This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 460: There is something new this year!

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He rushed to the position in a hurry.

The warlord took out his binoculars and looked across the way, vaguely caught a glimpse of the man coming, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Not bad.

I am the darkest.

It seems that this time it is the Storm Troops.

Compared to the reckless men of the Death Corps, this wave should be able to perform at least.

I saw about a hundred people lying down 500 meters away, using shovels to dig foxholes with the help of bunkers on high and low slopes, intending to dig forward while digging.

Seeing the brothers acting so hard, Warfield decided to show some real skills, looked at Beaufort aside and gave a serious order.

"Don't rush to fire yet, wait until they get closer and then fire 1

"Yes! Grow taller 1

He nodded after receiving the order, but Beaufort couldn't help but complain in his heart, who was it that started making noises all the way across the distance yesterday?

However, just when he was relieved, he saw the boss kicking the machine gunner's butt.

"Get out of the way, I'll come."

The machine gunner was stunned for two seconds, quickly stood up, and got out of the way of the only heavy machine gun in the entire centurion team.

Seeing that the boss was about to get into the machine gun position again, Beaufort was dumbfounded and wanted to persuade him. However, before his hand touched his shoulder, he heard two sudden gunshots.

Two puffs of dust sprang up in the distance.

Beaufort stared blankly at his boss.

"Sir?"

Looking at the smoking barrel, Warfield coughed and said embarrassedly.

"Hey, I just tried my hand and accidentally misfired."

After saying that, he glared at the machine gunner on the side.

"Why isn't this insurance turned off?"

The machine gunner who was reprimanded in front of him had an aggrieved expression on his face, and it took him a while to hold in his grievances.

"Sir, you told me yesterday to open the insurance when I see someone."

The warlord was stunned for a moment.

"Did I say that?"

Machine gunner: ""

Beaufort: ""

Although there were only two misfires, the clone soldiers in the trenches seemed to have heard the signal. They took their guns out of the trenches and pulled the triggers towards the opposite side, no matter how far away they were.

Only the sound of banging was heard on the battlefield. The sound of gunshots was like the Chinese New Year, but it was thunderous and raindrops

These clone soldiers are not very smart to begin with, and their long-range hit rate is not ordinary.

It is precisely for this reason that almost no officers will issue automatic weapons to clone infantry. It is purely logistical torture.

But even so, with hundreds of people firing in one direction at the same time, the firepower network formed still has a certain deterrent effect.

The bullet suddenly flew to my side, which startled me the most when I was digging a foxhole. I quickly lowered my head for fear of being sent away by this stray bullet.

The cute guys next to me are completely different.

Although I was also shocked, it was a completely different style of painting.

The bullet landed less than half a meter away from his head.

Dazzled by the splash of sand, Rutu Wei'an subconsciously shrank his head, but an excited expression soon appeared on his face.

"Oh my god, this is so exciting1

Not only was he not afraid, he even stretched out his hand to search for the bullet impact point, and actually found a distorted warhead embedded in the soil.

The face of the dead man suddenly showed the expression of discovering a new world, and his eyes were wide and round.

“Damn it! You can also find bullet warheads in this fps game 1

And it’s still hot!

Just for this detail, let him blow it off, okay?

Ah Nie next to him glanced at him and quickly realized something was wrong.

"Brother, where's your gun?"

He was laid to rest and smiled sheepishly.

“Didn’t get 1

Ah Nie was shocked.

"Damn it! Then what are you doing here?"

"Isn't there a shovel here?" Rutu Wei'an winked and smiled, then glanced at the one on his back, "It's okay, I'll use it when you die."

Ah Nie: "???"

At this moment, his left ear suddenly heard a whooshing sound, and the hot touch almost flew past his earlobe.

The bullet did not hit him.

Instead, it hit another player twenty meters behind him.

"Wuga——1

Exaggerated screams echoed in the open space, and a blood hole was instantly printed on the player's shoulder. The tiger's body shook violently, and then it seemed as if a mask of pain appeared, and it fell on the ground like an earthworm. Tangled into a ball.

After twisting for a long time, he suddenly saw everyone around him looking at him. The guy couldn't continue the act, so he smiled and stopped.

"Hey, I forgot, I don't seem to feel any pain. Which of you has a bandage? This blood is coming out."

I rolled my eyes and looked away from this guy.

A bandage is fine.

The person is going to die soon. I want a hammer and bandage.

Looking at the crackling gunfire in front of me, I pulled out my pistol and fired a shot in front of me, shouting loudly.

"Brothers! Move the shovel and dig hard! Don't stop——1

Nonai’s!

This piece of shit, Warlander, is not a human being!

