This Game Is Too Realistic

"Brother, this fish soup is so delicious."

Blackwater Lane.

Near a shack in the northern city, a skinny young man gathered around a mud-yellow pot, watching his brother scoop a spoonful of milky white fish soup into the bowl, his mouth watering with greed.

The older man grinned at his younger brother and raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

"Does it smell good? I learned it from the guys from Silver Moon Bay."

As for who the waiter from Silver Moon Bay learned it from, he didn't know. I heard it was the way of eating in Hehehe Province.

The man's name is Saiyi, and the name of his brother next to him is Said. They are both from Shezhou. Their home is in the west and north of Shezhou, not far from the Gray Wolf Army's station.

A few months ago, he heard from the merchants who went to the village to move goods that the Southern Army was fighting fiercely with the Absaek commander in the north, and the supply of bullets and shells on the front line was in short supply. He could earn a lot of gold coins by coming to Yongye Port to work for the Weilant people, so So I brought my brother here to ask for work.

He didn't feel much guilt about working for the Weiland people. He was just worried that his identity as a Borneo would be revealed and he would be beaten if he got there.

After the battle came, he realized that his worries were completely unnecessary. There were quite a few Borneos unloading the shells of the Weiland people at Yongye Port, and some even did business with them.

Those big-nosed people didn't care whether they were Borneos or aliens from the desert. They just discriminated equally against all others except themselves.

Except for the "Blue Gophers" who they can't beat for the time being.

Of course, at this juncture, few people from the alliance will come.

Passing the bowl to his younger brother, Hou Yi couldn't wait to take a sip of the milky white soup. His whole face suddenly showed an intoxicated expression, and he drank it all in one breath.

"This tastes amazing!"

Seeing his brother's exaggerated expression, Sai Yi grinned and cursed "unskilled" and took a bite, his eyes involuntarily brightening immediately afterwards.

As soon as the soup flowed into his stomach, he felt a warm current rushing up from his lower abdomen to Tianxin. His whole body seemed to be soaked in a ball of warm cotton, which was indescribably comfortable and refreshing!

The word "absolutely amazing" is no exaggeration!

Isn't that what people live their whole lives just for?

He tasted it slowly, thinking about it slowly.

At this time, Said, who was still not happy, filled the pot with another bowl, and kept asking questions while drinking.

"Brother, where did you get this fish? I've never seen you do it before."

Saiyi said with a smile.

"Remember the brother from the family club across the street from us? It was he who took us to pick it up on the bank."

Said, who was drinking soup, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Picked it up? Brother, can you eat dead fish?"

Although he was afraid, he didn't stop drinking the soup. In the blink of an eye, half the bowl of fish soup went into his stomach.

Hearing this guy say unlucky words, Saiyi reached out and slapped him on the head.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What a dead fish! It was fine when I picked it up! And I wasn't the only one picking it up. Many people came there to pick it up!"

The younger brother who was suddenly hit by a melon looked aggrieved, covered his head with one hand and hid by the edge of the shack.

"But...how could such a good fish come ashore for no reason?"

Sai rolled his eyes at him.

"Who would have thought, even the fish soup I picked up for free can't stop your mouth, you care so much!"

Besides, the family member also ate it, would the family member cheat their own family member?

Those are all brothers!

The two brothers didn't talk nonsense anymore. You drank a ladle and I drank all the delicacies in the pot. It was just that one drank with trepidation and the other drank with peace of mind.

After the two of them finished eating, they cleared away the dishes and sat under the shack to rest lazily.

The fighting was fierce throughout the day, and the Alliance men beat the Legion men until they fled into the concrete houses to the north.

Seeing that the big noses suffered a loss, the prisoners in Katnod Prison ran back home, and the entire port was in chaos.

He doesn't care about who wins. It doesn't matter who wins anyway. He just wants to start working again and make money as soon as possible.

Thinking about the wonderful life after returning to his hometown after being rich and wealthy, Sai Yi couldn't help but grinned happily, as if he had really lived in a house of thousands of square meters and saw his beautiful and beautiful wife with a second wife.

The villagers looked at him with envy in their eyes. The village chief praised him for his potential. Zaid's father even held his hand cordially, invited him to become a high official, and politely asked him for tips on how to get rich.

Saiyi smiled sheepishly, but in the face of those pairs of admiring eyes, he finally had the nerve to hide his shame, so he reached out and took it out in his arms.

