This Game Is Too Realistic

Just when Absek lamented that a group of "insects" were really hard to lead, Committee member Kabah, who "stole the limelight" during the educational reform, did not know that he had just been slandered by a "distinguished insect" .

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so why not in the eyes of beauty?

If you can't understand the logic from the front, everything will be confused if you look at it backwards.

At least from the point of view of the Kabah Committee, Absek really had nothing to complain about.

It is an indisputable fact that the Tiandu Federation cannot unite neither conservatives nor radicals. This cannot be blamed on his sour and smelly literati head.

Just like the huge Xilan Empire, women and eunuchs will not die.

Anyone with an eye could see that Xi Lan's energy had been exhausted from the moment Wu Tuo escaped.

However, the Federation has done one thing well, at least it has given ordinary people hope.

The solution that a group of people come up with together is much smarter than the fuss and fuss that a few inbred kings and nobles come up with behind closed doors and pat their heads.

If the cohesion of the empire is a negative number, then the cohesion of the Tiandu Federation is always a positive number.

While bombers were buzzing all over the sky, a group of the most knowledgeable people in Borneo were gathering together to hold a reading club and make friends through literature.

Of course, using literature to make friends is actually just an elegant pretext.

The organizers, including members of Kabaha and Nyang, are mainly engaged in educational matters, and to find talented people from all walks of life to serve as lecturers and professors, while at the same time gathering the few scholars in the entire Borneo Province. the power of.

Although their power is much smaller than that of other walks of life, there are still things that only they can do and have to do.

As for the occasional distant or near explosions, they pretended not to hear them while sitting in a small courtyard.

In just one week, everyone has gone from being reserved when they first met to becoming close friends who talk about everything.

Although most of the time the views are different or even opposite, there is no sharp contradiction that hurts the harmony.

After all, even if there are many different opinions, everyone has the same position on one thing.

That is salvation.

One morning, Commissioner Cabaha, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked at the "Daily Survivor" in his hand, shook his head and frowned.

"This slave turned around and became a Japanese, and the airs he put on were even more ridiculous than other Japanese."

Unlike Abu Saik, the first thing he thought of was not the other party, or not just the other party, but also the captains of ten thousand who were all looking at him coldly.

These guys were just dock workers a year ago. In just a few months, they have already regarded themselves as people from Borneo, forgetting that they were also ordinary people.

Sitting next to Commissioner Cabaha, a well-dressed young man asked with a smile.

"Oh? Then what does Mr. Cabaha think led to such a result?"

His name is Meng Jie, formerly known as Meng Qi, and he belongs to the Yue tribe who immigrated to Changchun in the early days. This can be seen from his full "alliance" name.

During the Xilan Empire period, the Alliance Scientific Research Group sent a scientific research team to the Rowell Camp in Golden Gallen Port for the purpose of scientific research.

At that time, he assisted Ms. Han Jiyue in her work as an assistant. After the research came to an end, he went to Camp 101 for further study under the recommendation of the researcher, and also worked with Niyang, who was still working with the embassy in Shuguang City. acquaintance.

There was a time when Niyang lacked inspiration, and he even acted as a "mercenary" and submitted articles to "Dawn Garden Newspaper".

Compared to Niyang, who made up random things that Sir Jarawa liked to hear, he preferred newspapers to talk about some of the actual problems of the alliance.

For example, the miraculous victory of the Boulder Friendship Association led to the proliferation of radicals within the alliance, and the voices and opinions of conservatives have been ignored for a long time, etc.

Boulder City was like a wild horse that ran wild. After running wildly for a century and a half, it collapsed. So what if the alliance between them was not the same?

They are just racing on another road, and they also need to install a saddle and reins for themselves.

However, this newspaper is a product for infants and young children after all, and has not been developed or published by the alliance.

The real audience of the newspaper also did not like his indifferent criticism.

On the contrary, he submitted the same article to the "Goblin Observer" and caused some controversy.

But that's another topic.

In short, at Niyan's invitation, he had already changed his name and came back from the alliance to serve as professor and president of Mammoth University.