Just giving him my head like this, I always feel like I’m giving this guy an advantage.

You must give him some color!

My darkest eyes rolled around, and I suddenly had an idea in my mind, and I shouted.

“The boss of section g53-7 is right in front! Catch the guy named Pangolin, kill him, and reward 1,000 silver coins1

When they heard that the reward was 1,000 silver coins, the cute newcomers who spread out and lay down were instantly excited!

Several people almost stood up. Just as their shoulders were raised half an inch, they were suppressed back by the firepower from the front positions.

But in addition to the reckless ones, there are also more rational players among these newcomers. They shouted at me and asked in the darkest voice.

"Boss, how do I enable ID mode?"

This sentence confused me the most.

"What, show ID mode?"

Na Mengxin said of course.

"Yes! It just displays the character's name, otherwise how would I know which one is called a pangolin?"

As soon as I heard this, I reacted immediately.

Yes.

The newbies have never seen that guy.

"Don't worry about it so much, just catch the one with the flat nose and the ugliest one and be done with it——"

As soon as I finished speaking, a cloud of blood mist burst out from my darkest forehead. I groaned before I even had time to make a sound before I was disconnected.

Seeing that the commander was killed, all the newbies were dumbfounded.

"Fuck"

"Big brother?"

The head was broken into a watermelon, and the person was obviously very cold.

Ah Nie looked at Fu Tu Weian who was lying next to him with a confused look on his face.

"What should we do now?"

Wei An swallowed his saliva when he was buried.

"Don't ask me. I want to be quiet."

The truck that brought them here has already left.

There was only a small motorcycle left leaning at the back. It seemed to be the commander's own, and he was probably riding it when he planned to charge.

A player of the strength system gritted his teeth. He couldn't stand the grievance of being suppressed by the enemy's firepower, and he couldn't stand the endless digging and digging, and let out a roar.

"Brothers! Go ahead 1

"Avenge my blackest brother 1

This voice immediately received responses from countless robes, and the players got up from the ground one after another.

Those with guns inserted their bayonets, and those without guns held shovels. Accompanied by the roar of mountains and tsunamis, they launched a fearless charge.

"Chong ah 1

"嗷嗷嗷1

"Explode gold coins, **** 1

Facts prove it.

A hundred people scattered and rushed forward, which was more effective than running forward in a group.

And these newbies are not completely devoid of their own thinking.

Seeing someone being sent away by a machine gun, the others quickly changed their minds and began to move around.

However, it turns out that this kind of operation, which is common in FPS games, is of no use in almost completely real virtual reality games.

That's a machine gun with a fire rate of 600 fires per minute!

Not to mention that the person holding the machine gun is a second-awakened, third-stage agility sequence boss.

In just one minute, until the last person fell fifty meters away from the position, the entire hundred-man team was killed.

As these newcomers went offline collectively, posts summarizing death appeared one after another on forums in another world.

"Hey, I really should dig trenches honestly"

"It was so stupid to leave the bunker."

“Even if I want to charge, I have to have the right time. I found that the rifle on the other side is not very accurate, because the machine gun is too weak1

"Next time, I have to find a way to deal with the whole cannon, at least take away the machine gun 1

"Who yelled that loudly?"

"I remember he was a fool in the power department."

"Fuck! Who the **** are you calling stupid? 1

"I'm talking about you! xx! Hanbiao 1

“%￥#1

Unlike the newbies who cried like wolves and howled like ghosts, this time the Warlanders felt really good.

The batch of express delivery delivered by Debt Big Eye before was not sincere at all. This time, the newbie can not only dig holes, but also perform a show for him, which is really quite careless.

In order to express his gratitude, he deliberately found a place out of the way to log off and went to the forum to compliment him. When he opened the forum, he almost spit out a mouthful of Coke.

Good guy.

This is like treating yourself as a boss!

I don’t know who started it, but newbies in the entire forum are spreading the rumor that killing a pangolin can earn you a thousand silver coins.

Seeing that the chat among the players was getting more and more heated, and the content was getting more and more cruel. Some people even suggested getting a sugar-coated Ivan. His palms were sweating unconsciously.

I quickly switched to the group I created before and added a few alliance commanders.

"What's going on with you? Didn't you agree to give me a head? Why did you end up blowing my gold coins? 1

I'm the worst: "Damn it! You **** finally came out. Wasn't your attack too harsh just now? I didn't even finish my words1

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Ahem, I saw you fired a shot, and I thought you were urging me to send you away quickly."

The mole on the run in the canyon: "Hahahaha 1

I am the blackest: "#%#1

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Put it aside for now. Who is going to take care of those newbies? Just give them away honestly. Don't ruin my good deeds."

