This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 601: The roar of the Chimera!

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The war has entered its fourth day.

The brutal street fighting turned the street in front of the abandoned department store into a brutal meat grinder, with every inch of floor tiles covered with sticky blood and mutilated corpses.

The originally neat and uniform battle line turned into a jagged shape due to the continuous pulling. The ground plowed by artillery fire and aerial bombs was marked with shocking scars.

The irony is that the three-year war that buried the Awami League never touched this land, but it ushered in the baptism of iron and fire two centuries after the war ended.

Heng Chi's heart was filled with confusion.

He still remembered that the leader said that the alliance's offensive was at the end of its strength, and their soldiers had been frightened by Delu's voice and would soon run away with their tail between their legs.

The regained position is the best proof. However - is this really the case?

"Boom!"

The dense artillery fire sounded on time, like a black cloud,

It rolled across the street, getting closer and closer with each sound.

Green heads squatting on the concrete on both sides of the street

The earthen building undulates with the dust that shakes off from time to time.

Heng Chi is not afraid of Alliance bombardment.

This thing sounds really loud, but it is separated by concrete

It is still difficult to damage the wall, but some small scratches

Don't take it to heart at all.

The two sides need to fight face to face to determine the outcome.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

The bombardment started on time and ended on time.

The centurion squatting nearby shook the cement **** off his body

Stand up, raise the guy and roar at the top of his lungs.

"Chop them into pieces!"

Its chest shook with the roar, like a roaring beast looking up to the sky.

"Oh oh oh!"

Inspired by the courage and brutality, the mutant soldiers also stood up with shouts, grabbed the guys and spread out to the bunker outside, preparing to fight with the alliance soldiers.

Hengchi followed closely behind the guy in front.

Almost at the same time it stepped out of the concrete wreckage, the deafening shouts of killing followed the crackling gunshots.

The street it is responsible for is one of the streets leading to the abandoned department store, and the collapsed viaduct lies in the middle of the crossroads.

Abandoned cars are natural bunkers. Simply throw in a few sandbags and mount a machine gun to create a simple bunker.

The church continues to deliver ammunition to the city. They do not need to worry about logistical supplies. They only need to stuff death into the mouths of those human soldiers. The tracers are noisy on the streets, just like Bits of snow blown up by the storm.

From the invisible fog, Heng Chi felt something unusual. The ferocious firepower seemed to have reappeared on the first day of the offensive.

Isn’t the alliance almost over? Why...are you alive again?

There is always an illusion in its mind that the people in front of it are the same group of people as the opponents it encountered on the first day.

The only difference is that they seem to be much more skilled than on the first day, and they no longer rush to the guns.

If it were that time, it would only take one shuttle to bring them down.

But now, they have obviously mastered the skills of fighting. Even if they are only superficial skills, they still cause them huge trouble.

"Da da da-!"

The machine gun continued to spray flames, and in the foggy weather with extremely low visibility, hitting the target almost depended on luck.

Hengchi failed to grab the machine gun and could only fire randomly outside the bunker with the rifle he picked up from nowhere. However, it soon felt lucky that it was a little slower.

Without two puffs of smoke from the muzzle, a scorching fire exploded next to him, and his face was covered in flying shrapnel and hot blood.

It glanced sideways and saw the one who had previously fired with a machine gun

Only half of the guy's body was left twitching on the ground.

After seeing too many corpses, I actually became numb. A shirtless guy quickly grabbed the machine gun and continued to hold the trigger and fire.

Heng Chi did not show any sadness because his brother who had peeed with him died in battle, but a trace of confusion gradually arose in his heart.

Reclaiming the street beneath it... can really be said

Is the Ming Alliance almost unable to survive?

However, this confusion only lasted for less than half a minute, and was interrupted by a roar that penetrated the dense fog.

A giant clad in steel plates suddenly broke into the battlefield with heavy and rapid steps, stepping over the broken bunkers.

Its body is as tall as a city wall, and the steel covering it is as strong as the armor of a tank.

Seeing its appearance, almost all the mutants had fanaticism in their eyes and shouted excitedly.

Heng Chi is the same!

Big guy!

The strongest warrior in the tribe!

They cannot be produced normally, and they will never learn a few human words in their lifetime, but every one who grows up is a named warrior!