Genniyang himself retired from behind the scenes and became a school director.

Lacy hopes that he can serve as the Minister of Education and open more schools in Mammoth State and even the three northern states.

As for whether there are other political intentions such as "actual control of the three northern continents" behind this, that is another topic.

"Human beings, or the bad roots of human nature," Kabaha lit the cigarette ashes and sighed, "Borneo Province needs a complete ideological change to destroy all old things before it can truly and thoroughly embrace Wen Da. ”

"If you don't do this, even if you go to the Alliance, they will just move a thousand pillars."

Meng Jie smiled and shook his head.

"Old sir, you are too extreme. The person who blocked the car was a Borneo, the one who repaired the car was also a Borneo, and there were probably some Borneos in the car. How can this be blamed on the bad roots of human nature? The Alliance has The proverb says that people are born with a piece of paper, and whether they can become successful depends on their education. I think this is not so much a shortcoming of human nature as a lack of education. "

After a pause, he said again.

"Of course, for this matter to ferment like this, there are also factors that are fueled by the conservative forces within the alliance. They have ignored the conservative voices for too long, and it is inevitable that they will be backlashed. However, this is for the alliance itself. It’s not a bad thing to brake when it’s time to brake.”

He had written an opinion in the newspaper a long time ago, and he was not the only one holding similar arguments.

Although he is not opposed to reflecting on his own problems, it is biased to blame all problems on the bad roots of Borneo and human nature. If he tries to correct it in this way, it would be overkill.

Watching the argument between Commissioner Cabaha and Meng Jie, Niyang, who was sitting aside smoking and reading a newspaper, interrupted with a smile.

"Although I usually quarrel with Mr. Carbaha, this time I have to say two things for him. No matter whether there are forces within the alliance to add fuel to the fire, it cannot change our own problems."

"The Wilantes have the bad roots of the Wilantes, and the Borneos have the bad roots of the Borneos. No one is inferior to the other, and no one is nobler than the other. Moreover, the more severe the suffering, the sicker and sicker it becomes." Stubborn diseases are becoming more difficult to eradicate. If you want to cure the disease, you still have to use strong medicine and cut it from the root. "

"On the other hand, Mr. Meng Jie, when we discuss issues, we cannot always refute the arguments. You are a principal after all. Let us listen to your advice on how to cure this disease."

Listening to Ni Yang's teasing, Meng Jie laughed and said.

"You praise me too much. You gave me the chance to become the principal instead."

Niyang said with a smile.

"I dare not say that. I remember that I begged you to come here. You are here to help me. Don't belittle yourself."

"Then forgive me for my humble opinion," Meng Jie smiled and continued in a casual tone, "In my opinion, the Borneo people are not much different from the survivors in other parts of the wasteland. It's just that this land There is a lack of equality and fraternity in the world. I agree with part of your point of view. We need an ideological change, but there is no need to completely tear down those thousand pillars. We just need to give them what they lack. Well, these thousand pillars can’t be used as the load-bearing wall of the Ji㨾.”

In the final analysis, they did not come up with innovative theories. Instead, they meditated on the same old things for too long. Once they could not keep up with the needs of reality, they turned from theory to religion.

If Niyon and Kabaja focused on "change" in this ideological reform movement, then the focus they advocated was on "䜥".

Although he didn't have much confidence in being able to convince them, there was nothing wrong with everyone expressing their opinions and discussing it.

"I disagree." Kabah shook his head. "Mr. Meng Jie's view is too conservative. It may be appropriate to give us another thousand or more years, but it may not be the case at this critical moment of life and death."

"I'm sorry to say that this is a fallacy. We still have a long way to go. In fact, it's still too late to be slower. Looking at the longer timeline, moderate reforms may not necessarily lose to radical changes."

Not wanting to continue arguing with these two "radicals" on this fruitless topic, Meng Jie turned over a page of the newspaper in his hand and saw a celebrity who was in the limelight in the public opinion field, so he changed the topic with a smile and said, "Speaking of which, Zaid has become quite famous recently. What do you think of him?"

