This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 664: Have we met somewhere?
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As soon as the front foot returned to the camp, Benoit's smiling face immediately fell down, and he squinted his eyes and threw a sentence at the guard who was following him.
"The slaves who just came out of the camp to watch the excitement will be rewarded with fifteen lashes."
The guard nodded and was about to execute the order when he suddenly remembered something and asked again.
"Where is Ms. Sistir?"
Bennot's face darkened even more when he heard the old woman's name.
"Give her thirty lashes!"
Specially grandma’s.
I can’t deal with the alliance, so I can’t deal with you guys?
When he thought of the way the crowd looked at them, Benoit was filled with rage and wanted to catch the ignorant centurion and beat them together.
It's a pity that he has a higher status as an officer in the legion and the faction has always been united. Even if the guy is just a centurion, he has no legitimate reason and it is not easy to attack.
As for slaves, there is not much to worry about.
At this moment, Benoit suddenly thought of something and reached out to grab the soldier who was about to execute the order.
"Wait a minute."
The guard quickly bowed.
"Sir, do you have any other instructions?"
Bennot's expression flickered slightly.
"...remember to close the door."
The guard was stunned for a while, and then nodded with a subtle expression.
"Yes!"
After the order was given, Benoit returned to his camp.
Perhaps the soldier followed his order and tied the tent curtain tightly. He sat down in the tent and did not hear the sound of whips or the wails of the slaves.
Bennot was still feeling angry, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. He has also been to some survivor settlements on behalf of Triumph City, but he has never been treated so rudely.
These **** barbarians, with the backing of companies and colleges, dare not take their legion seriously!
It seems that the gang of eastward expansion **** beat these guys too lightly!
It is worth mentioning that although the Legion's two eastern expeditions failed to move the border line forward an inch and suffered countless casualties, under the overwhelming exaggeration of "City of Triumph", these two expeditions were still based on the Legion's Ended with a great victory.
Bennott didn’t completely believe in the Triumph newspaper. After all, his daughter worked there. Having dealt with the propaganda department for many years, he knew very well how capable those guys were.
However, he had no doubts about the conclusion of "Triumph". No matter how tough the barbarians east of the desert were, there was no doubt about the legion's victory.
They will not lose to a group of wastelanders, but due to the intervention of the enterprise, the Great Rift Valley, and the academy, the price is a little higher.
It is precisely for this reason that His Majesty the Marshal did not hold a triumphal ceremony for those idiots who wasted money and people. After all, there was really nothing to boast about.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the camp, and then someone shook the bell hanging next to the door curtain.
Looking at the figure at the door, Benoit frowned slightly, cleared his throat and said "come in."
The door curtain opens.
Seeing the pangolin standing at the door, Benoit relaxed his brows a little, leaned on the chair and said.
"What's going on?"
Changing from his usual taciturn image, Battlefield Lao looked angry and spoke in a deep voice.
"Sir, why should we bow to them? If they are not convinced, just fight with them again. Just beat them until they are convinced."
Hearing this stupid statement, Benoit curled his lips.
"You rough guys, you talk about fighting and killing all day long, how can things be so easy! If all the problems are solved with a fight, why didn't you solve the problem last year? We are here to talk to them Those who cooperate are not here to fall out with them!
Although Benoit used a scolding tone when he said these words, his mood changed after he said them
It's much smoother.
Seeing the sense of superiority hanging on the corner of that guy's mouth, the old man from the battlefield couldn't help but secretly admire Quanshui who gave him the bad idea.
This guy still has something.
"But...can we just tolerate it and let them ride on our heads?"
"It is the Marshal's wish to cooperate with the Alliance on the mutant slime mold issue. Compared to this matter... other conflicts can be put aside for now." Benoit narrowed his eyes slightly and continued slowly. Said, "Of course, these guys are a little too arrogant. I will give them some color to show them and suppress their arrogance, but not now.
The battlefield veteran's heart moved and he asked with a look of joy.
"What are you going to do?"
Bennot glanced at him.
"Don't ask around if you have nothing to do. I naturally have an idea in my mind about how to arrange it. By the way, don't say those words to others, especially Quick.
Quick was his adjutant and only a commander, but many people in the mission were in awe of him, even more than Ambassador Bennot.
Although in the legion, the status of officers is higher than that of civilian officials, it is not to the extent that the captain of ten thousand must first salute the captain of thousands.
Remembering Benoit’s fearful attitude towards the adjutant before, the war veteran couldn’t help but inquire curiously.
"Lord Benoit, speaking of which...what's going on with Quick? Why do you feel like you're so afraid of him?"
