This Game Is Too Realistic

The field man followed General McClung and reached the deepest part of the military camp.

Along the way, he carefully observed the deployment of the military camp. The more he observed, the more frightened he became.

I saw only 100mm field guns placed under the camouflage net. In addition, there were 380mm warship gadgets that were also pushed ashore on caterpillar tracks.

In addition, there are also some strange-looking steel machines, some of which look like vehicles for transporting supplies, and others that are used for air defense and support.

It was different from when I was in Luoxia Province.

At that time, due to the long logistics supply line, the 100,000 troops of the eastward expansion faction were in urgent need of ammunition.

But things are different here.

Not only did they prepare sufficient ammunition, they even prepared all the consumption required for the entire war.

To be honest, it doesn’t seem like so many supplies can be mobilized temporarily...

While the warriors were looking around, General McClung stopped in front of a gray camouflage tent. The guard at the door nodded, and then slipped in through the drawn curtain.

The warlord quickly followed behind him and got into the spacious tent.

McClun picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea for the two of them. Then he sat down at the table and made a gesture of invitation.

"sit down."

The warlord nodded and sat upright opposite him, wondering in his mind what McClun was going to say to him.

However, what he didn't expect was that McClun didn't say anything. He just took a sip of tea and asked him first.

"What do you think of this place?"

The warlord was stunned for a moment and said in confusion.

"May I ask what the general is asking about?"

McClun said casually.

"In all aspects, just talk about your views on the deployment situation here."

Just say it casually?

The warlord was most afraid of hearing the word "whatever", but he still said it bravely.

"There's a lot of equipment stored here... I'm afraid it will take more than one or two battles."

After a pause, he suddenly had an idea and said again.

"Jian Yan is exactly the same as us on the front line in Luoxia Province!"

McClun's lips curled into a smile and he nodded approvingly.

"Yes, your observation skills have not deteriorated."

What kind of observation does this require...

Isn't it just something obvious?

The warlord smiled, resisting the desire to complain, and then frowned and asked.

"What does the Southern Army want to do?"

McClung said with a smile.

"What they want to do is obvious. Can't you see it even though you're here?"

Indeed.

What they wanted to do was already written on the faces of the soldiers at the port.

They are nothing more than the Xilan people who killed all the dogs!

War mobilization is saved.

As a foreigner, Warlander Annihilation sympathizes with them, but it is precisely because of this that he can think calmly.

"I actually don't quite understand...why the civil service group would cooperate with them in this kind of thing. Even if the legion gets a large piece of land, the civil service authority of Triumph City will be wiped out, and the only sphere of influence will be taken away. This is really Is it in their interest?”

McClun said with a faint smile.

"You can take into account the different interests and demands of various factions within the legion. Most foreigners... and even the Weirant people themselves, many people misunderstand this huge political entity as a kind of united society. . But it’s not enough to just know the different interest demands of each faction, you also have to analyze what they do to achieve their demands.”

Seeing that McClun looked like he had something to say, the warlord immediately gave him the chance to show off and said calmly.

"Please give me some advice, General!"

McClun didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point, starting with the origin of love.

"...The civil service group has quite a few complaints about the empire's weakness in various affairs. You should be well aware of that."

"Duke Galawa's various performances at the Community meeting made us, as allies, passive. Captain Benoit expressed his dissatisfaction with him more than once. How can such a idiot be placed in such an important place? In terms of position, you can imagine the extent of Wu Tuo's own incompetence. The guy may have a way of making checks and balances, but the trick of 'add water when there is too much noodles, add noodles when there is too much water' only applies to the feudal dynasty. "

Warlander nodded.

"Indeed... Duke Galava has offended everyone he can on the Sticky Community."

"External care is only one aspect, not to mention the economic and professional aspects. The little wealth we worked hard to help them accumulate ended up being cheaper for the alliance's younger brothers. All the steel and cement we helped them produce were shipped to the rebels. Hands... We actually see it, but it's useless to be anxious. That Wutuo is like a deaf-mute, still imagining that a piece of technology or a battleship can make the empire prosper. "

McClun smiled and continued.

"So the civil servant group came up with the idea that if the empire could change to another emperor, it would be a disaster."

