This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 276: Did you move all your belongings out?
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"Damn! What do you mean I came back alive? Is it weird that I came back alive?"
Is this what people say?
Taking off the gas mask hanging on his face, the big debt-ridden eyes that came out from behind Brother Bingle patted Ye Shi on the shoulder with a playful smile.
“Hey, it’s not easy, it’s not easy. Several times I thought I was definitely dead, but miraculously I survived.”
The construction site boy and Brick, who were standing aside, nodded with deep understanding.
"It's really not easy."
Everyone else is playing games, only their team is risking their lives.
It was a ten-man team when we went, but only half of it was left when we came back.
Looking at the Mole team next to them, they had the same number of ten when they left, but only two were missing when they came back. The battle damage rate was so high that it was hard not to make people complain.
However, complaints are complaints, and no one actually takes them too seriously.
It's a game.
Seeking death is the norm.
If you are not a **** player, there is no need to pursue it to the end.
Besides, the death penalty is not as severe as it was at the beginning. It would be a bit uncomfortable for the forum to be imprisoned for three days, but this has been the rule since the closed and beta server has been operating for so long, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.
The real loss is just the experience of a battle, the money and contribution points that should be rewarded by the mission.
Teammates will also consciously help recover the dropped equipment, at least with some ammunition and grenades.
"By the way, why are you wearing this?" The battlefield atmosphere team looked at the gray coat on Brother Bian's body with envy.
Brother Edge didn’t speak, but looked to the side with big eyes.
The latter said with a smile.
"I was the one who suggested it. The previous set of equipment was too ugly and unrecognizable at all. It looked more like a Predator than a Predator and was always misunderstood by friendly forces. So I had an idea and simply put together a set that matches the Mole and others have the same skin. At first I said I didn’t want it, but later on it really tasted good.”
The edge of the water said harshly: "Get out! I am not forced by you."
The boy at the construction site and Brick interrupted with a smile.
"Don't mention it, those group of plunderers were all psychologically affected by us. They were instantly frightened when they saw our clothes. Later, we recommended them to the newcomers who came for reinforcements. Now all the good brothers in Honghe Town are wearing them. This is the equipment!"
Even during the most turbulent period, Shelter 404 never stopped providing “support” to its neighbors.
According to the data mentioned by Brother Mole in the battle report, the current "garrison" of the shelter in Honghe Town has increased to 50 people.
Except for the 10 long-term NPC guards, all are players, and they have been regularly replenishing troops to maintain this number.
Obviously, this "Death Corps" with its fierce fighting style has completely gained a reputation in the Honghe Town area.
The engineer shovels and the bayonets shining brightly under the muzzles have not only become an eternal nightmare in the hearts of the plunderers, but have also become the gods of war in the eyes of mercenaries and slave owners!
Especially the "gray coat", which is simply more intimidating than the navy blue coats worn by the legionary captains!
The local slave owners and chamber of commerce wanted them to stay in Red River Town, and even took the initiative to provide the shelter with a fifty-acre site.
Although nothing can be grown on the land over there, having a station means taking root.
The administrator has deployed 40 training cabins there, and seems to be planning to transform it into a military base stationed abroad.
Currently, any soldier professional player who has reached LV8 and firearms proficiency level 3 can apply to experience new maps and missions.
However, the number of people is limited, so you just have to queue up after registering.
Looking at the envious face of the warlord, the canyon fugitive mole said with joy.
"Well, I have good design taste, right?"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn it! This guy pretended to do it!"
By the way, he had suggested that everyone get a unified "team uniform" before, but that old man in Quanshui was too picky about money.
Lao Hei liked his post, but Lao Gou Bifei said, "Skin that cannot be attacked is just crumbs" and "Anyway, you can't see anything when wearing an armored exoskeleton."
That's all, he complained about his second grade.
What does Grandma Te’s have to do with the second grade?
Obviously it’s just picking!
Unlike the warlords, Ye Shi was not concerned about what the people were wearing, but was looking curiously at the trucks behind them.
No need to ask.
The contents above must be trophies dragged back from Honghe Town.
According to a conservative estimate of three times the overload capacity, the amount of various ores piled on those trucks is at least fifty or sixty tons.
