This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 68: Does the dog plan the whole thing?

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The 12 deer skins are the entire inventory of the shelter, and 3 of them were obtained by Chu Guang from the Yu family after poaching the old Leech's wall.

I couldn’t fault the quality of the deerskin. Both the color and the completeness were excellent. After thinking about it for a while, Liszt finally nodded reluctantly.

"Deal."

The two sides exchanged supplies.

Before leaving, Liszt shook hands with Chu Guang and squeezed out a rather pleasant smile from his face.

"Goodbye friends, if we can see each other again, next time it should be spring."

Chu Guang also smiled lightly.

"We are always here, take care."

"You too."

Suddenly thinking of something, Liszt continued.

"By the way, I heard that there is a raider tribe to the north on the elevated road out of the city. It seems to be called the Blood Hand Clan, and there are sixty or seventy people. It is not a good idea to settle here, even if more of them go north. Robbery, it will be a matter of time before you are discovered by them... Anyway, it is better to be careful. See you later!"

Leaving these words, Liszt left with his caravan.

Chu Guang watched the caravan disappear into the woods and turned back to the wall of the outpost.

Of course he knew that this place was not a good place to stay.

If given the choice, Chu Guang would definitely find a decent place to settle down, preferably one suitable for farming and mining, and without any dangerous geomantic treasures around.

Unfortunately, this is not playing "Civilization". If you can't see 3 luxury and 2 mines within three blocks, you can just reopen it in the upper right corner. The shelter had been built two centuries ago, and even if you wanted to go back on it, it was too late.

Back inside the wall.

Chu Guang looked at Yu Hu, took out a white chip from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you, you helped me a lot."

Seeing Chu Guang take out the chips, Yu Hu's expression changed and he waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, no, what are you doing? I can't accept it."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, rummaged through his pocket and found a piece of aluminum foil about the size of his thumbnail.

"By the way, my eldest brother's illness has been cured. Dad asked me to give you the remaining medicine-"

Seeing that this guy was unwilling to accept it, Chu Guang sighed and took the chips back.

"Okay, since you insist, I won't be humble to you. But you can keep this medicine, I don't lack it either."

It took some time to finally convince this upright young man. Watching him disappear into the forest, Chu Guang thought that maybe he should take out more medicines and sell them.

Listening to rumors, other large and medium-sized shelters seem to have more pharmaceutical businesses?

After all, larger shelters will have dispensing rooms, and I heard that some even have a large stock of medicines.

Of course, just listen to the rumors in the wasteland.

Even in the era of information explosion, we cannot guarantee the authenticity of every message, let alone here?

The players have been quite diligent these days. On average, they can save 5 to 7 reward points every day, which totals 22 points.

Leaving the players with the task of assembling the generator, Chu Guang turned around and returned to the shelter.

When he opened the system and entered the [Administrator Log] page, a light blue pop-up window appeared in front of him.

[Side mission completed. 】

[Reward: Reward points +100. 】

Facing this sudden reward, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

Good guy.

This line of mission has been delayed for so long. He only remembered that the outpost still lacked a generator, but he forgot about the mission reward.

“I’m getting rich!”

Chu Guang was excited. Before he could stand firmly in the shelter, he turned around and walked outside.

"Go outside and wash your face first!"

Advanced blind box!

Don’t be careless with this!

……

North of Linghu Wetland Park, about 1.7 kilometers.

A group of wild-looking men wearing animal skins, with red and black paint on their faces, were heading south along the ruins of the elevated highway out of the city.

They held strange-shaped iron-pipe rifles in their hands instead of carrying the guns on their backs. They looked as if they were ready for battle and were coming menacingly.

The mutated rats on the road fled one after another. Occasionally, a few mutated cockroaches as big as puppies rushed over and were trampled to death or had their heads smashed with gun butts.

However, this also caused a lot of noise.

In addition, the discipline of this group of people is not to be praised, and the jokes and jokes along the way can be heard from a distance.

Several players who were transporting stones from the construction site quickly discovered them and immediately left the mine cart on the side of the road to hide, and the people also hid.

"Who are these guys?" Looking nervously at the group of people in the distance, [Construction Site Boy and Brick] whispered, "Ten people, and three dogs... I always feel that they don't look like good people. Stubble."

