This Game Is Too Realistic

Though death befalls all men alike, some deaths were weightier than Mount Tai, and some were lighter than a feather.

In reality, Old White felt that he would have hesitated for a long time to make such a decision. After all, it meant that there were many things he had to give up.

But luckily, they were in the game world, and in the game, he could die many times.

Without hesitation for even a second, his body had already made a choice.

"Run!"

While shouting the word loudly, Old White raised the Sickle assault rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger on the Deathclaw, who was looking at Gale.

Da da da!

Flames spewed from the muzzle, and the bullets whizzed past the green vegetation and rushed in the direction of the monster.

Blood splattered on the black scales, and the Deathclaw let out a pained roar.

Pushing with its strong and powerful feet, it dodged the bullets by jumping to the side, rushed in the direction of Old White, and swiftly swung its claws.

Old White did not panic at all, and adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum. His seemingly cumbersome body was like a rabbit, nimbly dodging the fatal blow from the monster, while quickly retreating behind the palm tree trunk as thick as a human thigh before hiding into the forestry behind.

The immobile palm tree was not so lucky.

It was torn apart as if it had been hit by a bulldozer.

Seeing the prey dodging the fatal blow, the Deathclaw let out an angry low roar. Its amber pupils narrowed menacingly, and without any hesitation, it immediately locked the direction in which the prey was fleeing, and quickly gave chase.

Looking at Old White, who was dodging in the opposite direction from himself and the others, Ample Time was shocked. Before he could ask what Old White was doing, he heard Old White’s roar, "Go to the elevator! Forget about me!"

Night Ten was startled. "What the hell? Old White, what are you doing?"

"Something big!"

Gale’s right hand, Ample Time’s bow, and the sniper rifle obtained by Night Ten from Boulder Town’s mercenaries were all very precious. Although the exoskeleton on his body was not cheap either, he could still rely on the strength type talent to do a decent amount of damage without it. However, the same couldn’t be said for his teammates. ṙ

Old White never planned to live forever and never die once. After all, how could one not die in games?

Since he was the tank, he was naturally ready to give up his life for his teammates.

Speaking of which, I have never died once in this game before.

I wonder what it’s like to die in this game.

But from what I gathered from those people on the forum, it seems that it is just a matter of closing and opening your eyes…

"Roar!

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The roar from behind made Old White stop thinking about other things, and all his attention was focused on running.

But unfortunately, the Deathclaw’s movements were too fierce!

If his movement was like a rabbit running in the woods, then that monster’s movement would be like a rampaging Gundam. Nothing could stop it!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew against him, and before Old White could react, a muffled sound rang out on his back, which made him stagger forward with the exoskeleton and almost fell to the ground.

The unpleasant fricative sound made his heart raise to his throat, but fortunately, the adaptive gait of the exoskeleton kept him steady.

Feeling the cold wind leaking into the armor from behind, Old White didn’t dare to turn his head back, and continued to run forward with all his strength.

This claw strike directly pierced through the steel plate behind him, leaving three deep slits in the plates.

He had to thank his lucky stars there were steel plates welded into the exoskeleton… Otherwise, he would have already woken up in the other world!

Seeing that there was no way to rescue Old White, Ample Time gritted his teeth, raised the mechanical compound bow in his hand, pulled the bowstring to charge up his shot, before firing it at the light source on the ceiling.

The front end of the arrow plunged into the ceiling and the firing pin was triggered immediately. The charge exploded instantly!

Bang!

Transparent polymer fragments and electric sparks fell from the ceiling together, and the light in the ecological park dimmed instantly.

The light in the rainforest became dimmer.

The Deathclaw, who was charging forward, froze. Its amber pupils shrunk into slits, and it quickly adapted to the suddenly darkened environment while trying to focus.

Although it was only a momentary pause, it was enough to buy time for Old White to break out from the edge of the rainforest and dash in front of the group of marauders, knocking away the hapless guy closest to him with his shoulder.

In the face of this humanoid tank that suddenly rushed out of the rainforest, the surrounding marauders shouted and raised the muzzles in their hands.

"Stop him!"

Flames burst out from the muzzles of the guns, and the whizzing bullets were like raindrops. The unfortunate guy who was knocked away by Old White was shot dead instantly by his teammates and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the bullets flew towards Old White.

Under the extreme short distance, the steel plate that had suffered excess damage was riddled with dents, the welding joint was broken, and it fell from the exoskeleton.

However…

That was not important anymore.

Hearing the running sound of the monster getting closer and closer behind him, Old White, who was finally relieved, pulled out the hatchet hanging from his waist, and the corners of his blood-oozing mouth curved up into a smile.

