This Game Is Too Realistic

At four o'clock in the morning, the sun has not yet risen, and the sea is still gray.

The King Gallon Port lying on the coastline is like a sleeping bull, and the concrete piers protruding outwards are its horns, and the area lying on the edge of the coastline is densely crowded with a large number of houses of different heights. The urban area is its bloated and fat tripe.

Located on the banks of the Yongliu River and on the impact plain, this settlement is the largest settlement of the Xilan Empire on the east coast, and it is also the largest port.

According to Sisi's updated post on the forum, there are an astonishing one million people living here, even more than the people in the Hump Kingdom combined.

If you only look at the scale, whether it is the port of Silver Moon Bay or the port of the circular island, compared with it, it can only be regarded as a flea.

However, when it comes to living standards, it is not difficult to feel the suffocation and hardship just by looking at the densely packed houses and shacks that look like ant nests.

Of course, if there are only shacks here, it must be a slander to the empire. After all, as long as anyone who disembarks from this port is not blind, he will definitely not pay attention to the straight concrete piers and the few roads with street lamps. The block turned a blind eye.

Although what happened a month ago caused the nobles living near the port to have lingering fears, it still didn't affect that this place was the most expensive place along the entire Yongliu River. A brick here could even buy a nearby city.

Of course, no matter how expensive the house here is, it has nothing to do with Palu who stands guard here.

First of all, he is from the horse tribe. Only the noble Japanese, cow tribe and foreigners are eligible to buy a house here, and the transaction does not accept Xilan coins at a price of one day. Gnar.

No matter what it is, he dare not even think about it. He can only donate more incense money and pray for a good pregnancy in the next life.

In fact, there are only a thousand gods who shelter here, which is not a lot. Maybe in the next reincarnation, they will become Japanese or Niu people?

Not impossible.

Looking at the silent coast, Palu, who was thinking wildly, couldn't help yawning, and tightened the rifle that looked like a firestick in his hand.

It's not because this thing can bring him a sense of security, it's purely because the sea wind is blowing here, and he always worries about being blown away by the wind if he doesn't grab something in his hand.

It was too early for most people in this settlement, and only the manure pickers carrying wooden buckets and patrolling guards were awake by the port.

If you accidentally fall into the sea, you may drown and no one will notice.

...Isn't it time to change shifts?

Palu murmured in a low voice, and looked around irritably, always feeling that the time for changing shifts had passed.

Oh shit.

The person who rang the bell must have fallen asleep again, right?

...

At this moment, Palu didn't know that the guard in charge of ringing the bell was not asleep, but knocked unconscious by a sap.

The bell tower is the commanding height of the surrounding area, next to the Port Guard Bureau, and it can overlook at least half of the port area when it is taken down.

And it's not even just the bell ringers.

Just as Palu was yawning, the gate of the Port Guard Bureau was also controlled by force by a group of guys wearing exoskeletons.

The guard on guard was gagged and thrown under the table of the guard booth. An intelligence player quickly released the quadrotor drone he was carrying, and used the neural access device to operate the drone to fly around the entire security station for two times. circle, marking all escape routes and places where people may be present.

The No. 6 in the corner who served as the team leader immediately gave an attack order, and then 20 soldiers wearing the five-style exoskeleton broke through the front door of the security station openly, and the soldiers divided into two groups and went straight to the main building and dormitory.

Many snoring guards were grabbed from their beds before they woke up, and then saw a pistol with a silencer pipe pointed at their foreheads.

Looking at the index finger tapping their lips, no one dared to speak out, they all accepted the fact that they had been captured obediently, and obediently were escorted by these uninvited guests into the cell of the Security Bureau, and those who The prisoners who hadn't woken up stayed together.

At this moment, even a blind person can see that this group of people is obviously not ordinary pirates or looters.

They are well-trained, their actions are clean and tidy, and they do not hesitate. They are quick, accurate and ruthless, and they hit the vital points directly, without giving the victim any chance to react.

obviously.

They are all regular soldiers!

And both equipment and tactics are professional!

When encountering this kind of stubble, it is useless to resist, it is better to surrender honestly.

What's more, there is nothing shameful about being captured by the regular army, and their chiefs would not blame them for not resisting.

