This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 909 Let’s meet the manager!

In the north of Settlement No. 1, at the checkpoint near the ruins of Haibei City, Anthony, a cigarette butt in his mouth, was sitting in the barracks, flipping through a novel he bought from a nearby settlement.

Since taking the lead in negotiating the deal with the Goblin Corps, he has been promoted from captain of ten to centurion, and currently the entire area from the checkpoint to the camp is under his control.

After the Battle of the Torch, the troops of all parties in the Alliance did not immediately withdraw from the Hague Province. Including the Eastern Legion's expeditionary force, a team of ten thousand people stayed in the Hague Province to continue to search for the few remaining spoils. , while excavating pre-war ruins.

Although the Southern Army and the Alliance are at loggerheads in Borneo, the relationship between the City of Triumph and the Alliance is not too bad, and the Eastern Army is following the City of Triumph... at least for now.

It is precisely for this reason that the so-called checkpoints here are actually just for show, with both sides declaring their military presence to each other.

So far, there has not been a single military friction between the Eastern Legion's 370,000th team and the Alliance's local garrison.

They can even occasionally pick up jobs from nearby settlements, killing predators, mutants, alien nests, and guarding railway lines.

The alliance usually pays with silver coins, and those silver coins can be exchanged for many good things that improve life-such as cigarettes, happy water and vodka from nearby settlements and passing merchants.

Anthony was not used to this kind of life at first, but he got used to it over time, and even went to the bar in the settlement next door to have a drink during his break.

as usual.

His buttocks were numb from sitting on the chair. He stood up and stretched. He put aside the novel he was reading and picked up the rifle placed beside the table and prepared to go out for a walk to stretch his muscles.

However, just as he walked out of the barracks, a captain of ten trotted up to him, stood at attention, made a military salute and reported.

"Sir, a group of settlement residents came from the east railway. There are about one hundred and twenty people, almost as many as a hundred men."

Anthony yawned and said impatiently.

"When they come, they come, no matter what they do."

Occasionally, scavengers would come here to pick up rags. After all, this area could be regarded as the ruins of a pre-war city, so you could still pick up something.

As long as they don't get close to their construction site and interfere with business, Anthony usually doesn't bother to care about them.

However, the ten-capion commander said with an embarrassed look.

"But... they have occupied the railway, and it is also the patrol section contracted by the railway operating company to us."

"Ah?" Anthony was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to react. He asked in confusion, "Why are they occupying the railway?"

The ten-capion commander said with a wry smile.

"I don't know. I tried to communicate with them, but they were not willing to communicate with us."

Anthony's expression wavered.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to go to the scene to see before making a decision, so he looked at his subordinates and said.

"Take me there."

The tenth commander breathed a sigh of relief, stood at attention and made a military salute.

"yes!"

The two hurried to the dirt road next to the checkpoint, got on the open-top off-road vehicle parked there, and drove quickly to the railway not far from Haibei City.

Anthony, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, saw a group of people standing on the railway from a distance.

There were old people, children, and even a woman holding a baby.

They carried wooden signs and banners in their hands.

The patrolling team of ten stood next to them, standing ready to confront the group.

However, perhaps because of the large number of people, there was no fear on their faces, and their expressions and emotions were even more excited.

Anthony took out his binoculars and glanced in the direction of the crowd. He happened to see the words "Vailantians get out" written on the wooden sign, and his brow suddenly twitched fiercely.

"Damn...are these guys here to cause trouble?"

"I don't know," the Tenthurion gave a wry smile and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I feel like they are survivors from Borneo...perhaps it has something to do with the Weirant Street Act recently passed in Settlement No. 1."

Anthony had heard about that.

Due to some things that happened in Yongye Port, the local Weiland people fled here, and more than 5,000 people came at one time, which caused dissatisfaction among the Borneo people living there.

If you ask him, the alliance is still too merciful.

Under the rule of the Weirant people, where did this group of Borneo people come from so many bad habits?

Even in Saifan Port, which is governed by weak and incompetent civilian officials, these guys can only kneel on the ground and lick their shoes.

Now that I finally stood up from the ground, I wanted to turn over and become the master.

