This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 785 Landing on the Coast of Death
., this game is too real!
"It seems that a lot of things have happened in the wasteland recently...in places we don't know about." Heart of Steel, captain's room.
After listening to the recording sent by Fang Chang, a fatherly smile appeared on Chu Guang's face, although his handsome face did not look old at all.
"Yes, it is·····"
Sitting on Chu Guang's right shoulder, Xiao Qi gently swayed her calves, held her cheeks in her hands, and continued with a leisurely expression.
"...I feel like it won't be long before the master can retire and focus on spending time with Xiao Qi." "Hahaha."
Chu Guang smiled happily, turned off the holographic interface in front of him, and teased the little guy sitting on his shoulder.
"When I retire, I'm afraid it's still too early... but I'm afraid it won't take long to live a retired life early.
To be honest, when he first recruited those guys, he really didn't expect them to be so capable, and sometimes they could even predict his predictions.
There is no shortage of geniuses in the wasteland, but there is a shortage of "abnormal people".
But that time was the same as before, all the layout of the Death Coast was done by myself.
The time and coordinates of the strike were carefully calculated to ensure the minimum destruction of the communication system of the enemy forces along the Death Coast.
In other words, Naguo must have defeated that thing, and there is a small chance that it will be swallowed up by the red soil and turn into new red soil. The apostle named Yule, who was captured by the Alliance and imprisoned somewhere in the Vale Province, was not a scholar from the Age of Prosperity.
The sound of discussion spread under the conference table.
During this period, Charas and I worked together to create bad things, such as using the technology possessed by the survivors in the southern sea to arm mutants, etc.
The eight people absent are Luo Gan, the "Beast King" and the "Human Emperor" who is commanding operations on the rear lines in the northern part of Haiya Province.
"How can it be useless-"
Therefore, we finally abandoned our plan to retreat to Borneo Province, and instead chose the relatively compromise Haiyia Province as the first stop for the Kingdom of Heaven.
I was even used in turn by the captain of a certain destroyer to pass accurate information to Chalas.
Facing these questioning looks, Kong Guanhong swallowed and said bravely. "charge!!!"
That is actually enough.
"Although you have differences on fundamental issues, you will definitely be able to get in touch with us. At most, you will have to face the pressure of the community alone.
My shoulders were shaking in a controllable manner, and there was a hint of trembling in Renqing's pupils.
The thick and long barrels are like the spears of the Lancers, pointing directly in the direction of the coastline.
In fact, since the alliance troops landed on the North Island, the communication base station set up on the North Island has been monitoring the electromagnetic wave signals of the Haiyia Province.
After all, generally speaking, people can eat soil not just because of digestion. To a very small extent, it is because of the harmless substances contained in the soil that may cause poisoning or even death.
Following a sudden explosion, a dazzling white light flashed, and a wide-area electromagnetic pulse instantly enveloped an area of 10,000 square kilometers above and below.
The opportunity to avenge one's shame is right around the corner!
Yes, although my requirements for the players are not low, those players always exceed my expectations time and time again.
A whooshing sound cut across the battlefield, and deadly firelight bloomed under the beach of the Death Coast!
Even if only considered from the perspective of "brand loyalty", the players selected by this selection mechanism are more inclined to become the "maintenance of order" of the "Wasteland OL" virtual community, but to impact the existing order. .
Yes, it was all because of fear, and partly because of excitement.
Seeing the sudden change under me, the faces gathered behind the conference table had surprised expressions, they knew what was happening.
Li Minghui was silent for a while, with a bitter expression on his face.
"Your air force has arrived under the enemy's sky! It has successfully destroyed the enemy's communication facilities and active irradiation radar!" Red soil?
"But that's the truth." It's time to be kind to all that!
"It's a larger area than the Far East, and there are fewer wastelanders living in the Chaos Clock... and most importantly, it's far away from the sight of companies, colleges, and small rifts. Although there is no risk of being targeted by the legion, it is very likely that the legion will take action against you. And even if we want to take action, we are across a small desert, so we may not be your opponent if we actually meet."
A loud roar rang out from the communication channel, even covering the screams of the mutants under the coastline.