They are born warriors!

"Ho-!"

The roar leaked out from the gap in the helmet, and as it ran, it pushed its shoulders hard against the nearest iron bumper.

The human soldier in the exoskeleton pulled out his hatchet and wanted to

Resist, but the ax is like a toothpick in front of its huge size.

Hengchi clearly saw that the ax that struck the helmet heavily only left a tiny white mark on the dark steel, and then the human soldier was knocked away by the big guy's smooth collision. He went out and fell **** a concrete building nearby.

A steel bar exposed outside the wall pushed out from his back and impaled the human soldier. The man struggled for a while holding the steel bar with both hands, and then his head drooped. move.

"Ho-!"

The big mutant guy raised his head and roared, picked up a steel bar from the ground, and then smashed it into the next iron bar.

The human soldiers were obviously startled by this big man, and were caught off guard by this rampaging giant.

Squatting behind the bunker, he was humming with excitement and his blood was pumping, and he was shouting and cheering together with the minions beside him.

The big guy seemed to be inspired by their roars, waving a several-meter-long steel bar in the center of the battlefield and getting more and more courageous.

In the blink of an eye, two more heavy-duty exoskeleton bombs flew out and fell unconscious in the concrete wreckage.

The Alliance soldiers immediately raised their rifles and focused fire on the guy, but the tracers were like toothpicks in front of its huge size.

Except for the bullet marks scratched on the arc surface of the thick steel armor, no real damage was left at all. Instead, it aroused the ferocity of the big guy and swung the steel bar in his hand. It's even more vigorous.

The already chaotic position was even more messy after being smashed.

The human soldier in the lead seemed to be shouting something, but Hengchi couldn't understand it. It must have been a panicked scream.

What it didn't know, however, was that although these Alliance soldiers were startled by the big man, they were far from panicked.

For example, Midnight Chicken Killer has seen this thing. Many veterans of the Jungle Corps have also seen it. They know that although this guy is difficult to deal with, he is far from invincible.

"Holy shit—this bolter can't even break the defense?!"

"Brother, you are stuck at a safe distance! Move back and fight!"

"It's too late! Cut the rifle and shoot!"

"Hey, this armor is too thick! It can't be hit!"

"Then put it on the tube"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of the engine came over from the side of the intersection.

The Midnight Killer who was about to take out the tube suddenly looked in that direction,

The moment my eyes met the car lights, I felt happy.

Chimera! He is a brother of the Skeleton Corps!

The roaring engine was like a war drum, and accompanied by the wide front of the car, it entered the battlefield where gunshots were heard one after another.

No trace of sloppiness.

The raised edge of the front of the armored vehicle hit the huge mutant's crotch hard.

The big guy felt as if his lower body had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he let out a cry of pain. His feet were lifted off the ground for a moment, and he was pushed backwards by the huge car.

At this moment, the rampaging Chimera suddenly stopped. The big guy who lost his balance had no chance to stand still and could only stumble backwards.

But the Chimera armored vehicle did not give it the slightest chance to breathe, and the 37 rapid-fire cannon was aimed straight at its chest. Then-

The muzzle, as deep as a black hole, is merciless

It spit out thick and long tongues of fire!

"Bang bang bang!"

The deafening sound of the artillery was like beating war drums, and tracers as thick as pythons came out from the muzzle, hitting the thumb-thick breastplate like raindrops, and each shot blasted the chest. A let out an overwhelmed wail.

The big guy who staggered back was unable to resist the kinetic energy brought by this 37, and was directly pushed into the broken window on the side of the street.

Incoming shrapnel and sparks kept flying out of the window, and occasionally one or two ricocheted bullets.

The flickering firelight and thick smoke obscured the **** quagmire, and also cut off the painful howl.

Hengchi's eyes widened, staring at the place where the big guy fell. The excitement and bloodlust in his pupils had faded away at some point.

What is left is boundless fear. It’s just a moment of effort—

The warrior who came to the world with death and glory and was named by the patriarch after birth was crushed into a pulp by the sparks fired from the iron box.

Soon he saw that the smoking gun barrel was moving slowly, aiming at the position where it was located from a distance.

"Ho-!"

