This Game Is Too Realistic

Under the rolling waves, a group of blue mutants with fish scales roared past with the ocean current. From a distance, they looked like a blue mudslide surging under the sea.

They use shrill howls to intimidate the alien species that try to get closer, and use harpoons to open up a path forward, all the way west along the coastline, and then all the way south.

Guided by the will of their ancestors, they have been drifting for a whole week, only resting a few times along the way. When they are hungry, they eat fish, shellfish or seaweed to satisfy their hunger. The place they pass is like locusts passing through, a mess.

However, even though they are hungry, their morale has not decreased at all, and the desire to fight burning in their pupils is getting higher and higher.

The temporary hunger was just to clear their stomachs for the upcoming banquet. They would soon be able to feast with the grace of their ancestors and enjoy the cries and lamentations of the prey to their heart's content.

Seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the leading mutant suddenly straightened up and stepped on the current to stop its forward swimming.

"Crack--!"

The blue-skinned mutants following him dispersed, and thousands of them stood on the rocky seabed, like a ghostly kelp forest.

"Boat!"

It opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream, raised its head and stared ahead, and then glanced uncertainly at the direction of the coastline on the right.

The human village predicted by the priest was to the northwest of them, but a few kilometers away due west, there were two more cargo ships heading straight towards them.

It puffed up its chest and took a deep breath of cold sea water, with a string of dense bubbles rolling out from its cheeks.

As if it smelled something, its eyes gradually emitted a bloodthirsty light.

"people!"

"Animals!"

"many!!!"

Soon it wasn't just it, thousands of turbid pupils were imprinted with the light of blood and the desire for killing.

As if it felt the desire for killing boiling in its blood, it let out a shrill scream at the top of its voice.

"Sink them!"

The hoarse scream was like a horn blowing for attack, and the response was cheers and screams like crushing shells.

"Kaka--!"

Thousands of blue-skinned mutants swarmed forward again at a faster speed like unbridled seahorses.

The mutant carrying the torpedo took the lead in breaking away from the team, plucking the barrel-thick firecracker at the bottom of the seabed, and then pulled out the fuse.

A string of dense bubbles surged upward, and the blue-skinned mutant covered his ears, kicked his legs, and ran away from the torpedo that was ready to go.

With a muffled sound of "dong", a thick and long white bubble column rushed diagonally towards the sea, carrying the huge torpedo and rammed straight into the cargo ship in front.

This kind of civilian cargo ship was not equipped with professional underwater sonar. The people on the ship did not sense the underwater attack at all, and just took a hit without knowing it.

The shock wave of the explosion stopped the entire cargo ship from moving forward. As the milky white bubbles dispersed, an inward-dented breach appeared on one side of the ship channel, and there were even several exposed holes. Humans fell into the water.

Looking at the slowly capsizing cargo ship, a group of blue-skinned mutants screamed in excitement, tapping their weapons on the shields made of turtle shells or on the rocks beside them, like a group of people tapping knives and forks waiting for a meal. The savages at the table.

Just as they expected, as the cargo ship slowly tilted, more and more crew members jumped into the sea like dumplings.

And the huge number was completely beyond the expectations of all the mutants present.

Usually when they sink a ship, they only have twenty or thirty prey at most.

But now, just one cargo ship has dropped hundreds of prey, and the number is still increasing.

The mutants felt as if they had seen heaven, and their turbid pupils suddenly glowed with green light.

Praise the ancestors!!

It’s too late to appreciate the gifts from our ancestors,

The leader of the blue-skinned mutant spit out the bubbles in his mouth, let out a strange scream of excitement, and then rushed forward with his harpoon.

"kill!!"

Under its leadership, the mutants lurking at the bottom of the sea kicked out their legs, and with the guys in their hands, they attacked the group of drowned rats that fell into the water.

Like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep!

"kill!!!"

Before those imperial soldiers floating on the sea and choking on the water could realize what was happening, they were pierced through the chests by harpoons and crossbows.