Commander Quanshui: "Why should you care? I think it's good. Don't you think yesterday's wave was too deliberate? You'll do whatever you can. This is the real thing, okay! (bad smile)"

Debt-eyed: "That's right! I just thought about it, it would be so stupid to just give him away."

I'm the worst: "+1, not to mention that you, a strong man in his twenties, are you worried about being overturned by a few newbies?"

Seeing that these dogs were still making noises, the warlord almost stopped complaining and typed at the speed of light.

"Shit! Don't you look at what they are discussing1

Commander Quanshui: "Don't worry, I won't issue them with powerful weapons. Just a few rifles at the bottom of the box won't make you hide in the gun holes and let the clones get in."

Battlefield atmosphere group: ""

Edge stroke: "Suddenly I got excited, let's talk about it being our turn tomorrow. (bad smile)"

Young construction site and bricks: "I will lead the team! (bad smile)"

Looking at that evil smile, the warlord felt his **** tighten.

Seeing that he had been offline for more than ten minutes, he cursed and turned off the computer, quickly put on his helmet and returned to the line.

That night.

At the headquarters of Defense Area 53, Colway finally received a report from the front line.

The moment he saw the report sent from Section 7, he was stunned.

"The ammunition in Section 7 is exhausted?! What happened?"

He just went there during the day yesterday, and specifically checked the supply situation on the front line. Logically speaking, the amount of ammunition for a standard unit is still adequate.

Why is it that even 48 hours have not passed and the ammunition is not enough? !

Is this using bullets as peanuts to drink?

The officer who reported the situation continued with a serious expression.

"In the past two days, the alliance has sent small groups of troops to raid Section 7 of our defense zone twice."

Colway didn't doubt that his pangolin would be deceptive in such a matter, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Is this true?"

The officer nodded.

"I specially sent people to the front line to see the unprocessed corpses outside the trenches. According to the battle reports they provided, they wiped out more than 250 enemies in the past two days and seized 240 rifles. The rest include a pistol and nearly 6,000 rounds of ammunition."

After a pause, he continued.

"They have sent the seized weapons to the logistics department. Some of the weapons need repair, but they should be usable after repair."

Didn't listen to the last words at all.

When he heard that more than 250 enemies had been wiped out, Colway's eyes widened instantly, and he stood up from his chair with a loud noise.

Good guy!

More than two hundred and fifty people!

Two teams of 10,000 people set up a battle line to shoot at each other. Even if they shoot for a whole day, they may not be able to achieve this result.

His first reaction was not that pangolins are like gods with their troops, but was the alliance commander crazy?

After calming down, he turned his attention to the strategic map, pondered for a long time, and suddenly a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes.

"Are they using this method to exclude dissidents?"

The officer standing next to him looked slightly hesitant, but quickly nodded.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

After all, the alliance is not one person. General Griffin sent them an ultimatum. They will definitely negotiate a ceasefire and split into two factions: the main war faction and the peace faction.

Colway could even guess it.

The reason for the peace is simply that the alliance is weak and too small compared to the legion. If it turns into a full-scale war, it may not be able to last for three days.

This is indeed true.

Whether it was the expedition to the Great Rift Valley, the seizure of the Pioneer, or the subsequent invasion of Luoxia Province, it was not the overall will of the legion.

Including the assistance provided by enterprises to the alliance is just an insignificant thing among many matters for enterprises.

If a full-scale war really breaks out, it's hard to say who has the advantage between the Legion and the Enterprise, but he has no doubt that the alliance in such a small area will definitely not be able to survive one round.

But even so, there must be voices from the war faction within the alliance.

After all, although it is difficult to guess the specific supply situation of the legion, it is not difficult to guess that there are problems in general.

Based on this speculation, if he is the peace advocate within the alliance, he will definitely say this to the war faction——

‘Since you are so confident of winning the second half, then you can lead your own team. Or at least provide evidence to prove that the Legion can no longer fight. ’

In this way, it is not difficult to explain why the alliance resorted to such a stupid strategy as fueling tactics.

Staring at the strategic map on the table, Colway squinted his eyes and raised a smile.

"It's a pity that they picked the wrong opponent and bumped into one of my heroes."

After that, he saw the officer.

“Share out half of the ammunition in Section 6 and Section 5, and allocate it to Section 7! We must not let them see what we are and what we are 1

The officer hesitated.

"But what if they adjust their tactics next time and attack other lines of defense?"

Colway smiled, with a confident expression.

"Since we are testing the truth, we cannot hit here and there with a hammer. We must attack one point to break the surface. I am sure they will come again in two days. 1

Anyway.

