This Game Is Too Realistic

"It's so peaceful here."

North of Long-lasting Farm.

In a dark and silent abandoned town.

White mist came out of his mouth, and the man carrying the rifle forgot to glance out the window, with a dangerous light flashing in his narrowed eyes.

A lantern lay beside his boots, and a black hyena crawled at his feet, purring from its throat.

The man's name is Gray Wolf.

Although his name contains the word "wolf", he has nothing to do with the "Wolf" clan, one of the three major clans of the Bone Chewing Tribe. He is just a centurion under Lion Fang.

Unlike other centurions of his own tribe, before joining the Bone Chewing Tribe, he was just a wandering mercenary. He sold his life for the people of the Legion, and also beat up his old boss for the people of the Great Rift Valley. Whoever paid him anyway Just follow whoever you want.

Later, the Bone Chewing Tribe recruited troops from all over the place, and various raider forces joined them one after another, so he took a few of his brothers and took the opportunity to join them.

Facts have proved that this is an extremely correct decision.

The life of a raider is much more enjoyable than being a mercenary.

The law of the jungle is followed here, the strong is respected, and fists and bullets are the law. As long as you are strong enough, you can gain respect, and as long as you are ruthless enough, you can become the leader of a group of people.

Following the banner of Lion Tooth, he fought his way from the middle of the River Valley Province to the southernmost part. There are more than a hundred heads in the tent, large and small, and their titles have risen from the initial title of Captain of Ten to Captain of Centurion.

However, he is a foreigner after all, and being a centurion is basically the limit of what he can achieve based on his personal abilities.

Even if the predators have a weak sense of blood, and their organization and discipline are maintained entirely by violence and plunder, it is not just anyone who wants to fully enter the core of their power.

He must prove his mettle.

Use a hearty victory to prove his worth.

And now, this opportunity finally came to him.

About a month ago, the Black Snake tribe stationed in the east refused to join them. It seemed that they planned to have the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to themselves.

Lord Lion Tooth was very angry, but the road was blocked by heavy snow and a blizzard was blowing. Even if he was reluctant, he could not drive his troops into the snowdrift.

But there has been a turnaround recently.

The blizzard that lasted for a month finally slowed down.

Gray Wolf seized the opportunity and immediately volunteered, expressing his willingness to serve as a vanguard and lead his troops to attack Jiujiu Farm in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to clear the way for the large army to move.

After consulting his staff, Lion Tooth immediately agreed to his request.

Yuanxi Town is too far from the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

If they can capture Jiuchuan Farm, their large army will be able to seize the tail end of winter and push at least another twenty kilometers south, completely throwing off the Black Snake Tribe far away in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City.

He highly appreciated his bravery, and in order to make this battle more exciting, Lion Tooth gave him an additional fifty foreign plunderers and weapons and equipment, asking him to nail this to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. The nails were pulled out.

After incorporating the more than fifty foreign plunderers into his own ranks, Gray Wolf immediately gathered more than one hundred and fifty tribesmen, packed ten days of supplies, weapons and ammunition, and set off towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Marching in blizzard conditions was a risky decision, but at the same time the ultra-low visibility was also a form of cover.

The gray wolf is not a fool.

Although the opponent's strength was unclear, they were able to block the offensive of their friendly forces and forced Black Snake's troops to stop in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City. These people were obviously not as easy to deal with as imagined.

Taking advantage of the last snowstorm in December, he and his men arrived at an abandoned town ten kilometers north of the long-term farm and lurked there.

He did not launch an attack immediately, but first sent out scouts to observe and let others rest in the house to recharge their batteries until night.

The snow outside the window stopped for a moment.

Looking at the approaching figure not far away, the gray wolf gently kicked the sleeping hyena next to him.

"stand up."

"It's time to get to work."

The hyena purred and raised its head. He saw his master holding a lantern, getting up from the chair and walking to the door, so he followed him on tiptoe.

In the living room on the first floor where half of the wall collapsed, a man wrapped in white cloth shook the snow off his body at the door, walked up to the gray wolf, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Boss."

Gray Wolf sat down on the sofa, looked at him and said.

