This Game Is Too Realistic

The scorching sun is scorching the earth, as if it is evaporating the last trace of moisture on the soil.

Unable to stand the scorching sun, the prostrate Death Claw drooped its head and snorted listlessly.

"laugh--"

Living in the Hehe-Ting Province, it obviously cannot adapt to the climate of Luoxia-Ting Province.

But after all, it is an organism that stands at the top of the food chain. Its super adaptability to the environment will only make it uncomfortable at most, but it will not make it impossible to persevere.

Edge paddled and patted its head gently.

"Be good, the Oasis is gone."

There are only two hundred miles left from Oasis No. 3.

As Section 1 of the G40 defense line was penetrated by the Skeleton Corps, the Alliance Army has penetrated three corps to the rear of the G40 defense line, with a total of more than a thousand troops.

After a thousand-man team was wiped out, the Legion finally came to their senses.

Just ten minutes ago, a 100-man artillery team 20 miles away belatedly delivered regional firepower towards position G40-1, pouring at least two hundred artillery shells.

For a legion that was short of supplies, these two hundred shells were already quite a large sum of money.

However, the alliance did not stay at the narrow gap of G40-1 for too long. This round of shelling was completely lonely.

The current location of the Death Corps is to the right of the Skeleton Corps.

According to the plan, their original goal was to go northeast around the rear of Defense Area No. 41, rely on the mobility of the Wolf Cavalry to quickly expand the gap in the legion's defense line, and cooperate with the Lion Kingdom Army occupying Position 40 to annihilate the legion's 40,000 people. The vitality of the team.

But now, the situation has changed.

The enemy's preparations were even less adequate than imagined, and the 40th Thousand Soldiers were defeated before they could hold out for even an hour.

Annihilating the enemy's effective forces is no longer a top priority. The alliance can take this opportunity to expand its war zone and further eliminate the higher-level "division-level command post"!

The so-called division-level command post, which is the command post of a 10,000-person team, is the highest-level command post on the front line.

The next level up is the headquarters of the regiment, which is where Geffen is.

It is unrealistic to push forward the headquarters of the regiment one after another, but the division-level command post is still conceivable.

As long as we capture that area, all defense lines in Section G40~49 will fall into chaos.

Without the dispatching of the command system, effective mutual support will not be formed between the Thousand-Man Team and the Thousand-Man Team, and each defense zone will be instantly cut into an island.

Even if all of these Wilant officers were superhuman, they would only be wiped out.

It is precisely because of this that the other party will definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

According to the information provided by Pangolin, the legion's 10,000-person command post is usually equipped with an infantry team of 1,000 people, as well as one each of 100-man artillery, communications, infantry, sergeants, and transportation teams. The total strength is 1,500 taels. Between a thousand.

The distance between the front lines is usually between one hundred and two hundred.

Under normal circumstances, the strategic depth of 150 million will take two days if it is slow, and one day if it is fast.

But this is usually the case.

The Legion probably wouldn't even think about it. Not only did the Alliance tame the Death Claws, but they even used the Death Claws' characteristics to train a full-fledged cavalry unit.

Tanks and trucks rely on smooth roads.

But the animals don't need that.

He walked around his mount and paddled to the front of the team, looking at the more than 3,000 brothers waiting in line below the mountain col.

More than 30% of them are newbies.

However, after half a month of "suicide training", even the latest newcomer to join the Corps has become a qualified soldier.

There is no doubt about their fighting ability!

After looking around at the brothers present, he opened the communication system and spoke loudly.

"There is news from the headquarters that Plan 3 is progressing smoothly! The Burning Corps has not yet landed, and the enemy has already raised the Qi flag!"

"In less than an hour, we won the first stage of the campaign!"

Hearing that the battle was going so smoothly, all the players smiled knowingly.

Especially new people.

After being tortured by "pangolins" for half a month, most newcomers were nervous when they first entered the battlefield, fearing that their failure to do anything would hold everyone back.

As a result, the enemy was not even seen, and the first stage of the battle was already won.

This is no wasteland.

It’s also a bit post-modern!

The indebted man standing in front of the team looked at the young man and Brick on the side, and lowered his voice and made a joke.

"The goblin corps has such a great time fishing for people's heads. I bet that Lao Yi and the others are scolding me."

"Hahaha!" The young man and Brick couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Edge glanced at the two guys, ignored them, and continued in a loud voice.

"In order to consolidate the success of the battle, the command headquarters ordered the Skeleton Corps to continue to advance and target the enemy's division-level command post!"

