This Game Is Too Realistic

To the east of Xifan Port, a five-meter-wide creek lies in the middle of endless farmland.

On the left is a picturesque countryside, and on the other side are the messy craters and thick smoke. The entire wilderness seems to be divided into two distinct boundaries by a stream.

A bridge made of steel and concrete connects heaven and hell.

That's the bridge the Legion built for the Empire.

It was as if heavy-duty trucks with pairs of road wheels were running over the bridge. Under the numb eyes of the tenants and serfs, they headed east in a mighty manner.

That was the 300,000th unit of the Army of the South.

At the same time, it is also one of the few armored units of ten thousand people in the Southern Army.

In addition to soldiers with live ammunition and arrogant artillery, there are also "Conqueror 10" heavy tanks with bright armor carried on each truck!

The goal of this endless dragon is the Lion City, the capital of Lion State.

Although Borneo was not originally part of the Southern Army's first phase offensive plan, the plan could not keep up with the changes. Alliance bombers taking off from Niuzhou Airport posed a huge threat to the Southern Army's supply lines to the three northern states.

According to the consistent style of the legion, if there is a threat, the threat will be dealt with. At worst, the east and north sides will be beaten together in a two-front battle.

So on the second day after Captain Otley arrived in Surak County in the northern part of Lion State, General Gurion deployed another 50,000-man troops to the eastern front, led by Captain Ryan of the 300,000-thousand-thousand-strong army. Prepare to take over the entire Lion State and the Cow State further east in one fell swoop.

According to intelligence, Yudano, who was stationed in the Lion City, gathered 200,000 troops for defense!

That was almost one-tenth of the military strength of the entire Borneo Kingdom, but Ryan didn't take it seriously at all.

I heard that this 200,000-strong army could not even muster 20,000 guns. Many of them were slaves and farmers held hostage by the Heavenly King's Army, and their combat effectiveness could not even match their clone cannon fodder.

It’s useless no matter how many of these things you have.

It's just 200,000 animals, so it only takes a while to slaughter them.

Sitting in the command vehicle, the burly man looked at the military report in his hand, with a hint of disdain and ridicule on the corner of his raised mouth.

After a moment, he chuckled, turned a page of the newspaper in his hand and said.

"...It's just that I caught an alliance spy and excited these guys."

This person is none other than Captain Ryan of the 300,000th Army, with the military rank of one-star Captain of Ten Thousands. Sitting next to him was his staff officer Feifreit, a man wearing glasses and with high eyebrows.

Looking at the commander who curled his lips in disdain, Feifrit pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose.

"I heard that that guy seems to be a diplomat of the alliance. It's a pity that his mouth is not as strict as usual. No matter how much the interrogators tortured him, he couldn't ask anything useful."

For such a loyal guy, even if he is an enemy, he actually admires him in his heart.

But I admire you.

From the enemy's standpoint, he only felt sorry and stupid for this foolish loyalty. Unfortunately, this young man was with the wrong person.

Looking at the regretful staff officer, Ryan sneered and said in a neutral tone.

"My opinion is different from yours. Those guys are just wasting time. Isn't General Gulion's meaning clear enough? Don't waste your words if you can take action."

Feifrit made a helpless expression.

"That's what I say, but it would be quite good if we could pry out some useful information from the prisoner's mouth. For example... the specific deployment of the alliance's 'volunteers', this will also be more important to our subsequent plans. Helpful.”

Like most of the officers of the Southern Army, he had never paid much attention to the local resistance forces in Borneo, but he could not ignore the threat from the Alliance.

Those guys are real tough guys.

And they are not just ruthless, there is also a rumor that they can directly control clone soldiers and use complex equipment to fight.

If the false rumors are true, this battle may not be as easy as the warring factions imagined.

A legion of "undead"...

Just thinking about it makes me cringe.

Unlike Feifrit, who was worried, Ryan didn't take it too seriously and just curled his lips indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, the cards in their hands are the same whether you look at them or not. This victory has no suspense for us... These guys have been on top for too long, and they don't even look at what kind of animals they are protecting."

It was the first time he had set foot on this land, and the survivors here felt like writhing maggots in a cesspool.

