This Game Is Too Realistic

Western front line of Borneo Province, Surak District.

After arriving at the operations base, Peter first settled the wounded, and then reported to his superiors the situation of friendly forces that were under shelling.

This matter had come to an end. He was preparing to sleep in the army camp, but gunshots rang out in the northern part of Surak County. He had to lead his men to the assembly point, and followed the captain to get into the car parked at the farm. Armored personnel carrier at the door.

Sitting on the open-top personnel carrier, a group of young men were excitedly gearing up.

"When you hear the gunfire, it's at least the Japanese Army."

"...80% of them are the Mammoth Kingdom's resistance forces! I heard that those guys are elites and are equipped with alliance exoskeletons."

"We have that stuff too."

Although there was no shortage of battles to fight in the desert, there were basically no tough battles to fight.

Especially the location where the 170,000th team led by Olet is stationed is Yongye Port.

There are air forces, artillery, and shallow-water heavy gunboats supporting the offshore. The opponents they face are either aboriginal rebels holding iron-pipe rifles, or gray-skinned mutant tribes.

Many young men didn't even look where the enemy was, and by the time the cannon fired, they had already won the round.

As for the mutants hiding in the ruins of the city, they usually have nothing to do and will not trouble those people.

After all, there is no profit in conquering the land in the deep desert inland. Although the Legion longs for the land under the sun, it does not want all the land.

No matter what, finally being able to fight against a decent opponent, whether it was the soldiers or their commanders, they were somewhat eager to try.

But while a group of people were discussing, the older veteran suddenly frowned.

"...The sound of gunshots sounds familiar."

Peter also noticed something was wrong.

The gunshots that had been going off for a long time seemed to be coming from his own warriors.

"Maybe it's the defeated troops of the Borneo Kingdom, maybe it's the guerrillas of the Mammoth Kingdom... I can't tell."

Although the Mammoth Kingdom has an army built in accordance with Alliance standards, it also has some equipment captured from the Gray Wolf Army.

The gunfire crackled for about twenty minutes, and finally stopped just before they arrived.

"The firefight is due north! Get out of the car! Everyone move quickly!"

Stopping the car in front of a forest, Peter jumped out of the car with his men and walked through the woods toward the direction of the gunfire for reinforcements.

After running for about two meters, Peter finally arrived at his destination, only to find that the battle was over.

I saw bodies lying scattered across the dense forest.

The death of these people was extremely tragic. Many of them were shot several times and even had their throats cut. Next to these people fell some open-bore rifles, PU-9 submachine guns and other weapons.

As he guessed, this unit used legion equipment.

The captain who had previously entrusted the wounded to him was standing nearby. He recognized Peter at a glance, walked over and grinned.

"You're late, we've already taken care of it ourselves."

Seeing that the captain actually took the initiative to talk to him, Peter glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked casually.

"Who are these people?"

"They are probably guerrillas, the ones who provide firepower coordinates to those artillery units... Damn it." The captain spit on the ground, looking like he was still angry.

There are not only the bodies of the Borneos here, but also some of the Wilantes.

"What's your situation?"

"It's not bad, but about ten brothers died... Of course, more of them died."

Peter didn't speak. He lowered his head and glanced at the face that was mixed with mud, water and blood, but felt that it looked familiar.

At this time, his husband-in-law also rushed over with his people. The friendly army captain immediately left his side, passed a cigarette to his superior, and started chatting and laughing.

The battle was over and everyone was relaxed. However, Peter found that the friendly soldiers had grim faces and could not see the joy of having their great revenge avenged.

Confused, he glanced at the familiar face on the ground again.

And at this moment, he suddenly remembered where he had seen this face.

That was in the afternoon.

At that time, he was watching a group of sallow-looking men wielding shovels to bury those compatriots who were said to be the Heavenly King's Army.

Peter's Adam's apple moved and he squatted down, looking at one of the men who was probably a tenant, and reached into his pocket, and sure enough he found some broken soil stained with blood.

It was indeed those people!

