This Game Is Too Realistic

65th Street.

Under the clock tower covered with slime mold.

Standing in the center of the carpet, the Queen let out a dry and hoarse roar.

The emotions of panic and anger were like a tsunami, spreading restless ripples along its tentacle-like hair.

The surrounding aliens screamed.

The mother's nest behind it is still giving birth all the time, but those weak "newborns" cannot give it any sense of security.

In particular, the continuous deaths of node creatures have caused it to lose control of the front line, and its children are suffering meaningless casualties.

The scarlet pupils were filled with confusion.

The continuous intensive offensive has lasted for nearly ten nights. It can see the withering of life from the gray-green thick fog.

Yet it doesn't understand.

those people

Why can't they all be killed?

Even after so many days of consumption, they still had the energy to take the initiative.

What particularly puzzled it was that through the thick gray-green fog, it actually sensed a series of familiar "ripples".

Completely incomprehensible.

That group of ants that resist evolution

Haven't you already died once?

Under the collapsed overpass.

The truck covered with slime mold was slowly retreating, and a large number of eaters swarmed towards Lao Bai and his group who were hiding in the building.

Before the truck could evacuate to the end of the street, a rocket trailing flames chased after it and hit the front of the truck impartially.

The warhead exploded with a bang, sparks flying throughout the cockpit, and the high-temperature liquid metal sprayed across the cockpit.

The cockpit is its weak point.

To be precise, the driver's position.

As the bacterial clumps in the cockpit were destroyed, the truck broke down on the spot. The bacterial clumps in the compartment stopped squirming, and the gnawers who had climbed into the cargo box also climbed out one after another.

"Nice!" Ye Shi, who was leaning against the second-floor window with his gun, shouted excitedly.

"The enemy artillery position has been destroyed!"

Lao Bai, who was standing in front of another window, calmly put away the smoky transmitter, glanced at the VM on his arm, and his eyes were filled with joy.

Mission: decisive moment!

coming!

The counterattack has begun!

The tomato scrambled egg holding the LD light machine gun on the side continued to pull the trigger, using the tongue of flames from the gun to tear the gnawers who climbed out of the truck into pieces.

The node creatures were destroyed, and out-of-control gnawers rushed to their downstairs in a steady stream, with a few crawlers among them!

However, the lizard guarding the door is like a door god, preventing the swarming alien species from entering! Every wave of the claws was like a bloody storm.

He tore the rushing crawler into two pieces, his amber pupils in the darkness flashing with excitement and bloodlust.

This alone was not enough. The garbage man who went completely crazy was wildly harvesting and howling incessantly.

"Totally crazy!"

The violent factors buried deep in his blood were completely released, and he felt the strong desire flowing in his blood vessels.

The part of the DNA sequence that is not read

Awakening!

The man next to him fired an arrow from his bow and accurately penetrated the head of another crawler. The fragments of the explosion then shattered half of its head.

The action of setting up a bow and shooting an arrow has almost become a gust of wind!

Guangfeng, who was standing next to him, had a light machine gun pressed against his right shoulder, firing at the gnawing predators that came up.

Although it is difficult to exert the combat effectiveness of the robotic arm alone, it is still quite stable when combined with the KV1 exoskeleton to press the gun!

In order to fully adapt to the hand-to-hand street fighting environment, he simply replaced the bipod under the muzzle with a bayonet, completely transforming into a front row!

The corpses were piled into a hill.

The gnawers on the artillery position have been eliminated, and almost all those rushing up now are alien species from other places.

The wave seemed to be retreating.

However, the alien species that had been withdrawn from the front line hit them right in the face.

Looking at the swarm of aliens coming from the corner of the street, Quit Smoking, who was squatting by the second-floor window and changing his magazine, changed his expression slightly.

He's down to his last two magazines!

"Old Bai, the mission has been completed. When should we retreat?"

"Retreat? It doesn't exist!"