A dead person cannot be false.

If you can use a little ammunition to consume the most determined fighting force on the other side, you will make money no matter how you think about it!

Not only that, this method can also support war with war.

The enemy never comes empty-handed, and the weapons and ammunition they bring can also be recycled!

"Don't rush to send the captured equipment and ammunition to the maintenance team yet. Once I prepare the battle report, I will send it to the higher-level headquarters together! Let them find a way to get some ammunition for us1

The officer's eyes lit up.

What an idea!

A hundred thousand troops are lined up on the front line, and there are always a few teams defending areas that are not very critical, or are located relatively far back, making them less vulnerable to attack.

As long as the headquarters is made aware of the situation here, they will definitely be given some ammunition!

Thinking of this, the officer immediately stood up straight, performed a military salute, and accepted the order excitedly.

"is 1

Messages are reported layer by layer.

As expected, the news reached Griffin within two days.

He was not surprised that the Alliance sent a small force to raid the Legion's defense lines.

Strategic prudence does not conflict with tactical boldness.

And that ultimatum was only a unilateral notification from his side, not a serious cease-fire agreement. He did not expect that the alliance would be scared by a piece of paper and would not even dare to shoot.

If he were the commander on the opposite side, he would also send a small force to test to see how much the opponent weighed. If he dared to shout, he would have to pay the price.

The centurion named Pangolin is a bit interesting.

Griffin has read his resume.

Although he was promoted by that idiot McClun and was from the Hu Congjun, his ability and loyalty are truly beyond words.

Single-handedly, he hunted down the two-story Deathclaw Mother. When he was defeated, he led his commander across the desert, broke through the enemy's encirclement and returned to the rear.

Whether it was loyalty or bravery, they were both perfect and impeccable, to the point where even he couldn't help but admire them.

It is a waste to decentralize this kind of talent to the front line.

As long as he is a Wilant, or has half the blood of a Wilant, he will transfer him to the Guards as a captain.

The Vaelant people's distrust of foreigners is inherent, and the reason can be traced back to the early days of the Wasteland Era.

"Is there something wrong with this person?" the adjutant standing next to Griffin hesitated, "I always feel that he is playing too smoothly."

Griffin tapped his index finger lightly on the table.

"I don't rule out this possibility. Even the Weilant people may betray us, let alone a foreign race? But so far, apart from his big appetite, I haven't seen any other problems. I don't think so. Will arbitrarily punish a person who has made merit based on his intuition."

Ever since the pangolin came back with Colway, his men have been monitoring that person and found that except for him being able to eat better and taking a longer time to go to the toilet, there was nothing unusual about him. He didn’t even have a camp gate. Out once.

If such people all have problems, then the number of suspects can be counted on both hands.

Griffin thought for a moment and came up with an idea. He looked at the officer standing at the gate of the camp and ordered.

"Send a telegram to the front line and be sure to give priority to the ammunition in the g53 defense zone! The alliance is very likely to launch a retaliatory counterattack against the g53-7 defense zone, and they must not let them see that there is a problem with our ammunition supply1

"In addition, send war reporters to defense area G53-7."

After a pause, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Such a heroic achievement should not be left in the headquarters, but should be electrified throughout the army1

"Must let everyone know1

The heroic deeds of defense zone g53-7 and the pangolins are undoubtedly the rain after a long drought for the Falcon and Legion coalition forces who narrowly lost the alliance and lost the No. 9 oasis.

Although a large number of junior officers expressed doubts about this achievement, after seeing the photos taken by reporters, they could not fault it

The appearance and physique are obviously not from the residents of Luoxia Province. After all, this credit is not made up of civilians

In a certain defense zone, in a military camp, several soldiers gathered together and chatted about the broadcast they heard just now while eating and the newspaper that was recently delivered to the military camp.

"Have you heard? Defense Zone G53 annihilated another centurion yesterday 1

"That pangolin, right? I know him! I heard that when he was following McClun in the southern part of Riverdale, he killed a five-story deathclaw with his bare hands1

"With bare hands?! Didn't I hear that he had a weapon?" A soldier with muscles all over his body widened his eyes and his face was filled with disbelief.

He is also well-known as a ruthless person in the team, but his highest record was just killing a Deathclaw that was two people tall.

And they still used guns and traps.

The boastful soldier curled his lips.

"It's not important! What kind of weapons are not like toothpicks in front of monsters of that level? The monsters that even the Heart of Steel couldn't kill were solved by him. Alliance? Haha, no matter how many people come, he won't be able to kill him. ."

A soldier who had been silent from beginning to end could not help but express a heartfelt sigh.

