This Game Is Too Realistic

Near the east gate of the Wetland Park.

The battle between players and mutants continues.

After Edge Paddling led his team to steal the heads, he led his team members to fight and retreat. Following the retreat route marked on the VM map, they quickly retreated to the evacuation point on the adjacent street.

Logically speaking, the average FPS game can be almost completed here.

But for an open world game like Wasteland OL, the hatred value of a monster does not seem to depend on how far it is from its hometown, but truly depends on how much it wants to tear you apart.

The mutants who chased Brother Edge did not swarm into the ambush circle, but divided into three teams to outflank him.

This also led to the fact that except for the mutants who were the first to rush onto the street and were caught off guard by the players ambushing here, the remaining two teams of mutants entered the battlefield almost full of energy and anger.

Fifteen versus thirty.

Even if the players have a numerical advantage, only twice the advantage is obviously not enough to fill the gap in level and attributes.

The battle situation became tense for a while.

"Gan! How thick is the blood of this mutant?!"

"You can't fall down with two bullets in the chest. Do you have to hit the head to die?!"

"It's so disgusting. It's impossible to fight without an anti-materiel rifle!"

"I'm afraid the anti-materiel rifle is useless. It's not a question of whether it can be worn or not. It's as if it's okay if it's worn. I think it should at least be a recoilless rifle or Tao!"

"What the hell? Brother, you also play loofah, wait for a while and rush to the street to play black together!"

"Well, I play Granny 3 more. I don't understand what you are saying."

"The dog plans to get up and start working! This time the blood speed is so unreasonable!"

After several rounds of cold arrows, the mutants gradually began to discover that these humans seemed to have no other means except a few small water pipes.

There seemed to be no other reinforcements around.

A ferocious smile gradually appeared on his face. The mutants who were close to him used the hood and door removed from the car wreckage as shields, and pulled out axes and daggers, preparing to fight these thin humans in close combat.

Looking at the fallen teammates next to him, and remembering the man's promise, Bian Piaoshui showed a sad and angry expression on his face. He removed the VM from his arm and gave it to his comrades beside him.

"Brother, this is my VM, take it back for me!"

The player was stunned for a moment and said blankly.

"What the hell? What are you doing?"

"I said I would bring all my brothers back alive, but in the end I was left alone."

The more he talked about it, the more embarrassed he felt, and Bian Huishui was filled with sadness. His beloved gun, which was almost swollen to the touch, was put into the hands of his teammates, and he picked up the spear on the ground.

"You guys retreat, I'm going to have to fight with these dogs."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang.

I saw a mutant soldier leaving the bunker and rushing over. A stream of blood mist exploded from his head and he fell to the side.

Seeing the sudden scene, the players who were squatting behind the bunker and shooting were stunned.

Damn it?

what happened?

Could it be that the planning brother got up and started working? !

The mutants who had just rushed halfway were also stunned. They looked at their fallen comrades in confusion and fell into chaos for a while.

Where is the head?

Why is it gone? !

Time did not stop because of the confusion between the two parties, and the sonic boom pierced the air sounded like beans!

The metal projectile accelerated to Mach 5 by the electromagnetic guide rail burst out of the barrel and suddenly tilted from the side of the street like a storm.

The mutant warriors who rushed to the street were instantly swept away by the sudden firepower, and their stumps and limbs were flying.

Some mutants didn't even have time to scream, before they were beaten into sieves by the mass bombs fired at them, fell into a pool of blood and stopped breathing.

Let alone flesh and blood.

Even a homogeneous steel plate below 20% is as useless as paper in the face of this terrifying kinetic energy.

Seeing the four powered armors walking out of the shadows and the arcs flashing from the muzzles, the players squatting behind the bunkers stared straight ahead.

"What the hell is this?!"

"Powered armor! Awesome! It's the powered armor in the official website setting set!"

"They are friendly forces?!"

"Maybe? It seems like they are here to cause trouble for the mutants!"

“Brother planning is awesome!”

“This is so handsome”

Many young players had expressions of envy on their faces.

The streamlined ergonomic design and sharp-edged breastplate and shoulder armor perfectly fit the violent aesthetics in their hearts.

And that amazingly powerful Gauss rifle!

These green-skinned muscular guys are like paper in front of it.

To sum it up in one sentence, he is so handsome!

"I'm not bragging, I bet these guys are at least level 30!"

"Not necessarily. What's strong is the equipment and not the person. Give me a complete set and I can do it!"

"Fuck you! But then again, there seems to be no level limit on equipment in Wasteland OL?"

"I read in the settings that some weapons seem to have attribute requirements. For example, the administrator's hammer has a very high strength requirement, at least according to the settings."

"What do you think would happen if you hit the breastplate of the power armor with the administrator's hammer?"

"E asked for planning."

The battlefield turned into a one-sided massacre.

