This Game is Too Real Chapter 394

   Chapter 394 Permission Inheritance (Second!)

   Above the sky.

  The Airship Heart of Steel.

The gun barrel under the    pod slowly moved its angle, locking in the white fog.

   At the same time, in the pod, the main gunner held a note sent by the messenger in his hand and gave an order to the secondary gunner.

   "Artillery parameter adjustment..."

   "The shooting elements are set!"

   "High Explosive Loading."

   "Prepare—"

   "Fire!"

The    leads were pulled back at the same time, three neat cannon shots, and the flames and thick smoke rolled neatly into the white fog.

  Standing beside the observation hole, the sergeant with the binoculars around his neck glanced outside, unable to see where the shells landed.

   I heard three muffled thunders slowly coming, but I couldn't even see the flames of the explosion.

   "...It's so foggy here that you can't see anything."

  The main gunner pressed the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder, and after a long time called out to his teammates.

   "Confirm the hit! Cease fire."

"receive."

   The smoky shell exited the gun chamber, and a sergeant dragged it with a trolley and threw it into a wooden box in the corner of the room.

   The observer walked over to the main gunner and asked.

   "Sir, do you have an action plan today?"

   replied the main gunner.

"No."

   The observer continued to ask curiously.

   "Then what are we fighting?"

  The main gunner glanced at the note in his hand and threw it into the trash can beside him.

   "General McClane's prey."

   The deputy gunner interjected with interest.

   "That big two-story guy?"

   "Otherwise?" The main gunner laughed, "Apart from that guy, is there anything else that our commander should never forget?"

   The observer glanced outside and said with a laugh.

   "Such a fog can really pick the day."

   As we all know, rainy and foggy days are definitely not good days for hunting. Not only will the field of view be limited, fog will form on the scope, perception will also be weakened by the environment, and the accuracy and reliability of the weapon will be affected.

   However, this problem does not exist for xenogeneic species that have long been accustomed to the jungle.

   Especially Deadpaw.

   A humid environment makes it even more dangerous.

   "The native said that the most dangerous place is the safest place... Who cares, today's work is done anyway." Indifferently, the main gunner took off his gloves and threw them aside.

  The three-shot 100mm artillery was the only reinforcement they promised to the hunting team, and they didn't need to worry about whether it worked or not.

   They just need to shoot the shells out according to the coordinates provided by the front line and that's it.

   At this moment, in the urban area more than ten kilometers away from the airship, the street that was hit by three 100mm artillery was a mess.

  The cracked concrete pavement is like a muddy field that has been arched by a plough and harrow, and the concrete chips and cracks are all over the ground.

  The flames rose together with the slightest heat, and the Death Claw standing at the center of the explosion let out a shrill roar.

   Its eyes were blinded by shrapnel, its spine was pierced by armor-piercing bullets, and its flesh was scorched... Although all these wounds were healing rapidly, the continuous wounds completely angered it.

  The serum was blown to pieces in the artillery fire...

   But that doesn't matter anymore.

   Anyway, the passage from the sanctuary to the research area has been opened, and the used serum will continue to be produced, and it will be produced by others in that laboratory.

   And these people in front of me...

  No, these ants.

  It as long as they die!

   "I'm going to tear you apart!"

   "I'll take out your eyes, intestines... all to feed the dog!"

  The vicious curse echoed in the thick fog along with that shrill howl, and dozens of hunched figures emerged from the thick fog.

Some of them stand on the street, some climb on the roof or on the broken walls, rubbing their sharp claws and fangs like blades, their amber pupils are full of desire for flesh and blood, and they move towards standing on the street. The other party of the White Bear Knights approached.

   These are its children.

  Although their size is more than a little bit smaller than the parent body, they are still slightly larger than the garbage gentleman who has already reached the tenth level.

   "giao...was targeted by a group of trash guys!" Not only was there no fear in Tails' face, but he was even a little excited.

   Rourou couldn't help laughing and crying.

   "Why are you suddenly excited?"