"...What should I do?" Seeing that the squinting officer didn't speak for a long time, the tenth commander asked undecided.

"what to do……"

Anthony sneered, took out the PU-9 submachine gun hanging under the car door, and loaded it with a click.

"The Alliance has spoiled these mudbloods, but I'm not from the Alliance, so I won't spoil them."

After saying that, he raised the muzzle of his gun and fired suddenly at the sky.

Everyone standing on the railway was startled when they heard the sudden clicking sound.

Some people ran away from the crowd, but many people still stood where they were.

For example, one of the old men did not run away, but stared at him in shock and anger.

"What do you want to do!"

Seeing that the other party was finally willing to communicate, Anthony jumped off the open-top off-road vehicle, carried the submachine gun and walked to the side of the railway to stand, facing the old man and said.

"It's my turn to ask you, what the hell do you want to do?"

"He, it has nothing to do with you!"

The old man stared at his nose intently, and his shoulders kept shaking. I don't know whether it was because of extreme anger or extreme fear, or both.

The young man next to him took a step forward and mustered up the courage to speak to Anthony.

"This is the alliance's railway... We are citizens of the alliance, and we built this road. We have the right to stand here -"

"Power...haha, it's strange to hear this word from the mouth of a Borneo, but what's the use of talking nonsense to me? I'm not a citizen of the Alliance."

Anthony picked his ears impatiently, looked at these people with unkind eyes, suddenly thought of something, and said with a grin.

"Let's discuss it. I won't ask you what you plan to do. Anyway, you have already come here, so why not walk another ten kilometers. Once you pass a road sign, the road section over there will no longer be under our control. Even if you demolish the railway, no one will care about you."

"But here, if you want to fight for your 'power', I advise you to go back and bring your guns."

After hearing this, everyone standing on the railway became commotion.

Qi Qi's several old guys in the lead exchanged glances and communicated in low voices.

"We're not here to fight... It's not worth it to get into a fight with these Vaillants."

"reasonable……"

"Anyway, we have walked more than a hundred kilometers. It won't hurt to walk another ten kilometers."

However, some have expressed concerns.

"But...further north is the wasteland. The whole area there is no man's land. What if we encounter a foreign species?"

Looking at the worried man, the old man leading the team lowered his voice and said.

"There are outposts every dozens of kilometers on the railway, and the areas it passes through are far away from water sources, so they should be safe."

After watching these guys discuss for a long time with no result, Anthony, who finished smoking a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and shouted impatiently.

"Hurry up, you have been grinding for a long time, have you come up with the result?"

Seeing that the officer was impatient, the leading old man finally stood up and responded.

"We agree to your terms!"

Anthony waved his hand impatiently.

"Then get out of here."

Although the attitude of this Wilante man was very unpleasant, the people standing on the railway did not say anything in the end and continued to move forward along the railway, cursing.

The matter settled, Anthony returned to the car and pushed his knees against the driver's seat.

"Start the train."

The driver started the engine skillfully and looked in the rearview mirror and asked.

"Going back to camp?"

"Go back to some camp, follow me."

Anthony cursed with a smile, then hung the submachine gun with the ejector safety off next to the car door, and then looked at the group of guys in the distance who continued to move along the railway line.

He didn't know what they were going to do, but he always felt that following this group of people would be fun, and it was much more interesting than squatting in the barracks and reading novels.

Just as he ordered the driver to keep his distance and hang behind the group of people, the Borneo people who continued to move north were also communicating in low voices uneasily.

"Those Vaillants are following us..."

"What do they want to do?"

"Could he be planning to wait until we get to the wasteland and quietly deal with us..."

"It's impossible, the Alliance is not blind! Unless they want to go to war with the Alliance!"

"What if the Eastern Legion really has this idea... It's not like they haven't fought before."

The pessimistic atmosphere spread quietly, and some people began to

Backed off.

Seeing these timid guys, the old man who led the team felt very angry.

It was the same when I was in Massachusetts!

This bunch of useless things fall out of control at the critical moment. No wonder they can't achieve anything big.

His name is Jerami, he comes from the Mammoth State and was once a veteran of the Yue Clan Resistance Army. After Lacy gained power, he ran away angrily, first to Friesport, and later to Settlement No. 1.