"A tougher emperor can best inject some military ideas into the feudal empire, which can also make the empire useful. The new empire does not need to be strong, it just needs to be like a ferocious wolf. Just show your fangs when we need them."

"It's easy to achieve this. The wolf people who have lived and died for the empire have accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction. Their children bleed for the empire on the front line, but the empire never cares about their life and death. They are like a rag that bears all the burdens. Dirt, and then thrown to West Sail Harbor to squeeze out the last bit of value.”

"I am the instructor of many wolf officers. I can feel their inner struggle. They are actually more eager to promote change than those pen writers who wrote "Red Earth", and they do have power that those pen writers do not have. ”

"What they lack is just a start-up capital to start a business. They can't do this. They can just ask the Eastern Legion to borrow it. They are good at using other people's money to do their own things, just like they borrowed me here to be an instructor."

"...You mean, this is the civil service group..." The warrior wanted to use the word conspiracy, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that this was not a forum. The person standing in front of him was the captain of the legion, so he added Shut your mouth.

McClun obviously saw what he wanted to say and just smiled lightly.

"When I was captured by the Alliance, I learned a word, or a slang, which is called the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind."

The warlord reacted suddenly, but his voice lowered unconsciously.

"You're saying... that the Southern Army took advantage of the civilian group's layout?"

"Smart."

McClun nodded approvingly and continued in a slow voice.

"If my guess is correct, the plan of the civilian group should be to have the retired Gray Wolf Army officers and soldiers launch a coup. While the Gray Wolf Army is on the front line, they can quickly seize Tiandu and establish a military rebellious regime."

"In this way, the legion will change from four to five. The fifth legion, formed by the Borneo people and controlled by the civil servant group, will not be bound by the ancient contract. As a local force in the wasteland, it can advance and attack, and retreat and defend. ”

"They are playing a little trick. The company is the best at appeasement and deceiving itself, so it will definitely not interfere in this matter. The only variable is the alliance, but the alliance can't actually do anything. After all, the Legion does not have anything in the eastern region. The military exists, but this vassal is a little bigger.”

"Everything is within the allowable range of the rules. We did not cross the red line, we just rubbed on the edge of the red line."

The warlord looked at him with his eyes open, surprise written all over his face.

Before coming here, Benoit told him that they were set up by his allies, but he didn't go into such detail.

At that time, he thought that "ally" referred to the Empire, and after a long time he thought it referred to the Southern Army.

Looking at the surprised pangolin, McClun smiled lightly and continued.

"However, not everyone is content to just sit back and not get in. Some guys who are ready to make moves not only take advantage of the layout of the civil service group, but also add their own chips to the originally balanced scale."

"Everyone who should have evacuated did so. The uprising happened as expected, but the person in charge was a guy named Janusz, an obvious scapegoat."

“Then the fire rushed into the sky, and it was more fierce than everyone expected. The liquidation of the empire completely turned into a liquidation of the empire and the Velant people, and more than 3,000 Velant civilians were burned to death. Now even the civil servants themselves don’t dare to boast that this is their work, they can only pretend to be deaf and dumb while trying to find ways to put out the fire.”

Warlander couldn't help but ask.

"...Does this have any benefit to the Southern Army?"

McClun glanced at Fang Yan at the door of the camp and said with a faint smile.

"These are the ones you see outside. They are almost ready to continue expanding."

"Once the war starts, the war will not only burn in Borneo Province, but our vassals in Luoxia Province will also be involved. With the current national strength of the Falcon Kingdom, I am afraid that it will be penetrated by the honey badger next to it in an instant. Well, as long as the alliance is willing to help them."

Warlander asked in a deep voice.

"Do you want this war to begin?"

McClun did not answer this question, but poured himself another cup of tea and asked casually.

"What do you think?"

Warlander said matter-of-factly.

"I think you told me this because you don't want this fire to continue to burn."

"You are smart."

McClun's face once again showed an expression of approval. He took a sip of hot tea, moistened his throat and continued.

"I can tell you that this fire is indeed a bit embarrassing for me personally, but it is necessary to continue to burn. This is true for me and the Eastern Legion."

The warlord didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.

"So what can I do to stop this fire?"

McClun waved, motioning for him to come closer, and then said in a soft voice.

