This Game Is Too Realistic

Steel Teeth couldn’t believe what he saw if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes.

The sound of gunshots from the opposite snowy slope was endless, and bullets flew around in the sky like raindrops.

The two snow slopes were separated by at least 600 to 700 meters. Without professional sights, it was not easy to hit people, but with the dense barrage of bullets, it was unlikely to miss anything.

Hundreds of rifles fired almost simultaneously, and they were caught off guard for a while.

In just a few breaths, 4 marauders fell to the ground and rolled down the snow slope.

Unfortunately, they were in a position at the moment. Half of the group was on the half slope, and the other half was on the top of the slope.

Plus they were facing the sunlight in combat.

Looking to the west, a huge setting sun was still hanging in the sky, and the whole snow slope was like a layer of gold plating. The higher the slope, the harder it was for them to see.

Steel Teeth couldn’t even count the number of people on the other side, he just thought that at least two companies of survivors were charging at him in the sunlight, and people were everywhere on the snowy field.

"They’re pushing towards us!"

"God of big horned deer, please grant me the power of a monster and the agility of a deer..."

"God damn it, just how many people do they have?!"

"Have all the people in the entire northern suburbs come?!"

There was chaos all around.

Knowing that it was not time to fight at this moment, Steel Teeth made a decisive decision and shouted loudly, "Go north! Run into the woods!"

Crossing the forest was a risky decision.

The terrain in the woods would be much more difficult to walk than that on the plains, and they may bump into meat-eating mutants such as mutant brown bears and snow wolves.

According to his original plan of march, they would head west along the edge of the forest, then pass through the ruins north of Clearspring City, bypass the old school site, and head north to Remote Creek Town.

But who would have thought that they would bump into so many people just as they touched the edge of the forest?

Steel Teeth felt like shit at the moment.

Numerous squad leaders received orders and immediately led their followers to run to the north.

Looking from a distance, the scene of more than 200 people chasing another group of people on the white snow was like herding a pack of sheep.

It was just that the continuous gunshots were more exciting than herding sheep.

"Stop!"

"Don’t run!"

"The marauder in front, dare to stop and fight me?"

"My broadsword is already thirsty for blood!"

"Wait! Damn it, these NPCs run so fast!"

The people in the back were shouting excitedly, whereas the people in front were shouting in panic, but of course, they couldn’t understand each other.

Following in the footsteps of the Company Leader, Beaver looked back in horror, only to see many bayonets gleaming brightly in the snow.

There were still four hundred meters away, but those people had already put on the bayonet.

Are they all crazy?!

"What kind of monsters are we fighting..." Iron Knee was out of breath.

"I don’t know, if I can, I don’t want to come back. Damn it, we should go east and throw this rotten bone to Lion Fang and the others to chew!"

"By the way, did you hear the previous explosion? I feel like they have at least 10 cannons..."

"There was at least one brigade in the northeast, and now there are at least two chasing us. Are there so many people in the entire northern suburbs combined!"

"They are out of their minds?! They are crazy!"

Hearing the panicked talk of his subordinates, Steel Teeth didn’t even have time to scold them.

When he finally touched the edge of the forest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at the dozen or so corpses left on the snow, Steel Teeth’s heart ached, but he turned his head back while clenching his teeth. "Run in the direction of due north! We will meet at Remote Creek Town!"

Probably many people would fall behind along the way, but it was better to escape than to be captured by the survivors...

...

"Damn it, I let these bad guys run away!"

Seeing the squads disappear into the woods, Tail stabbed her gun into the snow, panting while resting on the barrel after she ran to the edge of the woods.

She almost caught up with them!

Unfortunately, the snow on the ground was so thick that in some places it was calf-deep, and in some places it already reached the knee or even the thigh, making it impossible to run at all.

Tail couldn’t help but think of Roshan.

If only my bear was here…

After waiting for a while, Sisi and the other players caught up from behind.

"Tail, are you okay?"

"I’m okay, but it’s a pity that I almost caught up with them!"

Looking at the frustrated Tail, Sisi looked up at the forest in front and said helplessly. "Enmm... After all, they didn’t even go through the regular routine before they started running."

These people were really cowardly, so it was naturally impossible to catch them.

Didn’t the NPC in the exoskeleton in front also fail to stop them?

Seeing that the deputy captain of the guard stopped at the edge of the forest, fired a few shots into the forest, and then walked back, it seemed that he didn’t intend to chase in.

Sisi said in an encouraging tone, "But Tail did great today."

Hearing the compliment, the original frustrated Tail couldn’t help but lift up her head and said proudly, "Of course, I’m awesome!"

Sisi smiled. "... Really?"

"What do you mean?"

...

After running for a while in the forest, Steel Teeth slowed down his escape and gathered his subordinates until it was completely dark.

Looking at the sparsely gathered 50 men, his heart sank slightly.

Although it was expected that some people would fall behind, he did not expect that there would be so many.

The panting Beaver stepped forward and made a suggestion to a Company Leader. "... Brothers are already exhausted. If we continue to run, I am afraid that more people will fall behind. Since those survivors did not catch up with us, I propose to camp here, rest until dawn, and then continue on the road. In this way, we can also wait for those who fall behind."

Another squad leader, Iron Knee, echoed, "I agree... The temperature at night is too low, and it’s too dangerous to walk!"

It was dark and they couldn’t see anything. Who knows what was hidden in the snow?

If they continued to walk, probably few people would be able to walk out of this forest alive.

Steel Teeth thought it made sense, so he nodded. "Okay."

Hearing this sentence, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the tree beside them exhausted.

Everyone was tired. Some even fell asleep standing up.

Rubbing his frozen hands, a marauder’s voice trembled, "I really want to make a fire..."

When everyone heard what he said, there were bitter expressions on their faces.

Make a fire?

Here?

Is he crazy?

Although the survivors didn’t seem to chase into the forest, they didn’t think that those people would just let them go.

Perhaps the hunters were nearby, just waiting for a chance to relax before rushing up to slit their throats.

Even if they were resting, many people were still nervous, holding guns as cold as ice cubes, not daring to relax their vigilance at all.

The night gradually deepened, the moonlight shed in the woods, and the surroundings were quiet.

The marauders who fell behind gradually caught up one after another, but after all, only a few were able to catch up, and there was still no news of most of them.

Steel Teeth could only pray that they were still alive, could walk out of this forest, and reach Remote Creek Town smoothly to join them.

There was a scowl on Steel Teeth’s face. For the first time since he followed in Black Snake’s footsteps south, he felt lost about the future.

At this moment, the sound of someone walking on the snow came from the darkness. He immediately raised the gun and pointed it in the direction of the sound.

"Who is it?!" Steel Teeth hissed.

Around Steel Teeth, guns were raised one after another.

"It’s me! Don’t shoot!" In the darkness, a man walked out with his hands raised, his weather-beaten face full of anxiety.

Seeing the face clearly, Steel Teeth breathed a sigh of relief and lowered the gun.

"He’s one of our own."