The players had stopped firing and stood aside, completely handing over the control of the battlefield to this group of friendly forces who suddenly entered the battlefield.

Their little water pipes couldn't help anyway.

It's better to save some bullets and watch the plot.

In the center of the storm, the ferocious mutants who were aroused not only did not retreat, but roared and charged towards the four power armors. They waved their muscular arms and greeted them with rocks, javelins, and axes. Go up.

However, facing the thick homogeneous steel plate, these attacks are no different from scratching an itch, only making a tinkling and scratching sound on the armor.

Just like the cavalry attacking the tank head-on.

The reckless behavior of these mutants hastened their demise.

"Have these beasts grown muscles into their brains? Even if they attack these survivors, how dare they attack the power armor?"

Looking at the ax that bounced off his chest, a Marine grinned, pulled the overheated barrel out of the magnetic rail, inserted a new one in, pulled the trigger and continued to fire.

"Hahaha, I agree! The green-skinned monsters on the east coast at least know how to put two useless steel plates on their chests!"

Less than three minutes after they entered the battlefield, most of the mutants were already dead and injured, and the streets were full of broken limbs and bloody corpses.

The battlefield is tragic!

The fighting basically stopped.

Lu Yang raised his right fist to signal his teammates to cease fire, and was about to step forward to check on the situation of the friendly forces.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the shadows beside the street.

I saw a green-skinned muscular man with a bare upper body standing up with an iron bucket in his arms and swinging it forward with all his strength.

He used the most primitive brute force to throw the iron bucket and anger at the iron lumps who were massacring his teammates.

The fuse burned out!

The iron barrel filled with explosives exploded in mid-air!

Although the mutant that suddenly burst out was shot into pieces by the soldiers who reacted in an instant, the billowing smoke and shrapnel still swallowed up the nearest powered armor.

The flying shrapnel obviously did not damage the armor at all, leaving only some small scratches. However, due to the angle, the shock wave of the explosion still shook the Marine soldier's shoulders.

"Ahem"

There was a messy cough in the communication channel.

The Marine soldier who was stunned by the explosion staggered out of the smoke, his Gauss rifle on the ground, his right hand pressed on his uninjured helmet, and he shook his groggy brain hard.

The teammate next to him saw this and went up to help him.

"Brother Grass, are you okay?"

"He's okay. He probably lost his temper because of his laughter."

"Go away! Ahem, I feel like I need to see a doctor."

"Dentist?"

"Maybe it was the coelenterologist. I suspect he was startled and swallowed the gum in his mouth."

"Shut up!"

After scolding his teammate for making a joke, Lu Yang reached out and grabbed the comrade who was involved in the explosion, pinched his shoulder to make him look at him, stared at his helmet and said seriously.

"Are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, the soldier nodded.

"I'm okay!"

"very good!"

Patting his shoulder armor, Lu Yang nodded affirmatively, then raised his right fist and waved forward, making an attack gesture.

"Keep pushing!"

"Let's get rid of all the bugs before the sun goes down."

"Leave no one behind!"

far away.

Chu Guang, who peeked at the screen through the drone, ordered Xiao Qi to capture the wonderful moments while commenting on the combat effectiveness of these people.

"It seems that this powered armor is not completely invincible. I thought it would at least be equipped with a nitrogen shield or something else on it."

"However, it is very powerful to be able to withstand tens of kilograms of explosives at such an extreme distance. Humanoid tanks are a bit exaggerated, but humanoid armored vehicles definitely exist."

The mutant technology tree basically only includes black powder, and the explosive yield of black powder of the same quality is only about one-fifth to one-seventh of that of T and T.

Ignoring the effects of other factors such as explosion speed and explosive burning rate, the attack just now was probably comparable to the power of 510kg T-T.

This power is already considerable.

"If there is a conflict, I think 10 kilograms may not be enough, but 50 kilograms of T-E-T will definitely be enough."

Chu Guang spoke highly of these honeymoon allies.

At this point in the battle, there is basically no suspense anymore.

Under the cover of an observer, the four powered armors advanced along the alleys between abandoned buildings and neatly eliminated the mutants ambushing in the alleys and ruins.

Maybe it was because he was being sentimental, or maybe it was because these soldiers were unconsciously showing off, but Chu Guang always felt that they were showing off to him.

But it doesn’t matter.

Chu Guang wished they could show off better, preferably by bringing out the full capabilities of the power armor, so that his game CG could be more exciting.

"Xiaoqi, get closer, stick to their upper left side, let the camera follow them and shoot the momentum of hitting people with the ball!"

"Ah? Do you still want to get closer? But I'm worried about stray bullets." What kind of momentum is there to hit someone with the ball?

Xiaoqi was busy going over the wall to search for information on the Internet in another world, but the information she found actually contained hundreds of gigabytes.

