This Game Is Too Realistic

Petra Fortress.

Escorted by two light pickup trucks, Earl Ruskin and his servant shared a motorcycle and drove out of the city with a livid face.

With his arm on the car window and sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck, the Guards Captain waved his hand, motioning for the driver to speed up and approach, and looked out the car window as Earl Ruskin said with a smile.

"If you need help, remember to shout louder, we are not that stingy and will come to help you."

"No, please help me! Thank God if you stay away from me!"

Glancing at the machine gun on the back of the pickup truck, Ruskin suddenly twitched his brows, turned his face to face the roaring wind and roared, "Can you put that thing away! We are not going to war... you Want to kill me?"

What if those friends who came from afar misunderstood me?

The guard captain and the pilot looked at each other with strange expressions, not quite understanding what he meant, but in the end they accepted this strange request.

He reached out the window and patted the roof of the car.

"Put the machine gun away first."

"Yes!" After hearing the captain's order, the machine gunner standing behind the pickup truck skillfully removed the 10mm heavy machine gun stuck in the bracket.

Same thing with another pickup truck.

At the same time, the two pickup trucks slowed down and kept a distance from Earl Ruskin, who was driving ahead on a motorcycle.

Looking at the pickup truck pulling away, Ruskin finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

Although he had some objections to the orders of the Lord of Thain City, and although he knew that the pack of jackals would eat people without spitting out their bones, he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

What if there is any misunderstanding between the two parties?

If he can resolve this misunderstanding beautifully and turn cannons into bread, he will undoubtedly become the hero of Petra Fortress and even the hero who saves the kingdom.

The nobles of Petra Fortress have always had a dream, that is, like Silver Moon City in the south, they can obtain the power of republican autonomy and get rid of the shackles of feudal contracts.

The Petra family, who are loyal to the royal family, is the biggest obstacle.

If he can use this to reach a friendly agreement with the Legion, perhaps his family's long-cherished wish will come true!

There are certainly risks involved.

But this is not a chance.

"Drive faster!" Earl Ruskin regained his courage and regained his high-spirited expression. He looked at the dashboard of the motorcycle and urged the servant on the motorcycle, "Did you not eat? Or did you not fill up the motorcycle? Oil? Why is it only 40 yards!”

"Sir... the road conditions here can only drive up to 40 yards. If we go faster, we will fly." The servant said in a dumbfounded voice.

"Nothing."

Ruskin cursed, knowing there was no point in urging him, so he stopped talking.

A convoy of two pickup trucks and a motorcycle quickly approached the area near Luogu.

Crossing the stacks of sand dunes and looking at the looming valley in the yellow sand in the distance, Ruskin felt his heartbeat speeding up.

"Front! That's the front!"

He shouted at the top of his voice.

The two pickup trucks behind him came closer, and the guard captain stuck his head out of the window and shouted at him.

"Do you want us to follow?"

"No! You guys wait for me here! I'll be back soon!"

With these words Ruskin urged the servant to press on with all his might.

Although the servant's shoulders shook at the thought of the legion camp ahead, he did not dare to disobey the earl's order, so he could only twist the accelerator.

The sand and dust kicked up by the tires quickly attracted the attention of the people on the other side.

After a while, two three-wheeled motorcycles drove over from a distance.

Seeing the legion's flag, Ruskin's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to wave and shout, two gunshots were fired from the opposite side.

The bullet whizzed down onto the sandy ground nearby. The servant on the motorcycle was so frightened that he quickly turned around, turned around and fled towards the way he came.

Ruskin was also startled. He did not expect that the other party would shoot without saying hello, and he shouted loudly behind him.

"Don't shoot! I am Count Ruskin of Petra Fortress! There may be some misunderstanding between us! Why don't we sit down and talk-"

However--

The only answer he received was the sound of gunshots.

Those people didn't even say hello, they opened fire when they saw someone. After approaching within a few meters, the machine gunner sitting on the passenger seat of the three-wheeled motorcycle pulled the trigger and opened fire.

"Tu tu tu tu—!"

Thick and long tongues of fire spurted out, and bullets flew randomly on the sand dunes. Although they were not very accurate, they could not hold up too many.

The severe pain in his leg made Ruskin tremble all over, and he almost fainted, lying on the servant's back.