"Tell me what you saw."

The scout said respectfully.

"The east gate is in ruins. The refugee camp that was supposed to be there was completely destroyed by the snowstorm. The ground is full of garbage. It seems that the survivors are not having a good life. This snowstorm has hit them hard."

Gray Wolf continued to ask.

"Where have people gone?"

The scout shook his head.

"It's not clear, but it's definitely not inside the wall. I observed it all day long. They cooked twice in total, and the smoke that was raised was only for seventy or eighty people at most."

The survivor stronghold called "Jiujiang Farm" has a high wall, and there are no obvious commanding heights around it. There are at most a few gentle slopes, and it is difficult to fully see the situation inside from the outside.

The gray wolf raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seventy or eighty people?

"you sure?"

The scout nodded affirmatively.

"I'm sure!"

The gray wolf's brow gradually frowned.

A stronghold of survivors with only seventy or eighty people.

To be honest, there is something wrong with this number of people.

He did not believe that the survivors could not see the strategic value of this fortress in the wilderness, which had become the gateway to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

As long as we capture that place, it will be equivalent to knocking on the doors of all the survivors in the entire northern suburbs.

Or

Those idiots naively think that they can sit back and relax with the cover of heavy snow?

However, his opponent's naivety is a good thing for him.

A smile appeared on the corner of the gray wolf's mouth, and his expression was very much like the hyena lying at his feet.

"Go back and keep staring."

"We'll be there in a minute."

The scout was refreshed and said excitedly.

"yes!"

Late at night.

There was light snow falling in the sky.

The fence of the long-lasting farm.

Lu Bei, who was wearing a black coat, looked at the north, tightened the strap of his rifle, and moved his numb feet a little to circulate the frozen blood.

Today is the last day of the 211th year of the Wasteland Era.

The outpost ten kilometers away seemed to be celebrating the arrival of the New Year, but this had little to do with them being on duty.

The threat from the north is approaching.

And this is the front line.

Standing here, they cannot relax for a moment.

Walking to the wall with a lantern, the slightly older guard patted Lu Bei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Young man, are you okay? If not, just let me stand for a while. It's time to change shifts."

Lu Bei glanced at VM and shook his head stubbornly.

"Ten minutes left."

"Hey, it seems I came a little early," the old man smiled and put the lamp on the wall, "I'll just stand with you for a while."

This elderly guard's name is Ji Xiang, and he is the oldest in the entire guard. It is said that he will turn 40 next year.

People always call him "old man" in a friendly way. Although he himself always argues that forty is not old, but recently his arthritis has become more and more serious, and he has gradually begun to lament that time is not forgiving.

Lu Bei had heard his story. This man was once a city man from Boulder City, but later became a mercenary, and then for some reason he became a prisoner of the Blood Hand clan and was taken into a dungeon.

There was a scar on his chest, which he said was caused by Deathclaw, but no one believed it and thought he was bragging.

After all, if he could escape from the jaws of the Death Claw, how could he be captured by a mere predator from the Blood Hand Clan?

Every time he talked about this, the old man would argue excitedly, describing how dangerous the situation was. He was caught trying to cover the retreat of his teammates.

And every time this happens, someone always tries to make trouble and ask

What about your teammates? The ashes of the bloody hands have gone cold. It's time for someone to take you back.

When he mentioned this, the old man suddenly fell silent and just muttered that it was good here. Even if his teammates came, he had no intention of going back with them. It would be better if he didn't come.

This is also an interesting thing to talk about in the Guards.

Although no one believed that he had ever seen a Deathclaw, not including the one raised by the manager, Lu Bei believed it.

After all, the mark does not look like it was cut by a knife.

At this moment, excited shouts came from the direction of the stairs, and a young man ran up.

"A car is coming from the south."

"The manager has brought us food!"

His name is Xu Shun. He is one year older than Lu Bei. He is also a young man who has just grown up. He and he are close friends.

"What to eat?" Lu Bei asked excitedly.

It's not because he is a foodie, it's mainly because the food made by those blue coats is so delicious. A dazzling array of skewers, as well as a lot of steamed buns, steamed buns, ramen and so on flashed through his mind. .

