As the government is increasingly paying attention to games and the behavior of players in games in reality, most players can no longer really regard "game" as "game".

In reality, human civilization tries to use "game" to increase the resistance of human individuals to chaos, and at the same time, it also holds a glimmer of hope to use "game world" as the shield of the real world.

However, those who stare at the abyss are also staring at the abyss.

When the event first occurred, it was spread to EU players in a small range. If they completely abandon their bodies in reality, they can live in the game world forever.

No one knows if anyone has tried it or whether they succeeded again, but this soon became popular, especially among the low-level players of the US.

They were eager to get rid of their real life. Even if their game was not easy, most players were hiding in various primitive tribes, and they had to worry about whether they would be discovered by the Witch King's men every day.

These players still hope to live in the game forever without having to face the nightmare life in reality.

In the occupied areas of the South Asian subcontinent, in the Middle East Plains, on the Siberian wasteland, this trend eventually attracted the attention of the government.

The 'Assault Plan' is a code name circulated among players who are willing to fight with their lives. They want to let their souls fly and gain true freedom.

The intelligence departments and supernatural departments of various countries soon found it in the game, and the root of the first to lure players to give up their lives in reality and devote themselves to the game came from the gods of the old continent.

But soon, this method spread to the unknown evil gods, hell, abyss, and even Chaos.

The most direct reaction of this behavior is that the psychic energy that penetrates from the subspace is becoming more and more active in the game world. In reality, countries are also checking the number of dead players.

The relevant departments of Xinhuaxia have issued a crisis notice of "extinction" level, and even Yang Yuefan, who is far away in the outer space colonial fleet, has received the notice.

"We know nothing about the situation in Wangxiangcheng, but the church fleet behind us has less time left for us." Yang Yuefan said to the demon hunter: "If there is any accident after entering Wangxiangcheng, we can use force to clear the obstacles, and our skin color is the best cover."

"From now on, we are the special envoys sent by the Song Empire to the Far South Colony. If Wangxiangcheng cooperates, we will cooperate. If we do not cooperate, we will fight against the counter-counterfeiting on the spot and directly occupy Wangxiangcheng." Yang Yuefan's fartty skills came up with a bad idea: "You are an intern political commissar, and this kind of thing is more professional and appropriate. I will leave it to you."

"Each, each other." The two war dealers in New China showed each other a smile that you understand me.

The rest of the Retribution Team were scattered all over the deck, cleaning up their armor, tidying up arrows, polishing their weapons, and not feeling any tension about the upcoming conflict.

Zog Mancini, who has agreed to join New China, is educating several mercenaries under his command, how to read the map and how to identify tactical signals.

These people are his followers, and Mancini is training them from the Middle World mercenaries to the modern professional soldiers.

They not only need to learn how to use gunpowder weapons, but also need to learn reconnaissance techniques, simple logistics management, and the construction of the camp.

This is also the most work these mercenaries have done in the retribution battle. They are auxiliary troops, and in real battles, they are not qualified.

"Vitoria, are you still tangling with your position?" Mancini ordered several mercenaries to raise their guns to aim at the seagulls in the distance to exercise their stability when aiming.

The samurai was sitting alone on the bow of the boat, looking at the sea, and the figure looked a little lonely, and no one in the retribution group knew how to persuade the other party.

At this time, only Mancini is more convenient to speak. Another non-new Chinese Alex in the battle group is still with the half-elf ranger in the forest.

The last time I contacted the other party was two weeks ago. The news from Alix was that the half-elves were working hard to learn the language of the Iron'er clan and the negotiations were progressing slowly.

Moreover, in this situation, it is still a question whether players from the United States will stand on the side of the retribution group.

Yang Yuefan could not determine whether Alex was a lurker from the US. Unlike Vitoria and Mancini, Yang Yuefan could determine through information that the other party was not a secret son installed by the EU government.

In other words, on the intelligence battlefield, the US imperialists are much harder to deal with than the EU. As a formerly established intelligence power, EU has performed too poorly after the arrival of the new era.

The white left-leaning tendency almost destroyed the foundation of the entire EU. Fortunately, the Russians used their iron slaps to shoot the EU dozens of big slaps, and finally woke it up.

By the way, New China also kicked it hard behind the scenes, which was a good thing.

"I don't worry. When I stepped on that ship, my heart died. I am only alive for myself, doing things that I am happy about, and drinking with the people I like." The samurai's strong muscles are as majestic as steel in the sun: "This kind of political involvement makes me disgusted."

As he said that, the samurai lifted an oak barrel and drank it hard, tons, tons, tons...

"Then why leave the battle group?" Manichi sat next to the samurai. Just watching the other party drink made him feel full: "And, I think as a political system, New China is much more reliable than ours."

"I don't want to talk about politics." Vitoria shook her head and threw the drunken barrel into the sea. The huge arm strength made the barrel fly more than fifty meters away.

"We are flying in the starry sky far away from the earth, and ubiquitous dangers are shrouding around the spacecraft." Mancini did not retreat: "Maybe one day, a meteorite that happened to pass by would collide with our warship. Is it meaningful to consider politics at this time?"

"Waaagh!" The samurai slapped Mancini on the deck behind him: "It's so annoying! Let me be quiet!"

"Is there anything else to be nostalgic about EU?" Xu Yichen sat next to the samurai with a combat ignition aid in his arms, replaced Mancini's previous position, and threw one to the samurai: "Yang Yuefan still has a few stocks, don't be polite."

Vitoria took it without hesitation and ignited the battle aid with the flames on the finger of the demon hunter: "I knew that the kid had a private hiding!"

"I'm really ready to get off the boat and leave?" Xu Yichen asked directly: "Don't you think about my proposal before? Our New China food treatment is very good!"
Chapter completed!