This Game Is Too Realistic

The war entered its fourth day.

The brutal street fighting turned the street in front of the abandoned department store into a brutal meat grinder, with every inch of floor tiles covered with sticky blood and mutilated corpses.

What was originally a neatly drawn battle line turned into a jagged shape as it continued to draw, and the ground plowed by artillery fire and aerial bombs was marked with shocking scars.

The irony is that the three wars that buried the People's Federation never touched this land, but two centuries after the end of the war, it ushered in the baptism of iron and fire.

Hengchi was filled with confusion.

He still remembered his leader saying that the alliance's offensive was at its end, and their soldiers had been frightened by Delu's voice and would soon run away with their tails between their legs.

Retaking the position is the best proof.

However--

Is that really the case?

"Boom——!"

The cannon fire sounded on time, like a black cloud, rolling over the street, getting closer and closer with each sound.

Green heads squatted in the concrete buildings on both sides of the street, rising and falling with the dust that shook off from time to time.

Heng Chi is not afraid of Alliance bombardment.

This thing sounds really loud, but it's still difficult to injure them through a concrete wall, and you don't have to worry about some small scratches.

The two sides need to face each other to decide the outcome.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

The bombardment started on time and ended on time.

The centurion who was squatting nearby shook the cement slag on his body, stood up, raised his head and roared at the top of his voice.

"Chop them into pieces!"

Its chest shook with the roar, like a roaring beast looking up to the sky.

"Oh oh oh!"

Inspired by the courage and brutality, the mutant soldiers also shouted and stood up, grabbed the guys and dispersed to the bunker outside, preparing to fight with the alliance soldiers.

Hengchi followed closely behind the guy in front.

A few seconds later, it stepped out of the concrete wreckage, and for a moment, deafening shouts of death were followed by crackling gunshots.

The street it is responsible for is one of the streets leading to the abandoned department store, and the collapsed viaduct crosses the center of the intersection.

Used cars are natural bunkers. Simply throw in a few sandbags and mount a machine gun to create a simple bunker.

The church continues to deliver ammunition to the city. They don't need to worry about logistical supplies. They only need to stuff death into the mouths of those human soldiers——

The streets were noisy with flying traces of light, like broken snow blown up by a storm.

From the invisible fog, Heng Chi felt something unusual. The ferocious firepower seemed to have reappeared the offensive on the first day.

Isn't the alliance almost finished?

Why...are you alive again?

It always has an illusion in its heart, that is, the people in front of it are the same group of people as the opponents it encountered on the first day.

The only difference is that they seem to be much more skilled than on the first day, and they no longer rush to the guns.

If it were that time, it would only take one shuttle to bring them down.

But now, they have obviously mastered combat skills, even if they are only superficial skills, they still cause them huge trouble.

“Da da da—!”

The machine gun continued to spray flames, and in the foggy weather with extremely low visibility, the number of hits depended on luck.

Hengchi didn't grab the machine gun, so he could only pick up a rifle from somewhere and fire randomly outside the bunker, but it soon felt lucky that it was a little slower.

Before there were two puffs of smoke and hot fire from the muzzle, there was a "boom" and an explosion beside him, and shrapnel and hot blood covered its face.

It turned its face and glanced sideways, only to see that the guy who had fired with the machine gun earlier had only half of his body left, twitching on the ground.

After seeing too many corpses, I actually became numb. A shirtless guy quickly grabbed the machine gun and continued to hold the trigger and fire.

Heng Chi did not show any sadness because his brother who had peed together died in battle, but a trace of confusion gradually arose in his heart.

Retaking the street at its feet...can it really mean that the alliance can no longer hold on?

However, this confusion only lasted for less than half a minute, and was interrupted by a roar that penetrated the dense fog.

A giant man wearing a steel plate suddenly broke into the battlefield with heavy and rapid steps, crossing a pile of broken bunkers.

Its body is as tall as a city wall, and the steel it wears is as strong as a tank's armor.

Seeing it appear, almost all the mutants had fanaticism in their eyes and shouted excitedly.

The same goes for Humph!

Big guy!

The strongest warrior in the tribe!

They cannot be produced normally, and they will never be able to learn a few human words in their lifetime, but every one who grows up is named a warrior!

They are born warriors!

"Roar--!"

