This Game Is Too Realistic

Although Chu Guang has not shown his face on the front line for more than a week, Chu Guang has always had his little player silently watching him from behind.

After seeing a series of outrageous operations by these players, Chu Guang was dumbfounded.

"Good guy...this 'game' really made them understand."

Cannon fodder-style training is still a waste.

Not only did it help the pangolins kill their heads, but it also helped the friendly troops clear out the inventory at the bottom of the box.

In this way, the pangolin got an army, the newbies got a leader, the friendly forces got new equipment, and the alliance got arms orders... In total, he won at least three times, and he still won while lying down.

What genius came up with this idea!

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, tilted her little head, observed the expression on Chu Guang's face, and asked in a low voice.

"Master, I feel like the undercover agents you arranged in the legion are in danger... Do you want me to remind them? Don't be too exaggerated."

"No, just let them do it," Chu Guang smiled and shook his head, "That guy won't die that easily. Being merciful on the battlefield seems too fake. This kind of rebellion is more real."

It would be better if I could get injured.

As a war hero, he was sent back to the rear to recuperate, and maybe he could see what was going on in the west of the Central Continent, where the Legion was.

He always heard Vanus say how majestic the City of Triumph was, but there wasn't even a photo, and the official website information was not easy to write about.

Xiao Qi nodded in understanding.

"Okay."

Although I don’t understand it very well, the master has said so, so there should be no problem.

Chu Guang continued to browse the posts on the forum as his index finger slid the mouse wheel.

It was almost time to log out, and in the group called [No Insider], a certain insider suddenly jumped out.

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Brothers are so cute!!! The inside story of the pound!"

Edge of water: "What's the inside story?"

I was the darkest: "Were you carried away by Mengxin?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Get out of here! Let's get down to business, wasn't there a shortage of ammunition on the front line before? At first, the ammunition here was distributed from other sections of the defense zone, but during the sudden attack, it began to be distributed from other defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "WTF?!"

Edge of water: "Real or false?"

Commander Quan Shui: "Can you confirm which defense zone it is!?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, that's exactly what I want to say. The ammunition boxes delivered on the same day are engraved with the numbers G40 and 41. As expected, they should have been sent from these two defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Awesome!"

Commander Quanshui: "Remember to count every ammunition delivered! At that time, we can calculate the remaining ammunition in each defense zone and adjust the offensive route of Plan 3 in a targeted manner!"

As he typed out these words, Commander Quanshui's palms were almost sweating with excitement.

If all goes well, when the operation officially begins next week, they will face a group of defenders who are short of ammunition and have low morale.

This line of defense is as fragile as an egg shell, it will break if you knock it!

As long as a hole can be opened in their defense line, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps can drive straight into Oasis No. 3, and cooperate with the forces of several divisions following up from behind to quickly divide the battlefield and completely break up the enemy's defenses.

Annihilating this 100,000-strong army is a piece of cake!

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, hey, how high is this? (Proud)"

Commander Quan Shui: "Excellent!"

Edge stroke: "6666!"

…

In just one week, the 700-man team led by Pangolin had wiped out a thousand-man team from the alliance.

The victories in the past few days not only increased the confidence of the soldiers on the front line, but also the officers at all levels of headquarters could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Before heading to the front line, they saw frightened deserters and heard rumors about how brutal and brutal the Union soldiers were.

If you look at it, it's nothing more than that.

I guess it was just the excuses those clumsy followers made for their failure.

The legendary deeds of the G53-7 defense zone seemed to be given wings and spread throughout the entire legion under Griffin's instruction.

This kind of legendary story boosts morale just like an ace sniper or a pilot.

Although one or two elites cannot change the direction of the entire battle, they can give most people the confidence of "I am the one who wins, and I am the one who wins".

There are different opinions within the legion as to why the alliance clings to the G53-7 defense zone and refuses to invest more troops in the battle.

Some people believe that position G53 may be the strategic point of the next phase of the alliance's offensive plan, and they plan to use it as a breakthrough in the battle.

However, most people still prefer another view.

In other words, there were differences within the alliance on whether to continue the war.

This is not uncommon in a legion's path of conquest.

