This Game is Too Real Chapter 560

  As the support of the Burning Corps arrived in time, the garbage man waving his claws rushed into the battlefield, and the entire battle instantly turned into a one-sided slaughter.

   And everyone has thoroughly seen the strength of the trash dude in the tailwind game.

   There is a risk of being beaten into honeycomb briquettes if you face it directly.

   But sneak attack and pursuit, he is not too good at it, with a flick of his sharp claws, the cultists in front of him are torn in two.

   Bathed in blood, Trash Jun, whose killing instinct was ignited, flashed bloodthirsty light in his amber pupils.

   "Hahaha! Cool!"

   Not quite happy, he raised his head and howled excitedly, the deafening roar rippled through the smoke.

   "Ow!!"

   The faces of the nearby believers showed pain, and subconsciously covered their ears.

   Maybe the effect of the medicine is passing, and pain and fear finally found them.

   Staring at the monster bathed in blood, the pair of pupils that were not afraid of death finally gradually became terrified.

   "Monster, monster!"

   "Ahhh!"

   "Don't come here! No—"

  Under the cover of the rain of bullets falling from the sky, the trash-kun, wielding his sharp claws, rushed into the crowd again.

   In just a few breaths, the stump and the broken arm fell to the ground, and there were thirty or forty corpses lying on the side of the fence. error free update

   Seeing the heavy casualties of the enemy, the morale of the villagers behind the low wall was boosted.

   I, who was squatting behind the cover with the villagers, wanted to be quiet and shouted excitedly behind Junk-kun.

   "Nice job! Bro!"

   After saying that, he looked at the surrounding villagers, and said solemnly and solemnly.

   "The Big Horned Deer God has already delivered divine punishment to those arrogant guys! It's time to offer our loyalty and bravery to the gods who protect us!"

   "Hit me hard!"

   Infected by the indomitable momentum, the last bit of cowardice and cowardice were swept away from the eyes of the villagers.

   Everyone burst out with an awe-inspiring cry, picked up the guy and climbed over the low wall, chasing after the fleeing cultists.

"Oh oh oh!"

  Although they don't know until now, what is the name of their own religion, and what is the teaching...

   Looking at the helicopters pouring fire on his head and the dead and wounded believers in front of him, the missionary in gray robes was full of horror.

   "Quickly disperse the concealment!"

   "Don't put your **** on that lizard—" "Everyone is not allowed to step back! Support me!"

   While shouting hysterically, he fled to the jungle next to him as if he was dying.

  The information is wrong!

  This is not like what the locals say, just a small village of two or three hundred people, and the water behind it is probably deeper than he imagined!

   Not to mention, the death claw wearing the exoskeleton is scary enough!

   The news must be reported to the bishop immediately!

   The news must be reported to the bishop immediately!

The mission of    has been completely forgotten by him, and he just wants to stay away from this hellish battlefield at this moment...

   was running around in the woods in a woeful way, even though his face was cut by the vines and branches, he didn't care how long he had run, he stretched out his hands on the tree trunk and breathed in the fresh air.

"Oh shit…"

   can be regarded as running away!

   The sound of gunfire behind him was almost inaudible, and he was gradually relieved, straightening up and preparing to continue on the road.

   However, the moment he raised his head, his entire face lost its blood color, and his heart that had just relaxed was instantly drawn to his throat.

   I saw a power armor standing in front of him, with an old sniper rifle on his shoulder, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

   Although he couldn't see the expression on the man's face through the helmet and goggles, he could feel that the man was looking at him with a half-smile.

   "If I were you, I'd run in the other direction."

  The battle is over soon.

   The resistance of those believers was indeed tenacious.

   Missionary.

  's mission has been completely forgotten by him, and he just wants to stay away from this hellish battlefield at this moment...

   was running around in the woods in a woeful way, even though his face was cut by the vines and branches, he didn't care how long he had run, he stretched out his hands on the tree trunk and breathed in the fresh air.

"Oh shit…"

   can be regarded as running away!

   The sound of gunfire behind him was almost inaudible, and he was gradually relieved, straightening up and preparing to continue on the road.

   However, the moment he raised his head, his entire face lost its blood color, and his heart that had just relaxed was instantly drawn to his throat.