As a radical among the warring faction, he looked down upon all races except the Wealant people, but he rarely despised a certain ethnic group so much that even McClun, who was soft-hearted towards them, also despised them. .

Isn't that guy soft-hearted?

The commander-in-chief of Rus couldn't see it, and he was fooled around, but he could see it at a glance.

The guy had been farting since he landed on the beach. After a while, he was yelling that it was too cheap for the locals to kill people one after another. He wanted to use Gray mercenaries to torture them to relieve their anger. After finding out that this idea was unrealistic, he changed his mind and shouted, "Let's go." They dug their own holes…

Toughness is not something you shout with your mouth.

All the tough-looking gestures made by that guy were nothing more than a show-off, and every idea that sounded evil ended up being nothing more than delay.

Ross didn't even realize he was being played.

There was no need for him to listen to the command of the officers of the Eastern Legion, but he was dragged by that guy until the alliance envoy arrived, and then he was put into some kind of grinding trial.

There is no need for them to negotiate and then go on a killing spree, it is enough to ask for high prices.

Maybe other people have different opinions, but at least in Ryan's view, it was because the killings in that screwy trial were not thorough enough, so some family members came up later and forced them to start another killing. The group of restless and writhing maggots was shocked.

Just when he was thinking this, a deafening explosion suddenly came from ahead, and even the carriage he was in shook with the violent vibration.

Ryan's expression changed, and he immediately picked up the communication phone and shouted.

"What happened ahead?"

An urgent tone came from the communication channel.

"It was a mine... Our mine-protected vehicle triggered an anti-armor mine installed in the middle of the road. Fortunately, the mine was detonated in advance and there were no casualties, General."

Ryan was relieved to hear that there were no casualties, but he became wary.

Borneo laid mines along their march route, apparently in anticipation of the Southern Army's movements.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Ryan hung up the call, and then called his subordinate, the 1,000-man team.

"... Renekton, get your people out of the car and scout the front of our convoy. We are about to engage the enemy."

A clean answer came quickly from the other end of the communication channel.

"yes!"

…

At the same time that Ryan Wanfu Longevity was issued, Conqueror V light tanks were unloaded from the transport truck one after another.

This armored force was divided into arrow-shaped formations with men as units, and a "protective umbrella" made of steel was propped up in front of the entire large force.

Not only that, but there were also a dozen "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles carrying reconnaissance teams gliding in front of the armored spearhead.

Those small wheeled armors were like nimble sled dogs. The antenna on the top of the turret swayed back and forth like a fishing rod, and the short and thick twenty-millimeter gun barrel exuded a cold light.

Looking at the murderous armored troops in front of him, Ye Shi, who was lying in the grass in the distance, couldn't help but clicked his tongue and muttered in a low voice.

"Oh my god... it was agreed that the main force of the Southern Army will be artillery and infantry? This tank seems to have more tanks than that guy Griffin."

Kuang Feng, who was lying next to him, said "Hmm" and continued to observe with his telescope silently.

Long before the start of the expansion pack, the two of them moved from the Ice Sea Special Zone in the Wandering Swamp to the Borneo Province.

In fact, they are not the only ones here, there are also some NPCs from the academy.

That ancient contract was finally signed in the presence of the Great Rift Valley and the Academy.

If the False Legion believes that the only resistance to eastward expansion is corporations and alliances, that would be a big mistake. The group of escapists in the north have never stopped getting involved in wasteland affairs.

In fact, they are the most active people involved.

The company's board of directors is still holding a hearing on the budget, and the academy's research ship has passed over the Zhuobar Mountains in the southern Luoxia Province and is ready to start things.

Ye Shi didn't know exactly what was going on. After all, everything he knew was what he heard from Jiang Xuezhou. It was impossible for a little D-level girl like her to help herself with something like this that involved a secret agreement between the academy and the alliance's top management. Have permission to know.

In short, these things are not their concern.

After returning to the team, the two took a plane to the front line, and took advantage of the night to parachute to the west of Shizhou to engage in reconnaissance and sabotage of traffic lines behind enemy lines.

This kind of thing is familiar to the two veteran players who have participated in the Battle of Luoxia. The anti-armor mine previously was placed by Ye Shi.

Although it was a pity that no big fish was caught in the explosion and only one mine-protected vehicle broke down, the goal was achieved if it could slow down the army's march.

