This Game Is Too Realistic

In a hotel not far from Carter Nod Prison, the Desert Eagle, lying flat on his bed, suddenly woke up.

"Fuck."

That startling sound startled the comedian who was controlling the drone, and he hurriedly changed the angle of view he was shooting.

"Why are you shouting so loudly——"

"I told you to stare at people, what the hell are you staring at?" The sand sculpture jumped up from the bed and slapped him hard on the back of the head, grabbing the tablet in his hand.

The picture was an aerial view of the prison and there was nothing unusual about it, but the comedian's troubled expression seemed to confess everything.

Looking at the furious sand sculpture, the comedian coughed and asked nervously in a low voice.

"...What happened?"

The sand sculpture said gloomily.

"You lost track of your target! Just now Taran posted on the forum, saying that he even visited the base of the Enlightenment Society."

The comedian's eyes widened.

"What the hell?! So fast?"

Sha Diao hated him and slapped him on the back of the head again.

"Stop being such a bastard, change places quickly."

The comedian covered the back of his head and said in confusion.

"Go, where?"

The sand sculpture cursed.

"The marshal's arsenal! The branch of the Enlightenment Society in Yongye Port! Thanks to that heartless guy for leaving the address on the forum, otherwise we would have been waiting in vain."

The comedian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then he became energetic again.

"What's next? Let's go straight in? We'll kill them all in one fell swoop!"

It's a bit difficult for two people to raid the Enlightenment Society's stronghold, but it's not completely impossible for them to win.

As long as you prepare in advance, you can give it a try!

The sand sculpture narrowed his eyes.

"Are you a pig? We need to follow the clues to find bigger clues, instead of sniffing out the clues we finally found! That horse and the thing called the 'death agent' have not surfaced yet. Woolen cloth."

The comedian asked confusedly.

"Then...what's the next step?"

Putting the things into the travel bag, Sha Diaoyan said concisely.

"Change somewhere and continue to wait."

Now that the location of the stronghold has been found, the next task is simple.

As long as they keep an eye on that place, they can always wait for the horse to show up.

But to be honest, the performance of [Talan Raid] was somewhat beyond his expectation.

He originally thought of that guy as a brick to throw stones at, but he didn't expect that the brick would go down and hit the nuclear submarine on the opposite side.

It's hard not to make people wonder if this guy is driving something...

…

"Wasteland OL" official website forum, [Talan Raid/Fountain Commander] private chat mailbox.

Taran made a surprise attack: "Boss, help me! QAQ"

Commander of Fountain: "...Who are you?"

Taran made a surprise attack: "Brother, do you still remember the execution of the beheading operation in the Luoxia Province? I sent a beheading to your brother Warlander!"

Commander Quanshui: "Well, it's been a long time... What happened to you? I declared in advance that there is no need to talk about borrowing money. You can earn it by doing tasks yourself. (Sweat)"

Taran made a surprise attack: "I'm not borrowing money. I just want to ask for your advice. The thing is like this. A few days ago, I received a hidden mission to investigate information about enlightenment and death agents. The current situation is that I have no experience. Entered the inner circle of the Enlightenment Society and became a disciple..."

Commander Quanshui: "Isn't that great? You're more of a cheat than the warlord. We spent so much effort pushing his butt but we didn't push him up."

He broke into the Enlightenment Society in just a few days. This guy is quite talented.

Commander Quan Shui was also secretly surprised. It seemed that everyone here had grown up.

Taran made a surprise attack: "Hey, you don't know something. Maybe I joined the club too quickly. The guy who brought me in obviously didn't trust me yet. He gave me an anti-drug mission and said it was a test... What the hell am I doing? I have just arrived in Yongye Port and am not familiar with the place. Where can I go to find out about this thing? "

Commander Quanshui: "emmm... You can't help it if you ask me. I've never been to such a far place, and I'm not an undercover agent. But logically speaking, this game won't deliberately throw you an unsolvable puzzle. The task is for you to do. Carefully recall all the clues you encountered in the entire task chain, and think about what you can use, such as the characters you can use. "

Taran, who was sitting in front of the computer, was stunned for a moment, pondering over and over the words sent by Brother Quan Shui.

