This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 620: Vault 100!
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【"DLZJ-1" naming voting results are out! 】
【1.Death-21%】
【2. Storm—13%】
【3. Skeleton—11%】
[4. Cheese Snow Leopard—9%]
【5. Burning -8%】
【......】
[According to the opinions of NPC managers, the official name of DLZJ-1 is determined to be: Xiaguang]
"So what's the point of voting?" Si New District, Xizhou City.
Standing next to a half-human dead alien corpse, I looked at the server announcement on the VM screen and couldn't help but complain.
He browsed through the voting posts for a long time but did not find the word "Xiaguang". This is a scam!
Ten Fist Man raised his hand in agreement.
"+1, why not call it Storm? It sounds impressive!" Kakarot patted my darkest shoulder and said with a grin.
"You don't understand this. Just read the word "Xiaguang" twice."
"Tear it apart? Kasumi...Hikari, what the fuck?"
After reciting it silently for five times, I suddenly came back to my senses and shouted as if I had discovered a new world, "Good guy, you are using your position to pick up girls!"
Kevin with a Broken Leg: "Report it!" Ghost Hunter also had a smile on his face.
"Hahaha, I must plan and report this with the dog, NPC does not respect martial ethics!"
"Come on, we can't tell who is picking up whom."
Listening to the teasing of the brothers in the Corps, Commander Quan Shui also laughed and joked, and then looked at the entrance of the subway station not far away.
Rotten algae leaves hung on the stained stop signs, like rotten vegetable leaves hanging on the teeth of beasts. The disgusting rancid smell wafted out from the gloomy entrance, as if it was not the entrance to the subway, but the open mouth of a monster.
The danger here is probably no less than in the center of Qingquan City.
Loading the gun, he reached out to close the visor of his helmet, and at the same time put the portable deflector shield into standby mode.
Be fully prepared, he said. "No more nonsense, I'm ready to write the book.
A uniform response came from the communication channel. "Ok!"
The lake in Si New District has been at low tide for some time.
The Alliance used the M-class water pump designed by Camp 101 to pump continuously for nearly a week, and finally emptied the tens of millions of cubic meters of water pressed above Shelter 100.
Perhaps in order to compensate the Storm Troops who missed the server activities due to the bandit suppression operation, Planner Dog instructed the managers to give them the task of "recovering Vault 100".
As we all know, the resources of the shelter are the richest among all ruins, especially a shelter that has been sealed for two centuries and has not yet been opened!
In addition to material rewards, the opening of new shelters
Players are usually given the honor of entering the "Hall of Fame"!
More than that, all players who participate in land reclamation can leave their names on this future novice village forever!
Therefore, Quan Shui took over the task without hesitation. To be precise, this shouldn't be considered a task.
It can be called a reward!
However, even if it is a reward, this task is still not easy.
Although the predators active in this area have died and fled, the threat of alien species still exists.
Especially in the Sixin District where the lake is flooded.
This area is still home to a large and deadly population of arthropods.
In order to ensure the safety of the operation, Commander Quan Shui first called two hundred brothers over and cleared out all the alien species within 500 meters of the subway station entrance before leaving.
As for the task that could have been completed by ten people, this brother stuffed thirty people into it, and the lights of tactical flashlights almost illuminated the narrow subway station into daylight.
If it weren't for the fact that the "battlefield width" wasn't enough to allow too many people to fire at the same time, he might have planned to stuff a thousand people
Go in alone!
After clearing away a few split-claw crabs lingering under the stairs of the subway station, Commander Quanshui reached out and pressed his hand on his helmet before giving the order.
"Team A will follow me and advance forward in the darkest direction. Team B will follow Kakarot and be responsible for outputting firepower and protecting the flanks of Team A. Team C will follow me to support us. Be careful of aliens stealing our butts and follow my orders."
Among the responses of "received", there was my darkest comment. "Generally speaking, don't brothers follow me?"
Quanshui rolled his eyes and said confidently.
"Shut up, I'm a dog official, GKD!"
"....Gan!"
This guy took me one step ahead. I almost suppressed the words "dog officer" that came to my lips, and walked forward cursing.
However, even though he complained, considering that Quan Shui was very reliable every time, he still obeyed the instructions obediently and called on the team members to move forward in formation.