In addition, there were nearly a hundred slaves who came back with them. The nearby NPC merchants looked envious when they saw them.
One slave can be exchanged for five assault rifles.
This is really a fortune!
Ye Shi said enviously.
"Is the battle over in Honghe Town over?"
The mole on the run in the canyon shook his head.
"Finished? It's still early!"
"The slave owners over there are too weak in combat. They have recruited a lot of mercenaries, and their individual combat effectiveness is not weak, but they are a ragtag group of people who don't cooperate at all when fighting."
“Relying on imported artillery shells and weapons, the coalition forces in Honghe Town fought quite smoothly at first, winning several local battles in succession. However, their logistics was too stretched, and the ammunition often did not match. The firepower was always intermittent, and coupled with the low level of organization, the hilltops we occupied could not be defended at all. Often the positions we captured during the day were lost again at night."
"In addition, the Bone Chewing Tribe has a large number of people and a steady stream of reinforcements from the central part of the province. There are also many plunderers who heard rumors that they planned to establish a plunderer kingdom and took the initiative to run away from neighboring provinces in the east. Come and join them. Anyway, the two sides use Lutou Mountain as the boundary, repeatedly fighting for a few hills, and wasting away on a position of more than ten kilometers in depth."
Support weapons such as mortars and anti-tank rifles are not unique to Vault 404. Some large and medium-sized survivor settlements with industrial production capabilities can also produce them, but there are differences in cost and performance.
Red River Town does not only import ammunition from Shelter 404. Not to mention the variety of weapons brought by the mercenaries. Speaking of themselves, they only have medium-sized mortars with three calibers: 80mm, 85mm, and 88mm. In addition, there are two 105mm cast iron mortars.
The logistics are not unified and the command is not coordinated. It is difficult for those rich locals to be able to fight the looters for so long.
Ye Shi asked strangely.
"Then why are you back?"
The Mole on the run in the canyon rolled his eyes.
"Come back to participate in the event. I have been watching your discussions on the forum all day, and I feel like we are not playing a game!"
When the new map was first opened, he was quite excited because he was lucky enough to get the "experience qualification". After all, not everyone has this opportunity to be the first to try it.
Although Red River Town is a bit far away from Boulder City, as long as it can bring first-hand information to the players, it won’t be a big problem!
However, now, a month has passed, and the new map is no longer so new. Players are even tired of reading his battle reports, and even cloud players have gone to discuss the wave.
The guide with tens of thousands of words had only three digits of likes, which instantly made him feel like a "version abandonment".
I heard that this "Decisive Battle Plan" was the last event before the end of the A-round test. He said he couldn't miss it this time!
Irena also chimed in.
“We’ve been at the new map for long enough, it’s time for someone else to go in and brush it.”
The Elf King Fugui said with a playful smile.
"Lao Na has a deep resentment towards the alien species there, and there are no arthropods that are not poisonous."
Irena immediately protested.
"Get out! Am I that kind of person?"
Brother Mole ignored these two people, but looked at Ye Shi and asked: "It's you, why didn't you and Lao Bai Fangchang and the others go together today?"
Ye Shi said with a smile.
"Isn't there a big job tomorrow morning? We'll split up in the afternoon. Lao Bai and the others went to Goblin Technology to purchase new equipment. I originally planned to go, but I heard that the trading station There was an orange outfit here, so I ran over to pick it up and missed it... It’s a pity that I didn’t pick it up, so I was embarrassed!”
Orange equipment naturally refers to the "Miner Type I" exoskeleton.
This thing is an imported product shipped from Ideal City. The battery uses "metallic hydrogen" which is one level higher than "solid hydrogen".
Since the last time it was sold out, the official store of the shelter has not replenished the goods. Only caravans from the east occasionally bring them, which is rarely seen in the neighboring Boulder City.
Yesterday, a group of wild traders came out of the trading station and happened to bring a set. They were caught by a small player of the power system. They bought it decisively without saying a word. That night, they went to the forum to show off, resulting in a group of people early this morning. A lot of players come here to hang out.
Although the exoskeletons sold by "Wild NPC" are a bit more expensive, they have no contribution points, no level restrictions, and no restrictions on secondary transactions, so they are still very popular.
In a word, if you buy it, you will earn it!
But what interested Mole the most was not the exoskeleton, but the first half of Ye Shi's sentence.
