This Game Is Too Realistic

"Wasteland OL" official website.

Almost as soon as the online and offline peak period was reached, a topic-generating post was posted on the forum's home page.

Night 10: "Big news! There will be an event at French Fries Port the day after tomorrow! (Funny)"

Since clearing customs in Qingquan City, Dog Planning has not had any renovation work for a long time.

As soon as everyone heard about the event, no matter where it was or how far away it was from them, they became excited in an instant.

Edge paddling: "What kind of activity?"

Commander Quanshui: "Wait a minute, aren't you still in Dawn City?"

Debt-eyed: "That's right! I saw you yesterday, together with the NPC from that academy!"

Ye Shi: "It doesn't matter! My brother is at French Fries Port, which means I am also there. (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Damn, can you stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on?"

Fang Chang: "According to clues provided by the Maritime Patrol of the Federation of Southern Islands, it is suspected that someone separated them from the patrol area."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Finally, someone with more information comes out. (Squints)"

Commander Quan Shui: "It's interesting. Are you trying to get rid of the people who are in the way first?"

Fang Chang: "Well, if the identity of the incoming target is a bit embarrassing to the maritime patrol team of the Southern Islands Federation, then there is only one possibility."

Fountain Commander: "Torch?"

Fang Chang: "Eighty percent, this is the only way to explain why the federal authorities planned such an exercise and left such obvious loopholes."

"After all, if it is forces such as the Legion or the Xilan Empire that have nothing to do with the Southern Islands Federation, even if they suddenly launch an attack on French Fries Port, it seems to have nothing to do with the Southern Islands Federation, right?"

"Furthermore, I can even infer that the wave of people or monsters that are about to attack French Fries Port may be the same wave that sank the exploration ship 'Golden Coast' before, or at least use the same weapons... and this is also One of the reasons why they are so sensitive.”

Elf King Fugui: "What do you think it will be? Those winged mutants we met in Jinhe City before? (Curious)"

Fang Chang: "Why can't it swim in the sea? Didn't the NPC named Huang Guangwei and the submarine he brought have already hinted at it? There are aquatic mutants operating along the coast of the southern sea."

Sisi: "It makes sense. Although I feel that the possibility of aquatic alien species is not small, the mobility of that big guy seems to be a problem."

Commander Quan Shui: "Hey, I thought there was such a big event, so I slipped away."

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Has the card been revealed yet? (Funny)"

Garbage Picking Level 99: "Damn it, did you and Brother Guang have sex?"

Irena: “I’ve read the script and it’s real. (Funny)”

Tails: "Oh! Pass it on! Dolly was tricked by a dog! (///ω///)"

Fang Chang: "?"

The post quickly went viral.

However, most players still have no objections to Elder Brother Fang's analysis.

So far, the expansion pack updates of "Wasteland OL" have been relatively logical, and there has not yet been a bad job of popular NPCs taking turns being blackened and whitewashed.

In other words, players can also analyze the main plot of the next version through the intelligence in the game, and even predict the big pit dug by the dog plan in advance.

Based on the existing intelligence, it can be basically concluded that the incident two days later was almost 90% a mutant attack, and it was an attack from under the sea!

At this moment, Chu Guang, who was sitting in the shelter and looking at the screen, read the players' discussion from beginning to end, and felt a burst of admiration in his heart.

Although the logic of the analysis is a bit far-fetched, there is actually nothing wrong with it from a game perspective.

From a player's perspective, what can be analyzed is basically the tactical level.

As for Chu Guang himself, who is the manager and the only planner, he is of course more concerned about the strategic level.

"...If the Torch Church really takes out the mutant card, it seems that they don't have many cards in the sea."

Looking at Chu Guang with a smile on his face, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder at the corner of the table, tilted his head in confusion.

"Are the two things related?"

After taking a sip of the black tea with milk, Chu Guang said slowly.

"The reason why they move away those who are in the way is because they are worried about being seen, which means that they are likely to use this card more than once. As long as they have the choice, I don't think they will take unnecessary risks and grab a card over and over again. use."

If this is the case, it is not difficult to understand why those bottomless lunatics are so cautious about the survivors in the southern sea.

The survivors in the southern seas are the only key for them to extend their tentacles into the sea and break the strategic dilemma.

They need the research base in Coral City, and even more, the mother nest of the Tianting space station.

The problem is that their power in the ocean is too weak.

