This Game is Too Real

Chapter 265: Version answer is to sell gas masks? !

  The answer to Chapter 265 is to sell gas masks? !

   "The lobby is safe!"

  The three teams that broke into the building quickly took control of the lobby, and Group C set up a defensive line around the elevator, shooting and killing the nibblers who were attracted by the movement in the hall.

  Xiao Mengxin, who was in charge of delivering supplies, ran in from the main entrance with a backpack full of ammunition and explosives on his back.

   "Ammo!"

"Thanks!"

  Pharaoh next door picked up a backpack, unzipped it, took a look, and threw it to the battlefield atmosphere team waiting by the elevator entrance.

   "Brothers! It's up to you!"

   "OK!"

  The warrior wearing heavy equipment conveniently stuffed the backpack to me, the darkest, who walked to the entrance of the elevator shaft, stretched out two big hands, and grabbed the half-closed elevator door.

  The output power of the Miner I exoskeleton has been increased to the maximum.

  I only heard the rusty door panel creaking unbearably, and it was quickly opened to a passage for one person to enter.

  An agility player from Group B leaned in with a short body, raised his rifle to check the entrance, and then made a safe gesture.

   "The channel is clear!"

"receive-"

  The Battlefield guy held his breath, his arms continued to exert force, the elevator door kept shaking, and the steel plates welded to the exoskeleton shook together.

   Seeing that the elevator door hadn't been opened for a long time, Kakarot quickly activated his strength talent and stepped forward to help. With the joint efforts of the two, the heavy elevator door was finally torn off.

   "MMP! This door is too strong!" The battlefield atmosphere team let out a sigh of relief, raised their arms and wiped their foreheads.

  I was the darkest standing next to me, still studying the backpack in my hand, unzipping it and looking at it repeatedly for a long time.

   "What's in it?"

   It's Shen's fault!

  The battlefield guy said with a smile.

   "17 kilograms of explosives, be careful."

  I was the darkest.

   "17 kg... What is the concept?"

   Kakarot: "Equivalent to two rounds of 155."

  I was the darkest with a dazed face, obviously not understanding what 155 means.

  However, some more criminal players understood, and subconsciously moved away from the side, and cursed secretly.

   Without wasting time, the battlefield atmosphere team patted me on the darkest shoulder, signaling him to stop playing, and led the team members into the elevator shaft.

   The space in the elevator shaft is quite spacious.

  The elevator car probably fell to the floor below, but there is no shortage of places to stay in the well, not only spare magnetic rails and cables, but also climbing ladders, presumably for the people who repaired the elevator.

  The warfield guy put the devil's silk braided lifeline on the steel cable, stretched out his hand and pulled down the ladder embedded in the wall, seeing that it could bear the weight of the exoskeleton, he moved all his weight to the ladder with confidence.

   "Our task is very simple, just like Spring LYB said, go straight from the elevator shaft to the 43rd floor, and then blast down vertically!"

  I swallowed the darkest.

   "Are we going to climb up like this?"

  Another team member patted him on the shoulder with a playful smile.

   "What are you afraid of? You won't be tired! At most, it's a little troublesome."

   It is not accurate to say that you will not be tired.

  If there is too much lactic acid accumulated in the muscles, players will also feel heavy, weak, and slow to move, and what is blocked is only the subsequent soreness.

  However, compared to fighting all the way up, breaking through the elevator shaft vertically is much less difficult.

  Because of the spore cloud, the nibblers from the nearby streets and even the nearby subway station were all attracted to the building.

   And those few stairs and corridors that can reach the 41st floor are the places with the highest concentration of spores!

   Just now, the warlord took the time to take a look at the entrance of the safe passage at the back of the elevator shaft, and found that the situation there was simply tragic, which can only be described by the word "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones".

  Facts have proved that having a reliable commander still makes people feel safe!

   It took a lot of time to climb the 40-storey high-rise building with bare hands.

  I was exhausted halfway, so I had to hang with a lifeline to rest for a while, and continue climbing after resting enough.

   When team A successfully arrived at the 43rd floor, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

   Take a break at the entrance of the elevator shaft on the 43rd floor.

