This Game Is Too Realistic

A series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier suddenly came from the air above.

The Rotten Knight standing in the swarm was about to step forward, but the next second, its chest suddenly shook violently as if it had been hit by a truck.

Black blood spurted from behind, and a large piece of creep fell from its armor. The armored monster looked down at its mighty breastplate. What it saw next made its scarlet eyes revealed from the gap in the helmet constricted slightly.

On the breastplate equivalent to 400mm homogeneous steel, a big hole was blasted out!

That’s too fast!

Where did the attack come from?

Cracks spread along the hole, revealing a large area of dark red fleshy body. The Rotten Knight quickly raised its head and looked forward, looking for the source of the attack.

However, before it could find anything, there was another explosion that broke through the sound barrier.

A long nail was shot into its forehead, smashing its head, helmet and shoulder armor into pieces!

The speed of the Tide’s advance obviously stopped, and although the mutants’ footsteps did not stop because of that, the formation obviously became chaotic.

There had been some kind of power controlling them before, but now the aura brought to them by the power also collapsed with the fall of that exoframe!

Standing on the top of the building, Chu Guang calmly put away the Gauss rifle in his hand.

Two original Spike fin-stabilized bullets, with a chamber speed of Mach 5 and a kinetic energy of 140,000 joules, were specially designed to pierce armor.

Not to mention the old exoframe, even the new armor that had just been produced wouldn’t be able to stop a shot from it.

To be on the safe side, Chu Guang didn’t save the precious original ammunition. He shot the chest first and the head the second time, ensuring that the Slime Mold inside the armor was completely eradicated.

Originally, there was another shot reserved for the lower body, but it seemed that it was unnecessary now.

In the distance, there was a mournful roar from the gray-green thick fog.

Chu Guang looked up, but it was a pity that it was difficult to judge its exact location and distance because of the many tall buildings.

Is that the Queen that the players are talking about?

According to his observations and conjectures, Hives would not be able to command each mutant in real time, otherwise why would they need to come from the city center? If the Crunchers in each building were gathered together, it would be a terrifying number.

And it was impossible to guard against this kind of attack!

In short, the backbone of the Tide was not the Slime Mold sub-entities such as Crunchers and Creepers, but the routers that could drive the Slime Mold sub-entities and provide them with information services.

The Rotten Knight he killed earlier was one of them, and its status in the Slime Mold society was probably similar to that of a brigade commander.

And the Queen might be the commander-in-chief!

Chu Guang ignored the voice for the time being, and looked down at the battlefield downstairs.

Stretching out his index finger, he tapped on the helmet. "Artillery team, starting from 500 meters in front of the position, use a creeping barrage to clear the streets."

"Anti-aircraft cannons, lower the barrels, and fire at the swarm!"

Excited shouts came from the communication channel.

"Copy!"

The mortar position took the lead in firing. The swishing and whizzing across the battlefield rang out repeatedly, and the flames of explosions appeared on the position in front one after another.

The flames and shrapnel from the explosion created a vacuum in the middle of the Tide, and this wave of offensive was abruptly sliced in half!

At the same time, the 2 quadruple anti-aircraft cannons on the roof began to fire without a care in the world.

20mm high-explosive shells poured down in an instant, sweeping from the front line of the battlefield to the rear. The broken rock fragments even flew past the front-line players’ bunkers.

Only a few sporadic Creepers and Tyrants were left on the ruins, as well as the Crunchers still struggling on the ground.

The players squatting at the front line looked at them with green light in their pupils, as if they saw experience packs without much heath left.

"For Brother Spring Water!"

A player suddenly first, and then there were excited shouts one after another.

"Charge!"

"Demacia!"

"Awoooo!"

The charge whistle rang through the air and more than 500 players rushed out of the bunkers. Holding bayonets, brandishing shovels, hatchets, and maces, they charged toward the monsters on the gravel road that had been scorched by gunpowder.

They used the most primitive and direct method to pierce or chop the mutants on the ground.

The black blood and creep formed a slimy swamp, and the prisoners such as Vanus, Vaders, Kevin and others who stood on the roof watching the battle were completely shocked.

Kevin looked at Vaders and murmured in disbelief. "... Are they really blue coats?"

Vaders’ Adam’s apple moved. "Maybe."

On the other side, the young officers of the guards were also watching at this moment, equally excited. They wished they could stand with those shelter residents and fight side by side with them.

It was not just morale that could be influenced, but also the will and determination to fight.

Chu Guang reached out and tapped the helmet lightly, calling softly, "Little Seven."

The energetic voice immediately appeared beside his ear. "I’m here, master."

Chu Guang asked, "Did you capture it?"

Little Seven buzzed happily. "The edit is done! Would you like me to upload it now?"

Huh? So quick?

A satisfied smile appeared on Chu Guang’s face. "Mhm. Do it."

Recording highlight reels was also an important job.

What’s more, the video taken could also be used as a promotional video.

Wouldn’t happy things add up to double their happiness?

After the battle, Chu Guang asked Wrench to count the casualties and ammunition consumption.

Due to the saturated firepower coverage before the battle, most of the players who charged out in the end were just to finish some of the mutants off. So except for the 3 players who suffered minor injuries, there were no serious injuries.

This battle consumed more than 11,000 bullets, 66 88mm mortar shells, and 270 20mm high-explosive shells. Although the cost was high, there was no saving money.

Steel and gunpowder almost washed the entire street, and the killed mutants piled up on the position to form a hill.

Chu Guang suddenly remembered the report Hyrja had read to him before.

According to her research, in addition to organic matter, the fruiting bodies of these Slime Molds contained quite high levels of elements such as sulfur, nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn’t help wondering. "It would be great if these corpses could be used."

Not just as Active Matter, but also as fertilizer.

If he let them rot here, maybe they would be recycled by the Slime Mold again.

Unfortunately, the Slime Mold Mutants had a certain degree of toxicity, and directly burying its fruiting body in the soil would not increase the fertility of the soil, but would cause the roots and stems of the crops in the field to die.

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly thought that both Boulder Town and Red River Town seemed to have special techniques for making nutrient cream, and they could even squeeze nutrient cream out of Crunchers.

If mutants could be made into nutrient cream, wouldn’t it be possible to inactivate Slime Mold while retaining its nutritional content?

In this way, if the synthetic nutrient cream was poured into the soil, would it have the effect similar to organic fertilizer?

However, there would be another problem.

Nutrient cream was a food in itself...

Aware of the blind spot in this operation, Chu Guang fell into deep thought.

That being the case, why not directly incorporate the nutrient cream into the recipe?

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about how to get some loot other than Active Matter from these Slime Mold Mutants, in the thick fog several kilometers away, Crunchers were dragging corpses one after another, moving them into the abandoned building and feeding the growing incubation room.

The flesh-red creep had already taken on a hint of dark red, and spread to the outside of the hatching room, filling the entire corridor.

Standing by the window in the corridor, a tall figure with scarlet pupils stared at the tall buildings in the north, the tentacles behind it trembling slightly.

It was angry.

The cilia on the creep squirmed like ripples, spreading anger outward, and the mutants gathered around it let out restless growls. Killing intent rose sharply in the thick fog.

In the hoarse voice that kept repeating the same phrase, there was obvious anger.

"... Purify… Purify…"

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