This Game Is Too Realistic

But since they could afford to fly, they were definitely not ordinary mercenaries. Most likely, they were from the Boulder Town Militia.

Looking at Lu Yang’s hologram, Chu Guang’s expression became serious, and he didn’t even ask how much ransom they were going to pay. He rejected the request immediately. "We can’t accept this!"

Lu Yang asked, looking at Chu Guang, "We didn’t give them an answer straight away. Before deciding what to do with those captives, I would like to know your opinion."

My opinion?

What other opinion could I possibly have?

If the captives were released back and the Army’s expeditionary force in the North knew that they had ruined their plan, there would be a lot of trouble.

Although the Army’s expeditionary force would find out sooner or later, the possible consequences would be completely different if the ways they found it out were different.

If Vanus didn’t go back, even if the expeditionary general knew what happened, he wouldn’t necessarily send someone to the South to search for a foolish loser.

On a snowy day, they would only be able to march slowly and when the snow stopped, the Pioneer would be long gone! It wouldn’t be worth it to travel 500 kilometers to beat up a group of country bumpkins.

Sending a small number of people over would be tantamount to suicide, but sending a large force over would not be worth it.

But if Vanus was allowed to go back alive, things would be completely different.

What if the guy persuaded his general to give him another brigade? He might come back to fight again.

It was not entirely impossible.

Taking into account the Brigade Commander’s connections within the Army and the expeditionary force, and possible kinship, Chu Guang could list at least four completely different possibilities.

Lu Yang asked after a little thought, "Then what do you think is the best way to deal with this?"

"If you don’t plan to take him with you when you leave, then hand over these captives to us," Chu Guang said sincerely, looking at Lu Yang in the hologram. "I’ll give him a chance to redeem himself after his expeditionary force is defeated in the North, but not now."

It was definitely not okay to let him leave, and it was not appropriate to kill him either. It was better to keep him until the Army’s expeditionary force withdrew from the River Valley Province. Then it would depend on the specific situation as to whether to deal with him or give him a chance to redeem himself.

The Army’s commanders were slave owners after all. Chu Guang felt like he had to find some ways to shake them down a little.

Even if it really didn’t work, it would be the same to sell him to Boulder Town when the time came.

At the very least, during the time when the Army’s expeditionary force was still in the River Valley Province, Chu Guang couldn’t release an unstable factor like that back into the mountains.

Lu Yang probably also thought of Chu Guang’s considerations and he nodded. "Okay, actually I’m not in favor of letting him go now. At least before we set off, we have to keep him under control to make sure he doesn’t run around. Since we’re on the same page, I know what to say to those messengers from Boulder Town."

Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded lightly. "Okay, thanks."

...

The jet-black helicopter took off again, heading back towards Boulder Town located on the edge of the third-ring in Clearspring City.

Glancing at the Pioneer, which was getting farther and farther away, Li Hua had some regrets on his face.

The militia soldier sitting next to him couldn’t help asking, "Sir, are we leaving just like this?"

Li Hua glanced at him. "What else then? What better idea do you have?"

The soldier immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.

What good ideas could he possibly have?

He was just worried that the head of the brigade would blame them for the failure of returning the Army’s men.

But speaking of which, he felt that those northern suburban bumpkins were really brave to actually get involved in the dispute between the Army and the Enterprise.

Do they want to dance in a minefield?

I really don’t know what they are thinking.

In the operation camp not far away.

Players who originally thought that there would be a new plot, scattered in dissatisfaction and went about their own business.

"What were these people here for?"

"I don’t know..."

"Who do you think those people would be?"

"The equipment is different from the Enterprise… Is it someone from Boulder Town?"

"Possibly. "

At twelve o’clock in the morning in the wasteland, and noon tomorrow in real time, there would be a loot auction on the official website.

Judging from the pictures posted in the announcement, there would be a lot of good things on the auction list. Many players who were still online have decided that it was better to make a little bit more money before the auction started. In this way, when the auction began, they would be able to buy the equipment they liked.

Meanwhile, on the Pioneer.

Gale, who was lying on the medical bed, looked at his right hand in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

That was a mechanical hand.

The shiny steel shell looked quite sturdy and heavy, but it didn’t affect its flexibility in the slightest.

Honestly, it didn’t feel like a prosthetic at all. It was almost like it grew out of him!