  The battlefield atmosphere team installed 300g of explosives on the elevator door, led the team to move up to the 46th floor, and then detonated the detonator.

  Boom—!

   There was an earth-shattering bang, the elevator door was blown and flew out, and the blast wave was drawn into the elevator shaft.

  The five players in Group A quickly descended from the height and broke into the 43rd floor of the building through the open elevator door. Accompanied by deafening roars, hordes of eaters rushed over from both sides of the corridor.

   "Fire!"

  The muzzle sprays flames!

  The gunshots rang out in the corridor, the bullets swept through like a storm, and the eaters fell down one after another like cutting wheat.

   For a moment, flesh and blood flew across the corridor, and stumps and broken arms were all over the floor!

  However, even with the fierce firepower of the players, the surging army of nibblers still rushed up like a tide!

   Just then, there was a thunderous explosion outside the building.

   A round of high-explosive bombs penetrated through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows and bombarded the corridor, instantly knocking down the dense formation of eaters!

   "Quick! Move fast!"

  The battlefield atmosphere team shouted loudly, pulled out a grenade, and threw it towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.

   With a bang, more nibblers fell down!

  The group of A group did not love to fight, and shifted their positions while maintaining firepower, and quickly moved to the target room.

  A row of graphite-colored glass doors are displayed in the room, dividing the area into sections with different functions.

   This should be an office area or something!

Raised the gun and killed the rushing eaters, the battlefield atmosphere team quickly found the target location on the map, then took out the pre-prepared explosives from the backpack I handed over the darkest, and placed them on the floor in a circle, Carefully remove the insurance.

   "3 kg of explosives! Should be able to open a hole in the ground!"

   "Everyone pay attention to concealment, and shout when you are ready!"

  The other four players shouted excitedly.

"receive!"

   Squatting in the corner, put a table horizontally in front of him, the battlefield atmosphere team took out the detonator, and lightly shook the palm of his hand.

  Boom—!

  With a deafening explosion, the shock wave and hot air wave swept across the entire office area!

  The players quickly came to the center of the explosion.

  Concrete and floor tiles have been blasted into slag, and only a small part is still hanging on the downwardly bent steel skeleton.

   Seeing the situation in front of them, the heart of the battlefield atmosphere team suddenly sank slightly.

  Although they successfully blasted the downward passage, the destructive effect of the explosion was far less than expected. Three kilograms of dynamite...

  In reality, blowing up a small house is enough!

   "Damn! Is this house so strong?" I couldn't help swallowing.

  Human Body Stroke Master Cai: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to blow up the entire ceiling...Let B team bring the fuel up."

  The battlefield atmosphere group nodded solemnly.

"good."

  Comm channel brief exchange.

   Team A returned to the elevator shaft, fixed the winch at the entrance of the elevator shaft, and threw the rope down the elevator shaft.

   Winch turns!

   Soon, fifty liters of biomass fuel was hoisted up!

  After the fuel was put in place, group A returned to the blasting point again, and quickly descended to the 42nd floor by blasting the gap in the ceiling.

  The situation here is completely different from the 43rd floor!

  The spacious office area is covered with brown and dark red slime molds, the air is filled with high concentrations of spores, and the soles of the shoes feel sticky, as if stepping on moss.

  The visibility here is less than five meters!

   And at the moment, under their feet is the nest that is taking shape!

   "...how do I feel like I got into the belly of a different species."

  I swallowed the darkest, raised the rifle in my hand, and carefully inspected every corner of the room with the muzzle.

  Since he came down from the ceiling just now, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

  However, this sense of crisis came from all directions, so that he couldn't judge where the real deadly crisis came from.

  The battlefield atmosphere team skillfully placed explosives on the ground and pulled out the safety catch.

   "Your intuition is very accurate. If you don't want to become the excrement of the brood, we'd better move faster."

  The player squatting on the ground put away the test tube.

   "The sample has been recovered!"

  Another player spoke.

   "Dynamite is being planted!"

  The team members had a clear division of labor, and each performed their duties. Soon, more than half of the task was completed, leaving only the last few explosives to be placed.

  However, at this moment, from a corner of the darkness, there was a hissing and low growl suddenly.

  Hearing the low growl, everyone was terrified, and immediately raised the muzzle of the gun in their hands and pointed in the direction of the sound.