Watching the majestic motorcade coming into the distance, Guangfeng put down the telescope in his hand and lowered his voice.

"...The legion may have used at least five divisions this time, and the Lion City may be in danger."

The bionic crystal element implanted in his cerebral cortex was connected to a fixed-wing drone cruising at high altitude.

While observing through the telescope, he was also observing the ground from a bird's eye view through the lens of the drone.

Ye Shi stared at the map and pondered it for a while, then muttered.

"...How can two hundred thousand people hold on for a while? Not to mention that Elder Brother Fang is here to help them."

Stormy Wind shook his head.

"It's hard to say... the armored division that passed us just now had more than three tanks alone, which is more than the number of tractors in the entire Borneo country."

This only counts tanks, not the self-propelled artillery of the support company and the reconnaissance vehicles and armored vehicles of the reconnaissance company.

Not to mention flying in the sky, while these armored troops were rushing all the way, the "Horn" airship was also slowly advancing.

But...

Just as Ye Shi said, Fang Chang and the others were there to help after all.

Even if the legion's steel torrent cannot be stopped, there is no problem in delaying it for a while.

…

Just when Ye Shi and Kuang Feng were packing up their equipment and preparing to move, the 301st Thousand Soldiers led by Renekton had a firefight with the Borneo 30,000th Soldiers!

Having learned from the experience of the last failure, this time the Borneo Army did not try to stop the legion's offensive with a solid position. Instead, it adopted the "elastic defense line" strategy with reference to the Mammoth Kingdom, using small groups of troops to bite the legion's armored spearhead. Then use artillery to annihilate the stagnant troops.

One thing to say, this strategy is actually effective. The airship needs a certain safe distance to fire. No matter how fierce the horn's firepower is, it cannot fire in the face of friendly forces. At most, it can counter the long-range firepower of Borneo.

As long as Borneo's long-range firepower is deployed far enough away, even if the legion's airship sees it, it can only panic.

Although this strategy is good, it has a fatal flaw.

That is, neither Absek himself nor the other officers from the Gray Wolf Army below have any experience in fighting.

Although Bailasi sent some officers from the Yue Clan Resistance Army to help, these people were not trusted by Absek and only served as staff officers or instructors.

This also led to an extremely embarrassing situation. The anti-tank team carrying RPGs and recoilless rifles was caught by the reconnaissance vehicle nearby before they even reached Renekton's Thousand Team. write.

Seeing that his troops had been exposed, one after another "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles were approaching from the side like a pack of hunting wolves. The commander of the Borneo Kingdom, who was in the vanguard, could only hold on despite his 10,000 reluctances. The scalp blew the whistle of attack.

"whispering sound--!"

The loud whistle sounded throughout the battlefield.

Upon hearing the attack order, the soldiers wearing straw hats half straightened up from the grass, holding the RPG rocket launchers in their hands and kneeling down to prepare for shooting.

"Fire!!!"

Letting out a roar that was almost desperate, the Captain, who was squatting on the front line, quickly pulled the trigger.

An RPG rocket dragged a thick and long tail flame, and flew towards the reconnaissance vehicle a hundred meters away like a crossbow arrow.

However, to his despair, the circling reconnaissance vehicle simply accelerated and easily dodged the rockets coming at speed.

Not to mention hitting the target, he didn't even scratch the opponent's taillight!

The flames of the opening fire revealed his position, and dozens of armor-piercing incendiary bombs were quickly fired towards him.

The captain didn't even have time to let out a muffled groan before he was shattered into pieces by the hail of bullets. Only half of his body was left and he was pushed down next to the bushes.

Seeing the commander standing in front of them, the soldiers squatting aside suddenly became angry.

No matter how hideous the corpse was, a soldier rushed up and picked up the rocket launcher and the ammunition bag with rockets inserted from the ground.

Other soldiers carrying rocket launchers pulled the trigger without hesitation, trying to avenge their commander.

Rockets flew towards the Legion reconnaissance vehicle one after another.

However, the maneuverability was too strong and the distance was too far, so most of the rockets fell into the air.

Looking at the "toothpick" that only poked out of the grass, the Velante centurion sitting in the command vehicle laughed mockingly, then took off the intercom hanging on the side of the turret and gave an order.