"Mosquito has new equipment?"
"Yes, Brother Mosquito was bragging in the group yesterday," Ye Shi chuckled, "I have a saying, this guy Mosquito is really getting more and more punished. He used to be a recoilless gun, but now he even has an RPG. He got it done!"
The moment he heard these words, not only Mole and the others, but also the Battlefield Atmosphere Team standing nearby looked at him in surprise.
"RPG?"
"???"
"What the hell?!"
This is really getting more and more punishing!
……
In fact, it is not only Lao Bai and his team who are purchasing from Goblin Technology at the moment, but also the spring water that the warlords are most interested in.
In the previous 65th Street blockade, Quanshui deeply reflected on the reasons for the failure.
Plot killing factors aside, when the fourth wave of offensive came, the Creepers circled their flanks, but more importantly, they were defeated by their lack of anti-armor capability.
Before the sniper war started, although he had considered the possibility of designing some units with "exceeding armor" as BOSS, so that players carrying "lances" and "heavy lances" would not be equipped with high-explosive weapons. Also carry two magazines for armor penetration.
However, he never expected that the planning would be so stupid.
Even 37mm armor-piercing bullets cannot penetrate the armor of "Decay Knight"!
If they hadn't been overwhelmed by high-armor tank units like the "Decay Knights", Class B and Class C would have been able to hold on for a while.
Since power armor can be turned into "one of one's own" by slime mold, he has reason to believe that he will encounter even more outrageous things in the future.
What he didn’t expect was that he originally came here to buy a recoilless rifle, but unexpectedly he actually made a street fighting artifact like the RPG-7!
The shooting range outside the industrial area.
Looking at the 400mm steel plate that was penetrated by an armor-piercing bullet in front of him, Commander Quanshui's eyes widened, and it took him a while to squeeze out a word without beginning or end from his throat.
"...Are you really selling furniture?"
The mosquito standing nearby heard it and said with a smile.
"Ancestor craftsmanship, purely handmade, what, the boss is planning to create a new one? Send me a private message on the forum."
Commander Quanshui: "...Forget it."
I always feel that exposing your address to this guy is quite dangerous.
Don’t place an order with just a click of the mouse and have a pair of silver handcuffs sent to you.
That's a big deal.
Lao Bai, who was standing aside, put down the launch tube that was emitting white smoke, with the same expression of surprise and admiration on his face.
"There is something about this power!"
But this propellant... smells like Twin Stone-2?
It is still a little different from RPG-7’s diethylene glycol.
The piezoelectric fuze is probably a modern modification, and the muzzle velocity is much faster than the previous homemade "recoilless rifle". The power of the matching armor-piercing projectile can be regarded as translational inheritance. A needle-shaped trigger is buried in the front end of the tapered projectile. As long as it is poked, the vertical penetration depth can reach 400mm!
This power is already considerable!
But thinking of this, Lao Bai suddenly reacted.
How the **** is this an imitation of an RPG? !
It is obviously an imitation of our own 69-type 40 rocket launcher, okay!
Not noticing the strange look in Lao Bai’s eyes, WC continued talking with great excitement.
"In addition to 85mm armor-piercing bullets, we also provide 85mm high-explosive grenades with range damage! The price is only 200 silver coins, and if you buy five, you will get a launch tube! Very easy to use!"
The price of 200 silver coins is much more expensive than Iron Fist.
But it’s not unaffordable for Lao Bai and the others.
Before the start of each battle, the shelter will allocate a budget to each squad to purchase ammunition based on their combat strength.
You don’t need to pay for ammunition within your budget. For some longer-lasting battles, supplies will be sent along with reinforcements from the rear, and this is free of charge.
The use of ammunition budget will only affect the campaign score. This is an old tradition that existed several versions ago.
"...You are getting more and more tortured."
Hearing Lao Bai’s meaningful compliment, WC really smiled.
"Just kidding, when have the weapons I designed ever disappointed?"
"Just one question, do you accept it?"
As soon as they heard this sentence, everyone's eyes suddenly became a little subtle.
To say that his equipment is useless is to speak out of conscience.
But I think it is very useful, but sometimes it is too tight for my hips.
Lao Bai subtly moved his eyes away.
