This Game Is Too Realistic

Around 1942, a German pilot needed to undergo up to six months of training and two months of aviation subjects before he could get the opportunity to enter the A/B level pilot training school and receive training in flying light aircraft.

Only when the flight time exceeds hundreds of hours can the pilot obtain his/her own pilot certificate and wing medal.

After that, they still need to enter a C-level flying school to receive training on various aircraft types before they can fly twin-engine fighters or reconnaissance aircraft to the front line.

However, as the war situation became tense and supplies such as fuel and aircraft were in short supply, this situation quickly changed. After listening to Goering's report, Mustache simply ordered the disbandment of the C-level flying school, and then the light aircraft of the B-level school were gradually replaced by gliders.

It is said that by the end of the war, the average German pilot had only 160 hours of training before going to the front line.

160 hours is still a bit too much.

From Mosquito's point of view, 80 hours of training is completely enough, and the remaining 80 hours can be used to train above the enemy's head.

Also save some bullets and electricity.

Glider speed is not very fast.

As long as you stay calm and follow his instructions, it won't be a big problem!

For a whole morning, Mosquito and his young apprentices explained the basic knowledge of flying.

Several players who have flown gliders or played flight simulation games in real life will chime in and add a few words from time to time.

In order to deepen their understanding, Mosquito dragged his only four training aircraft out of the hangar and asked players who were interested in flying with him to sit on them one by one while he explained the flight operations one by one.

Although many people are confused when they first come into contact with this thing, in short, just press the switch to the bottom, cross the speed line, and pull the joystick up, right?

When attacking the ground, use the reticle to aim at the target, and use tracer bullets to correct the bullet when firing.

It sounds quite simple.

After talking all morning, Mosquito said his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry.

At this time, two little players covered in mud walked over from outside the airport.

Mosquito glanced at the two of them and seemed to recognize them.

One is Makabazi, and the other is bored of hunting tigers. Both of them are farming players and work in the fields every day. It is said that their farming level has reached [5].

Although the rewards for reaching level 10 in farming are tempting, there are not many players who really have the perseverance to work hard in the fields.

As for players like them who have played "Wasteland OL" as a farm simulator, there are even fewer players.

Just as he was about to ask the two of them what happened, Makabazi raised his hand with a smile.

"Coach! Can we practice together?"

Bored to fight the tiger: "Brother Tuo! Take us with you!"

"Sure, no one will be refused!" Mosquito chuckled. Of course he would not refuse the little leeks delivered to his door, but he still felt a little strange in his heart. "By the way, aren't you two busy working in the fields every day? Why do you want to learn how to drive? The plane is gone.”

And it's also a strength type.

Use the power department to fly a hammer plane.

Wouldn't it be nice to go to the artillery unit and shoot some artillery?

Facing the sight of the mosquito brother Tuo Qi, he smiled and said that he was bored and fighting a tiger.

"We're going to buy a plane to spread pesticides!"

Makabazi nodded excitedly: "I'm just like this guy!"

Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and was about to complain that these guys used his invention to do such an uninterested thing, but then he quickly remembered that in reality, gliders seemed to be just spraying pesticides...

Scratching the back of his head, Mosquito suppressed the words on his lips.

"Come on... Anyway, I taught you by the way."

Makabazi was overjoyed and hugged his shoulders.

"Thanks brother!"

"Gan! How can you wash your hands before taking advantage of me? I'll be covered in mud!"

Breaking away from the mosquitoes and dusting off the mud, he rolled his eyes towards the playful smiling face of Macabazi, "What do you want to learn? Just test subjects? Or do you want to practice other subjects together?"

Makabazi: "What other subjects do you have?"

Mosquito: "There are so many of them. The ground attack subjects include close-air strafing, missile correction, and dive bomb delivery——"

Before Mosquito could finish his words, Bored Tiger nodded quickly: "Learn! Learn this too!"

Makabazi gave him a strange look: "We're not going to the front line, why should we learn this?"

Bored and excited about hunting tigers: "Who said we can't use it if we can't go to the front line? It's useful if we spray pesticides! And if some wild boars or other strange species run into the fields and we can't catch up with our legs, we will Just get on the plane and hammer it!”

Makabazi was shocked.

"Fuck! Awesome!"

Not only the Maca brothers were shocked, but also Mosquito standing aside. A second ago, I felt that they were not pursuing her, but now it seems that I have underestimated them.

Mosquito looked surprised and held Brother Tiger's shoulders, regardless of the mud on his body, and patted him hard a few times in excitement.