Xu Shun said excitedly: "Gnocchi! There is also meat! I tasted it and it was a bit spicy, but after drinking it, my whole body felt warm."

The saliva came to his mouth unsatisfactorily, and Lu Bei swallowed.

Looking at the greedy young man, Ji Xiang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go ahead, it's time to change shifts now."

"Yeah!" Lu Bei nodded excitedly, "I'll bring you some later!"

The old man waved his hand.

"Don't panic, I'll go down to drink after I finish my post."

The two young men got off the city wall. Jixiang smiled and sighed, "It's great to be young." They looked at the vast expanse of white snow outside the wall.

The snow is really heavy this year.

The coming year should be a good one.

He planned to save some money to buy a piece of land, try to grow some things, and then marry a wife. When he retired from the army, he would settle down here and settle down.

As for Boulder City, he has no plans to go back.

Life here was no worse than there, and only when he was here did he feel the dignity he had never felt before.

Managers say they will never have to kneel to anyone again.

No one can take away their freedom from their hands.

The howling north wind was chilly, and the light snow caught in the wind stopped for a moment. The bright moonlight was revealed behind the dispersed clouds. The small animals that sneaked out to look for food quickly hid in their holes.

Ji Xiang breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and suddenly felt a little cold, so he stretched his hand towards the oil lamp on the wall, trying to put his hand on it to keep warm.

Unexpectedly, his hand shook and he touched the oil lamp.

The lantern fell into the snowdrift and did not break, but the fire was extinguished.

Ji Xiang cursed and said, "It's really bad luck." He planned to wait for the changing of the guard before going down to pick it up.

But at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly paused, and he immediately grabbed the telescope and took a look in the north direction.

I saw figures on the moonlit snow, taking advantage of the darkness to speed up in their direction.

A pair of fierce eyes shot at him like sharp arrows.

That murderous aura coming towards my face

They look exactly like the people with bloody hands!

Ji Xiang's face changed wildly. Without saying a word, he immediately grabbed the short whistle hanging around his neck, put it into his mouth, blew it with all his strength, and fired a shot outside.

"Enemy attack!"

"Hmph"

“The hammer of order beats the drum of war.”

"The faith of steel breaks out of the ground."

"The White Bear Knight rushes out."

"Capture evil and barbarity."

""

The truck's engine rumbled.

Sitting on the tail of the passenger car, with his arms on the window, blowing the cool breeze outside the window, he hummed a song he heard from somewhere.

Si Si, who was holding the direction, glanced at him.

"If you don't understand, just ask, is this a children's song?"

Tails said dissatisfied.

"What a children's song! This is called BGM!"

I really envy this guy's high energy and he's not sleepy at all.

Are you about to wake up?

Sisi sighed.

"Yeah, yes."

In the bed of the truck.

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, stared at each other.

In the end, the rat man couldn't hold on any longer and coughed dryly.

"You look at me like this and I'm a little panicked."

Aoao Sesame Paste, who was hugging his knees, was stunned for a moment. His warm hat fell to the ground again, and he quickly reached out to pick it up.

"Eh? No, I'm just curious about what it's like to be a mouse?"

Is this the first time that people have asked themselves this question?

With a look of helplessness on his face, he sighed and said.

"What do you say? It's a bit troublesome to say hello to your friends. You have to hold your head high, but it's very convenient to travel through the ruins. And if you accidentally get into a mouse's nest, you won't be attacked by a group. You can just withdraw."

"Besides, it doesn't have uncoordinated fingers like other mutants, and there are no obstacles in using tools, and there is no debuff that slows down experience growth. Overall, it is a sequence with unlimited potential."

Aoao Sesame Paste nodded in understanding.

This is entirely discussed from the perspective of strength.

"I thought it would be sad to choose a different species."

The big rat, whose belly was turning, gave her a strange look.

"What's so sad about this?"

"Because it doesn't look good?"

""

MMP!

Those who were not sad before are now the ones who are!

Brother Nan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

They are all furry things. What makes mice worse than cats?

