This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 463: These old players are more and more unworthy of each other

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Although I have only been a "military training instructor" for less than half a month, not only 10,000 but also 1,800 newbies have died at the hands of the battlefield atmosphere team.

The forum was filled with cries of wolves and ghosts, and his reputation as a rookie killer was confirmed.

The only thing missing was that Aguang didn't send him an officially certified achievement.

However, after a thousand days of hunting eagles, one day you will inevitably be pecked in the eye by an eagle. No matter how steady the boat is, it will inevitably sail in the gutter.

On the day after the warlord wearing a pangolin vest finally completed the myth of "Three Thousand Kills" and was touted as the God of War by "La Triumph", an earthen shell falling from the sky finally punished him...

After a deafening roar and a harsh busy tone that followed, he quickly disconnected in a scribble.

When he logged back into the game, it was already more than five hours later.

The Wargo's eyes widened when he woke up from his "coma", almost frightening the doctor who sutured his wounds.

Seeing the mummified pangolin wrapped in bandages suddenly open its eyes, the nurses standing beside the hospital bed were all stunned and whispered to each other in surprise.

"...Oh my god, I can wake up from this."

"Mr. Leiter said that there were at least twelve shrapnels in his body, and those barbarian bombs fell less than twenty meters next to him!"

"Is this the Awakened One?"

"It can only be an awakened person...I heard that the physical fitness of an awakened person is far superior to that of ordinary people. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die on the spot."

"But awakening is not always a good thing. I heard that it is difficult for awakened people to have descendants."

A quiet-looking nurse suddenly had a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Isn't that good..."

All her colleagues looked at her in surprise. The latter probably felt embarrassed, so they turned around and slipped out of the door with a blushing face.

After carefully sewing the last stitch, the doctor named Leiter threw the tools into the tray next to him, took a deep breath and looked at the pangolin lying on the hospital bed.

"You're awake."

Judging from his appearance, he is not from Weiland, but he does not belong to Luoxia Province either. He is probably from other areas of the Western Continent occupied by the Legion.

The warlord looked at the ceiling, then at the bandages on his body, and slowly spoke.

"Here is..."

"The field hospital in Defense Area G53. The frontline medical soldiers cannot handle your kind of injury, so Chief Colway arranged for a vehicle to transfer you here."

As he said that, Dr. Leiter made a joke.

"To be honest, when I first saw you, I thought you were definitely hopeless. I didn't expect that you exceeded my expectations and actually survived."

The warlord nodded to express his understanding, and did not listen carefully to the second half of the doctor's words. He relaxed his shoulders and rested the back of his head on the pillow.

This is about 20 kilometers away from the front line, which is considered a relatively backward position.

However, although he left the front line, he was not in a hurry to go back.

In the days to come, there will be no more cute guys coming to kill people.

Tomorrow the Storm Troopers will bring people over to conduct a symbolic feint attack, and then this "adding fuel to the fire" operation will be officially over.

And next——

This is brother Quanshui’s plan No. 3!

Everyone of the nearly two thousand newbies who have recently joined the game has died at least once, and the most has died three times!

The accumulation of these death experiences is enough for them to play the role a soldier should play on the battlefield.

"...I have removed all the shrapnel that can be removed for you, and the wounds have been sutured. Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?" Dr. Leiter asked.

He still has a good impression of this soldier named Pangolin. An Awakened One who is not a Valeant has achieved results on the battlefield that even the Valeant people are paying attention to.

For him, who was also born as a "servant race", such a heroic story is just like a refreshing novel.

The warlord closed his eyes and thought for a while.

"The head may be a little bit."

"It's probably a mild concussion. Take a good rest and strive for a speedy recovery."

As he spoke, Leiter patted his shoulder and said with a grin.

"Your story has been all over the radio these two days. You can't fall down here."

The warlord smiled and nodded slightly.

It must not fall down.

His mission is not finished yet.

Watching the doctor leave, the warlord relaxed his muscles and lay flat on the bed, wondering whether he should go offline and rest, or stay online and count sheep in a daze.

It is still late at night outside the game, so it seems quite boring when I wake up.

Speaking of which, it seems that there are game consoles in Ideal City, and you can even play virtual reality games in virtual reality games. Recently, the studio opened by Brother Mole also transplanted the game.

Wait...

Doesn’t this mean that as long as you go to Ideal City, you can play continuously 24 hours a day without any health problems? !

When he thought that Fang Chang had already lived such a "luxurious" life in advance, the warlord couldn't help but harden his fist.

Damn it!

Compared to that old silver coin in Quanshui, that guy is actually the hidden European Emperor!