"At the same time, the tasks on our side have also been adjusted. The original plan was cancelled, and the miscellaneous soldiers in Defense Area 41 were handed over to our friendly forces to deal with them. The new task assigned to us by the headquarters is to continue to move forward and advance to a certain level. Hill 330, a hundred and fifty miles away!”

"That's the front tooth of the 40,000th Corps command post! If we pull it out, we can stuff the tank's barrel into the enemy's mouth!"

The local boy and Brick laughed and shouted.

"Sir! How many people are there?"

The drum washing machine also smiled and followed suit.

"Is there enough for each of our brothers?"

The edge of the water strokes with a hearty smile.

"That's probably not enough. According to aerial images, there is an anti-aircraft artillery position on the top of the mountain, and the deployed force is expected to be only a hundred-man team."

The boy and Brick clicked their tongues.

"Only one company."

"Even if there is only one company, we must not underestimate the enemy!" Bing Huaishui said seriously, "Our enemies are not weak. They have obviously seen through our plan. At least four thousand-man troops are advancing from the front line along the road network. Rear transfer.”

"If they want to intercept the advancing Skeleton Corps, Highland 330 is their best choice. Therefore, we must capture it before the enemy and cover the brothers of the Skeleton Corps through this last pass!"

As he spoke, he grinned.

"The deadline given to us by the headquarters is twenty-four hours, but I think this deadline simply doesn't take our brothers' legs and feet into consideration!"

For some reason, the boy and Zhuan suddenly couldn't help but trembled and muttered to themselves.

"I always have an ominous premonition."

As if to match his premonition.

Brother Bian's next sentence confirmed his suspicion.

"...Five hundred wolf cavalry and five hundred brothers will set off with me first! Pass through the enemy's hinterland along the front line and strive to reach the destination before midnight!"

"The rest of the people are following my brother, and transportation is limited... It's up to the brothers in the power department to work hard!"

Having said that, before all the power players came to their senses, Edge of Water waved his hand and gave an order with great momentum.

"Move!"

As Bing Shui Shui called his name in the communication channel, five hundred-man teams composed of agility players quickly came out and sat on the death claws of their teammates.

The movement was quick, as if he was afraid that his hands would be slow.

"Brother, let's take a step first!" The big-eyed debtor laughed and patted the guy on the shoulder, riding on the back of the edge paddling.

Looking at the dust disappearing in the distance, and then looking at the more than two thousand brothers and hundreds of bicycles and three-wheelers left behind, the local boy and Brick looked at each other with expressions of dumbfounding.

After a while, he couldn't hold back a word from his mouth.

"Blank!"

This guy.

You really don’t treat your brothers as outsiders.

No, it should be inappropriate!

I don’t know which version started, but the power system, which was originally so prosperous, has been treated like a beast by everyone. As for the original version of the intelligence department, with the emergence of a large number of neural connection equipment, it seems that it is not so useless.

Thinking about this, the guy couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Damn it!

When will the power system stand up!

Mengxin, who was holding the shotgun, knew nothing about the love that was about to happen. He walked forward excitedly, looked at the guy and asked excitedly.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

The other newcomers saw this and asked excitedly.

"Shall we intersect too?"

"How to insert?"

The local boy and Brick cursed and rode on a three-wheeler, pedaling as hard as they could.

"Get in the car!"

…

Oasis No. 3, Legion Headquarters.

After hearing the information sent from the front line, Griffin was stunned for a full hour, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

The news that position G40-1 had been breached by the alliance almost reached him at the same time as the news of the defeat of the 40th Thousand Man Team.

If he hadn't known that the officers of the 40th Thousand Troops were all from Weiland, he couldn't help but start to wonder if there was a mole.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why these idiots couldn't last even an hour.

The adjutant standing aside saw that General Griffin did not speak, so he swallowed and continued.

"According to the report of the 40,000th Team, the Alliance launched the Heart of Steel in the battle and hit several armored units..."

"At the moment, it seems that it is not a test. They are planning to fight us to the death."

Hearing these words, Geffen's face became even more gloomy, like a dark cloud brewing a storm, as if it could drip water.

Originally, according to his plan, the ultimatum could buy him at least a month. Unexpectedly, it took only half a month for the alliance to launch a full-scale offensive.

This not only means that the entire battle will quickly turn unfavorable to him, but also means that his previous series of deployments have become self-centered, and all his guesses and layouts have become redundant one-man shows.

The Alliance guessed their logistics situation from the beginning.