Human stuff!

Die! Die!

The car has arrived.

The two guards sitting in the carriage jumped out first and called everyone in the camp to come and get takeaways.

The guards were more knowledgeable than the refugees. They had seen lizards and bears, and they were no longer surprised by a giant rat that stood one meter high, so they didn't take it too seriously.

Qiang Ren stretched himself out and was about to slip out of the car and take a walk, but at this moment, a harsh whistle suddenly came from the front.

Then gunshots and explosions rang out, startling Sesame Paste who was about to jump out of the carriage. The hat he had just put on fell off again.

"Fa, what happened?!"

"Not sure"

The big mouse swallowed.

There were loud gunshots in the north, like firecrackers, and from time to time they were accompanied by explosions of fire.

The camp was in chaos, and the two guards who had gone down earlier were nowhere to be found. They probably ran to the north gate for reinforcements.

Standing next to the truck, Sisi looked up at Bei Feng and frowned.

"Gunshots, at least fifty, maybe a hundred?"

Maybe more?

She couldn't tell the difference between the guard's gunfire and the attacker's gunfire.

The big mouse said nervously.

"Isn't your error too big?"

"After all, the gunshots in this game are not as regular as chicken games. Tails, what should I say?"

While speaking, Sisi looked aside.

But he saw that Tails had already taken off the sickle assault rifle, his eyes shining with excitement.

"S! Charge!"

That look is really easy to understand at a glance.

Sisi was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face and he gave a thumbs up enthusiastically.

"oh!"

"It seems that Awei's opportunity has come to show off his talents!"

This time the score can no longer be at the bottom!

Seeing the two running towards the north, the remaining cats and mice were dumbfounded.

"Now, what should we do now?"

Sesame paste looked at the mouse next to him in bewilderment, but Brother Nan was also confused at this moment and didn't know what to do.

He had been on the battlefield once.

But that was just following the mosquitoes, and I only heard a few noises the whole time.

"Anyway, I'll go over and help first."

Gan!

Wasn't it agreed that this was an errand?

The mission briefing didn't say anything about fighting!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have even taken the guy with him.

After throwing away those words, he forced himself to do whatever it took and rushed forward, chasing Tails and Sisi. Only Aoao Sesame Paste was left next to the truck.

"Hey! Wait, don't leave yet."

But it was too late.

When she shouted, the big mouse had already disappeared.

Sesame Paste looked dumbfounded and looked around anxiously, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze fell on the house closest to the south entrance of the farm.

That's the save point!

She often does express delivery missions and still remembers that there are a hundred sleep pods placed there, and players who are usually too lazy to go back to the outpost will log off here!

"Anyway, let's find a way to inform others first."

Just do what comes to mind.

Sesame Paste immediately ran over, rushed through the door, found an open sleeping cabin and lay down in it.

As the hatch closes, the connection breaks.

Off the line at the speed of light, she immediately took off her helmet, opened her laptop, logged into the official forum, quickly edited a post and posted it.

"Something bad is going on! There's a fight at Jiuchuan Farm."

Just a few seconds after the post was posted, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"A fight started??"

"Fuck, what's going on?"

"Aren't you having a celebration?"

"Gan! The dog planner is taking advantage of me not to be online again!"

Almost at the same time that the post was posted, an announcement suddenly popped up on the official website.

Server-wide announcement: Marauders from the north have attacked Jiujiu Farm, triggering an emergency mission.

Dawn: A group of ruthless bandits took advantage of us to celebrate the New Year and launched a shameful sneak attack! We'll let them know this is a stupid idea!

Failure conditions: The resurrection point is destroyed. All players whose characters are located in the Long-term Farm will enter the resurrection CD state.

Victory conditions: Defeat the invaders!

As soon as the announcement came out, the forum went crazy.

"What the hell?!"

"Carrying out a sneak attack?!"

"No, you can be killed even if you are offline?!"

"Has the dog planner finally decided not to be a human being?"

"Brothers, get on board! What the hell are you doing to copy the guy!"

"Want to blow up my magic outfit? I will fight with you!"