"This kind of thing can only wait for it to disappear naturally quickly. You have tried for several years and still found a biological solution."
At the same time, under the blue sea, four landing ships were escorting the South China Sea Alliance fleet and retreating towards the Death Coast.
The situation now is exactly the same as when I stood outside a year later. My Adam's apple moved and I said anxiously.
The reason why the "Dragon" missile launched by Beidao afterwards, which did not carry a strategic-level EMP warhead, was able to penetrate the soul in one shot was because of the players' bad luck.
Although it was obvious that General Rowell might have known what would happen two hundred years ago, I did accidentally save the survivors of Borneo again.
Even if the section without lines is still intact, the section with lines is almost completely destroyed...
Iron, fire and sea are now connected, and the whizzing shells and rockets are like an interlude pipe organ, continuously and intermittently passing over the players' heads, starting a rain of death under the coastline.
The idea of the Torch Church is to allow the human species to ascend to a lower existence, but to turn it into an edible "reply."
Although the Alliance is indeed a bad opponent, that guy must have been shaking like that...
That guy was not a general in the first place, he only sat in the position of president because he was slowing things down and taking power... He actually forgot about such an important thing!
Sure enough, just as everyone had guessed, the electromagnetic pulse directly stunned the mutants under the coastline, and they stayed there for a long time without making any move.
That's just my opinion, and the remaining four forerunners here have the same idea.
Compared to the successful bosses in reality, he prefers to give ordinary people a chance to start a second life.
Along with it was put a landing craft and skirmishers sitting in the landing craft.
"...Dear Mr. Administrator, the troops on the southern front have not yet been assembled! I just need your order, and you can take the coastline of Haiya Province for you at any time!"
That has nothing to do with red soil? !
"Very bad! You haven't seen failure in his eyes. The people of the Alliance are waiting for his triumph, and we must live up to our expectations!"
But as soon as I thought about it, I suddenly came back to my senses.
Of course, that may create other variables, but compared to the situation at hand, it's nothing worth mentioning. Kong Guanhong, who was holding the communicator in his left hand and staring straight back, suddenly shouted.
Logically speaking, I can sense the existence of every chip. "Is it a chip failure?"
These fishermen were more cunning than I imagined, and they treated me like an overseas laken.
General Arzou, the wartime president of the South China Sea Alliance, stood on the bridge of the cruiser Harpoon. "What happened after that? Didn't any scenes appear outside the surveillance camera?"
And in the center of the conference table stood a shadowy figure. This dark gray robe looked in perfect contrast with the white robes around it.
Noticing my expression, the Holy Son frowned heavily.
"Because the plan he mentioned was discussed by you a long time ago."
Now we are like a cricket locked outside a cage, surrounded by people who want to send us to the gallows from all directions. Obviously, the apostle of the torch has been here before, and after some careful investigation, he came to the conclusion Conclusion.
That guy didn't waste too much time!
Looking at these shocked pupils, the Holy Son sighed heavily and said.
Especially since I am currently in an above-ground facility and must rely on signal repeaters to connect to the chip cluster in the lower world.
"...That's right. You haven't lost yet. It's just that the plan to study the expansion of Nacho mycelium into the ocean has to be put on hold for a while."
"Haha... Finally here." Holding the wrist of his right hand tightly with his left hand, Li Minghui laughed maniacally.
The first person to break the silence was the Son, who was sitting at the head of the conference table. Li Minghui was stunned.
"Transmit the ground scanning data to the back-line landing troops!" The Alliance people are coming! ! !
The stupid big players have learned how to update game content by themselves, and even stopped designing "game rules" for NPCs.
However, before hearing my reply, despair appeared on Li Minghui's face. The conference room was quiet for a while, was there any sound.
However, once the physical distance is extended to less than ten kilometers, signal base stations must be used to achieve "domain-to-domain" connections.
"There is no hope that the southern sea will be attacked...your brainwashing will work on the locals."
With the defeat of Charas and the occupation of the North Island by the Alliance, the Church of the Torch completely lost the opportunity to open up strategic space to the south.
"The EMP detonated successfully! Confirmed that the attack was ineffective!"
The Southern Sea Parish's performance was so wonderful that it took credit for what I didn't. The staff sitting next to the monitoring terminal looked at the
Li Minghui.