"Take half of it."
Bangfeng nodded.
"+1, half-service."
Fang Chang: "I have to consider the remaining half, mainly because I am afraid that you will be proud."
Commander Quanshui: "I couldn't agree more."
There are really mosquitoes in WC cursing: "Gan! If I ask you one word, you are talking so much nonsense!"
Lao Bai smiled and patted Mosquito on the shoulder.
"Good brother, the main reason is that your equipment has not been tested in actual combat, so I can't say too much! How about this, you give me a 50% discount, and I will purchase 10 armor-breaking 10 pieces from you at a time. A grenade to help you become famous!"
WC really has mosquitoes rolling their eyes.
"50% off?! You might as well let me give it to you for free!"
Fang Chang’s eyes lit up.
"Is there such a good thing?"
WC is really a mosquito: "Get out! Up to 10% off, it can't be any cheaper! If it's any cheaper, I'll lose money!"
When he heard this, at least four pairs of eyes rolled in his face.
"I believe you are a ghost!"
I wouldn’t believe it even if I beat Fang Chang to death. This guy only earns 20 silver coins per shot of a rocket launcher worth 200 silver coins.
Conservatively, there is a 50% profit!
Silver coins have indeed inflated a lot since the Alpha1.0 version, but because of the opening of the Honghe Town trade route, the prices of various metal and non-metal raw materials have not increased much. With the improvement of supporting facilities in the industrial zone and the increase in production capacity , industrial products did not rise much.
In the end, after some haggling, the two parties finally reached a consensus and settled the transaction at a price of 180 silver coins for each armor-piercing bomb and 130 silver coins for each high-explosive grenade.
The Niu Ma Squad purchased a total of 25 rounds of rocket launcher ammunition, and the Quanshui Squad also purchased 15 rounds, which completely filled up the mosquito inventory, and the firepower output was fully maximized!
After the group agreed on the price, they returned to the factory of Goblin Technology. The newly produced ammunition was stored in the warehouse of the factory.
When he walked into the factory, Quan Shui, who was looking left and right, suddenly noticed a pile of wood pieces piled near the door, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"What is that thing?"
Seeing that someone noticed his masterpiece, Mosquito said with a smile.
"W-1 'Flying Mosquito' glider! It adopts a wooden body and a groundbreaking electric structure. The most primitive wood and the most advanced solid-state hydrogen technology are perfectly integrated. It is the proud work of me and my apprentices. Price Only 3,000 silver coins! How about it? Isn’t it very cheap? Don’t you consider getting one?”
Not far away, [Persuading Fight], who was tinkering with a motor with a screwdriver, happened to hear these words and couldn't help but turn around and complain.
"Are you so embarrassed? I designed the fuselage, the engine was designed by Death, the blades were rubbed by Soul Chaser's hands, and the bomb launcher was made by Death God. What the **** did you do?"
If it weren’t for the money.
He has already gone it alone!
The mosquito was unmoved at all and smiled cheekily.
"I've learned from your strengths and complemented each other's weaknesses. This is called resource integration."
To stop the fight: "@#￥%!"
Fang Chang approached curiously and took a look at the pile of wood.
Looking carefully, there are really two wings and a flat structure that is probably the belly of the aircraft.
But using wood to make the structure and making the parts so scattered...will it really not fall apart when it flies into the sky?
"...W-1 is okay, why not call it WC-1?"
Mosquito said with a shy smile.
"Actually, I did plan to give it a name at the beginning, but my disciples didn't have artistic talent. They said they wanted to **** when they sat on it, so I removed the C."
Lao Bai: "Pfft..."
Bangfeng: "I can no longer look directly at this plane."
Commander Quanshui's expression was a little subtle.
"Am I the only one curious about whether this thing can fly?"
Wood body with solid hydrogen battery.
He has never seen such a weird combination.
Bang Feng touched the bridge of his nose.
"A rational analysis shows that the energy density of hydrogen is nearly three times that of gasoline. Although hydrogen tanks are definitely not possible, solid hydrogen... should be possible in theory, but this is under ideal conditions."
"It's a game! Use your imagination, don't be so rigid!"
Patting Guangfeng's shoulder, Mosquito had a confident smile on his face, "Good brother, believe me! I promise you can definitely fly! If you can't fly, you won't be charged!"