It's just that everyone in the security bureau can't figure out one thing.

How on earth did I offend these plague gods?

The entire operation took less than fifteen minutes, and there was no exchange of a word throughout the whole process. The Port Security Bureau of Jin Gallon Port has been suppressed.

The sleeping bull has been blindfolded,

The Union sub could float upright next to the pier and transfer its crew and equipment ashore with a rope around its neck.

In the chief's office of the Security Bureau.

The sixth child in the corner who had completely controlled the building stretched out his index finger and pressed on the helmet, and reported the current situation to the temporary combat command located in the submarine.

...This is the advance team. We have successfully suppressed the port security system. There has been no exchange of fire. You can land at any time.

After the rustling electric sound, Lao Bai's voice came from the other end of the communication channel.

Received, continue to suppress, and stand by on the spot.

Corner Six: Understood.

At the same time when the communication ended, a jet-black giant submarine slowly surfaced on the edge of the pier on the southernmost side of the port.

The pitch-black hull quietly pushed away the waves, revealing the wide deck and the huge curved bow.

The crew standing on the deck threw out the cushioning air cushion, and guided the submarine through the intercom to slowly approach the edge of the concrete pier.

When the submarine came to a complete stop, a row of jet-black exoskeletons stepped across the hatch connecting the deck in neat steps, and boarded the dock through the gangway protruding outward.

They also flocked to the port with Y-2 butterfly knife drones hanging from the muzzle, and 20 Cerberus unmanned vehicles loaded with ammunition.

In just three minutes, the deployment of a battalion has been completed, and it is also the most elite battalion in the alliance.

Not only are these players all second-awakened with a gene sequence of more than three stages, but they are also armed to the teeth with mechanized equipment.

Seeing the army that suddenly appeared on the port, the guards on patrol nearby were stunned in shock, losing their movements and voices for a moment.

Facing this group of guys who are not in the same style at all, they only feel that the Ripper rifle in their hands is like a small water pipe in a washbasin.

Not to mention raising it to aim at those people, they didn't even have the courage to load their rifles, so they put down their rifles and raised their hands.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of ordinary survivors with meager salaries, neither the noble imperial army nor the private soldiers of the Governor's Mansion.

They have neither the ability to rush forward nor the courage to do so.

The team leader didn't fire at them either, but gathered them where they were out of the way, arranged for two drones to watch, and then continued to carry out the task of occupying the port.

At this moment, Palu, who was on duty at the northernmost edge of the port, didn't even notice what happened. The control of the port had already fallen into the hands of the Alliance.

The deck of the submarine.

Looking at the port that fell into their hands before a shot was fired, Fang Chang, who was wearing the five-style exoskeleton, couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Now I figured out how those guys made such a fuss in this port with just four people.

Before going ashore, he estimated that there would be at least one fierce exchange of fire in the port area, which happened to be a rehearsal for the landing battle in the southern sea area and Haiya Province.

After all, they were all airborne from the sky before, and they have never encountered the situation of landing from the sea. In case the Federation of Southern Islands suddenly turned against them, it would still be difficult to deal with the naval bombardment of the Federation Fleet with the coastal defense capabilities of Potato Fry Port. The best solution is to change homes through submarine penetration.

In any case, always prepare for the worst.

However, this huge settlement with a population of one million was completely beyond his expectations. The defenders here seemed to be asleep, and they were shot down without firing a single shot.

Lao Bai, who was standing beside him, glanced at him.

You mean Awei and the others?

Fang Chang shrugged.

Has anyone else been here?

Seeing his speechlessness, Lao Bai smiled and said.

Don't underestimate them. It's hard to say about their combat effectiveness, but they still have a good way of doing things.

Although the probability of success is not high, it often has miraculous effects when it succeeds.

As for when the car rolls over, I'm probably too embarrassed to say it on the forum.

His eyes fell on the settlement that was still sleeping, and Fang Chang sighed softly.

I didn't underestimate that guy, it's just a little...

After a pause, he thought of an appropriate wording.

It's a bit too high to look at this 'empire'.

Whether the population has exceeded 100 million or whether the wasteland era has ended is only known to the locals themselves, but the unification of the entire Borneo province is indeed unreal.