Niyang pouted.

"The bandit leader who followed Shah Rukh, and his subordinates Gopal and Aryan are the same. He is cruel to his enemies and even more cruel to his own people. I don't even look down on Shah Rukh. You ask me how I treat him. What should I do with my opinions? Are there still one or two people left in Jingallan Port who are full of food? Let me tell you, every one of these guys will have to pay for their stupidity and naivety sooner or later."

Kabah frowned.

"I have met this man. He is quite knowledgeable in how he treats people and talks. He is not as bad as you said."

Niyang glanced at Kabaha in astonishment, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Are you serious?"

Meng Jie closed the newspaper in his hand and shook his head in confusion.

Unexpectedly, here, the "radicals" also have their own differences.

Looking at the people facing each other, he couldn't tell whether he was standing on the left or the right for a moment.

…

Sails Harbor.

At the Borneo Provincial Theater Command of the Southern Army, General Kuang Ang, standing in the conference room, was reporting to the General Staff of the Southern Army on the previous stage of combat.

Since the northern and eastern front troops entered the strategic stalemate stage, the actual control areas of the warring parties have not changed significantly. The only changes are the casualty numbers in the battle reports and the mutual equipment losses.

In general, the battle-to-exchange ratio of the Southern Army can be controlled at around 1:3.

This statistics may be different from the battle reports of Borneo and Mammoth Kingdom, but basically it will not be too far apart.

It is human nature to report good news but not bad news, so Gu Angzi could not help but focus his report on the ratio of casualties on both sides and the effect of the bombing of Tiandu.

In short, the Southern Army has great strategic advantages, and its tactical advantages are also not small.

Due to the investment of a large amount of advanced equipment, the Southern Army's casualty rate has dropped significantly, and it is no longer as unprepared as before when dealing with the alliance's electromagnetic weapons.

Everything is going well for development.

Although the Yongye Port Radio Station incident some time ago dampened the morale of some frontline soldiers, the timely information blockade and adequate mental preparation did not shake the frontline soldiers' confidence in winning this war.

Just as Gu Ang was vividly describing the victories of the frontline troops one after another, the Chief of General Staff suddenly coughed and interrupted his words.

"General Gu An'ang, do you know how many people are born every day in an old-era province with hundreds of millions of survivors?"

Gu Jianang was stunned for a moment, wondering why the chief of general staff suddenly asked this question.

Without waiting for his answer, the holographic image suspended in front of the conference table continued.

"Ten thousand people, at least."

"The poorer the place, the more fertile it is. As for why I shouldn't remind you. There are tens of millions of people in the Lion State alone under our control. Their fecundity and vitality are like cockroaches. Their actual number is probably already It exceeded our imagination.”

"So, don't stress to me how many people you killed on the same day, and how many more you killed yesterday. If the time is extended, the numbers you reported to me will not be worth mentioning at all, and at most they will lower their average age."

"If we are trapped in a protracted war of attrition, our enemies will become younger and younger as we fight, and even more numerous... In turn, during this process, our outstanding soldiers and generals will continue to be consumed until they are pulled away by them in the protracted attrition. to the same level.”

Gu Yanang's expression was a little embarrassed.

He must have known the problem, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Since the failure of the general offensive in Tiandu, the entire Borneo war zone suddenly lost an airship. The embarrassed Queen retreated hundreds of people, and his troops had actually lost the ability to continue the attack.

Unless he completely ignores the casualties of his men, or the headquarters sends more airship reinforcements.

The former is detrimental to the long-term war situation, and the latter is even more unrealistic until the cause of the airship crash is investigated.

Although he didn't want to say it, it was actually like this——

In this war that broke out in Borneo Province, the outcome can no longer be determined by the people trapped in this quagmire.

If the Southern Army wants to completely win this war, it may have to take a more radical approach and open a third battlefield on the Alliance's home soil.

Unfortunately, this kind of grand strategic decision-making is not something he can have a say in.

This involves not only the game between the Southern Legion and the Alliance, but also between the city of Avent and the city of Triumph.

