This Game Is Too Realistic

These days, Chu Guang's luck is very good.

As of the 10th day of the implementation of the wartime regulations, his little players had created a total of 371 reward points for him, which even exceeded his expectations.

It stands to reason that as winter continues and snowstorms continue, the range of activities of players should be reduced.

However, the completion of daily tasks has not diminished at all.

While being moved in his heart, Chu Guang couldn't help but make up his mind to make good use of the wealth created for him by his little players.

Considering that the medicines were temporarily sufficient, except for the three high-level blind boxes, Chu Guang used all the remaining 71 reward points to redeem the junior blind boxes.

It’s not that I still believe in metaphysics.

Mainly because Chu Guang had a boring solo draw before and got a pack of high-yielding rice seeds.

That was the second time he had obtained seeds from a blind box after cotton seeds.

Without saying a word, Chu Guang immediately used the bag of seeds in the soilless planting unit that had just harvested a batch of Chinese cabbage for breeding operations.

As for whether these extracted rice seeds have higher yields or those given free of charge on the B3 floor, we will know when we compare them.

Moving on to the results of this lottery, although I didn’t get a seed, it was quite gratifying.

71 reward points, in addition to 25 lollipops, 15 chocolate bars and 8 boxes of canned meat, there are also 10 500g packages of salt, 8 bottles of soy sauce, 2 bottles of vinegar and 3 3-pound bags of cornmeal.

Although these supplies cannot fundamentally solve the food crisis, they are undoubtedly good news for those small players who open stores.

There are new seasonings available.

Epic enhancement for life professional players!

The other three high-end blind boxes also did not disappoint Chu Guang.

A set of Type 5 "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton, a Hummingbird drone, and a carbon nano body armor.

To be honest, he couldn't believe how generous the shelter system was this time.

Now he has three Hummingbirds. While overlooking the outpost and the long-term farm, he can also use one to go hunting.

After Chu Guang thought for a moment, he planned to hang the fifth-type "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton on the shelf of the NPC store.

Since the performance of the "Five Type" was more than twice that of the Miner Type I, Chu Guang simply added a zero to the price of the "Miner", which was 20,000 silver.

As for the purchase threshold.

The same is true for awakening LV10 citizens.

Just when Chu Guang was enjoying the joy of the harvest and admiring the "manager's allowance" delivered from the conveyor belt, Xiao Qi's voice suddenly came from the speaker on the wall.

"Master, you have two more young players reaching LV10."

"two?"

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then immediately opened the manager system and switched to the player list.

In the list, the gene sequence level behind the two names is clearly marked with the LV10 mark, and the login status is also the same "locked for 5 hours."

"The day is long and midnight is killing the chicken?"

It's actually these two brothers.

The awakening of Midnight Killer is quite expected. This guy is one of the early players who entered the game. He is also a member of the power system and is very capable.

Chu Guang still remembered this guy's feat of cutting down more than 200 trees in three days.

"The power system is indeed easier to upgrade."

"Agility seems to be the second best."

Currently, the one with the highest intelligence level in the server is Kuang Feng, who has just reached LV9.

The perceptual Ye Shi has been at LV9 for a while, and he will probably wake up soon.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.

His little players are so awesome, so he has to work harder!

Otherwise, some people always think that the five months that Chu Chu spent alone in the wasteland were in vain, and it seems that any "young master" can assassinate him.

What are you thinking about?

When you turn on the console to play games, do you think you are invincible?

Not to mention his "magic outfit" that the players helped him come up with, his little arms and legs, which are as slow as mosquitoes, can hang a hammer even if the equipment is taken off.

So far, Chu Guang himself is the only person in the server who has actually torn apart a creeper with his hands. The martial virtues of Vault 404 are not just for boasting.

However, it is still necessary to maintain the level advantage.

Not entirely out of caution, but mainly out of care for the players' gaming experience.

After all, as we all know, the NPC, the leader of the forces in MM, is always the highest level.

If the level of the force leader NPC is not higher than that of the player, then this game is too unreal!

Official website forum:

Stop talking nonsense: "It's the 10th day, bro! There are only 50 days left before the end of winter!"

Elf King Fugui: "giao! There are actually 50 days left!"

Tails: "Since we can't go out to fight, let's have a snowball fight!｀?′Ψ"

Si Si: "Oh, this is good."

Ye Shi: "Hahaha, isn't the power system buggy? Funny."

Tails: "It doesn't exist, tail is super fast!"

The peak period of offline.

