This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 566: A **** battle in the jungle!

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Tidal waves of mutant soldiers rushed toward the jungle corps, and the collision of beast-like roars and metal clanging shook the entire forest.

"Charge up!! Use your sticks and hammers to smash them into a pulp!!"

"Og!!!"

Houting loudly at the top of his voice, Oger urged his men forward.

However, not long after, a mutant sentry stumbled out of the woods and reported to him with a panicked expression.

"Centurion Gulu is dead! More than half of his brothers were injured or killed——" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an angry roar.

"Waste!!"

Clenching his fists, Oger's eyes were wide open, his eyes were about to burst, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his scarlet gums seemed to bleed from crushing.

There are only about twenty people on the opposite side!

No matter where this human being is placed, it will only take a minute to submerge them, not even enough to fill the teeth of his brothers!

But now——

The more than 500 brothers under his command were bitten by these 20 men, and even a centurion was killed!

This is a great shame for him!

"These losers! They are worse than pigs!"

Just as Og roared angrily, a bloodthirsty roar passed through the forest. The forest ahead seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, sending away billowing smoke.

The twenty or thirty mutant warriors who had been filled in earlier seemed to be hit by the roar, and everyone's footsteps were stopped.

Subconsciously raising his arm to block the smoke, Og looked in the direction of the movement, and saw two mutant warriors being cut into two pieces by the waist!

The two machine guns held in their arms were smashed into pieces by the whizzing claws before they could fire!

The green hole suddenly shrank, and Oger's eyes happened to meet the amber hole.

It was a burly and majestic death claw, with a mechanical exoskeleton attached to its body, and its hot breath distorted the bloodthirsty and excitement in its boyhole.

It is like a hungry and thirsty velociraptor that has finally found the opportunity to enter, and its soul is trembling with excitement for the hunt that is about to begin. And the most incredible thing is that this alien species can actually speak human language!

Oger was stunned for a moment.

Psychic interference...isn't it a technology of their ally, the Torch Church? !

"Welcome death!!"

Faced with the mutant warriors charging up, Jun Jun had no intention of evading. He let out an excited war cry and charged forward, waving his sharp claws.

The two most threatening machine gunners have been eliminated by him.

Then came the mutant holding a shotgun. Just as he was about to take aim, he was whipped away by his tail, and then he caught up with him with his claws, directly piercing the guy's heart.

"Oh——!"

The mutant screamed in pain and hugged Jun Jun's paw with both hands, and all the muscles in his body were squeezed into lumps.

With mutants' near-mutant wound healing abilities, some strong mutants may be able to recover even if their hearts are shot by bullets.

But if it was torn out completely, that would be another story.

"Die to me!!"

The sharp claw inserted into the chest was clenched hard, and there was a "pop" sound, and blood mist and minced meat burst out from the mutant's chest.

Staring at the claws of death in front of him, the emerald-green hole gradually lost its fierce light, and its thick arms also lost their strength.

"Three!!"

With a cruel grin on his face, Jun Jun fiercely pulled out his right claw, dropped the body, and then rushed towards the next target.

A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the mutant who was being targeted. He fired the assault rifle in a hurry, but was dodged by the lightning-fast afterimage, and the claw on his upper body sliced ​​off his entire chin.

The mutant soldier next to him raised his gun and wanted reinforcements, but he was surrounded by his own people and couldn't take aim at the guy.

In just a few breaths, in the blink of an eye, two more mutants with missing arms and legs fell down in extremely miserable postures.

The thick plasma dyed Jun Jun completely red, and even the white mist-like breath seemed to be stinking of iron

Rusty smell.

He was panting heavily, but without the slightest hint of fatigue, the ferocity and fighting spirit burning in his boy's hole became even higher.

"Six!"

The surrounding mutant warriors were stunned by this ferocious beast, and their dark green faces were twisted with anger and fear. A trace of timidity and fear finally appeared among those brutal, bloodthirsty and fearless children...

These half-human, half-ghost guys are more ferocious than them!

The strength and bravery they are proud of are vulnerable to these guys, and they cannot be overwhelmed even by their numbers.

Even Oger's face flashed with a moment of imperceptible panic.

"You idiots, your numbers are dozens of times greater than theirs! Each of you can drown that reptile with just a spit of spit!"

"Come on me! Charge together!"

"Roar——!"

Hearing the leader's urging roar, the mutant warrior hesitated for a moment and finally regained the courage to kill.

They are natural hunters and even more natural warriors!

They regard battle and honor as life!

You won’t be frightened by just a few tough prey!

Using roars to dispel the biological instinctive fear, the heavily armored heavy infantry stepped forward, using thumb-thick steel plates and wire-wrapped mallets to resist the whistling steel claws.