   I saw a power armor standing in front of him, with an old sniper rifle on his shoulder, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

   Although he couldn't see the expression on the man's face through the helmet and goggles, he could feel that the man was looking at him with a half-smile.

   "If I were you, I'd run in the other direction."

  The battle is over soon.

   The resistance of those believers was indeed tenacious.

   Changed to be a general looter, the battle damage was so high that they would have fled for their lives as birds and beasts, but these believers were stunned to fight to the point where there were only about 20 left.

   Half of them are still the ones that lack arms and legs.

   Tossed the meat residue and blood hanging from his claws, Jun Jun couldn't help asking, looking at the hardship of the strongman who got out of nowhere.

   "What did you do just now?"

   After being disconnected for so long, I felt a little embarrassed that the strong man was in trouble, and said with a dry cough.

   "Cough... I took my little brothers to dig a tunnel and plan to bury explosives under their feet... But it doesn't seem to be useful."

  At first, he planned to go to the front line and face the gun, but the one-meter-high low wall blocked his entire mouse.

   Now it seems that the bad idea of ​​digging tunnels is not very good. It's not a good idea for the opponent to have no fixed front. When he finally dug halfway, all the friendly troops began to clean the battlefield.

   Level 99 Picking Up Trash: "Fuck you, you son of a bitch!"

   Qiangren gave him a sideways look: "Che, you're embarrassed to say that I'm the sixth, your tank can't start a regiment, run to the back row to hide, are you embarrassed?"

   Junk Jun was about to refute a few words when Jing Jing walked over with his rifle and glanced left and right.

   "Where's the guy in the grey robe, have you seen it?"

   Junk Jun was stunned, and said with a pat on the back of his head.

   "Fuck! Let that boss run away!"

   As soon as his voice fell, a loud voice came from not far away.

   "He can't run."

   Junkman turned back quickly, and saw Lao Bai in power armor and a group of nine walking out of the woods next to him.

  The missionary in the grey robe was being held by Ye Shi.

   kicked the former's ass, looked at the missionary who stumbled forward, Ye Shi said with a hippie smile.

   "This thing is also called a boss, at best an elite monster."

  The missionary who was kicked on the **** couldn't understand what the soldiers behind him said, and he didn't dare to resist, and got up from the ground tremblingly.

   "Ye Shi! Old Bai!" Looking at the familiar faces, Jun Jun's face showed an excited expression.

  Not only Lao Bai and Ye Shi, Gu Feng, Fang Chang, and Quit Smoking are also here!

   "Haha, long time no see!"

   patted Brother Junk on the shoulder, and Lao Bai continued with a smile.

   "Looks like we came just in time."

   walked through the collapsed fence gate to the side where I wanted to be quiet. The mayor of Dust Town, Qin Botian, looked at the group of heavily armed soldiers and said nervously.

   "May I ask who these..."

  I wanted to quietly cough and pull him aside.

   "Those big guys are genetic primarchs."

   Qin Botian stared at him blankly.

   "Base, base what"

   "You can understand it as the Emperor's own son." I wanted to say nonsense quietly, "Whether it's the Great Horned Deer God or the Great Horned Rat... Strictly speaking, they are the Emperor's servants."

   Qin Baitian was shocked in his heart. Essence/Bookstore first update

   nodded.

"I see…"

   It seems that there are more statues in the ancestral hall...

   Under the command of I want to be quiet, the villagers of Dust Town started to clean the battlefield, and all the little mice who were hard-pressed by the strongmen also rushed up to help.

   After a few words of greetings between Lao Bai and Jun Jun, he looked at the terrified missionary.

   This guy gave him a completely different feeling than the apostles they had captured from the Bonebiter tribe before.

   At that time, the old man's mouth was tougher than a stone. They did not ask any useful information, so he committed suicide in prison.

   And this guy, it looks like he is a monk halfway through his career, and he doesn't necessarily believe in Torch Church's tricks.

   To put it bluntly, they are speculators in the team.

   Obviously, the expansion is too fast, which is not a good thing.

   opened the visor of his helmet, and Lao Bai stared into the missionary's eyes and said.