"I feel the same way... They are a bit like predators." [Edge Paddling] also watched nervously, holding the knife in his pocket tightly.

Although this does not bring him much security.

"Gan, is there really a siege event?! Planning dog bought a house on the forum??"

"After a rational analysis...he has already heard your words."

"Plan my dad!"

"Shh, stop talking, you two," [Big Eyes of Debt] glanced at the two teammates beside him, and said in a low voice, "Old Brick, go and report the news."

"Gan, why didn't you go?"

"I am an intelligence type! Who the **** can I outrun? Be careful, the strength type can still run long distances."

"Then why not paddle?"

"Go to **** with his perception system! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. There are rewards for reporting valuable information. Have you forgotten?"

After hearing that there was a reward, the boy Construction Site and Brick finally agreed to move.

With his heart beating hard, he hid behind the advertising stand and detoured a full two hundred meters until the group disappeared from sight, then he ran wildly into the forest.

When he arrived at the outpost, the newcomers were cutting down trees, the veteran players were returning with their prey, and some people were setting up stalls and hanging up the game at the market entrance while thinking about making lunch.

It's relaxing.

Ignoring his racing heart, he rushed to the door of the young construction site and Brick, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Predators! Predators are coming!"

Hearing his shout, everyone near the wall was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"What? What predator?"

"Where is the manager! Hurry, go and report to him!" The young man put his hands on his knees and gasped intermittently.

"I'm right here," walked out of the door, with a glimmer of water on his eyebrows, and looked at the player in front of him seriously, "You mean predator?"

"Yes! There is a team of them, ten of them to be precise! They are coming towards us along the north elevated highway. Everyone has a gun and three dogs!"

Chu Guang's face changed slightly, he didn't care about the lottery anymore, and immediately gave an order to the players beside him.

"Get all players near the outpost back! Go quickly!"

"Yes!"

Several players ran away with excitement on their faces. There was no expression of worry on their faces, but rather excitement.

Siege battle!

Unexpectedly, the planning gave them a big job!

However, they didn't know that a certain planner was more troublesome than them at the moment.

Striding to the weapons store, Chu Guang picked up the dozing weapon store proprietress, put it on his shoulders, and picked up her two crutches with his left hand.

"Ah! You, what are you doing, in broad daylight -" Xia Yan, who had just woken up from her doze, blushed and struggled a few times, but Chu Guang ignored him at all. she.

"Shut up."

After dragging this guy to the elevator on the first floor of the nursing home and putting him down, Chu Guang returned the crutches to Xia Yan, who was holding on to the wall, and said seriously while staring at her confused face.

"If you get to the door later, just go into the elevator and wait. I will come and take you down. If I don't come, don't make a sound and hide quietly."

The elevator leading to the underground requires authorization from the manager to start. Chu Guang temporarily locked the elevator. After all, this was the escape route he left for himself.

Xia Yan nodded sharply, not too panicked, at least not as panicked as when facing him.

"I see...wait, the fight has reached this point? Who has reached this point?"

"Predator——"

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot sounded in the distance, followed by two more bangs in the distance. Judging from the sound, it seems to be about two to three hundred meters away.

Chu Guang’s expression became stern, and his blood flow began to accelerate.

Predators!

Coming!

……

Outside the north gate.

The looters who were scattered in a line held guns in their hands, and while shouting loudly, they advanced towards the north gate and shot at the fleeing survivors.

The weapons in their hands are all kinds of, including revolver rifles picked up from merchants, semi-automatic rifles snatched from mercenaries, or even DIY iron pipe rifles.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, in this jungle terrain, it is not easy to hit from a distance of two hundred meters.

And this is indeed the case. After several gunshots, no one fell to the ground. The few survivors beside the wall hid back in the door, and only a few wooden stalls at the door were damaged.

However, the outcome of the battle does not lie in how many people are killed in the battle, but in making the opponent completely give up resistance.

These predators know this.

The art of fear has been taken to the extreme by them.

The intensive gunfire and the resulting fire suppression had an almost devastating effect on the morale of non-professional soldiers.