Despite its huge size, not every unit of the legion can achieve a hearty victory in every battle.

Especially those wars that are not led by the overall will of the legion will occasionally be swayed by the surviving forces entrenched in the local area.

But even so, these survivor settlements eventually chose to surrender out of fear of the legion's huge size.

Of course, there are a few who believe that the cause may be more direct than a conceptual difference - that the alliance is almost unable to survive in a physical sense.

War is a money-burning game.

It is true that companies provide aid to the alliance, but the continued losses caused by the aid are also true. If the alliance itself were to bear all the logistical expenses, the alliance's economic size and nascent industrial capabilities might not be able to last even a week.

This information was provided by their business partner, the Bugla Free State located in the northern part of the Valley Province.

In this case, it is not difficult to explain why the equipment of the soldiers who launched a "suicide attack" towards the G53-7 defense line became more and more stretched every time...

Camp G53-7.

Looking at the bundles of rifles and a pile of ammunition of varying calibers and lengths piled on the ground, the officer who came here to recover the trophies couldn't help but laugh in a mocking tone.

"Did they take out all the inventory at the bottom of the box?"

The equipment captured on the battlefield has a high failure rate, so before use, it usually needs to be sent to the repair team under the Ten Thousand Corps for repair and replacement.

The positioning of this repair team is probably similar to the maintenance company under the division level.

According to the military regulations of the Legion, combat units at all levels are not allowed to privately withhold seized equipment unless there are special circumstances. It needs to be sent to the maintenance team for reconditioning first, and then transferred to the logistics team for unified distribution.

However, this military regulation is not strictly enforced.

After all, it is up to the frontline commanders to judge whether the situation is special. Considering that supplies may be gone at any given day, most commanders prefer to keep the supplies for themselves.

Especially now that it is obvious that there is a problem with the supply, no matter how high the failure rate of these captured weapons is, it is better than nothing.

The Pangolin was different. This simple war hero "generously" gave away all the supplies seized from the alliance.

Just kidding.

He's not stupid!

What kind of rifles did that bitch in Quanshui give out to the newbies? The newbies couldn't figure it out. How could he not figure it out?

This is all a Beta version, even iron pipe rifles and dogs don’t care!

"It seems that the alliance's logistics have a big problem," Warfield Man whistled and casually agreed, "Maybe we will be victorious soon."

The officer grinned.

"I really don't know how those rookies who escaped from Oasis No. 9 fought."

The warlord teased.

"It just so happens that we can teach them step by step."

"Ha ha."

The officer laughed heartily.

Although this pangolin is not from Weiland, his words are surprisingly interesting.

And no matter who they are, as long as they can beat up the Alliance and vent their anger on their behalf, they are their good friends.

He even likes this guy a little bit.

At this time, a woman with dark brown hair jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck at the end of the convoy.

A woman suddenly appeared in the military camp where all the old men were. She attracted the attention of a group of captains, and even the clones who were not very smart also looked over.

That looks really good.

However, after seeing her high bridge of nose, the officers who were about to whistle and tease her all seemed to be deflated and were stunned.

The Vaillantians would not look down upon them.

Although they were lucky enough to be transferred from the retinue army to the regular army, just being lucky was not enough for them to climb high.

They know very well that those with big noses are unlikely to like them. Instead, they will give them two whips for being offended.

The warlord looked the woman over.

Her pupils are blue, her dark brown hair is tied into braids, and she has the iconic high bridge of the nose of the Velant people... and taller peaks.

It is not that there are no women in the legion, but almost all of them are "foreigners" who work as servants. This is the first time he has seen a pure-blooded Wilant man.

And for the first time, he discovered that a big nose is not always ugly, it still depends on which face it is placed on.

The woman walked straight towards him.

"Hello, Mr. Pangolin."

"Who are you?"

"Penny, a reporter from "Triumph", nice to meet you." The woman smiled slightly and stretched out her hand, showing the notes and recorder in her arms, "The headquarters sent me here to understand the situation. …Is it convenient for you to be interviewed now?”

"Triumph", as the name suggests, is the newspaper published in Triumph City, and it is also the newspaper with the widest circulation within the legion. However, due to the efficiency of information dissemination and other reasons, the editions printed in different regions are quite different.