Bangfeng glanced at him sideways.
"Don't encourage me, I won't drive it."
Lao Bai stared at the motor for a while and frowned.
"But what about the runway? Even if you can fly... you must have a runway to take off, right?"
Mosquito said with a slight smile.
“This epoch-making aircraft naturally does not use a runway in the traditional sense.”
Quanshui vaguely guessed something and swallowed.
"Could it be..."
"Tall buildings! There are thousands of meters high buildings everywhere here!"
Mosquito strode to the pile of wooden parts and pulled out an aluminum joystick that had not yet been installed.
The enthusiasm flashing in his eyes made everyone around him take a step back unconsciously.
Didn't notice the expressions on everyone's faces at all, Mosquito's voice became more and more excited.
"According to my calculations, it takes less than one thousand meters and a height of 800 meters is enough!"
"Turn off the engine and dive downward. When you are two hundred meters above the ground, pull up the joystick and switch. You will turn into a bolt of lightning!"
Fang Chang’s Adam’s apple moved.
"...What if it doesn't pull up?"
The mosquito still repeated that sentence.
"You will turn into a bolt of lightning!"
Lao Bai: "?"
Bangfeng: "??"
Fang Chang: "???"
Commander Fountain: "...???"
Ask if you don’t understand.
Is this the kind of equipment a normal person would choose? !
……
At dusk.
Silence enveloped the sky over Qingquan City. Corpse chasers wearing chemical protective suits carried stretchers piled with corpses and evacuated the battlefield one after another.
On the frontline position not far away from them, figures carrying rifles and eager to try were arriving from the rear one after another.
Among them are the "Death Corps" who have been on the battlefield and wear gray coats, there are also the "Mountain Corps" who were transferred from Far Brook Town and wear green coats, and there are also miscellaneous teams with distinctive personal colors and various equipment... But no one dares to doubt their fighting ability.
No matter which equipment they use, they are undoubtedly the best among the best.
In the days of fighting and constant resurrections, they have summed up a set of fighting methods that are most suitable for them, and passed on these valuable experiences - or strategies, to the newcomers they mentored.
Each of them is a flag!
"Did you move all your belongings out?" Vanus stood by the window of the building, looking down at the battlefield below in surprise.
In that chilling atmosphere of a forest of guns and flags, even if the youth of the legion stood in front of them, I'm afraid it would be nothing more than this!
Chu Guang, who was standing nearby and wearing power armor, only said one sentence calmly.
"Where is this?"
Daytime is their home field.
According to the plan he personally formulated.
Players will take turns to hold on on the defense line until dawn, and when the last round of offensive before dawn fades, launch a full counterattack against the wave!
Don't give those bugs any chance to breathe!
Since yesterday, the industrial zone has temporarily suspended all export orders and concentrated all production capacity on the front line.
Boxes and bundles of ammunition were delivered to the frontline ammunition depot. In addition, two sets of 100KW firewood generator sets and 200 newly produced sleep cabins were deployed downstairs of the temporary command post to provide players with We archive and log off to rest.
Equipment is tight.
The rest time allotted to each player clone is only 4 hours, but this time is enough to relieve the fatigue state.
Players who signed up to participate in the event have already asked for leave in advance.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t participate. “Wasteland OL” is an MMORPG that focuses on leisure and is neither boring nor boring. It will never force players to participate in server activities.
At most, it will provide rewards that are hard to refuse during the event.
Looking at the sunset gradually disappearing on the street, Chu Guang felt the blood burning in his heart.
This will be the battle with the largest number of participants and the largest scale since the launch of "Wasteland OL", and the type and quantity of equipment invested will reach its peak!
He has deployed two Hummingbird drones on the edge of the battlefield, and the camera has been locked on the battlefield filled with spore clouds.
"Come on."
Chu Guang gently clenched his fist and exhaled the turbid air in his chest.
"Let me see what you are capable of!"
……
The shadows of tall buildings gradually disappeared into the riddled alleys.
The dense grey-green fog faintly revealed the red smell of blood, as well as the squeaking teeth that made the legs and feet weak.
However, no one's legs were weak.
After experiencing the baptism of war for days, even the 400 newcomers who just entered the game in the Alpha1.1 version, most of them have become qualified warriors.