   "Start now, I will ask you to answer, don't waste my time, understand"

  The missionary swallowed his saliva, his face turned blue, and he nodded, and said tremblingly.

   "Yes, I understand."

   "Very good. If you think for more than two seconds, I will treat you as a liar," Lao Bai nodded and continued neatly, "Your name"

   "Zhang Zhengyang."

"age"

  “31…”

"gender"

"…male."

"Position"

   "Apostle."

   "Who sent you here."

   "Luo—" habitually blurted out a syllable, he just wanted to stop the conversation, but it was too late. Essence/Bookstore first update

  Old Bai stared at him sharply and asked.

   "Luo what"

   Zhang Zhengyang swallowed and said.

   "Luo Gan... He is the forerunner of Jinhe City."

  The forerunner is equivalent to the bishop of the Torch Church, usually ruling a diocese, while the apostle is similar to the position of priest or priest, equivalent to the grassroots, and the power can be large or small.

   These are all public settings on the official website.

   did not expect to bring out a big fish, Lao Bai stared at him and continued to ask.

"Where is he"

   "In the Sanctuary."

   "what is that place"

"I…"

   Before the guy faltered, Lao Bai took out a map and threw it in front of him.

   "Mark the location and I'll send someone to find it. If there's nothing there, you'll know the consequences."

   Beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, Zhang Zhengyang raised his head wryly and looked at the power armor in front of him.

   "Sir... I, I really don't know the setting of the Sanctuary."

   Lao Bai put the muzzle of the gun on his head.

   "You'd better tell the truth, I'll listen to your lies."

   The missionary turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground on the spot.

"My lord, I swear, everything I say is true! The Sanctuary is the forerunner's hideout, and no one knows his location except him and his henchmen! I'm not even sure if he is in Jinhe City or not. area."

  Old Bai frowned.

   "So he usually hides in that sanctuary and gives orders to you"

"Yes…"

Having confessed to this, Zhang Zhengyang no longer hesitated and continued, "He said that the time has come, the grace of Nago has covered the land, and ordered us to include the survivors' settlement in Jinhe City into the church. The territory of... Now there is a settlement in Dust Town that has not followed the Lord of the Son."

   Ye Shi couldn't help saying.

   "So you're going to physically destroy the people here"

   Zhang Zhengyang faltered and couldn't speak, but he didn't dare not say a word, so he could only whisper.

   "I, I'm going to persuade..."

   ignored his excuses to excuse himself, and Lao Bai stared at him and continued.

   "One more question, what happened to these people"

   As he was talking, Old Bai glanced at him, and his arm was broken by the blast not far away, and he was lying on the ground.

   A cultist who twists like an earthworm.

   That morbid expression doesn't look like pain at all.

   Even, the man was still rubbing the soil with the remaining half of his arm, trying to stop the blood in this way, ignoring the possibility of the wound becoming inflamed.

   "They ate Nago..." Zhang Zhengyang swallowed and said.

   looked away from the believer, and Lao Bai looked at the missionary and asked.

   "Just taking Nago will make this happen"

   Zhang Zhengyang shook his head quickly.

"Yes, of course not. If you only eat nachos at most, you will enter a state of 'divine wandering'. Although there is no pain, but no consciousness. We will inject them with 'holy water', so that they can live in the kingdom of heaven in a state of half sleep and half awake. , and fully obey our orders, without pain and fatigue...whether it be fighting or working."

   Ye Shi was stunned.

   "Good guy, the holy water for mosquitoes is here."

   The wind coughed softly.

   "...obviously two different things."

   "What's the matter?" Fang Chang stared at the missionary and continued, "Is there still that 'holy water'?"

   "Yes, yes!"

   Being stared at by that penetrating gaze, Zhang Zhengyang hurriedly stretched out his trembling hand, took out a metal box from his pocket, and handed it to Fang Chang.

   Fang Chang stretched out his hand to take it, opened it and glanced at it, there was a syringe and six thumb-sized ampoules.

"that's it"

   "I just brought these... I don't often use them." Zhang Zhengyang said nervously.

   Of course he ate Nago too.

   Otherwise, let alone preaching, he simply cannot survive among a group of infection sources.

   However, he will control the amount he takes, eat it in moderation, control the "god wandering" state within three to four times a month, and regularly inject antibiotics to eliminate the bacteria carried in the body.