"Characters that can be exploited..."

Two names popped into his mind subconsciously.

One is Arman, and the other is Nok, whom Arman introduced to him.

Qianren is a serious businessman and probably doesn't know much about poison, so he can't help him much.

The mercenary named Nok may be able to help him, but whether that guy is still alive is questionable...

etc.

A name suddenly appeared in Taran's mind, the "Morse" who chased him for several streets!

With his own strength, it would be a dream to investigate such a big case in Yongye Port, a place he was unfamiliar with.

With the help of local gangs...

Maybe it will work!

With his mind completely open, Taran excitedly clenched his fists next to the keyboard, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly.

Seeing that there was no news from Taran for a long time, Quan Shui typed the next line on the keyboard uncertainly.

"It seems you have an idea?"

Taran said excitedly as his mind opened up.

"Thank you!"

Looking at the message on the screen, Quan Shui typed out a line of words in a state of laughter and tears.

"You're welcome...although I don't feel like I'm of much help."

…

Putting on his helmet, Talan returned to the line.

Lying flat on a single bed, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up from the bed, got up, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

This is the city in the northern part of Yongye Port, a hotel not far from the "Marshal's Arsenal".

"Guide" Daniel arranged for his assistant to sit at the door of his guest room.

This man's name is Kant. It is said that he is a veteran who participated in the 300,000th Corps. He fought against gray mutants in the desert. After being discharged from the army, he joined the garrison. At the same time, he joined the Enlightenment Society and became a member of the Enlightenment Society. A glorious "disciple".

Of course, this is just a superficial resume. His real resume is an operator of the garrison intelligence section.

In addition to cooperating with Tallan to perform regular tasks, the task Daniel gave him also included collecting clues about the secret communication between the latter and the alliance.

The "snake oil" smuggling case has an unclear connection with the forces supported by the alliance.

Daniel judged that in order to gain their trust, the alliance's spies might betray some of the interests of the supported forces to them.

In the process, the "Wasp" they put in the "cocoon room" will inevitably try to get in touch with the alliance's intelligence department.

Looking at the target who walked out of the room in high spirits, Kant put out the cigarette butt in his hand and cast an inquiring gaze.

"Have a rest?"

Taran nodded and said happily.

"I'm done. Please go out with me."

Kant raised his eyebrows slightly and looked this guy up and down, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"...It seems you have a plan."

"Must!"

"Is it convenient to reveal it?"

Taran didn't answer, just gave him a confident look and said with joy.

"Just follow me."

Looking at Taran striding towards the stairs, Kant showed a bit of confusion on his face.

He could be sure that this guy had never left his sight.

Even when this guy was resting with the door closed, there was a radio team monitoring the whole process nearby, and would report to him immediately if any abnormality was discovered.

When did this guy get in touch with the alliance?

Or should I say...

Has he realized his situation?

Kant was also a little undecided for a moment.

In order not to reveal any flaws, he still followed up calmly, planning to take a look first before talking.

At the same time, on the 4.5th floor of the "Marshal's Arsenal" hotel, Daniel, who had been following the entire plan, also frowned.

Watching the two people leaving in the surveillance screen, he then looked at the intelligence department staff aside and ordered in a deep voice.

"...Search the target room and be careful not to leave any traces."

The staff member quickly nodded and accepted the order.

"yes!"

…

Not long after Taran and his partner left the hotel where they were staying, a group of hurried intelligence officers rushed into his room and launched a carpet-like search inside the room.

However, the results of the search surprised them. They found no suspicious clues.

Daniel smoked three cigarettes in a row without thinking about what the problem was.

