This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 290.2: First Battle Of The Jungle Corps and Burning Corps

Garbage looked confused. "What the hell are you talking about? What trance? Why don’t I feel it."

Ample Time and Gale exchanged glances. "Garbage didn't feel anything. So maybe this thing can only target specific species... Infrasonic waves? Or electromagnetic waves? Or... something else."

Ample Time frowned. "Hmmm, so the target of use is changed to humans? No wonder the apes retreated."

"Mhm... But the mind of a human is obviously higher than that of an ape, and it may not be so easy to manipulate people," Gale touched the bridge of his nose lightly, "Anyway, I'm curious, does this thing... Not have any effects on the people in that building?"

Ample Time snorted in response, "I don't know, let's sum it up. The opponent should have some kind of regional skill, which can apply the trance debuff to specific life forms in the target area."

"Stop summarizing." Midnight Pubg grumbled angrily, hacked the tree trunk with his axe, and looked back at the Jungle Corps players. "Brothers, we’ll fuck them up and stop that damn voice!"

"Yeah!"

The hunks wearing KV-1 exoskeletons pulled out their hatchets again and followed in the footsteps of Midnight Pubg. They rushed towards the ecological park with a murderous spirit.

Seeing the players from the Jungle Corps rushing towards the giant egg, everyone in the Bull and Horse Squad was slightly stunned.

This was too reckless.

Ample Time looked at Old White. "Let's hurry up... Old White, do you want to retreat first?"

Old White shook his head. "No, a little effect is not a big problem."

Tomato Eggs nervously moved half a step aside. "Damn it, I'm so scared of your death flag."

Old White grinned and shouldered the light machine gun in his hand. "Scared my ass. All it takes is just 3 days of respawn time."

"Let's go!"

Unaffected by the debuff, Garbage howled with excitement and chased after the Jungle Corps, fearing that he would be too late to fight the boss.

Actually... There was no death flag.

There was indeed a group of marauders living in the ecological park, but at the moment, their eyes were blood red, and they were killing anyone they saw as if they had completely lost their mind.

It didn’t matter if they were friend or foe.

The close combat kicked off instantly.

Bullets whizzed in corridors and stairwells.

Capturing bases was not an area that Jungle Corps was good at, but the armor of the KV-1 exoskeleton was hard enough.

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Most of those marauders used lead bullets. Although they could cause huge damage, the premise was that the bullets could penetrate the steel plate welded on the exoskeleton.

Seeing that the persuasion to capitulate was ineffective, Midnight Pubg no longer showed mercy. He immediately issued an order to the team members to wipe out the marauders.

Garbage moved faster than them. His steel claws waved as fast as lightning, setting off a bloodbath in the narrow corridor.

All the way from the first floor to the second floor, broken limbs were scattered all over the place, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Ample Time and Gale, who were armed with submachine guns, did not join Garbage, but quickly rushed to the depths of the first floor of the ecological park.

From the map, it was the viewing area of ​​the park. However, what was kept inside those transparent cages were no longer animals, but slaves raised by marauders.

In the largest cage, there were several tables placed one after another, and a large number of people were currently lying on the ground.

From their skinny and disheveled appearances, it was not difficult to tell their identities.

The tables next to them were filled with bottles and jars and tools for dispensing pills.

It was clear that just before the players entered, they were still making the pills in front of the workbenches under the surveillance of marauders.

"Damn, even the cells have been converted into cubicles."

It was too inhuman!

Quit Smoking clicked his tongue, and was about to step forward, but at this moment, a marauder, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly rushed out madly holding an iron-pipe rifle.

"Ahh! Go to hell!" The man had only one eye left, and his other pupil was blood-red. His crazy appearance looked like he had been possessed by a demon.

Ample Time skillfully activated Bullet Time, turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger the moment the man showed his head.

Ratatata!

That marauder was riddled with bullet holes instantly.

The shell casings fell to the ground and clattered continuously.

Ample Time lowered the smoking muzzle and then patted Quit Smoking's arm before walking to the entrance of the cell and pushing open the heavy iron door.

A rotten stench hit his face as soon as the door was opened.

There was no ventilation, no sunlight, no cleaning inside the cell; it smelled like a cesspool. It was hard to imagine the quality of the pills made in such an environment.

At this time, a wrinkled slave raised his eyelids slightly. Seeing Ample Time standing at the door, he stretched out his hand to him with difficulty. "Help......"

"Please, help us..." He saw the blue coat on Ample Time and recognized their identities.

Although Ample Time roughly understood what the old man lying on the ground was saying, he didn't relax his vigilance, staring at him and speaking in a non-standard federation language, "Where are those marauders?"

The old man probably didn't understand it, or maybe he understood it, but his consciousness was not clear.

He kept muttering in his mouth. "Quick... Make them stop..."

Stop?

Ample Time frowned, only to feel that the dull pain in his mind became more and more obvious.

But at this moment, the mental pressure on his head suddenly loosened, like a dark cloud suddenly blown away by the wind, gone without a trace.