"'Rat' comes out of the hole in advance, please keep a safe distance and approve the fire!"

The electric current and rustling sound came quickly.

"receive--!"

Just as soon as the order was issued, the dozens of "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles no longer concealed themselves, and continued to maintain a circling posture while spitting out tongues of flame from the upright gun barrels.

“Bang bang bang—!”

The roaring sound of cannons was like a continuous drumbeat, and the tracers of the shots were like an incoming shower of rain. They pounced on the Borneo Hundreds who were crouching at the edge of the low woods.

The soldiers in the front were instantly torn into a bloody mist, and then the soldiers in the back were also involved.

There is no chance to escape, and there is no bunker to hide from.

The exposed anti-tank soldiers and the tree trunks beside them were crushed into pulp by the roaring storm.

Seeing the subordinates in the continuous formation holding a short whistle in his mouth, the centurion's eyes widened and his eyes were filled with tears.

In less than half an hour, half of the familiar faces were gone.

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he grabbed a recoilless rifle, put it on his shoulder, and crawled out of the bullet hole.

"We must not let these big noses rush through unscathed!"

"Even if I die! I have to get another car for me!"

That recoilless rifle unfortunately missed the target.

Not only that, almost the second he pulled the trigger, the thick and long tracers swept towards his position, and tore him into pieces with the recoilless rifle on his shoulders. .

However, although this recoilless rifle shot was empty, his death aroused the anger in the hearts of all the soldiers.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old soldier gritted his teeth and crawled forward despite the noisy firepower above his head, until he just reached a safe distance from the armor-piercing projectiles.

Looking at the reconnaissance vehicle heading to the side, he directly placed the rocket launcher on himself in a prone position and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The tail flames sprayed backwards and burned half of his butt, causing him to almost faint from the pain.

However, the reconnaissance vehicle he aimed at was obviously much worse than him. The rocket that shot up from the bottom directly hit the front of the vehicle.

The hot metal jet drilled a hole in the car body and poured into the car in an instant.

Two of the three crew members were killed and one seriously injured in an instant. The paralyzed reconnaissance vehicle broke down directly on the roadside.

The young man was about to cheer excitedly, but before he could open his mouth, a hail of bullets came from the side and pushed his whole body directly into the soil.

"Ahhhh!!! What the hell! Go to hell!"

Seeing his teammate's tank break down and sitting under the turret of another reconnaissance vehicle, the Velant man's observer's hand instantly became red-eyed, and the index finger welded to the firing trigger wanted to pinch off the steel piece.

Hearing the clanging sound coming from the armor shell above his head, the driver stepped on the accelerator and roared behind him.

"That's enough! Jimmy, that guy is dead! There's another one in front of us!"

"receive!"

The observer gritted his teeth and let go of the scraps of meat, re-aimed at the target in front of him, and vented all his anger on the gun barrel, spitting out tongues of flame.

"Mom! I will fight with you!!!"

As both sides saw blood, both groups of people were completely red-eyed.

However, there is no suspense in this asymmetrical battle itself.

As a Conqueror No. 10 heavy tank and a Conqueror No. 5 light tank approached, it was almost declared that this guerrilla group was dead.

Two deafening roars sounded, and a tree as thick as a thigh instantly fell down. The soldiers hiding nearby were shocked and their internal organs were dislocated, completely losing their ability to move.

More than twenty Weillant soldiers wearing exoskeletons quickly jumped out of the armored vehicle, formed two teams and headed towards the woods to search, shooting at the few remaining Borneo soldiers.

In order to avenge their dead brothers, this group of angry Vallante soldiers had no intention of keeping any prisoners. In order to torture these blind guys for a while longer, they even avoided the vital points and aimed at the lower body.

However, it turns out that the Borno soldiers on the opposite side were the same and had no intention of surrendering at all.

They have sacrificed more than a hundred brothers, including themselves.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression by the Weirant people, they did not run away. They fought until the last moment with weapons that were not considered elite, and then were killed by the people who surrounded them using the most brutal method.

The Weiland people who surrounded them did not notice that although these guys were still Boro people, they were no longer the same as the Boro people during the Xilan Empire.

Although their equipment is still backward, they already have a cohesion that they did not have before.