He was certain that the big fish that took the bait must have been in contact with the Alliance, but he couldn't find any clues to prove his speculation.

Even if this is an era where gravitons can be manipulated, the transmission of information still needs to rely on media.

It's impossible for them to communicate with superpowers, right? !

And just when the garrison of Yongye Port was confused because they couldn't find any clues, [Talan Raid 䭾] had already led his followers into Blackwater Alley.

The two of them turned a corner next to the Horseshoe Tavern and walked straight to Nok's house.

At the same time, at Nok's house, Morse, the leader of the Hyena Gang, was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, looking through the clues that his younger brothers tortured from the mouth of a drug addict.

His top thug, "Doctor York", was sitting opposite him at the moment, with an expression on his face that he wanted to say something but didn't dare.

Unlike the optimistic boss, he always felt that being involved in the entanglement between the Alliance and the Legion was not a good thing.

As if aware of what his men wanted to say, Morse said in a casual tone.

"York, do you know what is the biggest gap between us and the Iron Hand Gang?"

York was stunned for a moment and replied subconsciously.

"...because they run the largest nightclub and casino in Blackwater Lane?"

Morse grinned, turned a page of the notebook in his hand, and shook his head slightly.

"You are wrong because they have backers."

York frowned.

"...Backer? You mean...the boss behind Tony?"

There was indeed such a rumor in Blackwater Alley that there was a big shot from Willant behind the Iron Hand Gang.

However, York always felt that it was a rumor, and there was a high probability that Tony had put it out himself just to bluff.

After all, no one had ever seen that gentleman, and he didn't think any big shot would take a fancy to the benefits of Blackwater Alley.

However, his boss obviously has a completely different view.

Looking at the doubtful York, Morse said in a slow voice.

"The boss behind Tony has connections in the military, so he can run the largest nightclub and casino. While taking money from the pockets of the trash in Blackwater Lane, he also takes money from the pockets of the people in Willant...especially It’s the backcountry, the real gold mine. But without the acquiescence of the Weiland people, we don’t even have a chance to touch it.”

"Although we have many young men who can fight, there is no point in just being able to fight. We can only fish the leftovers from the big shots in Blackwater Alley... We saw the submachine guns in their hands. If we brothers can also have it, we won’t lose to them, but there are some things that we can’t buy with just money, and we can’t do it as blatantly as they do.”

"If we also have a backer, we will not be worse than them."

Ninety-nine of the wealth of Yongye Port is gathered in the hands of the Weiland people.

Blackwater Lane occupies one-third of the area of ​​the entire settlement, but it does not have even one-third of the wealth.

However, the emergence of the Enlightenment Society gave him an opportunity to rise.

He has lived in the local area for so many years and has never even heard of the name of this organization, but this organization has quietly penetrated into the Southern Legion!

This backer is awesome enough!

Of course, knowing what you shouldn't know is not without risk.

He might be silenced and die in some inaccessible alley.

However, if he succeeds and lets the mysterious organization hiding in the shadows see his ability and value, he and his brothers will become the legend of Blackwater Lane!

A legend more glorious than the Iron Hand Gang!

Just when he was thinking this, there was a gentle knock on the door.

York, who was sitting opposite him, reached out to the table and picked up the huge short-barreled shotgun, but was stopped by Morse's index finger touching his lips.

"I'm going to wait for someone to come."

After leaving these words, he stood up from the chair with a smile, walked to the entrance and opened the door.

Sure enough, standing at the door was the guy he had chased for several streets a few days ago.

"Mr. Taran, I'm glad we meet again."

Being able to come out of the notorious Carter Nod Prison is enough to show the power of the Enlightenment Society.

As he spoke, Morse took a look at the man standing behind Taran.

He has an annoying aura about him, and he seems to be a certain type of person who often interacts with him.

Considering that there were members of the Enlightenment Society even in Katnod Prison, he reasonably speculated that this guy should be a member of the garrison.