A survivor stronghold of thirty people can only serve one-third of its combat power, and only one-half of it can hold up to the sky.

There is no need to kill the fleeing survivors on the spot. These rats will flee in all directions, bringing the plague called fear back to their lairs and completely destroying their will to resist.

Generally, in the small survivor communities they plundered, less than one-tenth of the survivors actually died in gun battles.

Perhaps these people will muster up the courage to hide behind a bunker and fire a few symbolic shots back, but it won't take long for their morale to collapse and escape through other doors.

At that time, the elderly, children and women would be left behind, and the fleeing young adults would not be able to outrun the hounds they brought.

This kind of survivor stronghold often has only one final fate.

Or be slaughtered.

Or be enslaved!

"Hahaha! Look at those cowards, they run like mice as soon as the gunshots are fired!"

The strong man with bare arms held a 9mm iron barrel rifle in his hands. He was laughing loudly as he fired, his ferocious face glowing red.

As the ten-captain of the Bloodhand Clan, his name is Badger, a name given by the leader himself. Most of the nine people under his command are his relatives or confidants.

The bloodline of the predator tribe is usually very chaotic. They do not engage in production, advocate violence, and make a living by robbery and extortion. Therefore, there is no concept of family in the traditional sense, let alone the term husband and wife or spouse.

Take the Blood Hand Clan as an example. If a newborn is born, the strong boy will be accepted as a clan member, and the rest will be slaves, either engaged in labor or used as reproductive tools. Therefore, there are often half-sisters, or Half-kin.

These relatives often move together like wolves, and the bravest among them will be appointed as the captain of ten by the leader. And their relatives will also get some glory and become predator veterans or elites, gaining more rights to control their spoils.

"Hey, it's still a blue jacket? It looks like you're going to have fun in there!"

A tall and thin man responded with a strange smile, while loading the shotgun in his hand and continuing to fire at the bunker on the wall.

"Old rules, kill all the young and old, cut off the men's index fingers and tie them up."

"Boss, where is the girl?"

"The first one to come through the door will be picked first. We will only stay for two hours, and those who are still alive after two hours will be taken away."

"Ouch!"

Fifty meters away!

The opponent still hasn’t fought back!

The corner of the badger's mouth curled into a cruel smile.

He knew exactly what these survivors were thinking. He was just waiting for them to come out of the forest and then use the bunker to fire back.

As expected, those people were already waiting behind the bunker on the wall with their guns in hand.

However...

Would I be so stupid as to let my men rush forward?

"Come and light the fire and cheer them up!"

"Okay!"

The predator who rushed at the front lowered his body and lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand. Under the cover of the firepower of his teammates, he threw the Molotov cocktail out with a running start.

The flames drew an arc in the air and fell impartially on the bunker with a three-meter-high wall.

The sparks were torn apart, and the rusty bunker quickly caught fire, burning hot with the flames.

Then there was a second one, and then a third one. The fire on the wall quickly became one, and there were not many places to set foot.

However, what surprised these predators was that the expected screams did not sound, and no one fell from behind the bunker.

It’s like...

These bunkers were never occupied from the beginning?

Badger frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Have these people even given up resistance?

Isn’t that the case?

At least give me a symbolic counterattack...

That slight confusion quickly turned into contempt.

However, just when he was about to instruct the children to go forward and use explosives to break open the wooden door, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the forest.

It's like a signal of some kind of attack!

Almost at the same time, dense gunfire sounded like raindrops from both sides.

The bullets flying "swish" and "swish" were almost close to the scalp, so frightened the badger that he quickly lay down behind a relatively thick tree stump.

Accurate?

Does not exist.

But humans are made of flesh, no matter how awesome they are, they are afraid of being shot to death.

He shouted almost at the top of his lungs.

"All hidden!"

"Spread out and retreat a hundred meters to gather!!"

"Hurry!!!"

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(Thanks to the leaders of "Please call me Xiaodou Bao", "Kevin with a Broken Leg", and "Capable Man" for the rewards~~~~~

Brother, our first order has exceeded 10,000! ! Love you guys!

I will work hard to code! This sudden evolution from the KKK is still a little uncomfortable. It’s not that I don’t explode, it’s that there is really not a drop of QAQ left. )