"Sir? Are you okay?"

Looking at his left leg, which was bleeding profusely, Ruskin spat out broken words in a trembling voice.

"Quick...run!"

The off-road performance of three-wheeled motorcycles was still inferior to that of two-wheeled motorcycles, so they could not catch up with him. Follow him. The guard captain heard the gunfire and brought people to support him in time.

The machine gun was remounted on its mounting bracket.

Two pickup trucks stopped on the nearest sand dune. The machine gunner skillfully loaded the gun bolt and unleashed heavy machine gun fire on the three-wheeled motorcycle crossing the dune.

Strings of dust splashed up on the desert, and the three-wheeled motorcycle rushing in front was instantly smashed.

The driver was found on the spot, and the two crew members jumped out of the car, using the motorcycle as a cover and firing rifles at the pickup truck on the sand dunes. However, they were unable to withstand the fierce firepower of the heavy machine gun, and soon they followed in the footsteps of the driver in front of them. .

The other three-wheeled motorcycle escaped by chance and returned to the reverse slope of the dune behind it.

While the pursuers were being suppressed by fire, Earl Ruskin's servant rode a motorcycle, carrying his master seemingly lifeless, and fled in the direction of the two pickup trucks.

The owner lying on his back had lost his voice.

Just now...

His master was shot again in the back.

A signal flare was raised on the reverse slope of the desert. Sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck, the guard captain frowned, stretched his right fist out of the window and waved back.

"retreat!"

…

The campsite is not far away.

Standing on the airport runway as he watched the signal flares rising into the sky and listened to the clicking of gunfire in the distance, General McClung frowned. He picked up his binoculars and glanced in the west direction, but couldn't see anything.

It's too far here.

he asked the officer standing nearby.

"What's going on over there?"

The officer obviously didn't know the situation, but he reacted quickly and answered immediately.

"Captain West is in charge of the defense area over there. He should be patrolling that area that day."

General McClung lowered his telescope.

"Call him here."

"yes!"

The officer turned and left.

Not long after, a powerful man came over and stood and performed a military salute.

"Report! There are two pickup trucks and a motorcycle to the west. They are probably the nearby Oasis caravan. They killed three of our guards... I have sent people to chase them."

When he heard that only a few of his subordinates had died, General McClung stopped asking any more questions. In the past two days, a lot of businessmen have been walking this way.

"Just leave Hong Shang alone and ask your people not to pursue him too far. Pay attention to the patrols in the defense area. The plane will be here soon."

"Yes!" Weiside stood at attention and gave a military salute, turned around and trotted away.

Watching him leave, General McClung frowned slightly.

Don't know why...

A strong uneasiness always creeps into his heart from time to time.

However, this senseless emotion soon disappeared as a silvery shadow appeared in the distance.

The temporary tower next to the runway received a landing request.

After the silver aircraft, which was more than ten meters long and had a wingspan of several tens of meters, approached the runway, it quickly lowered its landing gear and landed on the runway with billowing dust.

The plane stopped on the side of the runway, the ramp was lowered, and the ground crew quickly surrounded it with forklifts and fuel trucks.

Of course, this kind of precious jet aircraft cannot be piloted by Hu Congjun. The pilots are all noble Weiland people.

The two pilots came down the gangway and walked to General McClung and gave a military salute. One of them raised his head and said,

"Colen, captain of the 11th Army Aviation Squadron of the 10,000th Troop and H-55 main pilot, is reporting to you!"

General McClung raised his hand in return of a military salute, looked at the plane next to him, and couldn't help but feel happy.

H-55 Hurricane bomber!

Twin jet engines, the fuselage is made of special alloy steel, and the ultimate speed can reach Mach!

Although the Army Command positions it as a tactical bomber to support frontline troops, it can also perform strategic bombing missions due to its high-strength fuselage armor and durability, as well as the powerful breakthrough performance brought by its high-power engine.

People call it a tank flying in the sky!

Or the butcher's scalpel!

Immediately following the landing of the Hurricane bomber, there was also a wingman responsible for escorting, or attracting firepower, the H-44 "Saber" fighter jet.

Compared with the "Hurricane", it is undoubtedly much smaller in size. Not only does it have a single jet engine, but the fuselage is also made of lighter titanium alloy.