After being speechless for a long time, Peter silently wiped off the blood and soil on his hands and took his hands away from the man.

When he stood up from the ground, he found the friendly soldiers on the side staring at him nervously.

"Nice fight."

When he met the young man's eyes, Peter patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked away without saying anything.

He did not doubt the correctness of the war, let alone seek justice for a group of cowardly guys, but his chest was still tight and he was even more confused about the meaning of it.

At this moment, his commander finally finished smoking and finished talking to the friendly army captain.

"...Thanks, thanks to you unplugging the nearby eyes, we can finally sleep peacefully."

"Haha, you're welcome. Your reinforcements were also timely."

After exchanging polite words, the husband-in-law waved and led his men back to the place where they got off the bus.

Before getting into the car, Peter walked next to his commander and lowered his voice.

"Those people don't look like the scouts of the Mammoth Kingdom...who would send a team of soldiers to investigate?"

Even if there is a team of soldiers dedicated to investigation, it is unlikely that a whole team of soldiers will form a team.

He said it tactfully, not because he wanted to expose the friendly forces for killing Liang Liang, but mainly because he was worried that if the real scouts were let go, it would be a big trouble.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the officer on the side gave him a meaningful look.

"Pete, everyone makes mistakes sometimes, especially in the dark here. It's inevitable to make mistakes... We are in the same team. We can't see each other when we look up. Do you understand what I mean?"

Meeting the officer's gaze, Peter held his breath involuntarily.

He was no longer a new recruit. He had spent some time in the military camp, but found that he didn't understand anything at all.

Suddenly, he thought of the recruit who was being held by his collar.

After a long while, Peter, who was holding his breath, nodded.

"Zai Bai... I'm just worried that there are other reconnaissance troops. After all, if we relax our vigilance and let those people discover our deployment in Surak County."

Hearing this, the officer had a smile on his face and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"That's for sure. There must be more than one reconnaissance force around us. We just hooked a big fish. If it were me, they would definitely come to our place to see if there are any new goods-"

Before he could finish his words, gunshots came from the direction of central Surak County.

Both of them were stunned when they heard the sound.

The gunshots here and there were not all the gunshots of legion soldiers, there were also some sounds of "alliance spirit" mixed in.

After a while, the expression on the husband's face became strange.

"...It seems our fish is also hooked."

…

In a sense, the husband's guess was indeed correct. The 171st Thousand Troops stationed in Surak County really caught a big fish.

A granary located on a farm in central Surak County.

A whole team of men surrounded the entire warehouse. A captain carrying an assault rifle stepped forward and shouted menacingly.

"Surrender! You are surrounded!"

Listening to the shouting outside, the conduit dog glanced at the LD-50 carbine in his hand, and then at the rows of dense bullet holes on the wall, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.

"MMP! Are these Wilante people cheating?!"

After guiding the friendly forces' shelling earlier, he originally wanted to take a look inside Surak County, but he didn't expect that the county was bigger than he thought.

Since there was no satellite navigation, the battery of the drone was exhausted, and the surrounding farms and farmland looked similar. He got lost while walking. Not only did he forget the way he was going, but he also ran into a monster head-on. Patrol of the Rands.

At that time, he thought he was a fellow villager, so he wanted to go up and ask for directions, and even said hello.

As a result, the two sides met each other, and each other was stunned on the spot.

Realizing that he had asked the wrong person, the old dog reacted first and ran away.

When the people on the other side saw him running away, they were stunned for a moment at first, but they quickly came to their senses and chased after him.

Fierce fighting broke out between the two sides in fields and woods.

Since the legion had night vision equipment, and he only had a carbine with only two magazines, he was helplessly defeated at the speed of light. After throwing away the VM and drone he carried, he was forced to hide in Got this granary.

The old dog at the end of his rope is like most colored pens. His instinctive reaction is not to take advantage of himself but to take advantage of the opponent.

However, there is no point in talking about this at this moment.

He is currently debating whether to "destroy his corpse" or to be killed by the plot and be captured by others.

