This Game Is Too Realistic

"Fire!!"

The towering gun barrels swallowed fiery snakes, and the deafening sound of the cannons resounded in the wilderness.

A total of 52 "Firebolt" self-propelled artillery opened 5 artillery positions, and launched a full six rounds of salvos at the enemy artillery positions exposed for firing on the east bank of the river!

As a self-propelled artillery independently developed by the Southern Army, the "Fire Crossbow" is deeply loved by the Southern Army for its excellent support efficiency. Its popularity is second only to the 902mm cannon and shallow water gunboats.

Although the entire vehicle still uses the chassis of the Conqueror series armor, whether it is its automatic loading system or fire control system, or even the thick and long 200 mm gun, they were all designed by the Southern Army based on its own The battlefield needs to be designed independently.

Next to the five artillery positions, there are 12 air defense vehicles and three air defense positions on standby to guard against threats from the air.

Although there is a Bugle monitoring this airspace, considering that the Alliance is equipped with next-generation fighters in addition to propeller aircraft, the Legion still does not send anti-aircraft guns to the front line to help like it did when fighting the indigenous people.

On one of the artillery positions, a man wearing an officer's hat squinted his eyes and looked at the roar of artillery fire not far away, with a cold smile on his lips.

His name is Tolan, he is the commander of the 360,000th support team, and has the military rank of commander.

A few minutes ago, the Alliance's artillery group on the other side of the hidden river could not resist launching an attack. He immediately followed Captain Wolff's instructions and launched a counterattack at the enemy's coordinates.

As expected, those 155mm artillery pieces belonging to the Alliance had been blown to pieces by their counter-fire.

The adjutant standing next to him chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyebrows.

"This round of shelling should be enough for the Alliance to drink a pot."

The moment the opponent launched an artillery bombardment, they could already confirm that their opponent was undoubtedly the Alliance.

Tolan smiled lightly.

"Don't talk about drinking one pot, I think two pots are enough."

Adjutant: "Hahaha!"

Just as the two of them were chatting and laughing, the communication phone hanging on Tolan's shoulder suddenly vibrated.

Seeing the order from the headquarters, Tolan immediately stopped his joking expression and pressed the connect button.

Soon, the voice of the headquarters correspondent came.

"...There is a team of ten thousand people heading in your direction in the southeast. They are equipped with a certain number of vehicles. It is initially judged that they should be the first mechanized infantry division of Jingallan Port."

Tolan's brows raised slightly.

"Have they declared war on us?"

Correspondent: "No, it's obviously the same as the alliance. It's a volunteer, you know... But don't worry, they can't reach your side. The 370,000th team is advancing in their direction, I We need you to provide support for the 370,000th team, and I will temporarily transfer your communication channel to them."

Although he did not take this unit to heart, Tolan's face did not look panic at all. Instead, he became worried about his brothers on the front line.

The Bugle had just arrived in this area and had not yet lowered its anchor chain. He was worried that without their artillery cover, the 1,000-man team crossing the river to explore the road would encounter an unexpected situation.

"Roger...where are our frontline troops?"

Correspondent: "They have started fighting with the alliance's frontline troops, and we have sent ground troops to reinforce them. The fighting distance is relatively close at the moment, so you can't help them for the time being."

"learn."

Tolan frowned slightly as he put down his communication phone, but a hidden worry lingered in his heart.

However, since the command headquarters had given such instructions, he could only follow it and ordered the artillery groups to cease fire. He set up new shooting positions based on the coordinates provided by the command headquarters and aimed at the advance of the 1st Infantry Division of Jingallan Port. direction.

At this moment, Tolan and other officers and artillerymen did not notice that a hummingbird hovering in the sky had stared at them.

On a small hillside less than two kilometers away, behind a piece of dirt slope with strong wind and night, one person is responsible for operating the drone for observation, and the other is responsible for communicating with the large troops.

"...This is Ye Shi. We have confirmed the location of the enemy artillery unit and the coordinates have been updated on the map."

After a brief pause, the voice came quickly again on the communication frequency.

"Roger...can you find a way to lock down the enemy artillery team's headquarters?"