The gold coin given by the Weiland man seemed to have been cast by some magic. As he slapped it on the ground, a tall building that could accommodate thousands of people was raised.

At this moment, the eyes looking at him were like looking at living gods, which made him feel indescribable joy and satisfaction.

When people are alive, don’t they just want fame and fortune?

As the saying goes, if you learn martial arts, you can gain access to an imperial family, and you can make Zaid's father look like he's hungry for talent. He has come to this world in vain!

He wasn't here to wonder whether the folks were doing well, but his "thirsty" eyes really pierced his heart.

With his heart feeling happy, Saiyi scattered a few more "golden pieces", and millions of large houses and roads were added to the land.

The faces of the villagers were all happy, and Zaid also had a smile on his face. That happy look was the best of both worlds.

Although the gold was quickly scattered, Saiyi did not panic at all and just bowed his hand towards Zaid's father.

"Don't worry, these big-nosed gold coins are easy to come by. I have plenty of strength. I will get you some more coins right now."

After saying that, he stood up with a slap on his knees and staggered onto the street. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be back in the distant Yongye Port.

He remembered that the Weiland people seemed to be in the north, so he walked towards the north.

However, at this moment, he did not notice that there were many people like him.

A staggering figure walked out of the door on time as if they had made an appointment, walking in the same direction like a puppet on strings.

Night has fallen on the streets, but the battle in the settlement is not over yet.

Stanford, the commander of the city defense army, was still clamoring for a decisive battle with the Alliance and Enterprise, and for coexistence and death with the Legion.

Naturally, the alliance cannot let him go.

The Jungle Corps and the First Division of the Wilant Expeditionary Force are attacking the front of the northern city, while the Enterprise's 100th Mountain Division is cutting off the connection between the northern city and Blackwater Lane to prevent the remnants of the Southern Army from escaping.

The crackling sound of gunfire was like a cannon, but Sai Yi, who was walking towards the sound of gunfire step by step, seemed not to hear it.

It wasn't until he passed through the war zone and stood in the middle of the street where companies and legions were fighting that the people on both sides discovered this group of uninvited guests.

Seeing the civilians who suddenly appeared on the street, Tang Feng, who was lying behind the bunker, was shocked and shouted anxiously towards the staggering figure.

"Hey! Come back quickly! This is the front line! You guys are dying!"

However, the man didn't seem to hear him. He just turned his face stiffly and followed the voice to ask.

"Waillant?"

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, but he still shouted to Yu at the top of his voice.

"Yes! The Vaillantes! They are right across from us, and these wolf cubs haven't given up yet!"

"On the other side..."

The demented eyes gradually became brighter.

As if he had found his target, Saiyi suddenly quickened his steps and staggered up the street towards the opposite side of the street where gunshots were ringing out.

As he ran, he called you in a crazy voice.

"Hey! Do you want anyone? I have the strength to help you carry ammunition!"

He was not the only one to start running. Everyone who wandered here from Blackwater Alley took a step forward and rushed up desperately, fearing that they would run too slow and not get their turn.

There were thousands of people in Wuyang Wuyang, and in just a few breaths the deserted streets were filled to the brim.

Not only Tang Feng and the other team members were dumbfounded, but also the Wilante soldiers lying behind the bunker on the opposite side were dumbfounded.

"Go away! Damn it! Don't these animals understand human language?"

The young man holding the machine gun was sweating on his forehead. He rubbed the trigger with his index finger and shouted loudly at the crowd, trying to scare away the desperate guys.

If there were only one or two annoying short-lived ghosts, he would definitely not hesitate, but now that there were thousands of them in front of him, he couldn't make a move.

However, although he still had some conscience left, his superior did not.

The red-eyed centurion drew his gun and put it to his head, roaring at him.

"Shoot!!"

"But--"

"I told you to shoot!!"

No one can guarantee whether this is a trick created by the alliance.

What if people from the Alliance are hiding inside?

He didn't dare to take the risk!

As he spoke, the centurion raised his gun and fired a shot at the group of people running like zombies in front of him.

One of the unlucky ones was shot and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Ahhhh!!"

Looking at the red battlefield, the young man from Vaillant lying behind the machine gun roared with red eyes. He finally used his roar to drive away the cowardice in his chest and pulled the iron-welded trigger.

Accompanied by a burst of gunfire, the crowd on the street fell instantly like wheat, and the ground was covered with mud mixed with flesh and blood.

People on both sides had red eyes.