For example, in the Triumph City, the "Triumph News" mainly reports on the news of the Triumph City, and the news on the front line is usually placed three pages later.

But on the front line, the content of "Triumph" will avoid topics of hometown and family as much as possible. It will mainly focus on victory, beauties, exciting stories, and all news that can stimulate the hormones of the soldiers, and there will be some entertainment news. Puzzles, crossword puzzles for those boring hours in the trenches.

Most junior officers are literate and can read to ordinary soldiers, and the radio will also read newspapers at specific times.

In order to ensure that the soldiers are enthusiastic about opening up new territories, the officers need someone to flex their muscles on the battlefield, someone to live a luxurious life like an emperor in the survivor colony, and someone to make a fortune from the war... even if there is no such thing. You can also make it up with a little modification.

This kind of newspaper, like bread, alcohol and tobacco, does not need to be purchased by soldiers themselves and is part of the logistics supplies.

As soon as he heard that "Triumph" was going to interview him, Warfield remembered what Colway had said to him yesterday, and he immediately became happy and immediately held her hand and shook it.

"It's an honor for me to serve beautiful women. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Flattery about appearance may be old-fashioned, but it never goes out of style.

Hesitantly, the corners of Penny's mouth slightly tilted up, showing a happy expression.

"In order not to waste your time, I will get straight to the point."

Gently shaking her bangs, she skillfully turned on the recorder, looked at the questions written in advance on her hand, and said.

"So first question...do you have a family?"

Warlander said without hesitation.

"I am an orphan, and Chief Colway who took me in is my family."

Penny looked at him in surprise, with a little more sympathy in her eyes, and continued to ask.

"I heard that you are an awakened person?"

"Yes."

"You must have gone through a very hard workout, right?"

Warlander smiled sheepishly.

"Well, that's not the case. In fact, I woke up out of nowhere... I didn't even understand what happened."

Penny was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"That's right. Most of the awakened people discover by chance that they have acquired abilities that are different from ordinary people... Even the survivors other than the Wilantes have a certain probability of being the lucky ones."

After a pause, she continued.

"Then let me ask you...what makes you invincible on the battlefield?"

Warlander replied almost without thinking.

"This is my loyalty to the Marshal!"

Penny was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.

"But... aren't you from Nishikawa-Ting Province? You must have never met the Marshal, right?"

"That's not necessary," Warfield said without blushing, with a straightforward face, "Although I have never met His Majesty the Marshal, and I have never been to the City of Triumph, his ideas deeply attracted me. "

"This chaotic world needs order! Only when all blood vessels are flowing with noble blood, can this world usher in eternal order!"

After hearing that impassioned speech, Penny's expression couldn't help but be moved.

This is...

What loyalty!

"Then what do you think of your commander Colway——"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden explosion.

A deafening explosion came from the front line position not far away, and the flying stones and dust rushed up to a height of more than ten meters, even scattering near the convoy.

The soldiers in the repair company raised their arms to protect their heads and avoid it.

The officer's hat was blown off by the turbulent air waves, and the warlord's expression changed instantly.

Damn it!

Is it different from the promised time?

The revengeful creatures did not leave him any time to hesitate.

After a brief pause, a whooshing scream suddenly came from the air.

I saw gas tanks with steel pipes inserted into their butts flying randomly in the sky, and explosions and flames bloomed on the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Lie down!"

Seeing a huge gas tank flying towards this side, Warfield's face changed wildly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Penny's arm, dragging her down to the ground.

This guy can't die!

Or maybe he's been pretending for so long and it's all in vain? !

"Boom——!"

The moment the two of them lay down, the loud explosion sounded almost at the same time.

The raging shock wave spread wildly, overturning a truck on the spot, and almost knocked down the maintenance team officer who he was bragging about.

It was half a minute before the dust settled.

After confirming that there was no explosion, the warlord let go of Penny, who was under him, and got up from the ground.

"Damn! Bah——"

After spitting out the sand in his mouth, the field man wiped the ashes from his face, cursed, and looked at the frightened war reporter.

"Are you okay?"