A roar leaked from the gap in the helmet, and as it ran, it used its shoulders to push hard against the iron bump nearest to it.

The human soldier wearing an exoskeleton pulled out a hatchet and tried to resist, but the ax was as big as a toothpick in front of him.

Hengchi clearly saw that the ax on the helmet that was heavily chopped left a few tiny white marks on the dark and dark steel, and then the human soldier was knocked away by the big guy's smooth collision. He came out and fell hard onto a concrete building.

A steel bar exposed outside the wall pushed out from his back, impaling the human soldier. The man struggled for a while holding the steel bar with both hands, and then his head drooped and stopped moving.

"Roar--!"

The big mutant man raised his head and roared, picked up a steel bar from the ground, and then smashed it into the next iron bar.

The human soldiers were obviously startled by this big man, and were caught off guard by this rampaging giant.

Crouching behind the bunker, he was excited, his blood was racing, and he and the minions around him were shouting and cheering.

The big guy seemed to be inspired by their roars. He was waving several meters long steel bars in the center of the battlefield and became more and more courageous as he fought.

In the blink of an eye, two more heavy-duty exoskeletons were flown out and fell unconscious in the concrete wreckage.

The Union soldiers immediately raised their rifles and fired at the guy, but the trace of light was like a toothpick in front of its huge size.

Except for a few bullet marks scratched on the curved surface of the thick steel armor, no real damage was left. Instead, it aroused the ferocity of the big guy and waved the steel bar in his hand. It's even more fierce.

The position was already in chaos, and it was even more messy after being smashed.

The human soldier in the lead shouted something, but Hengchi couldn't understand it. He must have screamed in panic.

However, it didn't know that although these Alliance soldiers were startled by the big man, they were far from panicked.

For example, Midnight Chicken Killer has seen this thing before, and many veterans of the Jungle Corps have also seen it. They know that although this guy is difficult to deal with, he is far from invincible.

"Damn it - this bolter can't even break the defense?!"

"Brother, you're stuck at a safe distance! Move back and fight!"

"It's too late! Cut the rifle and shoot!"

"Fuck, this armor is too thick! It can't be hit!"

"Then put on the tube-"

As soon as he finished speaking, the engine roared and came from the side of the intersection.

Just as he was about to take out the tube, he suddenly looked in that direction, and when his eyes met the car lights, he suddenly felt happy.

Chimera!

They are brothers from the Skeleton Corps!

The roaring engine was like a war drum, and along with the broad front of the car, it entered the battlefield where gunshots were heard one after another.

Not a trace of sloppiness.

The armored vehicle's front raised its edge and hit the huge mutant's crotch hard.

The big guy felt as if his lower body had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he let out a cry of pain. His feet were lifted off the ground for a moment, and he flew backwards after being hit by the huge car.

At this moment, the rampaging Chimera suddenly stopped suddenly. The big guy lost his balance and had no chance to stand still, so he could only stumble backwards.

But the Chimera armored vehicle didn't give it the slightest chance to breathe, and the 37mm rapid-fire cannon was pointed directly at its chest.

Then——

The cannon muzzle, as deep as a black hole, spit out thick and long tongues of fire without mercy!

“Bang bang bang—!”

The deafening sound of the cannon was like the beating of a war drum, and traces of light as thick as a python came out from the muzzle, hitting the breastplate as thick as a thumb like raindrops, and each shot hit the breastplate. He let out a mournful cry of overwhelm.

The big guy staggered back, unable to resist the kinetic energy brought by the 37mm, and was pushed into the broken window on the side of the street.

Shrapnel and sparks continued to fly out of the window, and occasionally one or two ricocheted bullets were thrown away.

The flickering firelight and thick smoke covered the quagmire of blood and flesh, and also muted the howl of pain.

Hengchi's eyes widened, staring at the place where the big guy fell. The excitement and bloodlust in his pupils had faded at some point.

All that's left is boundless fear.

Just a moment of effort——

The warrior who came to the world with death and glory and was named by the clan leader at birth was crushed into a pulp by the sparks fired from the iron box.

Soon he saw that the smoking gun barrel was moving slowly, aiming at the position where it was located from a distance.

"Roar--!"

As if to vent the fear in his chest, Hengchi roared at the top of his lungs. He pulled the trigger of the rifle in his hand to the bottom, trying to use the fragile flame to blow out the roaring storm.

