This Game Is Too Realistic

., this game is too real!

The emerald-colored thick slurry soaked the land that had been plowed by gunfire, and the putrid smell was suffocating.

Dark green hyphae are exposed outside the soil, as if they were forcefully pulled out of the blood vessels on the body.

The sound of cannons in the distance was still roaring, and burning steel continued to fall from the sky, like an endless rain.

One hundred and twenty "Conqueror" tanks formed the spearhead of the attack. Their thick and long barrels and almost red-hot coaxial machine guns kept spraying tongues of flame, slanting ferocious firepower toward the gap between the rear artillery's direct firepower.

Tens of thousands of clone infantrymen held Ripper rifles, roaring and charging after the tracers flying in the sky, running desperately towards the bombed bacterial mutants, using the most primitive voice Venting his boiling rage.

"Ahhhhh!!!" "Lu-!!"

The bacterial mutant, which was scratched all over by the heavy artillery shrapnel, let out a wail and seemed to be roaring. Its fat body was seen to be beating like an umbrella, and it continued to squeeze out clouds of dark green spores.

The dark green spore cloud was like some kind of elixir. The bacterial mutants that came into contact with it groaned happily and staggered up from the crater, and their damaged limbs were also visible to the naked eye. Healing speed.

Especially "Walking Corpses" and "Corpse Dogs"!

Although the number of people is small, our contribution to the decline of the alliance's biotechnology is huge, and we do not share the credit for the prosperity of the alliance.

In addition to small-scale synthesis through incubators, the Alliance's Biological Research Institute has also developed "portable disinfection equipment" - which is also a thing carried on the backs of those Valantian soldiers in the world.

"The fall of the Kingdom of Heaven is not yet avoidable... Your time has come. The rest of us are destined for the end of the world. He should also—"

As cannon fodder, although they are not known for their offensive capabilities, they are extremely tenacious and resilient. After just one sip, they struggled to survive with their twisted bodies.

The B-type strain that erodes the soil cannot survive in the Baiyue Province, and will disappear naturally before completing the mission of killing the J-type strain.

Chu Guang gave Heya a firm look, but saw that the manager just looked at him with emotion, and finally gave up and sighed, trying to hide it again.

The people who committed those crimes were your former neighbors. We might have even sat at the same table in the same cafeteria.

There may not even be a teacher for you out there.

In order to get fewer chips when dividing the spoils, we must control less territory!

However, some researchers have taken a fancy to the resources of the Torch and hope to use the resources of the Torch to continue their unfinished research after the war.

High and low white smoke rolled in the air, and the complete clouds outlined the bullet marks.

Even if the Torch Church does not have certain advantages in biological technology, it can only achieve a "good product rate" of 67%.

Can't say it's very useful. "charge!!"

Our lives are counted in seconds. "Thanks...

In short, there is not a single researcher outside the lower floors of the Torch. Seeing that 40% of the crazy small tree of the Torch is about to fall, he hopes to surrender to the Allied Forces of the Sticky Community with intelligence and research materials and change to a narrower one. processing opportunities.

"Dear Mr. Administrator..., your investigators working in the back line have received a signal from the realm of heaven...

"You must move forward! Your kingdom of heaven is out there and you can go anywhere!"

According to the investigation report provided by Fang Chang, in addition to some improved production machines and eight white boxes on the 4th floor of Vault 182, we also found 120 round machines for soaking experimental subjects on the 5th floor. A cylindrical culture tank and a giant glass tank covering an area of ​​100 square meters filled with genetically modified raw solution.

Of course, even if suitable candidates are screened out who have rejection reactions, only a portion of them will be able to complete the transformation in the end.

All the blood shed for that was in vain!

However, when the little mushroom tasted the sweet flesh and blood, a bayonet was pushed out from the front of its head.

Staring at the burning battlefield at my feet, I spoke word by word.

Fortunately, my big players arrived in time and intercepted the apostles who were about to evacuate.

I will fight to the front!

For example, Yule who is currently working for the Alliance is not the most typical example of the former. This guy himself is too vague about what he wants to do. After the war, he was not a social worker in a pharmaceutical company. He suddenly changed his place to engage in scientific research when the war started. I woke up and was coaxed to take a nap by my colleagues. When I woke up, I arrived in the Wasteland Era. The torch waved and I followed without thinking.

Just looking at the contents of that investigation report, the crimes of those guys are endless.

However, my demeanor and emotions were obviously much calmer than those of Torch's lunatic, and there were even less emotional fluctuations in my stern expression.

Apart from this, there is no small thermal warehouse, and there are thousands of corpses stored outside that have not yet been processed or have no research value.

Chu Guang raised his head.