"Because of your awareness, I will accept you as my apprentice! Don't worry, brother, I will definitely train you as an ace pilot!"

Brother Tiger smiled shyly and rubbed the back of his head uncomfortably.

"Actually, there is no need to be so exaggerated. Ace pilots are not that good. We can just be ordinary pilots."

The mosquito let out a hey.

"Then why, if others have it, you must have it too!"

"Every student who graduates from me is an ace pilot, and our graduation certificate is an ace pilot diploma!"

"Don't worry, every one of you will have proof!"

Macabazi: "Damn it! Is this true?!"

Boredom fighting tiger: "6666!"

"Low-key, low-key, hehe."

Looking at his two new apprentices, Mosquito's face was filled with a smile.

I didn’t expect that there are quite a lot of young players in this game.

He was confused.

It seems that no one has a training institution in this game yet. There are NPCs listening and giving lectures in the military schools and literacy classes. There are not many players who can join in the fun because of the language barrier.

However, if you want to be a hardcore gamer, how can you do it if you don’t learn some skills?

Since everyone has ignored this opportunity, let him be the first to eat crabs!

In the future, everyone who graduates from him will be an "Ace Pilot", and he will be the Ace Pilot and the principal!

…

After the training in the morning, Mosquito disbanded the team and flew away with his four senior brothers, hugging each other and begging for help.

During this time, everyone is working towards the level of the corps, teaming up to increase contribution tasks, and striving to reach the level of the corps (LV10) before the new expansion pack, and upgrade from the F stage to the E stage.

By the way, it also helps to get the team together.

This game is different from other MMORPGs. There is no real krypton gold equipment, nor is there a 999 dragon-slaying sword or blood-sucking +99% immortal armor. Although levels and equipment increase the upper and lower limits of players' combat power, they do not mean they are invincible in an absolute sense.

Even if it is the heavy cavalry exoskeleton in the graduation outfit, it is as annoying as having a HEAT bullet in its chest. Even a powerful awakened person has to lie down after being hit on the head.

It is said that there was shield technology in the pre-war era, and even different types of shields were developed for different types of weapons.

For example, the nitrogen shield on the manager's hammer can effectively weaken or even block bullets, explosion fragments, and projectiles.

But that is NPC equipment after all.

As we all know, NPC equipment is only for viewing. When it can be purchased in the store, we don’t know how many versions later it will be.

Therefore, for players who plan to go to the front line, tacit cooperation with teammates is more important than simply improving the sequence level.

As for lone wolf players who don’t like fixed teams and have no interest in socializing, there is not nowhere to go.

The gates of the first and second corps are open to all players above LV5. There are also many single-player parties who choose the NPC corps, but they are relatively low-key at the time.

Although the NPC Corps is focused on defense, it will also issue tasks to reinforce the front line and transport supplies during wartime. You can also obtain meritorious service and medals by completing these tasks.

If you discover during the battle that you actually have command talent, you can leave the team with your teammates and accumulated merits after the battle, and you can set up your own corps.

Chu Guang has designed gameplay for almost every type of player he has selected to allow them to find a gaming experience.

Managing the aboriginal people with the aboriginal method and managing the players with the player method has always been his position.

Preparing for the Northern Expedition is not just about professional combat players. Living professional players are also actively preparing for the upcoming new expansion pack in their own way...

…

The edge of Honghe Town.

Outside the fence of the Horseshoe Chamber of Commerce, a truck loaded with goods slowly passed the wooden sentry post.

Honghe Town and Qingquan are different. There is no unified large-scale survivor settlement here. The bosses of the mines and chambers of commerce all enclose their own territories and close their doors to live their own lives.

However, compared to local slaves, most foreign merchants and mercenaries still prefer to live in the homes of chamber of commerce bosses.

Although both are equally bad, people are still more worried about being collared and shackled in the middle of the night than having their wallets emptied by unscrupulous merchants.

No one went to the slaves' camp, but there was an endless stream of customers in front of the major chambers of commerce.

Over time, the latter gradually developed into a post station, and as the permanent population increased, it gradually changed into its current appearance.

"Mati Town" is the largest survivor settlement around Honghe Town, and it is also the one closest to Qingquan.

However, there are fundamental differences between this place and the traditional settlement of survivors.

Generally, small and medium-sized survivor settlements are mostly xenophobic, but the degree of xenophobia is not high.

However, here, the immigrant population accounts for 80% of the total population.

even more!

Sisi sat in the driver's seat and kept observing the people passing by.