Even if they face a battle with no chance of winning, they will never run away like before...

The whole battle lasted only a quarter of an hour.

The anti-tank centurion of the 30,000-person regiment of Borneo was annihilated by the organic body, and no one survived!

On Renekton's thousand-man team, only one "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicle was paralyzed, and two of its crew members were killed.

The seriously injured signal soldier was out of danger after rescue and was sent to Saifan Port for treatment, together with the broken down "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicle.

The unexpected armor-piercing projectile earlier only damaged its engine and did not damage the fuel tank or ammunition rack.

Tow it to the repair shop for repair, replace it with a new one, and the crew can return to the front line in no time.

The same goes for the signal soldier.

The metal shrapnel removed from his body will be used to create a Medal of Honor awarded to him.

The Southern Legion will replace him with a prosthetic body that is better than his broken limbs, and will allow him to return to the glorious battlefield after recovery.

After understanding the situation of the frontline troops, the expression on Commander Renekton's face did not change at all. He just reported the injury to his superiors, and then made the next step of action in a step-by-step manner.

But a hundred-man army is not even a grasshopper standing in the middle of the road to him.

With the military strength of the Borneo Kingdom, only a ten-thousand-man army-level weapon was worthy of him taking a second look.

Being held back by a centurion team for fifteen minutes, and even two people were killed, only made him feel that the centurion of the reconnaissance team was extremely stupid.

Let a group of rats bite two people to death, so I might as well kill myself to apologize...

After regrouping, Renekton led the armored thousand-man team to continue advancing towards the Lion City.

Twelve "Dagger" fighter jets covered two reconnaissance planes, roaring directly above the armored unit where he was.

Not long after, the air force brothers reported to them the reconnaissance information - a dispersed skirmisher force was blocking their way, with a size of about 10,000, and a certain amount of anti-tank equipment.

This force is probably the elite of Borneo, and maybe there are "volunteers" from the Alliance accompanying them.

After hearing the news, whether it was Captain Wren, who was sitting at the rear, or Captain Renekton, who was on the front line, they couldn't help but turn up a cruel smile.

What is a prisoner?

At least they can catch hundreds of them this time!

After taking off the walkie-talkie hanging on the turret, Renekton suppressed the burning fighting spirit in his heart and gave the order in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Attention all units! The enemy's main force is five kilometers directly in front of us!"

"You are allowed to initiate fire when you find a suspected enemy target!"

"Unless you're a member of the Alliance, there's no need to deliberately keep him alive!"

A uniform reply came quickly from the communication channel.

"yes!!!"

The friction of the tracks and the roar of the engine resounded throughout the wilderness.

The running armor was like a knight preparing to charge, with the sharp lance and sword in his hands already revealed.

In contrast to the roar that shook the earth, a forest four kilometers away was silent.

If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even be able to see the armor hidden under the green shade.

Leaning next to a strong pine tree, while he was "closing his eyes and meditating," Lao Ji suddenly opened his eyes and gave Fang Chang, who was standing next to him, a confirming look.

"They're coming."

The moment the voice fell, the visor of the power armor helmet also closed up.

After taking off the "Dove" missile launcher carried on his back, the old man expertly completed the loading of the "Dove" in just a few seconds.

At the same time, a pair of tightly closed eyes also opened for a while.

The armors that were silent in the woods seemed to have souls injected into them, and became active like awakened heroic spirits.

Since yesterday morning, five hundred elite Burning Corps personnel have been parachuted into this area by plane one after another, and have completed their assembly in an orderly manner.

In the standby state, half of them are on alert online and the other half are waiting offline.

After closing the mask of the exoskeleton helmet, Fang Chang stretched out his index finger and tapped the helmet twice, switched the communication channel to all, and spoke loudly and forcefully.

"...The armored troops of the Southern Army are right in front! These drunkards rushed forward so fast that they completely left the friendly forces behind. They didn't take us seriously at all. Someone has to step forward to sober them up!"

"Everyone prepare to fight!"

"Use your special skills and annihilate their armor to the maximum extent possible!"

"Kill them through!"

The fighting spirit burning in a pair of pupils is no less than the roaring armor.

Facing the billowing smoke and dust, the communication channel was buzzing with high morale.

"Kill!!!"