It may be okay to bully a few civilian ships, but once they face the warships of the Southern Islands Federation, those aliens controlled by mind interference devices are a joke.

After all, they are a survivor force that has developed for two centuries. Even if their strength is not as strong as that of several "fallen empires", they are still off to a strong start.

At least it will start much stronger than an alliance whose development relies entirely on "picking up trash."

It is precisely because of this that the Torch Church has adopted a gradual infiltration model for the survivors in the southern seas, and even treasures such as psychic interference devices have been sent out as bait.

However, just when the Torch was spending a lot of money to annex the survivors in the southern seas, the sudden intervention of the Alliance caused a slight change in their plan.

It seems that the series of actions taken by the players in the Baiyue Strait really made the bishop in charge of affairs in the area anxious.

Chu Guang's eyebrows couldn't help but raise an interesting arc, and his fingers on the table were intertwined.

This feeling is very interesting.

Although he has not met his opponent yet, he has already roughly guessed how many cards his opponent has in his hand, as well as what his strategic goals and shortcomings are.

The only suspense now is whether the "players' prediction of the dog's plan" is accurate.

If they really guessed it, the man behind the attack was the Church of the Torch, and the aquatic mutants who were the minions of the attack were the aquatic mutants kept in captivity on the Death Coast by the Torch...

They had already won a third of the battle before it even started.

Thinking of this, the smile on Chu Guang's lips became more joyful, and he picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

"So funny."

Sitting on the pen holder and dangling her calves, Xiao Qi quietly looked at Chu Guang without saying a word, her eyes shining with admiration.

Although I don’t know what happened, it always feels like the owner who did nothing seems to have won again...

…

On a blue sea, the flagship rises and falls like a lonely boat with the waves.

A merchant in luxurious clothes stood on the side of the ship, looking at the flower-white foam split by the bow of the ship, and let out a long sigh.

Looking back on his busy life, Mogawi thinks it is quite exciting.

As an inconspicuous little person, he first witnessed the Legion's cross-continental expedition against the Great Rift Valley, and then personally experienced the Falcon Kingdom's war of annihilation against the desert kings.

During this period, a mighty bone-chewing rebellion broke out in the distant River Valley Province. The survivors who united formed an unbreakable alliance. The residents of Boulder City who could not bear the exploitation united to overthrow the mountains that were pressing on them. , the province of Borneo with thousands of tribes and gods changed its dynasty again...

A lot of things have really happened over the years.

The events seem to be isolated from each other, but they seem to be connected together by invisible cause and effect.

And maybe I am standing here now because of some invisible cause and effect.

He shouldn't have had the greed to "make a lot of money" in the first place.

If he had not stayed at the port of Silver Moon Bay for so many days and was targeted by people from the Xilan Empire, he would have taken the money he earned from selling his skin and gone to the captain with a bad face to beg him again. If he takes a chance on himself, maybe even if he can't make as much money as he dreamed of, it will at least be better than what he is doing now.

Looking at the two cargo ships getting closer and closer, Mogavi had a mournful expression on his face, as if he was about to step onto the execution ground.

Captain Achim patted his shoulder and gave him a sunny smile.

"Relax the layout, don't be so arrogant, wait for our soldiers to land at the port, you can pick whatever you want there, whether it's people, goods or money, it will be no less than what you can get by doing a business trip."

"Yes...respected sir."

Mogavi forced a smile that was even uglier than crying from his face, but when he thought of his possible final tragic end, the little smile he had left collapsed uncontrollably.

After all, I still can't reconcile myself to years of hard work leading to such an aggrieved death.

He gritted his teeth and finally couldn't help but tried to persuade the captain to step back from the brink.

"I have no doubt that you can crush your enemy like a grasshopper, but have you ever thought about one question... How do you plan to withstand the wrath of the Alliance?"

"Anger? Who would be angry with a group of gophers?" Achim picked his ears and flicked the earwax into the sea with disdain. "They should have realized the moment they rejected Duke Galawa's request that they would Pay the price for your arrogance and stupidity. Besides, we just get back what belongs to us and collect a little interest along the way."

The empire has a vast territory. Not only is it a fertile land, it is favored by thousands of gods, and it also forms a brotherly alliance with the military.

A mere alliance is nothing to be afraid of.

Although the companies standing behind the alliance were a threat, and even the legions were troubled by those guys, he didn't think that Ideal City would break up with the empire over such a trivial matter.