Although this fighter is positioned to compete for air supremacy and solve the problem of high-threat targets that propeller aircraft cannot deal with, because this equipment was designed by a research institute under the Army Command, its ground support capabilities are also not weak.

The 20mm cannon mounted on the nose has an astonishing five rounds of ammunition, and two expensive TV bombs are mounted under the wings.

As for why not hang blank ammunition?

Because Luoxia Province doesn’t even have propeller planes.

If it had been known in advance that there was an alliance in the River Valley Province, and if it had been known in advance that the Pioneer was planning to go to the desert to find Shelter 0, the Legion might have been prepared to send some from the west.

Unfortunately there is no if.

General McClung stretched out his right hand, shook hands with the two tall and powerful pilots, and said with joy.

"The stage is ready for you! Let those bugs see what purgatory on earth is!"

Curran grinned, held the unfortunate general's right hand and shook it.

"I'm just here to do this."

Although Griffin did not tell McClun the full details of the plan in advance, he was a colleague who had worked together for so many years. McClun knew what he was planning to do when he looked at the cunning skunk and stuck out his butt.

Mounted on the "Hurricane" bomber, there is no doubt that it is a nuclear bomb——

That three-phase bomb has a yield of 10,000 tons!

At this time, a few sporadic gunshots were heard in the distance. Curran, who was holding General McClung's hand, subconsciously turned back and glanced in the west direction.

"What's going on?"

General McClung said with a smile.

"They are probably the wastelanders nearby. This place is close to Oasis No. 4. Don't worry about them..., those cowards don't dare to worry about us. By the way, before I came here, I got the smelly... old man from Griffin. The guy has some bottles of red wine, do you want to try them?"

Curran waved his hands quickly and declined with a smile.

"No... we have a mission tonight. Let's wait until we get back to win the victory!"

The best time for the bombing is when the Heart of Steel leaves the Vale Province.

But that doesn't mean the mission is risk-free.

There is also an old survivor force in the southern part of the River Valley Province called Boulder City, which I heard is also part of the alliance.

There is a lot of equipment left over from the post-war reconstruction committee deployed there, and its combat effectiveness is a question mark. It is hard to say whether it will pose a threat to the "Hurricane" bombers.

There was only one nuclear bomb transported from tens of thousands of kilometers away. In order to ensure it was safe, they planned to wait until dark and carry out the bombing mission under the cover of darkness.

Nuclear strikes are different from tactical bombings. They do not require precise coordinates or visual observation of the ground. You only need to fly to the approximate location, press the switch, and then step on the accelerator to the bottom.

When he heard that the mission was to be carried out in the evening, McClun was delighted and laughed knowingly.

"Then I'll wait for your news!"

When he thought that the bugs who climbed onto his airship would soon be incinerated under the shock wave of the nuclear explosion, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Pity.

I can't see their trembling faces before the end.

…

other side.

Petra Fortress, the gate of the heavily guarded prison.

Accompanied by several guards, a muscular and gray-faced man passed through the tall stone gate and was let out.

"Remember to keep your mouth shut. You won't be so lucky next time."

Giving the big man a warning look, the guard captain with the beard waved his hand and left with his subordinates.

The door slammed shut.

When the footsteps were no longer heard, the man spit on the ground and turned around with a curse.

And just when he turned around, he saw two people and a bear standing at the intersection not far away, and the expression on his face suddenly became awkward.

Some hesitation.

After rubbing the back of his head, he finally bit the bullet and stepped forward, saying hello to his employers and muttering in a low voice.

"Sorry boss, I messed up..."

"Nothing."

Looking at his gray face, Sisi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the prison behind him, "They beat you up?"

The man said sheepishly.

"Uh...this was done before."

Sisi's expression was slightly disappointed.

It's a pity that the bruises and bruises were not caused during his detention, otherwise he could have obtained a sum of compensation from the city lord.

However, it doesn’t matter if I don’t have it.

A contented person lives long.

Nodding to show understanding, Sisi continued.

"What are your plans for the future?"

The man said with a wry smile.

"I plan to go to Silver Moon City in the south to try my luck... I can't stay here any longer."

After he was sent in, several brothers from the mercenary group quickly revealed his identity as the main culprit. This brother definitely had no choice but to do anything.

In fact, they were not even brothers.