Perception is the vanguard.
There's nothing wrong with that.
......
The actual situation inside the subway station is worse than it looks from the outside. After all, it has been soaked in water for a century and a half, and Xizhou City itself is a paradise for alien species. It is normal for some strange things to be hidden here.
In fact, the water from Xizhou Lake did not submerge this area in an instant, but it was poured in repeatedly several times, which finally led to the complete collapse of the underground facilities in the Fourth New District. It is easy to see from the abandoned clothes, sleeping bags and daily necessities that there were survivors who stayed in this natural shelter for a period of time two centuries ago.
They used cages to capture mice and other small animals, used rotten wooden boards and household garbage to cultivate mushrooms, and hid in the subway station from the howling wind and snow and the radioactive dust falling with the wind and snow. A desperate prayer that it would end.
Those people were obviously not the residents of Vault 100, but the survivors who migrated towards the Northern Rift Valley - since the Wasteland Era and the Wasteland were both concepts that were defined later, people at that time could not yet Call it a wastelander.
Perhaps they had expected it.
The compatriots hiding in Vault 100 will open the door for their pity and take in them who are short of food and clothing.
But obviously.
Their expectations were ultimately dashed.
They are not the ones chosen to go to the future.
Until Vault 100 finally became part of the dust of history, the closed door never opened...
Not once.
The soles of the boots made a sticky sound when they stepped on the wet concrete floor, like the whispers of the dead lingering in an abandoned cemetery.
While adjusting my breathing, I moved the muzzle of the gun and carefully inspected every corner of the abandoned platform.
The water droplets from the ceiling fell on the ground from time to time, or fell on his helmet and shoulders, giving him a creepy coldness.
Especially the creaking sounds coming from the shadows from time to time, which made him unconsciously tighten his already tense nerves.
Even if the shaking flashlight light illuminates the area almost like daylight, there are still unknown threats hidden in places where the light cannot reach.
The light of the flashlight inadvertently caught sight of an overturned vending machine, and a pool of rotting water plants was covered with a colorful sheen, which immediately attracted my darkest attention.
"Something's happening!"
He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, signaling his teammates who were following him to stop. Then he set up his rifle and took two cautious steps closer.
Just when I was about to see what it was, I suddenly came face to face with the colorful pattern that looked like a ghost face.
The bug stared at him intently.
The dense eyes were squeezed into a ball on its face, and the slowly opening cracks revealed circles of short, fine teeth.
Then, it unveiled the arc-shaped carapace on its back, which was as thin as a piece of paper
The wings made a scalp-numbing sound.
"嘁嘁嘁-"
"Shet!"
I was so frightened that I almost instinctively pulled the trigger.
In a sudden flash of gunfire, the basketball-sized beetle was hit by dozens of bullets and was instantly shot into a pool of dark green liquid.
Hearing the sudden gunfire, the members of Team A immediately came to support, and then the sound of spring water came from the communication channel.
"Old Hei, what's going on over there?"
"An alien species that I have never seen before, a bit like... a beetle?"
I was fiddling with the action recorder on my tactical helmet, and with my heart beating wildly, I tried to retrieve the footage I had taken more than ten seconds ago, and endured nausea to share it with other brothers in the corps.
However, the reactions of others were beyond his expectation. Instead of being disgusted, no one vomited it out in disgust, but instead began to appreciate it with judgment.
"This bug is so ugly that it's unique."
"十1"
"The planning of the dog is very careful. The monsters in the new map actually don't have to change the skins and textures. They actually have some new tricks that have never been seen before."
Listening to the conversation of those animals, I couldn’t help but ask. "Damn it, don't you feel disgusted?"
Seeing the serious expression on this guy's face, several team members holding rifles looked at each other, with subtle expressions on their faces.
"It's really disgusting when you say that."
"+1, I would probably be scared to death if I met you in real life." "But this is a game, right?"
"There seems to be a contribution for updating the alien illustrated book!"
Looking at these guys talking excitedly, I was stunned for a long time.
It seems...
Does it make sense?
Indeed, there is nothing to fear about the bugs in the game. Although they look a bit strange, their lethality is much weaker than that of mutants, okay?
Soothing myself, I took a deep breath to calm down my impetuous mood.