Tang Feng no longer cared about discipline and discipline, and rushed out of the bunker with the team beside him, and under the cover of a single drone, he headed toward the opposite position to kill him.

Although the equipment of the soldiers on the company's side had the absolute upper hand, the Wilantes on the opposite side were not vegetarians.

After all, they are a by-product of the Gestalt Life Project, and the war factor flowing in their blood has been certified by Prosperity Era technology.

In this way, the two sides started fighting across the crowd.

Concerned about civilian casualties, the team led by Tang Feng was at a disadvantage for a while. Two teammates were shot and dragged down.

The Weilant people didn't get any benefits either. They scolded the companies and the alliance for not practicing martial ethics and driving civilians to the front lines to serve as cannon fodder.

The battle lasted for a full half hour, and there were few living people left on the street, or they were lying half-dead on the ground, panting.

For example, Sayi.

Lying on the ground, he completely woke up from his dream. Looking at the thick plasma around him, he felt cold all over.

Where is this?

He wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound. It felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed in his mouth.

Only then did he realize that there was a big hole in his chest, and his intestines were leaking out.

The roar of artillery fire seemed to be separated by a layer of wall, and there was also the faint sound of fighter planes roaring past, but he gradually lost hearing it.

He saw with his remaining consciousness that in the end it seemed that the corporate people won, and those big noses raised the white flag and dropped their guns.

The radio broadcast on the street seemed to say that the city defense commander Stanford and the personal guards beside him were captured by the Union Jungle Corps.

Apparently not all of the Willantians were willing to live or die with the Confederate Army.

Tyr?

Who is that?

From beginning to end, they were only loyal to Marshal Julius...

Slowly, Sai Yi couldn't hear anything.

At this time, an armored vehicle drove over from the direction of the port, and two high-ranking officers got out of the vehicle.

One of them is the division commander and the other is the staff officer.

Looking at the corpses strewn on the ground on Glory Street, the resolute division commander couldn't help but look moved, and the staff officer standing next to him couldn't help but say something.

"This is too tragic..."

The whole street was dyed red with flesh and intestines, and he couldn't even find a place to put his feet.

The teacher walked up to Tang Feng expressionlessly, looked at the gray-faced young man and asked Yu coldly.

"What did you do! Didn't your superiors ask you to guard! Who asked you to attack!"

"I……"

Faced with this fierce questioning, Tang Feng was at a loss for words. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't come up with an explanation.

This is so weird to review.

So much so that even if he was asked to retell what happened, he wouldn't know where to start.

A group of people suddenly rushed up, and then the Weirant people opened fire, and they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The result was that just when they were about to knock down the opposing position, the allies successfully defeated the opposing command post, and the remaining Weiland people surrendered themselves.

As for those unlucky ones who died...

They tried to save people because of their fever, but they didn't save anyone.

"...I'm waiting for your report." After taking a look at the prisoners not far away and the wounded soldiers lying on the stretchers, the division commander glared at him with a sullen face, dropped these words and turned back to the car. .

With the sound of the engine starting, the armored vehicle drove away from the street, leaving only a few soldiers of the Valantian Expeditionary Force.

They came here at short notice after hearing about the situation here.

Kuruan, carrying the LD-47 rifle on his back, stepped forward, squatted in front of the corpse on the ground and frowned. He dipped his index finger into blood and put it under his nose to smell it.

The enterprise soldier on the side glanced at him.

"What did you smell?"

Kuruan stood up and shook his head.

"no."

His nose is not a microscope, so it would be weird if he could smell something.

However, he did smell a hint of conspiracy from this pile of corpses.

Suddenly, something appeared in his mind.

Could it be that...

Snake oil? !

Seeing that this guy had been pretending to be mysterious for a long time but only managed to suppress his anger, the corporate soldier couldn't help but curled his lips and looked away from him.

Bai Xiang has such a big nose.

Not far away, two soldiers guarding the prisoners were smoking and chatting.

"It's really unlucky. I couldn't stop him, and my captain got criticized."

"You said these guys are so unafraid of death, why don't you let that Absek carry a gun?"

"Guizhiyu, why don't you wake me up and ask?"

"I love you."

The soldier who was laughing and cursing glanced at the corpses on the ground next to him, and fell silent again for a while.

He really couldn't understand why they were doing this.

This time many people died again.

But it seems like my death was in vain again...

…

Norton City.

In the majestic forest castle, the candles placed in front of the statue of Marshal Julius have been extinguished, leaving only gold candlesticks.

