This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 91: You Can Only Blame Yourself

The limelight on the battlefield had been completely stolen by Mosquito.

If there were no accidents, he would probably be the MVP.

As the fuse behind the wooden honeycomb-like object was ignited, fifty wooden rockets shot through the night sky, blasting towards the marauders' position.

One kilogram of black powder was not that scary. If it didn't fall right next to the target, at most, people would just be startled by it.

However, fifty rockets carrying one kilogram of payload was another matter entirely.

There were more rockets scurrying around the battlefield than there were people lying there!

A total of fifty kilograms of gunpowder was shot at the enemy's position within three seconds, and the sound of the explosion almost shattered the eardrums of the marauders.

As long as the quantity was sufficient, who the fuck cared about quality?

Billowing smoke filled the air in an instant, and the pine trees that were as thick as thighs were blown to pieces.

Cracked bark, sawdust, and sparks flew around the battlefield, burning the marauders lying on the ground and causing them to roll all over the floor, scurrying while covering their heads with their hands.

Even if few were killed during the blast, the chaotic scene was enough to force them into desperation.

On the other hand, the reactions of the players in the trenches were completely the opposite. Excitement was written all over their faces.

"Mosquito is awesome!"

"Holy shit! Katyusha!"

"Katyusha my ass, it's a swarm at best."

"Hahahaha, so satisfying!"

The rocket that hit the ground became the last straw that crushed the camel.

The morale of the marauders collapsed instantly.

Unable to maintain the collapsed position, they fled from the burning covers one after another, ignoring the squad leader's shouts. In fact, they couldn’t even hear them.

No one knew when the next wave of bombing would come, and no one knew what else was waiting for them.

Like a group of frightened rats, the marauders threw out everything they could desperately, not caring if they hit teammates or enemies. The only thing they wanted to do was to flee!

Just as they left their positions and fled around in chaos, a sharp whistle resounded through the woods.

From the trenches and foxholes, a group eagerly jumped out, waving long and short weapons in their hands, and like a pack of hungry wolves, they rushed towards the fleeing marauders.

"Ura!"

"Charge!"

"Long live the alliance!"

"Ora, ora, ora, ora!"

"Awoo, awoo, wooo!"

The sounds of shouting and killing swept through like a tsunami. Bear’s command to not retreat seemed too weak compared to them.

The players who heard the whistle were like wild horses breaking free from the reins. They stared hungrily at the fleeing marauders as if they were walking trophies.

The marauders were frightened by the brutality of those freaks in blue coats. It was the first time these marauders had seen other humans more barbaric and brutal than themselves.

No... Those aren’t humans... They’re clearly a bunch of Crunchers who know how to use guns!

"Fuck."

"Fuck off, don't block my way!"

"I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"

"Boss... I can't hold it here anymore, we have to retreat."

"Fuck!"

Everyone beside Bear fell down one after the other, and the ones who didn't fall also lay on the ground pretending to be dead. Soon, he who tried to break through to the northeast, discovered that he was alone.

With heavy armor, he couldn't run fast at all. However, because of the stray bullets flying around everywhere, he did not dare to throw the armor away and escape, so he had to grit his teeth while fighting and running.

Unfortunately, such a big target was too conspicuous on the battlefield.

After he got up, and before he even managed to escape a hundred meters, he was regarded as an important target by the people in blue coats. They started to chase, and soon, he was surrounded.

Bear was frightened and angry. Those people in blue coats seemed to be not afraid of death at all. He couldn't see any fear in their eyes, and they didn't care about the death of their companions.

After seeing him fire two shots that blasted the head of a blue coat into pieces, not only did the others not falter, but even began to surround him with spears.

His double-barreled shotgun was powerful enough, but there were only two bullets in the barrel and there was no time to reload at such a close distance.

In desperation, Bear had to throw away the shotgun in his hand and block the two spearheads with his breastplate. Then, he waved his big hand, grabbed the spears, and broke them as though he was snapping a twig.

Roar!

He roared menacingly, trying to intimidate the people surrounding him.

If it were an ordinary survivor, they would definitely be frightened.

Too bad for him, those fools surrounding him weren’t ordinary survivors. They were players who didn’t know what fear was. Although they were startled by the sound, they were nowhere near terrified.

Instead...

They became even more excited.

"Huh?!"

"This Boss is a bit fierce! He is at least at the commander-level!"

"Hurry up, we need some help here!"

