This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 264.1: Get Rich Quick Scheme, Selling Gas Masks!

"The lobby is safe!"

The three teams that broke into the building quickly took control of the lobby. Team C deployed a defensive line around the elevator and shot and killed the Crunchers attracted by their movement in the lobby.

The newbies, who were in charge of delivering supplies, ran in from the main entrance with a backpack full of ammunition and explosives.

"Here, more ammunition!"

"Thanks!"

Neighbour Wang picked up a backpack, unzipped it, took a look, and threw it to the Battlefield Cheerleader waiting next to the elevator entrance.

"Brothers! We’re counting on you now!"

"Okay!"

Battlefield Cheerleader, who was wearing heavy equipment, directly gave his backpack to Darkest, and walked to the entrance of the elevator shaft. He stretched out his hands and grabbed the half-closed elevator door.

The output power of his Miner I exoskeleton had been increased to the maximum.

The rusted door panel issued an unbeatable creak, and a passage was quickly opened to allow 1 person to enter.

An agility type player from Team B crouched his way in, raised his rifle to check the entrance above, and then signalled to his teammates that it was safe.

"The passage is clear!"

"Copy…"

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Battlefield Cheerleader held his breath, and continued to exert force with his arms. The elevator door kept shaking, and the steel plates welded to the exoskeleton were shaking along with it.

Seeing that the elevator door couldn’t be opened for a while, Kakarot quickly activated his strength type talent and stepped forward to help. With the joint efforts of the two, the heavy elevator door was finally torn off.

"Damn! This door is too strong!" Battlefield Cheerleader heaved a sigh of relief, raised his arm and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Darkest, who was standing next to him, was still studying the backpack in his hand. He unzipped it and looked at the things inside repeatedly for a long time.

"What’s in it?"

It was quite heavy!

Battlefield Cheerleader said with a chuckle. "17 kilograms of explosives, be careful."

Darkest froze for a moment. "17 kilograms... How powerful is this thing?"

Kakarot: "Equivalent to two rounds of 155."

Darkest looked dazed, apparently not understanding what 155 meant.

However, some of the more knowledgeable players understood it, and subconsciously moved away to the side, and cursed inwardly.

Without wasting any time, Battlefield Cheerleader patted Darkest on the shoulder, signaling him to stop playing, and led the team into the elevator shaft. 𝘙âNＯᛒʧ

The space in the elevator shaft was fairly spacious.

The elevator had probably fallen to the floor below, but there was no shortage of footholds in the shaft. Not only were there spare magnet rails and cables, but also climbing ladders, presumably for those who repaired the elevator.

Battlefield Cheerleader put the Devil’s Silk braided survival rope on the steel cable, stretched out his hand and pulled the ladder embedded in the wall. Seeing that it could bear the weight of the exoskeleton, he moved all his weight to the ladder with confidence.

"Our mission is very simple, just like what that old perv, Spring Water Commander, said. We need to go straight from the elevator shaft to the 43rd floor, and then blast down vertically!"

Darkest swallowed hard. "Are we going to climb up like this?"

Another team member patted him on the shoulder with a playful smile. "What are you afraid of? You won’t be tired! At most, it’s a little troublesome."

It was not accurate to say that they would not be tired.

If there was too much lactic acid accumulated in the muscles, players would also feel heavy, weak, and slow to move, and what would be blocked would only be the subsequent soreness.

However, compared to killing all the way up, breaking through the elevator shaft vertically was much less difficult.

Because of the spore cloud, the Crunchers from the nearby streets and even the nearby subway station were all attracted to the building.

And those few stairs and corridors that could reach the 41st floor were the places with the highest concentration of spores!

Earlier, Battlefield Cheerleader took the time to take a look at the entrance of the safe passage at the back of the elevator shaft, and found that the situation there was simply horrifying. It could only be described as a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones.

Facts had proved that having a reliable commander would still make people feel safe!

It took a lot of time to climb the building with their bare hands.

When players were exhausted halfway, they had to use lifelines to suspend themselves in midair while resting, and then continue climbing after recovering their energy.

When Team A successfully reached the 43rd floor, it was already 4:00 in the afternoon.

After taking a short break at the elevator shaft entrance on the 43rd floor, Battlefield Cheerleader installed 300 grams of explosives on the elevator door, led the team to move up to the 46th floor, and then detonated the explosives.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering bang, the elevator door was blown out, and the blast wave was sent through the elevator shaft.

The 5 players in Team A quickly descended and broke into the 43rd floor of the building through the open elevator door. Accompanied by deafening roars, groups of Crunchers rushed over from both sides of the corridor.

"Fire!"

Flames sprayed out from the muzzle of their weapons.

There were loud gunshots in the corridor, and the bullets swept across the corridors like a shower, killing Crunchers one after another like cutting wheat.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew across the corridors, and broken limbs were all over the floor!

However, even with the fierce firepower of the players, the surging Cruncher army was still rushing up at them in an endless tide.

A thunderous explosion happened outside the building the very next moment.

