This Game Is Too Realistic

Noisy electric sound——

"Hello everyone, this is the Voice of Boulder City. Before I give you tips on growing Camu trees and tips on getting rich as a scavenger, please allow me to interrupt with a piece of news that I like to hear."

"Just to the north of us, near the Huayuan Street subway station on the edge of the Fifth Ring Road in Qingquan City, our Captain Pritt led his Black Snake Mercenary Group and finally swung the butcher knife against the group of hillbillies in the northern suburbs."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really tragic. At the same time that the hillbillies lit the gunpowder barrels and blew the gnawers into the sky, our despicable and shameless Captain Pritt opened fire without even saying hello. Those people seemed to have been shot. They fell like wheat in the frost. Those poor people even sacrificed their wealth and life for the wedding dress hidden in the subway!"

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“1 Fa Yuen Street MTR Station

"How many did Commander Prit kill in total?"

"What are the casualties of the 3 Black Snake Mercenary Group?"

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The old radio placed at the bar repeatedly played that glib noise.

The smell of burning low-quality tobacco mixed with the pungent alcohol can almost clog the throats of newcomers who are new to this place. The pole on the dance floor is always vacant, and even the cheapest dancers can't stand the filthy air here. Only drunkards who are drunk occasionally come up to perform impromptu performances.

This is the Two-tailed Mouse Tavern, one of the hundreds of taverns in Boulder City. It is also the most inconspicuous one hidden deep in the sewer alleys.

The customers who come in and out of this place are all mercenaries and scavengers living in nearby basements or cheap hotels. The watered beer sold here is very popular. With just one chip, you can sit at the bar and forget your worries for the whole night. As long as you are thick-skinned, no one can drive you away.

Of course, if you feel that the taste of watered beer is too bland, you can also choose the same cheap industrial alcohol. Drinking a small amount will be fine, but you have to be careful of other gentlemen picking it up.

It is not ruled out that some people do it on purpose, but if you don’t have any special hobbies or are ready to take advantage of others, don’t do it. There are no security guards here. The bartender is only responsible for selling drinks, washing glasses and cleaning the floor. As long as no one is killed, the guards outside don't care much.

Listening to the sound on the radio, a group of mercenaries were shouting loudly, and their words were all full of envy.

"Captain Pritt? Hahaha, this despicable and shameless guy actually stooped to attack a group of scavengers!"

"Shh, don't let his old acquaintances hear you. You are not the host of the Voice of Boulder City, and you are protected by a big boss."

"Fa Yuen Street Station? A place I've never heard of."

"No matter what it is, what good things can be found in the northern suburbs? The scavengers there want to lick the moss off the walls!"

"I'll give you 10 chips! No one in the Black Snake mercenary group was injured!"

"The odds are too high, there's no guarantee they won't make their own moves... If I bet on them, one of them will die."

Although the Black Snake Mercenary Group is not the most famous in Boulder City, and their leader Pritt is by no means a top powerhouse, it all depends on who he is competing with.

To deal with a group of rubbish-eating rubes hiding in the northern suburbs, scavengers who can't even get together a few iron pipe rifles, not to mention the Black Snake mercenary group armed to the teeth, everyone sitting here has enough confidence. Can teach them how to behave.

Few doubted that Pritt and his brethren would win.

The only suspense is, at best, whether there will be unprecedented casualties in the end, and whether there will be casualties at the Huayuan Street subway station.

Not only the idle people in Boulder City were curious, but Pritt's heart was also full of curiosity.

However, his employer didn't tell him many details about the mission. He only asked him to pay attention to the power armor in Vault 117 and a black suitcase.

Pritt actually wanted to know why the employer didn't take them away since he knew the situation inside as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, as a hired gun, he has no right to make irresponsible remarks to his employer, and he has never even met his employer.

So far, he has received only two things from his employer - a deposit paid by an armed broker on his behalf, and a magnetic card to open the door.

Perhaps after this mission is successfully completed, the employer will buy him a drink.

That's a big boss who can afford the air tickets.

It would be great if I had a chance to get to know each other.

"Teams A and B will follow me and move forward. Team C will set up defenses along the street and eliminate all survivors approaching this area."

"Karl is watching upstairs. If he finds a target worthy of shooting, he is allowed to fire without exposing his position."

"Our position is only four kilometers away from their stronghold. One power armor and a dozen lives are enough for them to go crazy."

"Quick victory, everyone move! Hurry!"

Fifteen mutilated corpses lay crookedly on the street, lying together with the killed gnawers.

Pritt, who reloaded his rifle, made a clear forward gesture and personally led the other three members of Team A towards the bottom of the subway station.

Knowing in advance that the opponent had an awakened person with an intuitive system, Pritt deployed the three teams five hundred meters away while the survivors were forming formations.

Taking advantage of the moment when the gunpowder barrel exploded and the survivors rushed forward brandishing cold weapons, he immediately ordered three teams to open fire, releasing the firepower from the barrels from three directions at the same time.

It was almost a one-sided massacre.

Those survivors who were fighting hand-to-hand with alien species with cold weapons had no power to fight back!