Just when everyone was going to the official website to exchange strategies as usual, an announcement suddenly popped up on the forum.

Server-wide announcement: Congratulations to player "The Day is Long" for becoming the first agility LV10 player in the server!

Since the player chose to go public, the achievement will be honored in the Hall of Fame

As soon as the announcement came out.

The atmosphere on the forum instantly boiled.

Tails: "!! Someone is actually faster than Tails! w?Д?w"

Sisi: "Awei, wake up, I am a T0 boss after all, what are you comparing me to?"

Tail: "QAQ"

Elf King Fugui: "Damn it! Damn it! I, the Elf King, am not the fastest! I'm going crazy!"

Lightning Dharma King Professor Yang: "Gan! One by one, you are all cheaters, okay? I haven't even entered the game! T.T"

Silver Hand: "Strongly request the official to reset the data after launching the closed beta version! Broken Sound"

Silver Sword: "Agree! Broken Sound"

Edge stroke: "Roll, roll, don't even think about it!"

Debt-eyed: "That's right! Do you know how hard it is for Brother Shui to give away people's heads! It's funny."

Edge paddling: "Get out!"

Only on the matter of whether to delete files, players and cloud players can never reach a consensus.

It's the same today.

The two parties were divided into two factions, and they were arguing over whether to clear the closed beta data.

The two awakened ones did not appear from the beginning to the end, presumably to avoid the limelight.

After reading a circle of posts on the forum, Chu Guang looked at the screen with a smile like an old father's.

Clear?

nonexistent.

That's what a serious game company does. When did he say that he was a serious game company?

These accounts are all his!

However, players who entered the game early have begun to "awaken" one after another.

It is foreseeable that in the next two months, players will usher in a wave of awakening peaks.

After winter is over, maybe he can gather a company of Awakeners.

The quality of individual soldiers and equipment only need to keep up.

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

Steel Works No. 81.

Production is in full swing, and you can see a lively scene when you look up.

With the mobilization of wartime regulations, more and more refugees have been involved in production work. The number of workers in the No. 81 Steel Plant has expanded to ninety people, and they are divided into multiple workshops according to different production tasks.

Workers who have mastered production skills are promoted to foremen, and they take the inexperienced apprentices to learn how to use the equipment in the factory to recycle the garbage picked up by the scavengers from the wasteland into what they need.

At this moment, in Factory Building 1 of No. 81 Steel Plant, a 20-caliber machine gun was displayed in the center of the factory.

It has a box-type receiver structure with simple buffers on both sides, and there is an air-cooling box at the root of the barrel for heat dissipation.

The magazine is located directly behind the receiver, close to the trigger, making it convenient for the gunner to load. It can be operated by one person, which is very convenient.

In order to ensure the safety of the gunner and ammunition rack, there is a slot on the front end of the receiver, which can install or weld 20 steel plates.

This thickness is enough to withstand most bullets and explosive fragments, providing the gunner with a relatively safe firing environment.

Standing next to Chu Guang, Brother Lai, one of the directors of the No. 81 Steel Plant, promoted to him with a proud look on his face.

"With a 20mm caliber, a 1500mm long barrel, and a 1300mm long rifling, a magazine can hold 10 rounds, and they can all be emptied in less than 5 seconds! As you can see, this equipment can definitely Become the nemesis of helicopters!”

Brother Tousuo, who was standing on the other side, said equally excitedly.

"That's right, Sir Administrator, not only are helicopters the nemesis, I dare say that even crawlers and mutants running on the ground will definitely not be able to withstand a single shot!"

If it miraculously survives.

Then let’s do it again!

"Taking into account various combat needs, we also designed phosphorus-containing incendiary bombs, steel-core armor-piercing bombs, and high-explosive bombs for it! But unfortunately, we did not come up with a proximity fuse. The high-explosive bomb with a front-triggered fuse has a small There is a small chance of misfiring, but it’s not a big problem!”

"Yes, but wouldn't a magazine of 10 rounds be too few?" Chu Guang looked at the machine gun in front of him with a look of great interest.

As if he guessed that the manager would ask this question, Brother Lai said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter! We can assemble the four cannons together and fire intermittently! That's 40 rounds!"

Brother Tousuo also followed suit.

"That's right, if the firepower is not enough, we can also use the eight-unit base! Tow it with a truck!"

Chu Guang nodded approvingly.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked.

"By the way, what about the 88mm cannon you got before? Isn't there an experimental type? Why didn't you see it?"

