This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 565.1: Dance Of Blood And Fire

Excluding Make Me’s underlings, the final number who decided to stay was 23. They included the 20 heavy infantry of the Jungle Corps, and the three gods of Dust Town.

Ordinarily, if the numbers wasn’t wildly different, then given the Mutant Humans’ HP bars, base defenses, and recovery, humans had virtually no chance at all.

Even a 500 vs 500 would be brutally difficult to win, let alone 23 against 500.

It was especially so in a straight up fight on an open field. There was almost no room to maneuver, unlike guerrilla warfare where they could kite and pull.

As Old White had said, it was no different from suicide.

But whether rat or lizard, their eyes burned with battle fervor. They felt no fear for the slaughter to come.

Death was only a homecoming! They were deathless heroic spirits.

Walking up to Old White, Garbage, clad in a Hunter exoskeleton, spoke solemnly. "Those residents, I’ll be entrusting them to you."

Houses could...