Except for a few people who hid in the subway station, the rest were either shot to death randomly or were thrown to the ground and bitten to death by predators.

It was a textbook surprise attack.

Things going well aren't even worth celebrating.

Eight tactical flashlights lit up at the same time, illuminating the space in the subway station like daylight.

The cracked concrete walls were covered with slime mold, and the cold air was filled with dust and a smell of decay.

Traces of mutant slime mold can be seen wherever nibblers are active.

The complex and diverse ecological environment in the wasteland provides it with a lot of nutrients. The remains and even the excrement of all living creatures may become a breeding ground for their reproduction.

Teams a and b have a total of eight people.

Under the leadership of Captain Pritt, the group carefully advanced in the direction of Vault 117. The guns sprayed out tongues of flame from time to time, harvesting the few nibblers blocking the road.

Thanks to the efforts of these survivors for several days, they pushed from the security checkpoint to the edge of the platform with little effort.

The carriages were crookedly packed together, almost blocking the tunnel. It was obvious that a serious traffic accident had occurred here.

However, what happened more than two hundred years ago has nothing to do with Pritt and others.

The entrance to Vault 117 is in the middle of the tunnel.

They were only 300 meters away from the finish line.

Victory is at hand!

At the same time, it broke down in an abandoned carriage next to the platform.

The three little players who survived by chance subconsciously held their breath as they listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, not daring to take a breath.

The beam of the flashlight shone into the carriage from the platform, almost touching their scalps, but luckily they were not noticed. After searching for a while, the flashlight swept towards the front of the car.

The sudden sound of gunshots made the three little players tense up.

However, the bullet was not coming towards them, but towards the gnawer who was lingering in the front of the carriage.

Accompanied by the sound of bullet casings falling and the gnawer falling to the ground, hurried footsteps and lights stepped into the car next door, and then passed through the broken car shell and entered the tunnel.

Listening to the footsteps getting further and further away, the three of them finally let out a sigh of relief.

Mole wiped the sweat from his forehead and leaned against the carriage and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Mosquito, what's your order?"

"agile!"

"Damn, why are you also an agility type?"

"I heard that agility can run faster..."

"Okay, now, the three of us are tied here and squatting in the subway are like blind people." Zhang Hai cursed and covered his buttocks with blood on his right hand, "Which of you has a bandage for me to use?"

Mosquito and Mole looked at each other and saw that this was not an ordinary newbie.

"Why don't you just rush over and deliver it?"

"If you have anything valuable you can leave it with me now and I'll take it back for you."

Zhang Hai changed his hand and rolled his eyes.

"Go away, I haven't saved the file yet. If you die here, will you lose today's progress?"

Ignoring the guy, Mosquito looked at Mole.

"What to do now?"

The Mole gritted his teeth and fell into deep thought.

"It's difficult...the equipment of this group is too strong, and we didn't bring good equipment with us. If we go out rashly, we will definitely die."

Mosquito couldn't help but said.

"Then just looking at them like this and cutting off our mission?"

Zhang Hai, who was holding his buttocks to stop the bleeding, suddenly said something.

"That's not necessarily the case."

The two of them looked at him together and asked in unison.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Hai said with a smile.

"I'm familiar with this road a long time ago, and there's a creeper hidden in it. I thought that guy wouldn't be easy to deal with, so I left it alone. If they go further, we'll definitely encounter them. We just need to follow them secretly. , maybe we can still find something missing.”

The mosquito's eyes lit up, and even the mole couldn't help but praise it.

"That's a good idea."

However, before the words could even be finished, a shrill roar came from the front of the tunnel, followed by a loud explosion.

The three of them were stunned, and they quickly squatted down, sticking out half of their heads and looking forward.

In front of the tunnel, a blazing flame burned.

I saw a mercenary half-crouching in the middle of the tunnel with a rocket launcher on his shoulders, and not far in front of him was the crawler!

The expressions of the three people all changed.

"Holy shit..."

"Hey, they even have rocket launchers?!"

Zhang Hai, who was holding his butt, was dumbfounded and muttered.

"It's over, it's over now."

If even the crawlers can't stop them——

However, at this moment, the v's of the mosquito and the mole trembled simultaneously.

The two people quickly turned on the screen, and almost the moment they looked at the screen, surprise and unbelievable surprise appeared on their faces almost invariably.

Zhang Hai didn't have a v, so he came over curiously.

"What's going on? Let me see...fuck?!"

I saw a line of task pop-ups hanging on the screen.

[Bounty Mission: Red Name Bounty]

[Explanation: A group of shameless gangsters attacked and brutally killed our companions. Their locations have been marked on the map, and the image information has been updated in the task bar. Capture them, life or death! 】

[Reward: 200 silver coins for each goal, 200 contribution]

Seeing this reward, Zhang Hai wanted to poke his eyes into the screen.

200 silver coins! ?

Is this, is this the world of the strong? !

…

Entrance to Fa Yuen Street MTR Station.

Lambert, who was holding a light machine gun, glanced at the pile of corpses on the ground, then at the deserted street in the distance, and slowly took a deep breath.