Just when the warlord was thinking wildly, a beautiful woman with long dark brown hair and a proud figure walked in from outside the camp.

She was holding a tray in her hand with bowls and spoons on it, which should be food from the kitchen.

The warlord turned his face to look at the door and blurted out subconsciously.

"You are?"

Hearing this, the woman had a panicked expression on her face. She quickly put the tray on the bedside table and walked to the bedside. .

"Have you lost your memory?"

Amnesia?

The warlord was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

How is that possible?

He was indeed unconscious for a while, and his head was slightly injured, but it was not serious enough to lose his memory.

In fact, he was able to log in again two hours ago, but his bad mouth offline delayed him for a while.

The reason why he didn't recognize her immediately was simply because he simply forgot her name.

It seems...

Your name is Penny?

Penny was a little embarrassed to be stared at by those "fiery" eyes, but Penny did not dodge, but raised the corners of her lips proudly.

"The doctor said you'd better eat something, so I went to the kitchen and made you some beet soup. Are you hungry? I can feed you."

The warlord suddenly felt happy.

Is there such a good thing? !

When he thought of a 100% real virtual reality game, even a determined "pangolin" couldn't help but feel excited.

The benefits of dog planning!

If I missed this, wouldn’t I be sorry for A Guang’s kindness?

However, when he just raised his neck and looked at the bowl, the sentence "Okay" was stuck in his throat.

I saw a black paste floating in the bowl, clearly separated from the liquid below, and some green foam floating on the surface, probably chopped parsley.

No matter which dimension of "color, smell, taste" is used to evaluate it, it is probably difficult to believe that this thing is food.

But if it is placed in an organic chemistry laboratory, there will be no sense of violation.

It seems that she also realized that this dish did not look very good. Penny's cheeks turned red unconsciously and she tried to explain.

"It seems like it took a little long to cook...but if you eat, it'll be fine."

More than just long.

Isn’t this all carbonized? !

The warlord coughed dryly.

"I...have a headache and no appetite. Can you leave me alone for a while?"

His chicken soup hasn't been sent yet.

If you were sent away like this, it would be even more embarrassing than being carried away by the newbies!

As if she didn't hear the euphemism hidden in this sentence at all, Penny gave him a distressed look, sighed softly, and put the bowl in her hand on the bedside table.

"Then you should rest first..."

"Also, remember to eat it while it's hot."

After saying that, she left the room.

Looking at the closed door curtain, the warlord just breathed a sigh of relief, but within two seconds, the camp door curtain was opened again.

The person who came in this time was his commander, Colway, who came over with a concerned look on his face.

"Feeling better?"

"Better."

Looking at the bandages all over his beloved general, Colway said with emotion.

"It's hard to imagine that you would be injured like this."

The warlord made a helpless expression.

Even if it’s the beggar’s version, it’s still a rocket launcher.

In the face of sufficient power, all skills and experience are just fancy.

Colway suddenly noticed the dinner plate and the bowl of dark soup on the bedside table.

"What is this?"

The warlord coughed slightly.

"Miss Penny made it for me in the kitchen... I heard it was called beet soup? But I don't have much appetite. How about you try it?"

"Did Penny make it for you? You kid can do it. She is very popular on the front line. Many young men regard her as their dream lover." Colway looked at him in surprise, then smiled and winked. , reached out and picked up the bowl of soup, "Let me try it for you."

The warlord was about to say that he didn’t have to force himself. After all, he had killed Colway and he was really helpless in the legion.

However, Colway's hands and brain moved together, and he was one step ahead of him after all. He picked up the spoon on the plate, took a spoonful of the dark soup and stuffed it into his mouth.

The warlord gaped at this guy.

Just when he thought this guy was going to vomit it out, he saw a layer of... tears suddenly appearing in Colway's eyes?

"...the taste of hometown."

After sniffing, he took another spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering with emotion on his face.

“Damn it, the cooks in Luoxia Province can’t understand this kind of delicacy… I haven’t tasted it in almost five or six years!”

As he spoke, he simply put his mouth to the edge of the bowl and ate it hungrily with a spoon, so that the cinder-like soup hung on his beard without even noticing.

The Warlander stared at him in disbelief and couldn't help but ask.

"But shouldn't beet soup be red?"

Colway was stunned for a moment after putting down the bowl.

"Red? Are the beets in Jinchuan Province red?"

The warlord swallowed and asked guiltily.

"Is it dark there?"

Colway nodded subtly.

"Although the layering and texture will be more uniform, and the pepper flavor will be more mellow, the color is basically like this..."

Warlander: "..."

Eating such disgusting food every day.

He felt a little sorry for these big noses.