   In this way, the negative effects of Nago can be minimized, and even a human body can withstand it.

   "So the fighting power of these lunatics is maintained by injections." Ye Shi touched his chin and frowned, "My dear, this cost is not small."

   "Mass-produced medicines are not as expensive as you think, and..." Fang Chang looked at the missionary, "That 'Qi' is with you right?"

  Zhang Zhengyang bit his head and said cautiously.

   "That mutant tribe...was the first to join us in the entire Jinhe Diocese."

   Fang Chang laughed.

   "And that Naguo, which cures all diseases, is also what they help you promote, right?"

   Zhang Zhengyang nodded silently.

"Yes…"

   Without looking at this guy again, Fang Chang closed the box containing the syringe, turned his eyes to Lao Bai, and said in Mandarin.

"Now the thinking is clear, there are two clues, one is the pioneer who is hiding in that 'sanctuary', and the other is the mutant tribe with a scale of more than 10,000 people... But it is probably difficult to rely on us alone. I'm afraid I need to call some brothers to come over."

   Considering that the Torch Church's influence in Jinchuan Province is not limited to Jinhe City, the Burning Corps alone may not be enough.

   Not to mention they sent a centurion over.

   Lao Bai nodded, frowned and said. _o_m

   "The problem is the tide... I'm afraid we don't have many people left."

  According to the notice on the official website, the scale of this year's wave may exceed that of previous years. Especially now that Boulder City is also part of the alliance, the pressure on the defense line can be imagined.

   The large-scale deployment of troops to Jinchuan Province may have to wait until after the wave.

  While the group was talking, new changes appeared among the believers lying on the ground. Some beads of sweat began to ooze from their foreheads, and their happy expressions gradually turned into pain.

   There are also some seriously injured people who simply went into shock.

   Seeing the questioning gaze from the man in the power armor, Zhang Zhengyang said nervously.

   "Nagu's medicinal effect is about to pass..."

  Nago does not heal any wounds, just.

   Let the organism reach reconciliation with the bacteria attached to itself, and coexist under the bridging of the hyphae.

  Once the efficacy of the medicine passes, those originally docile germs will reveal their ferocious fangs.

   And what awaits them is the final death.

   "We have to keep a few alive."

   Lao Bai glanced at Fang Chang and Gu Feng.

   "Look around on them to see if there is any Nago with them, and put them in their mouths."

   Fang Chang nodded seriously.

"Um."

   Several players scattered on the battlefield, and soon found some nuggets on those cultists.

   Then they found those believers who were still alive, and regardless of whether those people's intestines were leaking out, they stuffed Nago into their mouths.

   really works.

   A few guys with their whole faces twisted into a ball that were originally in pain, after chewing for a while, they suddenly calmed down. Others were so badly injured that it was useless to put Naguo in their mouths, so they could only let them fend for themselves.

   After confirming that the ground was safe, a "Viper" transport plane landed on the farmland on the east side of Dust Town.

  Chen Yutong quickly jumped out of the plane, carrying a toolbox and walked to a believer who was paralyzed on the ground.

   The man was seriously injured, half of his stomach was cut open, and his intestines fell out.

Even though he had seen many wastelanders who died in miserable state, Chen Yutong couldn't help feeling a little tingling in his scalp, but he held his breath and gave him a sedative, then stuffed his intestines back and sprayed him with blood coagulation spray. simple wound management.

   "This guy is helpless, let's give him a good time." Walking to her side, Lao Bai glanced at the guy lying on the ground.

   Being scratched by Trash Jun is no joke.

   "I'm not a professional doctor, and I don't expect to be able to save him... These are just some emergency measures," she said after a pause, "requires research materials."

   Lao Bai nodded.

   "Is there anything I can help you with?"

  Chen Yutong glanced at the town not far away.

   "If only I could have a quiet room, I need to do some minor surgery on him."

   "Well, leave it to me."

  Old Bai nodded, tapped his index finger on the helmet twice, and briefly explained the researcher's needs to Jun Jun.

   Soon, the big lizard came over with its tail wagging, pinching its two claws and making an ok gesture.

   "It has been arranged."