"Afraid of him?" Benoit curled his lips and said without hesitation, "That's not true, but his identity is indeed unusual. He is a member of the Imperial Guard."
Having never heard of this word before, Zhanjie Lao was stunned for a moment and asked.
"Praetorian Guards?"
He had only heard of the Youth Army.
The alliance’s staff officer Vanus seems to have come from there.
Not surprised by the elder Warfield's surprise, Benoit said concisely.
"You haven't been to Triumph City, and you haven't heard of that thing. It's normal. They usually only operate in Triumph City, and they won't leave there without the order of the marshal. Simply put, they are the marshal's eyes. You All you need to know is this.
Although the matter about the Imperial Guard did not seem to be a sensitive topic, Benoit still seemed not to intend to talk more about it.
The vague attitude aroused a trace of curiosity in the heart of the war veteran. Just when he was about to take a roundabout way and ask in a different way, Benoit suddenly waved to him, motioning for him to come closer and lower his voice. Whisper. "By the way, you happen to be here. Go and help me with something."
Seeing the mission being triggered, the battlefield atmosphere team looked solemn and said immediately.
"Please give me your orders!"
Bennot said softly.
"I heard that the envoys from the Free State are also in Dawn City. Find their location for me...ask them to come to our place to talk."
When the warlord heard this, he felt happy.
Good guy.
Just now he was thinking of sneaking out after everyone was asleep in the middle of the night!
With the mission of Captain Bennot, it is now easier for him to make excuses.
Secretly remembering Benoit's instructions, the war veteran nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"Yes!"
Bennot nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand.
"Go ahead."
Watching the pangolin pass through the door curtain and leave the spacious tent, Bentno had a faint smile on his face. Although it is not convenient for him to beat the Alliance himself, he can find an ally who also hates the Alliance to do this job for him.
However, at this moment, neither Benoit, who thought he had everything under control, nor the young man who walked out of the camp openly noticed that a pair of eyes were watching them not far away.
Quick, who was standing at the entrance of the camp, smiled and turned around to return to his tent...
After leaving the camp, the war veteran did not immediately inquire about the location of the Free State envoy. Instead, he walked around in the alley.
Confirm not
After chasing the soldiers, he followed the map he had checked on the official website and headed all the way to the nearest player save point.
There is such a facility in all settlements under the alliance, and only players and staff employed by the shelter can enter.
There are not only sleeping cabins for archiving, but also rentable storage spaces, as well as NPC shops selling "restricted equipment".
Equipment with a contribution point threshold is one of the benefits provided to players by the shelter. Here you can even buy a set of power armor for one million silver coins.
If it is really sold at market price, adding retail sales will be considered a bargain, so naturally it cannot be done by just anyone
Buy.
Looking at the battlefield atmosphere team approaching, the staff member on duty glanced at his arm and yawned sleepily.
"...Vault dwellers?"
The old man from the battlefield nodded.
"ID: Battlefield Atmosphere Group I didn't bring my VM with me, biometric identification."
I was not surprised at all by the strange-sounding ID, and the staff took it out from the drawer skillfully
A dusty iris scanner.
"Look into the camera."
The battlefield veteran moved his face closer, his eyes facing the camera.
The signal light jumped twice.
Looking at the six zeros displayed on the screen, the staff member who originally thought it was troublesome suddenly showed a surprised look on his face
Love. Good guy!
Apprentice Knight!
Only when you reach 100,000 contribution points can you obtain the contribution level of a trainee knight, and every shelter resident who reaches this level is a hero who has gone through life and death for the alliance!
In just a moment, the way he looked at the battlefield atmosphere team changed from a routine look to a look of deep admiration, and his original sleepiness was also swept away.
"What would you like to order?"
Feeling a little embarrassed by the passionate eyes, Zhanjie Lao smiled and said.
“A set of K-10 ‘iron wall and exoskeleton with full protection system, are they in stock?”
"Yes! Please come with me!"
Handing the workstation over to another colleague on duty, the staff member enthusiastically took him to the nearby warehouse.
Following the footsteps of the staff member, he stepped into the battlefield of the warehouse and picked out a K-10 exoskeleton of suitable size to put on.
Standing in front of the mirror and putting on his helmet, making sure that he had covered himself tightly enough, he paid the money with satisfaction and left the "Player Service Area"
We passed through the bustling streets and headed straight to the trading post in the north. When the battlefield atmosphere team appeared in the hotel lobby, the players sitting near the bar suddenly became quiet.
I was the blackest person who recognized this guy first.
The brother's eyes widened and he jumped down from the bar stool.