Just looking at the clothes, skin color and demeanor, it is impossible to tell which ones are locals and which ones come here to do business from other places.

Just as Sisi was sizing up the NPCs, the NPCs standing on both sides of the road were also sizing them up.

Especially the truck and the cargo piled on the truck attracted the attention of many mercenaries and merchants.

“Why doesn’t this truck have a chimney?”

"It probably uses batteries."

"Electric truck?! What if there is no power on the road?"

"It's still fine for a short run... I recognize this thing. It seems to be called an 'electric mule'. It was made by those blue jackets in the northern suburbs of Qingquan."

"Is it a blue gopher in the shelter? No wonder it looks so thin and tender."

"Wait, you mean electric mule?! The one with 50,000 silver coins each?"

"It should be 㱕!"

Fifty thousand silver coins!

The mercenaries who had been to Dawn City held their breath in unison, and many of them had expressions of envy on their faces.

In the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, 200 silver coins can be exchanged for an assault rifle!

This much money is enough to arm an army of 100 people!

What was even more enviable - even coveted - was that the back of that truck carried a whole load of light and heavy weapons and ammunition, which was worth at least twice as much as this truck or even more.

What makes them even more unbelievable is that in such a truck loaded with goods, there are two little girls sitting in the driver's and passenger's seats?

Although female mercenaries are not uncommon in the wasteland, they have completely different styles of painting.

How on earth did these people get here safely!

"I, I always feel like a lot of people are looking at us." Sesame paste, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said in a low voice as he tightened his helmet that hid the cat ears.

"Calm down and let them watch if you want to. This is a safe zone. We just have to go our own way."

Sisi, who was holding Fang Yanpan, glanced out the window.

Although Rourou's sequence level is not high and his combat effectiveness is hard to describe, his burly body is still quite intimidating.

Facing a giant bear wearing heavy armor, even the awakened ones have to walk around.

Coupled with the 10mm-caliber "Maxine II" on the roof, and the restless tail that always likes to look around, it is more than enough to deter those with evil intentions.

They had a smooth journey.

Occasionally, if you meet someone walking the same road, others will usually walk around them.

The only threat they encountered was a group of jackals approaching them at night.

At that time, there was only the tail and Rourou 㱗 line, and the situation was indeed a bit dangerous.

But the good tail reacted quickly enough, and while the fleshy teeth were bared, it frightened the approaching wolves, climbed up on the roof of the car, held the machine gun, and fired at them.

After leaving behind more than a dozen corpses, the wolves quickly withdrew.

There is a saying that wolf meat is really unpalatable.

No matter how you do it, it always smells fishy.

Later, they sold these prey to the garbage city's purchasing station, exchanged some supplies from local vendors, and then continued on the road.

"Oh oh oh! Is this Red River Town!"

"It's completely different from Boulder City! No one is afraid of me."

From the moment they passed through the guard post, Taitail and Rourou looked around excitedly.

There are square mud houses on both sides of the street. A row of vendors selling goods are squeezed under the sheds along the street. Mercenaries carrying weapons are walking through the narrow street. Traders holding ropes are spitting everywhere and talking to buyers. Bargain.

The other end of the rope is sometimes a machine with a crawler chassis, sometimes a cow with sacks hanging on it, and sometimes a human being—or perhaps a bionic human.

Everything here is new to her.

The production team of "Wasteland OL" is not just making a game!

Instead, it creates an almost real world!

This is too nice!

Listening to Rourou's speech on the communication channel, Sisi had a slightly subtle smile on his face.

"Well, I think they are actually afraid. They don't dare to care about us... How about you hang a rope around your neck and hold it yourself?"

Rourou immediately protested.

"Wait, that's too weird. At least someone can hold it for me, right?"

Sesame paste:"……?"

Sisi: "?"

The only one who didn't hear anything wrong with this sentence was Tai Tail. Standing on the roof of the car, she was still immersed in the joy of unlocking a new map.

"Si! Speaking of which, this is obviously Honghe Town. Why didn't we see the river along the way?!"

Sisi: "Maybe before the war?"

Tails: "Oh! That's it! By the way, I heard that there are a lot of bugs here, and there are also big bugs that are tens of meters long!"

"Bug, bug?! Where?!"

The nervous Sesame paste nervously held the revolver under the seat and looked out the window, but saw nothing.

Tails: "It's not here, I'm here. I read what everyone said on the forum!"

Sisi: "Oh! It's awesome."

Tails: "Damn! Sisi is so perfunctory!"