Moreover, they have the support of the legion behind them. A two-star captain of ten thousand who has experienced hundreds of battles has arrived in the capital of the empire to meet His Majesty the Emperor. Along with him are cannons, tanks and weapons that can arm several ten thousand troops. rifle.

He admitted that the blue gophers were good at picking up rags, but they were still lacking in strategy and layout, and were far from being a match for the empire.

No one would know that this operation was carried out under the instruction of the empire's top brass.

Once the two cargo ships departing from Kingallen Port dock at French Fries Port, more than a thousand elites disguised as pirates will rush out and quickly board the land to control the entire port.

They would loot the camps on the shore, take away all the slaves snatched by the Alliance, and then blame the pirates. If the Alliance insists on an explanation, then cut off the businessman's head and send it to them.

In this way, it not only demonstrates the generosity of the empire, but also proves the empire's position and determination to the Legion. It can also regain the face lost by those shameful and despicable Yue tribe people, and severely undermine the prestige of the alliance at the Sticky Community meeting. It can be said that killing four birds with one stone.

While he was talking, one of the cargo ships had already approached the warship.

Mogawi looked at the cargo ship secretly. There was a tightly covered shed on the long and narrow deck. There was no doubt that this was just an ordinary civilian dry bulk cargo ship, and it also hauled livestock. kind of.

Usually merchants in Borneo Province will use this kind of cargo ship to transport two-headed cattle that are prohibited for consumption in Borneo Province, and sell them to the port of Silver Moon Bay.

Transporting troops on civilian cargo ships…

Thanks to these guys for doing it.

A man who looked like an officer stood on the bow of the ship and gave Achim a military salute.

"The 1,000-man team of the Gray Wolf Army is already in position. Please give me your instructions!"

Looking at the officer with bulging muscles, blazing eyes, and a chilling air all over his body, Captain Achim nodded his head proudly in approval.

The Gray Wolf Army is an elite force stationed in the eastern part of Borneo Province. It is composed entirely of brave and capable wolf tribesmen. It is the land warfare ace of the Xilan Empire.

Unexpectedly, the empire's senior officials actually moved them out. It seemed that the senior officials paid more attention to this operation than he thought.

He seemed to have seen the gray smoke floating over Fries Harbor, the dilapidated houses and bones that were burned to ashes.

Putting away his appreciative smile, Captain Achim adjusted his expression slightly and looked at the officer solemnly.

"Captain Dirang, your superiors should have already given you the mission, so I won't go into details here."

"From now on, your identity is no longer a soldier of the empire, but a ghost that dominates this sea, a devil that brings death and destruction to the enemies of the empire."

"I know this will bring shame to your honor, but everything is for the empire! Your father and children, your people will be proud of you!"

The captain named Dirang had a bright light in his eyes. He raised his head and straightened his back, and swore solemnly and solemnly.

"For the Empire! For Your Majesty!"

That mighty momentum formed a sharp contrast with the trembling Mogawi.

Glancing at the timid businessman next to him, Captain Achim grinned with a playful and sarcastic smile.

After patting the poor guy on the shoulder, he handed it over to his most loyal subordinate, Singer, and then returned to the cabin.

Watching the officer leave, the taciturn guard stepped forward, stood behind Mogavi, and said quietly.

"Mr. Mogawe, it's time to go."

Mogavi nodded with a grimace, and under the supervision of the guard named Singer, he tremblingly climbed onto the wooden plank extending from the warship deck to the cargo ship.

Following him onto the cargo ship, Singer waved his hand behind him, signaling the sailors on the warship to put away the planks.

After putting away the planks, the warship slowly put away the anchor chain, and then sounded the farewell whistle.

The two cargo ships that restarted their journey also blew their whistles one after another, and then continued to move towards the Baiyue Strait.

Watching the warship flying the green flag with double swords gradually go away, Mogawe completely gave up the last thought of these idiots reining in the precipice.

At this time, the captain named Dirang came next to him and said expressionlessly.

"Mr. Mogavi, I have heard about your situation in the telegram. You only need to help us board the dock. We will allow you to select ten slaves first and take away goods worth 100,000 dinars. .”

Mogavi didn't listen to the second half of the sentence at all. He glanced at the closed cabin, then at the officer and several soldiers dressed as sailors on the boat, and couldn't help but ask.

"Do you have any plans? Or should we just drive over?"

Di Rangyan said concisely.