Then several light infantrymen rushed up with shotguns and fired continuously at the Deathclaw. Although it was difficult to aim, they also restricted his movement trajectory with the sprayed shotguns.

"Cut——"

These greenskins have their wits about them.

After completing the twelve kills, Mr. Junk finally felt a little bit of difficulty and glanced out of the corner of his eye in the direction of killing the chicken at midnight.

The hand-to-hand fighting continues.

Brother Chicken was swinging his ax and slashing wildly. There were several green-skinned corpses scattered nearby that could not be clearly seen, but looking at the bloodstains in the sticky lake, it was not difficult to imagine the brutality of the battle.

More than half of the Jungle Corps has suffered casualties!

Although the mutants left nearly a hundred corpses behind, there were still more than three hundred left. The numerical gap between the two sides was still huge, and it became increasingly disadvantageous for the Jungle Corps.

"Nineteen eleven!"

After smashing a green head, Jun Jun retracted his sharp claws and was looking for the next prey with his amber holes, when suddenly a strong wind hit him from the side.

Relying on the instinct of fighting, he flashed out of the corner of his eye. He saw half of the "iron wall" exoskeleton hit the tree trunk behind him heavily, and his two legs were hanging on the branch of the tree. His intestines The piece of meat fell to the ground like a leaking blood bag.

The remaining half was held in the hands of a giant.

He is nearly four meters tall, with a smooth head and two big hands like car doors. The jet-black steel seems to be embedded in his body, with several pipes attached to it, like a black tower standing in the forest.

Even the garbage man who straightened up looked more than a little smaller in front of him. Although his face was sloppy, his lips were flabby, and his uneven teeth even grew to the outside, no one would doubt the strength beneath his bulging muscles.

“One horse and one horse—”

The drawled roar seemed to be his name.

In the Qi tribe, only the bravest warriors deserve to be named by the leader, and that name is not only their title and honor, but also their totem!

They will shout their names to their opponents in the duel, torture them to death in the most cruel way, and bathe them

Receive the totems given and have their dead souls recite their names, bringing the honor of victory back to the land of their ancestors.

These are all written in the official website settings!

The giant mutant bit off the head of the corpse in his hand, and let the blood drip on his head and chest as he swayed, chewing with a crunching sound, as if chewing some kind of arthropod.

As if they were worried about being accidentally injured by this big old beast, the two-meter-tall mutants nearby groaned and stepped aside, creating an open space around them.

The fighting in the forest has gradually subsided, and more reinforcements are still coming from behind. Although the corpses are piled up in the forest, there is no suspense about the outcome.

They will use the most cruel method

Kill the lizard in this way and use his blood to show their bravery and cruelty.

They roared rudely, cheering on their warriors. Hearing the chirping roar and urging, the giant mutant standing there stupidly slowly moved his head and stared at the scarred lizard.

The pair of childish holes are like hollow whirlpools. Just by looking at them, the soul can't help but tremble and blur.

Looking at the guy feasting, Jun Jun's scalp felt numb. However, there was no timidity in the amber hole, instead it was filled with burning anger.

Twenty-it’s just you!

With his feet forcefully exerting force, he rushed toward the giant mutant like lightning, aiming his claws at the guy's knees and ankles.

The bigger you are, the harder it is to control your center of gravity! As long as the two legs of this guy are removed - the balance of victory will pour in his side!

There was a flash of cold light, but there was no sense of frustration as the sharp blade cut through flesh and blood.

Garbage Lord felt a numbness at the mouth of the bowl and forearm, as if his steel claw had struck not on his leg, but on a lump of steel.

The moment he passed by the big guy, he caught a glimpse of the guy's back from the corner of his eye, and his face turned into surprise for a moment.

"What the hell?!"

What the **** is this? !

The steel ridge protrudes from the flesh on the back. Three glass jars are inserted in the middle of the ridge, with an unknown yellow-green solution sloshing in the cavity.

On the ankles and knees that he had cut with his sharp claws just now, the dark green skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could clearly see that the underside of the cortex was not flesh and blood, but some kind of alloy!

“One horse and one horse—”

The dull roar is like a ship's whistle, but the giant mutant has none

Give him time to think, then pick up the half headless corpse in his hand and sweep over.

That speed is not satisfactory at all!

There is no way to avoid even that extreme distance!

After a solid blow, the already scarred Garbage Man flew out immediately and hit the shaky tree trunk with a winter sound.

If those green-skinned and muscular old men swarmed him at this time, even if he had three heads and six arms, they would not be able to stop him. However, those guys seemed to believe that he was destined to die. Instead of rushing forward, they backed up and let him into the arena. central.

