This Game Is Too Realistic

Just as he paddled on the edge and boarded the plane, a massive battle began in the Laka Industrial Zone in the northwest of Yongye Port!

This industrial zone is located on the southeast bank of the Laka River. It has two railways and a deep-water port, connecting 4 processing centers, 5 mining bases and a U-shaped shipyard.

In addition, there are still 300,000 survivors living in the local area, and one in four of them are industrial workers and engineers employed by the Yat Industrial Group.

The materials produced in this area not only supply the front line of the Borneo war zone, but also supply large and small military factories along the two railway lines.

The armor steel used in the production line of the Conqueror 10 tank comes from the steel factory in this region!

Nearly 1/3 of the total GDP of the entire Southern Army is produced in this industrial zone, or is indirectly affected by it!

It is no exaggeration to say that once the Raqqa Industrial Zone is lost, the blow to the Southern Army will be even more severe than losing 1/3 of the territory.

It is precisely because of its key strategic significance that both warring parties regard this industrial zone as a battleground.

Responsible for the defense task in this area is Captain Rubis, the famous "Desert Lion" of the Southern Army.

This man was born in the City of Triumph into a military aristocratic family. He received military education from an early age and became a captain of ten thousand at the age of only 35. He commanded the 1.11 millionth team and fought against the mutants and predator tribes in the desert. Combat.

His glorious record was when he served as commander of thousands, when he led a team of thousands of young soldiers to defeat a mutant tribe with several times the strength of his own with few casualties.

It is precisely because of this amazing record that he has been regarded as a rising star by the officers of Art City for a long time.

However, just when his career seemed to be going smoothly, the Saipan Port tragedy suddenly broke out. "Invading Borneo Province" and "defending the property of the Wilantes with guns and artillery" suddenly became the unanimous consensus of the Southern Army.

Although there was a hint of conspiracy in this, no one cared about it amid the wave of public outrage.

The young men of the young men were eager to go to the front line and cut off a few heads to vent their anger. The officers of the long men were even more eager to get a few more medals on their chests.

He was the only one who was different. Not only did he make sarcastic remarks when the situation was good, but he also criticized Gurion's violent and contradictory actions in Saipan Port with fierce words.

These remarks were obviously inappropriate at the time, and it was no surprise that he was hostile to General Gulion and was marginalized by the Southern Army faction.

In this way, the famous "Desert Lion" sat on the bench for most of the world until the Alliance troops landed at Yongye Port and defeated the local city defense army and hundreds of thousands of reserves. The Southern Army It suddenly occurred to me that I still have such a capable person.

But Lubis did not live up to the expectations of the Southern Army Command. He quickly took up the banner of organized defense, evacuated key industrial facilities in the Raqqa Industrial Zone before the arrival of the Alliance bombers, and used local materials. Local building materials were used to build this industrial zone located in the desert into an impregnable fortress.

It has to be said that this guy has two skills. With only 10,000 soldiers, he was able to sustain two rounds of alliance attacks and successfully waited until reinforcements arrived from the rear.

There are currently nearly 300,000 garrison troops stationed in the Raqqa Industrial Zone!

In addition to the 111, 112, and 1.13 million troops, he also has 7 servant troops of 11,000 troops, and 200,000 Glorious Army cannon fodder!

On the Alliance side, it consists of the Skeleton Corps, the Jungle Corps and the Goblin Corps, plus two divisions of the Valantian Expeditionary Force and the Enterprise's 100th Mountain Division.

There seems to be a huge disparity in military strength between the two sides, but if we ignore the 200,000 make-up clones, the gap is actually not that big.

In addition, the air superiority and armor superiority are both on the alliance's side. The Skeleton Corps' self-propelled artillery fires two 155mm rounds every now and then, and the Goblin Corps' W-3 is moving bombs into the industrial area every day to blow up the defenders. It was miserable.

However, despite this, the defenders of the Raqqa Industrial Zone still held on for a full month under the command of General Lubis, and did not show any signs of decline.