In addition to anti-aircraft firepower, he now also needs a reliable enough support weapon.

The support mentioned here is not the mosquito's heartless rocket.

It is the kind that can cooperate with the infantry on the front line to accurately drop explosives on the enemy's heads.

For some reason, after hearing Chu Guang's words, the expressions on the faces of Brother Wusuo and Brother Lai were a little subtle.

The latter coughed slightly and said.

"The flight speed of that artillery shell could never be increased. We originally planned to change it to a howitzer, but we really didn't have time. Then Mosquito came over and made a price, saying that he planned to continue our research, so we returned those The unrifled barrels were packed and sold to him."

Speaking of this, Brother Wusuo looked indignant.

"It turned out that he had no intention of continuing our research. Later I learned that he cut the barrel into small sections and planned to make a short-caliber 88mm mortar."

Brother Lai shook his head and said.

"It's simply fantastic!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

Then he looked dumbfounded.

Anti-aircraft guns converted into mortars.

Is this possible? !

Southern suburb of Tianshui City.

Abandoned North Slope Industrial Area.

Dilapidated factories and buildings abound here, with as many concrete fragments scattered on the ground as snow falling in the sky.

In a factory building with relatively complete walls.

Ragged and skinny slaves were transporting supplies from the warehouse into the factory under the supervision of predator overseers armed with weapons and whips.

There is a very large boiler hanging here.

The furnace was filled with boiling molten iron, and the slaves nearby were still using shovels to deliver coal into the heating chamber. The whole room was as hot as summer.

The factory next door is equally hot.

More than thirty iron anvils are displayed in the spacious factory building. Bare-chested slaves wield hammers and hammer hard on the red-hot castings on the anvils.

After hot forging, these rough castings will be sent to another workshop, where they will be processed by a group of skilled craftsmen using simple tools such as files, and then sent by porters to the last factory for assembly.

The look in the eyes of the overseer next to the slaves made them feel instinctive fear, and their calves could not help but tremble.

That look didn't look like he was looking at someone.

It's like looking at the meat on the chopping board.

However, if you can work here, at least you won't get eaten. As long as they work hard, they can live. This is the "promise" given to them by the supervisors.

But those survivors who were imprisoned in the dungeon were much worse off.

They only have two endings.

Either become cannon fodder or become rations.

In winter, the latter is much more likely than the former.

In the office on the second floor of the factory, it is as warm as spring.

Sitting behind an old desk, a slovenly-looking man wearing a leather jacket had a wooden pipe in his mouth.

The smoke from the burning spirit leaves made him squint his eyes in intoxication.

His name was Black Snake, a ten-man captain of the Bone Chewing Tribe. He was ordered to lead a team of a thousand men south to plunder, but they stopped here because of the heavy snow.

Although the Snake Clan he belongs to is not as good as the Ya Clan in the Bone Chewing Tribe, it is still considered a direct descendant. Each of the nine centurions under his command are ruthless men who are good at fighting.

Actually it was ten before.

However, the centurion named Ka was attacked by local survivors in Qingquan City on his way to establish an outpost in Qingquan City, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Black Snake doesn't feel sorry for a mere centurion. If he wants, he can promote another one at any time.

What really made him feel distressed was the loss of nearly 150 brothers, nearly 100 rounds of 100mm artillery shells and dozens of tons of rations in that battle.

Every time he thought of this, Black Snake felt angry.

Those losers!

He actually poured all his nutritional ointment into the sewer, and set fire to his dried rats and meat strips!

Waste is disgraceful.

He swore that he would get the lost supplies back intact from these people.

"It's so wonderful to hear the sound of the forging. When the winter is over, we can have two more centurions!"

Using nearly a thousand slaves, the logistical problem of 1,500 people was solved.

These slaves were not only used as labor but also as food.

Black Snake felt that he was simply a genius.

Staff officer Vaders standing aside looked at him, but the expression on his face was not very optimistic.

"This battle should not drag on for too long. You should have noticed that when your men launched attacks on local survivor settlements, they encountered strong resistance twice. It is obvious that those survivors have realized the danger. They even formed alliances and moved outlying settlements.”

"That's not good."

Black Snake's eyes narrowed slightly, a puff of smoke drifted from his nose, and he continued.

"When they get together, we can catch them all in one fell swoop, saving us the trouble of having to chase them around!"

Hearing this, Vaders shook his head.

This idea is so idealistic!

He had learned from Kai before that the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City were suspected of having mastered the technology of making stamped receivers.