Ye Shi gave Kuangfeng a look, then fiddled with the zoom ratio of the VM screen with two fingers, and quickly locked on several guys who looked like officers.

Although there was nothing wrong with the tactics and strategy of this group of Weiland people, they were not ordinary arrogant and did not take their opponents seriously at all.

However, this also saved them time, and Ye Shi quickly reported the clues to Fang Chang.

"I'm looking... there are a few guys who look like officers, near the point C mark. Do you want me to find a way to get rid of them?"

Fang Chang answered Yu calmly.

"No, just keep an eye on their vehicles so they don't escape."

Ye Shi: "Roger it!"

Suddenly, in a field covered with weeds ten kilometers away, pitch-black exoskeletons were standing on the edge of the field.

Most of them are alliance exoskeletons, and one was seized from the 340,000th Team, with a bandage wrapped around the arm as a friend-or-foe identification mark.

Although Burning Legion players look down upon the exoskeletons of the Legion, these captured equipment are still quite attractive to the soldiers of Borneo.

After withdrawing from Ridpur County, the Burning Corps, under the leadership of Lao Bai, quickly reunited with the 110,000 Borneo troops who had also withdrawn from Ridpur County, and took them to the Niuzhou area.

In order to improve the mobility efficiency of friendly forces, Burning Legion players also taught them the tactics of "manpower, cattle and horses".

That is, one person wears an exoskeleton and runs on the back of another teammate without an exoskeleton.

A long time ago, when the Alliance fought against the Bone Chewing Tribe, they relied on this method to maneuver.

Although the marching speed is not as fast as riding a bicycle or riding a horse, it is still better than running on two legs.

The only drawback is the energy consumption.

But if you follow the players, you don't have to worry about this.

Air Force brothers occasionally drop supplies, including solid-state hydrogen batteries.

Not only that, those power armors equipped with cold fusion technology are equivalent to mobile power banks. By plugging in the conversion connector, power can be input to the fuel cell of the exoskeleton.

Standing next to Lao Bai, Captain Yokalvan, wearing a legion-standard exoskeleton, asked you energetically with an eager expression on his face.

"When do we act?"

After exchanging shotguns for cannons, he couldn't wait to teach the legion a lesson.

Seeing this guy wearing legion equipment and performing the alliance's military salute, Lao Bai couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry. The next step is for the air force brothers. We can just watch and prepare to make up for it."

Yokal was stunned for a moment.

"This time...won't you hand over their guns?"

Fang Chang shook his head.

"It's not necessary. We haven't studied that thing yet, and we won't open it even if it's seized."

Mainly because it has no research value.

According to the information obtained by the alliance, that thing is a turret based on the Conquest Tank, and its shooting accuracy and rate of fire are only average.

Yokal hesitated and suggested to you with an embarrassed look.

"Um...can you leave a few self-propelled artillery pieces for us? Of course, we won't let you take risks. Just like before, our people will be responsible for grabbing them!"

It's not that he's greedy.

The main reason is that the power of that thing is so enviable, and after the beating, you can just lift up your pants and run away.

Although this thing is nothing rare for the Alliance, it is another matter for Borneo, which cannot even detect a few tractors.

Fang Chang looked at him strangely.

"Leave it to you, can you drive it?"

Yokal smiled, shook his head, and then nodded quickly.

"No! But we can learn!"

Lao Bai and Fang Chang looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"How about giving them a try?"

"also."

A guerrilla division with self-propelled artillery is quite exciting to think about.

He doesn't mind if his friendly troops pick up more trash, maybe it will work wonders in the next battle.

Thinking of this, Fang Chang no longer hesitated and immediately took out his VM and called Luo Yu.

"Luo Yu, the plan has changed. You go to support Bian and the others. Leave the artillery to us."

There was obvious noise in the communication frequency. It was obvious that Luo Yu had taken off and was heading here.

"Copy that...are you okay?"

Fang Chang joked.

"Are you kidding? Do I have a problem?"

Luo Yu: "Haha! Brother Fang is awesome! I wish you good luck!"

