This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 962

Light Blooming on the Horizon

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With Hunter Claw dead, the battle in the abandoned town had ended. The raiders from the Cannibal tribe and the other tribes were either dead or fleeing.

Based on the direction those raiders had fled, Commander Fountain roughly deduced that their nest was around the ruins of Rock Mountain City, about a hundred kilometers from Settlement No. 10.

There were plenty of ruins from the Prosperous Era on the northeastern side of Seaside Province. Without a definite target, finding those bastards really would have been like looking for a needle in the ocean.

Once they put a few synchronization satellites into orbit, perhaps they would be able to solve that problem.

In any case, after confirming the raiders' hideout, a Viper transport plane urgently took off from Settlement No. 10, flew at low altitude to the abandoned town, loaded the nuclear bomb with its communications module disabled aboard, and carried nearly ten hardheaded players toward Rock Mountain City.

Meanwhile, the raiders lying in ambush west of Settlement No. 10 were still staring blankly at the clouds, completely unaware that their boss was already dead.

Sitting on the hood of an off-road vehicle, Rifu raised his "new toy" and aimed at a bird perched on a branch. Just as he was about to test his shooting, the bird suddenly looked around warily, then flapped its wings and flew away without warning. He clicked his tongue and lowered the gun.

The Hornet X-2 assault rifle, manufactured by Boulder Military Industries in Wasteland Era 210, looked as though it had been cast from the same mold as the Enterprise's G9 Black Swan assault rifle.

He had heard from the Southern Legion that, in the Free State, money could buy anything.

More importantly, they did not care whether they were trading with humans or

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