This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 919: Who is ambushing whom?

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The crackling sound of gunfire exploded in an instant, and bullets burrowed into the convoy like locusts flying all over the sky, startling all the players standing beside the convoy.

Unexpectedly, the Southern Legion still had two brushes, and they actually gathered an army under their noses!

However, the only role of these guys is to scare them.

Listening to the clanking sound, I ducked out of the way with clumsy steps and quickly hid behind the off-road vehicle.

When he was riding in the car just now, his heart was pounding so hard. Sure enough, these guys were ambushing him in front of him.

Thanks to the bonus of high perception attribute, he had a premonition of the threat in advance.

It is precisely because of this that a group of people did not plunge into the enemy's ambush circle, but stopped at the edge of the ambush circle.

The other party obviously didn't expect that they would suddenly come to a sudden stop, and the firepower of the predators hiding on the edge of the abandoned town had not yet been fully deployed.

But even so, the firepower network formed by hundreds of people firing at the same time was ferocious enough.

"Damn it! The firepower of these gangsters is quite fierce!"

I was so frightened that I hid behind the car without daring to show my face.

On the other hand, the other players who came with him screamed with excitement.

Half of them are newbies, while the other half are old men in the corps.

But maybe it was because they were holding back their nerves, even those old guys were yelling.

"Get ready to fight!"

"Fuck it, brothers!"

The battle breaks out instantly!

However, Wyatt, who was hiding in the distance, felt more and more something was wrong.

Especially when he saw the blue "power armor" was so frightened that he hid behind the off-road vehicle, and a group of Guards regiments left the managers and pressed forward swarmly, he felt a strong sense of disobedience. The feeling came to my heart even more.

Is this guy really a manager?

Although it seems reasonable, I always feel that it is full of problems in various senses.

"Hahaha! Try this!"

A heavy machine gun was taken out from the trunk of the off-road vehicle. The strength players in the group roared excitedly and loaded the machine gun with a click.

The thirty-kilogram heavy hammer gun was carried in his hand like a little chicken. He directly held the barrel with his left hand and pressed the **** against the shoulder armor of the exoskeleton.

The muzzle of the 20mm gun was pointed at a low wall 300 meters away. He pulled the trigger without saying a word, and the sudden tracer pierced the predator hiding beside the low wall like a javelin. .

The ferocious firepower quickly overwhelmed the other side, and several looters were beaten to pieces along with the wall.

Blood mist and gravel floated in the air, and the thunderous roar shook people as if the world was spinning.

The **** scene made everyone around him feel terrified.

As expected of a member of the Guards Corps!

It is rumored that those guards are the trump cards of the managers, but now they are indeed extraordinary!

However, the plunderers were only frightened for a moment.

Even if these guys are powerful in combat, they only have about thirty people after all, and they can't even make up a hundred-man team!

Looking at the group of minions whose morale was wavering, the captain who took the lead gritted his teeth and shouted at the centurions beside him.

"Hold on! There are only about thirty of them! We are hundreds of times more numerous than them! Even one spit from each of us can drown them!"

After saying that, he grabbed the centurion by the collar and sprayed spittle in his face.

"Sixth, take a hundred brothers to flank them! Bring the bazooka too!"

"Yes!"

The centurion responded with a loud voice, walked through the messy battlefield with his body buried, and shouted at the minions who were squatting in front of the house and hesitated to come forward.

"Stop dawdling here! Come with me quickly, if you keep dawdling, reinforcements from the alliance will arrive!"

Although everyone was frightened, they finally followed him with the courage to stare at those big copper bell eyes.

The group of people circled out from the west side of the abandoned town, preparing to use the cover of the woods to draw a large circle behind the convoy and catch the group of people off guard.

I have to say that this idea is good, but it is a pity that I chose the wrong person.

Hundreds of minions poured out of the town. As soon as they entered a forest, they ran into a piece of armor that exuded a cold light.

