This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 297.1: Past, Present, Future

"Get ready to fight!"

At the same time as the voice fell, the 5 people cooperated tacitly and dispersed to the surrounding covers.

Old White rushed into the building on the side of the street and kicked open the half-closed door. He put the cuboid box containing the fuel rod in a safe place, loaded the Sickle assault rifle in his hand, and quickly approached the window, completing all the actions in one go.

"Arrived at the location!"

"Me too."

"I'm ready too!"

They had cooperated countless times before. According to the green dots on the VM map, the 5-member team spread out evenly around the building, controlling all possible approaching directions.

There were almost no blind spots!

The members of the Bull and Horse Squad nervously wait for the battle to begin.

However, after a long while, the street was still dead silent.

There was no movement at all.

Quit Smoking, who was standing in the front row with Old White, held his breath and carefully observed his surroundings.

However, except for the vines rocking gently by the window and the leaves swaying in the breeze, there was no obvious movement on the whole street.

Could it be a mistake?

As soon as such a thought came into their minds, there was a whoosh coming from the top of their head.

Before everyone could speak, something exploded above their heads.

Boom!

Night Ten, standing behind the half-collapsed concrete wall, froze for a moment. "What the fuck?! Mortar strike!"

In fact, the combat efficiency of mortars in street battles was very poor. After all, there was cover everywhere, so the range of fragmentation damage would be extremely limited.

However, the other side didn't seem to realize this and fired another 3 rounds at them.

Without exception, those shells exploded in the air in a place that was still 20 meters away from them.

"And it's the vacuum bomb..." Gale frowned, glanced at the signal on the VM screen, then quickly glanced out of the window, narrowing his eyes slightly.

There were tiny fibers slowly falling from the air, like the cilia on a dandelion.

That was the culprit that was blocking the signal!

"It's the signal jamming bombs!"

The curses of Night Ten came from afar. "Damn it! No wonder my drone can't move!"

The latest Type-5 Light Cavalry exoskeleton sold in the NPC store was not only equipped with a tactical helmet with eyepieces, but also included a palm-sized, small, close-range reconnaissance drone mounted on the shoulder, which could share the field of vision with the members in a team.

But now.

Drones were no longer useful.

Not only was Night Ten's drone useless, but Gale's Y-1 Firefly quadrotor was also unable to function.

Old White turned on the helmet's speaker and shouted at the top of his voice, "Night Ten, look for the high ground, find the observers, and take them out! Quit Smoking, follow me. We need to find a way to take out their mortars!"

The advantage of the language barrier was fully revealed at this moment. They couldn't understand the words of the NPCs, but at the same time, NPCs also couldn't understand their communication.

"Copy!"

However, just when Quit Smoking was about to get up, thick tongues of fire suddenly appeared from the window directly opposite the street, shooting out bullets at them like raindrops.

A shower of fragments exploded on the concrete slope. Startled, Quit Smoking immediately ducked his head and retreated behind cover, where he crouched low and moved amidst the chaotic gunfire.

Seeing that his teammate was suppressed by the firepower, Old White immediately raised his rifle and fired at the window directly in front to cover his teammate's movement.

At the same time, there were also intensive gunshots from the other side of the street.

It was where Gale and Ample Time was!

Old White frowned.

These people's combat skills didn't seem like those of a ragtag team!

At least... It was much better trained than those marauders!

"Fire at will!" Shouting to his teammates, Old White fired all the bullets in the magazine at the window across the street, reloaded a new magazine, and started moving towards the outside of the cover.

The mortars on the opposite side continued to fire. Soon, the signal in the area would be completely isolated from the outside world.

Night Ten was moving towards higher ground. The area above the 20th floor should be able to resume communication with the shelter.

Meanwhile, Ample Time and Gale had already engaged the enemy.

An enemy's 4-member team approached from their flanks, and just happened to bump right into them.

Gun flames flickered in the narrow alley, and the whole street was covered with flying gravel and dirt.

There was no communication between both parties.

A fierce exchange of fire broke out in silence.

Ample Time was shot twice in the chest, but fortunately, the bullets were blocked by bulletproof panels. Gritting his teeth, he let go of the PU-9 submachine gun that had run out of bullets, and held the Daybreak compound bow and set it up.

Bullet time! His pupils suddenly constricted slightly.

The flying dust suddenly slowed down, along with the whole world.

Even he was also the same!

Locking on the figure in the smoke, he pulled the bowstring as fast as he could, and let go of his fingers.

The bowstring trembled at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and the three-pronged arrow shot out with full power flew into the smoke like lightning.

Simultaneously, bullet time was lifted!

Whoosh...

The chest of the black figure was hit by the arrow shot by Ample Time, and he groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

Seeing the jet-black armor on that person clearly, a trace of surprise flashed in Ample Time's eyes.

Who are these people?!

...

Stretching out his hand to drag the teammate who fell to the ground after being hit by the arrow behind the cover, Demeter, who was holding an assault rifle in his hand, was also full of surprise.

He was not surprised about the identities of those people. He was very clear about his goals, and knew who these people were. However, to his surprise, these people's equipment and combat awareness completely exceeded their expectations.

Pre-war police exoskeletons?!

Where did they get all this stuff!?

However, no matter who they were, he would not let them slip away from here today!

"Lavine's left lung has been pierced! He won't make it!" Shouted the medic handling the wounded.

"Hemostasis spray! Quick! Help him treat the wound first!"

"Those savages... They are actually using arrows?!" As soon as a soldier finished speaking, a round of submachine gun bullets flew past his head, scaring him into hiding back in a hurry.

"Don't underestimate them!" Demeter shouted loudly, "The bow in that man's hand is not an ordinary weapon!"

An aim assist installed in the helmet?

Or bionic eyes?

His reaction speed is a bit ridiculous!

Moreover, the fact that the group of people saw through their ambush in advance was even more unexpected.

Their exoskeletons could shield heartbeats and 90% of heat sources. So even if they were Intuition-type ability users, they wouldn't be able to spot them at such a long distance, right?

Demeter removed a fragmentation grenade from his waist, but before he could pull the ring, a whooshing sound broke through the air and then something exploded above his head almost immediately after.

Hundreds of steel balls exploded from the arrow, sweeping across a cylindrical surface, catching them off guard behind the cover.

Thanks to the exoskeletons on their bodies, the scattering shrapnel was blocked, otherwise this arrow would have killed and injured most of them.

However, Demeter didn't dare to take it lightly. He immediately clenched his fists, signaling to the two teammates who were still able to fight to spread out to the surrounding ruins on both sides, avoiding the opponent's dense firepower area.

At the same time that this group was shocked, Ample Time who shot the arrow was also dumbfounded.

They actually blocked my explosive arrow?

Fine... Then try to block another one!

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Without hesitation, he drew another explosive arrow worth 50 silver coins and nocked it on the bowstring. But just when Ample Time was about to charge up and shoot, Gale next to him patted him on the shoulder. "They're trying to encircle us!"

Ample Time's expression changed slightly, and he said decisively, "Retreat!"

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