This means they can produce reliable weapons and bullets in large quantities in a short time and at very low cost.

On their side, due to the lack of production equipment and effective logistical support. Even if those slaves played a little role, to be honest, their role was quite limited.

The later this war is delayed, the more dangerous it will be for them!

However, compared to Vaders, Black Snake, as a captain, is very optimistic.

"Relax, my friend."

"I know they might be difficult to deal with, but we have that guy."

100mm howitzer!

When a 20-kilogram shell hits it, not a single blade of grass will grow within 30 meters, and a half-meter-thick concrete fortification can be easily shattered!

That terrifying firepower is enough to make any survivor colony of less than 10,000 people despair!

And they have two doors.

Black Snake leisurely added some dried spirit leaf shreds to the pipe. Anyway, there was nothing else to do in this winter.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

After getting permission to come in, a predator wearing a fur coat walked in, performed a nondescript military salute, and said in a buzzing voice.

"Report!"

"Captain Liontooth sent someone to bring you a message, saying that they have built infantry fortifications in Yuanxi Town and inviting you to go and participate in the spring hunt together!"

"Far Brook Town?"

Black Snake subconsciously glanced at the map on the wall, but didn't see where the place was.

Vaders, who was standing aside, reminded him loudly.

"Yuanxi Town is located directly north of Qingquan City, about 10 kilometers away from Yumu District of Qingquan City, and about 20 kilometers away from the concrete fortifications built by the survivors in the northern suburbs."

The southern suburbs of Tianshui City where they are currently located is roughly northeast of Qingquan City.

After a moment of pause, Vaders fulfilled his duty as a staff officer and gave suggestions.

"The survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City are not easy to deal with. Concentrating our forces to deal with them is a good choice."

With two thousand-man teams, there would be no problems that I was worried about.

Even if so many people were piled up in numbers, they could pile up the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to death!

However, his superiors obviously didn't think so.

"Why should we join them? We can take the northern suburbs of Qingquan City by ourselves." Black Snake's eyes narrowed slightly.

According to the rules of the looters, whoever conquers the territory has the right to plunder!

If you act with people from the Ya clan, you can only drink a mouthful of soup.

But if you capture the northern suburbs of Qingquan City alone, it will be an opportunity to eat meat.

He has artillery, armor, and enough infantry to handle a group of rag-pickers.

Why let others take away the credit that belongs to you!

"Although Lion Tooth and I are both captains, they are direct descendants. We act together. His level is half a level higher than mine."

"The survivors in the northern suburbs are easy to deal with, but the Boulder City is a tough nut to crack. If we follow them, they might send us as cannon fodder."

Squinting his snake-like eyes, Black Snake continued speaking slowly.

"Not only can we not follow them, we must also get ahead of them and kill them with one blow in the shortest possible time!"

Vaders had a look of helplessness on his face.

He knew very well that this man would not listen to him when it came to strategic decisions.

Most of the predators are the same. They only have loot in their eyes. What drives them to fight is the brutality and ferocity engraved in their bones, not anything else.

Even though the people of the bone-chewing tribe look a little more unique, there is essentially no difference.

Just like a dog cannot change from eating shit.

Looking at Vaders who fell into silence, Black Snake smiled relaxedly and comforted him with a few words.

"Relax, my friend, I do not underestimate our opponents. I made this judgment after learning about their strength from the brothers who came down from the front line."

He still respected this military advisor who helped him win many battles.

If it had been anyone else, the grass on the grave would have been two feet high.

"Do you want to have a couple? You are no longer a member of the legion. There is no need to be subject to the rules of the legion. You can be as rich and glorious as you want here."

Looking at the cigarette handed over by Black Snake, Vaders shook his head and said.

"No need, I need to keep my head clear at all times."

Legionnaires don't smoke.

Drinking the most.

For him, these three things, golden beauty and fine wine, are enough.

Black Snake smiled and waved his pipe.

"That's what it is. The spirit leaves can make you a hundred times more energetic, but since you don't like it, forget it."

Leaning on the chair again, Black Snake looked at him and said.

"I need you to formulate a plan to help me win this war in the shortest time."

Vaders said after thinking for a while.

"How about mid-January?"

"The snowstorm should have almost stopped by then, and the impact of the climate should not be serious. We can give them a surprise before spring."

Winter has just ended, and those survivors should not have prepared too many defenses. This cold winter will affect everyone equally.

Whether on the defensive or offensive side.

Black Snake snapped his fingers.

"Just do as you say!"

Sorry, I shouldn’t have made a fag.