At that moment, Chu Guang of the Guards Corps walked out of the bridge through the trap door and gave a neat military salute.

The broken little ground was covered in bruises and bruises, resembling a bruised and swollen face.

A crawler rushed down and just bit the neck of a clone trooper, but was soon blown into pieces by an oncoming tank shell.

It must be said that the clones of the Legion only regard death as relief, while the players of the Alliance regard death as home in the true sense.

Heya was just curious about where the other residents of Vault 117 in the "Meeting of Eighteen" went, and even more curious about what happened in the years before the torch reached the land at my feet.

In order for the kingdom of heaven to come to that land, and to allow human beings to degenerate to a lower existence, there are not more than a million survivors who died under my hands!

Although Heya is a very metaphor for the yin and yang of Shishi, because the two are completely the same thing, but I have never had a similar feeling in Shishi.

And that kind of deceptive tactics also caused the Torch to suffer a lot in the early days of the war.

Standing in the bridge of the Heart of Steel, Pei Rou was looking down at the battlefield that had been plowed over and over again by artillery fire, just like the "Human Emperor" who knew where he was floating.

These corpses were hanging like meat outside the hot warehouse. Did they have eight arms instead of two heads? Almost none of them still maintained their basic human shape.

According to the candid confessions of the staff in the facility, the apostles of the Torch selected from the captive survivors those who had no obvious rejection reactions when injected with the genetically modified stock solution, and then threw us back into the culture tank filled with the genetically modified stock solution. In the next 3 to 7 days, some of them can be transformed into mutants.

What was launching a retreat was not just a 10,000-man team, but a full 10,000-man team from the Eastern Army!

Lu Bei raised his head, but his simple eyes still didn't dodge.

The small mushroom, which could only release healing spores, slowly fell to the ground, and the walking corpses and corpse dogs nearby were also pushed to the ground.

Various intelligence shows that there are only eighteen pioneers of the Torch, and among them is the Holy Son named Wang Yi.

Dozens of tentacles quickly drilled out of the crack, lashing out at the oncoming clone soldiers like long whips!

By the time it stabilized its body and broke its defensive posture, another clone trooper hadn't even rushed behind it. Those crazy, bloodthirsty pupils were as dazzling as the bright bayonet in my hand!

The outline of the coastline could not be vaguely seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge.

“…You will witness that first moment of miracle with him.

Even if the Velantes never take into account the casualties of the clones, and even want those ants to die slower so that younger and weaker cannon fodder can be sent from the front, we still dare to make the clones fall into trouble easily. A tight siege... After all, even the most death-phobic individuals will lose their will to fight and resist any longer.

In fact, it was just me who was confused. Even Sun Shiqi, the manager of Shelter No. 70, had similar confusion.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Chu Guang paused and stated the information about the world.

After discovering the situation over there, the charging clone brigade immediately bit down, firing the rifles in their hands while maintaining the rhythm of retreat and continuing to attack backwards.

Just to the east of the legion's front, the fighting was calmer under the alliance-controlled front.

"Feel sorry.

And even among the 67% of "good products", not more than half of them completely lost their minds during the transformation process and became like animals because they endured this special torture.

Knowing that the guy also had bad intentions, Pei Rou didn't scold me too harshly, but just used his eyes to signal me to continue.

Beyond the area controlled by the Alliance and further east is the territory controlled by the Academy's Alpha Task Force and the Free State's Hound Special Forces.

What are the details of the local battle worth paying attention to? At this moment, Heya was looking at the investigation report on Shelter 182 sent by Fang Chang through the holographic screen.

My roar was answered by deafening shouts.

Seeing that Chu Guang suddenly stopped talking, Pei Rou wisely prepared to leave the bridge to escape, but was stopped by Heya.

The soldiers in front of us wearing heavy-duty protective suits were pushing backwards quickly, carrying cylindrical metal cans and disinfection nozzles.

As for those who have not turned into animals, their minds will be distorted to the same degree. most often

What is seen is spiritual unity, such as a group of people living outside a body, or loss of memory or imagining oneself as a cook or other similar identities.

Vault 70 and Vault 117 have not had regular contact in the past century or so, including exchanging research on mutant slime molds, etc... After all, the latter is just a giant nest. By the way, we are experts in biology.

"What's the name of this researcher?!" Lu Bei asked anxiously after Chu Guang finished speaking.

However, what is incredible is that even the Stone City was helpless, we actually disintegrated the iron tower in a short time and enslaved the survivors of the entire province.

After making so few sacrifices, now my kingdom of heaven has finally come to the mortal world, and all the sacrifices have finally gone without reward... No one can take away my kingdom of heaven!

Although the Torch Church has the word "church" in its name, these teachings are actually just deceiving the world. The lower levels of the Torch are not actually talking about this stuff to each other, but are talking less about science and methods.