"Okay! I will go around, you guys distract him!"

Bear looked furious. The attitudes and reactions of those people humiliated him.

He pulled out the long-handled battle axe sheathed on his back and continuously waved it back and forth, driving the people who approached back, but they continued to approach him fearlessly.

At this moment, Bear suddenly sensed a dangerous aura. He immediately turned his head to the side. There, he saw a man with a cold expression staring straight at him.

A deerskin coat hung on a branch beside him, fluttering with the north wind.

The man wore an exoskeleton, and a huge long-handled warhammer stood in front of him. He also folded his hands casually around the handle of the hammer.

There was a hint of provocation in the man's eyes.

Do you dare to come fight me?

That was what Bear thought the man was saying. With his lips twitching, he revealed a ferocious expression.

"Humph! I’m not scared of you!" He had never been afraid of anyone if they fought one on one.

Even if he had an exoskeleton, the man would still not be able to compete with his horrifying strength.

Seeing that their own NPC and the marauder Boss had met, it looked like the cutscene was about to be triggered. All the players in the distance stopped and started to watch intently.

Since the administrator had no intention of getting the players involved, it was better to stay at ease and watch the plot.

If they got hurt by mistake or got killed by the plot, they would surely lose a lot. After all, many of them had seen the power of the administrator’s hammer.

"Damn, Jayce versus Darius?"

"Jayce my ass, can that hammer shoot anything? Obviously, it’s Poppy’s hammer!"

"What are you talking about, isn't this the Electrohammer Vanguard?"

"... Go away!"

"..."

Tsk, this group of idiots.

The suspense I had been building up for all of you went to waste!

Bah... Whatever. It’s not important.

Chu Guang, who planned to end the battle quickly, did not want to talk nonsense. He adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum, adjusted his hold on the hammer, and put his thumb on the button that activated Mode B.

After completing all of his preparations, Chu Guang walked at a steady pace toward Bear.

Seeing that the man walking toward him was full of flaws, the corners of Bear's mouth twisted upwards to a cruel arc.

Although he didn't know where this person got his confidence from and dared to challenge him alone, he would not let go of this wonderful opportunity.

Intuition told him that as long as he captured the man, he would still have a chance to live!

With his right foot braced against the ground, Bear's legs suddenly pushed off. Just like a real brown bear, he roared and charged at Chu Guang.

It had to be said that the fully protective armor looked really oppressive. This was especially prominent when charging. He was like a tank with full power, and even the ground trembled faintly.

"What a coincidence."

"My hammer’s main purpose is to destroy tanks!"

Mode B, activate!

The high-pressure nitrogen was compressed into a thin layer and it stuck to the curved hammer’s surface.

Chu Guang stepped forward, raised his warhammer, and swung it vigorously.

Watching the hammerhead close in on him, a sneer appeared on Bear's face. He raised the battle axe in his hand and swung it at the incoming hammer.

He expected that clumsy and funny hammer to be knocked away by the battle axe in his hand like a baseball.

However, something that Bear never expected happened.

The moment when his battle axe and hammer collided, the blade of the battle axe in his hand was blasted away, and he felt as though something had exploded.

A sharp pain shot through his hand, making him feel like it was bleeding.

Holding the empty axe handle, Bear was stunned, and he didn't understand what happened.

"Goodbye."

Steadying the warhammer that was knocked back by the recoil, Chu Guang grinned. Giving Bear no chance to breathe, he gathered his strength and swung the hammer horizontally again, blasting it at Bear's chest fiercely!

Boom!

In a flash, Bear was directly sent flying by the blow. He was unable to block the attack at all.

His two-meter-tall body sailed through the air like a cannonball, smashing the thigh-thick pine tree behind him.

"Blergh."

A huge mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth, and he didn't know how many bones had been broken.

Bear's eyes widened, staring at his chest in disbelief.

The curved surface of the thumb-thick steel plate, which was originally protruding outwards, was cracked and dented inwards! Even the frame that fixed the armor lining was broken!

What the hell is that?

That’s not a power a human can wield!

No, this is definitely not caused by pure force!

Seeing the man walking towards him with the hammer, a rare trace of fear emerged in Bear's eyes.

Stretching out his hand that was almost broken, Bear gritted his teeth, broke off the steel plate that almost broke his ribs, and struggled to stand up.

He looked like a beast driven to a desperate situation. His eyes were red, his breathing heavy, and every cell in his body seemed to be trembling.

Suddenly...