Looking at General Gu Angang who couldn't hold back a word, the Chief of General Staff suddenly let him go with another light word.

"I already have a basic understanding of the battle situation on the front line. Just keep it up on your side. In addition, I also have two pieces of news here, which is good news for you."

General Gu Jianang immediately showed respect.

"Please speak!"

The chief of general staff spoke slowly.

"The first thing is that our intelligence personnel have confirmed the real cause of the airship crash, which is suspected to be related to the gravity well technology transferred from the academy to the alliance."

Gu Yanang's expression instantly became solemn.

"Academy...are they also participating in the war?"

This was not good news for him.

However, the chief of general staff was not too worried.

It's hard to guess the conspiracy of the academy, but their ultimate goal is the cards.

What companies have given up is what they have spent their entire lives pursuing.

It's easy to stop them.

It is much easier to crash a complex starship into the atmosphere than to shoot it into the sky.

It is precisely for this reason that although colleges are far more active in regional services than enterprises, the upper limit of what they can do is actually lower.

Transferring one or two technologies is already close to the limit of their support.

Looking at Gulion with a solemn expression, the Chief of General Staff slowly spoke and continued.

"It's not just once or twice that they've been hiding behind their backs to make small moves, but the willingness of those misers to transfer technology to the alliance really surprised us. I think there are probably other transactions behind this."

"However, this is not the point. The point is that we have cracked the mystery of how they shot down our airship. This kind of gravity well needs to be deployed in advance, is only effective in specific areas, and consumes a lot of energy... In fact, when they use gravity Shortly after the well, the 'Tiangong' in Tiandu crashed."

"Perhaps they have deployed other gravity well devices, but these targets can be detected in advance, whether it is with our drones or ground troops."

Hearing this, a hint of joy instantly appeared on General Gulion's face.

"That means...our airship can be activated again?!"

The chief of general staff nodded.

"I will send a few more airships to the front line, but I still hope you will use them more for logistics transportation. Our opponents are different from before, and using airships to deal with them is not the most effective way."

"I hope you can flexibly use the rear-to-front-line aircraft, individual armor, lasers and guided weapons. The opponents standing in front of us are no longer just primitive people, we must also learn to keep pace with the times. "

"This is not only to win the immediate war, but also to make long-term preparations for opening up a second or even third battlefield on the territory of the alliance and even the company."

Open up the third or even third battlefield!

A trace of ecstasy appeared on General Gulion's face.

This is undoubtedly the weirdest news he has heard this month!

The only problem is that the Southern Army does not have its own diplomatic rights.

So much so that their current war against Borneo Province is fought in the name of the Xilan Empire.

How to unite other Weiland people into the chariot of the Southern Legion? It seems that the people above have already figured it out.

Once the entire legion unites to attack the common enemies of the Vallant people, all the current decline will be completely reversed!

Looking at the excited Guion, the chief of staff smiled lightly and continued.

"The first news is that we received intelligence that the public opinion within the alliance is changing as the war continues. Obviously their resources are not unlimited, and the support of colleges and enterprises is not enough to completely fill this hole. Once their When the trend of thought changes and we reduce our support to the rebels in Borneo Province, our opportunity will come."

"This is the basic situation... By the way, how is the development progress of the killing agent?"

"The shelter resident named Martin told me that it would take some time, and... he wanted the genetic source code of the Vaillant people, saying it was for more efficient identification of friend or foe. But we don't have that thing in Triumph City. , the next best thing is to find a few Weiland people to cooperate with him in the experiment." Gulion hesitated for a moment, and finally reported Martin's request.

The chief of general staff frowned.

"I'll think of a way."

After saying these words, the light blue light particles disappeared in the room.

Gulion breathed a sigh of relief, raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked at the empty conference room, and felt energetic again.

The people above are studying how to open up a battlefield for you.

If this could be done, he would no longer have to carry all this alone.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the conference room.

After suppressing the smile on his face, Guion assumed a majestic posture and coughed towards the door.

"Come in."

An officer pushed open the door, stood at attention, gave a military salute, and made a serious report.