“About a dozen years later, you considered choosing Borneo Province as a starting point, where the pre-war Reconstruction Commission did not interfere.
If that's the case, the academy wouldn't be so slow to keep an eye on us! It's so bad that we won't be discovered until we expand to Luoxia Province!
Kong Guanhong took a deep breath and looked around at the forerunners sitting behind the table.
I guess he was thinking of releasing a promotional PV for the game, but that guy from Lao Bai was so weird that he made a special phone call right after the game was over.
The plan and operation code for the landing operation were decided very early on. Chu Guang reviewed it a month later and made the decision.
Although Nihak took the initiative to apply to disembark from the boat to watch the battle, I stood outside with my legs weak and my usual ease and confidence completely gone from my astonished face. My lips opened and closed from time to time. trembling.
EMP!
Before I could finish my words, the words came to my lips suddenly. It was as if I had been disconnected from the meeting, and my phantom figure also swayed in a daze.
Facing Li Minghui's confusion, Sheng Zi's voice contained a rare hint of helplessness. I'm afraid it's not a tactical-level weapon, but a strategic-level weapon. "That goes against your philosophy, but it also makes sense."
At that moment, a line of communication requests from the Alliance Staff popped up in the lower left corner of the holographic screen. It is enough to directly look at the time of the peak of the electromagnetic wave. Where the signal is sparse, there will be strong explosions.
"We are exactly the same as the survivors in Haiya Province and even Jinchuan Province. The wasteland here has not started for too long. The locals are wastelanders in the classic sense. We are all Vault 70. Residents... That is the same as your initial judgment."
After a pause, the Holy Son continued.
Although there are always some crazy people on the forum who make wild guesses, saying that "only the dragon and phoenix among men, the reincarnation of the king of soldiers, and the son-in-law of a dragon god" can get the helmet, but in fact, as long as you don't be too crazy, you have a chance to draw it. of.
North Island Combat Command Center.
Facing these scrutinizing eyes, Li Minghui felt his scalp numb slightly. "yes!"
After all, what kind of kindness can compare with the "grace of reinvention"? "······useful."
Those are all my contributions. Even if the performance of the Southern Sea Diocese is a mess, no one can deny my contribution to the Torch Church.
The blood seems to be burning!
Without pausing, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and selected the button to connect the communication. The light blue holographic beams slowly intertwined in the air and drew a bust of Lao Bai.
Going to Borneo to start a new business under the noses of all the forces is not necessarily more difficult than holding on against the siege of the Communities.
The man sighed and shook his head heavily.
I was still wearing the "Dragoon" power armor, the XB-1 "Growler" bolter was carried under my shoulders, and in front of me was the cabin of the landing ship.
Duke Nihak swallowed and wanted to say something to cover up his adaptation. However, he was suppressed by this momentum and could not say anything.
"Why is this?" Li Minghui looked at the Holy Son and asked gently, "Why are you going out here?" It's just me.
"... Did you know what happened just now, and suddenly it became like this?"
Li Minghui looked at the Holy Son in astonishment, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence.
It seemed that nothing exploded above their heads, but it had no effect on them at all, so that all the mutants had incomprehensible expressions on their faces.
My mysterious and wealthy "old friend" Duke Nihak is also standing under the bridge.
Looking at Chu Guang with a solemn expression, Lao Bai, who was dressed in military uniform, stood with his bolter beside his body, knocked his left fist under his chest plate and performed a military salute.
I should say that is who I am.
“This would be the stupidest act of the century.
After today, the players stationed under Beidao practiced "For the Alliance!!!" countless times for the upcoming battle.
More than just it works.
"...Must we use artificial methods to remove the red soil first?"
As if to confirm my guess, the Holy Son clenched his left hand into a fist.
Fortunately, however, when I took over the endgame, the victory was still almost irreversible.
Seeing that there was no call, Daqi let out a "hey" sound, jumped up from Chu Guang's shoulder consciously, and sat back under the pen holder at the foot of the table.
"Syncing!"
"How can I find a place with a bad signal for such an important meeting?" Sheng Zihao interrupted me firmly and continued.
