This Game Is Too Realistic

Above the clear sky, a W-2 Mosquito attack aircraft was clinging to the edge of the clouds, heading towards Mizutani's side.

In the airspace about 30 kilometers behind it, followed a "Dragonfly" transport aircraft carrying a "hydrogen balloon" communication system.

Tai Wei's guess was indeed correct. The respected manager knew that he would not leave his little player alone, so he generously sent a second set of communication equipment.

But generosity is generosity.

This kind of "high technology density" equipment is also not cheap for the alliance.

Before throwing down the second airdrop box, Chu Guang needed to figure out what happened to the last communication base station that crashed, so as to avoid the same mistake with the new communication base station.

It is too slow to send the army across the river. Without the road network, it is impossible to race. Even if all members of the Storm Legion are equipped with the most basic exoskeletons, the march distance will only be 30 kilometers in one day.

Although the combat effectiveness of the player's corps is very strong and has the aura of "morale lock", the discipline will plummet due to "boring", and it is unrealistic to expect a forced march of more than 100 soldiers.

This——

We can only trouble the Air Force.

"This is Luo Yu...it's close to the target airspace and is searching for ground signals."

Glancing at the VM tied to his thigh, Luo Yu looked at Ruitani who was gradually approaching. Luo Yu pressed down the joystick in his hand and controlled his car to emerge from the clouds.

According to the mission requirements, he needs to get in touch with the players on the ground, learn from them what happened to the communication base station, report the news to the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft behind, and take some photos to bring back to him.

This task is easy.

It even made him couldn't help but say hello.

However, just when he was about to get in touch with the players on the ground, a black shadow on the horizon in the distance attracted his attention.

"Fuck..."

"What the hell??"

The majestic steel airship is like a Kunpeng spreading its wings.

What is shocking is not only the pure metal shell, but also the dazzling array of weapons all over its body.

It's hard to imagine how such a huge thing can be suspended in mid-air.

What's even more difficult to imagine is that what provides him with driving force is a long row of parallel propellers.

The two completely different concepts of primitive and advanced are miraculously compatible.

Luo Yu's eyes widened, his face was full of surprise, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Soon, all the shock turned into intense excitement and shock in an instant.

It’s so awesome!

But——

It seems to be in some trouble.

Luo Yu could vaguely see that one of the propellers on one wing of the airship was flashing with flames.

It seemed to be set on fire.

Just when he was about to fly closer and take a closer look, he suddenly found a thick and long gun barrel on the top of the airship, slowly turning its angle and pointing straight at him.

That caliber.

Needless to say, there is also a 100mm!

The moment his eyes met the cannon barrel, Luo Yu's expression changed instantly.

"Holy shit!"

There was no time to hesitate.

He immediately punched the control stick, trying to fly under the airship.

At the same time, he transferred the communication channel to the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft 30 kilometers away behind him, and reported the situation on the front line to the rear.

"Airship! An unidentified armed airship was found over Ruigu, suspected to be——"

Before he could finish the last few words, a flash of orange flame cut off his thoughts.

He didn't even hear the sound of the cannon, and the blue pop-up window of [Disconnection] was projected into the bottomless darkness.

He slowly took off his helmet.

Luo Yu, who was sitting on the bed in his bedroom, looked around in confusion, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Damn it!

He opened fire without even saying hello.

There is simply no sense of martial ethics!

…

"Airship?!"

"Wait, what's the suspicion?"

"Hello? Brother, are you still alive?"

Above the clear sky.

Sitting in the cabin, I looked at Luo Yu unprofessionally and looked at Luo Yu in front of me to confirm the situation in front of me.

But the cut off voice never answered.

Listening to the noise coming from the communication frequency, Unprofessional Fan gradually realized that the situation might be more serious than he thought.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. While pulling back the switch, he tilted the joystick to the left and controlled the plane to draw an arc in the air and return to the airport in the north of Shuguang City.

A three-engine transport aircraft made of A3 aluminum alloy and equipped with a full set of instruments is much more expensive than the W-2 that cuts corners.

Sitting in the rear cabin, Brother Bing and Huozi called out.

"...Why did you turn a corner? Aren't we going to Ruigu?"

"The situation has changed... Luo Yu said he saw the airship."

"Airship?!"

Brother Bing and Huozi was a little confused.

What's there to be afraid of, that kind of old antique that was almost eliminated during the First World War?

It's a pity that the 37mm gun was installed on another "Dragonfly".

If you didn't give him an angle, he would even have the confidence to use the gunship to take that thing down.

"I don't know... I feel like it's not a simple airship that can shoot down Luo Yu the moment he notices it. Most likely he has noticed it a long time ago."

"You mean there's a radar on that airship?" Brother Bing and Fire was surprised.

Unprofessional, I thought for a while and said.

"There should be. Radar is not a difficult thing. There are even airships. It can't be plundering... However, I estimate that 80% of them don't have guidance weapons, but anti-aircraft guns or other things."

After all, if there were missiles, they would probably be shot down by the opponent before they entered visual range.

Flight technology from the First World War, fire control systems from the Second World War... What kind of industrial waste is this?