"Some people in the Heavenly King's Army betrayed the people who originally funded them, or to be more precise, the people in the Southern Army gave them more favors and promises... These people are sensitive to the envoys of the civilian group, I I believe Benoit must have warned you about the people you should pay attention to when you go to Tiandu."

Warlander nodded seriously.

"That man's name is Abu Saik, and he was granted the title of Grand Duke of Shizhou by that heavenly king——"

"Shh." McClung made a silent gesture, lowered his voice and continued, "I don't care what the name of that person or those people is, and I'm not interested. Just remember it yourself. When you get there, you have to Xianyan Yanush showed his stance on peace talks and declared that he was here on behalf of the City of Triumph.”

"I bet that no matter how tough Janusz looks on his face, he must be happy in his heart. That man is not stupid. He knows that it is impossible to defeat the Legion with his own strength. Whether he joins the Legion or the Alliance, he must Find a way out for yourself. The people who were killed should also be punished. As long as all the blame is placed on those who have been liquidated, 80,000 lives in exchange for 3,000 lives will be enough... ...But there is a prerequisite for all this, and that is whether the legion recognizes the '尧代' he gave."

"You have to make him believe that the Legion has the idea of ​​​​recognizing this generation, but 80,000 lives are not enough, and Shizhou must be sacrificed as compensation."

The Warlander looked at McClun in confusion.

"That's the fiefdom of Absaek. You want to stir up internal conflicts among them..."

McClun shook his head and nodded again.

"It doesn't matter who owns the fiefdom. What I want is that the conditions you proposed must make those guys who cooperate with the Southern Legion wake up. At most, the civilian group just wants to change allies. What the Southern Legion wants is the land in their hands. Those guys I will never fulfill my promise, and I won’t even mind leaving them behind and working with Janusz instead.”

"This will make them fearful and uneasy. After all, they have killed so many Wilantes. If the Southern Army does not fulfill its promise, they will be buried in the ground like clowns... As long as these people are afraid, they will We will try to ask for more promises and things that can guarantee these promises from the Southern Army, and we will even be unable to hold back. At this time, our opportunity will come."

There was a ray of light in the warlord's eyes.

"You want me to find evidence that the Confederate Army was involved?"

McClun nodded.

"Yes, but evidence alone is not enough. If you want to deny and sever the relationship, it's easy to kill a 'Griffin'. You have to find a way from the outside, such as leaking it to the Alliance. The Alliance has warships and companies. Regarding the relationship with the academy, only if they intervene can the lunatic who plays with fire stay calm...at least consider the consequences of ending up personally."

Warlander looked at McClun in surprise, not expecting such a sentence to come out of his mouth.

Use the Union to counterbalance the Confederate Army.

Is this what he should say based on his identity? !

"Ah this..."

Looking at the wide-eyed pangolin, General McClung thought he was shocked by his "betrayal."

But he didn't explain, he just leaned on the chair and crossed his legs on his knees.

"I don't think this is a betrayal, it's about stopping a group of careerists from pulling us into an abyss that we can't see the bottom of."

"Although I don't seem to have the position to say this...but if you believe me, then do as I say."

…

The night in Saipan Port was quiet, and the Southern Army was preparing intensively for a full-scale invasion of Borneo. The fuse inserted in a larger powder barrel seemed to have begun to burn.

The next morning.

Another passenger ship docked at the port of West Sail Port.

The blood stains and corpses on the port have been cleared away, but the traces of artillery fire still remain.

Some people knelt on the deck, and some cried uncontrollably.

They are all family members of the victims...

Looking at the messy port and standing on the deck, Penny couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her shoulders couldn't help shaking slightly.

"...It's too much."

I heard that only some children survived by being taken in by the Silver Moon Church.

And those who did not survive were all tortured and died in humiliation and despair...

At this moment, Penny suddenly remembered that her father had previously urged her to go home, or at least go to Evernight Harbor to find her uncle Ross first.

And not long after that, the Governor's Office of Xifan Port released news that a large number of arms sold by the pound were waiting to be purchased on the coast of Xifan... first come, first served.

Her eyes suddenly widened, and her grief-stricken eyes reflected an unbelievable light.

A terrible possibility suddenly emerged in her mind.

That was her instinct as a journalist.