Different from hundreds of people who share ten sets of exoskeletons, these people almost all have one set of "big ones", and several of them even wear "Xiaguang" power armor.

And what is scary is not only the equipment, but also the aura exuded by these people.

These guys are all battle-hardened veterans!

Just by looking at one of the powered armors, the centurion named Lao Liu could not help but feel a chill running down his spine.

It's the Stormtroopers!

But why? !

At the same time, looking at the group of looters coming to the door, Kakarot, who was leading the team, had a sinister smile on his face.

"Damn, after guarding my home for so long, I finally have a chance to move around——"

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "dang" coming from the breastplate.

A raider fired at him, but it didn't leave even a dent in the ceramite breastplate of his powered armor.

Seeing that the blind guy dared to interrupt him, Kakarot immediately pulled out a short javelin from behind and threw it at the guy.

"Whoosh——!"

The sound of tearing through the air penetrated the woods!

With the double bonus of strength attribute and power armor, the javelin was as fast as a bolt of lightning, directly piercing the predator who shot at him, and nailed it to the tree, along with the The thick branches swayed.

The ferocious method shocked the plunderers, and several of them even showed fear on their faces, and couldn't help but move back.

However, there was also a brave guy who bit the bullet and set up the rocket launcher in his hand.

But before he could fire, a transparent dagger slit his throat.

Transparent ripples spread out in the air, and a player wearing an exoskeleton appeared next to the person like a ghost.

With a splash of blood, blood shot up into the sky, and the bazooka, which was turned around, blasted directly into the crowd. Caught off guard, several looters were blown away.

"Oh my god... use high-explosive shells to hit power armor, what are you thinking about, man."

He smacked his tongue when he entered the grave, and quickly turned on the optical camouflage, turning into a transparent ghost and killing the frightened predators around him.

At the same time, gunshots like violent thunderstorms also sounded among the woods.

The battle breaks out instantly!

And it reached a fever pitch in an instant!

Faced with an entire company of Storm Troops, the Marauders, with only a few hundred men, were no match at all. The entire battle was a one-sided massacre!

"Stop them!!"

Seeing that there was no hope of victory, the centurion named Lao Liu yelled hastily, and then ran away in the opposite direction of the battlefield.

However, before he could even take two steps, a whoosh pierced through his neck and hung him on the tree.

Standing behind him on a meteor, Kakarot reached out and pulled out the **** short javelin, flicked it and hung it on his back, and then smoothly took off the spear hanging on the power armor. Short-barreled submachine gun.

The predators on the side looked at him in fear, as if their legs were filled with lead.

Perhaps knowing that they could not escape, they turned their fear into desperate roars and howls, and rushed forward with the objects in their hands.

However, in just a few breaths, the bullets fired pinned them to the ground.

Kakarot, who had used up all his ammunition, replaced the magazine again and glanced at the corpses on the ground, without any pity in his eyes.

The hands of these remnants are all stained with the blood of survivors. They are no longer worthy of being called human beings, and are even more hateful than the alien species in the jungle.

Reloading the submachine gun in his hand, looking at the only dozen predators left, he said in a cold voice.

"Leave no one behind!"

……

At the same time, Hunting Claw, who was taking command in the abandoned town, heard gunshots coming from the nearby woods.

Before he could recover, a roaring shell had already hit the roof of an abandoned house not far from him.

"Boom——!!!"

The deafening explosion shattered the glass of the windows, and everyone in the house hid their heads to avoid it.

"Damn it - why are there still shells?!"

A predator equipped with a modified prosthetic body exclaimed, the original arrogance on his face turned into one of uncertainty.

The same goes for hunting claws.

The deafening sound made him stunned.

Didn’t we agree that it would be an ambush? !

Why are the shells taken out? It feels like the other side is a regular army!

Before he could react, a series of shells hit the surrounding area. Hot fragments were wrapped in black smoke and flew around, and the communication channel was filled with noisy shouts.