The other surrounding mutant soldiers did the same, firing ferocious firepower at the iron lump standing in the center of the battlefield, trying to crush it with a hail of bullets.

However--

In front of the equivalent armor that is tens of millimeters thick, the bullets fired by small weapons are really too weak, not as effective as the rounded axes in their hands.

After a few seconds, he groaned and roared, and in a moment, a stream of lightning as thick as a python had already rushed towards the mutants, and a stream of flashing fire exploded on the scrawled position.

Sandbag bunkers were blown away all over the ground, and the sandbag wall that could block bullets was like a child's building blocks in front of the 37mm rapid-fire cannon.

Fortunately, there was no pain at this moment.

Hengchi only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then blackness again, and all his consciousness fell into the boundless abyss with the "pop" sound...

“Bang bang bang—!”

The roar of the artillery continued.

By the time the bunkers along the entire street were bombarded with armor-piercing incendiary bombs.

As if it hadn't had enough fun yet, the armored vehicle replaced its high-explosive bombs with high-explosive bombs, and it also launched a round of cleaning at the gaps between the buildings on both sides of the street.

Although the gunfire in the distance continued, the battle on this street was basically over with the arrival of this armored vehicle.

Players of the Jungle Corps left their bunkers one after another, followed the armored vehicles forward with their bolt guns, shot and killed the mutant soldiers who were preparing to retreat with their ammunition boxes, and took back the positions they had given to the mutants yesterday. .

"Well done!"

The Chimera armored vehicle whistled towards the ceasefire, and the Pi City paratrooper wearing the "Iron Wall" exoskeleton gave an excited thumbs up.

Although it wasn't him who fired.

But the devastating firepower really made him feel good.

The Elf King Fugui jumped down from the back of the armored vehicle, looked at the gray-faced brothers of the Jungle Corps, and showed off with excitement.

"How's it going? Is our new equipment awesome?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao bookworm: "6666!"

Model Worker: "You are rich, brother!"

Elf King Fugui smiled sheepishly and laughed.

"The main thing is that our team leader wants to sell the game well."

Seeing all the good brothers looking at him expectantly, Brother Ji, who was dressed in iron pimples, moved his eyes away with a subtle expression and whistled pretending not to notice.

Make money?

There is no 㱗㱕.

Just be satisfied if I can bring your prostitute NPC equipment with you!

Irena said with a funny face.

"I suggest that guy stay in Ideal City to move bricks, and we can fight the battle."

The top cover of the armored vehicle was opened, and the mole came out from inside. He put his hand on the edge of the turret and rolled his eyes angrily.

"Damn it, do you know where to drive without my command?"

These bitches!

It's no use pretending to be cool and giving orders when the wind blows!

When the wind goes against him, he scolds the conductor for being a cheat and ineffective!

This corps commander is really tired!

Elf King Fugui said with a playful smile.

"Hey, I'm not bragging. We're not fighting a legion. We can't repair the barbarians even if they beat up these bunkers. Wouldn't it be the end of a confrontation?"

Several other players also followed suit and started teasing.

"that is!"

"This requires a two-pronged tactic, and the whole thing will be over!"

"How dare you say that the kick of the accelerator just now was not aggressive enough?"

Mole coughed dryly, he really didn't want to say that.

To be honest, he was actually a bit promiscuous. For example, there was no need to rush so far ahead just now. He could just stand in the distance and nod.

But it’s not important!

Force him to pretend.

It’s so cool that it’s over!

Reaching out and clicking the communication button on the helmet, Mole decisively pretended not to hear everyone's teasing, cleared his throat and shouted in the communication channel.

"Attention, all formations, prepare to advance with the coordinates of the 'Old Resettlement Site' of the infantry... The old site of Singularity City is over there, be careful of the mutants hiding in the buildings."

Answers came quickly from the communication channel.

"receive!"

The mole showed a satisfied expression on his face.

It seems that the Chimera armored vehicle performed quite well on all fronts and did not embarrass it in front of other corps.

However, that satisfied expression did not last for a few seconds, and soon an inappropriate voice came from the communication channel.

"...This is Chimera-3. We encountered a little trouble while advancing towards our attack point! The mutant's anti-vehicle fire destroyed our engine, and we are now anchored in the middle of the road - Mom, sniper ! Spread out! Spread out on both sides of the street! Damn... these dogs are playing tricks!"