Fang Chang didn't know how they did it.

The alliance has not completely ruled the entire administrative division of the Prosperous Era so far. Although they don't seem to deliberately play this map coloring game, it is actually quite difficult to think about it.

In several provinces to the east of the River Valley Province, the number of survivors has become so scarce that people don’t know how to unite them. The civilization fires left by the War Construction Committee like Boulder City and Singularity City add up. Thirteen or twelve, and it is absolutely impossible for its tentacles to extend as far as Borneo Province.

Perhaps, as the Xilan people said, there are indeed thousands of gods looking after them...

...

On the other side, the Harbor Guard Office.

Looking at the uninvited guests who communicated in a language he didn't understand, Mandal, who was sitting behind the desk, shivered and dared not take a breath.

The guy in the exoskeleton noticed him though, striding up to him, looking down into his eyes.

Are you the director here?

Mandal was about to nod subconsciously, but quickly came back to his senses and shook his head, stammering.

Yes, no...I'm not, I'm the duty chief.

The sixth child in the corner continued to speak viciously.

Where's your superior? Where is he now?

That's right, I live on this nearby street... Mandal was so anxious that he was about to cry, his lips were trembling all the time.

The sixth child in the corner didn't make things difficult for him, picked up a notebook from the table, tore off a page and threw it in front of him, nodding with his index finger.

House number, street, write it down.

Yes, yes! Dare not dare to resist at all, Mandal hurriedly reached out to grab the pen, and quickly wrote a long list.

The sixth child in the corner picked up the note and glanced at it, tapped his helmet twice with his index finger, and while taking pictures through the tactical eyepiece, the offline program on the VM recognized and translated the content on the paper.

Unfortunately, there is no satellite positioning, and they can only use the images captured by the drone to perform simple terrain mapping.

The sixth child in the corner took a tablet from the intelligence player on the side, put it in front of the shivering Mandal, and pointed to the address on the previous note.

Here?

Taking a quick glance at the aerial map on the tablet, Mandal quickly saw the luxurious three-story bungalow, and immediately nodded his head hastily.

Yes! Gate 003 on Tulip No. 1 Street is here!

Seeing that the NPC cooperated so well, the sixth child in the corner nodded in satisfaction, and while sharing the coordinates with his teammates outside, he continued to look at him and said.

In addition to your chief, I also need you to provide the address of the governor of this port, as well as the lord here, as well as other senior officials of the settlement and port.

The governor is in the governor's mansion... As for the other officials, I really don't know, my lord, Mandal was sweating profusely, and worried that the person in front of him would be dissatisfied, so he hurriedly explained, No, but don't worry! Except the governor I'm in my mansion with Lord City Lord, and ninety percent of those people you mentioned are in the streets behind this port! You can definitely find out if you ask them one by one! I, I'll circle them for you!

As he spoke, he squeezed out a courteous smile from his face, then took the tablet with both hands, and carefully circled the map with his fingers, giving the neighborhood with street lights near the port a complete picture. Circled.

It's all here!

Good guy.

Is it so cooperative?

Seeing this kind-hearted guy being so polite, the sixth child in the corner looked at him twice in surprise, and then reported the situation here to the submarine's combat command.

After learning about the situation at the port, Lao Bai immediately formulated an arrest plan. The 100th team that landed at the port first will quickly go to the neighborhood near the port to cut off traffic, and arrest the important officials in the settlement. The task of capturing the governor's mansion is Executed by the 200th.

Looking at the group of people standing in the office who hadn't left, Mandal finally couldn't help the panic in his heart, and asked cautiously.

Who are you? When did we offend you?

The sixth child in the corner grinned.

Then you have to ask your Lord Governor.

Mandal opened his mouth blankly, with a blank expression on his face.

He is not the only one who is at a loss at the moment, the same is true for the director of the Port Security Bureau, Bihari, who was kicked open the door and pushed on the bed in his bedroom. Looking at the group of thugs wearing exoskeletons, he was shocked and angry, and screamed like killing pigs. roar.

Let go! Do you know who I am?! If you don't let go, I'll send you all to prison!

Looking at the pale woman lying next to him, the murderous dagger picked up a piece of clothing from the closet beside him and threw it on her body.