At this time, the voice of teammates came from the communication channel.

"Damn...it's too quiet here."

"It's winter after all, and it snowed for a while just now."

"Do you think those people will come?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I hope they don't come to die. The price of everything is going up in this damn weather, and bullets are not cheap."

Lambert said nothing.

Although he agreed with this sentence, it seemed impossible not to fight.

A dozen lives.

It's nothing to Boulder City, but to the hillbillies in the northern suburbs, the death of so many young adults is enough to make them lose their minds.

I'm afraid there will be a bloody battle when we retreat later.

At this moment, Karl's voice came from the communication channel.

"...Team C, please be aware that a suspected hostile target is approaching you."

"position?"

"Directly north... no, wait... there is a team not only on the north side, but also on the west side." Karl's voice was filled with a hint of surprise, and he continued, "They seem to be divided into groups of three or four people. You'd better Be careful, these people are very well organized, and although their equipment is not sophisticated, it is more than a little better than the rookies we just cleaned up."

"Can you confirm the number of people?"

"About thirty."

Hearing that there were only thirty, the four members of Team C who stayed on the surface breathed a sigh of relief.

The team leader said in the communication channel.

"Help us keep an eye on it. If there are high-threat targets, kill them for us."

Carl replied.

"No problem, I'm watching, be careful."

Just thirty.

Although it was a bit more, it didn't exceed their expectations.

The only thing that surprised Lambert was that these people responded faster than he expected.

It is at least four kilometers from Linghu Wetland Park to here.

Due to the complex traffic environment in the wasteland, unless they rushed here as soon as the gunshots were fired, it would have been impossible for them to enter Karl's field of vision so quickly.

Mobilizing so many people in such a short period of time.

How on earth did they do it?

…

Lambert could never figure it out.

More than a dozen players were offline intensively. Chu Guang sensed something was wrong as soon as the attack occurred and immediately transferred the Hummingbird drone deployed at the outpost.

Seeing the crooked corpse on the ground, Chu Guang, who was planning the relocation of the No. 81 Steel Plant, suddenly became furious.

Where did this shit come from!

Dare to touch my relics?

Without saying a word, Chu Guang threw a mission mark on the map, and at the same time set red bounties on all the targets tracked by the drone!

At the same time, almost all players who were near the outpost and held V received a pop-up window for a bounty mission.

Almost everyone's eyes widened in unison.

200 silver and 200 tribute per head!

When the manager released the task, did he really not press an extra 0? !

Shelter b2 floor, central square.

Tails, who had just come back to life, pulled Sisi and shook the v in his hand excitedly and said.

"Si! Look at V! This mission is so awesome, and the name is still red! Let's do it!"

Si Si was being pulled around, his expression somewhat listless.

"Awei, are you sure? We have only lived for a few minutes."

"What does it matter? Tails feels great! Si, cheer up, you've been sleeping for three whole days!"

It was okay after sleeping for three days.

Without the helmet, she didn't know how she survived the past three days. She couldn't sleep with her eyes open at night, and she felt like she was floating in the sky during the day.

Looking at the energetic tail, Sisi sighed and said.

"I said you...did you make a mistake about which side is the real world?"

Taili said nonchalantly: "It's not important! The real world is so weak!"

Sisi: "..."

Greenhouse ruins.

Ye Shi, who was eating dry food, suddenly jumped up as if he had discovered a new world.

"Damn it, Fang Chang! Look at v!"

"I saw it." Staring at the V screen, Fang Chang, who was sitting on the floor, rubbed his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought, "But it's strange, why does NC also have a famous name?"

"Is this kind of thing important? One head costs 200 silver." Guangfeng's eyes were bright, and his right hand was already thirsty.

"Indeed, we can't pretend we didn't see this reward... By the way," Fang Chang looked at Ye Shi, "I remember you said in the group yesterday that when you went to the Mole to watch the battle, you found someone staring at them. ?”

Ye Shi scratched the back of his head.

"Well, I'm not sure. I just felt like I was being watched by something."

Fang Chang was silent for a while, then suddenly nodded.

"Well, if my analysis is correct, maybe we may have missed a hidden branch."

The three of them were stunned for a moment.

Especially Ye Shi.

"What, what do you mean?"

Fang Chang thought: "It's nothing. I just feel that the person who targeted you yesterday is probably the same as the red-named unit that attacked Mole and the others today."

Ye Shi was shocked: "Holy crap, is this game so real?"

"It's just a speculation. As for what it is, I'm afraid only Brother Guang knows. In short, I'd better pay more attention to clues like this in the future. Maybe you will gain a lot."

With that said, Fang Chang stood up from the ground, reached out and picked up the mechanical compound bow leaning against the wall, hooked the bow string with his index finger, and gently pulled it as if to warm up.

"Let's go."

"The hunt is about to begin."

While they were chatting for a while, a hundred people had already accepted the task, more than half of them were level 5, and the number was still rising.

Fortunately, half of the people on the server went to the new map.

Otherwise, these are the twelve goals.

I went late, I'm afraid I couldn't even get a mouthful of soup!