"It's a mortar!"

"It seems to be coming from the west!"

"No——! Wait, there is movement in the east too!"

The entire command channel was in chaos, even though they were not hit by EMP weapons.

Obviously the other party does not bother to use such high-tech weapons.

Or perhaps they feel that keeping their radios will speed up their chaos and amplify their fears...

Unable to control his subordinates, Hunting Claw cursed in panic.

"Damn...what are the idiots of the Southern Army doing for food! Where is their big guy! Why don't they use it!"

The guy named Wyatt promised him that they still have a trump card in their hand, which is placed in this town. As long as they press a button, they can instantly turn their opponents into ashes.

Seeing that his subordinates continued to suffer casualties, but his allies took no action, Hunting Claw couldn't help but curse his mother in his heart.

Are these guys planning to stay in the nest and lay eggs? !

At this moment, a plunderer suddenly stumbled in from the door.

Hunting Claw subconsciously pulled out the revolver and pointed it at his head. It wasn't until he realized that the guy was one of his own that he raised the muzzle of the gun.

The man knelt on the ground with a plop, looking very embarrassed, and wailed inarticulately.

"Boss! Their firepower is too fierce! Brothers can't stand it anymore!"

Listening to the banging of cannons outside, Hunting Claw looked like he had seen a ghost.

"How is that possible! There are only twenty or thirty of them in total! There are two to three thousand of you, how can you not stop them?!"

"But, but..." The predator scratched his head anxiously, but couldn't think of how to explain it.

These guys seem to have three heads and six arms. They are so fast that only afterimages are left, and their eyes are more like eagles.

Although the Southern Army also provided them with some exoskeletons, after all, it had only been a few days since they had changed their equipment, and their combat effectiveness had not fundamentally changed.

In particular, the continuous casualties of friendly forces have shaken their will to continue fighting.

In the final analysis, they are just a bunch of bandits, and their organization and training are more than one level behind the regular army.

Three thousand people sounds like a lot, but if it cannot be fully deployed on the battlefield, it is no different from three hundred people.

One person spits at the same time?

Then you have to have a chance to vomit.

At this moment, Hunting Claw didn't even know that the two teams sent out by his men to outflank had been strangled to death by the Storm Troops.

In less than half a minute, another predator ran in from the door and shouted in panic.

"Boss! To the west of us! A group of people suddenly came out! There were thousands of people who heard the gunshots!"

Hearing this, Hunter Claw almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He wanted to open that guy's head and see what kind of tofu was inside.

“Fuck you, there are thousands of people there! There are only 2,000 people in the entire settlement No. 10, how can they conjure people out of thin air!”

The predator's face turned pale and he was speechless.

Maybe there are not as many as thousands of people, but there are definitely hundreds of people.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many brothers being driven back by gunfire.

However, before he could explain, a panicked cry mixed with the sound of gunfire rushed through the door.

"Boss! The Alliance people... damn, they are charging at us!"

Hunting Claw's expression changed completely, and he strode out of the door regardless of the roar of gunfire outside.

It happened that a mortar landed not far away, causing him to stumble and almost fall.

At this moment, he could no longer care about scolding his mother, and hurried to the east side of the town.

At this moment, I happened to catch a glimpse of a powered armor standing on the crooked street.

Seventeen or eighty corpses were lying around the man, and the ruins were a mass of blood and flesh.

There was a hint of fear in Hunting Claw's eyes.

Until this moment, he didn't realize what kind of group of guys he was facing.

It looked like he had been ambushed.

On the contrary, they are more like prey targeted by wild beasts...

At this moment, Kakarot did not know that the leader of this group of predators was staring at him, let alone his psychological activities.

Pulling out the short javelin from a scrapped heavy-duty exoskeleton, he shook off the blood and bullet-proof armor fragments on the javelin, and laughed heartily at the frightened predators. Come.

"Hahaha! It's so enjoyable!"