At the same time when he had just calmed down, Brother Quan Shui's voice came from the communication channel.
"Old Hei, I leave the sample collection to you. I couldn't hold myself any longer.
"Damn, why don't you do it?!" Quan Shui coughed.
"You're close...just do it.
i#夫%,,
I took out a plastic tube from the tactical vest, endured nausea and squatted down, casually dumped some tissue remains from the corpse and stuffed them into the test tube.
The dark green liquid looked weird.
By the way, they have never seen this alien species in the Xizhou City area for so long. Did this thing migrate from somewhere recently?
The sound of spring water came from the communication channel.
"You discovered it first, give this thing a name."
“I call you the blackest uncle!”
"Haha, I guess I can't pass. If you think about it again, let's give you a chance to be nominated.
I thought seriously for a while.
"Grimace Bug?"
Quanshui: "OK, that's it!"
Generally speaking, as long as the name is not too dramatic, the dog planner will not exercise its veto power to push back.
As the namer of a newly discovered alien species, the player's ID will be included in the setting set on the official website along with the alien species and become part of the game settings.
When the number of namings reaches ten and one hundred times, specific titles can be unlocked respectively.
Therefore, unlocking the Monster Manual is also one of the ways to play in "Wasteland OL", and many players with collecting habits are very keen on this matter.
This has also brought a wealth of research samples to the alliance's biological research institute.
This ends this episode.
Team A continued on the road, heading towards the depths of the subway that had been blocked by the lake for nearly a century and a half. The scurrying bugs also caused a lot of trouble to them who were in charge of leading the charge.
Although these guys are not big in size, they are extremely aggressive and their attack methods are even weirder.
They usually
Lie down and wait until the prey enters the attack range, then it will vibrate its wings and pounce towards the prey, stabbing the prey with the dagger-like stinger hidden in the abdomen, sucking out the body fluids from the prey and feeding on it.
Although their abdominal needles often cannot penetrate the breastplate of the exoskeleton, it is still dangerous to pierce vital parts such as the neck.
In particular, this small arthropod variant usually has a high stealth attribute and is extremely good at blending into the environment. It can always pop out from unexpected corners, surprising nervous players.
Although I have managed to get out of trouble several times, I
The darkest complexion is still a little pale and blue.
He felt that his sanity had almost been sucked away by these little bugs.
Going to the darkest side of me, Ten Fist Man holding an LD-47 assault rifle smiled and joked.
"Brother dei, are you afraid?"
From just now, he felt that something was wrong with this guy, and he was completely different from the one on the surface.
My darkest brow twitched.
"Afraid? How is it possible... I just feel physically uncomfortable when I see the bugs, so I'm not afraid."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of vomiting in the communication channel.
"Poof!"
"Are you too arrogant?"
"I vomited."
The ghost hunter in the graveyard did not tease him along with the dog guys, he just laughed and patted this brother on the shoulder.
"Isn't that just because I'm afraid?" I said angrily in anger.
"Get out! You're the one who's scared, your whole family is scared." Happy laughter came from the communication channel.
"Hey, it would be nice if the battlefield was always there." "+1, that guy rushes fast, hehe."
"This little black guy is so cowardly!"
Seeing that the explanation was not clear, I decided not to explain at all, and rolled my eyes at Graveyard Ghost Hunter and Ten Fist Man.
"Stop talking nonsense, go back to your positions, shut up and get to work!" The old guy from Battlefield must have arrived at Triumph City by now.
Refer not
Where do you plan to live happily? Can I write a book with you when you have time? And it was so fast that it was so many versions ago. Ever since he left the save point, that guy has become more cowardly than a dog spring water! "Received."
After accepting my darkest eye roll, Ten Fist Man made a salute gesture with a playful smile, and returned to their respective fighting positions with Graveyard Ghost Hunter.
The brief gag slightly diluted the scary atmosphere around it.
Although there are still alien species jumping out of the darkness with wings fluttering from time to time, I have gradually adapted to this surprising rhythm.
If you are not sure whether there is a situation, shoot first. If there is movement, add a shuttle. If there is big movement, throw a grenade. If there is no movement, keep moving forward.
Anyway, on your own territory, you have enough ammunition.