However, even if it is industrial waste, it is not something their broken transport machine can handle.

At any rate, give him a "Jiaojiao Six".

There is no need to hang AA bombs, two 7.62 aviation machine guns are enough...as long as there are no accidents.

Without any hesitation, he unprofessionally pushed the switch to the maximum, and decisively gave full power to the engine...

…

Heart of Steel.

Inside the bridge.

Looking at the pile of black waste on the table, McClun was briefly stunned, and then a trace of anger quickly appeared in his eyes.

"What the hell is this?"

"General, this thing is entangled in our propeller. It is hanging under the balloon. It should be a thread..."

Standing in front of General McClung, the engineer wearing high-altitude work clothes lowered his head, swallowed nervously, and spoke quickly.

The technical officer accompanying the army took a half step forward, picked up a handful with his index finger and thumb, and stared at it for a long time.

"...It contains carbon and silicon components, a bit like optical fiber."

This kind of thing is very common in the wasteland, and can be seen in almost every concrete building.

It is said that in the distant and prosperous era, man was an animal that would die if he did not speak. Everyone was covered with speakers, and every wall was covered with radio stations or similar things.

This kind of optical fiber made of silicon carbide composite material is as thin as a hair and crawls around every corner of the city like capillaries, forming a huge and complex information matrix.

Although this technology has been systematically lost, those "ropes" as thin as hair have survived like those concrete garbage.

Its characteristics are that it is light enough and tougher than ordinary ropes, but its strength is lower than that of metal wires, and it is not resistant to high temperatures. Therefore, ordinary scavengers will not deliberately collect this thing.

Of course, this matter is not so absolute.

Some surviving settlements use it to convey messages, although this is uncommon.

"... Someone must have tied this fiber to the hydrogen balloon, and it happened to be caught by our propeller."

"The electrical short circuit caused the hydrogen gas hooked into the engine to explode, igniting the oil on the drive shaft."

The navigator made his judgment based on his own experience.

However, the adjutant standing aside was not satisfied with his statement.

"A coincidence? I don't think it's a coincidence. Who would release a balloon into the sky without any trouble? This is obviously a deliberate and vicious trap!"

"I think so too, it should be an air defense balloon..." the staff officer said thoughtfully, "We have encountered similar things before in the surviving settlements in the west."

However, the air-proof balloons they had seen were much larger than the one they encountered just now, and the balloons were connected by stronger steel wires.

Presumably, it was precisely because of this that their radar and observers did not notice the balloon at all.

"Are there any similar things nearby?" McClun looked at the navigator and asked you with a straight face.

The navigator quickly shook his head and said.

"No more. I asked the observer to confirm carefully. This is the only one in the entire airspace nearby!"

Hearing these words, McClun couldn't help but look a little ugly.

There was only one balloon nearby, and it accidentally collided with the engine of his airship.

He didn't know for a moment whether he should complain about the accuracy of the balloon's release or whether he should complain about his own airship's ability to pick it up.

"In any case, this trap appeared on our route. The person who set this trap not only knew that we were coming, but also predicted our route..."

Putting his index finger on his chin, the staff officer had a solemn expression on his face and continued speaking at a gentle pace.

"Although the trap itself is not clever, it can cause such a big trouble for us with such a low-efficiency trick... The strength of these people should not be underestimated."

McClun asked in a deep voice.

"Who do you think could have done it?"

The staff officer thought for a moment and said.

"The Great Rift Valley is too far from here. The Bugla Free State has our eyes... The only force nearby that has the ability to do this is Boulder City. But I can't make a conclusion, after all, the company's reinforcements are gone. It’s probably those people around here who did it.”

As for the surviving Taoist forces in Luoxia Province, he completely ignored them.

Although the residents of the desert disagreed with them, most of them dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

There are few people who dare to resist them, and they are simply incapable of doing such a thing.

After all, analyzing the route is too mysterious.

Their positions must be constantly monitored in real time, and atmospheric airflow must be monitored, and even so, they can only predict a few possible routes.

In fact, rather than planning it for a long time, he also suspected that it might be a coincidence.

However, if it is explained as a coincidence, there is no explanation why such a string of unknown hydrogen balloons appeared on a barren mountain.

"Boulder City... I remember it was a remnant of the former Ming Dynasty."

The adjutant took out a notebook from his arms, flipped through two pages in his hand, and continued mumbling.

"According to reliable intelligence records, the Post-War Reconstruction Committee helped them build a wall and gave them some weapons to fight the 'wave'... It is said that there are tens of thousands of people living there, maybe hundreds of thousands. Their The settlement is not far from here, only 150 kilometers away... But why do they want to deal with us? "

"Maybe they want to warn us to stay away from them? But the probability is very small."

The staff officer proposed an idea, although he himself thought it was unlikely.

This foolish behavior was more like a provocation than a warning.

It has no deterrent effect other than wasting a little bit of their time.

It will only irritate them.

"These rats only dare to hide in the gutter."

McClun let out a cold snort.

"Whoever did this, better pray not to be discovered by me...I swear, I will make that guy regret being born in this world."