Bring it on!

Let’s fight a great battle!

"Limit…"

"...Breaker!"

On the other side of the jungle.

"We have to save him!"

Ample Time grabbed Night Ten, stared at him, and shook his head. "It’s too late."

Gale also looked at Night Ten and said calmly, "Staying here will only make Old White’s efforts in vain... Let’s go."

Listening to the gunshots, there were at least a dozen marauders, and there were quite a few automatic weapons. If there were covers around to draw enemy’s fire, they could still try to rescue Old White.

But in a plain rainforest terrain, they couldn’t find any proper cover, so the side with superior numbers had the absolute advantage.

It just so happened that Old White just reached LV10, and he had been reluctant to update his equipment. After this, they decided to pool money and buy him a brand new Miner Type I exoskeleton.

As soon as the three rushed into the elevator, Ample Time hit the up button.

The next second, the elevator started to rise.

The figure of Old White was no longer visible at the entrance of the passage, and the Deathclaw, who was in close contact with those marauders, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, causing a bloody storm at every swing of its sharp claws.

But those marauders didn’t seem to be weak either.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Night Ten saw a marauder standing near the safe passage, carrying a tubular launcher, and pulled the trigger with the barrel pointed at the Deathclaw.

The three rockets were fired from three different angles at the same time, and the orange-yellow tail flames drew three straight staggered trajectories in the air.

Two of the shots failed to hit the monster, and shot into the bushes after scratching the Deathclaw’s tail, while the other successfully hit the Deathclaw’s left shoulder, and the flames and fragments of the explosion ripped apart its skin.

"Roar!" Letting out a painful roar, the Deathclaw staggered, and then ran into the woods. At the same time, the fire protection system at the top of the ecological park was triggered, and it immediately started to rain in the rainforest.

The marauders didn’t dare to pursue. They grabbed their comrades who were still alive on the ground, opened fire towards the dimly lit jungle, and retreated in the direction of the safe passage.

Staring at the firelight outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Night Ten couldn’t help muttering to himself.

"Jesus christ…"

Its flesh is so hard that it can even block an RPG!

This is ridiculous!

The next second, the leader of marauders, who had retreated to the entrance of the safe passage, suddenly raised his head, and his narrowed eyes saw the ascending elevator.

Even in the dim light, he still saw the three people inside.

Shouting something at his companion in the back row, the man directed his teammates to run back while shooting at the elevator.

The bullets slammed into the floor-to-ceiling window of the elevator, startling Night Ten who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The elevator was sturdy enough. The bullets only left a string of cobweb-like fine lines on the floor-to-ceiling windows, but did not penetrate the glass.

Eventually, the elevator came to a stop.

Before the door was fully opened, the three of them immediately got out of the elevator, ran north along the corridor, took a long detour, and left the wall from the back of Building 3.

Only then did they discover that there were more than 40 or 50 people standing at the main entrance!

There were two trucks parked in the open space not far away. Several marauders led the mutant hyenas into the building and rushed to support their accomplices on the front line.

The three climbed over the half-collapsed wall, leaning against the wall of the experimental base, and went around to the west side of Building 3, observing from a distance of roughly 500 meters.

Ample Time frowned. "Damn it, it looks like it’s almost half a company."

Night Ten couldn’t help cursing and said, "Fuck, where did this bunch of fucking marauders come from? They’re here for fuel rods too?!"

"I thought so too at first, but it’s hard to say now," Ample Time frowned, biting his thumb and thinking for a moment, as he was hiding behind the broken concrete wall, "They obviously plan to stay here... Don’t you think those trucks look familiar?”

Night Ten squinted his eyes and took a closer look, then he was shocked. "The same model from the Army? What the hell? Are they from the Army?!"

"Bonechewer," Gale, who had not spoken for a while, suddenly blurted out, "Do you still remember what was mentioned in the Alpha 0.9 update... Due to the collapse of the Army, a huge marauder force is rising in the central region of River Valley Province. Now, they should have taken over some of the equipment the Army once used."

The group of marauders attacked the Longevity Town before, and was currently serving the correctional training with the squad leaders from the army used to have the same weapons and even the same coats as the Army’s soldiers.

Even stragglers like them could get the equipment of the Army… These organized marauders most likely had more weapons from the Army!

Night Ten and Ample Time also became more serious.

Ample Time made an immediate judgment. "We have to report the situation here to the administrator as soon as possible!"

"Mhm," Gale nodded, "I thought so too."

Thinking that Old White should be offline by now, they decided that they would log out after they went back and chat with him on the official website.

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Blip’s Thoughts

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