I can’t understand it at all!

"It's okay, just watch and take pictures. Anyway, if it's damaged, you'll have to pay them for it!" Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"Okay, okay"

Looking at the power armor that jumped five meters high with the help of the vortex engine, easily crossed obstacles and landed steadily, Chu Guang was filled with envy while directing Xiao Qi to take a few close-ups of the big brothers. .

This mobility is really awesome!

It's the equivalent of a Hummer flying down an alley.

If you have this jumping ability, why should you be afraid of RPG?

I'm afraid I could run away after the RPG!

Hey, I really want to get one!

In just five minutes, the battle outside the mutant camp had ended, and the remaining sporadic resistance was nothing more than a desperate struggle.

He directed Xiao Qi to raise the camera again and looked at the powered armor that broke into the mutant camp. Chu Guang, who had taken enough footage, had an unfinished expression on his face.

"It would be nice if there was another long-range tactical nuclear strike."

Xiao Qi said weakly: "But won't that accidentally hurt your players?"

At this time, the players have entered the alley near the mutant camp.

It's not to support allies, but mainly to pick up heads.

A mutant corpse can be exchanged for a lot of money!

Does it matter if he kills himself?

Anyway, NPC will not compete with players for credit.

Chu Guang didn't care about the actions of those little players. The corpses of mutants could also be used, and a lot of active substances were produced.

At the same time, a light blue pop-up window appeared in Chu Guang's eyes.

mission completed!

Requirement: Destroy the mutant tribe on Street 76

Reward: 200 bonus points

"Area cleared."

"The confirmed kills of 47 mutants are much more than the information provided by friendly forces. Moreover, these beasts also damaged the brain of one of our guys. I think they should give us some compensation."

"Go away if you dare to mention my brain again, I will put my fist in your mouth!"

"Hahaha, calm down, I was just joking."

The soldiers who occupied the camp were bragging and spanking on the communication channel. This time, Lu Yang ignored them. After a big war, they really needed to relax.

All mutants have been eliminated, not a single one is left alive.

Rather, these mutants didn't give them a chance to survive.

From the moment they entered the fortress, the green-skinned monsters in the camp wearing strange clothes rushed towards them like crazy.

However, this is of no use.

In front of the Gauss rifle, not to mention their muscles, even their wooden strongholds looked like paper.

They drove the remaining mutants to the east side of the camp, which was probably the leader's tent, or a similar place. Then they fired at the inside until the barrels of the guns held by the magnetic rails burned red, then they stopped firing and went in to finish the job.

There is no need to be kind to mutants.

They have done nothing good in these two centuries.

"Captain, come here and look at this"

"what have you found?"

"You'll know some interesting things if you come over and take a look."

Hearing the voice of his comrades, Lu Yang, who was explaining the frontline situation to the Pioneer 10 kilometers away, immediately walked towards the Marine.

In front of them was a spacious wooden house. The door of the house was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle. There were barbs hanging from the eaves, just like the mouth of a monster. There are some parts picked from objects on display in the house, including bear claws, deer heads, two-headed dogs, and human hands.

Mutants are strangely tribal. They worship blood and violence, and they have unique feelings for the alien species in the wasteland.

They will not eat the whole thing, but will keep part of the thing, half of which is smeared with juice containing copper sulfate and nitrous acid, and collected as trophies, and the other half will be thrown at the entrance of the camp or outside the wall as a trophy. Tributes to the gods in their minds, although most of these tributes were eventually eaten by creatures such as rats and cockroaches.

It's a bit like an altar for trophies.

"Is there anything worth paying attention to here?" Lu Yang glanced at the situation in the room, with a look of disgust on his face.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to stay here for a second longer.

"Yes Captain I found something strange here."

As he spoke, the Marine flicked the light on his helmet to the floor.

Lu Yang looked along the light and saw a deep blood mark on the wooden floor.

Judging from the shape, it looks a bit like the drag marks of a corpse.

"This is a bit like a sacrificial place. Those mutants slaughter objects here and then dismember them."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, I know how they do it."

Lu Yang frowned, stepped forward, and stepped on the floor made of whole wood with his right foot.

There seemed to be something wrong with the sound coming from under my feet.

There was a slight movement in his heart, and he stepped forward with his right foot, directly trampling the piece of wood into two pieces.

really!

this floor

Lu Yang followed the same pattern and broke a few more pieces of wood, then shined a beam of light on it.

"There is actually a tunnel?"

The Marine walked next to him and compared it with the pre-war map in the database.

"Your current location should be the central flower bed of the community."

So those symbols on the wall are left by mutants?

"Where do you think this tunnel will lead?"

"Sir, I don't know, but according to experience, there are only some special shelter facilities that need to be hidden in flower beds.

Lu Yang thought for a moment and quickly made a judgment.

"Let's go down and have a look."