A round of high-explosive bombs penetrated through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows and bombarded the corridor, wiping out a massive number of Crunchers instantly!

"Quick! Move fast!" Battlefield Cheerleader shouted loudly. He pulled out a grenade, and threw it towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.

With a bang, more Crunchers were blown up and killed!

Team A wasn’t carried away by the fierce fight. They shifted their positions while maintaining their firepower, and quickly moved to their target.

A row of graphite-colored glass doors were set up in the room, dividing the area into sections with different functions.

It should have been an office or something similar, but it didn’t matter at the moment.

Raising the muzzle and killing the rushing Crunchers, Battlefield Cheerleader quickly found the target location on the map, then took out the pre-prepared explosives from the backpack handed over by Darkest, placed them on the floor, and carefully pulled out the safety device.

"3 kilograms of explosives! It should be able to open a hole in the ground!"

"Everyone take cover and shout when you are ready!"

The other players shouted with excitement, "Copy!"

Squatting in a corner, and placing a table in front of him, Battlefield Cheerleader took out the detonator, and lightly pressed it.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the shock wave of the explosion and the scorching air wave swept across the office area!

The players quickly rushed over to the center of the explosion.

Concrete and floor tiles had been blasted into slag, and only a few parts were still hanging on the downwardly bent steel bars.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Battlefield Cheerleader’s heart sank slightly.

Although they successfully created the downward passage, the damage caused by the explosion was far less than expected. That was 3 kilograms of dynamite...

In their world, it would be enough to blow up a small house!

"You gotta be kidding me! Is this building so strong?" Darkest couldn’t help gulping.

Failed Successfully sighed, "I’m afraid it’s a bit difficult to destroy the entire ceiling... Let Team B bring the fuel up."

Battlefield Cheerleader nodded solemnly. "Okay."

After a brief exchange on the comm channel, Team A returned to the elevator shaft, fixed the winch at the entrance of the elevator shaft, and threw the rope down.

As the winch slowly turned, 50 liters of biomass fuel was hoisted up!

After the fuel arrived, Team A returned to the blasting point again, and quickly descended to the 42nd floor through the gap.

The situation there was completely different from the 43rd floor!

The spacious office area was covered with brown and dark red Slime Mold. The air was filled with a high concentration of spores, and the floor felt sticky. It was like stepping on moss.

The visibility was less than 5 meters!

Beneath their feet was a Hive that was quickly taking shape!

"... Why do I feel like I got into the stomach of mutants?" Darkest swallowed, raised the rifle in his hand, and carefully inspected every corner of the room.

From the moment he arrived, he felt a strong uneasiness.

However, the sense of crisis came from all directions, so that he couldn’t judge where it really was.

Battlefield Cheerleader expertly placed explosives on the ground and pulled the pins. "Your intuition is very accurate. If you don’t want to become the Hive’s excrement, we’d better move faster."

The player squatting on the ground put away the test tube. "The sample has been collected!"

Another player yelled, "Explosives have been planted!"

They had a clear division of labor and each performed their duties. Soon the mission was half completed, leaving only the last few explosives to be planted.

However, from a corner in the darkness came a hiss and low growl.

Hearing the sound, everyone was startled, and immediately raised the muzzles of the guns in their hands and pointed in the direction.

There was no time to think about what it was.

Battlefield Cheerleader ordered immediately, "Fire!"

Flames ripped from the muzzles of their guns.

The fire illuminated the darkness and mist, and the bullets rushed towards the direction of the low growl.

The next moment, the players finally discovered in horror that the figure standing in the darkness was a Tyrant!

The nearly 4 meter tall body was like a rotten piece of wood, but the heinously thick spiky armor had a protective power no less than that of steel.

The bullets hit the Tyrant’s body, like stones hitting a swamp, only creating a series of small splashes.

"Roar…!" With a roar of pain, the Tyrant forcibly withstood the incoming firepower, ran forward with both legs vigorously, and swung its sharp claws violently.

Caught off guard, Darkest was hit in the chest and his bulletproof vest was split in half!

After issuing a muffled grunt, Darkest was sent flying until his back smashed open the floor-to-ceiling windows that had been in disrepair, and fell outside the building.

"AHHHhhhh…"

The scream went away quickly, followed by a faint thud.

With that, a member of Team A was lost.

Players quickly spread out, trying to distract the Tyrant with crossfire and keep it from getting closer.

At this moment, the voice of Spring Water Commander came from the communication channel. "What’s the situation over there!? Why did I see someone fly out of the building?!"

With his finger on the trigger, Battlefield Cheerleader cursed, "We’ve encountered a Tyrant! Darkest was sent flying through the windows! Damn, can you hit it from there?"

Spring Water Commander’s reply soon came. "We can, but we can’t see what’s going on in your area! The spore concentration is too high!"

The dense spore cloud was like a gel, blocking all sight. Firing at will would only accidentally injure their teammates!!

In the blink of an eye, another player died.

In just a single minute, Team A had lost 2 people!