   There was no time to think about what it was, and the battlefield atmosphere team ordered it immediately.

   "Fire!"

  The tip of the gun shoots out flames!

  The flame from the muzzle illuminated the darkness and mist, and the bullets rushed towards the direction of the sound.

   And at this moment, the players finally discovered in horror that the figure standing in the darkness turned out to be a tyrant!

  The nearly four-meter-high body is like a rotten piece of rotten wood, but the heinously thick **** armor has a protective power no less than steel.

  The bullet hit the tyrant's body, just like a stone hitting a swamp, only rolling up a series of small splashes.

"Roar…!"

   With a roar of pain, the tyrant unexpectedly withstood the incoming firepower forcefully, and ran forward with both legs vigorously, slashing out his sharp claws violently.

  Caught off guard, my darkest chest was slapped immediately.

  The body armor was split open!

  Only hearing Lao Hei's muffled grunt, the whole person flew up, his back smashed open the French windows that had been in disrepair, and fell outside the building.

"ah-"

  The scream went away, accompanied by a vague "Zhuo!".

   Team A has lost one member!

   Players quickly spread out, trying to distract the Tyrant with crossfire and keep him from getting closer to the Harvest.

   At this moment, Commander Quanshui shouted from the communication channel.

   "What's the situation over there!? How did I see someone fly out?"

   Holding the trigger tightly with their fingers, the battlefield atmosphere team cursed: "We have encountered a tyrant! What you saw just now is me the darkest! Damn, can you get there?"

  Spring Water Commander: "We can fight, but we can't see what's going on in your area at all! The concentration of spores is too high!"

  The dense spore cloud is like a gel, almost blocking all sight.

   Fire at random will only accidentally injure teammates!

   In the blink of an eye, another player was killed.

  In just one minute, Team A has lost two people!

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "MMP! 7mm can't penetrate this thing at all! If we continue to fight like this, we will all have to go back to our hometown!"

  Spring suddenly had an idea.

   "Quick! Mark me!"

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Mark?"

   "Incendiary! Mark it with an incendiary!"

  The battlefield atmosphere team immediately understood the meaning of the spring water, and immediately pulled out the Molotov cocktail hanging on their waist.

   "Suppress it!" Shouted to his teammates, the battlefield atmosphere team seized the opportunity and threw the Molotov cocktail at the tyrant.

  The instant burst of fire temporarily restricted the tyrant's movement, and the Molotov cocktail hit its forehead impartially.

   Flame bursts!

  The tyrant let out a violent roar.

   It was on fire and was struggling to put out the fire on its body. At the same time, four armor-piercing incendiary bombs dragging flames entered from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and three of them hit its shoulders and abdomen fiercely.

  Flames and smoke kept coming out, and the three armor-piercing incendiary bombs that hit the target were like burning nails, stuck on the tyrant's body.

  The enraged tyrant ran rampant in the office area, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but it didn't work.

  At this time, another player who was responsible for placing the explosives had already placed the last piece of explosives.

   In addition, the oil barrel used to clean up the slime mold was also rolled to the center of the room.

   "Ready to withdraw!"

  The player yelled, and retreated to the holed ceiling first, and climbed up by stepping on the table.

"receive!"

   Seeing this, the other two also responded one after another, retreating towards the holed ceiling.

  Back to the 43rd floor, the three of them rampaged all the way, rushing towards the elevator shaft.

  Hung the survival rope on the steel cable, and the battlefield atmosphere team jumped up and descended towards the bottom of the floor.

   "Brothers, sit still!"

   After the words fell, he squeezed the detonator in his hand.

   There was a light click, and accompanied by a deafening sound, the flames of the explosion soared into the sky, and the ferocious shock wave instantly shattered the concrete between the 42nd and 41st floors!

  The flames and heat waves raged like a tsunami, engulfing the upper and lower floors, even rushing into the corridor, and pouring into the elevator shaft!

  The whole building seemed to be shaking!

"Hold!"

   "I feel like the elevator shaft is shaking!"

   "You can't **** press it later!"

  Everyone in the elevator shaft was shaken to the ground. Fortunately, the life rope was tied firmly, and they almost didn't fall down like dumplings.