Everyone just joins together to make money and make ends meet. There are only seven people in the mercenary group. It's easy to get together and break up just as quickly.

Sisi nodded, not surprised by this, and continued.

"If you have nowhere to go, just follow Old Boomer. The White Bear Knights station needs security... Well, if you are interested, go there and become the security captain."

The Lord of Petra plans to designate a base for the White Bear Knights to help them more conveniently carry out their charitable deeds of rescuing refugees.

To be honest, there was some misunderstanding among them. For example, she actually wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to help everyone make a fortune.

But if you speak out, it will be too late to collect the water that will be thrown out.

"They came here under the guidance of the gods to help those poor people" - this was what she said herself.

The moment he heard these words, the man was stunned. He looked at the young lady in front of him with a look of disbelief, and even broke his voice with excitement.

"You...are you still willing to have me?"

Looking at the man who took a step in front of her, Sisi took a step back in disgust and glanced at the guy.

"Don't say such weird things, or I'll change my mind."

"No, no, I didn't mean any disrespect to you!"

The mercenary leader almost lost his job opportunity because of his talk, and the mercenary leader quickly explained, his voice becoming incoherent.

"I just... don't quite understand. I obviously screwed up your father--"

"Everyone has a clue, and everyone is unskilled," Si Si interrupted him and looked at the grateful guy and continued, "Of course, you have used up one opportunity. If Next time, I’ll screw up the situation——”

"Just kill me! No, you don't need to do it, I will bury myself in front of you!"

The mercenary leader had a loyal look on his face and said in a sincere and respectful tone, "You may not remember my name anymore. My name is Jody! It's an honor for me to continue to serve you."

Regardless of whether the loyal expression was fake or genuine, Si Si nodded with satisfaction.

The regional reputation of the White Bear Knights will probably reach its peak after this war. In fact, they have already gained the trust of the local city lord.

However, they can't stay here forever to manage the fixed assets they can't afford. They have agreed to travel to more distant places.

Therefore, the best option is to find a reliable local person to help with hosting.

For example, Old Boomer is a good choice. He is honest, capable, religious, and owes them his life.

But even so, she is still unwilling to use interests to test human nature, and puts all her love in the hands of one person.

It's better for money and guns to be managed by two different people.

Later, she will hire an NPC from the Chamber of Commerce and Industry in Dawn City to take care of the accounts, so that she can keep abreast of the situation here at any time.

Since this game is said to be 100% real, she naturally has to do her best to make it foolproof.

Hearing the name of the mercenary, Tail suddenly spoke.

"Oh! Jody! Have you considered changing your name?"

The mercenary said immediately.

"Please give me your name, Miss!"

Just waiting for these words, Tails gave a thumbs up with shining eyes.

"From now on, please call me Qiao Qiao!"

The mercenary looked confused, but nodded anyway.

"Okay miss...I will call you Qiaoqiao from now on."

Rourou: "..."

Sisi said with a subtle expression.

"Awei's naming skills are as good as those of the manager."

Taiyi looked at Huan Sisi in surprise.

"Eh?! Am I so awesome at naming you?"

Sisi raised his hand.

"Oh! It's amazing!"

Rourou urged, dumbfounded.

"In short, the matter has been settled. Let's go quickly. It would be too pitiful for Sesame to be left alone."

Regardless of whether the city lord and the nobles completely believed Sisi's lies, at least the old man in the white robe had been deceived and became lame.

I heard that he also planned to write a letter to the royal capital and tell the respected high priest and His Majesty the King.

The Silver Moon Goddess sent a miracle to protect her people!

Is there any love more exciting than this?

For the believers of the Silver Moon Sect, this is indeed an exciting emotion, but for them it is a necessity.

She always had a bad feeling.

Troublesome love is yet to come...

…

At the same time, Earl Ruskin, who was on an envoy to the Lost Valley, was carried over by the captain of the personal guard of the Lord of Thain.

Ruskin was shot in the leg and back. Ruskin was lying on a stretcher dying. Excessive blood loss made his face even paler.

The palace of the city lord.

The nobles gathered here were silent. Even the loudest one on the day was stunned by this tragic scene that could not bear to be looked at.

Sitting on the stone chair, Thain admired the expressions on the faces of these cowards with satisfaction, and the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up with a cold smile.