Lao Bai shouted excitedly.

"Brothers, hold on! The whistle for counterattack has sounded! Our reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Ye Shi turned his face sideways and said unexpectedly.

"Reinforcements?"

He had never thought that there would be reinforcements for this mission.

This is already quite far back, and a few steps ahead is the clock tower on 65th Street.

It can be said that the nest is somewhere under their noses!

"Friendly forces on the front line have defeated the wave! They are on their way!"

The moment Lao Bai finished speaking, a harsh scream came from the air.

"Be careful!"

At first he thought it was a rocket attack, so Lao Bai yelled and lowered his head reflexively.

The people behind the bunker on the second floor followed suit, but they soon discovered that what was coming was not a rocket, but a mosquito glider that was more terrifying than the rocket.

The sound was like the roar of a tearing machine, and the rain of bullets falling from the sky drew two arcs of death on the street.

The gnawers crowding the street corners fell instantly like wheat.

Looking at the whizzing silhouette and the fleeting "WX1", Ye Shi had a look of confusion on his face.

"What the hell?! What is that?"

"Mosquito's glider" Lao Bai swallowed, his eyes also filled with surprise.

Obviously he didn't expect that the pile of wooden parts would actually fly.

He thought the mosquito was joking!

"Hahahaha, this is so cool!"

In the cabin of the glider, Mosquito's hands tightly grasped the joystick, his blood-filled face was filled with excitement and excitement, and adrenaline surged throughout his body.

Shell casings were continuously thrown from the cabin, and the roar of machine guns made his legs numb.

It's a pity that the caliber of 7 is a bit small!

The Maxim with the water-cooling box removed has no splash effect. If it were replaced with the same 30mm cannon as the A10, the whole street could be overturned!

A swoop carried away swarms of gnawers.

Mosquito jerked the lever.

The glider whizzed down, almost gliding close to the half-collapsed overpass, and then swung sideways, grazing the leaning building and passing through the gap between the buildings.

The restless heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the mosquito took a deep breath, straightened the fuselage, and then raised the altitude.

This plane is still a bit difficult to control.

Without a gyroscope, he could only judge whether the fuselage was balanced by feeling.

"Damn it, I still need to make the gyroscope and pitot tube. Without these two things, I would be risking my life to fly the plane!"

After muttering something in his mouth, Mosquito took the time to look at the battlefield below.

A comprehensive counterattack has begun.

Company A, composed of 120 players, served as the main offensive force and took the lead in launching the attack. Three companies, B, C, and D, were on standby behind Company A, while Companies E and F spread out from the flanks. It seemed that they planned to penetrate both sides of 65th Street and launch a pincer offensive in conjunction with ABCD on the front battlefield.

In addition, there is a reserve team of 400 people on standby in the rear, ready to make up for any larger casualties in the front.

Despite the large space in this city, there are actually only a few passable roads. It is still difficult to fully expand more than a thousand people.

The advance in units of hundreds of people was already the limit that the width of the battlefield could accommodate.

And if you want to get from the ruins with complicated road conditions to the back of the mother nest, you have to further break up into parts and advance in a group of ten or even three to five people.

However, this is also the advantage of players.

Even when fighting alone, players who receive the mission can still maintain high morale and may even sacrifice without hesitation for the sake of collective victory.

And if it were replaced by mercenaries or the militia of Boulder City, asking them to disperse the team into the ruins and penetrate into the hinterland of the alien species would be almost the same as asking them to die.

Mosquito adjusted the nose of the aircraft and quickly launched the second round of air strikes.

VM has been tied to his thigh and used as a radar.

Through the positions of other players and the flickering gun flames on the street, he can roughly determine where the fighting is fierce and where the alien species are densely populated.

Then swipe it suddenly and you’re done!

When the Mosquitoes began their third round of swooping, the players had completely occupied 67th Street and joined the Cow Horse Team under the overpass.