  The situation of the battlefield atmosphere group wearing exoskeleton was slightly better, and smiled awkwardly after stabilizing the body.

   "I'm afraid that the signal will be bad if I go further down!"

   All the team members: "@#%!"

  The elevator shaft is filled with beautiful Mandarin.

   At this moment, it is the east side of the building.

   Commander Quanshui, holding a telescope in his hand, was standing in front of the broken French window, looking at the 41st floor where the smoke billowed.

  A fire ignited on the dark red wall, and black smoke replaced the gray-green thick fog.

  Even hundreds of meters away, I can still feel the heat coming to my face...

   "Although it is slightly different from the plan, it should be dead." Commander Spring put down the telescope.

   Being able to nip the brood in its cradle before it forms should weaken the wave's strength.

but…

  The cloud of spores gathered around here may be hard to recede in a short time.

  Commander Quanshui glanced to the north, and couldn't help frowning. The endless cloud seemed to be brewing a rainstorm.

  The player lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard what he said.

   "Can we set a flag?"

   As he spoke, he pulled the trigger and fired a high-explosive bomb towards the 41st floor.

  The spring commander hurriedly reminded him.

   "Don't use high-explosive bombs. Haven't you heard of explosions to put out fires? Just add two incendiary bombs and just do it."

   It doesn't matter whether it is supplemented or not.

  In the face of such a raging fire, the 20mm incendiary bomb is like a match thrown into the fire, and you can't even hear it.

  The first floor of the building.

   Team A returned to the team, and the battlefield atmosphere team and the two players behind them came out of the open elevator door along with the billowing smoke.

  The three of them were all black, as if they had just rolled out of a coal mine.

   Kakarot went up to help the old man in the field, and asked excitedly.

   "How about it, is it done?"

"It's done." Although he looked a little embarrassed, the voice of the battlefield atmosphere group could not hear any panic, but was full of excitement, "The brood has been blown up! Damn, when you came down the elevator shaft, it was so special Stimulate!"

  The two teammates behind heard it and couldn't help but spray.

   "Damn! Are you so shy?"

   "Exactly! I was so shaken that I almost fell!"

  The battlefield atmosphere team let out a dry cough.

   "It's not important! Just clear the level!"

   Kakarot counted his servants.

   "Why did you come back with three?"

  The battlefield atmosphere group said casually: "One fell, and the other stayed on it."

   "The brother who fell down called me the darkest, right? It's really dark enough." The old Wang next door smashed his tongue, "falling down from more than forty floors, that scene is really eye-catching..."

  The Battlefield Atmosphere team felt a twitch.

   "Where is it? I'll go and see!"

   Kakarot gave him a strange look.

   "It's all dead, what do you want to see, the VM is broken."

  The battlefield atmosphere team smiled embarrassedly and scratched the back of their heads.

   "Mainly because I haven't seen it before."

  Kakarot: "..."

  Pharaoh next door: "..."

   Players: "..."

  Is this what humans should say?

at the same time.

  The outside of the building.

  Chu Guang, who was standing on the pedestrian bridge, looked away from the building that was billowing with smoke, and asked Heya who was standing aside.

   "Is this a solution to the problem?"

  Heya stared at the building for a while, then nodded slowly.

   "It should be solved... Mutated slime mold is not resistant to high temperatures, and the damage to the hatching chamber has reached more than 90%, which is basically irreparable damage."

  Vanus stared at the nearly shattered corpse and a pool of blood on the road not far away, and couldn't help reminding him.

   "I seemed to see something fall just now."

   He was sure.

   The person who fell just now seems to be a person.

  But Chu Guang who was standing beside him didn't care, and just replied casually.

   "Small problem, not important."

  It’s just a little active substance, even if it’s awakened, it’s only two points.

  Is this a problem?

   Obviously not!

  Vanus froze for a moment.

  He felt that his worldview and perception of the blue coat had been subverted.

   And it's the second time today...

  …

  【Full server announcement: The brood of the New Era Data Building has been cleared, and the wave strength has been weakened! Let's applaud the 20 players who participated in the battle! 】

  Official website forum.

  The most popular posts on the official website in the past two days are either acceptance speeches from newcomers, or discussions about the upcoming wave.