That's why they deliberately chose a position to "show weakness" to them, making them mistakenly believe that the alliance's logistics situation was not much different from theirs, to the point where they couldn't even get together a few decent rifles.

It's just that Griffin still didn't expect the alliance to be so vicious!

In order to make his men careless, he actually let his own people die for this long-planned raid, and sacrificed more than 3,000 people!

He took a deep breath and calmed down and asked.

"What's the situation now with the 40,000th team?"

The adjutant said nervously.

"Captain Softwan ordered the main force to retreat to Hill 330 to build a new defense line to block the lone in-depth alliance armored force. At the same time, they also mentioned in the telegram that they hoped that the 3rd and 50th The human army can attack the alliance's positions from the west and east to contain the alliance's forces."

Gefen looked at the strategic map spread out on the table, his eyes firmly fixed on the location of Highland 330, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Tell Soft! Let him retreat and shrink his defense immediately!"

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Retreat? But—"

"No, it's too late!"

Griffin frowned, suddenly canceled the order, and continued talking to himself, "It is more dangerous to abandon the position and rebel at this time. The Alliance tanks will soon catch up with them... With the Heart of Steel here, Once they leave the bunker, there is no place to hide."

Looking at General Griffin with a serious look on his face, several officers standing aside looked at each other.

Although the alliance's combat effectiveness has exceeded their expectations time and time again, they still have an army of 100,000 in their hands.

The situation is far from severe enough to be difficult to deal with.

Gefen thought for a long time and then gave an order.

"Let the Sabers and the 1st Army Aviation Squadron move to the frontline airport of the 30,000th Army and be ready to support the 40,000th Army at any time!"

The staff officer standing aside warned cautiously.

"I'm afraid the Sabers and the 1st Army Aviation Squadron alone won't be able to deal with the Heart of Steel. At most, they can temporarily lose power."

"I know," Griffin said quietly, "This is not a deployment to deal with the Heart of Steel."

The staff officer was slightly stunned.

"That is……"

Without directly answering the question, Griffin looked at the map and spoke slowly.

"McCron mentioned to me once that his Heart of Steel was captured by a group of airborne troops. I thought at the time that he must be crazy. How could any airborne troops be able to jump into an air defense position composed of multiple anti-aircraft guns? How many people can survive even if they jump off the airship?"

All the officers in the camp looked at each other, exchanging surprises in each other's eyes.

This sounds really weird.

With that hedgehog-like barrel of the Heart of Steel, it would be difficult to fly a plane into its face, let alone parachute above its head!

After a pause, Griffin continued.

"Now, I suddenly feel that he is not crazy, nor is he joking."

"The alliance's goal is the command post of the 40,000th Army. Their commander cannot fail to calculate that no matter how fast their armored forces advance, it is impossible to reach Hill 330 faster than the returning troops. Then The hill will be like a nail, jamming their tracks..."

"Even though it was obvious, they still ordered their armored forces to carry out this impossible task. There is only one possibility for such an abnormality, which means that their trump card is not on the ground at all, but in the sky."

The adjutant standing aside looked at General Huge Fenfen with a sudden look.

"You mean... they plan to send airborne troops to attack Hill 330?!"

Griffin nodded slightly.

"Their aircraft seem to be made of a special material or coating, and the signal signature on the radar is smaller than a sparrow. No matter how you think about it, sending airborne troops for a sneak attack is the best strategy."

"And in order to ensure smooth operation, they will definitely take action at night!"

"In this way, they can not only occupy the 330 heights before our returning troops, but also cooperate with the armored troops breaking through the G40-1 defense zone to encircle and suppress them."

As he spoke, General Griffin's lips curled up into a sneer.

"Oh, these guys have a big appetite!"

The adjutant's face gradually became serious.

"According to what you say, the situation of the 40,000th Army is not dangerous..."

Geffen did not answer this question, but looked at the correspondent aside and ordered in a decisive tone.

"Send a telegram to Soft and ask him to wait until after dark and immediately dispatch the Thousand-man Team to Highland 330!"

The staff officer looked at the general blankly.

"But in this case, wouldn't the defense of the frontline command post be..."

Griffin said without hesitation.

"Even if they don't have the thousand-man team directly under them, they still have six troops, which is enough to deal with emergencies. If they can't hold Highland 330, it won't matter to them whether they have more than a thousand people. Same."

If you hesitate, you will lose!

With that little infantry, it was impossible for Soft to block the attack of Alliance tanks in the open area.

Now that it is confirmed that the alliance will send airborne troops to raid Hill 330.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it's better to take a gamble.

As he spoke, Geffen continued to look at the correspondent who was taking notes at speed with his head buried, and gave a stern order.