Looking at this NPC who made a move of his own, Talampi curled up his lips with a smile.

This guy is indeed still here.

Although he did come to see Morse, he didn't give this guy any good looks.

This is a negotiation skill, and he learned it from the Internet.

Before taking out the carrot, you have to hit the opponent with two sticks.

"I can see that you are really happy. I thought you would give me a 7mm as a greeting gift."

Morse coughed.

"It's just a misunderstanding. I'm also working for the garrison. They issued a wanted order, so we have to settle things for them. I hope you understand...and you're safe, aren't you?"

Kant frowned.

Cooperation between the garrison and gang forces is an unspoken rule of Yongye Port, and he doesn't want this guy to reveal it to outsiders without any hesitation.

Taran was not surprised by what he said, and just glanced into the room.

Without any surprise, everyone from the Hyena Gang is here, including the bald guy with the "groove on his chest."

"Where is Nok?"

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Kant immediately perked up, but Morse grinned.

"That addict borrowed a sum of money that he shouldn't have borrowed, and now he's dying... Are you sure you want to see him again?"

Taran clicked her tongue, secretly thinking that it was indeed the case.

Seeing the big fish slip away, Kant's brows twitched, and he lowered his voice and spoke.

"You guys...don't you take the garrison too seriously?"

Already guessing the identity of the note, Morse didn't panic at all and said with a smile.

"Is it because I don't take you seriously, or you don't take us seriously? Do I need to explain this further?"

Without waiting for Kant to reply, he put away the smile on his face and simply got to the point.

"Open the sky and speak frankly. I know you are members of the Enlightenment Society. You need people to work. My brothers and I need work. Why don't we cooperate? I am much more capable than that addict. ”

The air became quiet for a moment.

Kant's pupils dilated slightly, and then he narrowed his eyes to a slit, staring at Morse, like an eagle aiming at its prey.

However, before long, the sharpness hidden in his eyes became confused again.

Is this guy also a member of the Wasp Project?

No...if this was the case, Daniel would definitely tell himself in advance.

But wait!

If this guy is not an insider of the Wasp Project, how does he know his identity? !

If he is a member of the Enlightenment Society, then he must know that his identity is fake.

And if he is not a member of the Enlightenment Society or a member of the Wasp Project, then it is even less likely that he will know about the Enlightenment Society...unless he is a member of the Enlightenment Society.

The results of the two cycles were contradictory to each other, and Kant's brain shut down for an instant.

Taran was not surprised at all. After all, he knew that the Enlightenment Society had penetrated the Southern Legion to an alarming degree, and it was almost an open secret.

From the moment he entered the prison, he got into the information cocoon room constructed by the Southern Army. In his opinion, Morse's reaction was completely normal. At most, he was just clarifying his words and his attitude was a little abrupt.

"You want to cooperate with us?" Looking at this cunning hyena, Taran raised his eyebrows with interest.

Morse curled his lips and said with a smile.

"Who wouldn't want to? As long as I join you, your wish will be fulfilled no matter how outrageous it is."

"Well...that's true. Then I want to hear what your wish is." When he said this, Taran was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that Enlightenment would have such a thing.

The same goes for Kant.

He, a member of the garrison's intelligence section, didn't even know that there was such an organization that could cover the sky with one hand hidden in Yongye Port.

If this rumor is not false, it is a clue worth paying attention to.

Seeing Taran extending an olive branch to him, Morse was also unceremonious and accepted the offer.

"My wish? My wish is that my name can become the legend of Blackwater Lane... This is easy for you, isn't it? Just let me take over the business of other gangs."

Kant said with a sneer.

"Do you think such a thing is possible?"

Morse smiled indifferently.

"What's impossible? We don't need you to do anything. We just need you to acquiesce in something happening... Hasn't it been like this for a long time? Even if no one does the job of picking up the shit, the shit will still happen. It won’t disappear out of thin air. You can leave all the dirty work that is inconvenient to me, but it will contribute to the stability of Yongye Port.”