   Lao Bai said with a smile.

"Thanks."

   "Hey, you are being polite to brothers, I haven't even thanked you yet." Jun Jun grinned and noticed the female researcher next to him, "This is"

   "Chen Yutong." Lao Bai introduced it in both Mandarin and Mandarin, and then looked at Chen Yutong and said in Mandarin, "This is my friend... His name is a bit weird, you can just call him Junkie Jun."

  Chen Yutong stared blankly at Jun Jun and nodded.

"Hello…"

   Compared to the name.

   She thought the guy's shape was even weirder.

   "How are you, dear lady," Jun Jun grinned, looked at the half-dead prisoner on the ground, and said politely, "Do you need me to help you move this guy to the operating table?"

   Lao Bai coughed lightly.

   "Don't make trouble, you pinch your claws, and you'll lose all your remaining breath."

"cut!"

   Junk Jun rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but envy in his heart.

  mmp!

   These human players of the Goujie, one or two have targets, and even Neeko can't even look down on him since he was a bachelor.

  Oh, wait!

   When he becomes "Yongshi" - even the exaggerated physique of "Mother of Deathclaw", he will make Deathclaws all over the world kneel and sing conquest to him.

   "That...he can talk"

   Watching the trash man walk away, Chen Yutong finally couldn't help his curiosity and asked Lao Bai who was standing beside him.

   She had indeed heard some rumors that the Alliance had some oddities that were tamed by the managers.

   species can speak human words.

   At first, she only regarded those rumors as the worship of the Chrismtype leaders by the general public, but she did not expect that there would actually be a talking death claw!

   This is the first time she sees it in real life!

   "Not only can he speak, but he is also a resident of the refuge," Lao Bai said with a smile, "There is nothing strange in the wasteland, just get used to it."

  Chen Yutong nodded blankly.

   She had heard long ago that a sanctuary in the south was conducting research on transplanting consciousness from the human body to other organisms.

  I didn't expect it to be successful

  Rational analysis, rather than letting the lizard learn to speak, she is more inclined to think that it is a person in a lizard skin.

  Chen Yutong's eyes gradually flashed with interest. error free update

   Things are getting more interesting…

   Megalithic City Hall.

   Chu Guang, who was sitting in the office, received a battle report from the south from Xiao Qi.

   The advance troops of the Burning Corps arrived in Dust Town at 2 pm today, and a fierce exchange of fire broke out with the believers of the Torch Church.

  The player killed a total of 92 believers and captured 11 during the action. Nine villagers were injured or killed, six of whom were out of danger, and none of the players were injured or killed.

   Among the eleven prisoners, one was an apostle of the Torch Church.

  According to the information obtained from the interrogation of the apostle, the Torch Church is expanding its influence in Jinchuan Province.

   The exact reason is unknown.

   At the same time, according to the confession of the apostle, the Torch Church and the local mutant force have reached some kind of cooperative relationship.

   Now, with the exception of Dust Town, a small settlement of two or three hundred households, the entire Jinhe City has been incorporated into the territory of the Torch Church.

  The mission failed this time, and the next time it might be the mutant army.

   In order to prevent retaliation from the Torch Church, the Burning Corps has mobilized the local residents to deploy more fortifications and traps on the outskirts of the town.

   At the same time, the corps elder Bai expressed his request for reinforcements in the battle report.

   Jinhe City has become the forefront of the conflict between the Alliance and the Torch Church.

   At present, Torch Church's local foundation is still unstable, and it has only maintained its rule by means of drugs and exchange of interests. Now is undoubtedly the best time to clear Torch Church's influence in the local area.

If we can find a medical way to relieve the influence of Nago, eliminate the local mutant tribe, and use the correct method to guide the local people to live a normal life again, plant those safe crops, the survivors in Jinhe City will still be rescued. hope.

  The soil contaminated by Nago is not without a way to save it. According to Heya's research conclusion, burning it with fire is enough.

   Reading the report in his hand from beginning to end, Chu Guang frowned and fell into deep thought.

  The things mentioned in the report are not wrong, he also agrees that now is the best time, but the problem is the wave two months later.

   If things go on like this, we might end up fighting on two fronts...

   "This time card is too coincidental.".

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