More brutal fighting and death can be seen everywhere under the entire muddy land.

What's more, re-embryosizing an immature adult and replacing it with a new genome to suppress its expression is less difficult than putting a person back into the mother's womb and giving birth to a new baby.

Hea interrupted your words and continued while looking at the evasive eyes.

Torch also seemed to realize that those things were convenient for disclosure, so he planned to destroy the originals while backing up the data. We crossed the desert 10,000 kilometers away to come to that familiar land, just for that last moment of burning.

A clone trooper was whipped, and a short and excited scream came out of its mouth. Like a hunting frog, it pulled the unlucky fly out of its mouth and pushed my head back. The esophagus contained no corrosive acid.

To put it more complicatedly, it's just that the coalition forces feel that the Torch has come to an end, and the people inside the Torch also feel that the Torch is about to end.

I roared, stabbed the bayonet away from the body of the bacterial mutant, and stirred it from left to right.

If it takes a week if it's slow, and at least half a month if it's fast, the landing force will be able to complete the rendezvous with the small force on the northern front.

A small number of blue hoodlums actually have a miserable life in the wasteland. Some of the more sophisticated wastelanders ignore us, while some of the more ruthless people simply treat us like fat meat.

What about others?

"Go down!"

It was only the Alliance that could see the decline of the Torch, but the commanders of the Legion could also see it.

After reading the entire report to the front, Pei Rou sighed heavily and said.

Before that, we searched for the Torch Church's facilities and destroyed them.

From time to time no one would stop, lean down, pick up some body parts mixed with mud, water and blood from the ground and throw them out of the jar in front of them.

Recently, the big man finally corrected the term "little man", and Heya is quite satisfied with my regression.

"He needs to apologize for the mistakes he has made," Heya stretched out her index finger and swiped heavily in the air, gathered the light blue speed of light at her fingertips and dispersed it, then looked back at you and said, "More What's more, his research results have made a huge contribution to your and even the cause of mankind. He should be proud and hold his head up.

"Die... I'll all die for you!" The Human Emperor roared angrily, but someone could hear my roar.

(Thanks to the leader of “The Wrestling Panda” for the reward!!!)

At present, the coalition forces have not restored half of the land in Haiya Province with that set of equipment.

What's not interesting is that according to this low-level researcher's explanation, the lower levels of the Torch Church seem to be planning to escape through a secret device in the facility where I am located.

The two sides started a hand-to-hand fight.

When they tried to annihilate the alliance's weak forces through the tactics of division and encirclement, they paid fewer casualties for it.

The camera of the manned drone gradually zoomed out as the smoke and spore clouds rose rapidly downwards, and densely packed human figures spread across the entire wilderness.

The Iron Tower Organization can be regarded as a beggar's version of the alliance. Local survivors spontaneously organized and established a self-rescue alliance, which was much less breakable than the giant stone city prison.

As I spoke, my empty eyes also brought a hint of madness, just like a white hole swallowing everything in the world and even space itself.

Looking at this twisted face with words, the Holy Son sighed heavily.

Each culture tank stores a "fruiting body" inoculated with the genome of type B strain, which can continuously synthesize type B strain, while only consuming one corpse per square kilometer.

That's much harder than blood transfusion.

In Sun Shiqi's impression, the residents of Vault 117 looked too much like lunatics who could do such crazy things, and they also had the ability to do it.

Hearing the voice of the Holy Son, the madness on my face paused for a moment.

This clear flesh and blood merged with the mud of this world. We painted the land red and used the most primitive method to push back the front line, and then push it back again!

There are too few enemies!

Half of his body was exposed from under the turret that was covered in plasma and mucus. The Valantian centurion let out a roar and urged his subordinates beside him to retreat and attack.

Including Lu Bei's master Kallen... where have all the blue liras who once joined the Torch gone?

The only thing that was still too satisfying was Shi. Although that guy often repeated what he said, he often stopped listening to what he said.

These blue sleeves were rescued by the Alliance from Vault 401.

"I'm thanking you. You should have said something similar," Heya said with a smile, "You are not the only person who is thinking about you, including Crow Crow who pulled him out of this dormant cabin, and other people as well. The residents I helped him collect research materials... you all think so."

Lu Bei's eyes turned slightly red and he said loudly. However, according to the information collected during the investigation and visit by the Guards Corps, the number of residents who escaped from Vault 117 was far more than that.

Soldiers carrying guns were like locusts swarming to the rear line. I had just completed the deployment on the east side, and tens of thousands of people appeared on the west side. At worst, it was difficult to take care of both sides. Alliance planes threw a group of airborne troops in my face. Down.

Having said that, I have always been curious about nothing.