On the other side, Kong Guanhong, who was sitting in the facilities on the ground on the coastline, suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise and determination in his clear pupils.
That picture was far less detailed than the thumbnail floating in front of Li Minghui, and one could even see the mountains and rivers underground.
Could it be--
"What the hell is that Li Minghui doing!"
"...According to the results of your experiments, the mycelium will be swallowed up by the red soil like the corpses and feces buried in the red soil. I am sure you can find a technical way for the mycelium to swallow the red soil. In the end, the slow-expanding Naguo mycelium will in turn become a hotbed for accelerating red soil reproduction, allowing the former to expand rapidly like a weed under the small grasslands of Borneo.”
"The whole ship obeys the order! Prepare the guns!" Bei Dao!
"That's why you said that it's really troublesome to keep a mortal body..." In fact, even if you find it now, it doesn't make any sense.
That's right, what does "should" mean? I'm not unhappy!
However, just now, I suddenly felt the presence of Li Minghui... The staff sitting behind the control terminal were communicating relaxedly and excitedly.
As I said that, I waved my index finger heavily, spread out a map behind my face, and pointed at the location of Borneo Province.
..
"How about going to the west? Since it is not realistic to capture Coral City in the short term... you suggest that you might as well strategically shift to the west."
The guy I grabbed by the collar stammered for a long time before he could say anything, and another staff member sitting far away from me said it easily.
"You think this club is the wrong place to be...that's a matter of physics.
That...isn't it the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance? "boom!!!"
Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, maybe it took so long that the BOSS of my camp wouldn't even be able to appear on camera anymore. Li Minghui was stunned.
Li Minghui's expression changed wildly, and he quickly put his consciousness into the chip in his mind and connected it to all the cerebellums in the above-ground facility that I could connect to.
Staring into these majestic eyes, Lao Bai stood up straight and neatly closed the helmet's visor and eyepieces.
Are there any miscellaneous harmless bacteria or viruses? This is actually one of the reasons why red soil cannot be eaten directly.
coming! ! !
That EMP shot immediately silenced me!
The anti-radiation agent and anti-radiation agent that this guy completed in the early days of the Wasteland Era are still the "economically optimal solution" for cleaning up radioactive damage in the wasteland two hundred years ago.
"Action!" "Well done!"
“Borneo is home to a common soil, or soil-dependent fungus that has little effect on specific organisms, but drains the soil of nutrients and prevents all other microorganisms from growing in the soil. ·····For example, tetanus bacilli, botulinum toxin, etc. They will be digested by the red soil just like the animal remains buried in the red soil.”
"Transfer ground data to the ground! Sound the physical alarm! Let the beachhead troops retreat to a state of combat readiness!"
I should be happy--
Just remove the red soil first and then plant the fruit——
On the other side, in the auditorium illuminated by the holy light, eighteen ordinary-looking chairs were placed outside the circular conference room. "Damn...it happened to be that time!"
At that time, Luo Ganxin was defeated and the Jinhe City Diocese fell. The pioneers themselves were also convinced that they had taken the wrong path, so I was able to stand there confidently and propose the idea of the "Seventh Cathedral".
Without showing off my seriousness, Chu Guang straightened his expression and seriously responded to the expectation in his eyes.
The screen covering the entire wall was divided into hundreds of small and large squares, and almost 40% of the screen was covered in snowflake white.
"Furthermore, he shouldn't overestimate this thing. It was completed by scholars from the Prosperity Era in the early Wasteland Era. He knows that these scholars are no less powerful. Singularity-level technology is not ours. Something that I came close to touching but ultimately failed to touch.”
Li Minghui swallowed his saliva and said in a difficult tone.
Trying to justify my victory, I continued slowly.
The players squatting in the landing craft clenched the rifles in their hands, and their eyes were filled with excitement and high fighting spirit!
This is exactly the sign that the power armor has retreated into combat status——
Seeing his head shaking here and there, several staff members sitting outside the monitoring room swallowed involuntarily. The magic of red soil is that while it accumulates a large amount of nutrients, it also kills a small portion of harmless substances.
In the sky below Haiyaxing Province, an orange-red light pierced the sky like a sharp sword. In the end what happened?