Take a look.

This is what happens to cowards.

Ruskin's lips trembled, and a voice of frightened fury escaped.

"Legion... they don't intend to talk to us at all! Those barbarians! No, they are beasts! There is no way to communicate with them using the language of civilized people!"

Get up from the stone chair.

Thain, who was at the bottom of the steps, glanced at Ruskin who was lying on the stretcher and said calmly.

"You have to thank that lady for giving you a chance to live."

If you are riding a horse.

He had no chance to escape.

Ruskin's face was full of humiliation. He turned to look at the woman standing in the corner of the crowd and almost squeezed out those words through his teeth.

"Thank you……"

Sisi shrugged and said nothing, and the expression on his face remained unchanged.

In fact, she just doesn't want to waste time on such an insignificant NPC. His life and death will obviously not have any impact on the subsequent game plot.

But if he rode over there, it would probably take a lot of time, and it would probably be two or three days before Petra Fortress discovered his body.

"What do you see there?" Sion looked at his personal guard captain.

The reason why he was sent out of the city with Count Ruskin was not so much to monitor whether the idiot was doing a good job, but rather to find out what was going on in the Lost Valley.

When Ruskin left the city early, he had already ordered the troops in the fortress to prepare.

The captain of the personal guard gave a military salute.

"The garrison size is about 10,000 troops. The construction on the north side of the camp has been suspended and is probably completed. Before leaving there, I noticed a plane flying from the northwest and it seemed that it had landed there."

"Plane?" Thain frowned.

A commotion immediately spread among the surrounding crowd.

The faces were full of fear, anxiety and anger. Even the people who had previously expressed doubts about the prophecy now showed surprised expressions.

"Airplane...are they building an airstrip?"

"Those people really plan to attack the Petra Fortress!"

"Has the Lion Kingdom fallen?"

"On the Spirit of the Sand Sea... those greedy barbarians really can't get enough to feed!"

"We shouldn't have waited so long! We should have taken action long ago!"

Listening to the indignant chatter of the people around them, everyone in the White Bear Knights also had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Tail asked in a low voice as he pulled the meat next to him.

"Did the official website say it was a repair airport?"

She patronized the post.

I didn’t read those posts very carefully.

Rourou paid attention to it, but after recalling it carefully for a while, he had no impression and shook his furry head.

"It seems...no."

Tails was startled.

"Giao! Could it be that...the treasure has been found by them?"

Rourou couldn't laugh or cry.

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

Tails gestured with his hands with a serious look on his face.

"Think about it, the armor of the God of the Sky... must be huge! It's so big, it can't be transported by truck, right? Maybe they built the airport just to transport the treasure..."

Listening to this random analysis, Rourou's face gradually showed an expression of realization, and his expression became serious.

"Hiss... maybe it's really possible!"

Sesame paste standing aside was dumbfounded.

"I think if it is really the armor of the God of the Sky, let alone an airplane, even a train wouldn't be able to drag it..."

Not hearing the whispers from his teammates, Sisi frowned slightly.

Although there was no discussion about that airport on the forum, she always felt that the airport was not that simple.

Oasis No. 9 has not fallen yet.

Moreover, in the past two days, the managers also brought the Heart of Steel and the Stormtroopers to the Lion Kingdom for reinforcements. Although the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom have strong military forces, they will never take the initiative to fight on two fronts.

unless……

There was a hint of realization in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

"That 'scepter'... maybe they actually found it."

A pair of eyes looked at her.

Sisi looked at the Lord of Sion City and said seriously.

"The scepter falling from the sky sealed the evil god and destroyed the oasis. I'm afraid the evil ritual has reached its final step... We have no time to hesitate, you must make a decision immediately!"

A kind smile appeared on Thane's face.

"It seems we want to go together."

After that, when he looked at the ministers in the palace, he suddenly stopped joking and looked solemn.

"I listened to the call in the yellow sand. The great will is calling us. Our kingdom is facing the most severe test in history. Whether our enemy is the legion or the ancient demon, Petra will be the most important thing in the kingdom. A solid shield!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the saber on his waist and looked at the captain of the Guards and the officers with equally solemn expressions.

"Gather your men—"

"Ready to fight!"

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(Thanks to the leader of "East China Sea Fishing Village" for the reward!!!)