This Game Is Too Realistic-Novel

Feeling the anger of Bear, Hein didn't dare to even breathe wrong, and continued to complain in tears. "Dear honorable leader, you didn’t know what happened to me! I walked into their camp with the purpose of seeking peace, and even took the initiative to hand in weapons to their sentry. But right after I met with their leader, the man threw me into their jail."

"They didn't want to negotiate at all, and they had no plan to negotiate! After the man threw this wooden box to me, not only did he laugh at me, saying that all the people you want are in this box, but he also wanted me to tell you that, you, you will end up like the people inside the box!"

"Although they didn't hang me immediately, they kept locking me up for fear that I would leak their information. I was worried that they would kill me eventually, so I used the chips hidden in my soles to bribe the guard and then escaped their camp overnight with this wooden box."

"But those people reacted quickly and immediately realized that I was missing. They sent a hunter to chase me. I didn't dare to go north, so I could only detour to the east gate, but before entering the city, I was shot by an arrow."

"Fortunately, the arrow didn't cause any serious injury. I hid your men’s belongings in a trash can and then ran into a collapsed building. Almost as soon as I entered the ruin, they also arrived! But fortunately, they didn't notice me. I hid in the ruins until dawn, waiting until they went back."

"After confirming that there was no danger, I dared not delay for a moment, and immediately took the box and came back to report to you!"

Hein said with snot and tears. Bear sitting in the seat finally shifted his anger away from him.

With eyes locked tightly on Hein, Bear asked in a deep voice. "You said they were worried that you would leak their information? What information?"

Hein continued quickly. "Those people are actually not shelter residents. They are just a group of scavengers. By deception, they occupied a shelter hidden in the wetland park, stripped off the blue coats that belonged to the original shelter residents, and disguised themselves as shelter residents."

"They are not as strong as they seem on the surface. They are just a bunch of stubborn, bullying, and fearful villains. Their numbers aren’t that big either, only about 30 people, and the rest are prisoners of the original shelter. What they love to do the most is to light a bonfire in the middle of the camp late at night, and then bring the nice prisoners out to have a party... You know what kind I’m talking about."

"So, if you plan to do something with them, it's best to execute it in the early hours of the night." Hein lowered his eyebrows, telling a story someone told him skillfully. "That was the time when their defense was the most lax. Many people didn't even wear clothes... I took the opportunity to escape at that time."

Prisoners.

From a shelter.

A touch of greed appeared on Bear's face.

The clone presented by Bett Street had been broken by him a long time ago, and it probably had been disassembled into parts by his men.

Besides, the toy that did not know how to scream, cry or have any kind of emotions couldn’t arouse his interest at all.

If there was no scream, how could he show his bravery?

Those who came out of shelters were different, no matter where they were from, those people were the best.

"What about the guns? How many guns do they have?" Bear then asked what he was most concerned about.

Seeing that the leader had already moved, Hein was overjoyed and said quickly, "Up to thirty! Half of them were seized from your people! And they have very little ammunition reserves, and more than half of them even use arrows and javelins."

"Look at my leg injury, it was left by the arrow they shot!"

Hearing that they used arrows, Bear's expression became even more contemptuous.

Those primitive things were the weapons of scavengers. Unless there were very few "ability users" with special abilities, or mutants with extremely developed muscles, most people would rather use crudely made guns than arrows in a fight.

Bear himself was two meters high and he was full of strength. He could win a fight against four marauders with ease. Ordinary people couldn’t even walk fast while wearing heavy armor, but his armor weighed 50kg at least. In addition, his chest armor was made of homogeneous steel, weighing 25kg!

Not to mention a crossbow or a javelin, even ordinary bullets would feel like tickling, leaving some scratches on his armor at most.

In his opinion, trampling those scavengers to death was no different from trampling a colony of ants to death.

"Boss, I think this matter should be considered carefully," the man with a long face standing beside him lowered his head and continued in a deep voice.

"Badger and Cha are not weak, and their men are also brave and good at fighting. However, both of them lost the fight against a group of scavengers one after another. Something isn’t right."

Upon hearing this, Hein felt anxious and was about to speak. However, Bear waved his hand and directly dismissed what the long-faced man said. "Badger is courageous but not smart, and Cha is smart but not courageous. The two are not elite. It is just a group of scavengers. I will personally lead the team. Gather all the men available, I will crush them to death."

Bear didn't want to delay.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and the weather was getting colder and colder. If it was dragged on for too long, it would be harder to fight a battle.

Besides, if the captives of the shelter were all killed by the scavengers, what else would be left for him to play with?

Moreover, he looked down on Cha and Badger’s men. The real main force was those who followed him to plunder places in the north.

Hein breathed a sigh of relief. In order to stop Bear from hesitating, he decided to add another piece of information to bait him.

"Dear honorable leader, you don't need to worry too much, our advantage here is actually very big!"

"When I entered the Wetland Park, I found that they were camping on the northwestern river and building brick kilns. They probably planned to reinforce the bunker before the snow fell. This reveals their inner fear and weakness!"

"You only need to march in the dark and directly attack their brick factory. They will surely fall into chaos! At that time, you just need to chase after them and chase their deserters into their camp. Then, their wealth and supplies will fall into your pocket."

As saying that, Hein had an angry expression on his face. "In this way, I will also be able to vent my anger and make them pay for what they did to me!"

"Brick kilns?" Bear touched his chin with interest. "How many people were there?"

"At least ten people! Sixty percent are males caught from shelters, and forty percent are their own people!"

Bear was overjoyed and patted the arm of the chair. "Good!"

Although he did not trust this slave merchant fully, the brick kiln was very easy to verify, and he would basically recognize it at a glance.

After that, Bear immediately looked at the long-faced man and ordered in a commanding tone. "Send someone over and look for a high spot to observe in the direction of the wetland park. If you see a campfire and smoke by the river, come back and report to me immediately!"

The long-faced man nodded. "Okay!"

...

Meanwhile, beside the river on the northwest side of the Wetland Park, Ample Time took a few people to prop up a shack on the open space with plastic sheds and wooden sticks.

This kind of shack basically could not block wind in all directions, and people would surely get arthritis if they lived in it, but they were not willing to use better materials.

After all, they would put gunpowder kegs and wood tar in it later...

"I have a vague feeling that the Administrator didn't think we would be able to make bricks."

While digging a cave on the slope of the river with a shovel, Night Ten complained, "Otherwise, why would we be assigned such an exclusive task?"

Old White was a doer, and didn’t like to talk nonsense when he was working. “Stop talking, hurry up, and finish your work... Wait a minute, it's almost time for the task."

"Fuck..."

"Speaking of which, Gale, don't you have classes during the day?"

"I’ve sent the PPT to the teaching assistant."

"Damn son, I didn’t know that you could use your assistant that way."

The first exclusive task Bull and Horse Brick Factory received was neither to produce many bricks nor to build a brick kiln with a specific daily output, but to set traps in the camp.

Does this sound like something that Life Profession players should do??

Alright.

Although they were not originally Life Profession players.

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