"After all, I'm driving. The road here is too narrow...wait a moment." He soothed the energetic tail with a coaxing tone, but Sisi's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the official website.

I heard that if you go all the way to the west, beyond the boundaries of the River Valley Province and into the Luoxia Province, you will find an endless sea of ​​sand to the west.

It sounds much more spectacular than here.

"Go and have a look if you have a chance."

The trading post in Horseshoe Town is not far from the main entrance.

Sisi parked the truck next to the unloading point, opened the door and jumped out. He exchanged a few words with the workers next to the unloading point using non-standard interpersonal slang. A few porters soon came over to help them move the truck. The cargo was unloaded.

The person responsible for the settlement of goods is a man wearing a leather jacket, a brown scarf around his neck, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Sisi noticed that his left arm was a mechanical prosthesis, but judging from the mottled rust, it must have been used for a long time.

Before walking to the goods, the man consciously put out his cigarette and stuffed it in his pocket, apparently planning to continue smoking for a while.

"LD-47 rifles, 88mm mortars, 20mm light rifles, and KV-1 exoskeletons and ammunition are all what we need. But before I give you an estimate, I need to know what you want? Slaves? Or mines? ? Spot? Or coupon?”

VM will translate some keywords.

Combining his own understanding with the guide on the official website, Si Si roughly understood what he said and answered in a concise tone.

"Ore, ready stock."

The man raised his eyebrows.

"Do you have a quotation?"

Sisi didn't say anything, but took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Before setting off from Dawn City, she had browsed other players' posts on the forum, had already learned about the market conditions here in advance, and had calculated the supplies she planned to purchase and made a list.

She felt that it would be more efficient than having to pick and choose on the spot, bargaining with the locals who spoke a lot of dialects in unfamiliar Chinese couplets, and in the end being seen as a layman or causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

The man took a look at the list and frowned slightly.

"Copper, nickel, zinc, and sulfur are all easy to talk about. As for platinum... we don't have any in stock. I'm afraid you have to wait until tomorrow. Or I can settle the platinum part for you with coupons. You can go to the nearby mine with the coupons." You can also pick up the goods.”

Sis frowned, thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"Other goods will be paid in cash and delivered to the New Alliance's military base."

The man looked at her twice in surprise.

"Are you from the New Alliance?"

Si Si spoke concisely and concisely.

"Yes."

With a bit more fear in his eyes, the man said nothing, accepted the list, and called on his porters to start loading the goods into the truck.

When Yu arrived next to the truck, Sisi looked at his teammates and said.

"The plan has changed. The inventory of platinum is gone. We have to stay here all night."

"Do you live here?" Tai Tai asked with shining eyes.

"This is the save point near me... By the way, can you fall asleep here? It's so noisy here." Si Si said helplessly.

Tai Wei opened the VM and looked through the map. It seemed that he still didn't know where his military base was.

Sesame Paste asked curiously.

"What is that platinum used for?"

Si Si casually said: "The order from the chemical plant should be for catalysts used in nitric acid. It is probably intended to expand the production capacity of nitric acid."

Tails: "Afraid?"

Sisi: "For the production of smokeless gunpowder."

Rourou looked at Sisi in surprise.

"Do you still understand this?"

Sisi's expression was a little subtle.

"Emm... I didn't understand it originally."

"You can understand everything after playing this game."

…

at the same time.

Horseshoe Town Center, Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

The man sitting in the office frowned slightly as he looked at the inventory list handed over by his subordinates.

"Sulfur, copper...and platinum, have all stocks bottomed out?"

The subordinate standing in front of the desk nodded.

"Well, most of them were bought by caravans coming from Qingquan City."

The man thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the wall. He looked at the map on the wall and thought for a long time.

His eyes fell on Xizhou City in the north of Qingquan City. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Very good!"

The new alliance plans to take action against the Bone Chewing Tribe!

If they successfully capture Xizhou City, the Snake Clan stationed in TS City will fall into a passive situation of being attacked from both sides.

By then, the pressure on Honghe Town will also be reduced a lot.

Of course, he saw much more than that.

If the war machine in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City is fully activated, they will make a lot of money!

"Sir?" The subordinate looked at his back and asked in a low voice.

Looking away from the map, the man did not explain anything to his subordinates, but simply gave a brief instruction.

"Raise the sulfur and copper stocks and get down there."

Trying to suppress his excitement, the man went to his desk, took out the communicator from the drawer, and called the mine owner who had been supplying them.

"my friend."

"The opportunity to make a fortune is here!"