A rational analysis would suggest that the profit after a wave should be relatively high, and maybe we can also spy on the legion's frontline deployment.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is following the Eagle and has not saved files for several months.

If he loses two levels in a row after one death, it will be a huge loss for Blood Mother!

Seeing that there was no movement from the spies hiding in the granary, the Wilant captain and the captain not far behind exchanged glances, and then took off the white phosphorus bomb from his waist.

Just when he was about to pull off the fuse and throw it in, a rifle was thrown out of the granary.

"I, I, I vote... vote..."

Damn it.

How do you say "surrender" in Renlian language?

The old dog with his head in his hands walked out of the door, and found that he had forgotten the words.

The few Wilantes guarding the door of the granary looked at each other, exchanging strange expressions on their faces.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"

"...There can't be any fraud."

Send this thing as a scout?

Is there no one left in the alliance?

The ten-capion obviously felt the same way, but now was not the time to discuss this.

He waved his hand with a dark face.

"Take it away!"

The soldiers on the side stood at attention and marched. Then, regardless of the prisoner's protests, they took out a rope and tied him tightly, carried him and threw him on the personnel carrier outside the granary.

"Damn it, can you be gentler!" There was a pain in the back, and the old dog grinned and cursed.

Seeing that this guy was dishonest, the soldier who jumped into the car gave him another rifle butt.

"Be honest with me!"

The old dog who had been hit by the butt of a gun let out a groan, and his head was hit so hard that he almost lost his connection.

The soldier sat directly next to him, stretched out his hand outside the carriage and patted the carriage vigorously.

"Departure! Station!"

"receive."

The armored personnel carrier's engine started, first turned a big bend, and then drove along the bumpy dirt road toward the nearby village.

The old dog lying in the dark wanted to remember the driving route, but soon he remembered that he didn't know the nearby roads at all, and he didn't even know where he was now, so he had no choice but to give up.

After a bumpy journey in the darkness, the troop carrier finally arrived at its destination.

The Wilant soldier guarding him reached out and grabbed the collar of his neck, carried him out like a chicken, and then threw him on the dirt ground.

"Get up!"

The old dog threw a mouthful of mud and cursed in his heart. He thought that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Finally, he suppressed the fire in his stomach and twisted his body to get up from the ground.

Wait!

Let me know where you are and shout "Yao Wuwu" to make you proud!

The soldier ignored him and only used his gun to drive him forward, urging him to move forward.

This is probably a temporary base. There is nothing. Some tents are set up next to private houses, and some are simply requisitioned private houses.

Before he had time to observe the entire base, the old dog was driven into a small dark room, and then the door behind him was slammed shut.

There was no sound outside, except for the croaking of toads and the chirping of insects.

I don't know how much time passed, but just when the old dog was thinking about whether to log off and stay offline first, footsteps were heard outside the house again.

With a clatter of iron chains, the drooping wooden door was opened.

Seeing Captain Ross walking in from outside, the old dog's expression suddenly froze.

He never expected that by such a coincidence, he would meet an acquaintance in the chaos. He could only pray silently that this guy would not remember him.

This is actually not impossible.

Since Renlian is not very good at speaking, he usually doesn't speak as long as he can. He only occasionally interjects a few words, and the other party may actually forget that he is just a follower.

However, he was afraid that something might happen. Standing at the door of the small dark room, Ross narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly turned on the flashlight in his hand and shined it on his face.

The sudden flash of the flashlight made him close his eyes, and the old dog secretly thought something was going to happen.

As expected, a sneer reached his ears.

"I recognize you, you are the messenger of the Alliance."

I know I can't hide it anymore.

When he heard the word alliance, Lao Gou sighed in his heart and smiled awkwardly.

He was about to argue that he was actually a fake, but suddenly realized that he didn't know how to say this at all.

To be honest, he usually reads subtitles in front of VM. He doesn’t know Renlian at all, and he can only understand a few words, but maybe he doesn’t know much Japanese.