After several short and fierce exchanges of fire, everyone passed through the security channel without incident and advanced all the way to the platform.
The tunnel under the platform was dark, and there was still water in the tunnel that had not been completely drained. The depth was probably no higher than a person's knees.
The broken down carriage was stuck in the middle of the tunnel not far away. They needed to pass through that place to reach the entrance of Vault 100.
Looking at the broken down carriage, Commander Quanshui ordered over the communication channel.
"Team A enters the tunnel, and Team BC is supporting at the edge of the platform." "Roger that!" I looked at the teammates aside and gave Ten Punch Man a wink.
The latter understood, stepped forward and walked to the edge of the platform. First he fired a few shots at the abandoned carriage. Seeing that there was no active movement of alien species, he then shot a shuttle into the water before jumping from the platform. Entered the tunnel.
Others also jumped off the platform and stepped into the knee-deep water.
The sewage soaked into the trouser legs, and the biting cold immediately climbed up to the ankles and knees. Even though the helmet blocked the pain, most players couldn't help but shiver.
Feeling the stickiness surging around his feet, the Graveyard Ghost Hunter frowned and sniffed, and couldn't help but mutter something in the communication channel.
"Oh my god, this water really stinks!"
Having gotten used to the smell, Ten Fist Man teased. "Let the dog coin from Quanshui wash our pants when we get back!"
I am the darkest and most unhappy person.
But thinking that the end was just ahead and the mission would be completed if he persisted, he didn't waste any time talking in the communication channel and just said briefly.
"The entrance to the shelter is just ahead, keep going!" Others also shouted with energy.
"Received!"
The ten-man team pushed forward deep into the subway tunnel, pushing away circles of ripples on the knee-deep sewage water.
I always feel my heart beating very fast.
The cold sewage gave him not only a cold feeling, but also a trace of panic that made him uneasy.
How to say it? It’s a bit too quiet here!
At this moment, he suddenly saw pieces of rotten wooden boards floating on the sparkling water in the distance under the flashlight beam.
They are entangled with rotting algae, mixed with floating plastic trash and abandoned debris, and are impossible to see from the platform.
I was slightly startled.
Woodboard?
There are no trees around here, how can there be wooden boards?
At this moment, the "plank" floating on the surface of the water suddenly disappeared, and moved a lot in their direction as if it had moved instantaneously.
Knowing this change keenly, my darkest hole shrank instantly, and I set up my rifle and pointed it in that direction.
"Stop!" he shouted.
Almost at the same time when everyone stopped, he finally saw clearly how the "planks" moved—
That's not a wooden board at all!
But a water strider the size of a wolfdog!
The three pairs of slender long legs were so close to the water that no one noticed it at all.
They lurk in garbage piles and aquatic plants and wait patiently until prey enters their territory, then kick out their powerful hind legs.
The light body makes them almost silent, and the tubular mouthparts exude a murderous aura like spears hidden in the reeds.
This time it’s not just me who is the darkest.
Finally clearly saw the murderous intention hidden on the water. This time, even the most courageous Ten Fist Man could not help but change his expression.
"Holy shit! Mutated Water Strider!?"
This guy is not uncommon in Xizhou City, even second only to warship shrimp and split-claw crab.
Most mutant water striders live on the shores of lakes. They are usually one meter in length, and their thick and powerful limbs can reach up to two meters when fully extended.
They have almost no excess fat on their bodies, and only a few are attached to their outer skin
It has a rich exoskeleton. It attacks by kicking its legs to pounce on its prey, using its mutated fangs to pierce the prey, and then using its pair of forelimbs to break it down and eat it.
The explosive power of a small number of mutated water striders can even push an adult monster over. Therefore, even if the water resources in the Fourth New District are abundant, the alien species in the forest will hardly come to build their nests in this area. Most players don't want to deal with this thing.
On the one hand, it is because it is too fast and difficult to hit, and on the other hand, it is because there is little meat and cannot be eaten. If it weren't for tasks related to xenogeneic prevention and control, almost no one would be willing to provoke these difficult guys. "Isn't this thing living in shallow water...how could it wander here?!"
"Who knows! They pumped the water for a whole week!"
"Perhaps it was those ghost-faced bugs that attracted it... I heard that water striders like to eat small bugs, and mutated water striders should also be like-"
"Don't worry about what this thing eats! You are on its recipe now! Fire up!"