When he catches that person, he will strip him naked and hang him under the airship, freeze him into a popsicle and then throw him down.

After saying these harsh words, McClun looked at the shivering engineer standing aside.

"How long will it take to fix it?"

"One week... no, three days, give me three days and it should be fine!" the engineer said, sweating profusely.

It would take three days to listen, and a trace of impatience was instantly written on McClun's face.

However, he knew that there was no need to urge him.

There is no very high airport here that can quickly help them replace damaged parts.

If you want to repair it, you can only lower the height and throw down the anchor chain that fixes the airship.

Then, extend the bracket from the hatch, lift the engineer out of the airship like a fishing rod, carefully remove the broken parts, and replace them with new ones.

Alternatively, you can choose not to repair it and shut down one of the engines at a symmetrical position on the left wing.

The remaining propellers can still propel the airship, but the lack of two engines will reduce its speed by a full 20%, and its maneuverability and stability will also deteriorate.

The reduction in mobility is acceptable, after all, it is impossible for such a huge creature to avoid attacks by maneuvering.

However, sailing in turbulence was something McClung could not bear anyway.

Especially since he could think about it, if he was hanging with a broken propeller, that old fox Griffin would definitely laugh at him.

Even if it's not a very serious damage.

The staff officer standing aside gave suggestions softly.

"The information we have is from several years ago, so I'm afraid it's out of date."

"The engine needs to be repaired anyway. I suggest setting up camp on the spot and sending a ground force to investigate the situation in the nearby area. We will make the next decision after collecting more information."

The adjutant on the side also followed suit.

"I think so too. I suggest sending someone to arrest a few local aborigines and ask them. Maybe they can find out who did this!"

McClun had a sullen face and nodded slowly.

"That's it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crew member sitting in front of the bridge console suddenly spoke.

"Report! A UFO has entered the identification area of ​​our radar!"

"What?"

One of the propellers had just been broken, and McClun was a little nervous, so he asked you almost reflexively.

"It looks like... it's a propeller plane." The crew member said hesitantly.

Hearing that it was a propeller plane, McClun breathed a sigh of relief and said something impatiently.

"Let it go."

"The other party didn't answer!"

"Then beat it down."

"yes!"

A crew member immediately picked up the phone on the console and reported the shooting to the operator in the weapons control room.

Soon, a cannon shot was heard overhead.

The thick and long barrel spurted out flames, and with the slight vibration of the airship, a ball of fire exploded in the distance.

"Hit the target!"

"Confirmed destruction! The target is falling!"

The crew members sitting in front of the console reported one after another that although they only shot down a propeller plane, there was nothing to celebrate at all.

McClung, who was holding a telescope, soon saw that under the clouds in the distance, a plane with broken wings burst into flames and plunged straight into the city below.

Although he was not sure what the relationship between the plane and the balloon was, the fire still relieved him a lot.

"Send a few people over to take a look later." McClun said expressionlessly.

The adjutant standing aside stood at attention and saluted.

"yes!"

Then, he looked at the staff officer next to him.

"It is your responsibility to drop anchor and deploy the ground camp."

"Also, the 29th Marine Corps, which is searching for company employees, will report any information to me immediately."

Staff officer: "Ming Qi."

Putting away the telescope, McClung turned and left the bridge.

At this moment, he did not know that the pilot of the plane he had just ordered to be shot down had gone to another world, and was uploading photos of his "Steel Heart" with excitement. The official website forum of a certain game.

Luo Yu: "Brothers! Look what I found!!!"

"(Picture), (Picture), (Picture)..."

The moment before he was shot down, he almost subconsciously took the photo.

Fortunately, before the airborne communication equipment was destroyed, these data were transmitted to the signal tower in the north of Shuguang City and successfully synchronized into his photo album.

Although at this point, the vast majority of players are in the game, the enthusiasm of cloud players for discussing the new version is no less than that of European emperors who have already qualified for the closed beta test.

The bottom of the post quickly refreshed the screen.

"What the hell? An expansion pack is coming out again?! (Surprised)"

"Steel airship! This naval gun is awesome!"

"I'm crying...Damn it, Dogecoin Project has not even launched the closed beta, yet it has released an expansion pack!"

"Brother, I don't want your beta test qualification anymore. (Funny)"

"Planning is awesome! (Broken sound)"

In less than a minute, the post was covered up, and then the entire forum became excited.

Judging from the logo on the airship and the size of the cannon, many cloud players speculate that this airship may be the work of the Legion.

As for how the iron lump floated in the air, there were heated discussions on the forum.

Some people say it is anti-gravity, others say it may be some kind of special lightweight material, and still others say it may be based on a certain technology of gas molecule manipulation, just like the hammer that manages the hammer.

No matter what it is, one thing is certain, it must be some kind of black technology that does not exist in reality and cannot even be seen.

Almost everyone is looking forward to this "new version of the ship" and what new work Dog Planning has done.

In addition to planning yourself...

B4 floor of the shelter.

Looking at several photos on his laptop, Chu Guang, who was sitting on the sofa, was not happy at all, but had a look of confusion and confusion on his face.

"...What the hell is this?"