This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 297.3: Past, Present, Future

"All of you practice on your own now! You can play however you like, just don't try to fly them!"

The 4 training planes were not equipped with weapons, so it was useless even if they tried to fly them.

However, upon hearing these words, the four apprentices instantly became unhappy.

Taking Lives was the first to curse, "Damn you!"

Chasing Souls yelled at the side, "Yeah! You're going to have all the fun to yourself again!"

Killing Gods growled, "Get off the plane! Let me fly it!"

Stopping Fights simply grumbled at the side, "%￥#@!"

"Scram. Why would I let you do a serious mission? Go to the real world and get a license first!" Mosquito yelled at all of them.

Taking Lives frowned. "Do you have a license in real life?!"

Hearing this, Mosquito simply chuckled without saying anything. He pushed the switch to the bottom, pulled up the control stick at the moment when it reached the take-off speed, and put on the goggles at the same time.

The mission was very simple.

Cruise in the eastern area of Clearspring City, and search for Old White's signal in the air.

If he found that something happened to them, provide air support.

If it was confirmed that they were safe, scout where they were headed before the energy ran out.

Intuition told Mosquito that normally, when missions like that were issued, there was no wait it would be an escort mission. Most likely, they were ambushed.

To be able to make an entire squad disappear from the map, the enemy was definitely not weak.

Although there was still a distance of more than ten kilometers, Mosquito had already placed his index finger on the trigger, and he felt blood pumping all over his body.

"Brothers!"

"Hang in there!"

...

​East District of Clearspring City.

The sound of gunfire was like firecrackers.

After asking Quit Smoking to stay in place to restrain the machine gun on the opposite side, Old White, who circled to the flank, planned to get rid of the annoying mortar first.

However, when he got there, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

He saw a heavy-duty exoskeleton standing in the center of the flower bed in the community, with 2 armored arms on the ground, in a bending posture, and the gun barrel raised on the back was being fired continuously.

Every time a shell was fired, a cloud of dust was shaken from the ground.

It was not a god damn mortar. It was clearly an exoskeleton version of a self-propelled artillery!

The three exoskeleton soldiers guarding the self-propelled artillery immediately spotted Old White the moment he appeared, raised their rifles and fired at him without saying a word.

Almost getting shot, Old White, who was hiding behind the residential building, immediately shot back from behind the cover.

However, the other party was obviously not some ordinary enemy. Three assault rifles were fired at the same time, unleashing a ferocious firepower that suppressed Old White completely.

The 3 soldiers wearing exoskeletons didn't stop there. They formed a triangle in tacit cooperation, and alternated their fire to suppress him.

Looking at the cracks in the bulletproof plate of his left arm, Old White gritted his teeth, changed the clip, and began to move towards the half-collapsed building next to him.

There was no signal in the entire area, probably because the dust from the jamming bombs was blown over. Now he didn't even know if his teammates were dead or alive.

But fortunately, the gun barrel on the back of the heavy exoskeleton had stopped, so maybe Ample Time and his other teammates would have less pressure.

"Damn it... Where did these people come from?!"

Could it be that Ample Time's manipulation of the silver coin market was discovered by the Devs?

But even if it was discovered, was this really necessary?!

They were not the only ones who were doing it after all.

Just when Old White was secretly speculating, a gunshot sounded in the distance.

Of the 3 exoskeleton soldiers chasing after him, 1 of them was shot from the side, resulting in the bulletproof plate on him to crack, and he almost falling to the ground.

The teammate next to him immediately grabbed him and pulled him into the cover next to him. Forced by the deterrence of the sniper rifle, they dared not come out of the cover, and could only detour through the ruins with a narrow view.

"Good job!" Overjoyed, Old White didn't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and immediately counterattacked, suppressing those who were about to make a detour.

Leaning their backs against the covers while firing deterrent shots from behind the cover from time to time, both sides reached a stalemate!

However, what made Old White's heart sink was that the self-propelled artillery started firing again.

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And this time, the shell directly hit a place that was just 10 meters away from him!

As a last resort, Old White could only give up the suppression of the 3 exoskeleton soldiers and retreat to the building across the street from the community.

Urron, who was crouching behind the cover, changed the magazine, gritted his teeth and led two teammates to chase after Old White.

The difficulty of taking out the other party exceeded his expectations!

There was no news from Demeter, and someone actually bypassed their front and reached the mortar position 600 meters away from the crossfire area.

Tapping his index finger on the helmet of the exoskeleton, Urron had an idea and shouted loudly, "Surrender! You are surrounded!"

"We won't kill you, as long as you hand over the black box you stole from us!"

The voice echoed through the street.

Old White, holding an assault rifle, frowned.

What is this guy saying?