"Report! Our logistics troops stationed in Langzhou were attacked from the direction of Shezhou! The number of enemies is not small, with about nine thousand troops. Most of our stations and logistics transfer stations in the southern part of Langzhou were destroyed."

"Due to the situation, the local garrison was forced to move north to gather defense."

Snake State?

Guion narrowed his eyes and looked at the map hanging on the wall of the conference room.

That was Shah Rukh's territory, and it was also the "territory" of the Logistics Department, so much so that he almost forgot about this little corner.

"How many casualties?"

"The regular army suffered more than nine casualties, and the servant army suffered nearly three thousand casualties!"

The servant army died a bit more, but the casualties of the regular army were not serious.

Guion continued to ask.

"Who is the other party's commander?"

The officer continued to report.

"The commander's name is Grove, a wolf tribesman, and he is suspected to be a subordinate of Gopal, the old head of the Gray Wolf Army... However, the Gray Wolf Army headquarters has not taken any action, and the staff suspects that Shah Rukh is testing us. If we are falsely accused, If they don't attack us forcefully enough, they may decide that our rear is empty and take advantage of the situation."

"Testing?" Gulion sneered, "I don't think so, it looks like a wolf that is unfamiliar with it."

Those bastards from the logistics department.

In the past, for the sake of Shah Rukh's "keeping a low profile", he turned a blind eye to those sloppy deals, and planned to deal with them after the outcome was decided with the alliance. This group of guys was probably... The smuggling business was so full that I felt hungry again.

Then don't blame him for being ruthless.

With his back to the officer standing at the door, General Gulion ordered coldly.

"Inform Captain Gibson that I will give him three troops of ten thousand men, an army of one hundred thousand servants, and an aviation group. Give these blind people a lesson and attack the border line of Snake State. Until no one can be seen! Don’t worry about civilian casualties!”

Captain Gibson was previously the commander of the 340,000th, under Ryan.

Due to a tactical error, the 340,000th team unfortunately ran into the elite of the alliance, and was almost wiped out by the Skeleton Corps and the 110,000th team of Borneo in the Lion State.

After that, Gibson took a back seat and became a drunkard in a bar in Sailsport.

After all, they were the soldiers he brought out, and Guion didn't want to see him fall like this.

Just as the 60th Armored Corps of 10,000 people had just finished its riot control mission in Yongye Port, this guy was asked to lead the group of soldiers to the south to practice their skills.

Let that guy find someone who is confident and give him a chance to make meritorious deeds.

The officer stood at attention, gave a military salute, and received his order neatly.

"yes!"

Just as the alliance stopped a train, a massive offensive began quietly.

The two seemingly unrelated love affairs are thousands of miles apart, but they are inextricably linked behind the scenes.

Lens: Wei Fucheng within the alliance.

Although the delayed train resumed service five hours after the accident, Chu Guang's journey south was delayed for a full week.

On the one hand, this is to consider the possibility of the emergence of "copycat criminals", on the other hand, Chu Guang does not want to participate in the debate on radical and conservative within the alliance.

Citizens of the Alliance are no longer children. They should make decisions on their own, instead of calling their parents or trying to hide behind them when they encounter problems.

Rather than suddenly dumping everything in the alliance to them one day in the future and then letting them go, he prefers to complete the matter step by step.

For example, now, he is slowly handing over the brakes and accelerator to their hands.

Anyway, with his hands on the steering wheel, he wasn't afraid of the car overturning.

When they, like the player, learn to control the speed of the car by themselves, he will gradually give up the steering wheel, just like the first-generation manager of Vault 404 slowly handed over the permission rights to him.

He always had a hunch that the B5 layer that had not been unlocked might not be unlocked until after that incident, and all the confusion in his heart would be answered after that.

Chu Guang was still confident in handling this last matter.

No one is born knowing how to drive, but anyone can learn to drive.

Moreover, he himself is a manager who rushes things to the next level. He could not even build a house in the early days. Although his ability is not impulsive, it is not too strong, and his mind is not too broad.