Like Suka, who is also a member of the Moon Tribe, he also tried to take the representative route. However, due to the poor performance of the Moon Tribe Resistance Army during the Mazhou period, he could neither persuade the Moon Tribe people to unite with him, nor win over the Rat Tribe people. , the trust of the snake people.

In fact, this is normal. The people he is trying to unite are the most difficult to unite.

If he followed Sukka's example, there might be a way out to win over the local survivors. However, he did not intend to examine any problems in himself. Instead, he blamed all the difficulties he encountered on the mistakes of the environment.

In his opinion, the alliance's representative meeting has become a tool for political manipulation. The guys who attend the meeting will do anything to gain people's support... However, they have no idea what people really need.

No Borneo would agree to allow the Wilantes to go ashore, so why should that man named Gu allow them to go ashore?

Have these guys asked him for his opinion?

In his opinion, this is not called order at all, but the oppression of the minority by the majority!

However, the manager is standing too high and cannot see the pain beneath his feet. Maybe the adult's intention was good, but the people below carried it out wrongly.

But that's okay.

He will implore the administrators to take action and dissolve the corrupt representative conference!

The Alliance had saved him.

And now, it's time for him to save the alliance!

This is not only for the good of the alliance, but also for the good of everyone living on this land!

Jeremy firmly believes in his choice and has no doubt that he is the most loyal person.

Looking at the tribesmen who were becoming more and more hesitant, he couldn't help but roar.

"Stop fucking arguing, can you have some backbone! You've all come this far, are you going to go back now and let those weak and incompetent guys see the joke!"

The roar had some effect, and everyone immediately suppressed their frustrated words.

But this is not because of integrity or other reasons, but because of the second half of the sentence——

They don't want people to see the joke.

Jeremy continued to strike while the iron was hot and shouted at the men.

"Think about your children and your relatives. Do you want them to live with those big noses...and those slave owners?"

"If this is not enough, then think of those people who died in Sailsport and Lion City!"

After saying this, no one doubted it anymore, and those hesitating steps became firm.

A ten-kilometer journey is long in a crowded settlement, but short in a desolate wasteland.

Like devout pilgrims, they walked the last stretch of the road with firm steps.

Finally, they left the railway section guarded by the 370,000th team.

Jeremy stopped and shouted towards the car behind him.

"Can i do it now!"

Anthony Centurion, who was sitting on the open-top off-road vehicle, smiled back.

"Okay, from the sign in front of you onwards, you can do whatever you like."

Jeremy continued to yell at him.

"Then what are you still following us for? How long do you plan to follow us?"

Anthony took out a cigarette, held it to his lips and lit it with a smile.

"That's our business and has nothing to do with you."

After shouting these words, he looked at the captain sitting next to him.

"How long is the next bus?"

The tenth captain hesitated for a moment and whispered.

"It should be there soon... maybe about half an hour?"

"Tsk, why does it take so long?"

Anthony squinted his eyes and glanced in the direction of the old man, only to see them clustered together on the railroad tracks again.

At this moment, a young man walked up to Jeremy and said with a hint of hesitation.

"Mr. Jeramy... I don't want to doubt your plan, but can we really wait for the manager here?"

Jeremy said calmly.

"Definitely! I read in the newspaper that the adult is coming by train... It's either today or tomorrow. We brought food and water. The worst we can do is sleep here all night."

Everyone looked at each other, and then someone asked in a low voice.

"But... the newspaper didn't say which car the adult was in."

Jeremy's expression was stagnant, but he soon returned to his calm look.

"This kind of thing is easy to talk about. There are only a few trains in total. When you see a train, you can stop it and ask."

This idea sounds a bit ridiculous, but it may not be the most reliable one at the moment.

It is impossible for managers to come by freight train carrying supplies, so this has already eliminated most of the distractions for them.

The trains coming from the north are mainly logistics trains, and there are only four or five passenger trains a day.

Although it may cause some trouble to the people on the bus, their petition to the manager is for everyone's benefit.

The group of people set up camp on both sides of the railway. Some who were tired simply sat on the railway tracks to rest, tearing open the cans they brought and eating them, just like having a picnic.