As if to vent the fear in his chest, Hengchi roared at the top of his lungs. He dug the trigger of the rifle in his hand almost to the bottom, trying to use the fragile flame to blow out the howling wind.

The other surrounding mutant soldiers did the same, shooting ferocious firepower at the iron lump standing in the center of the battlefield, trying to crush it with a hail of bullets.

However-

In the face of the equivalent armor that is tens of millimeters thick, the bullets fired by small weapons are too weak, not as effective as the rounded axes in their hands.

Almost at the same time that he roared, lightning bolts as thick as pythons rushed towards the mutants, bursting into flashes of fire on the scrawled formation.

Sandbag bunkers were blown all over the ground, and the sandbag walls that could block bullets were like children's building blocks in front of the 37 rapid-fire cannon.

Fortunately, there was no pain at this moment.

Hengchi felt his eyes flash, and then black again, and all his senses fell into the boundless abyss with the "pop" sound...

"Bang bang bang!"

The roar of the cannon continued.

Until the entire street's bunkers were baptized with armor-piercing incendiary bombs.

As if the fun was not over yet, the armored vehicle replaced the high-explosive bombs again, and also launched a round of cleaning at the gaps between the buildings on both sides of the street.

Although the gunfire in the distance continued, the battle on this street was basically over with the arrival of this armored vehicle.

The players of the Jungle Corps left the bunker one after another, holding bolt guns and advancing along with the armored vehicles, shooting the mutant soldiers who were preparing to retreat with the ammunition boxes, and regained the position they had given to the mutants yesterday. Snatch it back.

"Well done!"

After whistling at the ceasefire Chimera armored vehicle, the Piltover paratrooper wearing the "Iron Wall" exoskeleton gave an excited thumbs up.

Although it was not him who fired.

But the devastating firepower really made him feel good.

The Elf King Fugui jumped down from the back of the armored vehicle, looked at the gray-faced brothers of the Jungle Corps, and showed off with excitement.

"How is it? Is our new equipment awesome?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm: "6666!"

Worker: "You are rich, brother!"

Elven King Fugui smiled sheepishly and said haha. "The main reason is that our team leader's games sell well."

Seeing all the good brothers looking at him expectantly, Brother Chicken, who was dressed in iron pimples, moved his eyes away with a subtle expression and whistled pretending not to notice.

Make money? nonexistent.

Just be content if you can bring the equipment you used to prostitute NPCs for free! Irena said with a funny look on her face.

"I suggest that guy stay in Ideal City and move bricks, and we can fight the battle."

The top cover of the armored vehicle was opened, and the mole that emerged from it placed his hand on the side of the turret and rolled his eyes angrily.

"Damn, you guys don't know where to drive without my command?"

These dogs!

It's no use pretending to be cool and giving orders when the wind is favorable!

When the wind goes against me, I scold the commander for being a cheat and ineffective!

This corps commander is really tired!

Elven King Fugui said with a playful smile.

"Hey, I'm not bragging, we're not fighting a legion. Just beat up these barbarians who don't know how to repair their bunkers, and then we'll be done with a face-to-face confrontation, right?"

Several other players also followed suit and started teasing.

"Yes!"

"This is a woolly tactic, and the waves will be over!"

"How dare you say that your kick on the accelerator just now wasn't aggressive enough?"

The mole coughed dryly and was really embarrassed to say that.

To be honest, he was actually a bit promiscuous. For example, there was no need to rush so far ahead just now. He could just stand far away and nod.

But it’s not important!

Forcing him to pretend.

That’s it!

Reaching out his hand and clicking the communication button on his helmet, Mole decisively pretended not to hear everyone's teasing, cleared his throat and shouted in the communication channel.

"Attention all formations, prepare to cooperate with the infantry to advance towards the coordinates of the old settlement site... The old site of Singularity City is over there, be careful of the mutants hiding in the buildings."

Answers quickly came from the communication channel.

"Received!"

The mole had a satisfied expression on his face.

It seems that the performance of the Chimera armored vehicle on all fronts is pretty good, and it did not embarrass him in front of other corps.

However, the satisfied expression did not last for a few seconds, and soon an inappropriate voice came from the communication channel.

