This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 91.1: If You Want to Blame, Blame Your Long Attack Foreswing

Chapter 91: If You Want to Blame, Blame Your Long Attack Foreswing

The limelight on the battlefield has been completely stolen by Mosquito.

If there were no accidents, this time, the MVP should be him.

As the fuse behind the wooden honeycomb was ignited, fifty wooden rockets pushed the heat wave through the night sky, blasting towards the marauders' position.

One kilogram of black powder was not that scary. If it didn't fall right next to the target, at most, people would just be startled by it.

However, fifty rockets carrying one kilogram of combat components was another matter entirely.

There were even more rockets scurrying around the battlefield than there were people lying here!

A total of fifty kilograms of gunpowder was all fired at the enemy's position within three seconds, and the sound of the explosion almost shattered the eardrums of the marauders.

This was a perfect interpretation of the sentence: As long as the quantity is sufficient, the quantity itself is also a quality!

The billowing smoke exploded in an instant, and the pine trees that were as thick as thighs were blown to pieces.

Cracked bark, sawdust, and ignited sparks flew around the battlefield, burning the marauders lying on the ground and causing them to roll all over the floor, scurrying while covering their heads with their hands.

Even if few were killed on the spot, the chaotic scene was enough to make them desperate.

On the other hand, the reactions of the players in the trenches were completely the opposite, with excitement written on their faces.

"Mosquito is awesome!"

"Holy shit! Katyusha!"

"Katyusha my ass, it's a swarm at best."

"Hahahaha, so satisfying!"

The rocket that hit the ground became the last straw that crushed the camel.

The morale of the marauders collapsed instantly.

Unable to maintain the collapsed position, they fled from the burning covers one after another, ignoring the squad leader's shouts. In fact, they couldn’t even hear them.

No one knew when the next wave of bombing would come, and no one knew what else was waiting for them.

Like a group of frightened rats, the marauders threw out their throwing objects desperately, uncaring of whether those objects would hit the enemy or teammates, and fled madly.

Just as they left their positions and fled around in chaos, the sharp whistle resounded through the woods.

From the trenches and foxholes, a group eagerly jumped out, waving long and short weapons in their hands, and like a pack of hungry wolves, rushed towards the fleeing marauders.

"Ura!!"

"Charge!"

"Long live the alliance!"

"Ora, ora, ora, ora!"

"Awoo, awoo, wooo!"

The sounds of shouting and killing swept through like a tsunami. The command "do not retreat" seemed so weak compared to it.

The players who heard the whistle were like wild horses breaking free from the reins, staring hungrily at the fleeing marauders as if they were walking trophies.

The marauders were frightened by the brutality of these people in blue coats. It was the first time for these marauders to see other humans that were more barbarian and brutal than themselves.

No.

They are simply not human.

They are clearly a bunch of Crunchers who know how to use guns!

"Fuck."

"Fuck off, don't block my way!"

"I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"

"Boss... I can't hold it here anymore, we have to retreat."

"Fuck!"

The brothers beside Bear fell down one after the other, and the ones who didn't fall also lay on the ground pretending to be dead. Soon, he who tried to break through to the northeast discovered that he was alone.

With heavy armor, he couldn't run fast at all. However, because of the stray bullets flying around everywhere, he did not dare to throw the armor away and escape, so he had to grit his teeth while fighting and retreating.

But such a big target was too conspicuous on the battlefield.

After he got up, and before he even managed to escape a hundred meters, he was regarded as an "important target" by the people in blue coats chasing him, and soon, he was surrounded by them.

Bear was frightened and angry. These people in blue coats seemed to be not afraid of death at all. He couldn't see any fear in their eyes, and they didn't care about the death of their companions.

After seeing him fire two shots that blasted the head of a blue-coated person into pieces, not only did those people not falter, but even began to surround him with spears.

The double-barreled shotgun was powerful enough, but there were only two bullets in the barrel and there was no time to change the bullet at such a close distance.

In desperation, Bear had to throw away the shotgun in his hand and block the two spearheads with his breastplate. Then, he waved his big hand, grabbed the spears, and broke the two spears as easily as snapping a twig.

"Roar!" He roared menacingly, trying to intimidate the people surrounding him.

If it were an ordinary survivor, they would definitely be frightened by him.

But what stood in front of him were not ordinary people, but a group of players who didn’t know what fear was. Although they were startled by the sound, they were nowhere near terrified.

Instead--

They became even more excited?

"Damn?!"

"This Boss is a bit fierce! He is at least a Company Leader!"

"Hurry up, we need some help here!"

"Okay! I will go around, you guys distract him!"

Bear looked furious. The attitudes and reactions of these people made him feel humiliated.

He pulled out the long-handled battle axe sheathed on his back and continuously waved it back and forth, driving the people who approached back, but these people in blue coats still approached him fearlessly.

At this moment, Bear suddenly sensed a dangerous aura. He immediately turned his head to the side. There, he saw a man with a cold expression standing still.

A deerskin coat hung on a branch beside him, fluttering with the north wind.

The man had an exoskeleton on his body, and a huge long-handled warhammer stood in front of him, with his hands folded casually on the handle of the hammer.

There was a hint of provocation in the man's eyes.

As if to say to him--

"Want to try?"

The corners of his mouth twitched coldly, and Bear's face was ferocious.

"Humph! I’m not scared of you!" He had never been afraid of anyone in the duel of power.

Even if he had an exoskeleton, the man would still not be able to compete with his strange power!

Seeing that their own NPC and the marauder Boss met, and it seemed that the key plot was triggered, the players also stopped approaching eagerly.

Since the administrator had no intention of getting the players involved, it was better to stay at ease and watch the plot.

If they got hurt by mistake or got killed by the plot, they would surely lose a lot. After all, many of them had seen the power of the Administrator’s hammer.

"Damn, Jayce versus Darius?"

"Jayce my ass, can that hammer fire? Obviously, it’s Poppy’s hammer!"

"What are you talking about, isn't this the Electrohammer Vanguard?"

"... Go away!"

"..."

Tsk, this group of idiots.

The atmosphere that has been building up for you all for a long time all went into waste.

Anyway, this is not important.

Chu Guang, who planned to end the battle quickly, did not want to talk nonsense. He directly adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum, adjusted his hold on the hammer, and put his thumb on the B mode button.

After completing all of his preparations, Chu Guang walked at a steady pace toward Bear.

Seeing that the man walking toward him was full of flaws, the corners of Bear's mouth twisted upwards to a cruel arc.

Although he didn't know where this person got his confidence from and dared to challenge him alone, he would not let go of this wonderful opportunity.

Intuition told him that as long as he captured this guy, he would still have a chance to live!

With his right foot braced against the ground, Bear's legs suddenly exerted force, and just like a real brown bear, roared and charged towards Chu Guang.

It must be said that the fully protective armor looked really oppressive. This was especially prominent when charging—it was like a tank with full power, and even the ground trembled faintly.

"What a coincidence."

"My hammer’s main purpose is to destroy tanks!"

B mode——

Activate!

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