Seeing that his assistant looked like he still wanted to say something, Taran quickly put his hand on his shoulder and shook it hard to hint that he should stop talking.

They are not here to discuss the origins of Blackwater Lane, but to solve the "snake oil" problem.

"Okay, there's no point in arguing about this... I think Mr. Morse is right. Even if we kill all the flies in Evernight Harbor, there will still be flies flying in from other places. Mr. Morse, I I have only one request for you, you are not allowed to kidnap the Wealand people, and you are not allowed to sell drugs to the Wealand people. Can you do it?"

After hearing this serious advice, Morse finally showed a bright smile on his face.

"No problem, I can restrain my subordinates, and I can even help you maintain law and order and find the lost Weiland people. I can even promise you that the people who come to Blackwater Alley will be the people of Weiland. "A playground, not a stinking ditch that no one wants to go near except rats... Just like now, it is even more smelly than a stinking ditch without being managed."

Kant couldn't control himself and sneered again, and Taran coughed in time, interrupting Morse's picture.

"You are free to do whatever you want. I don't need you to draw a picture for me. I am not interested in Blackwater Lane... Now, I need you to prove your worth. Do you understand what I mean? You We don't care whether the drug addict named Nok lives or dies after touching our informant, but you'd better finish him off, otherwise we will be unhappy, and everyone will be. "

After listening to Taran's words, Morse didn't have any surprises.

He had already guessed that Nok was an informant of the Enlightenment Society, and he later admitted this under torture.

It's just a pity that the time he found Nok was too unlucky. Before Nok could contact the Enlightenment Society, he couldn't find out what the Enlightenment Society wanted to do with the drug addict.

Controlling the excitement in his heart, he lowered his posture like a real servant, nodded slightly and said respectfully.

"...Understand, just treat it as my compensation to you. If I do things well, I hope that the unpleasantness we had before can be written off."

"no problem."

Taran agreed immediately and gave the assistant next to him a look and led him straight into the room.

When passing by a room, he saw someone lying dead in a pool of blood.

The skinny torso was like a hollowed-out mummy. Even if this guy was still alive, he probably only had half a breath left.

Talan smacked his tongue lightly, not looking at the unlucky addict, but looking at Morse who stopped and spoke concisely.

"Recently, an addictive drug called snake oil has appeared in Yongye Port. According to our intelligence... it is the Alliance people who are behind it."

"They used this evil hallucinogen to squeeze the pensions from the veterans of the Velant people and try to intensify our internal conflicts."

Morse frowned slightly.

"...What does this have to do with your enlightenment?"

"The Southern Army is our ally. Of course we cannot just watch them be defeated by our enemies... let alone such evil and dirty methods."

Taran slightly modified what Daniel said to him, and then told it to the gang leader in front of him. He paused for a moment and continued.

"I want you to do something simple. Find the source of the snake oil and the evidence that the Alliance is involved... This shouldn't be difficult for the underground emperor from Blackwater Alley, right?"

Morse's face originally showed hesitation, but when he heard the next half of the sentence, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hard? You underestimate my business...snake oil, right? Let me think about it...I happen to know a guy who is doing this business, and the scale of the business is not small."

Taran was ecstatic in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just looked at him approvingly.

"who?"

Unlike restraining Taran, Morse's smile became even brighter when he talked about his old enemy.

"The famous Tony, the leader of the Iron Hand Gang. He made a lot of retirement money from the veterans of the Valeant through 'snake oil'... As for whether he has anything to do with the alliance, I don't know. I only heard that The boss behind him is very powerful.”

"Of course, I dare say that the boss behind him is definitely not comparable to real adults like you, otherwise they wouldn't have done traitorous things and got mixed up with the Alliance people."

"If you are interested in his business, I can not only take you to find him, but I can even take you to the place where he does business..."