As the commander of the attacking side, Mole couldn't help but sigh, this time they really hit a ruthless character.

However, I don't know why, this ruthless character did not appear on the battlefield in Borneo Province, but appeared when they entered the "flat push" stage.

This must be a truly loyal minister.

I just don’t know if it’s the last one…

On a gentle sand dune, a mole stood in a tank turret, holding a telescope and looking at the sand castle in the distance.

The Legion built the concrete fortress on the reverse slope of the dune, and deployed a large number of anti-tank guns inside, as well as the Conqueror 10 turret that was removed from the unfinished production line.

The anti-armor firepower fulcrums are like "reefs" buried under the sea of ​​sand.

I have to say, this is a genius idea.

Not only does it solve the problem of the Conqueror 10 turret flying into the sky, it also limits the performance of the Alliance's anti-vehicle electromagnetic gun to a certain extent.

However, with the arrival of a batch of equipment code-named "Wolf Spider", this tough battle has almost come to an end.

Without waiting for a long time, the mole quickly saw eight-legged spider robots painted in desert colors quickly climbing under the fortresses.

It was the latest product of Jushi Military Industry, and it was also the masterpiece of Shelter No. 100’s self-developed technology!

The eight-legged "Wolf Spider" robot improved from the "Cross Spider" can carry a warhead of up to 100 kilograms, shuttle freely in a half-human-high tunnel, and use its forelimb tools to break obstacles and cleverly place bombs in Need a place.

This thing can be called a fixed bunker killer!

If the "蟞-type" engineering armor is made for construction, then this thing is specially designed to demolish homes.

Not long after, the roar of fighter jets breaking through the sound barrier was heard in the air, followed by a barrage of cannons that rained down on the Weiland people's frontline positions.

Rows of sand and dust rose into the sky, each person tall. Many soldiers were stunned, but not a single head was recovered.

The soldiers of the 1.11 millionth unit have long been accustomed to alliance air raids.

One by one, they skillfully lowered their bodies, pressed their helmets against the inner wall of the trench, and waited patiently for the air raid to end.

At this moment, they did not realize that the cannon that dropped from the sky was just to push them back into the bunker, and this goal had obviously been achieved.

Just as they were avoiding the air raid, the truly deadly little spiders were moving on their eight flexible legs, pouring into the bunkers connected by trenches and tunnels like quicksand, and headed straight for Tibet. Inside is the ammo rack!

In order to facilitate the loading of anti-tank guns and Conqueror turrets, although these fixed weapon and ammunition racks are separated from each other, they basically cannot be placed too far away.

The internal structure of these bunkers is not as operable as those mechanical spiders and intelligence players expected. It is in the shape of an "H" shape, and the shells and ammunition are only separated by a thick iron door.

These iron doors are obviously produced by the factory in the Laka Industrial Zone, where tank armor steel is urgently processed.

Although these iron doors are more than enough to withstand the shock wave of explosions, they obviously cannot stop the plasma cutting gun with temperatures of thousands of degrees!

The mechanical spider broke into the bunker and quickly eliminated the artillery that had been distracted by the air strike. Before the soldiers outside noticed it, a plasma knife flashing with a light blue electric arc popped out from its dexterous forelimb.

With a buzzing sound, these "wolf spiders" cut off the connecting parts of the iron door in just a few breaths, and completely removed the crudely made door panel from the wall.

The iron gate fell to the ground, and the mechanical spider ducked in, freed up its two mechanical limbs and quickly completed the deployment of the explosives.

When the soldiers who were guarding the position finally came to their senses, dozens of kilograms of concentrated explosives were stuffed into their iron barrel-like position, and placed in ammunition racks at the anti-tank fire fulcrums. Below!

"Boom——!"

The deafening sound of the explosion sounded almost instantly, and the flames of the explosion spread across the rolling desert, and the sand wall rising into the sky was like a sandstorm rising from the ground!

That boiling flame was not only contributed by the bomb itself, but also a considerable amount of it came from the explosive ammunition!