When he was lying in the trenches, he almost thought that he was going to die and accompany Night Ten to wait for the respawn cooldown on the official website, but he didn’t expect that a soldier wearing an exoskeleton would rescue him and put him on a stretcher after saying something he couldn’t understand to him.

In short, he, who couldn’t die in time, seemed to be the only seriously injured person who survived.

To save him, the people on the Pioneer carried him onto the operating table, gave him anesthesia… and then Gale was disconnected from the game.

In reality, he spent the entire afternoon doing nothing interesting. At night, Gale just put on his helmet with the mentality of trying it out, but he didn’t expect to be successfully connected.

And when he woke up from his coma, he found himself like that.

The next second, the door of the infirmary opened.

A doctor in a surgical gown entered the room. "Oh, you are awake? How are you feeling now?"

"…"

What is this guy talking about?

No subtitles either.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, the doctor sighed softly and continued, "Sorry, we’ve done our best. Over 90% of the tissue in your right hand was necrotic, so we could only amputate you. Later we checked your nervous system and found that your neurons were unexpectedly active, which met the perfect condition for a prosthetic implant. Therefore, we installed this robotic arm for you.

"Compared with bionic prosthetics, this robotic arm may be less convenient in life, but it is quite convenient to carry heavy objects and operate instruments. We don’t have the ability to make a bionic prosthesis here, but if you expect to have the same feeling as the original, you can pay attention to the passing caravans from Enterprise... If you are lucky, you should be able to buy it."

Gale couldn’t understand what the doctor was saying, he only felt that this new arm was so badass. He almost couldn’t wait to run to his friends and show off his new arm.

Oh no, it should be to share the good news with them!

Although he couldn’t die in time to get the benefit of the death glitch, what he experienced was clearly much better.

When the doctor finished speaking, Gale nodded earnestly. "Thank you!"

A smile appeared on the doctor’s face. Although he also didn’t understand what Gale said, he could still distinguish the patient’s expression. "You’re welcome, this is what we should do!"

...

Gale took the elevator off the Pioneer and returned to the operation camp just to hear the conversations of the surrounding players.

"The collection mission seems to have one more item... Going to the construction site in the northern urban area to carry stones. What is this for? Are they going to produce cement again?"

"I don’t know. But who cares? Anyway, the reward is quite high, so let’s just take a look.”

After the battle, there seemed to be a soft update in the game. Although the bug of the expansion pack was still not fixed, a lot of new missions were added, so there was a shortage of workers in the operation camp.

In addition to the mission of recycling garbage, Luca also released some missions to collect stones and drive trucks.

Two of the trucks seized from the Army before were given to the operation camp. And the ally’s fortress seemed to have something new. A modular production tool was deployed next to the operation camp.

Judging from the materials stacked next to it, the module seemed to be producing cement…

It was just that Gale still didn’t quite understand what was happening.

What did these people want cement for? Were they also planning to build a permanent fortification here?

At this time, Ample Time came over and was about to say hello to Gale, but then he noticed Gale’s new arm and couldn’t help but be shocked. "Holy shit?! What happened to your arm?"

A smug smile appeared on Gale’s face as he replied, "I don’t know. It was like this when I woke up."

"Let’s go!" Ample Time reached out to pull him excitedly.

"What?"

"There seems to be a group of mutated snow wolves on the battlefield in Elm District. I don’t know where they came from. In short, it affects our recovery of cloned corpses." Ample Time stuffed a bag of javelins into Gale’s hand, and said with a smile, "I just received a mission to drive away the mutant snow wolves, so why don’t you try it too?"

Gale also had this plan. He wanted to test the power of this mechanical arm, so he weighed the feather-like bag of javelins in his hand, and nodded. "Okay... When do we leave?"

"Let’s go now! The truck to Elm District is about to leave, let’s hurry up and catch the truck."

The engineer and logistics staff standing next to the cement production workshop looked up at the backs of the two players.

"... They’re going hunting?"

"It seems so."

"I always feel that the man with the javelins looks a little familiar."

"I remember him. He was the one who was rescued from the battlefield yesterday, and his arm was blown off by the explosion. Section Chief Li personally arranged for him to have a prosthetic implant surgery, so I guess he just woke up..."

As they spoke, their faces both showed admiration.

As soon as that man got off the operating table, he went out hunting with a weapon!

How tough is someone like that?!