When his emotions were condensed to the extreme, Bear felt an unprecedented sensation pouring from his chest to his body, piercing every blood vessel, every inch of bone, and every inch of muscle and skin.

His broken ribs seemed to reconnect in an instant, and the blood throughout his body flowed rapidly, and he felt clear-headed and comfortable like never before.

At the same time, thick hair began to grow wildly from his body, gradually crawling all over his body.

The surrounding players exclaimed in shock.

"Holy shit, the boss is going to evolve?!"

"What is this?!"

"Moldy?!"

Awakening!

Recalling those hearsay rumors, Bear instantly understood what was happening to him. He was ecstatic and an ugly and distorted laugh emerged from his lips.

"Hahahaha, you all have to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the hammer soared through the air and slammed into his head from above.

The Nitrogen-Powered Hammer smashed his brain and pressed it into his chest cavity along with his broken skull.

Bear's body staggered weakly, and his huge body knelt directly on the ground, slowly tilting to the side.

The players watching the plot next to him were dumbfounded.

"What the hell?!"

"Our administrator is so shameless!"

"How can he not wait for the other party to finish the transformation?"

"Hahaha! This is so funny."

"By the way, is this cutscene over yet?"

"There must be something wrong with this dude. It might be related to an expansion in the future, and there has to be a follow-up update soon, but for today, I think this is all. After all, that boss monster is already dead."

Hanging the hammer behind him, Chu Guang took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wiped off the dirty things splashed on the exoskeleton and collar. He stared at the body on the ground without the slightest pity in his eyes.

"Confess your sins in hell."

If you want to blame, then blame your long attack foreswing.

It was a shame the dead couldn't speak, and Bear remained motionless on the ground.

The surrounding marauders were routed.

With the death of their leader, the remaining marauders who were still resisting also dropped their weapons and completely gave up resisting.

A total of eighty two players participated in the battle, of which seven died, three were severely injured, and eleven suffered light injuries.

A total of fifty six marauders participated in the battle, of which twenty seven died, ten were seriously injured, and the rest suffered light injuries.

All the marauders with serious and minor injuries were captured, and none of them escaped under the joint tracking of the perception type players and the agility type players.

It was a massive victory!

But that being said, the battle was the worst since the alpha test, and it was also the only one with casualties.

Although the players were extremely brave and fearless when charging, some of the marauder's stubborn resistance and the stray bullets flying on the battlefield still caused a certain amount of damage to the players.

It was especially so for Bear...

Among the seven players who died, he killed two of them.

In addition, two of the seriously injured players were also caused by him. One player’s arm was cut off and he suffered a disability.

When there was no way to perform the surgery, the player could only be persuaded to go offline. After saving his genetic sequence, his remains were thrown into the active matter extractor so a new body could be synthesized...

"No! I don't want to die! I don’t want to log out!" Makka Pakka yelled.

"There, there. The administrator has said that he will give you a reward. Your equipment will be stored for free until you come back, and I will take them back for you."

"Huh?! Don't steal my shit!"

"Am I that kind of person?!"

Watching these people in blue coats knock out their seriously injured companions with bricks and strip off their clothes, the captives who were brought to the brick kiln all showed fearful expressions.

These guys... They’re demons!

All the corpses, whether friend or foe, were carried on the cart and transported to the morgue in the outpost, waiting to be extracted. As for the captives, Chu Guang temporarily imprisoned them in a brick kiln by the river and arranged for a few players to guard them.

Perhaps it was the experience accumulated in previous team battles, because this time, the battlefield cleaning work proceeded very quickly and smoothly.

Looking at the big guy being carried on the stretcher, Chu Guang thought that the corpse alone would be enough to produce a whole unit of active matter on its own.

However, compared to the active matter that his body could produce, what made Chu Guang more concerned about was the hair that grew out of his body at the very last moment.

Is it some kind of superpower?

One example he could think of was the phenomenon of transformation when someone was on the verge of death, which led to an increase in all attributes.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang suddenly felt a chill go down his back.

Fortunately, the talent he unlocked was normal. If he had to grow hair around his body when using skills, he would rather not have it at all.

Except for the players who cleaned the battlefield, rescued the wounded, and guarded the captives, Chu Guang gathered twenty elites who were still able to fight and said, "The enemy's main force has been wiped out by us! Only the old, weak, sick, and the poor prisoners caught by them are left in their base."

"Go!"

"It's time to end this!"