Looking at the burning bunkers and standing at the front line, the commander's eyes were blood red and his face was ashen, with despair written all over his face.

On the other side, the Mole had a winner's smile on his face.

"It's over."

When he finished speaking, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and gave the order to attack.

"Attention all units! Advance forward!"

A uniform answer came from the communication channel——

"receive!"

Just as the order was issued, hundreds of tanks of the Skeleton Corps started their engines, and like a sandstorm sweeping the earth, they rushed towards the position of the 1.11 millionth team.

In addition to the tanks, there were 300 Chimera armored vehicles advancing forward, as well as thousands of soldiers of the Valantian Expeditionary Force sitting in the carriages!

Tracers as thick as pythons shuttled across the battlefield, suppressing the soldiers of the Southern Legion who were struggling under the firelight and thick smoke and unable to raise their heads.

The position of the 1.11 millionth man unit was instantly penetrated, and then the company's 100th Mountain Division attacked along the gap in the defense line, and quickly attacked the flanks of the 1.12th and 1.13 millionth unit, completely bypassing this iron barrel. The sharpest edge on the battlefield!

The fierce battle broke out instantly, and it became white-hot just a few seconds after it broke out!

The desert that was silent one second suddenly boiled the sea water, and the fierce offensive stunned the entire Raqqa Industrial Zone defenders.

Seeing the front line collapse, seven 10,000-strong servant troops quickly moved forward to push forward. As a result, they collided head-on with the armored spearheads of the Skeleton Corps and the soldiers of the Valantian Expeditionary Force who rushed into the position following the "Chimera" armored vehicle. !

Facing the ferocious offensive, these seven servant armies instantly transformed from fire-fighting vanguards into seven dwarfs, and they were scurrying away after being bombarded by machine guns and overwhelming tank shells.

Facts have proved that the Weirant people are indeed born warriors, especially after replacing their inferior bulletproof armor with the Alliance's "Five Type" exoskeleton, their combat effectiveness has risen to a higher level, second only to those who are not afraid Dead player!

However, General Lubis, who was in command, was a ruthless person, at least more ruthless than Commander Stanford of the Yongye Port City Defense Army, and he did not surrender.

Seeing that the gap was forming and the defense zone was gradually evolving into a complete defeat, without saying a word, he directly led the Guards to fill it in. At that time, the Glorious Army launched a suicidal charge towards the Alliance position, which instantly changed the situation. Got two dollars back.

However, it is obviously unrealistic to try to save the Southern Army, which is almost doomed to defeat, by relying on only two advantages.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Skeleton Corps' self-propelled artillery and the Goblin Corps' air-dropped cluster bombs, the one hundred thousand clone soldiers were like a wave of waves spread out on the beach. They were bombarded to pieces before they had time to disperse.

Thick blood mist condensed into an airtight red wall. The bloody scene shocked everyone on the battlefield, and also caused the seven servant armies, whose morale was on the verge of collapse, to surrender one after another.

After all, once the clones are dead, they will be the next cannon fodder.

Although they are fighting for the Southern Army, they are still conscious of their identity as aliens.

As the seven servant armies of ten thousand people surrendered, the remaining three regular army armies of ten thousand people gradually gave up their resistance, threw away their weapons and accepted the alliance's prisoners.

So far, the Southern Army has not only gone to the logistics hub of Yongye Port, but the largest centralized industrial zone has also completely fallen into the hands of the alliance.

Having gone to all the strategic pivots in the south, it is only a matter of time before the colony covering 2.7 million square kilometers falls.

After realizing that the defeat was certain, General Lubis said nothing, ordered the Guards to surrender, and then drew his gun and ended his own life.

There were seven officers who committed suicide with him, including his adjutant, staff officer and guard captain.

Mole originally wanted to chat with this opponent who had been entangled with him for more than half a month, but he didn't expect that this guy actually left.

"Pity……"

After listening to the report of the soldiers of the expeditionary force, the mole standing on the tank turret looked a little melancholy and said with regret.

"Everyone with thick eyebrows and big eyes surrendered, but a few normal people were loyal... He should survive and play some role after the war."