Fang Chang grinned, hung up the communication, and then looked at Captain Yokalwan standing next to him like a student.

"We have communicated with the friendly forces. Destroy will be changed to capture. Let your people be ready. We plan to go ahead."

Yokal said quickly.

"Just leave it to us. You have already helped us so much, why do you have the nerve to trouble you again?"

Fang Chang raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't say such outlandish words. The most important thing right now is to drive away the invaders. We will take the lead in a while, and you can just follow us. Remember to listen to our command, don't rush forward, and don't shrink back."

Fang Chang had no objection to these people wanting to follow him, but he still felt a little uneasy about leaving it completely to them.

Even if they now replace their guns with cannons and have more than 3,000 exoskeletons, automatic firepower and light anti-tank equipment, there is still a question mark as to whether they will be successful.

Looking at Captain Yokalwan who had memorized it carefully, Fang Chang continued to talk with a thought in his heart.

"By the way, for the enemy's surrendered soldiers, remember to take them mainly as prisoners. We will help you remove the positioning equipment on the vehicle, but you still need their confession on how to operate the vehicle."

Yokal held up his chest and raised his head in a military salute.

"clear!"

Fang Chang nodded approvingly, then waved his hand.

"Action!"

…

Horn airship.

Sitting on the bridge, John stared intently at the pontoon bridge across the river and the forest on the other side of the river. His brows suddenly furrowed slightly and he looked at the adjutant standing aside to ask.

"Did they take too long to get in?"

His adjutant was slightly startled, and then nodded with a serious expression.

"It's a bit...unusual."

Not just time.

So do people.

I saw the soldiers of the 360,000th Corps moving toward the other side of the river one car after another. Gunfire crackled in the forest, but no one was seen pulling back from the front.

Logically speaking, this kind of tug-of-war should be left to the clones.

It was obvious that the friendly forces misjudged the size of the enemy forces in the forest and sometimes overestimated their own combat effectiveness.

Martin, who was wearing a white coat, looked at John excitedly.

"Do you want to poison? The effect of this poison on the Weirant people is very small, so small that it can even be ignored. We can test it in actual combat."

John glanced at him and ignored the madman, then reached out and took off the communication keypad and turned it to Captain Wulf.

"Captain Wolf, are you encountering something?"

The answer came quickly on the communication channel.

"No, just a few little grasshoppers, we took care of them easily."

"Really?"

Although he didn't mean anything sarcastic, the words that came out of his mouth were misunderstood and meant something else.

Woolf: "You question our combat effectiveness?"

Do you still need to question your combat effectiveness?

John sneered in his heart, but still spoke in as gentle a tone as possible.

"I didn't mean that. I'm just worried that you messed up Captain Ryan's plan. If we want to destroy Borneo within two months, we must send troops to Tiandu before the end of the month."

"It's unnecessary for you to worry. I will keep in mind Captain Ryan's every instruction." Woolf responded coldly.

The situation of his subordinates is indeed not very optimistic, but it is far from the level where he feels troublesome.

He has pushed five thousand-man troops forward. According to the reports from the frontline commander, they have successfully reversed the situation and are launching a counterattack towards the guerrilla team in the forest.

Two 155mm artillery pieces have been captured so far. Those guys wearing gas masks have suffered heavy casualties after a mindless charge. It won't take long for them to capture the hilltop closest to the river bank.

Although their casualties were also considerable, considering that they were facing Alliance volunteers, these casualties were acceptable.

There is no need to tell the horn about these things, and even if you tell them, it will be of no use.

The artillery of the airship at such a close distance is of no use, not to mention that the airship has not yet anchored.

They will only be ridiculed by the air force, even a group of indigenous guerrillas have been struggling for so long.

Woolf may not know his opponent well, but he knows his own character too well.

Listening to the sound of hanging up in the communicator, John's brows twitched fiercely and he stuffed the communicator on his shoulder.

These ungrateful gangsters!

He showed some kind concern, but in the end he was treated like a donkey.

"To be able to deal with the 36th Mobile Infantry Troop of ten thousand people for so long, I'm afraid the opponent's combat power cannot be underestimated." The adjutant standing aside had a serious look on his face.