More than twenty heavily modified KV1 exoskeletons opened the way ahead, the machine guns in their hands spitting out tongues of fire as they strode forward.

They are not only the vanguard of firepower, but also mobile ammunition boxes and a steel city wall!

A group of five or six players followed behind them, some carrying rifles, some carrying Panzerfaust rocket launchers, and light and heavy lances used to suppress high-armor units.

With the support of artillery, armor and air power, Company A's offensive was overwhelming!

In addition, a ten-man team of flamethrowers followed behind Company A.

They wore heavy protective clothing and gas masks, and the flamethrowers on their backs were the mosquito's masterpiece "Hellfire 1.0"!

However, these flamethrowers did not join the battle on the front line.

Gnawers that are on fire will become more dangerous. Facing a dense swarm of aliens, incendiary bombs are a good choice, but Molotov cocktails and fire breathers are definitely not.

The real purpose of the more than thirty liters of fuel carried on their backs is to clear fixed targets.

Such as the brood!

Without the control of the "node creatures", the gnawers on the street became a mess. The too dense number turned into a burden, and they huddled together in an inconsistent manner.

The streets were stained black with charred corpses and slime.

The 88 shells falling from time to time, in conjunction with Company A's offensive, moved forward and quickly recovered a large area between 68th Street and 65th Street.

Some of the alien species retreated to the clock tower on 65th Street at the call of the brood, but more stayed in place, relying on biological instincts to rush towards the players closest to them.

Their movements are fast and furious.

But anyone can see that they are at the end of their tether!

65th Street.

The fungus carpet covering the concrete floor quickly turned into coke under the baptism of flames.

Incubators hidden in shops along the street were destroyed one by one, and players used Molotov cocktails and flamethrowers to destroy the rows of stirring eggs.

Soon, three companies of nearly 400 players completed the suppression of the main road of 65th Street. The burning flames and billowing smoke covered the ominous gray-green cloud.

The blue power armor stood at the front line of the position. Chu Guang held the nitrogen power hammer in his hand and looked around at the messy battlefield around him.

The full circulation system has been activated.

Not even a speck of ash could fly into his armor, let alone spores.

A creeper rushed towards him, but before it could reach him, it was sieved by a group of awakened players with rifles.

Looking at the struggling beast lying on the ground, Chu Guang casually pulled out the silver snake revolver hanging from his waist and shot it in the head, ending its life.

I really miss it when I think about it.

I remember that more than half a year ago, when I had just reached level 5, I took Ye Shi and Fang Chang, who were even more cute than newbies, to Brown Farm to exchange things. A creeper almost wiped out the three of them.

As for now

He didn't even need to take action.

Putting away the revolver, Chu Guang looked at the building with a giant clock not far away.

The dark red fungus carpet has climbed to the third floor, with hyphae as thick as thighs adhering to nearby buildings, and the dark windows are filled with a permeating scarlet color.

That should be the mother nest, although compared to its counterparts in the city center, it is still very young, even infant.

Unimaginable.

It only took less than two weeks for it to develop into this shape. If it had been given a few more weeks, only God knows what would have happened.

Chu Guang waved his hand, signaling Company A, which had arrived under the building, to launch an attack.

The power players lined up in a row, and dozens of 20 light lances were set up and fired in turn. In just one minute, nearly a hundred high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing incendiary bombs were poured out, killing the six tyrants guarding the door and their surroundings. The fungus blanket and the concrete wall were blasted to pieces.

Large areas of steel bars are exposed in front of the players.

Chu Guang continued to issue orders, and the gearing flamethrowers lit the flash caps on the flamethrower nozzles and began to move forward under the cover of other players.

After looking at the corpse on the ground, the canyon-escaping mole muttered to himself.

"really"

Hearing his muttering, he glanced at him.

"Sure enough?"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "The control of the slime mold by the mother nest is not in the form of direct control, but indirectly through the control of the node organisms. Therefore, as long as the node organisms are killed, the wave will naturally be reduced until it eventually dies."