"Shit! Wear——"
Before the cry of surprise could finish, a gust of wind hit his lips and pressed the name back
Go. "Damn it! Don't scream! I'm still on a mission!" The old man from the field looked panicked and died
Cover this guy's mouth tightly.
The big-eyed debtor who walked to the side patted his shoulder with a playful smile and said with a wink.
"What does it matter? Those NPCs can't understand the Mandarin spoken by my blackest brother... Seriously,
What on earth are you thinking? ”
Bewildered by this sentence, Zhanji Lao was stunned for a moment and let go of the struggling I.
"What do you think?"
The debtor glanced to the side with his big eyes.
Zhanji Lao followed his line of sight and saw a girl holding a tray in both hands, standing next to the bar
Looking at him.
She is not tall, with an extremely small white bridge of nose. Her long fluffy light brown hair is tied into a ponytail, and she looks cute and well-behaved.
She doesn't look like a player.
It looks familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve seen it before.
Glancing at the smiling brothers, the war veteran subconsciously switched to the human language and asked a little cautiously.
"...are you?"
Hearing the low-pitched couplet with a hint of stumbling, Lisa couldn't help but open her eyes wide, with tears of disbelief swaying in her eyes.
"I...I am Lisa."
Lisa?
Old Warfield looked at her blankly. He had never heard of this name, but the more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed, so he asked in an uncertain tone.
"Have we met somewhere?"
Lisa nodded hurriedly, looking into his eyes intently, her cheeks gradually turned red, and finally she mustered up the courage to speak.
"Yes, it was at... Luoye Ridge, when General McClun rewarded me and others to you. So, so, I... I am yours!"
"Cough!"
Hearing this powerful statement, the warlord almost choked to death on his own spit.
Especially when he caught a glimpse of the spring water from the corner of his eye, and my darkest expression, which looked like he was about to be internally injured when he was suppressing laughter, and his toes almost dug through the ground.
Looking at Mr. Pangolin who suddenly coughed for some reason, Lisa quickly went behind the bar to pour a glass of hot water, hurriedly trotted to his side, and handed it to him with both hands.
"Please drink some water."
"Thank you..."
Taking the water glass from the little girl's hand, the war veteran brought it to his lips with a look of embarrassment, but it hit the helmet covering his head and splashed himself in the face.
It was only then that he remembered that he was wearing a fully protective iron helmet, and the mask of the helmet was not removed. "Hahaha!"
Looking at the embarrassing appearance in the battlefield, I couldn't hold my expression any longer and burst out laughing, holding my stomach. Even Lao Bai, who has always been good at managing his expressions, would smile heartily.
Not paying attention to the reactions of others, Lisa, who could only see pangolins, hurriedly tried to help him take off his helmet, but was stopped by the former gently reaching out his hand.
Looking at Lisa with a confused expression, the field veteran who couldn't stand the looks of those dogs put the water glass on the bar.
"Follow me."
After saying this, he walked to the wooden door on the side and took Lisa to the yard between the main building and the annex.
There was no one in the yard, and there were no bright lights. There was only a flower bed with some flowers and grass and a row of washbasins for sobering up. It looked very empty.
Looking at Lisa who was looking at him with an uneasy expression, Warfield Lao glanced in the direction of the main building of the hotel, took a deep breath and took off his helmet.
"It's not convenient to talk just now. To make a long story short, I am performing a very important mission, Pangolin... Well, that is my code name. When I sneak out, you can just call me Battlefield, that is me 's real name."
After holding it in for a long time, he still didn't have the nerve to say his full name, nor the nicknames other players gave him.
Looking into his eyes intently, Lisa nodded seriously and wrote down the name seriously. "Yeah! I remember."
"Thank you for your cooperation... By the way, are you a survivor of the Fallen Leaf Camp? I just said that when I saw you, I thought I had seen you somewhere before." The battlefield boss smiled sheepishly and continued to ask, "You are the only one here Here? Where are the others?" "They are also there, some are still in Dawn City, some have gone to other places and have started a new life..." Lisa whispered, telling the story of what happened before Got him.
Including the fact that the Stormtroopers soldiers took over the camp after he left that day, including the fact that Grandpa Hook, the owner of the hotel, gave her a job as a waiter, etc.
After hearing it until the end, the old man from Zhanjiang showed a happy smile on his face.
"Yes, I am very happy that you all can live a normal life. This is the best result, and my efforts will not be in vain... What about you? Are you satisfied with your current job?
Lisa nodded her little head vigorously, her cheeks flushed with redness, and her bright eyes looking up were filled with the moonlight.
"Yeah! Everyone is a good person,
You usually take good care of me... and everyone also told me that you have gone on a long trip and it will take some time to come back, but as long as you wait here, you will definitely be able to wait. So, I just... always stayed here.