The squad leader was shouting and directing his teammates while reporting the situation on the scene through the communication channel. Even if you don't listen to his hurried tone, it's not hard to hear just from the clanging and clanging noises that the firefight at the scene was intense.

Sniper?

It's such a heavy fog, you're cheating! Damn it!

Mole was stunned for a moment, then looked solemn and said immediately.

"Report your location!"

The team leader quickly confirmed his position on the map, while peeking out of the observation window, and spoke quickly.

"It is 600 meters southwest of the department store. There is a subway station and an unmarked office building nearby... I marked it on the map!"

Mole: "Where is the sniper's position?"

Squad leader: "The sound of gunfire should be on the southwest side of us. The location has deviated from the firefighting area... I'm not sure of the specific location! It's probably in the highest building, or maybe the one next to it."

"Circle the approximate location!"

"...It has been updated on the map!"

"Copy that! We'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the communication, Mole reported the coordinates of the sniper to the headquarters, then reached out and knocked hard on the turret.

"A brother is in trouble, let's go to the rescue...Mom, let these guys sit in the car quietly, they must sit in the car and show off!"

Midnight Killer strode over, bolter slung on his shoulder.

"Do you need our help?"

The mole glanced at his exaggerated equipment and shook his head.

"No, no, just keep pushing forward. We have solved the trouble over there and will turn around and come back to support you in a moment!"

Take this guy with you, at least two or three infantrymen will need to be dismounted. This iron body looks really strong, but its mobility is a flaw.

Killing Chicken at Midnight didn't think much about it and grinned.

"Ok, I wish you luck."

Watching the Chimera armored vehicle drive to the other side of the intersection, he waved to his brothers who had already occupied the war zone.

"Keep going!"

…

Before noon, the battle between the Alliance and the Qi tribe became intense. Especially as Chimera armored vehicles killed each other on the battlefield, the originally anxious battle situation completely changed into a one-sided massacre.

Most of the ruthless members of the Skeleton Corps were veterans who had just faced the regiment's armored forces in the desert. Although it was their first time to fight in street battles, they were unambiguous in their appearance.

In just a few hours, the Qi tribe lost all the positions they had wrested from the Alliance yesterday, and their casualties reached the total of the previous three days combined.

Delu was already red-eyed, like a gambler, and was still shouting at his few remaining men to attack the alliance's position.

However, even from the position of a bystander, one can clearly see that it is only a matter of time before that guy fails.

Ga En has given up on that idiot and is setting up defenses in the neighborhood near the research institute. If the situation is optimistic, it can probably last for a week.

But if the alliance continues to increase its offensive efforts, it is difficult to say whether it will abandon the research institute or even abandon the entire Jinhe Minan retreat.

After all, the Torch Church really has no means to restrain these green-skinned guys.

If they could, they would have done it long ago...

On the southwest side of the battlefield, in an abandoned office building, an old man wearing an exoskeleton was quietly watching the battlefield.

Eighty years old, for most people in this wasteland, is already old age, but he only has a few more wrinkles on his face.

His name is Arzu, he is an apostle, and he is a technical person like Yule.

The difference is that his beliefs are much firmer than those of Yule's old popsicles from the Age of Prosperity, and there is almost nothing that can make him waver.

If he hadn't distrusted machines, he would have uploaded his consciousness to the Holy Realm long ago and become a glorious pioneer.

In fact, until now, he still does not believe that the Holy Land is a castle in the air built with imperfect technology.

Luo Gan is the best proof.

Just at the critical moment when the church was about to complete the last piece of the puzzle on this earth, that guy actually disappeared.

The Holy Son sent him here to investigate the cause of Luo Gan's disappearance and at the same time fill in the last piece of the puzzle.

Although he had no evidence, he smelled betrayal from the moment he set foot on this land.

That guy is obviously still there.

But it has changed into something else.

He couldn't think of any other reason other than betrayal.

Therefore, those illusory things are the most untrustworthy, and the human brain is the most perfect sanctuary in the world.

Lying not far from him, a man with a crew cut pulled the trigger of a sniper rifle, coldly spit out the number "two", and placed his electronic eye next to the scope and shrank slightly.