We have something to discuss with your husband, please go to the living room.

The woman nodded with a pale face, hurriedly put on her clothes and got out of bed, not daring to stay here any longer and left.

Looking at Director Bihari who had stopped yelling, Killer Dagger took out his tablet and reconfirmed that he was the same person in the photo, then looked at him and said.

Director Bihari, you are captured.

quilt……

The second half of the sentence choked in his throat, Bihari quickly glanced at the murderous guys in the room, and seemed to realize something, and cold sweat gradually seeped from his forehead, dripping on the expensive silk bed sheet superior.

Swallowing, he tentatively trembled with an unbelievable tone.

Are you... from the Alliance?

Opening the helmet's visor, Killer Dagger grinned and whistled as he looked at him who was pinned on the bed.

It seems that there is finally an insider?

Looking at the half-smile eyes and the assault rifles that were almost on his forehead, Bihari almost wet the bed trembling.

If he remembers the calendar correctly, Commander Dirang and his subordinates should have just arrived at Potato Fries Harbor at this time.

How did the people of the alliance appear out of thin air in Jin Gallon Port, which is 2,000 kilometers away? !

But at this moment, he had no time to think about these things.

Looking at the guy in the exoskeleton, he stuttered and confessed everything he knew with a look of trepidation.

I, I don't know anything... What I said is true! I just saw the group of Gray Wolf Army boarding from the port, and I just heard where they were going. I can't participate in this matter , I am just a small head of the port security bureau, how could I influence the decision-making of the Governor! By the way, you have to go to Governor Nihak, that is his order!

Looking at Director Bihari who was about to pee his pants in shock, Killer Dagger continued speaking unhurriedly.

Don't worry, our brother is on his way to the governor's mansion to find him, so don't worry about it, everyone involved will not escape the 'judgment'.

Hearing this sentence, Bihari had vaguely guessed that the port might have completely fallen into the hands of the alliance, and he couldn't help groaning in pain.

What the hell do you want to do? Go to war with the Empire?

Killer Dagger shrugged.

It depends on what your majesty the emperor thinks, but no matter what that guy thinks, we will follow our way.

Bihari swallowed nervously.

...your idea?

The murderous dagger nodded.

First of all, we need to find the mastermind who planned the attack, give them some color and take some interest out of his pocket. Also, we think Port Gum Gallon is a potential breeding ground for 'raiders' , In order to prevent similar things from happening again, we have to do a big thing here.

Bihari asked tremblingly.

Big deal?

The murderous dagger said two words lightly.

Abolition of slavery.

At first Bihari thought he had heard it wrong, but later realized that he hadn't. He stared at him dumbfounded, and slowly opened his mouth wide.

...It's impossible that you can't do it.

The murderous dagger chuckled.

What's impossible, we have your help.

Bihari's eyes widened, like a bull's.

Me?! Are you crazy? Don't say that I am the chief of the security bureau. Even if the God of the Sun is standing here, it is impossible. Do you know how many slaves there are in this settlement?!

And why would he do it? !

Not to mention that his house needs to be cleaned by servants. If there are no slaves, who will do the work that should be done by slaves?

In less than a week, this settlement will be flooded with dung!

However, the person in front of him didn't listen to what he said at all, or he didn't pay attention to what he said, but said with a smile.

That's great. It shows that we have a lot of work to do. From now on, you will be the sheriff of the King Gallon Port Guard Corps. I will grant you law enforcement powers and temporary ruling powers. The Constitution governs all affairs of this colony.

joke.

They're not here for charity.

Abolition of slavery and trials are just means, does it matter if it is done in the end?

Bihari stared at him terrifiedly and muttered.

You must be crazy, even if you razed this settlement to the ground, it is impossible to do it, no... I can't be this kind of sheriff, you go find someone else, the security of our settlement here belongs to the city defense Commander, how about you go find him?

Regardless of this guy's pleading, the murderous dagger said with a playful smile.

Inappropriate? Are you sure? Really inappropriate?

Bihari shook his head like a rattle.

He understood it.

These guys are here to sabotage.

They made a mess of this place and slapped their asses and left, and he had nowhere to go, and he had to be liquidated properly in the future.

He didn't dare to take this kind of head-losing job.

