This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 385.1: Oh? Wait Till I Call For Reinforcements On The Forum!

Chapter 385.1: Oh? Wait Till I Call For Reinforcements On The Forum!

Shelter 79

Or, to be exact, in the Underground City...

The flickering firelight of gun muzzles moved from the shelter's entrance along the wide corridor toward the nearest building.

The elevator was out of service due to disrepair, so movement was only possible via the safety channel's staircase.

The corridors, hundreds of meters high, were covered in moss, and the most lethal threat was the mutated creatures lurking within.

This was not just the case for one building. Every building here was the same.

Fortunately, they didn't have to fight from the top floor all the way down to the ground. They could move between buildings via the sky bridges.

And Mr. Yong, the administrator, had already planned the shortest path for them and sent it to their devices. All they had to do was follow the preset path.

Still, even with such preparations, clearing the blocks was no easy task.

Even if they didn't actively seek out trouble from the mutants, the mutants would actively find them.

"My gosh! What the heck are these creatures?!" Watching a multi-legged mutant charging, Tail, who was riding on Roshan's back, was startled. She gripped the machine gun with both hands as she held the trigger tightly in her fingers, sending bullets ripping through the air.

The orange trajectory of bullets instantly tore the mutant apart, but more appeared the next second.

Roshan roared, her bear claws reinforced with steel plates slammed downward, instantly sending a couple of charging monsters flying out into the abyss beyond the corridor.

Sisi and Sesame Paste covered the gaps in firepower.

The constant clatter of ejected casings hitting the alloy floor was completely masked by the roar of gunfire, and in just a few breaths, hundreds of bullets had been fired.

Fortunately, Wasteland Online didn't have an unlimited spawn mechanic.

Facing the overwhelming firepower of the Order of the White Bear, the onslaught eventually weakened.

The group finally broke through the encirclement of mutants and rushed into the building at the end of the corridor.

This place was spacious, easily the size of three or four basketball courts, with a semi-circular front desk opposite rows of seats, suggesting it was once a registration area or something similar.

The sliding doors quickly slammed shut.

Leaning against the cold metal door, Sisi propped her rifle to one side, sighed deeply, and slowly sat down on the floor. Her face was slightly pale as her chest rose and fell lightly.

Standing next to her, Sesame Paste also calmed her breathing, her index finger tugging on her collar soaked in sweat to loosen it.

"It's spiders...”

"Yeah." Sisi gasped, gritting her teeth, "Although arthropods are more adaptive to narrow terrains, which makes some sense... If possible, I really don't want to deal with these creatures."

From the shelter entrance to their current location, they had pushed through about 3% of the progress.

First, they dealt with two Sabertooth Tigers,then faced a group of large wolf spiders that reached up to their waists.

They hadn't encountered Deathclaws yet, though they had seen one through bulletproof glass.

The particular Deathclaw wasn't very large, but still bigger than the size of a rubbish bin.

"Hey? Sisi is actually scared of spiders?!" Tail yelped as though she had just discovered a new continent. Her eyes gleamed with a strange light as she looked over at Sisi.

Sisi's expression shifted subtly as she averted her gaze. "It's actually okay if it's just spiders, but if it's hairy, then I can't stand it.”

If only the game helmet could block out that feeling... Unfortunately...

In a game still in beta testing and they couldn’t expect everything to be perfect.

"Hehe."

"No pranks, okay, Tail?"

"Of course not, am I someone who will do something like that?"

"Emmm..."

"Ohhohoho! Sisi actually hesitated!"

Sisi's expression twisted but a smile eventually appeared. She was about to say something, but a soft creaking sound came from afar.

It was like someone stepping on the dusty ground.

Alarm bells rang in Sisi’s mind as she reached for her rifle. At the same time, three whooshing sounds pierced through the air.

She grunted as she fell to the side, pulling the trigger towards the source of the sound.

Thunderous gunfire echoed in the empty room.