"So scary"

At the same time, Comrade Pangolin, who was staying in Defense Zone G53-7, was not as happy as he was at the beginning, and there was no smile on his face.

Not because he killed his own people.

Although he still has a moment of silence, holding a machine gun to kill people is just too comfortable. And because he is performing an undercover mission, he will not be punished by the managers no matter what he does, and he does not have to deliberately let the newbies get away with it.

When other people were working as undercover agents, they would raise the muzzle of their guns just one inch, and they would not kill people if they could. When he was working as an undercover agent, he would not only kill him, but he would also shoot the corpse twice more in order to avoid killing him.

However, it didn't take long for him to discover that the alliance's offensive was becoming more and more fierce.

Or to be more precise.

It’s the new people who have grown up.

Especially those newcomers who have already died once, after experiencing the painful "three-day withdrawal", they deeply realize that life is hard-won.

As a result, they, who did not want to die at the speed of light, finally took a serious attitude. Under the training of veteran players, they quickly mastered the skills to survive on the battlefield.

Although these newcomers are not very skilled, when a group of people become serious, they still bring a lot of trouble to Comrade Pangolin's work.

It used to take only one shuttle to send someone away, but now it takes at least two shuttles.

And you have to always be wary of the dirty tricks used by the newbies.

For example, in a recent offensive, these newcomers even used gas can bombs, and a single round of earth cannon almost raised his machine gun position.

Fortunately, that thing had no other advantages except for being louder. It only killed a few clone soldiers and a captain.

Quanshui's explanation for this is - "This is what the newbies made themselves using the ammunition in the warehouse, the sugar and gas tanks in the kitchen, and the fertilizer bought from the fellow villagers."

He almost believed it!

If there was no expert guidance behind this, he would have eaten a bunch of Xie Te on the spot!

The newbies are getting stronger and stronger as they fight, and the battlefield gradually feels a little bit difficult.

Especially when he suddenly discovered, to his amazement, that not only were these newbies treating him as a dungeon boss, but the commanders even regarded him as a military training instructor, leaving all the newbies to him for training.

Good guy.

He wished he had done three jobs by himself!

It’s a big loss to only pay one salary!

In the bombhole.

Looking at the depressed captain, Beaufort swallowed and asked nervously.

"Captain, how many people have we killed in the past few days?"

The upset warlord replied casually.

"More than a thousand, what's wrong?"

Beaufort said with a grimace.

"Captain, the ammunition of our brothers has been exhausted, and all the troops coming over from the Thousand-Man Team have been destroyed! If no supplies are delivered, I'm afraid we will have to go up and fight them with bayonets."

The warlord was about to reply impatiently, "Just use the bayonet."

But at this moment, a sentry rushed in and said with joy.

"Report sir! The supply truck is coming 1

The warlord was stunned for a moment, then the dark clouds cleared from his face, and he stood up from his chair with great joy.

"No, the ammunition has been delivered."

Beaufort was also stunned, looking at the captain in disbelief, his eyes were different from before.

The whole army is short of ammunition, but they can still spare the ammunition and send it here.

Could this guy be the illegitimate son of some big boss?

The warrior smiled, picked up his officer's hat and put it on.

"Let's take a look at our spoils - cough, let's go to the supplies 1

The group of people arrived outside the barracks. There were a dozen trucks parked on the roadside, and boxes full of ammunition.

Seeing the captains happily unloading the boxes of ammunition from the car, the sadness on Beaufort's face was wiped away, and his eyes were filled with excitement and excitement.

"This must be the ammunition of a thousand-man team, right? 1

The corners of Warfield Man's mouth also turned up, he coughed lightly and said in a pretentious manner.

"It seems that the superiors attach great importance to us."

Beaufort quickly flattered him with a smile.

"Of course you are a war hero now. Yesterday's broadcast was still commending you for your heroic deeds! I heard that the news has spread throughout the army. Maybe the battle reports have been sent to the Triumph City."

Not taking the compliment seriously, the warlord just laughed.

"Hahaha, you also have merit1

Patting the adjutant on the shoulder, Warfield stepped forward, picked out two boxes and took a look at them, and suddenly noticed the numbers on the boxes.

g40-1, g40-2

This is

The number of the defense zone?

Suddenly he realized something, and a look of interest appeared in the warlord's eyes.

Calmly letting go of the truck in front of him, he walked to the truck at the end of the queue, randomly picked two boxes and opened the blind box for inspection.

What a coincidence.

The tail numbers are also 1 and 2.

However, the previous number changed to g41.

Seeing this, the warlord was immediately shocked.

Good guy.

Or a serial number? ! !