Could it be the father...

…

The people on the ship looked at the port, and the people on the port looked at the people on the ship.

The [Fighting Wolf] carrying the bag was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

"I suddenly felt that the Legion wasn't that good either."

They are about to leave for Tiandu, and they have just returned to the Arman ship to pack their luggage.

The shit stirrer gave this guy a strange look and put his hand on his shoulder with a playful smile.

"Brother, let me ask you this. When did you have the illusion that they were good?"

Old Wolf glanced at him sideways, then looked at the passenger ship and the people on the deck.

"I don't know, maybe it's intuition... I feel like they are pretty good to their own people."

The shit-stirring stick continued with a playful smile.

"This is good, in what specific aspects is it reflected? Is it the B-cup valiant men in the Triumph, or are they using thick and large calibers to avenge the death of their compatriots? I'll be honest, no matter how loud the cannon fires, , Can the dead come back to life? In my opinion, it is better to burn paper money, at least it can make them live more comfortably underground. "

The Wilante officers who stayed in the alliance had burned paper for the dead expeditionary force officers.

I don’t know who taught them.

The old wolf argued bravely.

"At least you got your revenge."

As if he saw something interesting, the old stick said with a smile.

"True or false? I thought the enemy was in Tiandu, but it turns out he is still in Xifan Port."

"But if you have to tell me, where does the hatred come from? Not all the people who die in the bomb craters outside the Great Rift Valley are clones. Those poor guys also have their own parents or children, but even one is given to them. There are no people collecting corpses, only a group of scavengers searching for them. Are they treating their compatriots as human beings? There are not many more dead there than here!"

The old wolf was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to say that the dead man was a soldier, which was different from the dead man here who was a civilian, but he couldn't tell what the essential difference was between them.

They all seemed like bets.

Although we are playing different games, we are both betting on a highly unlikely outcome.

If they win, their sacrifice will be valuable, but he can't tell what this so-called value is.

Isn’t there enough land for the Legion?

However, they are still extremely far away from their own utopia.

As for the Great Expedition, of course they won.

In the "Triumph", the alliance and the desert countries were defeated without losing any ground, and they relied on the mediation of enterprises and colleges to survive.

The Great Rift Valley was cowering in the Holy Shield and did not dare to move, and did not even participate in the negotiations...

"Militarism and racism, if the debuff stack is already full, why not leave it alone? If you don't have a wife, you still have a wife. In addition to knowing how to 'one gram' and 'tatakai', these guys are the most cruel to their own people. "That's what they are doing." The old man continued to hit the target, laughing at the old man and being speechless.

Not wanting the two of them to quarrel again, Yingying hurriedly coughed to break up the fight.

"Okay, stop talking about these useless things. There is no other place to play cosplay... As for whether the Legion is good or not, you can just ask Vanus. He is a military noble after all."

The old wolf nodded seriously.

"...I'll pay him a visit when I get back to Dawn City."

The eagle sighed, squinted at the port, and then at the nearby city.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's think about how to complete this mission first."

Catheter Dog couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Can you please stop talking like a dog all day long? I'm the least bit talkative."

The shit-stirring stick said with a playful smile.

"You talk a lot of nonsense!"

Catheter dog: "@#% @!"

Seeing the two people arguing again, Yingying couldn't help but hold his forehead. Just as he was about to say something, the endearing hometown dialect suddenly came from the side.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you are here to do a mission too?"

The four of them turned around and saw a player without a vm standing there.

"Fuck!"

"Boss!!!"

"pangolin!"

Seeing the boss standing in front of them, the faces of the four newbies suddenly showed expressions of excitement.

Especially the eagle.

Alliance double agent pangolin!

With this big boss here, this mission is completed!

He no longer wanted to use his brain and was ready to lie down.

Looking at this group of energetic newcomers, the warlord made a helpless smile.

Just because those idiots were joking that day, his nickname is already more famous than his ID.

"It's better if you don't show that you are too close to me... I'm asking for your help."

Eagle's expression immediately became serious, making an expression of hatred, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"I understand, brother... we are enemies. By the way, I didn't see on the forum that you were coming?"

The warlord was not as realistic as his acting, he just turned into a poker face as usual, shrugged his shoulders and said softly.