The sea surface was dyed red with blood, and it was a shocking and ferocious scene.

Screams and wails followed one after another like the waves on the sea, like a hell on earth.

In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred people died! The rest of the people who were lucky enough to survive had no idea what had happened and could only dig their dogs towards the shore desperately.

Obviously, for the imperial soldiers who set foot outside the province of Borneo for the first time, these blue-skinned monsters are still too "advanced".

And the same goes for the mutants who feast on it.

The flavors of these humans with their own condiments are also unique, completely different from those they eat.

But it doesn’t matter.

It makes no difference to them who have been hungry for a week. They just want to enjoy this banquet of death and killing!

The soldiers of the Xilan Empire who had not yet looked at the ship saw clearly what was swimming in the water, and panic was printed on their faces.

Those blue skins resemble the coats of the shelter residents.

They looked neither human nor fish, waving harpoons, sticks, and even fishing nets in their hands. They made sharp and sad screams and laughter, and quickly harvested the lives that fell into the water one after another.

In just a few breaths, corpses were floating everywhere on the sea, and every wave hitting the side of the ship was stained with shocking scarlet.

What's even more frightening is that the monsters don't seem to be content with simply executing their opponents.

They sometimes pulled these fallen soldiers out of the water and pushed them into the water again before they could breathe. They tortured the prey until they were exhausted and dying, no longer struggling, and finally slit their throats. Enjoy their flesh and blood.

Listening to the wailing of the soldiers in the water, the soldiers who crowded on the side of the ship and had not yet had time to dive turned pale, their eyes filled with fear and bewildered despair. They shouted at the people who had fallen into the water, trying to pull them up. Sinking cargo ships, or raising rifles and firing into the rolling waves, throwing grenades into the water.

Unfortunately, all was in vain and had no effect at all...

Just when Mogavi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the captain named Dirang and several of his guards, dragging a kayak and trotting along. Rush out of the cabin.

While those mutants were still feasting in the sea and had no time to pay attention to them, they threw the kayak into the sea without saying a word and rowed towards the shore with all their strength.

Seeing the hope of survival, Mogavi rushed into the cabin and found several rubber boats and wooden dinghies lying in the corner of the cabin.

Knowing that his little strength was not enough, he did not drag these survival tools out immediately. Instead, he had an idea and ran back to the deck, shouting at those guys who had not entered the water because they could not swim.

"There's a lifeboat in the cabin!"

"Drag them out quickly!"

Hearing his call, everyone hurriedly rushed forward to grab the few life-saving straws, and he took the opportunity to get on a cargo ship and escaped before the cargo ship completely sank.

There was chaos on the sea, and from time to time there were screams of death and fighting with great resistance.

Looking at the small boats and even bathtubs passing by overhead, the soldiers who fell into the water desperately stretched out their hands to try to grab something.

However, most of the dozen or so "small boats" were already overcrowded and could not accommodate the nearly a thousand people who fell into the water.

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Seeing familiar faces, these soft-hearted people still couldn't bear to kill their compatriots, so they acquiesced and allowed them to put their hands on the side of the ship, and would not stop them as long as they did not get on the ship.

However, some cruel and ruthless guys completely ignored the friendship of their compatriots. Seeing that the speed of rushing to the shore was slowed down, they rushed forward with rifle butts, bayonets and even the soles of their feet, just to get rid of these burdens and get ashore faster so that they could reach the shore quickly. Survive yourself.

Witnessing this scene of hell on earth, Mogavi was horrified and curled up on his erection. They were afraid that these people would throw themselves down and their compatriots who fell into the water would come up instead.

However, what surprised him was that those vicious guys didn't do this.

Perhaps because the people standing next to him these days are all big shots, these low-status wolf tribesmen also "love the house and the bird" and instinctively regard him, the kidnapped foreigner, as some kind of adult. In short, thanks to these people Ignoring him, he left the water full of blood and death without any danger, and followed the boat to sway on the shore. He used all his strength to climb out of the little Ting, and he rolled and crawled forward. After running for more than ten meters, he rolled over and lay on his back on the muddy beach, gasping for fresh air with a look of shock on his muddy face.