A muffled groan came from his throat, and Jun Jun struggled to stand up. It was unclear whether it was the failure of the exoskeleton or the failure of the joints on his body.

At least three bones that cannot be named have been broken, and his left arm has almost lost all feeling. Although he is slowly recovering with the talent of "physical regeneration", his body is close to the limit at this moment, and the recovery speed can only be Talk is better than nothing.

"Damn...he was so cruel!" He coughed, a mouthful of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to raise his paw, but an alarm popped up in front of him.

【Warning! The drive joint is 85% damaged and it is recommended to disengage. 】

"It's so noisy!"

The tactical eyepiece flashed with an alarm. Looking at the giant mutant striding towards him, Jun Jun gritted his teeth, scratched the tab on the inside of his abdomen with his right paw, and hooked it violently outward. pull.

The chest armor and shoulder armor exploded outwards, and the exoskeleton on his body fell apart

Like an open umbrella, when it was scrapped, it also completely liberated his body.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the giant mutant paused in his steps, and there was a trace of surprise in his stupid face.

The Garbage Lord glanced at the wreckage on the ground. Although his heart ached, he did not regret it at all. He stared at the monster with undiminished fighting intent and raised his claws covered in blood.

"Come on! Fight until it hurts——"

"Oh oh oh!"

Before he finished speaking, a violent roar interrupted him mid-sentence.

I saw a black shadow leaping into the air, falling behind the giant mutant, swinging two axes and slamming them down.

"Roar——!"

After receiving two solid ax blows on his back, the giant mutant let out a roar of pain, swung his right arm and knocked the man away, then stumbled to the side, the mountain-like The ground trembled when the body hit it.

The minions around were stunned and forgot to shout for a while

Shouting, froze on the spot.

They didn't expect that there was a human being alive, let alone that he would jump in and disturb their sacred "blood sacrifice."

"Brother Chicken?!" Mr. Garbage looked at the **** Midnight Chicken Killer in surprise.

This guy's helmet was completely shattered, his chest armor was full of bullet marks and dents, and there was a shocking crack on his shoulder.

Around the breach, the entire shoulder armor sank, as if it had been knocked out by a heavy weapon such as an axe.

The garbage man could imagine that he was probably knocked unconscious by the mutant's axe, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The mutant probably thought he was dead, so he didn't continue to hit him, and rushed here to watch the fun.

"Help me!"

Midnight Killer roared, threw away the broken logging ax in his hand, grabbed a stick with a blade strung on wire, and rushed forward, aiming at the giant mutant who was trying to get up from the ground. His forehead was beaten.

"Oh——!"

The giant mutant roared in pain as the blade was smashed.

Before he could even get up from the ground, he was beaten mercilessly on the face. His nose and eyes were rubbed together, making them a shocking blood red.

Midnight Shaji gathered all his strength to deliver the final blow, but the stinging pain on his side made him fly away with a groan.

Og, who strode into the battlefield, had just rescued Piduo who was crying in pain, and was about to go up and give the human a shot when a black shadow as fast as lightning flashed past his eyes.

Oger subconsciously avoided it, only to see that the sharp claws were not coming towards him at all, but chasing after Piduo who was covering his eyes and retreating.

"No!!!"

His expression changed wildly, and he wanted to stop him but it was too late.

I saw those two sharp claws, like rakes for plowing fields, slamming together in one place, digging into the thick throat from the left and right, and grabbing the blood vessels, trachea and ridges.

Then, the lizard swooped

Pull back hard!

"thorn one by one"

The sound of tearing flesh and blood had a sticky sound, which was particularly conspicuous on the silent battlefield.

Piduo lost most of his throat and vertebrae, and his huge head instantly lost its support and fell drooping on his back shoulder, leaving only half of the steel bar standing abruptly.

Blood shot out like a fountain, spreading in the center of the battlefield. The giant mutant, who was as burly as a hill, slowly knelt down, his knees heavily embedded in the soil.

The whole place was deathly silent.

Pairs of green eyes stared at the person and the lizard in the center of the battlefield, as well as the Piedo who was gradually falling and their heads standing still.

"Twenty..."

Looking back at the Midnight Killer lying on the ground, Junk Jun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I saw this head first."

Midnight Killer rolled his eyes and gasped.

"Sixteen...you win."

Including the previous round of strafing, it might be twenty or thirty.

However, the mutant's resilience was too strong, and he was not sure whether the fallen guys were dead, so he could only go offline for a while to watch the drone's aerial video playback.

The only thing he was sure of was that the guys whose heads he chopped off would definitely not survive.