……

I haven’t had such a hearty battle for a long time. The players of the Storm Troops who entered the abandoned town were like tigers joining a pack of wolves, and the number of kills kept rising.

Seeing that the firepower on the other side was getting weaker and weaker, and in the end it was no longer even perfunctory, the thirty or so people acting as baits couldn't wait any longer, and they all tore off the disguise of "being ambushed" and dropped the baits towards them. He headed towards the town 300 meters away and killed him.

Looking at the players leaving their bunkers and rushing forward, I shouted quickly.

"Damn it, you guys are covering me!"

Before he could finish his words, he was hit back by a sentence.

"Cover you hammer! Just be your bait and just hide here and don't move."

"Start the group, start the group!"

"Long live the manager!!!"

"You have to use human-linked language, otherwise the other person won't be able to understand your screams!"

"What the hell!"

"Ouch!"

Obviously these Dogecoins do not respect him as much as a manager.

Looking at everyone abandoning me and rushing forward, I, the most dumbfounded person, walked out from behind the bunker and rushed forward after chasing those guys.

It's not that he's worried about being alone.

Mainly because I was afraid that it would be too embarrassing if the fight was over and no one was picked up in the end.

However, it is helpless that for him, a sensory player, it is too difficult to support an exoskeleton weighing nearly a ton with strength, and it is true to rely entirely on the overwhelmed motor to catch up with other players. Not very realistic.

When he finally arrived in the abandoned town, the battle on the south side of the town was basically over.

The bodies of looters lay beside the bungalows and walls that had been completely destroyed by heavy guns.

The **** scene was like hell!

Looking at the battlefield where I no longer needed to do anything, I sighed and found a stone pillar to sit down on.

"MMP! You really won't even leave a mouthful of soup for your brothers."

For a moment, he suddenly felt like a manager.

A long time ago, that guy also charged with them.

But I don’t know since when, they have developed to the point where he no longer needs to take action personally.

And compared to that guy taking action personally, they really hope that he can stay in a safe place.

After all, that guy can’t be resurrected like them, and the punishment of death is too great for everyone to bear...

Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is indeed quite lonely. After all, I have all the strength but nowhere to use it.

But the worst thing I thought about was that that guy was not a player after all, and his mentality might not be the same as theirs.

Perhaps he actually enjoys it even after retiring behind the scenes.

This is also unspeakable.

The gunfire in the distance has gradually stopped.

The looters who were more than half injured finally gave up their struggle, abandoned their positions one after another, and fled towards the town.

But this can only delay their death at best.

So far, the Storm Corps has only dispatched two companies of troops, and the remaining three companies are waiting on the road where this group of deserters must pass.

According to the plan, Brother Quan Shui ambushing on the road will kill some of them, then follow the footsteps of the remaining people to their lair, and then kill everyone in one pot.

I patted the dust on my armor and prepared to go forward to join my teammates.

Then at this moment, a warning sign suddenly crawled up his spine and to the back of his head.

In a split second, a figure rushed towards him like a cannonball.

Having a premonition of the threat, I turned around almost instinctively, followed by a punch that caught the sharp claw that was hitting the door in front of me.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clanging rang out, and then I saw a ferocious face.

The man's arm was equipped with a pair of sharp claws. The material looked like titanium alloy, and it actually made two gaps in his fist.

Not only that, this guy's legs have probably been modified, and his explosive power and speed have obviously exceeded the level of normal people.

The hunting claw that failed to hit the target turned over in the air due to the reaction force, and landed on the ground to stand firm.

Rearranging the offensive posture, he stared at the blue power armor, his stern eyes like the poisonous snake spitting out the letter.

Seeing that this guy didn't continue to attack, I just stood there calmly, waiting for this guy to continue to attack.

It's not that he doesn't want to do it himself, it's just that the iron lump is so heavy that he doesn't even bother to move it if it can't move.