To them.
Victory is the only creed.
Death is nothing!
There was a hint of excitement in the chirping noise. The players on the front line skillfully opened the safety on their rifles and leaned behind the bunker made of concrete rubble.
"All team members are in place! There are only five minutes left!"
"...I repeat, newbies in the team, please let the machine gunners fire first. I have stabilized the rifles, and wait until the wave approaches 50 meters before fighting!"
"Remember! You are no longer rookies, stop using the little guys in your hands to pick the tyrant's teeth! Trust your teammates and the rifles in their hands! Use the ammunition where it should be used!"
"Here it comes - prepare to fight!"
A shrill roar came from the thick fog.
The running gnawers surged out of the darkness like a tide, rushing towards the players' positions across the messy battlefield.
At the same time, three flares rose into the sky, dispelling the haze from the streets.
The machine gun deployed in the building roared first, and the bullets pierced through the thick gray-green fog, forming a dense rain of steel fire.
Immediately afterwards, the water-cooled Maxim deployed at the forefront also spit out tongues of fire and fired wildly at the alien swarm that was rushing towards it like a tsunami.
The players fired skillfully, and each team cooperated tacitly to eliminate the alien species in their respective defense zones.
The first round of charges was nothing more than cannon fodder.
They are already familiar with the tactics of the aliens.
First use the Gnawer swarm to consume their bullets, and then send out high health units and high mobility units to try to break through the defense line.
Above the temporary command post, on the roof of the building.
Mosquito is taking his four apprentices, assembling the W-1 "Flying Mosquito" glider against the strong wind blowing on the rooftop.
Because it was an experimental type, after an hour of debate, he finally convinced his four disciples to add an X after the W.
The plane is equipped with two 100-kilogram aerial bombs. The power is comparable to the powerful 250-pound aerial bombs, and the weight is actually not much different.
In addition, there are two 7mm small-caliber machine guns installed in the cabin.
Although it was initially proposed to directly install the 20mm cannon, Mosquito rejected this proposal after some careful consideration.
The 20mm cannon and ammunition are too heavy!
With that weight, it’s better to carry two more aerial bombs!
What's more, this thing is a product of a "friendly merchant".
This is the moment for Goblin Technology to flex its muscles. How can we let our friends and businessmen steal the spotlight?
"Hurry up!" Mosquito, holding a telescope, urged his disciples loudly while overlooking the battlefield that could not be seen clearly.
Can't help but raise his head and complain.
"Damn it! You're here to help!"
The mosquito glared at him.
"I'm a pilot! I said I'm responsible for flying, what else do you want me to do for you? How about we switch?!"
Quan Jia trembled for a moment, then cursed and stopped making any sound.
It's not that I'm afraid of heights.
The main reason is that I feel unsure.
Although he participated in the design of this thing, the difference between a fixed wing and a quadcopter was so great that he was not sure whether it could fly.
What if?
What if the propeller breaks or the wing falls apart?
That is not a sacrifice to heaven on the spot!
Mosquito doesn't care about embarrassment, but he still can't let go of his reserve.
"Why do I feel something is wrong?" Mosquito standing by the building suddenly said.
"What? What's wrong?" Against the whistling wind, he raised his head with his eyes narrowed.
Holding the telescope steadily, Mosquito frowned and muttered.
"The gunfire lasted for too long!"
Isn’t the first wave of offensive over yet?
Logically it should have ended long ago!
He always had a bad feeling.
With a dog's planning nature, he will definitely not play his cards according to routines.
He can be regarded as a **** veteran player who has joined the server in the early version. He has already learned about Aguang's capricious "narrative style".
Just when he vaguely felt something was wrong, a conspicuous scarlet color suddenly lit up in the thick gray-green fog.
The mortar position that was still waiting for the next round of offensive suddenly opened fire, and dozens of shells whizzed into the sky, exploding into a fire around the scarlet light.
The gunshots below the building became more intense, and a faint roar of pain could be heard in the thick fog...
Looking at the spore cloud dispersed by the explosion shock wave, looking at the monster gradually appearing in the thick fog, and the mosquito holding the telescope tightly, I couldn't help blurting out a beautiful hometown dialect.
"What the hell!?"
"What the **** is that?!"