Edge paddling: "Isn't that what I said?"

The fugitive mole in the canyon coughed dryly.

"I summed it up for you."

""

It’s okay to summarize.

Edge Paddling was speechless and looked at the bell tower in front of him.

That should be the command tower of the wave, the mother nest that breeds slime mold and spreads spores.

A team of ten teams has already rushed in to cover the fire-breathing soldiers. I believe that it won't be long before the whole street will be filled with the smell of roasted mushrooms.

It has ended

?

Just when he was thinking this, the sound of an explosion suddenly came from the bell tower, and a tongue of flame more than ten meters long rushed out of the door.

Burning concrete blocks flew out one after another, and a figure several meters high appeared in the billowing smoke. Flesh-red fungi hung on the ground like a skirt, and tentacles floated behind its head like squirming strips. snake.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Looking at the figure walking out of the billowing smoke, Commander Quanshui opened his eyes wide and pointed at the thing and shouted excitedly.

"That's it! The Queen!"

"Heavy infantry come forward with me! Shield wall defense! Strengthen the gun, change to armor-piercing bullets, follow my orders and prepare."

This time he put on a heavy cavalry exoskeleton, with rigid armor from his toes to his hair, so he couldn't give it away for free.

The Queen let out a shrill roar, and from behind her tall body, dozens of tentacles shot out like lightning, stabbing the players standing outside the bell tower.

Twenty KV1 exoskeletons stepped forward and set up the steel plates in their hands to protect the teammates behind them.

The whip-like tentacles whipped over, and there was a muffled sound when a pair of steel plates were pulled out!

Many people swayed slightly and moved back an inch, but no substantial damage was caused by the tentacles.

Quan Shui, who was standing on the front line, was slightly stunned, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

always feel

A little weak?

At this moment, a piercing scream came from the sky, followed closely by a series of dense fire rain.

The flame-spitting glider swooped down and fired bullets from the stairs to the top of the Queen's head.

Although 7's bullets failed to penetrate the horny armor attached to the Queen's surface, they tore into pieces the tentacles extending from its back.

Strings of blood mist and dust exploded!

The ten-meter-long tentacle was broken inch by inch, lying on the ground twisting and struggling like a severed earthworm. The black blood from the broken area surged like a spring, soaking the broken steps in an instant.

The players who were preparing for the BOSS battle were shocked when they saw this scene.

Damn it? !

Is this thing so weak?

Not only the players in Quan Shui and the front line were waiting for the attack, but Chu Guang, who had just set up his Gauss rifle, was also stunned for a moment.

I originally thought that if this thing dared to take the initiative, it would have some trump cards in its hand, but I didn't expect that it would be a desperate struggle.

The queen, whose weak point was severely damaged, let out a roar of pain, and her huge body began to move backwards.

The fungus carpet attached to the building was also squirming restlessly. Scarlet eggs fell on the steps one after another, and unhatched fruiting bodies emerged one after another.

Some of them are missing arms, some are missing legs, or simply have no lower body, only heads and mouths hanging on their necks.

They roar and charge towards the players.

This seemed to be a final charge.

"Fire!"

Quan Shui suddenly waved his right hand forward.

Dozens of rifles and light machine guns released their firepower at the same time, instantly tearing these incompletely hatched gnawers into pieces.

Players carrying light and heavy lances were about to rush up the stairs over the corpses on the ground to pursue the queen who had retreated into the lair.

However, at this moment, the ear-piercing scream rushed in front of them.

vaguely

The battlefield atmosphere team who rushed to the front heard a familiar strange cry.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Head! Mine!"

The swooping glider plunged into the main entrance of the clock tower, and with the propeller rotating at high speed, the nose of the aircraft hit the Queen's chest straight up.

The huge inertia pushed the several-meter-high body to the ground and dragged it forward several meters. The queen, whose chest was stirred by the propeller, let out a roar of pain.