The human emperor, whose eyes were completely reddened, roared angrily and interrupted these heavy words.

This is the case with many of the research facilities and production facilities owned by the Torch Church.

"That's enough, he hasn't done enough."

Except for the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division, which was the first to be sent to the rear line, eight infantry divisions and seventeen mercenary regiments that had not yet passed through the Prancing Horse Province and rushed to the rear line were fighting in this area.

Apparently I was on this "strategic transfer" list, so I took the opportunity to leak the news.

In the blink of an eye, before the dark green cloud had been sucked clean, the "little mushroom" that released the spores shrank as if withered.

Overlooking the fragmented rear line, the Human Emperor, standing in the void, stared wide-eyed and gritted his teeth. He no longer had the calmness and calmness he had at the beginning of the war.

These clone soldiers are even more like slime mold than this weird bacterial variant, especially these pairs of bloodthirsty pupils that regard killing as life!

Of course, that is an accurate excuse for Vault 117, but I always feel that there is no visible hand behind my back... It's like the Alliance indirectly uses the chess piece of Baiyue Company. Manipulating the situation in Borneo Province is the same.

In order to save a few monsters after death, or to avoid friendly forces from getting in the way, we will even take the initiative to go deep into the hinterland and deliberately be surrounded by the bacterial variants of the torch.

"But we are residents of Vault 117 after all... We are falling, but no one is moving forward.

Standing in front of me, Lu Bei, who had been silent for a long time, showed shameful guilt on his face and raised his head.

I constantly projected my consciousness into the degraded body at the back line, and went to the back line to fight in person, trying to reverse the defeat. However, in just a few moments, I lost contact with my mortal body, and I could only repeat the process of connecting and disconnecting. Reincarnation.

Looking at this crazy look, the Holy Son sighed heavily. "chatter!

This is a shelter that has been abandoned for a century. Before the Torch reopened it, it was transformed into a research facility, mainly engaged in research on projects related to Gestalt life forms.

But it was only for a moment. "Stay there and listen together."

The Alliance engages in identity politics, and it has always been this way. Moreover, every resident of Vault 117 originally joined the Torch, and even regretted not joining.

As if he was moved by my efforts, and seemed to feel pity for my futile struggle, a violent voice came from above my head.

The development trajectory of the Torch Church in the ten years after leaving Jinchuan and heading to Haiya was not a little outrageous.

The white boxes we possess far exceed the theoretical reserves of Vault 117. We have armed one after another special operations forces with incredible equipment that even the most elite soldiers of the Alliance find troublesome.

"The name this person left for you to identify is Kallen... You were also surprised at the time, but you felt that this person was not like the guy you have been looking for."

After all, "mutants" themselves are unstable technologies that have not been fully researched, and there are huge risks based on technical principles.

Although there are some hesitant idealists among them, there are also some opportunists and non-concerned people.

Now the threat was only coming from directly behind, and the front of my ass was also on fire.

"Yes, sir" Absolutely! "

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Type B strains cannot grow in places within the Baiyue Province, but the fruiting bodies produced by the alliance's captive broods solve that problem.

"It's just a part. Even if no one makes the same choice, it's still the same choice."

The relevant research content is recorded in the experimental log, and there is shocking blood everywhere in the words.

However, players have that problem.

As if it had finished eating, it twisted the tentacles on the upper plate and fell forward, and vomited out the bloody corpse and digestive juices outside its mouth.

"You will make them regret coming to that world! Dedicate this life to the marshal! Bring glory back to the Triumph City! Bring death to your enemies!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

With that said, Heya looked at Chu Guang and continued.

People from all walks of life showed their talents on the back line, but the torch was beaten while tired of running.

"The Alliance has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to hide the illness like a 'doctor'. You remember that you should have said that all the information collected by the Guards about the Torch Church will be transparent to the Alliance Biological Research Institute, and you must be asked beforehand."

No matter how good at calculating I am, I can still resist those countless fists and attack them all at once.

"chatter!!!"

Farther away are the front lines of corporate control.

The howl of pain was revealed from its open mouth and wounds.

At this moment I was like a cornered beast.

This little mushroom was shot several times and was about to collapse.

However, just when the clone brigade was about to rush to its death, the little mushroom's body suddenly twitched violently like boiling water, and then the body suddenly opened a nearly one-meter-wide crack inward!

"What's more, the Alliance's Biological Research Institute is a resident of No. 117. We are all very bad people. At that point, he should be alive."

"You insult his choice.

"Let those dirty and beautiful things see what true cruelty is!"

Although it is clear what the boss is screaming about, rushing to death is indeed the worst relief for us.

"You can still fight..." I gasped, the madness after the death of the next degenerate body still lingering on my face.

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