mutants, right?”

"Go away." Brother Midnight made a vomiting expression, but the look on his face became serious.

Fortunately, these mutants did not seem to consider that the captives might escape. The players did not encounter any traps along the way and reached the deepest part of the darkness easily.

It was a very spacious space, and about ten iron cages that could only fit an elephant were displayed on both sides of the space.

The survivors were crowded into the dirty cage, with no room to straighten their legs, and no reaction to the arrival of their compatriots. They just maintained their previous actions with their eyes blankly.

In comparison, even the pillager's dungeon seems a lot more benevolent. At least the disgusting guys will dump some of the shit out instead of letting the germs multiply here.

Until the player steps into this space, there are still several short goblins chirping and rudely venting their primitive instincts on a dirty body.

Judging from the width of the cave entrance, this should be an incubation room for mutants, not a cave with a very short entrance.

These short guys probably sneaked in here while the big guys were out looting.

Not wanting to watch the cruel scene for even a second, he strode forward wearing the edge of his exoskeleton, reached out and pinched the necks of the goblins, and threw them away as they whined and took their last breath. In the corner.

The unkempt woman was lying on the stone table, her belly swollen like a balloon, and she was looking at him blankly. The gray expression seemed to be dead, and the only evidence of survival was the weak breathing.

Most survivors met such a miserable end after being caught by mutants, whether it was the River Valley Province or the Jinchuan Province.

The only difference is that Torch's biotechnology prolongs this despair.

"Torch used drugs on these survivors...most probably because of the drug, otherwise the people here might have died long ago." The boy at the construction site whispered to Brick and then stopped talking.

Edge Paddling was silent for a while, and finally sighed.

"...Send them to Singularity City."

In the end, he still didn't have the heart to give these poor people a ride like Captain Lu did, even though he could feel the man begging him to take action.

No matter what choice the poor people here make in the future, at least this choice should be made by themselves...

"Um."

The boy at the construction site nodded with Brick, stepped forward silently, tore open the shroud he was wearing and covered the woman, then carried her outside the cave.

After taking away all the rescued survivors, the Death Corps players set a fire on the mountain and completely sealed the entrances to the filthy caves.

Mutants have larger bodies and have difficulty hiding in caves that are inaccessible to humans, but goblins with short stature can easily hide in cracks that humans cannot enter.

This fire should be able to burn some of them, but it will definitely not burn them all.

It is not easy to completely eliminate the mutants in this mountainous area. It is far from something that can be accomplished by thousands or hundreds of incendiary bombs or thermobaric bombs.

However, they who are stationed here will continue to kill, taking turns to go online and kill at the changing of the guard. If they die, they will take the train from Dawn City and continue again - until this twisted evil is slaughtered.

Although the evil in the wasteland is far more than what meets the eye, fortunately they have endless blood and strength! You can keep killing!

Dusk comes to an end.

The flag of the Alliance and the flag of the Death Legion fluttered on the highest peak of Fushan.

Debt Big Eyes and his one hundred or so physical brothers, with the guidance and help of the engineers from the Construction Corps, finally built the pontoon bridge.

Seeing that the fat boys he had fed finally helped, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face with big debt eyes.

There are also points for repairing fortifications. As long as you join the group, you are not considered a member.

Although he soon thought that the money he spent on feed could help many young ladies in need, his whole face started to hurt again...

Carload after carload of supplies were delivered to the mountainside, and were delivered up by logistics soldiers wearing exoskeletons.

The first hilltop of Shifeng Mountain has been captured by the Alliance, and the first step of the eighty-mile Bone Road has finally been taken.

The alliance's front line is still forty miles away from the highest peak of Blood Mountain, and there are still seventy-seven miles away from Laishan, the northern gateway of Haiya Province.

This is the first battle between the Alliance and the Torch Church!

A great victory in this battle!