In this thick fog with visibility less than ten meters, he seemed to be able to clearly see every tiny movement on the battlefield.

Another person held a telescope in his hand, looking at the fierce delivery battlefield in the distance, and clicked his tongue lightly.

"...The alliance has spent a lot of money this time. There are a total of thirty armored vehicles, which will require a battalion of equipment."

It's not easy to assemble so many armors in the wasteland.

However, thinking that the Alliance had recently inherited the industrial heritage of Boulder City, the man holding the telescope quickly felt relieved.

His name is Red Tapir, he is the executioner of the Tribunal, and he is in the same organization as Shan Falcon, who was previously on the mission, and is responsible for assisting Alzu's plan.

However, unlike Shan Falcon, he doesn't like to be alone and usually brings his partner with him.

The one lying at his feet is his partner, and his name is Tang He.

Because of a previous operation, this unlucky guy was blinded by a wastelander carrying a sniper rifle, causing half of his brain and left eye to be replaced with prosthetics.

Probably due to the sequelae of the operation, he now talks about killing people every day, and feels uncomfortable every day if he doesn't kill people.

No one knows what the world looks like in his eyes, but fortunately the diocese has a lot of "pasture" for him to mess around with, and the farmed animals will not resist, so he can just pick two out and kill them.

Due to his abnormal brain, Tang He almost ignored him except for the topic of murder, so he always communicated with the old apostle next to him along the way.

After staring at the battlefield in the distance for a while, Arzu slowly spoke.

"I always feel like it's not just the league that's targeting us."

Red Tapir laughed.

"Oh? How can you tell?"

Arzu said slowly.

"The alliance is more prominent in biotechnology. It can suppress our technical personnel in electronic warfare. There must be experts helping them."

Red Tapir frowned slightly.

"You mean a corporate person?"

The image is indeed true.

Yesterday, he tried to launch an electronic warfare attack on the Heart of Steel's communications system, but was discovered by the opponent as soon as he started.

He could feel at least two completely different forces staring at him and hammering him wildly, which scared him into a cold sweat and quickly disconnected him.

Almost half of his brother's brain was burned off.

Arzu nodded slowly, then shook his head slowly.

"I'm afraid it's not just companies, but also people from colleges."

Red Tapir frowned slightly.

College…

If it were just a business, it wouldn't give him a headache.

Those guys are here to wait and see what others are doing. If the opponent is not a behemoth like the Legion, it is almost impossible for the League to use a lot of strength from the very beginning. By the time those guys get serious, the Holy Fire has already covered several provinces, and there is no need to be afraid of them.

But adding the academy is another story.

Those technicians are not very effective in fighting. It can even be said that those guys are not fighting material at all.

However, in contrast, those guys are already ridiculously strong in the technical field, and their tentacles are spread all over the wasteland.

And the most troublesome thing is that few people know what they are planning and what their motives are for doing something.

To make a metaphor, he is more afraid of those who can't understand magic than those who can see the light and shadow of swords.

Scratching the back of his head, Red Tapir sighed with a headache.

"It's difficult to handle... How can we, a few of us who are just making small fuss, lead to a joint crusade from the college and the enterprise?"

Arzupi chuckled without a smile, his majestic face not changing at all.

"It's the same to me. Sooner or later, those zombie bedbugs will die at our feet."

After saying that, he turned around and walked toward the stairwell.

Watching him leave, Chi Tapir shouted.

"Where are you going?"

A voice that didn't answer the question came from a distance.

"I advise you not to underestimate them."

Red Tapir was slightly startled, with a puzzled look on his face.

Don't underestimate them. What do you mean?

Do they say this is a college or an enterprise?

He didn't even think about it, since when did he look down on those guys...

Just when he was thinking this, a buzzing sound gradually came from the distance. At first the sound sounded like the chirping of mosquitoes, but soon it became heavier and clearer, and became more and more like the roar of a propeller——

To be precise, it's not like that.

That’s right!

Tang He, who was lying on the ground, suddenly changed his expression. He moved his eyes away from the scope and looked at the sky quickly, then cursed out of his mouth.

"Grass……"

Soon the red tapir's expression also changed.

Behind the heavy fog, black crosses flew from the near sky, and at the same time, there were also jet-black dots dropped.

His brother fired two black shots...

You're not going to join the bomber formation, are you? !