"Just drive over."

Mogavi then asked.

"Then what? How do you plan to occupy it? Rush up directly from the pier?"

"You don't have to worry about the rest." To be honest, Di Rang despised this coward from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Not to mention that they were the elite of the empire, the two cargo ships contained a team of a thousand people, and one person's saliva could flood the port. He didn't know what these guys had to fear.

Not to mention that this battle may not be possible. I am afraid that when they stand on the shore, those people will be dumbfounded on the spot and obediently raise their hands to surrender.

Looking at these guys who couldn't communicate, Mogavi had a bitter expression on his face.

He knew that it was useless to say anything now, and he didn't know what to say to persuade them.

If these guys really have their empire at heart, then they should at least use a little brain when thinking about the problem.

But apparently they didn't.

These people have gone crazy.

And it's completely crazy...

…

After two days and one night of sailing, the two cargo ships finally entered the western entrance of the Baiyue Strait.

They were less than 500 kilometers away from French Fries Port, and if nothing else happened, they should be able to get there before eight o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the emerald green jungle on the shore, Mogave's Adam's apple moved and he said.

"...Do you know why there is no one here?"

Singer, who was standing behind him, said nothing and didn't bother to talk to him at all.

Di Rang, who had already changed into casual clothes, glanced at him and said casually.

"Why?"

"Because no one can conquer this land, neither the Hump Kingdom nor the Federation of the Southern Islands that escaped here... In the face of waves of alien species coming in one after another, the determination and courage of mortals are in vain."

Looking at Dirang who was staring at him intently, Mogavi swallowed and continued.

"But some people succeeded. Not only did they establish a foothold on this land, but they also built a settlement... You may not think this is anything special, but I am from the Camelback Kingdom, and I know very well that this is a big deal. It’s so amazing, what they have is not only courage, determination, but also scientific methods, and some things that I can’t figure out.”

Dirang said expressionlessly.

"So what?"

Mogavi sighed softly.

"No...what, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Amidst the humming of insects along the coast, two cargo ships full of soldiers continued to move forward.

Time passed very slowly, and under the harsh sunshine, this short half day seemed as long as a century.

However, unlike Mogavi who endured the torture, everyone else on the ship, whether they were officers or soldiers disguised as sailors, looked in high spirits.

He even saw a few soldiers whispering to each other with evil smiles on their faces. He didn't even see the shadow of the dock, so he fantasized about how to divide the loot that he had not yet obtained.

"When we get to the shore later, I have to pick one with a big butt."

"Haha, we know you have unique taste, don't worry no one will compete with you."

"Can you pursue it a little bit? Aren't the women in the shelter much more exciting than those dirty Yue people?"

"Why don't we try it together? Anyway, we have three days. The commander said that as long as we don't miss the main business, we can have fun as much as we want."

"Damn...it would be nice if this broken ship could go faster."

"I'll go to the toilet first."

"You're a shameful thing, get out of here."

"Hahaha!"

Perhaps in response to their expectations, the sun finally fell into twilight.

There was silence on the sea as it sank into the night, as if it smelled the prelude of a storm, and even the waves washing against the bow of the ship became cautious.

I guess the time is coming.

Dirang, who was patrolling the plywood, patted Mogavi on the shoulder, turned around and walked into the cargo hold.

It didn't take long for blood-curdling nonsense to come out of the leaky hatch, followed by menacing shouts in response.

The guy seemed to be making his final mobilization for war.

But to Mogavi's ears, it was no different from his last words.

They had no idea what kind of monster their opponent was, and they even imagined that everything would be fine as soon as they stepped onto the dock, and that the weak blue gophers would scurry into the holes as soon as the gunshots were fired.

Touching the silver pendant on his chest, he silently prayed to the Silver Moon Goddess in his heart, hoping that when he fell into the water later, he would not be eaten by the alien species wandering nearby.

Putting the pendant back into his collar, Mogavi took a deep breath and walked to the bow of the ship.

As usual, Singer followed him closely, not intending to leave him any chance to be alone.

Mogavi didn't care. After all, it wasn't the right time anyway. Even if he wanted to risk jumping off the ship, he would have to wait until he was close to the port, not here.

Looking at the increasingly familiar coastline in the distance, his heart was beating hard.

But at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and a slight sigh escaped from his mouth unconsciously.

"strangeness……"

The voice did not escape Singer's ears, and the latter asked expressionlessly.

