This Game Is Too Realistic

In the north of Settlement No. 1, at the checkpoint near the ruins of Haibei, Anthony, holding 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 (camp area) is under his control.

After the Battle of the Torch, the forces of all parties in the Community did not immediately withdraw from Hagueto Province. Including the Eastern Army Expeditionary Force, a team of 10,000 people stayed in Haguetoto Province to continue searching for resources. There was very little left. War artifacts and pre-war relics were excavated.

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

As of now, there has not been a single military friction between the 370,000th Army of the Eastern Legion 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 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. During his break, he would even go to the bar in the settlement next door for a drink or two.

As usual.

His butt was numb from sitting on the chair. He stood up and stretched, leaving behind the novel "The End of the Mind". He picked up the rifle placed beside the table and prepared to go out for a walk to stretch his muscles.

However, just as he stepped out of the barracks, a captain of ten trotted in front of him, stood at attention, made a military salute and reported.

"Sir, a group of settlement residents came from the east railway, about one hundred and twenty, about the same number as a hundred-man army."

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 was considered the ruins of the pre-war castle, so they could still pick up some things.

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 the railway operating company has contracted us to patrol the road section."

"Ah?" Anthony was stunned for a moment. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he asked, puzzled, "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 gave a military salute.

"yes!"

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

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

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

They were carrying wooden signs in their hands and unfurling banners.

The patrol team of ten stood next to them, standing ready to confront this group of people.

However, perhaps because of the large number of people, there was no sign of 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. Chao saw it written on the wooden sign saying "Weilante people get out", and his brow suddenly twitched hard.

"Mom...are these guys looking for trouble?"

"I don't know," the tenth captain gave a wry smile and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I feel like they are survivors from Borneo Province... Maybe it has something to do with the recent passing of the Vaillante Street Act 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 aroused dissatisfaction among the local Borno people.

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

Under the rule of the Weirant people, where did these Borneo people come from so many stinky diseases?

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

Now Tuo Buyi stood up from the ground, but he wanted to turn over and become the master.

"...What should I do?" Seeing that the commander's eyes were narrowed and he didn't speak for a long time, the captain asked, unable to make up his mind.

"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 at the sky.

People standing on the railway were 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 with frightened and angry eyes.

"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, shouldered his submachine gun, stood next to the railway, and said to the old man.

"It's my turn to ask you, what on earth do you want to do?"

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

The old man stared at him intently, his nose and shoulders shaking. He didn't know whether it was because of extreme anger, 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 Railway... We are Alliance citizens, and we repaired this section of road, and we have the right to stand here -"

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

Anthony plucked his ears impatiently and looked at these people with unkind eyes. He 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 are already here, so why not go forward another ten kilometers. After passing a road sign, the road section over there will not be under our control. You Even if the railway is demolished, 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.

Especially the several old guys who took the lead exchanged glances and communicated in low voices.

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

"reasonable……"

"Anyway, we have already traveled more than a hundred kilometers. It won't be a big deal if we travel 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 man with a worried look on his face, 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 also far away from water sources, so they should be safe."

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

"Hurry up! You guys have been talking for a long time. Have you come up with the result?"

Seeing that the officer was impatient, the old man at the head 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 Weiland man was very unpleasant, everyone standing on the railway did not say anything in the end and continued to move forward along the railway with curses.

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 us."

Anthony laughed and cursed, then hung the submachine gun's ejector safety by the car door, and then looked at the group of guys who continued to move along the railway line in the distance.

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 more interesting than squatting in the barracks and reading novels.

Just when he ordered the driver to keep a 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 for us to leave 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 retreat.

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

It was the same when I was in Massachusetts!

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

His name is Jerami, from Mammoth State. He was once the leader of the Yue Clan Resistance Army. After Lacy gained power, he rebelled angrily. He first moved to Friesport, and later moved to Settlement No. 1.

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

In fact, this is normal. He is trying to unite those people who are the most difficult to unite.

If he follows Sukka's example and wins over local survivors, there may be a way out. However, he does not intend to examine any problems in himself. Instead, he blames all his difficulties on the mistakes of the environment.

In his opinion, the Alliance Representative Conference 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 Gu Er allow them to go ashore?

Have these guys asked him for his opinion?

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

However, the manager is standing too high and cannot see the pain under his feet. Maybe the gentleman's original intention was wrong, but the person below meant it wrongly.

But it doesn't matter.