Roaring loudly, I took the lead and pulled the trigger. I pressed my shoulder against the **** of the gun and fired towards the water in front of me.
Intensive gunfire
There was a sudden explosion in the tunnel, and everyone poured out ferocious firepower towards the alien species rushing towards them.
Retreat is impossible.
That guy was as fast as lightning on the water, but their feet seemed to be tied with pieces of ice, making it impossible to run in this **** place.
Once they become intimidated and expose their fragile backs to the mouthparts of these alien species, they will inevitably become prey!
"Team A engages the enemy! Team BC comes forward to support them!"
Hearing the gunfire from the front of the tunnel, Commander Quanshui immediately issued an order, and at the same time deployed the fixed bracket of the Destroyer I exoskeleton and leveled the 120 heavy mortar.
Silently calculating the distance, Quan Shui continued to shout in the communication channel.
"Old Hei! Please spread out to both sides!"
I was holding on to the trigger desperately, gritted my teeth, and took the time to signal to my teammates around me.
"Spread to both sides!"
Just as Team A gave way to the center of the tunnel, Kakarot had already led Team B to catch up.
With a "plop", Kakarot jumped into the tunnel where the water was up to his knees. Kakarot took the lead in setting up the squad machine gun with drum cartridges, and shouted loudly while pulling the trigger.
"Fire-"
"Tu tu tu tu tu!"
The continuous sound of gunfire instantly drowned out his orders.
The instantaneous burst of firepower from the support team formed flashes of light rain in the tunnel, passing through the area in the middle of the tunnel and splashing a series of half-person-high water splashes on the water in front of Team A.
But the gunfire didn't last long.
Team B had just poured out their ammunition for a while, and Team A quickly collided with the mutated water strider that rushed in front of them, and they started a hand-to-hand fight.
Without the output environment, Kakarot made a quick decision, hung the machine gun behind his back, and pulled out the short knife hanging on his waist.
"Rush up and help!"
All the brothers also picked up the melee guys one after another and roared vigorously at Team A who was struggling with the mutated water strider.
"Ouch!"
At the same time, Team A is locked in a tough battle.
Although the hunter lurking in the darkness was detected in advance, the number of
The huge amount of mutated water striders still broke through their firepower network.
I felt as if my chest had been hit by a bull. I fell backwards and fell into the water, almost filling my stomach with sewage.
Seeing the prey fall, the mutated water strider excitedly waved its two front legs, raised its mouthparts, and plunged forward.
Almost by instinct, I avoided the sharp tube piercing the throat. I pulled out the dagger and stabbed the mutated water strider in the head.
There was a dull sound and yellowish liquid splashed.
I suppressed my nausea and continued to stab twice until my flapping forelimbs lost their strength, then I kicked the twitching corpse away and struggled to stand up from the ground.
Almost at the same time, a cannonball landed thirty meters in front of him. The shock wave caused by the explosion instantly pushed him back into the water as he had just stood up.
That was a petrol bomb.
The flames of the explosion were not submerged by the water in the tunnel, but quickly spread on the water.
The mutated water striders that had just woken up from hibernation were swept into the fire.
They struggled and swayed their limbs in the thick smoke, seemingly screaming silently, and then silently turned into ashes and submerged in the water.
As reinforcements from Team B arrived, the players quickly killed the remaining mutant water striders, and the battle in the tunnel ended.
After being fished out of the water by Kakarot, I coughed twice violently and immediately cursed in the communication channel.
"Holy shit! Dogecoin spring water, are you crazy?! Are you using mortars in this **** place?!"
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, brother, it's over, good fight!" Kakarot smiled and patted his back to comfort him, then looked forward, "Look, 100 Shelter No. is right in front,
We are here. ”
I most subconsciously followed his gaze and looked forward.
Behind the burning sea of fire, on one side of the tunnel covered with algae and stains, stood a giant metal gear.
Even though it has been submerged for more than a century, its surface is still as smooth as ever, with no trace of time left.
The blazing flames illuminated its surface, and an eye-catching number was printed on the center of the gear.
Looking at the huge gear-shaped door, my darkest expression couldn't help but move slightly.
Vault 100!
They're here!