The group of people were eating so much that Anthony was so hungry that he couldn't help but swallow.

Unfortunately, there were only compressed biscuits in the car, so he could only take two bites of brick-like biscuits to satisfy his craving.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the distance. Although the car was not seen yet, it was not far away.

The young man sitting next to Jeremy threw away the can and stood up. He looked at the old man beside him with excitement and asked for help.

"I'll stop the car."

Jeremy nodded happily.

"Go ahead, kid."

Under the gazes of admiring eyes, the young man took off his shirt and ran towards the direction of the train while waving.

As he ran, he yelled in the direction of the train with all his strength.

"Stop! Stop the car quickly!"

The shout was loud enough, but it was a pity that it still couldn't penetrate the shell made of sound insulation material.

Not to mention the distance of several kilometers...

The two sides walked towards each other for a long time, until the distance between them was only a few hundred meters. The conductor sitting in the cockpit vaguely saw a young man running on the track waving his shirt, his mouth opening and closing as if Shouting something.

The conductor's expression changed instantly, he quickly activated the braking device, and then sounded the whistle as a warning.

The brakes connected to the wheels emitted sparks and made a tooth-aching metallic buzz.

The passengers sitting in the carriage felt the obvious frustration, and their bodies swayed in their seats.

At the same time, the whistle outside the carriage sounded like an air raid siren.

The beeping sound was enough to scare away the death claws that wandered near the railway, but for some reason it could not scare away the young man waving his clothes.

"Damn! What does this guy want to do?!"

"Is it a predator?" The security captain who rushed into the cab nervously tightened his gun.

His worries are not unreasonable, after all, this is a wasteland.

Although the alliance's military strength is strong enough, there are also many blind predators.

Not to mention there are mutants with bad minds.

Otherwise they wouldn't put heavy machine guns and grenade launchers on passenger trains.

"I don't look like...but I look like a madman with an abnormal brain." Cold sweat broke out on the conductor's forehead, cursing in his heart, and praying not to hit him.

He had braked as hard as he could. If he went any faster, there would be a risk of collision between the carriages. He couldn't drag everyone in the car with him for a guy who didn't want his life.

Seeing that the young man had no intention of leaving, the deputy train conductor turned pale, picked up the communicator hanging on the carriage, and called the nearest watch tower.

At the same time, the young man running on the railway track was almost hoarse from shouting, but he saw that the speeding train had no intention of stopping.

Seeing that the front of the car was about to hit him, he had no choice but to jump out from the rails.

And less than two seconds after he left the rails, the rumbling sound passed in front of him, and the raging airflow almost pulled him back to the rails.

Seeing that the train was "ignoring" him, the young man angrily picked up the stone and threw it at the carriage, cursing.

"Stop! Damn!"

Why don't you stop!

The sound of the whistle kept ringing until the last car disappeared from in front of him.

The young man picked up the clothes on the ground and planned to return along the way he came, but his expression suddenly changed.

"broken!"

He suddenly remembered that everyone was still sitting on the railway track waiting for him to return to announce the good news.

From the time he saw the train to the time it drove in front of him, it only took ten seconds.

.

Although he thought they should be able to avoid them, there were not only young guys in the team, but also old people, children and women...

"No...wait, disperse!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, he hurriedly chased in the direction of the train, running and shouting as hard as he did before.

However, two legs could not catch up with the countless wheels. He had not been able to stop the train before, so naturally he could not catch up with the rumbling sound.

At the same time, everyone in the front cockpit breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don’t know why the idiot stopped the car, at least the young man escaped at the critical moment.

Next is the matter of the Security Bureau.

When the railway guard arrives, he will naturally teach this desperate guy a lesson.

"The crisis is over..."

The conductor, who was sweating, sat back down again. Just as he raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he suddenly saw the dark mass of people on the railway track in the distance.

"Oh shit--"

His heart that had been put down for two seconds suddenly rose to his throat again, and he jumped up from the chair as if he was electrocuted.

The deputy conductor next to him was one step faster than him, and sounded the whistle again, which had been interrupted for only two seconds, and the brake system that had just been released.

"Ugh——!"

There was a commotion among the people sitting on the railway track, and some people were frightened and fled from the railway track, but obviously not everyone's legs and feet were so agile.