Although he didn't pay much attention to the other person at first, now he had to mention it.

John sneered.

"Needless to say, it should not be underestimated... It should be the death corps of Nishikawa Province that has made great achievements in combat. Our friendly forces have kicked the iron plate."

He had seen that iconic gas mask once in "Triumph".

That was obviously the Death Corps.

It is said that they are the elite troops of the Alliance. They once captured the top of a mountain that even the brothers of the Eastern Legion found difficult in the Battle of the Torch.

Is the Alliance crazy?

Are elite troops being sent to this poor place one after another, or are they really just a group of clones?

John's face was gloomy, and there was always a bad feeling in his heart.

His worries are not entirely from a tactical level.

And also from the strategic level.

Why do you feel like you are being accused of a "natural disaster" just like Torch?

This is not a good sign.

At this time, he did not notice that when Martin standing aside heard the name Death Corps, a fanatical expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"...The Death Corps...hehe...it's actually those guys."

He smiled strangely, his pupils glowed faintly, and his expression was as if he had seen prey.

John thought for a moment and raised his right hand.

He couldn't wait until the Army asked for help before taking action, he had to be prepared beforehand.

"Get ready to drop the anchor chain—"

Before he could finish his words, a series of imperceptible ripples suddenly flashed across the radar.

Without missing that fleeting signal, the operator sitting in front of the control console immediately called out.

"Enemy fighter group discovered!"

"Speed ​​approaching Mach 2!"

"The target has entered our northeast direction!"

"They are moving along the clouds, 10 of them in total!!"

"Damn! Their target is not us, but the ground!"

John was shocked and immediately got down.

"Launch air-to-air missiles!"

"Yes!" The operator sitting in front of the console responded without hesitation, and then pressed the red button.

At the same time, a honeycomb-shaped missile cabin rose from the top of the airship, aiming at the airspace where the enemy was discovered.

"Ugh——!"

Accompanied by a rapid buzzing sound, ten air-to-air missiles shot out, dragging narrow tail flames and roaring towards the ten speeding fighter jets.

Based on the current shooting angle and relative speed, there is no one in ten thousand chance of avoiding those ten enemy planes!

The corner of John's mouth curled up into a pleasant smile. He seemed to have seen the scrap metal turning into fireballs and the fireworks blooming in the sky.

But at this moment, something happened that no one expected. After the ten air-to-air missiles approached the target airspace, they inexplicably flew into the air.

They did not find the aircraft approaching at supersonic speed, but after searching for a while, they found a missile emitting radar ripples and speeding towards it.

"It's a decoy bomb!!"

The radar operator exclaimed, and John, who was sitting next to him, shrank his pupils sharply.

"Change the anti-aircraft gun! Quick!"

He ordered the order to be issued quickly, but it was too late.

At the same time they discovered the anomaly, the speeding decoy bomb exploded instantly, releasing an electromagnetic pulse strike into the surrounding airspace.

The seeker was destroyed by the electromagnetic pulse, and the ten air-to-air missiles suddenly scurried in the air like blind flies, some fell to the ground, and some penetrated into the clouds.

At the same time, a genuine Thunder fighter suddenly emerged from the clouds.

There is only one!

"Mom!"

Realizing that he had been tricked, John cursed loudly and stood up from the chair suddenly.

He stared at the plane outside the floor-to-ceiling window, wishing he could poke it down with his eyes.

However, the plane ignored him and directly faced the ground and emptied the two rocket nests under the wings.

Twenty-four ground-attack rockets carrying seekers came out in full force, and as if they had eyes, they locked on the 360,000th team's parked infantry tank at the edge of the forest and sped away.

Everything happens in an instant.

The targeted target had no time to react, and the top cover was blown open by the rocket that dropped from the sky.

"Boom!!!"

Explosions and flames appeared one after another at the edge of the forest, and nearly twenty infantry fighting vehicles were blown into pieces!

The firelight illuminated the glazed faces of the Vaillant soldiers squatting nearby holding rifles, their pupils invariably written with a hint of disbelief and despair.