His federation language was not as good as Ample Time, and he could only say a few words at most. Sometimes he could understand it slightly if the other party spoke slowly, but if the other party spoke very fast, he would have no clues at all.

However, although he didn't understand it, he guessed that it wouldn't be some good words. So he imitated the pronunciation of the other party, and returned the sentence intact.

"Surrender! You are surrounded!"

Urron’s eyes widened in shock. "???"

We're surrounded? By who?

Are they hallucinating?

However, just when he was thinking this way, there was a piercing sound in the air.

Urron looked back suddenly, and saw a shark with its bloody mouth wide open, roaring towards the mortar position behind them.

Fear flashed in his eyes, and he roared out loud, "Ted! Get out of the way!"

Ted, who was wearing a heavy-duty exoskeleton, apparently also noticed the abnormality in the sky, and quickly retracted his arms inserted on the ground.

However...

It was too late!

2 10mm machine guns sprayed tongues of flame from the shark's bloody mouth!

"Ah da da da! Go to hell!" Imitating the sound of machine guns with his mouth, Mosquito trembling with the plane, excitedly pulled the trigger to the bottom, and shot everything he had at the exoskeleton carrying the gun barrel.

Although the body of the exoskeleton was covered with bulletproof plates, the exoskeleton was still an exoskeleton after all. No matter how many bulletproof plates were installed, it couldn't stop the firepower from a plane.

Facing the attack of two 10mm machine guns, in just a few seconds, the heavy exoskeleton was riddled with holes.

Its ammunition box and the battery even sparked a flame half a meter high in an instant, and the man didn't even have time to let out a scream before being blown to pieces together with the armor on his body.

The plane quickly regained altitude and flew towards the sky.

"Bastard!" Staring furiously at the plane, Urron's eyes were bloodshot.

He gritted his teeth, pulled the trigger all the way with his index finger, and shot the entire clip of bullets until the plane disappeared from his view.

It was the same for the other teammates.

The anger almost made them lose their minds.

However, as the captain of the team, Urron's remaining sanity made him finally calmed down quickly.

Their opponent had air support!

Although it was just a ridiculous propeller plane, those heavy machine guns were no joke, and their equipment hadn't advanced to the level of countering common sense.

This was the River Valley Province far away from the Death Coast. It was just at the door of the opponent's territory. The supplies and reinforcements of their opponent were almost unlimited, but there were no supplies and reinforcements available from his side.

Thinking of what the man said earlier, Urron's heart sank even deeper.

Maybe that person wasn't joking.

The other side might have really surrounded them... They might really only have 1 chance.

And they only had one chance!

If they couldn't catch anyone, they could only initiate plan B and continue north to seek help from the marauders they had funded.

Without time to hesitate, Urron immediately pulled out the flare gun on his waist and fired a flare into the sky to alert his teammates in front.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted at the 2 teammates beside him.

"Withdraw!"

...

The battle was over.

The opponent gave up their position and retreated back, into the ruins.

Mosquito circled several times in the sky, but finally did not find a second chance to dive, and began to return after confirming the safety of his brothers.

Quit Smoking took the box containing the fuel rod, first joined Gale, Ample Time, and the others, and then went in the direction of the signal flares for reinforcements.

There they met Old White.

"Holy shit! Are you okay?" Looking at the damaged bulletproof plate on Old White's chest, Ample Time showed a look of surprise.

"Don't worry. I've only been shot 7 or 8 times," Old White said with a sigh as he removed the broken armor plate. "If this happened in reality, I guess it would probably be dead already."

Gale coughed lightly, "Not probably, you would definitely be dead."

Quit Smoking nervously asked, "Should we chase after them?"

Old White shook his head. "No, our mission is more important. Call Night Ten back, and we should leave quickly... If they have reinforcements, we'll be in trouble!"

How to chase after them?

Up to now, their VM signal had not been recovered, and the other party had retreated into the ruins.

Moreover, they couldn't leave the fuel rod here.

Looking at the destroyed heavy exoskeleton not far away, Ample Time stepped forward and pulled the charred corpse out of the armor.

After examining the corpse for a while, Ample Time's hands suddenly stopped. He took out a necklace from the corpse, which had a burnt iron plate strung on it.

A torch symbol was engraved on it.

"Did you find anything?" Old White asked as he approached.

"Mhm." Ample Time nodded and shook the iron plate in his hand.

"Torch's sign... It has some words engraved on it, but I don't understand."

Looking at the burnt black exoskeleton, Old White took a flare from his waist, tore off the ring and threw it beside the exoskeleton.

The flare quickly emitted billowing red smoke.

"Let's leave it to the NPC." Old White patted Ample Time on the shoulder. "Let's go."