"What's wrong?"

Mogavi swallowed, glanced at him, and whispered his confusion.

"I didn't see the patrol's speedboat."

Singer frowned.

"Patrol?"

Mogavi explained.

"It's the patrol of the Southern Islands Federation."

Singer relaxed his frown and regained his indifferent expression.

"No matter what those people do."

Mogavi was stunned for a moment, looked away from his face, turned his head and continued to look at the sea in the distance, muttering in a low voice.

"It's really none of their business... But this is abnormal. When a ship passed by here in the past, they would go to the ship to take a look and check for smuggling or something."

Does the Alliance not allow them to patrol here?

Probably not...

For some reason, Mogavi always felt uneasy in his heart, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.

Out of the instinct of self-preservation, he loosened his hand on the railing and returned to the cabin from the bow.

Almost at the same time that he returned to the cabin, a violent tremor suddenly came from his feet accompanied by a loud noise, almost knocking him over.

The cargo ship seemed to have hit something.

However, Mogave knew very well that this area of ​​​​water was very safe, and there were no such sinister rocks that were usually buried under the waves.

After being caught off guard, Singer and the soldiers who were following him were not so lucky.

After all, they were not professional sailors. They fell all over the place one after another, and a few unlucky ones leaning on the side of the ship even screamed and fell into the sea.

The screams that merged into the sound of the tide quickly disappeared, as if something had caught them.

Faced with this sudden change, Mogawe was so frightened that he lost his mind. He lay on the plywood with his head in his hands and shivered.

Not far away, the cabin door suddenly opened.

Dirang, who was covering his forehead, rushed out with a gun and yelled curses.

"Damn, what happened?!"

Looking beyond his calf, Mogavi finally saw clearly the so-called "ghost of the powerful Baltic Sea" in the cabin.

It was a group of soldiers carrying Ripper rifles on their backs, and a few had submachine guns and automatic rifles hanging on their chests.

But none of that matters now.

Those guys also fell and staggered around. Although they didn't panic, they looked around at a loss, not knowing how to deal with the situation in front of them.

Singer, who got up from the deck, also cursed, stretched out his hand to pull up Mogavi who was lying on the deck, stared at him and cursed loudly.

"Damn it, did you report the letter to the alliance?!"

Mogavi said with a sad expression on his face.

"Are you kidding me, sir? When have I ever left your sight?"

As if thinking that this was indeed the case, Singer gritted his teeth and threw away his collar.

Staggering back two steps, Mogavi held on to the cabin to prevent him from falling. He tried to calm his disordered breathing and calm down his panic.

He probably figured out what happened.

What hit them just now was probably a torpedo.

Through the tremors that came along the deck and bulkheads, he could clearly feel the sound of sea water pouring into the cabin. The fully loaded cargo ship was slowly sinking.

However, he did not rush to escape because he had not yet figured out what hit them.

Is it an alliance?

impossible……

Those guys have a bottom line and cannot take the initiative to attack civilian ships.

Commonwealth of the Southern Islands?

That's even more impossible, unless they plan to be self-sufficient in the future.

Damn, what the hell is this? !

It's impossible for the mines to evolve from alien species!

Just when he was frightened and frightened, other people on the boat finally realized the problem of water leakage in the hull.

At the same time, another cargo ship following them seemed to have been hit by a torpedo, slowly sinking amid a violent tremor and a steely cry.

There was no time to hesitate.

Seeing that his subordinates might drown in the cabin if he waited any longer, the officer named Dirang gritted his teeth and shouted decisively.

"Abandon ship! Everyone gather on the north shore!"

After receiving the order, everyone rushed out of the cabin and jumped into the sea like dumplings.

Fortunately, they were not far from the shore. They swam less than fifty meters and arrived there in a while.

Seeing that everyone had no time to take care of him, Mogavi was planning to jump into the sea while taking advantage of the chaos.

However, as soon as he ran to the side of the tilted ship, an unforgettable scene came into his eyes.

Looking at the hellish scene, Mogavi's face turned pale for an instant, his legs collapsed and he sat on the ground, shouting words like "monster" and "devil" incoherently.

Captain Dirang, who had previously ordered the soldiers to abandon ship, was not much better than him.

I saw him holding the cold railing tightly with both hands, staring at the sea with wide eyes, his bloodshot pupils filled with deep fear and despair.

And it’s despair that can be seen with the naked eye...