And the old man who was lying in front of him asking for help suddenly dropped his raised arm to the ground, and fell into a coma.

"What happened just now?" Standing outside the cell, Old White looked around with a surprised expression on his face.

For a moment just now, he felt a headache as if his head was about to explode, but that feeling soon disappeared.

The debuff is gone?

Tomato Eggs standing next to him and Quit Smoking were equally dazed. "I have no idea..."

At this moment, the radio rang above everyone's heads.

They quickly heard Garbage’s hoarse yet excited voice coming through the speakers, "Brothers! Are you guys alright?"

"The boss has been restrained by me!"

"If your head still hurts, tell me, I will screw his head off!"

...

Outside Longevity Town, on a simple and flat open space, a wooden glider slowly descended and approached the runway.

The landing gear collided fiercely with the ground several times, and the plane almost flipped over, but it eventually came to a bumpy stop.

Surprisingly, Mosquito’s little apprentices looked the most shocked when the piece of shit actually landed.

Taking Lives stared at Mosquito in shock. "Holy shit? Did that thing really land safely?"

Chasing Souls and Killing Gods were also equally impressed.

"Damn!"

"Awesome!"

Stopping Fights was silent for a long time before sighing softly, "It didn't even break into pieces. It's indeed very impressive."

It was true that he designed the motor and battery pack, but if he remembered correctly... His old profession in real life should be making quadrotor drones.

It was understandable that the glider could take off, but he really never expected Mosquito to bring it back and land it

After climbing out of the open-top cabin, Mosquito, whose hair was completely messed up, hugged his little brothers and shouted excitedly, "HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"I succeeded! I came back alive!"

It is so exciting!

The landing was even more exciting than dropping bombs.

Especially at the moment of landing, he felt that the plane was shaking so much that he thought he would have to wait on the forum for another 3 days before he could play the game again.

Chu Guang, who was standing not far away watching, also looked shocked.

It wasn’t impressive ot make something fly. However... Making something that could fly and land safely was something no ordinary person could do.

"... I see. So the best way to play the current version of the game for the agility type is to fly an airplane." Chu Guang thought for a while, and felt that it was necessary to encourage the crazy Mosquito, so he moved his index finger, edited an achievement and sent it to him.

[Unlock achievement: First flight]

[Description: Take off successfully for the first time and land safely!]

Just flying would not count.

It was not a complete flight until it landed safely.

Mosquito danced with excitement after receiving achievement rewards.

The achievement badges obtained in the game were the same as the medals, and could be displayed on the forum. In other words, it was something that could be shown off to other players.

There is actually an achievement after successfully flying back?!

What a surprise!

"Holy shit! You actually unlocked an achievement?!" Taking Lives standing next to him was also shocked.

"Fuck?! You can even unlock an achievement with this?"

Chasing Souls jumped in excitement, "Good brother! Let me fly it too!"

Mosquito quickly protected his plane. "Get lost... Do you know how much silver coins it takes to build one of these things! Let me get you a reduced version first for you to practice!"

Stopping Fights sneered, "Damn it! Do you have to be so stingy!?"

Taking Lives agreed. "Exactly! At least half of this plane was built by us!"

No matter what his apprentices said, Mosquito still refused to let them fly his glider.

However, Mosquito still made a compromise in the end. He promised to provide materials and get them 2 training machines that cost less than 1,000 silver coins to play with.

Looking at the noisy players, Chu Guang revealed a happy smile.

A free achievement could make them so happy. It was simply too easy to please those players.

"Master!" The voice of Little Seven came from the communication channel.

Chu Guang looked away from the airport in the distance, reached out and tapped the side of the helmet.

"What is it?"

"Your players have successfully controlled the Clearspring City Third Ecological Protection Park."

Chu Guang nodded. "Good job."

Regarding the efficiency of the players, Chu Guang was not surprised at all.

After all, they were players in tier 0 and tier 1 level. They were not only powerful in individual combat who had experienced many battles, but also amazing when working together.

A few apes would not give them a headache.

Little Seven continued, "Also, according to the information they sent back, the Ecological Protection Park is not an empty ruin. There is a marauder lair hidden there, with about 50 marauders stationed. Those marauders are suspected to have some kind of technology that allows them to control the Ironback Apes near the ecological protection park, and use them to collect the brain mushrooms for making medicine...”

"They have this kind of technology?!" A surprised expression appeared on Chu Guang's face.

Of course, what surprised Chu Guang even more was that the group of marauders actually used the technology to pick mushrooms.

"Hmmm, in addition, your players also rescued 117 slaves from the marauders, most of them were commanded to make medicines... Some of these people are residents of a shelter."

Residents of a shelter?

Realizing the importance of the matter, Chu Guang's expression immediately became serious. "Let the Burning Corps and Jungle Corps rescue the freed slaves, and keep an eye on the marauder captives. Also, call Yin Fang and Hyrja, and ask them to wait for me at the north gate of the park."

Little Seven replied energetically. "Yes, master!"