  Although the countdown on the official website is still 10 days away, most players have already felt the changes in Qingquan City with their naked eyes.

  Grey-green clouds are spreading outward from the city center, and the rotting corpses wandering the streets and alleys are much stronger than before in terms of speed and strength.

  Crawlers, who used to only shuttle through tunnels and ruins, appeared more and more frequently on the streets.

  In just two days, four hunting teams of five were wiped out, and the cause of death without exception was because they were surrounded by predators.

  Irena: "Hearing what you said is so exciting, I want to come back. (Funny

  Ye Shi: "Isn't Honghe Town exciting? (Funny

  Irena: "It's okay, but it's too desolate here, and I don't think it's as fun as Qingquan City."

  Elf King Fugui: "The main reason is that there is too little food here, you understand."

  Irena: "Get out! (`Д*)9"

  Makabazi: "Hahahaha!"

  The war between Honghe Town, where a large number of mercenaries gathered, and the Snake Clan of the Bonechewer Tribe reached a stalemate. The two sides dug trenches, built fortifications, bombarded each other, and began a brutal positional battle.

  I heard that the Snake Clan seems to be waiting for reinforcements from the Ya Clan, but the fighting power of the Ya Clan is completely restrained by the resistance organization in Xizhou City, and there is no way to spare.

   Not only that, but there are also rumors that the plague broke out in Xizhou City due to the large number of dead bodies caused by the looters' reign of terror.

   This rumor has been confirmed by the strong man.

  His power is expanding rapidly, even slightly beyond his control...

  These rats are multiplying so fast!

  Fang Chang: "Didn't there be a wave in Xizhou City?"

It is difficult for the strong: "No, I feel that compared with Qingquan City, Xizhou City can only be regarded as a relatively large small county. It may be because it is located in a hilly area. The buildings here are not very high, and the building density is not high. On the contrary, the vegetation is relatively dense. It’s very lush. Rats, cockroaches, and hyenas are relatively common alien species here, and then there are burrowing beasts, myriads... and some things I haven’t seen before.”

  Lao Bai: "It feels like a satellite city next to a super first-tier city."

  Struggling: "It can be understood in this way! (Show teeth

  Midnight Kill Chicken: "We don't have waves here in Yuanxi Town, but there are quite a lot of trees. (@ω@

  Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: "Pfft, there is a wave of ghosts in your place, and there are no eaters."

   Boring to fight a tiger: "I hope it won't affect the land I contracted. I just planted a crop of green peppers. T.T"

  Stop talking nonsense: "Don't affect my fishing! I'm not interested in waves, I just want to fish!"

Yaya: "Hey, the wave came at the right time... Fujiteng and I were shopping in the store, and we didn't buy anything, so we were forced to spend 40 chips to buy two gas masks... It feels like this Chips are more expensive than silver coins. _:(□`”∠):_”

   Edge paddling: "Fuck?! Why is the mask so expensive? Do you need 40 chips?!"

  Fujito: "Eh? Is it expensive? (°ー°〃

   Edge stroke: “…”

  Big Eyes in Debt: "Brother Brink wants to say that he picked up a few plastic bottles at the garbage dump, got two pieces of gauze and a little activated charcoal and made one, and it works really well. (Show teeth

  Mole on the run in the canyon: "Hey! Twenty chips for a mask? I really want to come back to do business! If you make tens of thousands of gas masks and get them to Boulder City, you can't just make money like crazy?!"

  Guangfeng: "A rational analysis, maybe you can really make a fortune. But a mask is 20 chips... This is purely being slaughtered as a fat sheep, right? (Sweat

  Crow Crow: "!!"

  vine vine: "Σ(°△°|||

  In fact, if you think about it for a while, you will know that twenty chips are equivalent to the income of an ordinary person for a week.

  It’s so expensive, how can ordinary people afford it?

  5~6 chips should be a relatively reasonable market price, and it is also a price that ordinary people can afford.

  Mole is still lamenting that he missed the opportunity to make a fortune.

  However, at this moment, WC, who had been silent all this time, really had mosquitoes, and suddenly appeared from the forum.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   "Bring it to you!"

  (end of this chapter)