I finished eating inadvertently. Colway stared at the empty bowl in his hand before he came to his senses and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Uh, sorry, I finished the delicious food that Miss Penny made for you...I'm going to ask her to get you another bowl."

The warlord spoke quickly.

"No need! Just bring me two roasted beef legs."

If this guy knew that he had a good appetite, his undercover career would be over.

Colway was stunned for a moment.

"You were injured so badly. Did you digest it after eating that kind of food?"

The warlord said without hesitation.

"No problem! I only injured my legs and arms, not my intestines and stomach. Only by supplementing more protein can I recover faster...that's what the doctor said."

Colwei stopped persuading and nodded.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to deliver it to you later."

Looking at Colway who turned around and left the tent, the warlord breathed a sigh of relief, raised his bandaged arm, wiped his forehead, and muttered curses.

"Damn... I should have known I wouldn't have woken up."

……

That evening.

"Wasteland OL" official website forum.

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "The beets in this game are red, right???"

Makabazi: "Yes? I saw him at Brown Farm."

Going up the mountain to hunt tigers: "+1, but I have also seen purple varieties."

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "But why is the legion's beet soup black!"

Teng Teng: "What kind of dark cuisine is this..."

Crow Crow: "Terrible. (??灬??)"

Fried eggs with tomatoes: “Maybe it’s mutated.”

Fang Chang: "It's true that animals can mutate, but there's no reason why plants can't...Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Hey, I'm sorry to say it... the beautiful woman made me a bowl of beet soup, but the dark appearance shocked me. Just hope it's not poisonous!"

Ye Shi: "Good guy, let him pretend!"

The construction site boy and Brick: "Damn it! Wait, I will bring someone to give you a wave of rockets!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hahaha! Go ahead and do whatever you want, I'm no longer on the front line! (Proud)"

Commander Quan Shui: "Okay, don't just enjoy it. Plan 3 is about to be launched. You should plan your escape. Don't let the newbies burst into gold coins. (Squint)"

Lao Bai: "That's right, I'll go home and have a look when I have time. I haven't been back for a long time. (Baring teeth)"

Ye Shi: "Brother, you haven't saved anything in almost two months, right? (Funny)"

I’m the worst: “Damn it, I want to add a bounty to the pangolin.”

Debt-eyed: "Hahahaha, +1, mainly because I've never seen anyone lose an entire level. (Shy)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn it! Just be human!"

There are really mosquitoes in WC: "(bad smile)"

……

Shuguangcheng North Airport.

H-1 Dragonfly transport planes painted in desert colors were parked next to the runway, and porters wearing exoskeletons were pushing forklifts to move boxes of packed supplies into the cabin.

Although the company's killer whale transport aircraft has the advantages of "fast flight speed" and "deployment on any terrain", its transportation capacity resources are limited after all.

The transportation route from the east coast to the Alliance is equally important, and the company is temporarily unable to allocate more "Orca" transport aircraft to this war, so this transport flight from Dawn City to the front line can only It's up to the alliance to resolve it.

The flight range of thousands of kilometers has exceeded the cruising radius of the H-1 transport aircraft, so the No. 81 Steel Plant had to replace some of the batteries of the H-1 transport aircraft with explosive metallic hydrogen.

At the same time, Chu Guang called the Lion Kingdom and asked them to cooperate with the alliance's construction team to expand the airport in the north of Lion City and use it as a logistics transfer station.

In this way, the air corridor from Dawn City to the front line has been opened.

The day of decisive battle is approaching.

Every department and every person in the alliance is like a clockwork gear, busy preparing for the upcoming decisive battle...

"Be good and be obedient. I'll be back in a few days."

"Ugh!"

"Can I take you to eat sweets when you get back?"

"Ugh!"

"...boil it!"

"Blank!"

"Ahem - don't learn that."

Next to the hangar.

Luo Yu looked dumbfounded at Xiao Yu who was holding on to him and wouldn't let go, trying to explain to him that he was only leaving for a few days and would be back soon.

However——

Xiaoyu still had a reluctant expression, several tentacles firmly grasped his arm, unwilling to let him go.

Luo Yu couldn't help but have a headache.

This guy can obviously understand him!

Seeing the movement here, Mosquito walked over holding the back of his head and joked with a smile.

"It's stuck together again, why don't you take it to the front line."

Luo Yu rolled his eyes.

"Get out! I fly a plane, take it to knit?"

The mosquito said with a smile.

"Let's fly together... But having said that, we don't seem to have a two-seater jet yet. I'll think about getting one another day."

Luo Yu couldn't help but remind him.

"It's two hundred kilograms."

The mosquito was stunned for a moment.