"Well, what are you waiting for...Ah, if it is the order from that guy McClun, there is no need. You are now a citizen of the alliance and do not belong to anyone, certainly not to me." He looked incoherent. Lisa, Battlefield Lao explained in a dumbfounded way.
For him, that was a side mission a long time ago.
On the way here, he had already seen the Fallen Leaf City on the airship, which was located on the land where they had shed their blood.
People there live a normal life, and life is getting better day by day.
At least for him, the expansion pack has come to a successful conclusion.
"It's not because of anyone's order...
Lisa puffed up her cheeks and was about to speak, but soon seemed to remember something, buried her raised head and whispered.
"I...I just want to say thank you, thank you for giving me a new life."
Warfield Lao smiled when he heard this and reached out to touch the buried little head.
"You're welcome. We came out of the shelter to do this... This is our job and our mission.,
I didn’t expect that branch line to have such a follow-up.
It seems that I have unknowingly changed the lives of many people.
Looking at the little girl in front of him, Mr. Warfield suddenly felt a slight warmth in his heart, something he had never felt in other games.
Maybe it’s because this game is too real.
The warmth that touched the depths of his soul moved his heart even more than silver coins and contribution points.
Perhaps, this is what really prompted him to continue that ridiculously long undercover mission without any regrets...
Feeling the warmth on the top of her head, Lisa raised her head slightly, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes, and whispered.
"...Can you come and see me often in the future? I'm always here."
The battlefield atmosphere team said with a smile.
"No problem! But if you come here often, you have to wait until my mission is over. I may have to go to other places after a while.
After hearing this promise, Lisa's face finally burst into a happy and satisfied smile, and she nodded vigorously. "Yeah! We made an appointment! I'll wait for you to come back!"
At this moment, by the back door of the hotel lobby, several heads were gathered together, staring intently at the two people in the dark courtyard.
Eating the melon excitedly, Crow Crow’s mouth couldn’t stop muttering.
"It can't be done. Brother Battlefield won't be such a beast..."
Teng Teng, whose neck was sore from being squeezed, raised his head helplessly.
"Why do I always feel like you expect him to turn into a beast."
Crow Crow smiled sheepishly.
"Hey, I bet 100 silver coins... Although, don't you think this couple is very interesting? The lovely Lisa has been waiting for him for a year. This is definitely true love!"
Seeing this guy's increasingly gentlemanly smile, Teng Teng moved aside with a subtle expression and distanced himself from her.
The debtor clenched his fists nervously with his big eyes and murmured in his mouth.
"Damn! Why don't you kiss this bitch! He's not so cowardly!"
Seeing that the silver coins he had bet were about to fly into someone else's pocket, he wanted to reach out and touch that guy's head.
I yawned the most and said nonchalantly.
"So who wins?"
Commander Quanshui smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Haha, it looks like it's a draw! It's time to go, that guy is coming back!"
The crowd gathered at the back door dispersed in a hurry.
Looking at the people who slipped back from the door and sat down, and two figures, one tall and one short, who came back shortly after, sitting at the bar from beginning to end
Lao Bai couldn't help but smile on his face.
He probably guessed what happened.
Looking at Mr. Zhanjie passing by the bar, Lao Bai said with a smile.
"Go back without a drink?,
"No, I still have a mission, and I have to go back to deliver it later."
Stopping next to the bar, watching the petite figure returning to the kitchen, Warfield Lao paused and continued.
"The legion's mission plans to get involved with the Free State. Benoit asked me to ask those people's emissaries to go to the camp to talk... By the way, tell the manager for me and let him pay attention to that Benoit "As an adjutant, I heard that this guy is from the Marshal's Guards, probably similar to the Guards, but I didn't ask for details."
Lao Bai nodded seriously and said softly.
"I'll tell him."
Withdrawing his gaze from the direction of the kitchen, Warfield Lao suddenly glanced at the guy sitting leisurely in front of the bar with a speechless look.
"That's all. You've sold me out for a whole year. Isn't that interesting!"
Lao Bai laughed when he heard this and glanced at him teasingly.
"Don't you think it would be more interesting to discover this kind of easter egg hidden in the side plot yourself? And even if I tell you that there is an NPC who wants to say thank you, you probably won't have any ideas, right? ."
Looking at this guy through his helmet, the battlefield elder did not deny his statement, but just said a word casually.
"I'll treat you to this drink next time."
Watching the broad back disappear at the end of the tangle of glasses, Lao Bai slightly raised the oak cup filled with beer towards the door of the hotel and said with a smile.
"I remember it."