He still remembered that a few years ago, he watched the players build houses, and was worried that the players would build strange obstacles to block his "vision" and "movement", and sneak up on him to cause trouble behind his back, so he made a " "Height Limit Order" came out.

However, as trust was established, he gradually began to discover that, faced with a world that was too realistic to be described in words, his players' feelings for the world were no less than those of him who had just arrived.

It is precisely because of this that many versions ago, he safely left many matters to the players to handle, allowing them to lead the aboriginal people in the wasteland toward the new era on his behalf.

It turns out once again that what they did was actually not bad, and was even far more efficient than deploying everything themselves.

The Alliance cannot and cannot be like the People's League in the past, expecting to complete all goals step by step, overdrawing the future for tens of years to build an infinitely great utopia, and then leaving a devastated ruins to die.

Rather than experiencing straight ups and downs, he hopes his children will be on a sustainable path.

Of course, those are all distant plans, and the gravity well will not be activated until the end of the month.

As for the moment, Chu Guang, wearing a holographic disguise, was sitting in a tavern in Kun Town, playing the messy Kun card with an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

To be honest, Chu Guang never thought about how this mess of rules could spread.

I have to say that Brother Mosquito is indeed a genius in marketing.

In comparison, the moles who copied the original game seemed a little dull.

However, one code after another, his card playing skills were indeed not very good, and he was actually outclassed by his IQ by someone who was just familiar with the rules.

Looking at the mosquito that couldn't hold back a card for a long time, Chu Guang, who was holding his chin in his hand, couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Hurry up, all the flowers I've been waiting for have faded."

Mosquito wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled sadly while holding a bunch of cards in his hand. The bodyguards of the Guards Corps hidden in the crowd were so nervous that they couldn't help but put their hands into their pockets.

"... Jie Jie Jie, brother, I have a lot of trouble. I didn't expect that I, the founder, could be driven to a dead end."

Amused by what he said, Chu Guang chuckled.

"Come on, if you're willing to admit defeat, just vote if you can't afford it."

"Vote? It's too early for you to be happy."

Mosquito smiled slyly again, grabbed three cards, and placed them on the table slowly like a villain.

"If I sacrifice this fusion and offer two cards in my hand to summon the manager who is riding Neeko...how should you respond?"

This golden legendary mosquito usually won't be taken out easily. Even if it happens to happen, it will be hidden in your hand.

After all, teasing managers in front of "NPCs" is a bit risky, as it's easy to get into trouble with people you can't afford to play with.

But the guy in front of me can understand all the jokes he says, and can also communicate with him in Mandarin. I guess he is also a player.

Since everyone is a player, it doesn't matter whether they play or not.

Looking at the two 8's horizontally on the attack power and defense power, Chu Guang threw away his hand with a speechless expression.

MMP!

It’s okay for the Legion to print me on the playing cards, this piece of shit will learn from it.

He finally understood why the poker players around him stopped playing with this so-called "founder".

"Tutu, this is how you play, right?"

Looking at Mosquito with a victorious smile on his face, Chu Guang raised his hand and tapped his ear twice.

The holographic light and shadow covering his face shook, and ripples spread out from the tip of his nose, revealing the true face hidden under the phantom.

Facing the half-smiling eyes, Mosquito's smile froze on his face for an instant.

It was like walking at night and seeing a ghost.

"What the hell!?"

Just when Mosquito was trembling and waiting for the divine punishment to come, Chu Guang did not kick him off the line, but just took away the "Myself Riding Nico" on the table.

The light blue ripples closed at the tip of his nose, and Chu Guang returned to his ordinary appearance.

"Managers are watching you. Do more good deeds in the future and don't take any chances."

Mosquito nodded tremblingly, and placed his fist on his chest at the speed of light, almost standing up straight.

"As you command!"

Shaking the card in his hand, Chu Guang stuffed it into his pocket and threw a few thousand yuan bills on the table.

"I won't charge you any royalties for your image rights. I bought this card and I won't use it again in the future."

Looking at the golden legend with only one piece, Mosquito nodded with a pained expression.

"Gan...cough! I mean, the little one knows."