At this time, he heard a familiar voice coming from the side and immediately looked sideways.

I saw a soaked man holding a Ripper rifle, with shocking scars on his shoulders, limping to the shore.

That person was none other than Singer, Captain Achim's bodyguard, and the first person to respond to the captain's order to abandon the ship and jump into the sea.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive, and Mogavi couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise on his face. Especially when he heard the guy's first words after landing, his jaw almost dropped.

"What the hell, you got tricked by these blue gophers!" Singer cursed through gritted teeth as he spat bloody saliva on the beach.

These guys have no moral ethics!

Unexpectedly, those blue gophers only looked honest on the surface, but were very cunning and cunning secretly. They had already seen through the empire's plan!

But that’s okay…

Since the power of the blue ghosts is contained at sea, the defense on the shore must be empty, and the land happens to be the home ground of the Xilan Empire.

As long as he can regroup the troops who fled to the shore. Even if there are only one or two Centuries, they will definitely be able to fulfill their mission and capture the French Fry Port!

Seeing the mentally disturbed guy walking towards him, Mogavi quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but within two seconds, he was pulled up from the ground by his collar.

"Get up! I know you're not dead!"

Mogavi opened his eyes tremblingly, and before he was fully awake, he saw the twisted face like a demon.

"Sir...sir..."

Singer stared at him ferociously and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"Take me to the Alliance camp! Now!"

Mogawi opened his mouth wide and glanced at the soldiers lying like dead dogs on the beach, and then at the guy grabbing his collar. He was about to ask him, "Are you crazy?" But it was dislocated because the mouth was opened too wide. He was speechless, but fortunately there was no need for him to speak.

Less than two seconds after Singh finished speaking, a gunshot sounded from the forest in the distance. That was the sound of the Blinder's rifle!

At the same time as the gunfire sounded, gunshots like raindrops resounded across the beach and forest, and a fierce exchange of fire was about to break out!

Singer immediately let go of his hand and threw Mogavi, who had just half sat up, back to the ground. He loaded the rifle in his hand and yelled at the soldiers who were struggling to get up from the beach.

"Ready to fight!"

Back to half an hour ago, there was darkness and silence on the beachhead on the northwest side of Fries Port.

If you didn't look closely, you probably wouldn't be able to see the helmets hidden behind the sandbags and pits, as well as the camouflage nets. At night, there were still about thirty of them left.

Lying next to a fixed "Tornado" grenade launcher, a player wearing an exoskeleton couldn't help but yawned and muttered something softly.

"Damn it, those mutants have gone to the Antarctic."

"Why haven't there been any shadows for a long time?"

It's already 8pm in this game, and in reality it's time to get up and have breakfast.

Another player squatting next to him made a helpless expression.

"Who knows, I'm not even sure if the ones coming up are mutants. Maybe there are just a few crabs coming up."

When he heard that there were crabs to eat, the man who was still yawning suddenly became energetic. He swallowed and said, "That's not very good. It's just a snack."

"taste--"

The player next to him who had been silent almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and his shoulders were shaking.

Seeing that the newcomers were becoming more and more undisciplined, the team leader who had been staring at the beach finally couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to slap the innocent man on the back of the head who was suppressing a smile.

"Keep your voice down! You're laughing like a bastard. Are you afraid that others won't know there's someone here?"

What if those guys hear someone here and don't come from this beach?

Then how can he get people killed!

The player who got hit on the helmet smiled awkwardly, and everyone felt embarrassed. They all restrained themselves and returned their attention to their respective tracking positions.

At this time, a head with a haystack on its head popped out of the foxhole on the side.

He vaguely heard someone calling his name, and the player glanced this way in confusion.