This guy is not very good.

Is this your first time on the job?

Without answering his question, Penny's face turned pale and she lay on the ground without daring to get up. Her eyes were filled with frightening fear, and her pants were still vaguely wet.

After a long time, she said in a trembling voice.

"Just now, what was that...?"

Listen to that sound...

How is it louder than a 100mm cannon? !

Warlander chuckled.

"Gas tank bombs are indeed very powerful, but they are not very accurate and their range is not very far... This is not the first time we have encountered them."

Penny swallowed.

Gas bomb? !

This is...how barbaric!

"Do you... endure such bombardment every day?" Her voice trembled, and she did not forget to find the recording pen from the ground and pick it up.

"Have you seen the basic operations of those people? This is what the Alliance is capable of. It looks scary, but the effect is average. There is nothing to worry about!"

The warlord grinned and picked up the rifle and hat that had fallen to the side. "Just wait for me for a while, and I'll collect those pieces of shit."

After saying that, without waiting for Penny to reach out to stop him, he turned around and stepped into the smoke-filled battlefield.

These guys got slapped on the head.

Even the "saturation firepower" has been adjusted!

Even though he was surprised, he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

If I don't go up and help those cloning idiots, maybe this position will really be eaten by these guys!

Plan No. 3 is entering a critical stage. Defense Area 53 is not the alliance's key attack target. The Storm Corps and Skeleton Corps will even let them escape.

Even if he takes his position at this time, it will not be of any help to the entire battle situation. On the contrary, it may be a small loss.

For the alliance!

For Your Majesty the Manager!

He must kill these cerebral palsy people no matter what.

While Comrade Pangolin rushed to the front line, Penny was left where she was, but her mind was as messed up as a ball of yarn.

When the pangolin grabbed her arm just now, she was suddenly startled, but her rapidly beating heart stopped for half a second because of the close explosion.

Now her heart began to beat heavily, and it kept beating.

That strong chest and arms full of security could not be left in her mind.

Especially the back view left to her in the end...

Not just loyalty.

That is...how heroic!

A trace of obsession gradually appeared in his confused eyes. Soon enough, that trace of obsession turned into regret and regret.

Pity.

So loyal and heroic, yet a foreigner.

No matter how high the honor he achieved or how much wealth he had, he could only marry a foreign race in the end. Even if his superiors recognize his abilities, he will not be contacted by mainstream society.

The thoughts in my mind were chaotic.

At this moment, Penny suddenly felt a sense of dampness, and her entire face instantly turned red into an apple.

She had never been so deep into the front line, and it was also her first time to experience artillery bombardment at such a close range. The earth-shaking explosion just now made her whole body tremble, and she couldn't hold it back for a moment.

She was so ashamed that she wanted to die on the spot. She quickly took off her coat and tied it around her waist. She subconsciously looked in the direction where the pangolin disappeared and bit her red lip with a few drops of blood.

should……

Didn't you see it?

…

In the distance, one to the left of the G53-7 defense line.

More than a dozen tripods stood at the foot of the sand dune, with empty steel pipes pointing straight towards the legion's position.

With the support of "old-timers" such as Quanshui, Edge, Mosquito, etc., these cute guys who entered the game in Beta0.4 version not only started "big training" on the front line, but also started "big production". We even set up a local flavor military factory using local materials.

Facts have proved that the creativity of working people is endless. If it is not controlled, not to mention heartless cannons, even heartless Katyusha can be punished.

After a calibrated shot, twelve gas tank rockets suddenly fired with the momentum of a round of rocket launchers, giving it a somewhat battlefield atmosphere.

"Awesome! Is this really good for fighting?"

Ah Nie shook his fist excitedly.

"That's right! This is no more than a mortar!"

Holding the chessboard in his hand, he reluctantly clicked his tongue.

"It's a pity that it's not accurate."

It was true that there was a row of potholes on the position, but it was hard to say how many people were killed. The only good thing was that at least the machine gun position was destroyed.

The safest way to fight now is to retreat and pull a cart of artillery shells over, and shoot another round at the opposite position, or get some smoke bombs to seal them up.

It's a pity that those old players are not human beings, just throw them here and pat their butts and leave.