   "Fighting against a powerful enemy... don't you think it's very exciting!!" Tail said excitedly, "Don't worry about the flesh, we are shaking people too!"

   It's not just them standing here. Before they went to the appointment, the Death Corps had already set out to ambush near the target.

   Almost at the same time that each death claw appeared, about two or three hundred figures passed through the thick fog at the same time.

   They had gas masks on their chests, a shovel attached to their waists, and their assault rifles had bayonets inserted in their hands.

  Yongshi's eyes narrowed slightly.

   Two hundred and seventy people...

   More than half of them are Awakened...

   A trace of fear flashed in those amber pupils, but it was quickly blown away by a trace of disdain spurting out of his nose.

so what!

   It has pushed the limits of life.

   Every cell in its whole body is condensed with the highest crystallization of pre-war life science and technology.

   It is an immortal king, it is an existence that can stand at the top of the food chain with only flesh, and it will eventually become the overlord of this planet!

   Whether it's humans, mutants, or those rancid-smelling slime molds... they'll all be at its feet in the end!

   "Humble ants..."

  It rubbed the sharp claws of the soles of its feet, and a roar came out of its **** mouth.

   "Tear them up for me!!"

   A shrill roar rushed towards the players like a tidal wave.

   Looking at the surging Death Claw, everyone's faces were filled with high fighting intent, and the blood in their chests seemed to be burning.

   No one showed fear.

   No one backed away.

  The sharp whistle pierced through the thick fog, putting an indomitable BUFF on all the players present.

   For the Death Corps, the charge is the supreme tactic.

   is also their most handy tactic!

   "Brothers! Go!"

   "Demacia!"

   "Oooooooo——!"

   Hot metal collided with flesh and blood, and gunshots resounded through the streets.

   No need to aim at all.

   After shooting the last bullet in the magazine, the charging player didn't stop at all, but directly held the bayonet and killed the claw of death that was rushing from the front.

  The two waves collided together, like a meat grinder rolling together.

   Those amber pupils were filled with surprise.

   is even unbelievable.

   It wasn't long ago that it played against the Legion's Centurion. At that time, it just harvested a few lives at will, and those people withdrew in embarrassment.

   However, these people in front of me...

   They seem to have no idea what death is, and have no intention of taking a step back.

   When the bullets were empty, they used bayonets, shovels, and even stones and steel bars picked up from the ground... That savage style of play, even the beast's eyes couldn't help but write fear in his eyes, hesitating and hesitating in trembling.

these people……

   is a bunch of lunatics!

  More and more children died in the fight, and Yong Shi finally couldn't help but let out a roar, and charged towards the group of ants who were not afraid of death.

   A bloodier fight...

just began.

   When the street returned to silence, it was already an hour later.

  The rising morning light shines in the distance, and it may not be long before the fog that permeates the street will dissipate...

  The dying Yongshi was crawling in the middle of the street.

  It was wrapped in iron chains, dripping with blood, just like Prometheus tied to a rock.

   Although its ideal is not to bring light and heat to the world, but pure malice and darkness.

   As it says, half of the chaos in this land originates from here, and it is the one who opened the magic box completely.

   Those wounds are no longer healing, and as players discussed on the forum, there is a limit to its ability to recover.

  Continuous damage will accelerate the consumption of biomass energy in his body, and if it is not supplemented by food, it will soon break the limit of resilience.

   As players drove round after round of hot metal shrapnel into its body, it finally fell down.

  Although the players also paid a lot of casualties.

   But how can there be undead in a team?

  According to the agreed rules, every sacrificed player can get at least 300 silver coins in compensation - equivalent to the income of the next three days.

  Those dead brethren, probably bragging on the forums by now.

   is also really worth bragging about.

   That is a death claw as high as a two-story building...

   It's the first time they've seen the beta test server for so long.

   "Speaking of which... I forgot to ask, what exactly is that Plan B?"

   panting heavily, he wiped the blood on his forehead with his big eyes sitting on the junk car, looked at the construction site boy and brick and asked.