"Captain, you called me?"

Squad leader: "..."

This time, it wasn't just the guy with a low laugh point. All the people buried their heads and shook their shoulders. The guy with a low laugh point was even more direct. He knocked his head on the sandbag and simply went offline to laugh.

Looking at the fool who was poking his head, the team leader was about to give him a few words of scolding when a serious voice came from the communication channel.

"Position 4, what's going on over there?"

Upon hearing the superior's inquiry, the squad leader glared at the retracted haystack with a solemn expression, and quickly lowered his voice to report.

"Report, there is no situation at the moment!"

Murderous Dagger: "...Copy that, continue to be alert, we will change shifts in a few minutes, brothers, just hold on."

The squad leader replied awkwardly.

"yes."

There are not many old players in Fries Port. Most of them are players between level 10 and 20. There are also some quasi-newcomers who have just passed level 10 and come here to try their luck. Occasionally they act a little dazed. Also normal.

The game atmosphere of "Waste OL" has always been okay. Most old players have a relatively tolerant attitude towards newcomers. After all, this is how everyone has been here.

Quietness returned to the position, which was in sharp contrast to the rising tide just around the corner.

However, looking at the peaceful and peaceful waves. Fang Chang, who was holding the telescope, couldn't help but frowned with a worried expression on his face.

It has been two hours into the night.

Do we really have to wait until afternoon?

Or is it that the so-called attack was just his overthinking.

"...Maybe he won't come."

Just when Fang Chang was murmuring in his heart, the sound of squeaking was suddenly heard from the communication channel.

"...This is the investigation team. We heard gunshots here, coming from the sea to the southwest of us."

"Gunshots?"

After hearing the report, Fang Chang felt excited and immediately opened the VM map without saying a word. However, when he saw the green dot flashing on the west side of the camp, he was slightly startled.

Still heading west?

Where did this go?

Just when he was stunned for just a second, another communication request suddenly popped up on the VM screen. This time it was from the captain of the Dolphin, Chen Jianhong.

Tell Sesame Paste to stay nearby

Fang Chang immediately pressed the answer button, and Captain Chen's voice soon came.

"...Our sensors detected two consecutive explosions in the sea near you. I'm not sure if you noticed it. Are you in some trouble?"

Fang Chang frowned slightly.

"Explosion? We didn't see anything here, but someone heard gunshots. Can you tell the general direction of the explosion?"

Chen Jianhong: "It's to the east of us, to yours... uh, it should be about five kilometers to the west. I'll send you the coordinates."

Fang Chang: "Copy that, please continue to remain silent and don't contact us unless necessary."

Chen Jianhong: "Understood."

After hanging up the communication, Fang Chang switched to the VM map again, and soon saw the synchronized coordinates from the Dolphin.

It even comes with an estimated explosion yield.

Those two flashing question marks were about five kilometers west of Fries Port, and almost stuck to the shore of the north shore of the strait, so that Fang Changbuwen was stunned for a moment.

Good guy.

Are these mutants planning to play tactics with themselves?

But there is no use going around to the west...

The Burning Corps and the Jungle Corps are stationed on the high ground to the northwest of the camp, with a wide and unobstructed view of the surrounding area. With the help of agility and perception players to search for enemies and report points, a few machine guns and mortars can put those beasts on hold. If you die on the beach, there is still some hope if you just come up from the pier due south.

Although only a little.

It just so happened that at this time, the Murderous Dagger, who had just handed over the defense zone to the friendly forces in shift, was walking towards this side.

Before the guy could speak, Fang Chang immediately looked at him and said.

"Sha Dagger, take people to the west to have a look."

Murderous Dagger was stunned for a moment, suppressed his doubts about whether those mutants were still coming, looked at him confused and asked.

"West? Where?"

"There was an explosion in the water about five kilometers to the west. I have updated the approximate coordinates on your map. Just keep walking west along the coastline."

While speaking, Fang Chang pointed his index finger on the screen and had completed editing the mission path.