Some people got up in a hurry, some rolled away and ran away, some wanted to pick up the cans placed on the rails, and some unfortunately got their trouser legs caught on the nails on the rails.

After all, there are about a hundred people, and they cannot be as flexible as one person.

The three people in the cab stared with blood-red eyes, watching the unstoppable front of the car rush into the unsuspecting crowd, knocking an unlucky old man into a pulp, and then crushed half of the car. body and a leg.

"No--!"

The conductor inside the carriage and Jeramy outside the carriage shouted in despair at the same time.

The bumpy carriage and the sudden feeling of braking caused the passengers in the carriage to scream and curse.

The rickety carriage finally stopped on the rails.

The conductor got off the train with several security personnel to check the situation, and Jerami, who almost peed his pants from fright, happened to rush up angrily with his tribe members.

"You murderer! Why didn't you stop the car! Why!"

Looking at this unreasonable old man, the conductor angrily slapped him on the head.

"Are you so fucking crazy?! Do you think this is a CMB or your family's tractor?"

Jeremy is from the Resistance Army, but who here has not carried a gun?

Jeremy, who was slapped on the head, was spinning for a while, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing Jerami lying on the ground, the Borneo people surrounding the carriage were in an uproar, looking like they wanted to tear the conductor and the "thugs" behind him into pieces.

Especially the young man who was panting and finally caught up. Looking at the old man lying on the ground, his eyes instantly turned red and he yelled at the train conductor.

"I will fight with you!!"

The angry crowd startled the conductor. Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly retreated to the car, grabbed the communicator and called for reinforcements.

Anthony, who was sitting in the off-road vehicle, had a dumbfounded expression on his face, and the biscuits in his mouth fell to the ground.

"I'll blanch..."

He learned this sentence from the Alliance people, and now he also applies it to them.

So these guys went to all the trouble to come here just to have a picnic and kill two people?

What are they planning?

He thought what a big deal these guys were going to do!

At this time, the communicator in the car rang, and the captain sitting next to him looked over with a strange expression.

"…Are we going to help?"

Anthony glanced at the position of the locomotive, which happened to be parked in his jurisdiction, and his brows suddenly couldn't help but twitch.

Although he didn't want to get involved, thinking about the generous "protection fee", he still honestly took the communicator and pressed the button to connect.

"...Hold on, we'll be there soon."

"Damn it... hurry up! I'm afraid these lunatics will tear our car apart!"

The conductor, who was leaning against the car door, cursed and yelled while looking outside the car.

Under the persistent beating of those guys, the glass of the car window had already been smashed with spider web-shaped cracks.

The passengers in the carriage were all confused and couldn't figure out what the guys outside were trying to do.

The security team had their guns loaded, but the people outside did not have guns, so it was not easy for them to fire the first shot.

The train conductor also regretted that he should not have slapped the leading guy unconscious.

Leaving the shattered window, he yelled at the group of lunatics outside.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

One of the middle-aged men yelled at him.

"Let's meet the managers!"

The conductor was stunned for a moment, confused by these words.

"Control, manager?! Then why are you stopping us?"

The man who was banging on the door was also stunned.

"...The manager isn't in the car?"

The train conductor almost choked on his spit and shouted at this lunatic.

"Think about it with your head. If the manager was in the car, could you lean on the door and talk to me?!"

The Guards Regiment is not for nothing!

At this moment, a gunshot was heard in the distance. Everyone around the train was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction of the gunshot.

I saw an open-top off-road vehicle parked not far away, and the annoying big nose was standing next to the car carrying a submachine gun.

With half a cigarette in his mouth, Anthony glanced at the old man lying on the ground and the blood-stained locomotive, and then looked at the troublemaking Borneos.

"Okay, stop it, I don't care who you want to see, you are on the territory of the Weirant people now."

The expressions on everyone's faces were still a little dissatisfied, and they didn't even pay attention to the submachine gun in his hand.

Anthony was not polite to them, nor did he intend to reason with them, so he said impatiently.

"Stand in a row obediently, with your hands above your head and resting on the carriage. If anyone doesn't listen, I will treat him like a plunderer."

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