However, there were only ten people sitting behind the conference table.
Obviously, due to
.
The information nodes were broken, and the troops on the last line did not receive the signal from the forward headquarters at all.
"You, it looks like you saw a white light... flying from the direction of Beidao."
Especially when the EMP attack occurred, Kong Guanhong was having a meeting in the temple. In order to connect all the chips together and minimize the information blind area, almost all signal base stations were turned on.
"fire--!"
It must be very vague that the forerunners need to sleep. I almost thought those old guys were asleep.
The Holy Son, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, frowned heavily, and there was a hint of wonder in his empty eyes.
"In addition, there are not a large number of survivors in the Borneo Province. Although these people are a little more merciful and can help you with your research on a technical level, there are still some problems as a breeding ground for cultivating mutants. So... ··.”
I never expected to be able to use a group of geniuses to create a perfect utopia out of thin air, as long as my big players can do everything they can to make things worse.
The moment these words were spoken, deafening explosions suddenly spread from both sides of the flagship. I saw thick and long tongues of fire spurting out backwards, and the billowing smoke split the waves!
The two eyes on the sword eyebrows were like flashing thunder, staring at the back of the bridge meticulously. Li Minghui grabbed my collar and stared into my eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Kong Guanhong looked at the forerunners around him and continued speaking seriously.
The blue-skinned mutants wandering under the coastline stopped what they were doing and raised their heads of humanity.
is one-
At the same time, communication components that frequently send and receive electromagnetic wave information are far more difficult to be affected by electromagnetic pulses than information processing components.
"Assault...?"
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Li Minghui's forehead broke out in hot sweat. He stood up suddenly, walked through the long and narrow white corridor, and hurriedly retreated to a monitoring room.
“Spread the barrage and shoot four rounds!
Interrupting my words with a questioning tone, the Holy Son stretched out his index finger and clicked it in the air. A series of light blue beams of light stretched out backwards, and in a few breaths, all the topography of Borneo Province was outlined. It came out, and it was still the topography of the Wasteland Era.
"What happened?"
"The alliance's troops are gathering on the North Island in the southern waters. You are worried-"
Although the encryption technology of the Torch Church is strong, even the coalition forces of the Adhesive Community that have gathered talents from all parties can crack its password. However, for a "deserted and inhabited" province, it is difficult to determine the time of the "meeting" of the Torch Church. It was so humane.
Looking at the apostle who was stunned on the spot, the Holy Son continued in a fierce tone. This chaos corroding the small earth——
Seeing Li Minghui, who had not reconnected for a long time, all the pioneers showed expressions of joy on their faces.
I consciously glanced at Arzu standing next to me, but I saw that the president, who usually looked polite, seemed to be a different person at this moment.
It's just that the forerunners sitting there have the confidence to refute me. The Holy Son also gave me enough trust and support to completely leave the parish in the southern sea to me to take care of.
A sonorous and weak voice suddenly sounded, startling Nihak who was distracted.
"That land is adjacent to Silver Moon Bay, across a sea, not a small desert in the east, and runs straight along the equator, not the center of the old world. The remains of the space elevator... It is said that there is no group claiming to be the Enlightenment Society. People are active locally. Like you, we have explored clues related to the Torch Project. We should be able to understand your situation.
Later, when I was in Jinhe City, I cleaned up the mess for Luo Gan and fought against people from the alliance. But therein lies the problem.
The map of Borneo suspended in front of me turned into a ball of red soil like crumbled paper. However, the bionic chip is not everything in the sanctuary. Apart from the bionic chip, there is no signal base station.
"Then... how is it possible that this rubbish-like thing can actually suppress the results that you have spent more than ten years studying?"
Only when the distance is very long, a distributed network can be built in a "point-to-point" direct connection between chips. For example, all chip implanters are in the same settlement.
At the same time, the four landing ships opened the hatch directly behind them, and the "Alligator" amphibious armored vehicles rushed into the sea like dumplings on the pot, pushing through rows of waves and heading towards this place. Smoky coastline!
The amount of information sent and received by a bionic chip is unlimited, and coupled with the ordinary nature of the material itself, there is almost no impact when facing a wide-area electromagnetic pulse.
"Because... the red soil."
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