"The forum is so big, it's normal for the posts to be flooded. I just sent you a private message on the forum, but you didn't reply, so I came online."

The shit stirrer suggested.

"...This is not the place to talk. How about we go offline?"

Warlander whispered.

"Don't worry, come with me to Tiandu... Well, I am the envoy of the legion. You can act like an alliance. After we get to Tiandu, we will find someone."

Catheter Dog said excitedly.

"I understand! We want to find that undercover agent, right?"

Undercover?

What undercover?

That Absek?

The warlord was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I'm an undercover agent... Good guys, have you accepted the mission? That's easy. Let's go directly."

Old Wolf asked worriedly.

"If we act together, will Wang Jun think we have reached an agreement that day?"

Warlander smiled and said.

"That doesn't matter, just let them misunderstand. It will also be good for us to do something."

Just as the five people were discussing their next move, the news of Tiandu City's destruction finally spread throughout Borneo Province.

King Janusz declares his accession to the throne! Title the Janusz dynasty! And he sealed thirteen wolf clan kings at once!

Not only that, there was also a series of gossips coming out of Tiandu, such as the Tianwang army committing atrocities in the city.

The whole empire was in an uproar.

When Wu Tuo heard that his harem had been occupied and a banquet was being held on the ship, Wu Tuo's eyes darkened on the spot, he couldn't breathe, and he fell straight into the arms of all the old ministers.

"Your Majesty fainted!"

"Quick! Call the doctor!"

"Why do you call me a royal doctor?! You losers are going to piss me off. Hurry up and take me to the hospital!"

The deck of the royal merchant ship was in chaos.

Seeing that the banquet was going to be too late, the old nobles who were half-eaten didn't care about the emperor. They hurriedly pulled out the plastic bag and put the messy cups and plates into the bag.

And it comes with the utensils.

The situation at the scene was in chaos, and no one cared about them fishing in troubled waters.

However, their panicked appearance gave the rescuers on the other side a bit more comedy...

Chaos is much more than a boat on an ever-flowing river.

There is also the Lowell State, which is very close, the Tiger State, the Leopard State, which is not too far away, and even the Horse State, which is right on the edge of the Mammoth State.

The warlord of the Tiger Army was the first to send a telegram, denounced the barbaric act committed by the Heavenly King Army, and stated that he would never admit that a dirty hyena was riding on the head of the Tiger tribe.

Although the Black Panther Army was busy making a fortune in silence, it was a little slow to respond, but it also sent a telegram to Tiandu in time, denounced the rebels for their treason, expressed their firm support for His Majesty the Emperor and the Xilan Dynasty, and then sent another message. Jinlun Port means that if the emperor doesn't know where to stay, he can come to Baozhou to stay if he doesn't mind.

In addition, the Black Panther Army also electrified the Tiger Army and agreed that the two armies would protect each other.

If either side is attacked by the King's Army or the Legion, the other side will also send troops to resist.

Obviously there are smart people under the two warlords, and they have even considered the situation of sending troops to the army.

Except for the Black Panther Army and the Tiger Army, which are relatively tough, the bones of several other states are not so tough.

For example, the three northern states.

The Xiang State in the central region, the Snake State in the south, and the Lion State, Niu State, and Wolf State in the west have all given up resistance.

In fact, there is no way to resist.

Relying on the little fighting power of the city defense army, I'm afraid it won't be enough to buy them time to escape.

As for Mazhou, who was leaning on the edge of Mammoth State, he did not say a word. It was obvious that he had laid down and pinned all his hopes on Alaiyan, the bandit suppressor.

The irony is that in the end, the two states that least listened to the emperor and Alaya, the one that was least trusted by the emperor, became the last loyal ministers of the empire.

Even though the whole world has abandoned Xilan, they still have not given up on them, Your Majesty, and are still trying to save him.

However, it’s hard to say how useful it will be.

The wheel of time cannot be resisted by human beings. The twilight is about to end and the dusk finally sinks to the bottom of the sea, and the darkness that cannot be seen even finally descends on this land...

The Wasteland Era is still the Wasteland Era unchanged.

At least the fire has not spread beyond the province of Borneo yet.

But for the survivors in Borneo, a more bloody and chaotic era has begun...