After staring at the "Manager" for a long time without finding any flaws, Hunter Claw let out a breathtaking laugh.

"Not bad at skills..."

"To each other."

"Haha, I thought that pampered guys like you would be cowards on the battlefield, but I didn't expect that there are two brushes."

I originally wanted to shrug my shoulders, but the shoulder armor on both sides didn't move at all, so I finally gave up.

"That's what you've never seen me like on the battlefield."

"Really?" Hunting Claw narrowed his eyes, looked deeply at the prey in front of him, and suddenly smiled, "Your subordinates are very strong, but you shouldn't give this to me. Your chance to be alone."

Seeing that he was talking a lot, I couldn't help but yawn.

"Then what? What can you do now that you have seen it."

At the moment when I was yawning at my darkest, Hunting Claw's pupils shrank sharply.

Finally caught that fleeting flaw!

His legs exerted force violently, and the tendons exploded with terrifying force, even cracking the concrete under his feet!

The pair of sharp claws almost turned into an afterimage, shooting at me like a crossbow arrow rising from the ground.

"Go to hell!" An excited roar came from his mouth, and he used all his strength to stab the throat of the man in front of him with the strongest blow in his life.

From now on, he will become a legend among predators! Be worshiped by all the predators in this land!

He will personally chop off the head of the alliance manager!

However, at this moment, the huge fist hit his face like a hammer.

Hunting Claw was suddenly frightened, and he hurriedly raised a pair of arms in front of him to parry, but the hand reaching towards his face tightly grasped the pair of titanium alloy steel claws.

The tough blade made an overwhelming hum, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief after controlling the opponent.

Strength and reflexes are not his strong points. Fortunately, this exoskeleton still plays a role. It uses the remaining power to drive the motor to overload operation, predicting the opponent's next move and at the same time delivering this fatal blow. Blocked.

The blade is deeply embedded in the steel armor, but this also makes it more difficult to break free of the titanium alloy claws.

Looking at the frightened predator, I suddenly turned my eyes and showed a mischievous smile.

"How about I tell you a secret?"

Not waiting for the other party to answer, he lifted off the mask on his helmet.

"Actually, I am not a manager."

The moment he saw that face, Hunting Claw was stunned, as if he had received an electric shock.

Not...a manager?

Then why did they lie in wait here all night? !

Before he could recover, a compact javelin flew from the side and nailed his humerus hard.

The titanium alloy modification component cracked instantly, and he only had time to let out a scream of pain before the ceramic spearhead severed his arm, and then drove into his ribs without losing momentum. .

The electric spark exploded instantly, and the hunting claw that was pierced by the javelin was killed on the spot, and he knelt down in front of my darkest place.

"Damn... you're trying to steal someone's head." I closed the visor of my helmet, threw away the titanium alloy claws in my hands, and gave Kakarot a **** gesture not far away.

The latter smiled and said jokingly.

"Aren't I afraid that you won't be able to defeat me?"

I rolled my eyes, too lazy to argue with him.

"What about the nuclear bomb? Is there such a thing?"

Kakarot walked up to him, pulled out the javelin from the corpse, and put it back into the gun bag behind his back.

"It has been found. It is in the center of the town, but the other party has already activated the nuclear bomb and is scheduled to explode in one hour."

Obviously the other party planned to detonate a nuclear bomb while they were cleaning the battlefield.

This hour should be your own escape window.

However, the Southern Army did not realize that the Guards Corps had been eyeing their actions for a long time and knew the trump card they had in advance.

I want to scare the alliance with nuclear bombs, but I am thinking too much.

My darkest expression became serious.

"Can it be dismantled?"

"It's too bad, we gave up anyway," Kakarot shrugged, but then changed the subject and said with a smile, "And why did we demolish it?"

"Anyway, there is still an hour, and we have roughly determined the coordinates of their lair. We can definitely load it onto the Viper transport plane and send that thing back to their lair."

(End of this chapter)