Without vehicle and fire support, the frontline troops of the 360,000th Army managed to gain an advantage, but then quickly lost it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It would be better to say that those advantages were deliberately given to them by the other party.

The purpose is to lure them to move forward!

John's eyes widened, his pupils filled with bloodshot eyes, he clenched his fist and hammered the armrest of the chair hard.

At the same time, Woolf's curse came from the communication frequency.

"What do you do with your anti-aircraft guns? Why do planes crash into our faces!"

John knew he was in the wrong, but he still yelled.

"You blame us... where are your anti-aircraft guns?"

"We-Mom! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Woolf was about to say something, but couldn't care less and hung up the communication in a hurry.

The Thunder fighter plane that broke into the battlefield did not stay in the nearby airspace. After the successful attack, it quickly left the battlefield and returned towards Tiandu.

At this time, the airship's anti-aircraft missiles had been loaded, but facing the increasingly distant tail flames, John had no choice but to stare.

At the same time, as the previous round of air strikes ended, a new round of counterattack from the opposite side also began.

The thick smoke and flickering fire from the explosion were gradually changing from a zigzag to an inward-contracting curve!

Like a big mouth that is closed!

They want to swallow up the five thousand-man troops trapped in the forest in one go!

Even standing on the airship, John could clearly feel that the situation of the 360,000th team was taking a turn for the worse, from being evenly matched to being in danger.

In order to reinforce the friendly forces, Woolf pressed the last five thousand-man troops forward!

Including that he only has more than 20 infantry fighting vehicles and nearly 60 armored personnel carriers left on hand!

John was anxious and looked at the adjutant beside him, urging him to yell.

"Have you dropped the anchor chain? Hurry up!"

The adjutant was so anxious that sweat broke out from his forehead, so he could only go to the department in charge of lowering the anchor again.

Under his anxious urging, the anchor chain was quickly thrown down from the airship, and it hit the muddy plain and stirred up billowing dust.

However, at this moment, another piece of news suddenly came.

"Report! A group of light infantry was found 27 kilometers southwest of us!"

"They are heading towards the artillery position of the 360,000th Regiment!"

"Southwest?!" John was shocked and immediately looked at the map, his heart pounding even more.

My ass was stolen!

How did these people touch their backs under surveillance? !

No--

There is another possibility.

This group of people did not come from the direction of Tiandu. They had been lurking in the Lidbull County area and had been chasing them to Niuzhou!

After cursing the Seventh Air Force, who was responsible for the reconnaissance, John immediately informed Captain Wolf, the ground commander, of this information.

After a brief silence, a sullen voice came from the other side of the communication channel.

"Our friendly forces...the 370,000th unit collided with the 1st Infantry Division of Jingallon Port, or to be more precise, they collided with the coalition forces of Jingallon Port and Huzhou and Baozhou."

"I don't know where they got hundreds of Conquest No. 10s. Our friendly infantry tanks couldn't penetrate those things... and had to retreat towards the west."

John held his breath for a moment, and a trace of panic appeared on his originally calm expression.

This is undoubtedly the worst news!

At this moment, almost all the troops of the 360,000th Army were trapped on the other side of the river.

If the 370,000th team cannot block the reinforcements from Borneo, then the 360,000th team will most likely be captured by the organic troops!

By a group of natives...

No matter how powerful the bugle's firepower is, it is impossible to fire over the heads of friendly troops or help on the ground.

The opponent adopted a set of extremely rogue tactics, which was to wait for them to get close and then attack them.

John's Adam's apple moved, and a trembling sound came out of his throat.

"...What should I do now?"

There was a brief silence on the other side of the communication channel, and finally a very reluctant but forced plea came.

"...Pull me up."

Faced with the deteriorating situation of the war, Woolf was powerless and could only lower his face and plead.

At least he couldn't be captured.

Otherwise, he will be the first captain of the army to be captured in the entire war.

This is not only a matter of his personal face, but also a matter of the Southern Army's face.

At the same time, this is also the only thing he can do for Captain Ryan and General Gulion at this moment...