   The construction site boy and Brick have not had time to answer.

   Sitting on the edge of the water, he replied with a smile.

   "Plan B...just no plan."

   The construction site boy and Brick nodded and said.

   "That's right, whatever plan you want, it's over!"

  If the drum shampoo was here, he would definitely agree with him, but unfortunately his head has flown to nowhere.

   According to the results of their previous discussions with Tails.

  If the sneak attack didn't kill that Yong Shi, everyone would go to the gang fight together... This is their plan B.

   Actually, the construction workers felt that Plan A was completely redundant.

  Before the official trigger of the BOSS battle, the BOSS of this level is absolutely blood-locked, how could it be killed by a sneak attack?

   In the end, I got it anyway.

   It is better to rush to the gang fight from the beginning.

   Debt has big eyes and can't laugh or cry.

   "This is too messy."

   grinned across the edge and patted his shoulder.

   "Otherwise, all the available means have been used... I really want to decide the winner, but in the end, I have to see the truth."

   Said, he looked at the sky filled with dense fog in the distance, squinting slightly.

   That's where the Heart of Steel floats.

   In front of that behemoth, even the mother of the two-story Deathclaw was just a slightly larger grasshopper.

  The savagery that came across the desert is the real threat they have to face...

   Looking at the tail and sesame paste coming towards him, and the big white bear covered in blood, Yong Shi's eyes finally showed a trace of panic.

  It was lying on the ground dying at the moment, no more unrestrained and arrogant eyes, and there was a hint of begging in its hoarse voice.

   "Let me go, I can help you become stronger... Don't you yearn for stronger power?"

   At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the side.

   "There are many kinds of power...we understand power differently."

   Moving his stiff neck, Yong Shi looked in the direction of the voice, and the moment he met the man, his amber pupils shrank suddenly.

   "Aren't you dead?!" Yong Shi couldn't help exclaiming.

  Three days ago, it clearly saw the woman in front of it with its own eyes. After reading the last experiment log, it aimed the muzzle at the temple and pulled the trigger.

   At that time, the fire was flickering, and the brain and blood smeared the wall, and it was a pity for a second or two.

   But now, the person who should have died is standing in front of it again...

  Yongshi's eyes were sluggish, but Sisi didn't intend to explain nonsense to it, just smiled faintly.

   "I'm disappointed, but you don't need to think about those troublesome things... it's over."

   After the parachute jump, she had to travel more than 20 kilometers. The long-distance running on the way made her exhausted.

   But fortunately, we caught up.

   "Oh! It's over to you!" Tail said with a thumbs up, eyes sparkling, "Give it the final blow!"

  Siss smiled and made a gesture of three grams of oil.

   "Oh, thank you Awei."

   cocked the corner of his mouth proudly, and said generously with his tail.

   "You're welcome! Just remember not to break your head! I promise my buddy in the field to leave this guy's dog head to him!"

   As a replacement for the three 100mm guns.

   Thanks to that round of barrage coverage, it at least helped them consume half of the BOSS's health bar.

   "Don't worry... I'll get its head off completely."

   Looking at Si Si, who was approaching step by step with an axe in his hand, Yong Shi's eyes were filled with horror, and his huge body was desperately trying to break free.

  However, the chains that hung the scrap cars and street lamps fixed them firmly.

   "Please...don't."

   "Don't thank me... This axe is specially prepared for you!"

   Said, she raised the axe high above her head and slashed towards the neck as thick as a giant python - one after another.

   At first, the Yongshi was still screaming and begging for mercy, but at the back, there was no sound at all, except for the muffled sound of a blunt weapon slashing flesh.

   Hot blood sprayed all over the street.

   That picture is like a slaughterhouse.

   looked at him from a distance, his big eyes could not help shrinking his neck.

   "Damn it, is it so bloody?"

   The construction site boy and Brick stared straight at each other, and suddenly a sentence came out.

   "Love, love."