"Damn it... I'm afraid that's a bit difficult. You have to carry two less aerial bombs when you sit on it."

Xiaoyu: "Bleach!"

Luo Yu covered his face with a headache.

After a lot of effort, Xiaoyu was finally comforted. Although it was a bit inexplicable that it suddenly behaved well, he couldn't think more about it at the moment.

Plan No. 3 is about to be launched, and the alliance will soon launch a full-scale offensive against the Legion occupying Oasis No. 3 and the Falcon Kingdom coalition forces, giving them the final blow to the already powerful enemy.

However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if there are serious supply problems, the Legion still has a "Saber" fighter that can pose a fatal threat to the Alliance's air force.

In order to cover the five "Yun Ting" ornithopters deployed in the Skeleton Corps, he needed to fly the modified "Ling Yun" fighter to the front line.

Even if you can't shoot it down.

We must do everything possible to hold it back and buy time for the ground troops!

Following Mosquito towards the hangar, Luo Yu noticed that the airport staff were transporting ridiculously large boxes into the cabin, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What are those planes pulling?"

The mosquito smiled proudly.

"'Fat Man' Rocket! The latest product of Goblin Technology, its scientific name is the gas tank bomb!"

Luo Yu was stunned, looking straight at the warehouse not far away.

"I blanch it?! There's...everything in there?"

The mosquito nodded proudly.

"Must have it!"

Luo Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Don't the Army all have 155s? Why are you producing so many of them?"

Mosquito coughed and explained.

"Although we are equipped with a large number of 155mm artillery, our allies have not yet used such advanced weapons. The respected administrator cannot see that these natives are still fighting with medieval front-loading smoothbore cannons, so he asked me to research a Sell ​​them cheap and easy-to-use weapons."

Luo Yu couldn't help but complain.

"And you're going to fool them with this thing?"

"How can you call it a fool's errand?" Mosquito glared at him with dissatisfaction and said with reason, "They ordered this on their own initiative!"

Luo Yu's face was filled with disbelief.

Only a devil would buy this kind of gadget that has no merits except great power and no technological content!

You can just set up a small workshop to produce it, why not make it yourself!

Seeing the disbelief on his face, Mosquito chuckled and continued proudly.

"Didn't the Storm Troopers and Death Troops test the newbies on the front line with pangolins some time ago? The Lion Kingdom soldier following the car was Prince Winter's personal guard. He happened to see the power of the gas tank bomb and immediately moved away. Open your eyes!"

Luo Yu was stunned.

"Can this be the case..."

"That's necessary. Is there any place more suitable for promoting weapons than the battlefield?" Mosquito continued plausibly, "Especially because this thing is easy to set up and easy to operate. A person riding a donkey can pull a cart. The deployment can be completed. After understanding the power of alliance weapons, Prince Winter came to our station overnight, found our commander and placed an order for 5,000 weapons on the spot."

Luo Yu: "...How much does one cost?"

Mosquito waved his hand.

"It's not expensive, only eight thousand silver coins."

Luo Yu: "Pfft!"

Good guy!

Eight thousand!

A miner's exoskeleton only costs 2,000. Another 2,000 silver coins can buy a Type 5 "Light Cavalry"!

This rip-off is too harsh!

Seeing the expression on Luo Yu's face, Mosquito immediately realized that he had gone too far and was worried that he would talk nonsense on the forum, so he quickly explained again.

"Ahem... don't think I make much money. The price of the transaction was actually negotiated by the managers, and the arms sales were done by the alliance. We just took a production order and earned some pocket money, but there was no profit. What you think is so exaggerated."

Luo Yu rolled his eyes and said.

"I **** believe you!"

Whether he believed it or not, Mosquito coughed and continued.

"...In short, the technical content of this thing is not as low as you think, and the cost is still a little bit."

“Thanks to the reviews written by Comrade Pangolin and those newbies, our engineers have slightly improved this thing. Some thickeners, high-energy fuels and azide compounds have been added to the formula, and the power has probably increased. About 30%, and it comes with a continuous burning effect, which is very useful especially for targets hiding in bunkers!"

"Hey."

While talking, Mosquito also felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly.

Luo Yu stared at him dumbfounded and didn't say a word for a long time.

Good guy.

These old players are more and more unworthy of each other!

He originally thought that the battlefield brother was just a military training instructor. Although it was a bit hard, it was not that difficult. He did not expect that he was only standing on the first floor.

Before he knew it, weapons experiments, arms promotion and other operations were all arranged for him.

Luo Yu suddenly felt sorry for Brother Battlefield.

This guy can survive to this day wearing a pangolin vest.

It’s really not easy...