This Game is Too Real

Twelve deer skins are all the stock of the shelter, of which three were bought by Chu Guang from the Yu family after digging the corner of the old leech.

There was nothing wrong with the quality of deerskin. Whether it was fur color or integrity, Liszt thought about it and finally reluctantly nodded his head.

"Deal."

The two sides exchanged materials.

Before leaving, Liszt and Chu Guang shook hands and squeezed out a happy smile from their faces.

"Goodbye, friend. If I can see you again, it should be spring next time."

Chu Guang also smiled faintly.

"We've been there all the time. Take care."

"You too."

Suddenly remembered something, Liszt continued.

"By the way, I heard that there is a marauder tribe north of the elevated City, which seems to be called the bloody hand clan. There are so 60 or 70 people. It's not a good idea to settle down here. Even if they rob more north, it will be sooner or later for them to find you... In short, it's better to be careful. See you later!"

After leaving this sentence, Liszt took his caravan away.

Chu Guang watched the caravan disappear into the woods and turned back to the fence of the outpost.

Of course he knows that this place is not a good foothold.

If there is any choice, Chu Guang will certainly find a place to settle down. It is best to be the kind suitable for farming and mining, and there is no dangerous geomantic treasure land around.

Unfortunately, this is not playing civilization. You can't see 3 luxury 2 mines in the three spaces. You can reopen them directly in the upper right corner. The shelter was built two centuries ago, and it's too late to go back.

Back inside the fence.

Chu Guang looked at Yu Hu, took out a white chip from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you. You've done me a big favor."

Seeing Chu Guang take out his chips, Yu Hu's face changed and quickly waved his hand.

"No, no, what are you doing? I can't accept it."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something. He rummaged through his pocket and found an aluminum foil plate the size of a thumb nail.

"By the way, my eldest brother has recovered from his illness. My father asked me to change the rest of the medicine for you -"

Seeing that this guy was unwilling to accept it, Chu Guang sighed and took back the chips.

"OK, since you insist, I won't be humble with you. But keep this medicine, and I don't lack it."

After some time, he finally persuaded the honest young man. Seeing him disappear into the forest, Chu Guang thought that he might have to smoke more drugs to sell.

It is rumored that other large and medium-sized shelters seem to do more drug business?

After all, larger shelters will have dispensing rooms, and it is said that some are even equipped with huge drug stores.

Of course, just listen to the rumors on the waste soil.

Even in the era of information explosion, the authenticity of every message can not be guaranteed, let alone here?

These days, the players are diligent. On average, they can save 5 ~ 7 reward points every day, and there are also 22 points.

The task of assembling the generator was left to the players. Chu Guang turned and returned to the shelter.

When he opened the system and entered the [manager log] page, a light blue pop-up window appeared in front of him.

[the branch line task is completed.]

[reward: reward points + 100.]

In the face of this sudden reward, Chu Guang was stunned.

good heavens.

This branch line mission was delayed for so long. He only remembered that the outpost still lacked a generator, but he forgot the task reward.

"I'm rich!"

Chu Guang was excited. His forefoot hadn't stood firm in the shelter yet. He turned and walked outside.

"I have to wash my face outside first!"

Advanced blind box!

This thing can't be hasty!

……

About 1.7 kilometers north of Linghu Wetland Park.

A group of wild men, dressed in animal skins and painted with red and black paint on their faces, are moving south along the ruins of the viaduct out of the city.

Instead of carrying their guns on their backs, they were holding iron tube rifles with strange shapes in their hands. It was like they were ready for battle.

The mutant mice on the road fled one after another. Occasionally, a few mutant cockroaches the size of a dog rushed over and were trampled to death, or their skulls were smashed with the butt of a gun.

However, it also made a lot of noise.

In addition, due to the discipline of these people, they really dare not compliment. They can hear gags all the way from a distance.

Several players who transported stones from the construction site soon found them and immediately left the harvester on the roadside to hide, and the people also hid.

