This Game Is Too Realistic

Even if he didn’t need to do so with his constitution, he always felt uneasy if he didn’t eat one.

Because the players’ performances were outstanding, Chu Guang didn’t find the opportunity to enter the game until the end.

That was a good thing anyway.

Chu Guang was very pleased with the growth of his players.

There was still a big difference in the gameplay between mutants and war campaigns.

Once the battle was over, even the players who got into the game after version Alpha 0.6 would no longer be considered newbies, and many old players could even be considered to be veterans who had experienced three war campaigns.

Moreover, they were still alive.

Chu Guang believed that with this experience, they would be even more formidable next time.

But then again, the combat effectiveness of the Army was still very strong.

Anti-tank rockets, grenade launchers that fired frag grenades, and a machine gun were mounted behind the fortifications.

Fortunately, Garbage broke into their defense line first, otherwise, they might have killed an additional 10 or 20 players.

After the machine guns stopped firing, the fighting was basically over.

The players quickly tore a gap on the east side of the Army’s second line of defense, helping their ally’s exoframes to break through the Army’s line of defense from the front.

The only fly in the ointment was that Garbage himself did not survive and was blasted into the sky by a cluster grenade in the trenches.

The steam boiler was also blown up, causing the boiling water to splash into the sky, and then quickly turn into a firework made of snow and mist.

The scene was extremely spectacular.

Watching the scene from outside the battlefield, Chu Guang was completely stunned. But he still didn’t forget to record it.

It’s not too much to give this scene one second of screen time in the promotional video, right?

Whether it’s strong or not is another matter. As long as it looks cool, then it’s all good.

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The battle on the front line had come to an end and they would take a look at the burning trench next.

A player stepped forward and wanted to pick up the iron-barreled rifle on the ground.

At this time, the clone lying on his back suddenly opened his eyes. He struggled to his feet, and suddenly took a bite at the player’s thigh, frightening the player to hurriedly kick him away.

"Fuck! Are you a dog? Put your hands in the air! If you move again, I’ll shoot…"

Bang!

A gunshot sounded from the side, shooting the clone with half of its face scorched right in the head.

The player was stunned, but the soldier wearing the exoskeleton passed by him and patted him on the shoulder.

"They are all poor people, it’s better to end their suffering."

The player stared blankly at the back of the NPC who walked away, completely ignorant of what the man was saying. Then he glanced at the corpse on the ground, scolding in his heart.

God damn it!

5 silver coins became 5 copper coins now!

Who’s going to pay for my losses?

The work of cleaning the battlefield was going smoothly.

Those clone soldiers didn’t plan to live at all. Some of them had been knocked out by the blast. But as soon as they opened their eyes, they would charge out screaming, only to be shot dead.

At first, players planned to capture them alive.

After all, living captives were more valuable. Slaughtering those who gave up their weapons made them feel very bad. If possible, they preferred not to do it.

However, players later discovered that those people were not normal people at all.

They didn’t know if the AI was not completed or the settings were just like this. Anyway, these clones were like Crunchers with guns, so players stopped hesitating and started to stab everybody they could see on the ground first before searching for loot drops.

As for the Army squad leaders and company leaders wearing navy blue coats, although many of them also showed signs of desperate resistance, when they found that the situation was over, they finally threw away their weapons and raised their hands to surrender.

Compared with the stubborn resistance of the lower-level officers on the front line before they surrendered, the commander, Vanus, surrendered more simply.

This guy didn’t even attempt to run. He sat quietly in the temporary command post, poured himself half a glass of wine, and waited for the exoframes from Pioneer to capture him.

But then again, where could he run in this snowy weather?

Without supplies and guards, it was impossible for him to travel hundreds of kilometers and return to the headquarters of the expeditionary force.

Not to mention there was drone flying overhead. Without the protection of thermal insulation materials, even the air exhaled from nose and mouth could be clearly seen, let alone such a big person.

As long as he exited the door of the temporary command post, his whole person would be lit up like a lamp.

Rather than having his head being pressed in the snowdrifts by the pursuers, it was better to wait here and surrender dignifiedly.

As a high-ranking officer with a full military education, his value was much higher than the average clone soldier and the little slave owners who led the clone soldiers into battle, and the Army allowed them to surrender to the enemy after the battle damage exceeded 90%.

Although he would be demoted one level later, as long as he survived, there would still be a chance.