"...This is Chimera-3, we're having a bit of trouble on our way to the attack point! Mutant anti-vehicle fire knocked out our engine, and we're now stuck in the middle of the road. —Damn it, snipers! Spread out! Spread out to both sides of the street! Damn... these dogs are just playing dirty tricks!"

The team leader shouted and directed his teammates while reporting the situation on the scene through the communication channel. Even if you don't listen to his hurried tone, it's not difficult to tell from the clanging sound that the firefight at the scene was intense.

Sniper?

It’s such a heavy fog, **** it!

Mole was stunned for a moment, then looked solemn and said immediately.

"Report your location!"

While quickly confirming his position on the map, the team leader peered out through the observation window and spoke quickly

said.

"It is 600 meters southwest of the department store. There is a subway station and an unmarked office building nearby...I marked it on the map!"

Mole: "Where is the sniper's position?"

Squad leader: "The sound of gunshots should be to our southwest, and the location has deviated from the firefight area

Domain...I'm not sure about the settings! Probably in the tallest building, maybe in the one next to it. ”

"Circle the approximate location!"

"...has been updated on the map!"

"Received! We'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the communication, Mole reported the sniper's coordinates to the command post, then reached out and knocked **** the turret.

"A brother is in trouble, let's go to the rescue... Damn it, let these guys sit in the car quietly, they have to sit in the car and show off!"

Midnight Killer strode over with a bolter on his shoulder.

"Need our help?"

The mole glanced at his exaggerated equipment and shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, just keep pushing forward. We have solved the trouble over there and will turn around and come back to support you soon!"

Take this guy with you, at least two or three infantrymen will need to be dismounted. This iron body looks really strong, but its mobility is a flaw.

I didn’t think much about killing the chicken at midnight and just grinned. "Ok, I wish you good luck."

Watching the Chimera armored vehicle drive to the other side of the intersection, he waved to the brothers who had occupied the war zone.

"Keep going!"

Before noon, the battle between the Alliance and the Qi tribe became intense. Especially as Chimera armored vehicles entered the battlefield one after another, the originally anxious battle situation completely turned into a one-sided massacre.

Most of the ruthless men in the Skeleton Corps are veterans who have just faced off against the legion's armored forces in the desert. Although it is their first time to fight in street battles, they are unambiguous in their appearance.

In just a few hours, the Qi tribe lost all the positions they had wrested from the Alliance yesterday, and their casualties reached the total of the previous three days combined.

De Lu was already red-eyed, like a gambler, still shouting at the few remaining men to attack the alliance's position.

However, even from the position of a bystander, it can be clearly seen that the guy's failure is only a matter of time.

Gaen has given up on that idiot and is setting up defenses in the neighborhoods near the research institute. If the situation is optimistic, it can last for about a week.

But if the alliance continues to increase its offensive intensity, it is difficult to say whether it will abandon the research institute or even abandon the entire Jinhe City and retreat south.

After all, the Torch Church really has no means to restrain these green-skinned guys.

If they could, they would have done it long ago...

On the southwest side of the battlefield, in an abandoned office building, an old man wearing an exoskeleton was quietly watching the battlefield.

At the age of eighty, for most people in this wasteland, it is the age at which they have been buried, but his face only has a few more wrinkles.

His name is Arzu, he is an apostle, and like Yule, he is a technical person.

The difference is that his belief is more traditional than Yule's.

The old popsicles in Rongji Yuan are much more determined, and there is almost no existence that can make him waver.

If he hadn't distrusted machines, he would have uploaded his consciousness to the sanctuary long ago and become a glorious forerunner.

In fact, until now, he still does not believe that the Holy Land is a castle in the air built with imperfect technology.

Luo Gan is the best proof.

At the critical moment when the church was about to complete the last piece of the puzzle on this land, the guy dropped his chain and disappeared.

The Son of God sent him here to investigate the cause of Luo Gan's disappearance, and at the same time fill in the last piece of the puzzle.

Although he had no evidence, he smelled betrayal from the moment he set foot on this land.

The guy's chip is obviously still there. But it has turned into something else.

He couldn't think of any other reason other than betrayal.

So those illusory things are the most untrustworthy, and the human brain is the most perfect sanctuary in the world.

Lying not far away from him, the man with a crew cut pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle, mouthing the number "two" coldly, and the electronic eye attached to the scope shrank slightly.