As soon as the VM was thrown away, he suddenly became deaf and mute. Not to mention unable to speak, he could not even understand slightly more complex sentences.

But Rose misunderstood, thinking that this guy still wanted to deny it, so he sneered.

"I advise you to be honest and explain all the problems. Maybe it will save you some physical pain."

"..."

Looking at the NPC whose face was getting colder, cold sweat broke out on the old dog's forehead.

Broken.

Something is wrong with this plot skip!

He guessed that this guy probably wanted to ask himself a question, because he couldn't understand what bird language the dog coin was saying.

How the hell are you talking like this!

"say!"

Seeing that the man in front of him was still refusing to speak, Ross suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly, staring into his eyes and continued.

"Let me ask you one last time, why are the alliance's 'officials' on the front line! What are you doing here?"

Catheter dog: "??"

"Pretend to be stupid, okay... annihilate."

Ross sneered, nodded, and then looked at the Valantian soldiers standing aside with a murderous look.

"I don't care what method you use, just pry open this guy's mouth...remember, just keep breathing."

Catheter’s Dog: “???”

There was a ferocious smile on the face of the Valantian soldier, and he looked at the prisoner like a tiger seeing a lamb.

He clenched his fists and nodded sternly.

"yes!"

The old dog understood this word, but he was also disappointed.

Especially when he saw Ross turning around and leaving the small dark room, and the NPC soldiers striding towards him, his tense face finally showed a trace of uncontrollable panic.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Damn it!

This game isn't that real, is it? !

…

Perhaps because of the reasons left over from history, the people of Wilant are not only good at fighting, but also have many skills in tormenting people.

In just ten minutes, the old dog, who couldn't bear the humiliation, lost the thread, took off his helmet and threw it on the bed, and went to the crowd with a sad face.

"Dads, save me! I got caught by Big Nose!"

After seeing the news about Lao Gou, Eagle, Lao Stick, and Lao Wolf all jumped out.

The wolf who is good at fighting: "Damn it, didn't I ask you to see where their front line is? Why the hell were you captured?"

Conduit Dog: "I went to see where their front line was... I saw that the artillery blew up their entire patrol, so I thought of walking forward, but somehow I bumped into their patrol. ”

Stirring stick: "You all laugh at the old dog for being useless, but I think it's the opposite. If this guy doesn't do anything, it's fine. If he does, it'll be big news. (Funny)"

Far-sighted Eagle: "The trouble is that our face has shown up at Xifan Port, and we have also pretended to be an envoy of the Alliance... Hey, have you been recognized?"

Conduit's dog: "I didn't originally, but I met that Ross! I remember he was Warlander's brother-in-law? Can he tell me if he's sorry? QAQ"

The wolf who is good at fighting: "After all, we are still acquaintances."

Stirring stick: "It's okay to be a fool. We old dogs can just bite them to death and deny them. Their unilateral accusations are of no use. They can only entertain themselves."

Catheter dog: "I didn't admit it! I can't understand what that guy said... Brothers, can I still be saved? QAQ"

Far-sighted Eagle: "Don't worry, can you confirm where you are now?"

Conduit Dog: "...I don't know, maybe to the west of the bombardment point? Within a radius of 50,000? I remember there is a farm nearby. QAQ"

Stirring stick: "To be specific, half of the 20,000 to 30,000 acres in Surak County are fields. Which farm are you talking about?"

Catheter Dog: "I... don't know."

The fighting wolf: "...It's hopeless, just commit suicide."

Troublemaker: "Hey! It's hard to handle. The best we can do is help you recycle the VM, if it's not picked up by a fellow villager."

Catheter Dog: "No, bro... I haven't saved in months. T.T"

Far-sighted Eagle: "You are really hurt. Let's think of a way... You should also think about it yourself and see if you can get out of trouble. If so, you can get some information before you die."

The fighting wolf: "...I went online to ask if there are any guerrillas operating in Niuzhou. I remember correctly that Ross is a close aide of Captain Oletwan of the 170,000th team. The place where that guy is stationed can't be done. What would be a key strategic area?”