Irena said with a subtle expression.

"Perhaps he is tired. This ending is a relief for him. At least he has repaid the kindness of the Southern Army to him in his own way."

Elf King Fugui sighed and said.

"I always feel that it would be better for the survivors of the Southern Legion if he gave up earlier. At least it would allow us to end their long and lasting pain as soon as possible."

Irena glanced at him.

"You are looking at the problem from God's perspective again."

Elf King Fugui: "Is there any problem?"

Lao Na thought for a while, and was rare and not funny, but said something that was quite inconsistent with his image.

“God can’t solve any problem, and that’s the biggest problem.”

Elf King Fugui scratched his head and was about to say something when he saw a group of dark-skinned guys standing in the distance.

They are burly, with mouths protruding forward, and their soybean-like eyes exude bloodthirsty light.

Irena's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly recognized that these guys were the specialty of the desert - gray mutants!

Unlike the green mutants in Jinchuan and River Valley provinces, these guys have slightly higher IQs and are used to cooperating with human groups with similar habits.

Such as slave traders and plundering tribes.

Both the Southern Army and the Eastern Army have the bad habit of hiring these guys.

A group of soldiers from the expeditionary force surrounded them, aiming their guns at their heads, and the rear ones also pointed those large-caliber gadgets at the front ones, grinning and bluffing.

The atmosphere between the two sides is tense, and there may be a conflict at any time!

Mole stretched out his hand and patted the top cover of the turret, signaling the driver to drive the tank over. Then he stopped in front of the group of mutants and looked at the leader of the mutants, slightly raising his chin.

"Who are you?"

The burly mutant raised his head and looked at the mole who was standing on the tank asking him questions, and then glanced at the gun barrel under him with a rather fearful look.

"I am the leader of the Sad Wind Clan, Fengyu."

Wind whisper?

Mole gave him a strange look. This guy's name was quite poetic, so he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Oh? Then what are you doing here?"

"They are prisoners!" The company commander leading the team stared at the mutants fiercely, and said before the big man, "They claimed to surrender, but even after we agreed, they refused to put down their weapons. ”

"Prisoner? I'm not a prisoner."

Feng Yu scoffed and continued hummingly.

"We are mercenaries of General Lubis. Now that they have lost, our contract with them is over. By the way, your battle is not over yet, let's talk about the business."

"Business?" Mole raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, "What can we talk about?"

Not realizing at all that he was in danger, the gray-black mutant thought the other party was asking about the price, so he hummed and continued.

"We can help the Weiland people fight, and of course we can help you fight. We don't want anything else, as long as you take the captured prisoner as one of our three! It would be better if you can give us Weiland women, they are the best It’s viable and not easy to break!”

The Vaillant soldiers standing next to them all stared at these beasts with murderous eyes, their teeth gnashing loudly.

The Mole glanced at the beast and asked with a smile.

"Sounds good. Where is your tribe?"

Feng Yu was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he didn't think twice and immediately said in that vague voice.

"It's just a little east of the north, an abandoned city about 20 miles away from here!"

Mole nodded, not caring about this guy's situation, and looked at Lao Na aside and said.

"The place will be wiped out in a while."

Irena said with a smile.

"Give it to the Jungle Corps, they are professionals."

Feng Yu was stunned for two seconds when he heard the words. His expression was shocked at first, and then changed to furious.

At this moment, no matter how stupid it is, it has come to its senses. What are these human things talking about?

"You! You are the enemy of the Sadwind clan! I will tear you apart!"

Seeing the furious mutant raising his gun barrel and pointing it at him, Mole sneered and got back into the turret, kicking the driver's seat.

"What are you talking about with these guys? Run over them!"

…

Province of Batoya, city of Aventre.

An atmosphere of despair enveloped the entire settlement, making the already cold dark clouds and steel look even colder.

The plague arrived one step ahead of the war, and medicines, cigarettes, and canned goods became the most in-demand commodities, but the glory and dignity of the Wilante people seemed worthless at this moment.