Seeing that he insisted on refusing to cooperate, the murderous dagger didn't talk nonsense, and directly loaded the rifle in his hand, and put it on his head.

Feeling the cold air coming from the muzzle of the gun, Bihari's face lost all color in an instant, and that face became faster than a traffic light.

I will! I will!! This police chief is none other than me. More than 90% of the nobles in this settlement live in my jurisdiction. I know the details of each of them. It is most suitable for me to entrust this job No more! Please leave it to me!

That's right.

Smiling and patted the chameleon's shoulder, the murderous dagger took a hat from the hanger at the side, and put it on his head squarely.

From today onwards, you will be the sheriff of King Gallon Port. We hope that you will enforce the law impartially and in accordance with the alliance's constitution. Do your best and don't let us down. If there is a chance, we will let you be the sheriff of the Xilan Empire.

After speaking, regardless of the expression of the scared guy, Killer Dagger took out a printed copy of the Basic Law of the Alliance from his pocket, and threw it on the bed sheet in front of the poor fellow.

Turn over first.

Bihari hurriedly took the stack of bound printing paper, and pretended to turn it over carefully, although he couldn't read a single word.

Killing Dagger ignored him, left two people watching him as planned, and then left the mansion with the rest of the team.

It was still dark outside, and a group of men and women were already standing on the street.

They are all residents of Tulip No. 1 Street, not only flowing with noble blood, but most of them hold important positions in this port and settlement, and some are completely out of work nobles, as well as businessmen here. foreign businessman.

There were even two Willanters among them.

But at this moment, their appearance has nothing to do with the word noble.

Some of them wore coats, some simply wore thick pajamas, their faces were full of panic and confusion, their eyes were at a loss, and they didn't know what happened, so they were killed by a group of soldiers with live ammunition. Brought it from home.

Knowing that there must be innocent people among them, Killing Dagger didn't embarrass them. After clapping his hands to signal them to look this way, he spoke in a loud voice.

I'm sorry to disturb everyone's rest, and of course thank you for your cooperation.

We are a group of soldiers whose identities cannot be disclosed, because a group of people who are not identifiable attacked us. We learned through interrogation that they came from King Gallon Port, so we found it here by following the vines, and the purpose was to find out who Only behind the scenes, and at the same time using our methods to make this settlement normal.

Please rest assured that we will not harm any innocent people, and of course we will never let anyone involved. If anyone can provide clues, we will be very grateful, and we will even distribute the property of the persons involved to the prosecutor part of the human being.

In addition, we advise those involved to surrender themselves as soon as possible and seek our understanding. If they are caught by us, it is hard to say what will happen.

After a pause, he continued.

There may be fighting here in a while, please follow us to the temporary settlement in the port area for refuge.

While talking, there was a sudden gunshot in the distance, followed by crackling gunshots from the adjacent street.

Everyone on the street was startled by the sudden gunshot, some embraced each other, and some squatted on the ground screaming.

Hearing the sudden gunshot, Killer Dagger didn't panic at all, instead he raised his eyebrows excitedly, and muttered to himself.

Good guy, the hard dishes are finally served.

With such a big commotion at the port, it seems that the defenders of Jin Gallon Port finally found out that something was wrong, and started a firefight with the players who were going to cut off the traffic.

Although this reaction is too slow too outrageous point.

Without the slightest hesitation, the murderous dagger pulled the bolt and loaded it, and shouted at the eager teammates behind him.

The mission panel has been updated, Team A will send the 'VIPs' to the warehouse!

The remaining brothers follow me!

The players roared excitedly.

Aww!

Almost at the same time as the voice fell, a shell whizzed down on the building on the street, blowing out a skylight that opened to the outside of the three-story bungalow.

Large flakes of stone and dust fell from upstairs and rolled and rolled on the brick-paved street, tinkling amidst the screams of people.

A group of players searched for cover to avoid, and followed the route searched by the scout drone to reinforce the firefighting area ahead.

At the same time, the mortar positions deployed by the alliance in the port area also began to fire, and under the guidance of drones, they launched a counterattack against the source of firepower.

The silence of the morning hour was completely torn apart.

This counterattack spanning two thousand kilometers finally officially started at this moment...