Without food, fresh water, and a guide, it would be more efficient to kill yourself if you want to cross two dozen deserts to get back to the rear.

"Boss, let's dig and fight first——"

Before he could finish his words, Buri Weian next to him had inserted his bayonet under the barrel of the gun, raised the gun and roared excitedly.

"Brothers!"

"Kill them while they are sick!"

"Come on!"

After saying that, he took out a whistle from nowhere, put it in his mouth, and blew it desperately.

"㘗——!"

A shrill whistle sounded.

As soon as the charge whistle was heard, the shouts of killing on the battlefield instantly boiled over. As if they were full of blood, the cute men launched a charge towards the smoke-filled position.

"Come on!"

"Blast girl's gold coins!"

"Ouch!"

"Silver coins!!!"

"Bring it to you!"

…

The second and fifth boys, who were tasked with being managers, started a bloody and brutal fight with the cute people who had "no moral ethics" in the fragmented position.

Both sides were furious.

On the one hand, I can't die, but on the other hand, I don't want to die so quickly.

If both sides could not be resurrected, this would definitely be a tragic and tragic scene.

At the same time, while the battle on the front line was in full swing, the situation in Shuguang City, thousands of miles away, was calm.

Compared with the fierce battle situation on the front line, life in the rear is like a pension.

Due to excessive hunting by players, as well as the popularity of a series of delicacies such as crab cakes, monster steaks, salt-grilled hyena meat, butter mushroom baked rice, etc., as long as they do not go deep into the city occupied by slime mold, there are not many around Dawn City alone. Alien.

Even in the nuclear bomb crater in the Elm District, you can't catch the spawning cleavage crabs.

There is no doubt that these monsters have been eaten to extinction. If you want to hunt delicious alien species, you can only go north to the jungle mountains in the northern part of Qingshi County.

Or, we can only move forward to the Jinchuan Province with lush jungles and vast plains.

In order to enrich the diet of the people of Dawn City, a certain lizard and mouse recently organized an expeditionary force, leading a few cute people and restless old players to go to the Jinchuan Province.

And the ultimate goal is the southernmost dead coast!

It is said that there is the territory of the Torch Church, and there will be many exoskeletons with high technological content.

For example, the "Water Arrow Turtle" suit in Quanshui is said to have been invented by people from the Torch Church.

Not only that, I heard that a merchant from Zhounan boasted that there was a "glowing sea" there.

This scenery is absolutely awesome than Silver Moon Bay!

Luo Yu originally wanted to take a look.

But unfortunately, he found a drag bottle hanging on his body.

According to the administrator's description, the level on the B6 floor seems to need to rely on Xiaoyu's "swallowing" feature to solve it.

Although I am very happy that Gou planned to compensate his divine pet with a hidden mission, but I have to say that the process of raising a baby is a bit boring.

His daily routine now is like walking a dog, taking Xiaoyu for a walk in the northern suburbs, killing two crawlers or butchers and watching it eat and drink.

Then, he would take it back to the settlement area for a walk around, to burn off its strong energy, and at the same time dispel the wariness of the nearby residents towards this polite child.

In fact, the latter are secondary, the key is the former.

If you don’t drain this guy’s energy, he won’t be able to sleep at night, and he will try his best to wake him up like a cat. If he can’t wake him up, he will do some weird things to his culture chamber. matter.

For example, when he woke up last time, he saw a bloody and sticky cabin door, which almost scared him to the point of peeing.

It was almost as if he was going to be eaten alive.

However, after seeing him wake up again, Xiaoyu will soon return to his cute and cute appearance, like a lively little dolphin, happily "beep babbling" around him.

It was as if nothing had happened just now.

In order to educate this guy and let it integrate into human society, Luo Yu not only taught it human language, which he was not very proficient in, but also occasionally tried to feed it some human food.

Although he still resists cooked food, he is quite fond of things with high sugar content.

Especially the lollipops sold in NPC shops with added attribute gains. Not only do they make a happy sound after eating them, they even don't spit out the plastic sticks.

In addition, after a period of training, another thing happened to this little guy that made Luo Yu extremely surprised.

It finally learned to hunt!