"Who are these guys?" looking nervously at the group in the distance, [construction site youth and brick] whispered, "ten people and three dogs... I always feel that they don't look like good stubble."

"I feel the same way... They're a bit like predators." [edge stroke] also looked nervously and clenched the knife in his pocket.

Although it doesn't bring him too much security.

"Gan, it's really a siege?! the dog planned to buy a house in the forum

"A wave of rational analysis... He has heard your words."

"My father!"

"Shh, you two stop talking," [big eyes] glanced at the two teammates beside him and whispered, "old brick, you report."

"Gan, why didn't you go?"

"I'm in the intelligence department! Who can I run? Be careful. It's OK to run long distances in the strength department."

"Then why not go boating?"

"His perception is a hair off! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. There is a reward for reporting valuable information. Have you forgotten?"

Hearing that there was a reward, the juvenile construction site and brick were finally willing to move.

His heart beat badly. He hid behind the advertising rack and walked around for a full 200 meters. Until the group disappeared from sight, he spread his legs and ran into the forest.

When he arrived at the outpost, the new people were cutting down trees, the old players were coming back with their prey, and others were setting up a stall at the entrance of the market and hanging up while thinking about making lunch.

A leisurely scene.

Ignoring his beating heart, he rushed to the juvenile construction site at the door and shouted loudly with brick.

"Marauders! Marauders are coming!"

Hearing his cry, all the people near the wall looked confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"What? What predator?"

"Where's the manager! Hurry, go and report to him!" the boy said intermittently with his hands on his knees and panting heavily.

"I'm right here," came out of the door, still hung the Chu light of water on his eyebrows, and looked seriously at the player in front of him, "do you say predator?"

"Yes! They have a team of people, ten to be exact! They are coming to us along the North elevated. Everyone has a gun and three dogs!"

Chu Guang's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about the lottery. He immediately ordered the players around him.

"Let all players near the outpost come back! Go quickly!"

"Yes!"

Several players ran away with excitement. There was no worried expression on their faces, but some excitement.

Siege!

I didn't expect to plan a big job for them!

However, they don't know that a plan is more troublesome than them at the moment.

He walked to the weapons store with great strides. Chu Guang picked up the dozing landlady of the weapons store, carried it on her shoulder, and picked up her two crutches with his left hand.

"Ah! You, what are you doing in broad daylight?" was frightened by this sudden action. Xia Yan, who had just woke up from dozing, blushed and struggled for a few times, but Chu Guang ignored her at all.

"Shut up."

He resisted this guy to the elevator on the first floor of the sanatorium and put it down. Chu Guang returned his crutch to Xia Yan, who stood firm on the wall. He stared at her with an ignorant face and said seriously.

"If you hit the door later, you'll wait in the elevator. I'll take you down. If I don't come, don't make a noise and hide quietly."

The elevator leading to the underground needs the authorization of the manager to start. Chu Guang temporarily locked the elevator. After all, this is the way he left for himself.

Xia Yan nodded fiercely, but he was not too flustered, at least not so flustered when facing him.

"I see... Wait, call here? Who called here?"

"Predator -"

Before the voice fell, there was a gunshot in the distance, followed by two more gunshots. Listen to the sound, about two or three hundred meters.

Chu Guang looked chilly, and the blood flow began to accelerate.

Predator!

coming!

……

North gate.

With guns in their hands, the marauders scattered in a line pushed towards the north gate and shot at the fleeing survivors.

They have a wide variety of weapons, including runner rifles picked up from businessmen, semi-automatic rifles robbed from mercenaries, or their own DIY iron tube rifles.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, it is not so easy to hit when firing from 200 meters away in this jungle terrain.

And the fact is true. After a few shots, none of them fell to the ground. Several survivors at the side of the wall hid back in the door, and several wooden stalls at the door were damaged.

However, the victory or defeat of the battle does not lie in how many people were killed in the battle, but in letting the other party completely give up resistance.

These marauders know this well.

The art of fear has been played to the extreme by them.