In this thick fog with visibility less than 20 meters,

He seemed to be able to clearly see every tiny movement on the battlefield.

The other person held a telescope in his hand, looking at the fierce battlefield in the distance, and clicked his tongue lightly.

"...The alliance has spent a lot of money this time on a total of thirty armored vehicles, which requires the equipment of a battalion."

It is not easy to gather so many armors in the wasteland.

However, thinking that the Alliance had recently inherited the industrial heritage of Boulder City, the man holding the telescope quickly felt relieved.

His name is Red Tapir, and he is the executioner of the Tribunal. He is on the same team as Shan Falcon, who disappeared during the previous mission, and is responsible for assisting Arzu's plan.

However, unlike Shan Falcon, he doesn't like to be alone and usually brings his partner with him.

The one lying at his feet is his partner, his name is Tang He.

Due to a previous operation, this unlucky guy was blinded by a wastelander carrying a sniper rifle, causing half of his brain and left eye to be replaced with a prosthetic body.

Probably due to the sequelae of the operation, he now talks about killing people every day, and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't kill people for a day.

No one knows what the world is like in his eyes, but fortunately the diocese has a lot of "pastures" for him to mess around with, and those who are farmed

The animals won't resist, just pick two of them and kill them for him.

Due to his abnormal brain, Tang He almost ignored him except for the topic of murder, so he always communicated with the old apostle next to him along the way.

After staring at the battlefield in the distance for a while, Arzu slowly spoke.

"I always feel like it's not just the alliance that's targeting us."

Red Tapir laughed.

"Oh? How did you tell?"

Arzu said slowly.

"The alliance is more prominent in biotechnology. If we can suppress our technicians in electronic warfare, there must be experts helping them."

Red Tapir frowned slightly.

"Are you talking about corporate people?"

It seems true.

Yesterday, he tried to launch an electronic warfare attack on the Heart of Steel's communication system, but was discovered by the opponent as soon as he started.

He could feel at least two completely different forces staring at him and pounding him, which scared him into a cold sweat and quickly disconnected him.

Half of his good brother's brain was almost burned off.

Arzu nodded slowly and shook his head slowly.

"I'm afraid it's not just companies, but maybe people from colleges as well."

Red Tapir frowned slightly. College......

If it were just a business, it wouldn't give him a headache.

Those guys have always made their own choices. If the opponent is not a behemoth like the Legion, it is almost impossible for the Council to show great strength as soon as they come up. By the time those guys got serious, the Holy Fire had already covered several provinces, so there was no need to be afraid of them.

But if you add the academy, it's a different story.

The combat effectiveness of those technical staff is not strong. It can even be said that those guys are not fighting material at all.

However, in contrast, those guys are already ridiculously strong in the technical field, and their tentacles are spread all over the wasteland.

And the most troublesome thing is that few people know what they are planning and what their motivation is for doing something.

To give a vivid metaphor, he is more afraid of the incomprehensible magic than the visible lights and shadows of swords.

Scratching the back of his head, Red Tapir sighed with a headache.

"It's difficult to handle... How can we, a few of us who are just making small fuss, lead to a joint crusade from colleges and companies?"

Alzupi chuckled without a smile, his majestic face not changing at all.

"To me

It's all the same, sooner or later those bed bugs will die at our feet. ”

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the stairwell.

Looking at his leaving figure, Red Tapir shouted.

"Where are you going."

A voice that didn’t answer the question floated from a distance.

"I advise you not to underestimate them."

Red Tapir was slightly startled, with a puzzled look on his face.

What do you mean, don't underestimate them?

Are they talking about colleges and companies?

He never knew whether he had underestimated those guys or not...

Just when he was thinking this, a buzzing sound gradually came from the distance. At first the sound sounded like the chirping of mosquitoes, but soon it became heavier and clearer, and became more and more like the roar of a propeller -

Not exactly.

That’s it!

Tang He, who was lying on the ground, suddenly changed his expression. He moved his eyes away from the scope, looked at the sky hastily, and cursed out of his mouth.

"Grass..."

Soon the red tapir's expression also changed.

Behind the dense fog, black crosses flew past the sky, and jet black dots were dropped at the same time.

His brother fired two black shots...

You’re not going to join the bomber formation, are you? !

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