According to the tradition of the Weiland people, when the last candle at the funeral goes out, it means that the soul of the person has passed away to another world.

However, people's longing for the person and the pain of losing them will not simply dissipate because the person is separated.

For example, at this moment, Saren's face was sinking as he sat in front of the statue of Marshal Julius.

The gold armor had been changed into regular clothes of silk and satin after the funeral. His shoulders were no longer so sore and his muscles were no longer tense, but the weight on his heart had not been reduced at all. On the contrary, It's getting heavier and heavier.

If he is already the emperor and prime minister of the Eastern Empire, with thousands of supporters and supreme power in one body, it can be said that he has got his wish...

Somehow, in just one day, the joy and excitement in his heart disappeared after reaching the top, leaving only tastelessness and emptiness.

He actually got what he wanted a long time ago. The only difference was that he changed the title of the legion commander to the emperor, and there was no longer a half-dead god above his head. Apart from that, there was nothing else. The difference.

On the other hand, the things he needs to worry about are more than twice as many as before.

People will not die because of Marshal Julius, but will transfer their loyalty to that lord.

Even himself.

He can no longer put everything on loyalty, but must think about his future path.

Every step forward is a path that has been envisioned before, and there is no chance of regret.

Only now did he gradually realize what the respected Marshal Julius had done for them.

"...I thought I would be happy for a longer time, but I didn't expect that this joy only lasted for just one day. I began to doubt whether those cheers were true, and whether those who were loyal to me were really loyal. to me."

"Maybe my staff is right. The empire and the emperor are indeed not the best choices. Choosing yesterday means leaving the problem to tomorrow... Am I right? Respect Marshal Julius."

Burying the bridge of his nose between his palms, he took a deep breath and murmured to himself as if praying.

"When we are ambitious and want to create history, but we are already caught in the turbulent flow of history without realizing it, we have to do it for the sake of necessity... Only you can understand my troubles."

It's a pity that he can only say these inner words to Marshal Julius alone.

Long sighs echoed in the hall, like the sound of singing bells at dusk.

In fact, he never had any lofty ambitions and ideals, he just wanted to be a Shoufu king.

This is also the wish shared by almost all the military nobles of the Eastern Legion.

The solemn and solemn statue of Julius still has a burning gaze, but its courage and wisdom will no longer be shared with anyone, and it will no longer be able to lead his people through the fog.

That's history.

Just when Saren was lost in memories, footsteps came from the door of the hall.

A captain of ten thousand men walked up to him and stood in front of him, with a respectful look on his face and performed a military salute.

"Your Majesty, Yongye Port has fallen."

Saren, who was sitting in front of the statue, stood up and cast a questioning look at the officer in front of him.

"When was the love affair?"

"At noon on the same day," the officer said solemnly, "I heard that the alliance landed in the morning and drove 20,000 city defense troops out of the northern city in just two hours."

Saren nodded, and then asked Wei again.

"Where is their fleet?"

The officer looked solemn and continued to talk.

"From the Alliance newspaper... it should have been completely wiped out by the South China Sea Alliance fleet near Serik Island."

Saren didn't know where Wasserik Island was.

But when I heard that the Southern Legion fleet had been completely destroyed, I couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds.

Seeing that His Majesty was deep in thought, the officer couldn't help but ask you anxiously.

"Are we... just going to watch them lose?"

He is not a fan of eastward expansion, nor does he agree that a direct conflict with the alliance is a good idea, but Yongye Port is, after all, the territory conquered by the Weiland people.

But he didn't know that the initial plan proposed by the eastward expansion faction was not a radical plan like conquering the Great Rift Valley. The request was just to expand the army's territory further east.

In the end, they formed a force that no one could stop, until they shot themselves to death on the beach.

Saren gave him a meaningful look, then looked away.

"That's what they asked for. You'd better not sympathize with them too much...but it's really heartbreaking to see them squandering their wealth. Maybe we should do something."

The officer was stunned for a moment.

"You mean..."

Saren slowly spoke.

"I remember that at the end of the Zhuobar Mountains, there is a port in the southwest corner of Luoxia Province, directly south of the Falcon Kingdom."

The officer nodded, hesitantly.

"There is indeed a port...but there are no resources there, and the Falcon Kingdom has not been developed much."

It was purely a place for transferring supplies.

Later, because they promised to the alliance that they would no longer supply military supplies to Sails Port to interfere with the situation in Borneo, the port was abandoned for a time.

