This Game Is Too Realistic

So far, in the closed alpha server of Wasteland Online, no one had completed the first kill of a Deathclaw.

Although there were traces of Deathclaw activities in Elm District, it was winter after all. Deathclaw was a close relative of the lizard and needed to hibernate.

Because they were staying in the lair 24 hours a day, no player had yet found where the Deathclaw in Elm District was hiding.

Chu Guang, who was lurking on the forum, suddenly had an idea in his heart and asked out loud, "Little Seven, can you transfer the drone there?"

Little Seven was silent for a moment before replying, "Mhm, it should be possible, but there are risks. The wind is too strong outside, and there is snow from time to time. Moreover, the Hummingbird is only a short-range rotor drone. Even if our communication radius can cover 16 kilometers away, it is very far. Little Seven is worried that it will not be able to fly back after flying over."

In different climates, the battery life of the drone would be different. Hummingbirds were small and very stealthy, but were relatively weak in other aspects.

Chu Guang said after pondering for a while. "There’s no need to stay there too long. I just want it to take two pictures."

Little Seven buzzed, "That should be fine… Little Seven will try it."

Chu Guang nodded. "Mhm, just try it, don’t force it."

Compared with the players’ discussion of the strength of a Deathclaw, the enthusiasm of the cloud gamers’ discussion mainly focused on the group of marauders.

From the marauder’s weapons to their clothing styles, there were even discussions on marauder habits and culture.

Those discussions were complete garbage, at least to Chu Guang.

Sitting in front of the computer, Chu Guang calculated silently in his heart.

The outpost had 5 trucks, 1 deployed in the industrial area and 1 deployed on the transport route from the outpost to Longevity Town. The other 2 vehicles were deployed in the Elm District and the temporary resource points outside the abandoned town in the north, responsible for transporting the prey and the recycled garbage back to Longevity Town.

There was actually only one vacant truck, one that Dr. Yin Fang rented for the Bull and Horse Squad, and it was returning from the Central Continent Aerospace Ecological Experimental Base.

The snow in the northern suburbs was already knee-deep.

With a distance of nearly 16 kilometers, if there was no reliable vehicle, players had to be prepared to spend the whole day on the road traveling on foot.

"It looks like the outpost lacks not only weapons, but also vehicles."

Long-distance power projection was a big problem. Even if his players made a few mountain bikes and tricycles by themselves, the number was still too small to equip everyone.

"... When the problem of anti-aircraft weapons is solved, I have to ask Steel Plant 81 to figure out a way to produce a few more firewood trucks."

The last question in Chu Guang’s heart was why would marauders want fuel rods!

Do they need to charge a shelter too?

Can they even use fuel rods?

At this moment, Old White, who had just logged back into the game for a while, went offline again and went back to the forum.

His earlier post had been turned alive, and he was updating his experience after being captured by marauders.

"I’m back! I logged back into the game just now and sneaked a glance outside the window. There are more and more marauders now! Earlier on, there were only a few dozen people, but now there are hundreds of them!"

"They’ve confiscated my VM and searched my body. Hahaha, but they didn’t expect that I still have another communication method!"

"By the way, this doesn’t count as abusing the game bug, does it? Light won’t delete my post when he sees it, right?"

Holy shit!

Chu Guang’s eyes lit up instantly.

So captured players can also be used this way?

Not only would Chu Guang not delete the post, but he also wished that Old White would abuse the bug a few more times. It would be better if he could post the exact number and distribution of the marauders on the forum.

Just when he was hesitating whether to create another account to guide him, the cloud gamers who were waiting for the update below the post quickly asked Chu Guang everything he wanted to ask.

Moonless Blue Sky: Damn, you still have windows in your cell?

Gang Leader: Awesome, tell us how many people they have and what their equipment is? In that way, after Elaina gets off the plane later, he can pass the message when he logs back into the game!

Old White: How should I put it… Just looking at the physique, I feel that they are just ordinary marauders no different from the Bloodhand Clan we encountered before. But in general, these marauders are obviously more organized than the Bloodhand Clan, and their equipment is also a lot stronger. So their strength is probably between the Army and general marauders!

- Besides that, I saw 2 trucks in their camp with a light machine gun mounted on top of the trucks! The machine gun is exactly the same as the one we seized from the Army!

- Also, they have a lot of mutants, especially mutated hyenas. This isn’t supposed to be a surprising thing. After all, the Bloodhand Clan likes dogs too. But these people are quite interesting, they don’t just keep dogs, they even dress their dogs!

- I’m sure that the dogs’ clothes are definitely not used to keep them warm, and most likely, they are used to store explosives or something! If you plan to attack this place, you better be careful about those hyenas, and don’t let them get close to you!

Just as Old White was talking in the post, several familiar IDs suddenly appeared in the forum.

Night Ten: Fuck, Old White, you are still alive?!

Old White: Haha, yes, I’m still alive! By the way, why are you here? I’ve already created such a good opportunity for you to escape, don’t tell me you still died.

Ample Time: We’re on the truck back to the base. I know you would come to the forum after you died so I temporarily logged out of the game to check on you. Good brother, hang in there, we’ll go back and bring troops to save you!

Old White: Uh, don’t be impulsive, these marauders are not easy to deal with. My exoskeleton is already broken, and the most valuable equipment I have now is the VM. In terms of other stuff, it’s not a big deal to lose them. Even if I’m dead, it will only be just three days of waiting on the forum. So don’t act like I will never be able to play this game again. For now, I want to figure out what those marauders are doing in that laboratory before I die.

Ample Time: Mhm… I have some thoughts on this. Maybe they didn’t plan to take fuel rods at all. Their target might be the ecological park itself!

Hearing Ample Time’s analysis, Chu Guang suddenly became curious.

That was actually what he was most interested in.

Old White: What makes you say this?

Ample Time: It’s very simple. There is a warm climate, plenty of space, and ready-made concrete fortifications. That place is a natural base of operations. If I were their commander and confirmed that the ecological park in Building 3 was still working, I would definitely choose to set up my base there as well.

The only trouble for them now is that there’s a Deathclaw nesting there. But now that Deathclaw is wounded, they just need to find it and clean it up.

Old White was startled.

- Damn, now that you mention it… It does look like that’s the case. I also noticed that their trucks are carrying a lot of supplies, which is obviously enough to support the consumption of 100 people! I’ve counted the boxes and sacks they unloaded. If they were all food and ammunition, it would be enough to support the consumption of a thousand people!

Supplies!

And freaking enough for a thousand people!

Chu Guang was getting excited.

My goodness.

He was just worrying about supplies. And now someone was delivering supplies to him…?

In less than a minute, Chu Guang made a decision.

He couldn’t let such a fat and juicy piece of meat slip away from right beneath his nose!

Ample Time and Night Ten were still on the truck, and didn’t dare to stay on the forum for too long. After they learned about the situation from Old White, they went back online again.

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