Catheter Dog: "I did see a lot of tents!"

Far-sighted Eagle: "You can find a way to collect more information, or buy off the locals...if you have a chance."

…

An entire Mammoth Nation reconnaissance company was annihilated in the Sulak County War Zone, and an Alliance soldier was captured. The morale of the Southern Army's frontline troops was greatly boosted!

Captain Oletwan even went to the front line in person, awarded medals to the captain who made a heroic effort, and encouraged the troops on the front line to continue their efforts and strive for more heroic efforts.

In fact, Olet didn't know the truth in the battle report, so this kind of sentiment was not important at all at the moment.

Since they launched this war, they have to build momentum for this war. Only in this way can they gain more supporters.

The best way to build momentum for war is to create some fighting heroes.

It wasn’t just the recon companies that were annihilated on the front lines.

Including the W-2 aircraft that launched the suicide attack, they also reported the battle.

The captain who led the aviation team to face the enemy was awarded a medal symbolizing the status of an ace pilot for "shooting down" ten alliance enemy planes.

At the same time, the "Survivor Daily" in Golden Gallen Port also published a headline the next day.

"The 155mm artillery shows its power!" Annihilate an entire legion of men! 》

There was a picture below the headline. A cannon deployed in the forest was spitting out thick tongues of fire. The battalion commander of the Yue Clan Resistance Army and the volunteers of the Alliance stood side by side.

The newspapers were sold out almost as soon as they were delivered to various newsstands.

At a noodle shop in the port area, a group of diners gathered around a newspaper and sighed.

"That Abu Saik was really useless, two divisions were chased by one regiment!"

"Lasi can still fight!"

"Hey, I wrongly blamed him before! You're still a hero or a bear, you'll have to go through a few tricks to find out!"

"...It's too early to say now! The Borneo army is about to withdraw from Niuzhou. I think it's not easy for Lasi to hold on to Gouzhou. He will probably lose it in the end! What's the matter with Abu Saik? What’s the difference?”

"But the legion's airship isn't very good either. It boasts a lot but doesn't show off its power."

"You can't say that, you haven't seen the power——"

"Have you seen it?"

"Uh...that's not the case."

Next to the newsstand at the entrance of the noodle shop, Ou Ren was holding a newspaper in his hand with a worried look on his face.

After the previous disaster, the Family Association in Xifan Port was suppressed by the Legion. Not only did Zaid and other senior members of the Family Association disappear, he himself was expelled by the Legion and was forced to move to Golden Gallon Port.

Although his friends in the Friendship Association advised him to leave this land of right and wrong temporarily, he could not let go of those suffering comrades in his heart, and he was still reluctant to leave.

He buys a copy of "Survivor's Daily" every day, partly to understand the latest developments of the war, and partly to collect news about family reunions.

To be fair, he is not the guy who likes Zaid.

Not only because of Alyssa's advice, but also because the intuition in his heart always reminded him that that guy might be completely two people on the inside and on the outside.

However, he is not a child after all, and he cannot arbitrarily define another person just because of his personal preferences.

At least so far, everything that person said and did was truly aimed at uniting the suffering survivors.

And unlike Lacy, who sold his compatriots to work in the southern seas, that guy really went down to the lowest level, taught them lessons, shared joys and sorrows with them, and called them family.

Eugene asked himself, Lovett couldn't do these things, even Sberg didn't have this ability.

And he didn't have the ability to cut open a person's heart and see what was hidden inside.

What's more, no matter what kind of person Zaid is, the workers who have united are always worthy of their help.

And those families who finally united...

Turning the newspaper to the end, Ou Ren finally saw the news he had been waiting for for a long time on the last page of the newspaper.

[Absek, the Grand Commander of Borneo and President of the Federation, meets with the President of the Family Association]

"...It turns out he is the capital of heaven."

Ou Ren was relieved.

It seems he didn't die that night.

No matter what, it's good to be alive...