The dense gunfire and the resulting suppression of firepower have almost devastating effects on the morale of non professional soldiers.

A survivor stronghold of 30 people can only become one-third of the combat effectiveness, and only one-half when it reaches the sky.

There is no need to kill the fleeing survivors on the spot. These mice will flee around, bring the plague called fear back to their nest and completely destroy their will to resist.

Generally, less than one tenth of the small survivor communities plundered by them actually died in the gunfight.

Perhaps these people will summon up their courage, hide behind the bunker and shoot back symbolically, but it won't take long for their morale to break up and run away from other doors.

At that time, the elderly, children and women will be left behind, and the fleeing young adults can't beat the hounds they bring.

There is often only one survivor stronghold.

Or be slaughtered.

Or be enslaved!

"Hahaha! Look at those cowards. They run away like rats when the gun rings!"

The strong man with bare arms, holding a 9mm iron pipe rifle, laughed while firing, and his ferocious face was red.

As the ten captain of the blood hand clan, his name was badger, which was given by the leader himself. Most of the nine people under his command are his relatives or confidants.

The blood line of the Marauder tribe is usually chaotic. They do not engage in production, advocate violence, and make a living by looting and extortion. Therefore, there is no traditional concept of family, let alone husband and wife or spouse.

Take the blood hand clan as an example. If a newborn is born, strong boys will be accepted as clansmen, and the rest are slaves. They are either engaged in labor or used as reproductive tools. Therefore, there are often half parents or half parents.

These relatives often act together like jackals, and the bravest of them will be appointed by the leader as the captain of the ten. And their relatives will also get some light, become predator veterans or elites, and get more rights to control their booty.

"Hey, hey, or a blue coat? It looks like you're having fun!"

A tall, thin man responded with a strange smile. At the same time, he loaded his shotgun and continued to fire at the bunker on the wall.

"The old rule is to kill all the old and young. The man cuts off his index finger and ties it up."

"Boss, where's the woman?"

"The first one to enter the door is the first one. We only stay for two hours. Those who are still alive will be taken away after two hours."

"Ow, Ow!"

Fifty meters!

The other side still hasn't fought back!

The badger's mouth gave a cruel smile.

He knew what the survivors were thinking, just waiting for them to come out of the forest and fire back through the bunker.

Not surprisingly, those people were already holding guns and waiting behind the shelter of the wall.

However

Would I be so stupid to let my men rush up?

"Come and light a fire and cheer them up!"

"OK!"

The predator who rushed to the front lit the burning bottle in his hand with a low body. Under the cover of his teammates' fire, a run-up threw the burning bottle out.

The flame drew an arc in the air and fell unbiased on the shelter of the three meter high wall.

Mars was torn apart, and the rusted bunker soon lit a fire and was scorched by the flames.

Then there was the second and third. The fire on the wall soon became a piece. There were few places to go.

However, to the surprise of the marauders, the expected scream did not sound, and no one fell from behind the bunker.

It's like

These bunkers were empty from the beginning?

The badger frowned and felt something was wrong.

Did these people even give up resistance?

Not really?

At least a symbolic counterattack

The slightest confusion soon turned into contempt.

However, just as he was about to command the children to come forward and break the wooden door with explosives, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the forest.

Like some kind of attack signal!

Almost at the same time, dense gunshots sounded from both sides like raindrops.

"Whoosh", "whoosh" the flying bullets were almost close to the scalp, and the badger quickly fell behind a fairly thick tree post.

Accurate?

Does not exist.

But people are made of meat. No matter how powerful they are, they are afraid to be shot at random.

He almost shouted in a hoarse voice.

"All hidden!"

"Spread out, retreat 100 meters and assemble!!"

"Come on!!!"

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(thanks to the alliance leaders of "please call me xiaodoubao", "broken leg Kevin" and "capable man"~~~~~

Brother Meng, our first order is broken!! love you!

I will try my best to code! This sudden evolution from the 2K party is still a little uncomfortable. It's true that I don't explode. There's really no QAQ left.)