Enterprise’s people rarely slaughtered prisoners of war, and Lu Yang also really didn’t do anything to him. He just had him handcuffed and escorted back with the surrendering squad leaders.

The personnel of the logistics department built a temporary prison for them out of foam materials in an open snow field, and the prison was even installed with plastic water heating pipes connected to a small boiler for burning wood.

If they couldn’t stand the cold weather, they needed to go outside to pick up firewood by themselves.

Moreover, when they were locked in, the people from Enterprise would take away their coats, leaving them only a single shirt and trousers.

It was snowing heavily outside. People would even freeze when they went out for a wee, let alone running far away.

Without a cold-proof jacket, they probably wouldn’t be able to walk even 1km before they were frozen to death in the snow.

Compared to the captives, Chu Guang was more interested in the equipment they left behind.

These clone soldiers were poorly equipped, with few assault rifles, mostly semi-automatic or even bolt-action.

But it was commendable that they had achieved the uniformity of weapon style and bullet type.

Unlike them, some of Chu Guang’s players had 9mm, some had 7mm, and some had 5mm small revolvers. If the enemies were far away, they wouldn’t even be able to tell where the bullets would hit.

It seemed that this group of marauders who called themselves Army had good logistical capabilities, and there should be industrial support at their rear, but it was difficult to judge the specific level.

In addition to conventional weapons, players also found ten 12mm caliber machine guns and nearly 100 anti-tank rocket launchers that had not yet been used and looked like "Panzerfaust."

This anti-tank rocket was very light, with a total weight of less than 5 kilograms. Although it had nearly 200 grams of propellant stuffed in the slender iron tube, it was disposable and could only be used once.

The front-end warhead was a cylindrical magazine with a diameter of 155mm and a conical hood that would reduce wind resistance. Nearly 1kg of TNT mixed with cyclonite could make it penetrate a 200mm homogeneous steel plate... If it hits the target directly.

Whether it was killing infantry or anti-light armor, this thing could be said to be cheap and easy to use, at least much better than mutant human’s black powder bombs.

The only fly in the ointment was that the firing speed of this thing was very slow, the range was only a pitiful 50m, and the accuracy was very poor.

But even with so many shortcomings, Chu Guang was also overjoyed.

It was a bazooka that was more reliable than goblin rockets, so it wasn’t too much to sell it at 50 silver coins apiece in the weapons store, right?

When players came across something like Crackleclaw Crab, they would definitely have a chance to use it!

In addition to the rocket launcher, there was also a grenade launcher, but honestly speaking, this thing was a bit disappointing. Although it was said to be a grenade launcher, its power could only be said to be average. On the other hand, the remaining frag grenades were all good stuff, and Chu Guang intended to hand them over to Boss Xia and let her deal with them.

It stood to reason that these spoils also belonged to the Pioneer.

However, the Enterprise employees on the Pioneer didn’t like these old equipment at all. To them, the only usefulness of those weapons was that they could recycle them as scrap iron. But in that way, they had to spend some energy to pick them up, so they generously left everything to Chu Guang and his men.

Apart from the weapons, what surprised Chu Guang the most was the five light trucks.

The engines used in these trucks were equipped with wood-fired carburetors, which could be started by inserting a log into the feed port; it was a vehicle tailor-made for the wasteland environment.

In addition, in order to adapt to rough terrain, the tires of these five light trucks were designed to be very large. Although it was difficult to drive into the city with larger tires, it was still possible to drive them in the wilderness.

At least on the road from the outpost to the operation camp, players no longer had to travel on two legs.

Cleaning the battlefield would take some time.

Chu Guang found a few players who could drive, and after familiarizing themselves with the operation of the trucks, they drove the light truck to an open space with less vegetation, waiting for the players to recover the spoils and the bodies of their teammates.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to ask his players to bring woven bags, otherwise these players would have to make a dozen more trips to load the loot they picked up.

Looking at the players who carried the loot onto the truck, Chu Guang suddenly felt that he had made a fortune.

But he knew in his heart that it would be somewhat inappropriate to laugh out loud at this time.

Even if it was for the sake of compensation, he had to look sad.

At least he needed to keep his face expressionless.

At this moment, Lu Yang, who was wearing an exoframe, walked towards him.

His body was covered in mud and blood, looking terrible, but he was not injured...