At the same time, Tail and Sesame Paste quickly reacted, nimbly dodging the incoming arrows and returning fire at the unexpected guests outside the window.

Loud screams soon followed.

The archers, terrified by the flames spewing out of the barrels of the guns, screamed incomprehensibly. They scattered, taking cover behind walls, chairs, and counters.

"People...?!" Seeing the faces in the darkness, Sisi's expression turned to one of surprise.

However, those people weren’t speaking the Federation language.

To be more precise, it didn't sound like a language at all. It was more like the howling of beasts.

Watching Sisi lying on the ground, Tail immediately rushed over, her face full of concern. "Sisi, are you alright?!"

"I'm fine..."

Two arrows had hit her chest, but the bulletproof vest blocked them, so she barely felt anything.

The more troublesome issue was the arrow lodged in her shoulder...

Sisi grasped the arrow shaft, lightly moved it, quickly gave up on pulling it out. She snapped it in half instead.

Watching Sisi prop herself up with her rifle and stand up, Sesame Paste mumbled in worry, "Should we retreat for now?"

The shelter wasn't something that could be conquered in a day.

Tail and Roshan also nodded in agreement.

"Tail thinks so too!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Same."

"Yeah, let's head back to the entrance for now," Sisi nodded at her concerned companions.

Her gaze suddenly fell on the corpse they had shot earlier. Curious, she stepped forward and crouched down to examine it.

The person was dressed in clothes made of leaves and vines, pale-skinned in a sickly way, as if they hadn't seen sunlight for a long time. His eye sockets were deep red, pupils bloodshot, features human-like but with slightly longer arms and sharp nails.

Sisi frowned slightly, her index finger sliding over the person's chest, feeling around for a while before pulling her hand back.

"Find anything?" Roshan, following her, leaned in curiously.

"... 26 ribs."

"26 ribs?" Tail looked confused.

"Normal humans have 24. This guy isn't human, at least not the same kind as us," Sisi said, standing up and dusting off her hands. "We should take the body back for research."

They retraced their steps to the door that connected to the shelter, overlooking the underground city.

The old radio was placed at the room's entrance and Sesame Paste stepped forward to pick it up.

Having evidently witnessed the recent battle, the radio offered some congratulations. "Not bad, you're stronger than I thought. It seems I wasn't mistaken."

Hearing this, Sesame Paste showed a shy smile. Although she barely understood what was said, she could vaguely sense the appreciative tone in that statement.

As for Tail, she wasn't so modest. Her lips curled upwards happily. "Wow! Tail is super amazing!"

"Haha, very impressive, but you still need to push harder..." The radio laughed joyfully, though there seemed to be a hidden meaning behind it words.

Sisi suddenly spoke. "Why are there people inside?"

The radio answered nonchalantly, "They're just degenerated barbarians... Don't worry, you can think of them as monkeys."

After a pause, it subtly changed the subject. "It's getting late... rather than worrying about those barbarians, I suggest you take care of your wounds soon."

It was nearing the evening in game.

Before they knew it, they had spent an entire day inside Shelter 79.

The milky light spilling from the dome was slowly receding, and the underground city outside the windows was gradually being swallowed by darkness.

It seems that the place wasn’t just a steel jungle but also had day and night.

If this fortress hadn't fallen...

"In the event of an apocalypse, living in a place like this wouldn't be so bad," Sesame Paste said at the doorway to the airlock room, looking back at the window behind her.

"Yeah."

"Why do you think the people here wanted to escape?"

"Who knows, maybe they ate too much." Sisi spoke casually, but her eyes flicked a cautious glance at the radio in Sesame Paste's arms.

She always felt there was more to it.

After a moment's thought, Sisi spoke in the language of the Federation. "This isn't sustainable; we don't have enough people... would you mind if we call for more help?"

The radio answered nonchalantly, "I don't mind, what's there to mind?"

He was eager for more people to help.

However, what he understood by "calling for more people" and what Sisi meant by that were clearly not the same.

With a slight smile, Sisi continued, "Great."

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