Later, someone concocted the Xifan Port tragedy. Needless to say who concocted it, the port was even less useful.

Looking at his subordinate with a puzzled expression, Saren smiled faintly and continued speaking in a slow voice.

"People are resources, people are wealth...Didn't a certain guy already demonstrate it to us?"

Whether it is Pioneer City or Bicester Town, the Alliance deliberately placed these two chess pieces at their doorsteps, not just to "corrupt" them and subtly change their views on labor and creativity. Is it a concept?

He is not blind, he has seen all the changes in the two settlements.

In short, the fall of Yongye Port was not entirely bad for the new Eastern Empire.

It even included the Southern Army's 2.7 million square mile colony.

If the Alliance really liberated those places, the people living there would have to have a new place.

And these immigrants will not only bring their wealth, but also their knowledge and technology, as well as methods and ideas.

National justice is obviously outdated for the Alliance, but it is just right for the Eastern Empire whose economy is completely controlled by the manor and military nobles.

He was quite interested in the "southern" methods of managing indentured labor, so he took this opportunity to learn about it.

After a pause, Saren said again.

"Once the logistics hub of Yongye Port is lost, it is only a matter of time before the Borneo war zone collapses."

"I remember that McClun happened to be at Saifan Port. I asked him to prepare and bring back our compatriots and their property when the situation changes."

"From now on, the coastal land on the west side of the Zhuobar Mountains will be our special zone, and it will also be our outlet to the sea in the eastern world."

"Just call it...New Sails Harbor."

…

In just one day, news of the fall of Yongye Port quickly spread throughout the wasteland.

It was not only the Eastern Empire that was greatly shocked, but also the Bugra Free State in the north of the alliance.

Firestone Building.

Looking at the report handed over by his subordinates, Sigma's face was as gloomy as the lake in winter while sitting at the desk.

At first, he did not regard the alliance as a threat, and even regarded it as a new profit growth point like other shareholders. When he came back to his senses, he found that the baby who had been babbling had grown into a giant, which frightened him.

What they possess is not only powerful force, but also pervasive ideas.

Just as they tried to use crime to corrode the Alliance's fortress, they also suffered from the erosion of the Alliance's other ideas.

And when the Alliance resisted their corruption and completely closed the legal loopholes in the competition with them, so that profiteers in the Free State had no loopholes to exploit and could only do business in parts, what the Alliance preached However, they couldn't stop the curse.

More and more residents of the Free State are realizing what the problem is.

The Great Rift Valley does occasionally have some ridiculous surprises, but it is never the Great Rift Valley that directly oppresses them, but the power that is unfettered and monopolizes everything.

That is the root of everything!

On the other hand, others are like poison, penetrating into every cell of the Free State. If those bulls and horses really believed the Alliance's lies, then the Free State would be doomed.

If only I had not taken advantage of the collapse of the Stone City to make a profit, but instead united with the old nobles to strangle these guys in the cradle...

Especially since he didn't get the weapon in the end!

Sigma regretted his greed more than once, but now it seems that it is too late to think about it.

Even if the Firestone Group wanted to help the Southern Army, they would not be able to change anything with their strength. It would even be difficult for them to influence the political situation of Borneo...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the office.

After turning off the holographic screen, Sigma turned his office chair slightly and said "come in" towards the door.

The door opened from the outside, and a man with a formal expression and a straight face came in.

The person who came was none other than Odo, the governor of the Free State.

Looking at Sigma sitting behind the desk, he took a deep breath and said nervously.

"The Alliance formally submitted a diplomatic application to us, demanding that we hand over Kondela in strong terms, claiming that this person was involved in the nuclear explosion incident in Haiya Province——"

Sigma was too lazy to listen to the content behind it, so he said it casually in a nonchalant tone.

"Then just hand him over."

Otto said hesitantly.

"But... he knows the secret of our cooperation with the Bone Chewing Tribe and the Torch Church. I'm worried that he will reveal this part of the story."

"Are you a pig? Why would you ask such a stupid question? I will let him die alive?" Sigma cursed impatiently.

After hearing these words, although the corners of Otto's mouth twitched, he was relieved in his heart, and the nervous expression on his face also relaxed a little.

Even though that was trouble for his predecessor, at the end of the day it was still shit on their asses.

"By the way, Great Rift Valley invited me to a meeting next month... What do you think?"

Sigma said in a calm tone.

"You make your own arrangements. I will contact you if you have any other requirements."

Otto nodded slightly, respectfully like a servant.

"yes."