"In addition, power on the 3rd and 50,000th troops immediately and ask them to immediately deploy troops to support the 40,000th team!"

Putting away the smoking pen, the correspondent immediately stood at attention and performed a military salute.

"yes!"

…

For a time, the alliance's frontline position.

Under the cover of the Goblin Corps, ten "Dragonfly" transport planes carrying the Burning Corps landed on the temporary runway one after another.

As the transport planes came to a stop, ground staff pushing forklifts quickly stepped forward to replace the battery modules of the planes.

At this time, the cabin door punched, and players wearing exoskeletons walked out of the cabin one after another carrying parachute bags and rifles.

Everyone had an unlucky expression on their faces and cursed.

"MMP! This wave is so lonely!"

"That's right! I'm not really happy yet! Why is it gone!"

"+1! It's all because Gou Yue's mosquitoes exploded too hard!"

"This licking is so clean!"

Stand next to the plane.

Looking at the cursing airborne troops, several Lion Kingdom ground staff had strange expressions written on their faces.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know...it doesn't seem to be the Chinese language."

"But it sounds like he's complaining."

"Is the war not going well?" A young ground crew member muttered in a low voice, which happened to be overheard by the Alliance engineer who was inspecting the aircraft nearby.

The latter smiled and grinned, squinted his eyes at Fang Yan, who was looking at the group of airborne troops, and said casually.

"It's not that it didn't go well, on the contrary, it went so well that it ended without even a chance to make a move."

Several ground staff members exchanged confused looks in each other's eyes, not understanding what this sentence meant at all.

Too smooth?

So what's there to complain about?

The young man who had previously guessed that the battle was not going well, looked blankly at the alliance engineer who was repairing the equipment, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't understand... isn't it a good thing that things are going well?"

"It is indeed a good thing. It means that the friendly forces have done the work for them. For them, this is nothing to be happy about. The honor that belongs to the warriors must be obtained on the battlefield after all. Rather than hiding behind the friendly forces, They are more eager to burn on the most dangerous front line, because that is the glory that belongs to the Burning Corps."

The engineer paused and continued casually.

"As for death, it's just a return... I heard one of them say it when we were drinking at the Jielu Hotel."

After hearing these words, the expressions on everyone's faces were moved, and they looked at your majestic back in awe.

He was so shocked that the young man couldn't help but swallow.

"What a bunch of lunatics..."

But as soon as this sentence came out, the young man realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his expression, so he wanted to take it back.

However, the alliance engineer didn't care, threw away the wrench in his hand, and replied casually.

"If it is for plunder, then he is indeed a madman."

"It's for faith, for ideals, to protect the residents of the alliance, or other great things..."

"That's a hero!"

The young man stared blankly at the engineer from the alliance in front of him.

Although he could not fully understand this sentence, he felt a faint touch in his heart, as if a seed had been planted inadvertently.

Few people realize it.

The Alliance soldiers who fought alongside them not only left them with an extraordinary impression, but also unknowingly changed their minds...

other side.

Next to the temporary runway.

Lao Bai, who was wearing "Dragoon" power armor, walked in front of the brothers of the Burning Legion with clumsy steps.

"New mission!"

Ye Shi joked.

"Where are you going for a ride again this time?"

Seeing that this kid was still brooding over the cancellation of the previous operation, Lao Bai looked around at everyone, grinned and said.

"The manager said that the stage in Defense Zone 40 is too small for us to show off our skills. Let us play a big one this time."

A look of interest suddenly appeared in Quit Smoking's eyes, and he asked quickly.

"How old?"

"The command post of the 40,000th Army!" Lao Bai continued with piercing eyes, "According to Pangolin's information, there are at least one or two thousand people stationed there!"

As soon as he heard that there were one or two thousand people, Ye Shi became excited instantly.

"What the hell! A group?!"

Quit smoking: “Awesome!!!”

Looking at his excited teammates, Lao Bai said with a smile.

"This time the Skeleton Corps has the same goal as ours, which is to paralyze the command system of the 40,000-strong Corps. However, they are still suffering from motion sickness on the road, so they will definitely not be able to get ahead of us this time."

Guang Feng, who was standing aside, didn't have many obvious changes in his emotions, and just asked briefly.

"What time does it leave?"

"After dark!" Lao Bai smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "What? Do you have classes that day?"

Kuangfeng nodded calmly.

"Well, I have to take a day off later."

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(I originally planned to write more... but I still haven’t finished the second half of the story, which is embarrassing T.T)