Online game version of American comics

Chapter 181 Siege of the Hulk ([-])

"Roar!"

As the sun sets, in the shantytowns of Porto, the roar of the Hulk is deafening. Facing the siege of hundreds of players, he ignores it and rampages through the player group like a tank.

The bullets fired by the gun in the player's hand hit the tough skin and bounced off directly, and once the player is rubbed by its fist, it will fly out directly, neither dead nor disabled.

However, the besieging players had no intention of retreating at all. They all looked excited, either hiding in the dark and shooting black guns or relying on the three-dimensional mobile device to circle around. After the Hulk, they all dispersed. Once the Hulk shifted its target to these players He started pouring firepower without hesitation.

"Haha, cool, this game is so fucking real."

"It turns out that this is the correct way to open this game, md, it's a pity that I didn't buy a three-dimensional mobile device, otherwise I would also want to rush up and play with this green-skinned monster."

"Get out of the way, I'm going to sacrifice my long-cherished bazooka, don't blame me if you hurt me by mistake!"

"Damn, I'm out of bullets, whoever supports me, I'll give you [-] million game coins!"

"Fuck, [-] million? Come on, I have... Wait, brother, which country are you talking about the game currency from?"

"Zimbabwe dollars, come on, give me bullets!"

"Get out! If I haven't been to Zimbabwe, my character was born there!"

……

The Hulk is invincible on a rampage all the way. If the aborigines would have been frightened, the players became more and more excited. They didn't mind the dead at all. They even laughed with their companions, or let out wanton laughter like firing a gun. .

The degree of simulation of Earth OL is too high, so real that there is almost no difference from reality except for some system functions.

The smell of gunpowder smoke, the heat of the gun barrel, the deafening roar and roar, and the violent visual impact of the bullet hitting the green-skinned monster's skin but being bounced off...

Here, they can experience everything in reality without having to worry about legal restrictions, which means that they can get a sense of vanity and satisfaction comparable to reality, and they can also freely let themselves vent all kinds of negative emotions.

According to common sense, games with such a degree of freedom and simulation will not be allowed to go on the market. Earth OL is definitely the only one in this respect. Even the so-called cross-era game Star Wars Era .

To some extent, this game can already be regarded as the second world. If there are not many fetters in reality, I am afraid that many players will directly choose to live in this game.

Here they don't need to worry about any rules and regulations, they don't need to work hard to survive, and they even gain extraordinary power far beyond the same kind, so as to experience another kind of life.

As for the consequences... At most, it is nothing more than deleting the account and rebuilding it. It cannot be revived, but it is also equivalent to reincarnation with memory.

Back to the point.

The reason why these players are so unafraid of life and death is just one of the reasons why they enjoy the game and let themselves go. More importantly, this branch of the faction is different from the past. Whether it is killing the players of the enemy faction or causing damage to the main NPC Accumulated faction point rewards.

For the casual players of these military camps, they can get a small amount of points rewards by pouring firepower on the Hulk. After one faction mission, as long as you can get [-] points, you can basically exchange for the same very good equipment and props.

On the other hand, the players in the Hulk camp were not very enthusiastic, basically either they didn't come or they were playing soy sauce.

The Hulk is irrational after transforming, and some people that Bruce Banner attaches great importance to may be able to restrain him, but players like them obviously cannot enjoy this kind of treatment.

At this time, they will only be attacked indiscriminately when they go up, and they will even face the players of the enemy camp to shoot black guns and take their heads-this is a lesson they have learned after paying a painful price many times.

The players of the Hulk camp are more focused on the faction branches, either searching for the orchids that don't even know the shape near Porto, or waiting for the Hulk to run away to finish and break and then make some faction contributions .

"Why do you feel that there are fewer NPCs here?"

Several players from the Hulk camp cowered in the alleyway of a low flat room and looked out quietly.

"Nonsense, we have fought so many team battles here, those NPCs have almost run away."

The companion who asked the player said disapprovingly: "Be honest and pay attention to the situation. After the tracking troops come over, try to fight NPCs. Their contribution to the camp is much higher than that of the players."

"No, when we rushed over just now, I saw the police evacuating the surrounding civilians."

Another companion asked worriedly: "Do you think the tracking force is planning to bomb with powerful thermal weapons like missiles?"

"Don't worry, they just have no choice but to evacuate people with the Hulk. No matter how you evacuate here, it's still an urban area, and throwing a missile in this kind of shanty town may set them all on fire."

Facing this player's guess, except for the player who thought something was wrong at first, the rest of them all sneered.

They have fought in Porto more than a dozen times. The NPCs tracking the troops have never used rockets, not to mention missiles. If they really want to bomb, they have already used them, so why wait until now.

"Why don't we retreat first, and it would be good to complete the task of finding orchids first."

At the beginning, the player who felt something was wrong proposed, which immediately won the approval of worried players, but unfortunately, it was firmly rejected by the rest of them.

"There is only one orchid mission. Those who find it will be rewarded, and the rest will only drink a mouthful of soup. Let's squat here and wait for the tracking troops to come. As long as you can kill two with a random bullet, you will get hundreds of points."

"But……"

The proposer wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking, and the rest of them also raised their heads.

"what sound!"

"Shit, you're crazy!"

There were screams from many players outside the alleyway, accompanied by the continuous sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound was gradually approaching, getting louder and louder. The army of people is marching generally.

"I wipe."

A player from the Hulk camp in the alley cautiously poked his head out to wait and see, and then immediately shrunk back in fear, looking like he was pissing in fright.

"what's the situation?"

Some of the other people asked directly, while others leaned against the inside of the wall and also poked their heads out.

Gudong!

The player who raised his head to check just now swallowed his saliva and said, "Lee Stan's Transformers, and there are at least dozens of them, and each one is taller than the Hulk..."

"Fuck, why did Li Stan come here, and still have dozens of Transformers?"

Everyone in the lane was shocked immediately after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)