A chilling atmosphere filled the street, and only a few pedestrians were walking in a hurry.

Most shops have been closed.

It's not entirely because of the martial law, but mostly because there's nothing left to sell on the shelves.

Two months have passed since the implementation of the "Decisive Mission" plan, and the situation of the Southern Army has not improved at all, but has fallen into a deeper quagmire.

Factories and farmlands have lost their labor force, and production lines have lost raw materials and orders at the same time.

The most critical thing is that the entire supply chain of the Southern Legion society has been completely destroyed.

It's like a roller coaster ride.

Going from one cycle to another is not as simple as turning the car around.

Besides, even if you want to turn around now, it's too late...

Soldiers with live ammunition patrolled the streets at regular pace, but their shiny military boots and thorns could not bring the slightest sense of security to the people who stayed behind.

The remaining residents in the city closed their windows tightly and did not dare to expose a crack in the curtains.

People in the streets and alleys were confused, and they couldn't make up their minds whether those guys carrying guns were their relatives or enemies, and whether they were the ones who had been thinking hard enough to get a permit to stay in the city. What a great idea.

But then again, where can they go without waiting in the city?

At least there is food in the city, but in the countryside, you might become someone else’s meal.

As for crossing the Whirlpool Sea to get to Weiland Province, that is also not an easy task.

If we had started early and there was a car going there, now we would really have to walk there on two legs.

Yes.

The promise of "sending everyone to the Triumph City to attend the funeral of Commander Julius" was once again unfulfilled.

But no one was surprised.

After all, it's not the first time.

It's not just the residents of this city who are confused. The eyes of the people who are walking like clockwork toy soldiers are also full of hesitation.

What on earth is Tyr doing?

What are the senior leaders of the Southern Army thinking?

Why did General Gulion's troops march forward yesterday, but why did they suddenly change today?

Why have their enemies not collapsed yet, but they are showing signs of aging...

At this moment, they no longer fantasize about the land under the sun. They just hope that time can go back to a long time ago, when everything had not become like this.

Compared with the scorching sun in Mantou Port, this place is simply another extreme...

It was not only the people living in the city of Avent who were anxious, but also the captains of ten thousand who were riding in the same chariot as Tyr.

Although their supply of cigarettes, canned meat and spirits has not been affected, and there is even a surplus that can be distributed to girls in need, the war situation is deteriorating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pressure they bear is no less than that of those girls in need. There are few of them.

Comprehensive war is different from local war. There is no such thing as surrendering and losing half. If you lose, you can apologize and pay compensation and that's it.

They are not here for money at all. Maybe I don’t even want to talk to them, but I want them to die!

Provisional High Command of the City of Avente.

The conference room, which was less than twenty meters tall, was packed with people, and the atmosphere was depressing and heavy.

Until yesterday, they had meetings in a place with windows, but today they moved into this windowless bunker.

As for the reason, it was because of a plane roaring over the city of Avente.

Although there were no bombs dropped on the plane, but there were only some flyers scattered with the words "You can get lunch and beds with your ticket", it still made many people tense up their sensitive nerves.

The flames of war finally reached their brows, and even the highest-ranking officers panicked.

The only one who is still calm is probably Tyr himself.

The head of the General Affairs Department of the Southern Army swallowed, opened the notepad in his hand, and broke the silent and depressing atmosphere on the conference table with a trembling voice.

"I have to say a few words... Our production line is almost at a standstill, and the weapons inventory is enough for half a pound at most. If we cannot increase production personnel as soon as possible, we will soon be overwhelmed by logistical pressure."

Words from the heart are always harsh.

When he said this, he buried his head low, not daring to meet anyone's eyes, and he was already mentally prepared to be pointed at and scolded.

However, to his surprise, he did not wait for the yelling from his colleagues, but instead waited for a tired sigh.

It was the secretary of Homeland Defense, a bureaucrat who had only recently become important.

"Let's put aside the production matters for a while... Just yesterday, our Ravenka Industrial Zone fell."