However, soon, the explosion of fire engulfed the glider and the queen who fell to the ground.

The heat wave of the explosion hit his face.

The flying pieces of wood hit my helmet, and I, who was wearing KV1, finally came to my senses and couldn't help but swallow.

“Isn’t solid hydrogen safe?”

He heard that the solid-state hydrogen battery being planned does not use pure solid-state hydrogen as raw material. There are some intermediate substances in it that will make the battery less likely to explode.

It is precisely for this reason that although the energy storage effect of solid hydrogen is slightly inferior to that of metallic hydrogen, its uses are wider than the latter.

The battlefield atmosphere team that stopped was silent for a while and gave an uncertain answer.

"Maybe there's a detonator stuck in the battery?"

Or perhaps explosives with a delayed fuse were placed in the cabin.

The warlord didn't think it was strange, but I was the most shocked and my eyes widened.

"What the hell?!"

Although the plane is made of wood, it is not cheap, right?

At least those two Maxim machine guns were quite expensive. He had seen them in the NPC shop. Each one cost thousands of silver coins!

Commander Quan Shui, wearing a "heavy cavalry" exoskeleton, walked over from behind and glanced at the smoke-filled hall.

"died?"

The battlefield atmosphere team nodded.

"Probably dead."

"To be on the safe side, let's go in and take a look." Commander Quanshui chuckled and patted his arm, "Leave it to you."

The warlord rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.

The protective power of the Miner Type I with welded steel plates is not weak, but it is only a few hundred million points worse than the Type 6 "Heavy Cavalry" of the People's Federation.

Looking at the two teammates who were discussing calmly, I couldn't help but say.

"Wait, why aren't you surprised at all?"

When the commander of the spring water and the edge paddling heard this sentence, their eyes looked a little subtle.

“They are mosquitoes after all.”

"Well, I would find it strange if all the airplanes had useful functions."

I am the blackest: ""

Server-wide announcement: "Queen" was killed for the first time by "WC Real Mosquito"!

Since the player chooses to make it public, the achievement will be entered into the Hall of Fame!

Mission: The decisive moment has been completed

We beat the tide, victory belongs to us!

Both online and offline players saw this series of pop-up windows from the VM or the official website at the same time.

With the "level BOSS" defeated, this new mother nest also lost the last layer of barrier to protect it, and was completely exposed to the players.

The sky in the distance has turned fish belly white.

Barrels of fuel were sent into the bell tower.

The fire quickly broke out.

The scorching flames boiled inside the mother's nest, and together with the hot smoke, they engulfed the egg masses stirring on the fungus blanket, as well as the tentacles that transported nutrients and organic matter one by one.

In the smoke and fire, large chunks of fungi fell from the walls of the bell tower.

Even if the remaining fuel may not be enough to completely burn these thick blankets, they will quickly die if they lose their supply.

Or degenerate into "harmless" plaque.

The players below the clock tower let out cheers of victory.

Since the launch of Wasteland OL, this is the first time for a thousand-person battle.

Many people stood in front of the burning bell tower and took photos with their comrades. Headsets capable of taking pictures were passed between players.

Looking at the burning bell tower on the street filled with morning light, the shock Chu Guang felt in his heart was far more intense than that of the players.

They beat the tide!

There is nothing in this city that can threaten their survival anymore, and this also means that they have truly established a foothold in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Boulder City, located in the West Third Ring Road, may be a potential threat, but for now, they have not shown obvious hostility.

Perhaps the south is where their interests lie.

Chu Guang raised his eyes and looked towards the north, surging emotions surging in his heart.

If neither Boulder City nor Great Rift Valley has any intention of ending the turmoil in the River Valley Province, then this matter is destined to be done by him.

At this moment, a light blue window appeared in Chu Guang's field of vision.

The wave will end in 7 days.

Congratulations, young manager