   Edge stroke: "..."

  Debt big eyes: "???"

  【Mission: Kill Yongshi (Completed)】

  【Mission: Obtain Vault 79 permission (in progress)】

【Task:……】

   The VM screen flashes a light blue pop-up that the task is complete.

   Looking at the head that was finally cut off, Sisi threw the axe covered in blood lipids aside, and shook his sore right hand.

   "This guy's neck is pretty stiff."

   Tails, who was standing beside him, nodded earnestly.

   "Hmm, it took a long time to chop."

   Rou Rou and Sesame Paste showed a dumbfounded expression on their faces, and mourned for this unfortunate fellow for a few seconds in their hearts.

   Still, no one sympathized with it.

   It may have done some good things, but nothing compared to the evil it has done this century.

   Not to mention, this guy is no longer a human, and they are not so sympathetic to the enemy who shoots at their comrades.

   But then again, although the Yong clan used them insidiously, the materials dropped from it were not annoying.

  For example, the leather of death claw is especially suitable for making backpacks and leather goods. With devil silk, it can make the most advanced protective gear, even stronger than Kevlar!

The only disadvantage of    is that it is difficult to mass-produce.

   But after obtaining the permission of Vault 79, this problem does not exist.

   As long as you get enough psychic interferometers, let alone use the leather of the Death Claw as a backpack, even if you build a "Death Claw Knights", there is no problem!

  The players began to clean the battlefield.

   At this time, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team walked slowly from a distance.

   After calling the Legion's artillery bombardment earlier, he stood by far OB, and now that the battle is over, it's finally time for him to appear.

   glanced at the blood-smeared street, and saw the man on the edge dragging half of his body to the side of the road, he couldn't help smacking his tongue.

   "Damn, how many of you have died?"

   said casually by paddling on the edge.

   "Not yet, a hundred or so... What's the matter?"

   "It's nothing, just a little admiration," the battlefield guy said with emotion, "Your battle losses are still as high as ever..."

   The edge of the water is embarrassed and smiled.

   "Cough, everyone is more reckless... but it's okay, as long as you can win."

   Players who pursue survival rate will not come to the Death Corps, just like diners who want to eat steak will not go to hot pot restaurants.

  Although the level of the Death Corps players is generally not high, only a few players in the T1 echelon have reached LV20, but their street fighting ability is even given a very high evaluation by the spring brother.

   Even if pulled into reality, these people are definitely a group of street fighting masters. Although the fighting instincts honed in countless deaths cannot be quantified by attribute points, no one will doubt their combat effectiveness.

   "Where's the head?" Battlefield guy stretched out his hand.

   "Don't worry, I'll keep it for you." The edge stroked the water and pointed to the trash can on the side of the road, where there was a bundle of sacks with Yong's head in it.

  The head of the death claw, attached to the neck, was the size of a cow, and even if it was drained of blood, it would weigh a hundred kilograms.

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team stepped forward, untied the tight hemp rope, glanced at it, and said contentedly.

   "It's not bad, you can't find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it."

   "You can find a way to get it back, we won't help you," said the edge with a smile, "Speaking of holding this guy's head, can you change to a centurion?"

  The battlefield guy said with a smile.

"That's a must."

   More than a centurion!

   There are other rewards!

The only pity    is that the quest rewards Dinars.

   There is currently no official exchange rate between dinars and silver coins, and it may be possible to stabilize the exchange rate after the Legion map is opened.

   "What about your teammates?"

"They, I left them halfway along the way... It's not convenient for me to make up stories with them," said, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team rolled their eyes and continued with a hippie smile, "By the way, why don't you follow me? If we can go back together, we can say that we are from Bate Street.”

"When you go to so many people at one time, you are fooling the NPC as a fool," Bianshuo rolled his eyes and continued, "Take your time, I will send a few people to your place to check the situation tomorrow, no problem. Bring more people in."