He will implore the managers to take action and dissolve that corrupt representative meeting!

The Alliance had saved him.

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

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

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

Seeing the Yu tribesmen's steps becoming more and more hesitant, he couldn't help but roar.

"Stop fucking arguing, can you have some backbone! You are all here, 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 the depressing words.

However, this is not because of integrity or other reasons, but because of the back half——

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 Saifan Harbor and Lion City!"

After saying this, no one doubted it anymore, and those who hesitated became firm in their steps.

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

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

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

Jeremy stopped and shouted towards the car behind him.

"Is it okay now!"

Sitting on the open-top off-road vehicle, Anthony Centurion smiled and replied.

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

Jeremy continued to yell at him.

"Then why are you following us? How long do you plan to follow us?"

Anthony took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth and lit it with a smile.

"That's our daughter, it has nothing to do with you."

After shouting this sentence, 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 almost done...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 railway track again.

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

"Mr. Jerami... 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 in the open all night."

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

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

Jeremy's expression froze, but he soon returned to his calm and calm look.

"This kind of thing means that there are only a few trains in the general area. If you stop the train and ask, you will know."

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 eliminated most of the interference items 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 people who were tired simply sat on the railway tracks to rest, tore open the cans they brought and ate 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 I hadn't seen the car yet, I thought 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 his help.

"I stopped the car."

Jeremy nodded happily.

"Hey, kid."

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

As he ran, he used all his strength to shout in the direction of the train.

"Stop! Stop 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 while, and the distance between them was only a few hundred meters. Only then did the conductor sitting in the cockpit vaguely see a young man running on the track waving his shirt, his mouth opening and closing. It seemed like I was shouting something.

The conductor's expression changed instantly, he quickly started the actuator, and then sounded the whistle to warn.

The actuator connected to the wheel sprang out dots of fire and made a tooth-grinding metallic buzz.

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

At this moment, the whistle outside the carriage sounded like an air raid siren.

The beeping sound was enough to scare away the death claws wandering near the railroad, 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.

What's more, there are mutants with weak brains.

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

"I don't look like...but I look like a lunatic with abnormal brain." Cold sweat broke out on the conductor's forehead. He was 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 at all, the deputy conductor's face turned pale. He picked up the communicator hanging on the carriage and called the nearest sentry tower.

At this moment, the young man running on the railway track was almost hoarse from shouting, but he saw that the speeding train showed 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 within two seconds of him leaving 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 continued without stopping, even as the last carriage 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.

It only took ten seconds from the time he saw the train [the train started] in front of him.

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, and naturally he could not catch up with the rumbling sound.

At this moment, everyone in the cockpit at the front of the car breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don’t know why that idiot wanted to stop the car, at least the young man escaped at the critical moment.

Next is the guard from the Security Bureau.

When the railway guards arrive, they will naturally teach this desperate guy a lesson.

"The crisis is over..."

The sweaty train conductor sat back down and just raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead when he suddenly saw the dark mass of people on the railway track in the distance.

"Damn——"

His heart, which 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 less than two seconds, and the actuator 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 the railway track, but obviously not everyone was so agile.

Some people got up in a hurry, some rolled and crawled away, some wanted to pick up the cans 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 crushing half of the car. body and a leg.

"No--!"

The conductor inside the carriage and Jeremy outside the carriage shouted in despair.

The bumpy carriage and the sudden and sudden vibration 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 in fright, rushed up angrily with his clan members.

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

Looking at this unreasonable old man, the train 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 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 train conductor, and he quickly retreated to the car, grabbing the communicator and calling for reinforcements.

Anthony, who was sitting in the off-road vehicle, had a stunned 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 is their base picture?

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.

"...Do we need help?"

Anthony glanced at the position of the locomotive, which was stopping in his jurisdiction, and his brows suddenly couldn't help but twitch.

Although he didn't want to get involved, but thinking about the generous "protection fee", he still 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 door cursed and yelled, and for a moment looked outside the carriage.

㱗Those guys kept hammering away, and 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 carry guns, and they did not fire the first shot.

The 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 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 is not on board?"

The train conductor almost choked to death on his spit as he yelled at this lunatic.

"Think about it with your brain. If the manager were 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 that annoying big-nosed man 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 brawling Borneos.

"Why don't you stop here, I don't care who you want to see, you are on the Weiland people's territory."

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, put your hands above your head and get on the carriage. If anyone doesn't listen, I will treat him like a plunderer."