In short, he has tried his best.

At this time, an unknown person roared, and the mutants surrounding him swarmed forward and chopped the Garbage Man standing next to the giant mutant into eight pieces on the spot.

Seeing Jun Jun go offline gloriously, Midnight Killer also planned to disconnect. However, at this moment, he saw the cybernetic mutant who was suspected to be the BOSS walking towards him.

If he were captured alive, it would be a bit of a waste of time.

So he stopped preparing to go offline and wanted to see what this guy was going to do.

At least.

I have to find a way to get him to kill me.

He raised his hand to stop the mutant warrior who was about to cut him into eight pieces. The ugly mutant leader walked up to him and stopped, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Name?"

"Haha..." Midnight Killer grinned and took one mouthful

The **** spittle hit his leg, "Your dad."

Wait. I will come back!

Oger's expression gradually turned cold, and he stretched out his iron-like right hand to pinch his head, and his five fingers suddenly began to exert force.

Midnight Killer looked at him indifferently, with a hint of provocation in his eyes, as if to say, "That's it?"

Looking at those eyes, Oger became completely angry. His thumb and index finger dug into his temple with a "stuck" sound, and forcefully pulled off the skull in the eye socket, including the muscles and flesh.

However, until he died, the man remained silent and laughed until the end

looked at him with an expression.

After crushing the eyeballs and bones in his hand, Oger's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with shock and anger.

What the **** is going on with these human things!

He suddenly regretted that he should not have been angered by this guy. He took him back and tortured him with the torture tools in the tribe. He would always be able to find out something.

And now, all he gets is a white brain and a lump of sticky meat...

At this time, a sentry wearing animal skin ran over with a groan and knelt on one knee in front of him.

"Oge!" Oge looked at him coldly. "Say."

Looking at that cold gaze, the mutant sentry's shoulders trembled involuntarily, and he quickly spoke in a choked voice.

"There are no two-legged animals in the town, and there are no four-legged animals. The residents are all missing, the houses are empty, and the apostle of the church has not been found..."

Before he finished speaking, a wounded centurion came over, leaned over and nodded.

"Og... we have two hundred and twenty dead and fifty seriously injured. There is also a centurion, a big man, and five cars."

"Ah!!! Yeah one by one!"

Unable to control his anger, Oge raised his head and roared angrily.

He has never been so embarrassed!

Five to six hundred brothers were beaten to death by a dozen guys, and more than two hundred of them were killed!

What was even more unacceptable to him was that the human in power armor who killed his brother never appeared from the beginning to the end!

He seemed to have seen the mocking faces in the tribe.

The trees beside him rustled and swayed, and the entire forest seemed to tremble under his wrath.

The veins in his neck popped out. He looked at the sentry kneeling on one knee and shouted an order.

"The village was burned! Not a single house was left!"

"Yes!" The sentry hurriedly accepted the order, got up and trotted away. Still confused, Oger looked at the centurion in front of him with a fierce look on his face, and asked breathlessly.

"Where is the nearest village?" the centurion answered in a loud voice.

"Hope Town, thirty kilometers east!"

"Follow me!"

Oger looked at the minions around him and continued to shout at the top of his voice, "Pump them down! Let those two-legged animals run away crying and screaming! Tell them who is the master here!"

Although it was already the parish of the Torch Church and the sheepfold of the tribe, Og was very angry!

After so many brothers died, he had to bring at least four hundred heads back

Go to silence the guys who laughed at him and satisfy the great leader!

He will kill until enough!

No one can persuade me!

"Where are the corpses?" The centurion looked at the leader, waiting for the order expectantly.

Those guys are different from two-legged animals that can only run away, and they definitely taste different too!

He drooled with greed.

And his boss lived up to his expectations.

"Keep the head and cook the rest! Oger will chop off his head when he is full!" Oger roared loudly, and the mutants around him cheered excitedly.

"Ouch!"

A fire broke out in Dust Town, and thick smoke billowed.

It's a pity that the residents here have evacuated, and they can't have a feast on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones.

A group of mutants groaned and ran towards the truck, took off the cauldrons and cooking utensils tied to the truck, and started a fire without restraint near the forest.

The pot was bubbling, and the wild heads were chattering

It screamed, and the song that no one could understand contained an indescribable coldness.

It smelled like blood coagulated.

At this moment, the group of greenskins who gathered together to eat did not notice that on the hillside not far away, a pair of dark green eyes were watching them quietly, and then quietly escaped into the woods. shadow

Underneath, it’s like you’ve never been here before...

……

(Thanks to the leaders of "Nunza" and "Makabaka" for the reward!!!)