This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 403.4: The Glory Obtained From Blood

Carrying a heavy machine gun, Piltover Paratrooper approached Midnight Pubg. "The surviving marines will arrive in 20 minutes. We expect a 1,000-man army!"

"Leave them to Brother Mosquito!" Looking up at the airship above, Midnight Pubg took off the silver-white metal cylinder shaped like an oxygen tank from his back, planting it firmly on the ground.

The sharp top aimed directly at the airship above.

Pulling a nylon buckle from the exoskeleton, he hung it on the metal cylinder as the others did the same.

Seeing everyone was ready for lift-off, Midnight Pubg gave a crisp command, "Release!"

With that, a burst of white smoke spread through the camp.

Slender arrows shot into the sky like spears, igniting...