Seeing the serious expression on Brother Fang's face, Murderous Dagger suddenly became energetic, and the boredom on his face was wiped away.

"receive!"

He responded without saying a word, and hurriedly ran to the team members who had just been disbanded, and reorganized the team of thirty people.

"Brothers, come to life! Follow your father to the west and show you the world!"

As soon as they heard that work was coming, everyone who was listless a second ago suddenly became excited. They picked up their weapons and followed behind the thirty-something boss. They walked towards the outside of the position while chirping questions. got up.

"Boss! Who is the enemy?"

"Are you a mutant?"

"I heard they are blue-skinned!"

"Are the dropped materials valuable?"

Seeing how these newcomers had never seen the world, Murderous Dagger chuckled.

By coincidence, he hasn't seen it either.

But it doesn’t matter, we’ll see you soon.

Stop talking nonsense. Two explosions occurred five kilometers due west of our position. No matter what they came from, we will make those idiots regret coming to find trouble with us! "

After running all the way along the edge of the rainforest, the group finally arrived near the coordinates, and immediately saw the group of guys on the beach who were climbing ashore in embarrassment.

Seeing the group of soaked guys in the distance, Murderous Dagger didn't even need to ask, he already had a rough idea of ​​what happened.

These guys were probably passing through the strait, and by chance they bumped into the mutants who were looking for trouble for them.

This luck is so incredible!

In the end, his conscience prevailed. Sha Dagger held back his laughter and shouted towards the beach not far away.

"front

Fellow! Get away from the shore quickly, we are here to rescue you! "

Climbing to the shore with a look of embarrassment, Dirang was instantly alert when he heard the shouts from the forest. He glanced at the nearby jungle and raised the rifle in his hand.

"who!"

Murderous Dagger shouted again: "We are from the alliance!"

alliance!?

Upon hearing this word, Commander Dirang's expression suddenly changed, and he roared while opening the safety of his rifle.

"It's an alliance!"

"Ready to fight!"

The guard standing next to him reacted faster than him. He raised the rifle in his hand and fired a round into the dark woods. Then he covered the officer beside him and went to the bunker nearby.

Startled by the "pop" sound of the gunshot, Murderous Dagger saw the bullets flying to his side. He thought that the guys had misfired and shouted quickly.

"Damn it, we are human beings, they are mutants, not me, please see clearly and turn off the insurance -"

However, the group did not listen to what he said.

Before he could finish his words, there was another snap.

Snap, a gunshot, and this time the bullets followed his voice...

A direct hit on the tree trunk next to him.

As if given an order, gunfire crackled on the beach.

The forty or fifty people who rushed to the shore opened fire and quickly dispersed to both sides.

They either lay down on the spot and dug out foxholes, or rolled behind the rocks to find cover. Regardless of their own embarrassment, they put on an offensive stance and fired suppressive fire at the players in the forest.

The various gunshots ranged from Ripper rifles to legion-standard "Blade" assault rifles and PU-9 assault rifles.

This time Sha Dian finally understood that these guys were not just out of touch, but were here to cause trouble for them.

More and more soldiers who fell into the water swam to the shore, or landed in escape boats. One by one, it was as if they were rushing to land on the beach. They didn't care who was chasing them and biting them. They didn't even pat the mud on their pants. There was a loud banging and beating when we landed on the shore.

Killing Dagger, who was originally about to pull them out, suddenly became angry and didn't bother to care about any misunderstanding.

Each of these guys was carrying a gun, ammunition bags rolled up on their backs, and sapper shovels on their waists. It would be too far-fetched to say that they were just passers-by.

At first glance, he doesn’t look like a good person!

Seeing that more and more people were coming ashore, there must be one or two hundred people. Murderous Dagger immediately shouted at the thirty or so brothers behind him.

"Oh shit!"

"Not only do these 2Bs not appreciate it, they dare to open fire on us!"

"Hit him hard!"