   "Okay, then I won't waste my time here."

   carried Deadpaw's head on his shoulders, and the battlefield guy said goodbye, then turned and walked into the already thin mist.

   looked at the cleaned battlefield in the distance, and shouted to his teammates.

   "Brothers, it's time to withdraw."

   Debt Big Eyes, who had already packed up his equipment, came over.

"where are we going."

  The edge of the water thought for a while and said.

   "Let's go to Xiangling Town first."

   Before the fog dissipated, they had to find a place to put the spoils first, so as to cooperate with the performance after the warlord returned.

   If the airship sees the corpses and the messy battlefield in that place, I am afraid that the battlefield guy can't explain it even if he makes up flowers, how did he get the head...

   Xiangling Town.

   On the central patio of the Municipal Library, the corpses of death claws are lined up neatly, including the big guy with no head...

   The family is neat and tidy.

  Wu Tao and Wang Xu, who were standing aside, were full of surprises.

   Not just them.

   Every survivor in Xiangling Town couldn't help holding their breath and staring wide-eyed.

   Seventeen Death Claws!

   And that two-story matrix!

   Staring at the guy with the missing head for a long time, Wu Tao swallowed and said with difficulty.

   "That dead claw... is dead?"

   Knowing which end he was referring to, Sisi, who was brushing the VM, nodded casually.

   "Oh, dead."

   At this moment, her body was covered with blood, and she was a shocking red from head to toe, and her whole body had completely turned into a **** person.

   When I first came back here, I even scared the children in the village to tears.

Survivors around    looked at each other with more or less complicated expressions on their faces.

   "Dead... If you die, you will die," Wu Tao sighed, his face full of sadness, "I'm afraid the people from the Legion will be here again soon."

   He didn't expect that alien species that eats people and doesn't spit out bones to become their patron saint and protect the village for a lifetime.

   But he had fantasized that those savage soldiers would be intimidated by the power of the big guy, and would not dare to risk coming here to disturb them.

   Feeling a little embarrassed, Sesame Paste whispered.

   "This place will soon become a battlefield, I suggest you move out as soon as possible."

   "That's right!" Tails nodded earnestly and said, "You can go to Dawn City, everyone there is doing well! The distinguished administrator will take you in!"

   "Is that so, thank you for your kindness," Wu Tao sighed and continued to worry, "But this is our home after all, we have lived here for more than a century... You suddenly want us to move out now."

   At this moment, Sisi who was playing with the VM suddenly spoke up.

   "Actually, there is another way..."

  Although she was a little afraid of this crazy woman covered in blood, her intuition told Wu Tao that she might have really thought of something good.

   So he mustered up his courage and asked bravely.

   "What, what way?"

   "Moved to Vault 79. We vacated several buildings, more than enough to accommodate two or three hundred people. If you really don't want to leave your hometown, you can hide there temporarily, and it's the same when you come back after the war."

"Yeah, you can hide in Vault 79 first!" Tail's face showed a stunned expression, and he nodded while touching his chin, "...Anyway, we will probably build a new survivor settlement here, and moving to Dawn City seems to be It's not necessary either."

  Sesame paste hesitated: "But... we don't have the authority to Vault 79, right?"

   Hearing this sentence, Si Si's blood-stained face suddenly showed a subtle expression.

   "Uh, about this issue, I was just about to say...I don't know what's going on, but I seem to have got some of the permissions that belong to that guy."

   said, she handed out the VM in her hand.

  On the screen, it was the surveillance footage of a room in Vault 79, and in the corner of the room, a headshot corpse was lying there.

   That corpse was none other than that.

   It was herself...

(Two episodes are presented, the plot of Vault 79 is over, and the next step is to count the spoils! It's a bit faster than expected, and it's still very conscientious that I didn't split the big chapter into two chapters? Finally, thanks to the “fake teacher” , "21912", "Whatever you say", "Breeder's trumpet", "Won't come back", "Night rain and spring again" are rewarded!!! I haven't eaten lunch, I'm exhausted, I Get some sleep before writing...)

   (end of this chapter)

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