This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 323 It seems that even God is on our side!

  The corner of an underground commercial complex, a room full of debris.

   With the help of two assistants and several guerrilla soldiers, Maban quickly vacated the room, which was less than 20 square meters.

   Borrowed three sets of tables, chairs and three beds from the warehouse. Maban found a piece of wood to write on and hung it at the door. The Alliance Office in Hope Township was officially established.

  The work has just started, everything is simple.

   Maban was well prepared for the rough conditions here. After all, he and his compatriots had lived here for a while a few months ago.

   Standing at the door of the office, Yang Duo, the logistics director of Hope Town, looked a little embarrassed.

   On the one hand, they really couldn't come up with good things to entertain this manager who was parachuted from the new alliance, on the other hand, he really didn't know how to deal with this person.

   "Ban...cough, Mr. Ma, long time no see."

   "Long time no see." There was no intention of greeting, and Ma Ban replied succinctly.

   After pondering these four words for a long time, Yang Duo could not figure out what this person was thinking, so he said carefully.

   "...I'm sorry about the migration, but you know the situation at the time, we have no more food. If we don't send some people away, all of us will starve to death."

   Sending away is a euphemism.

   would be more accurate to say exile.

   Heading south through raider-held territory is a near-death in itself. Whether the new alliance will live up to their promises on the air is even more of an unknown.

   But there is one thing that Yang Duo did not lie.

   Their food is indeed not enough to feed so many people.

   Not only Maban and his clansmen were exiled, but also nearly 1,200 people, mainly from the survivor settlements in the north of Xizhou City.

  The whereabouts of these people are still unknown, and it is unknown whether they are alive or dead.

   As far as the results are concerned, less than 30% of the people who successfully walked to Dawn City.

   Maban glanced at him, knowing that this guy had probably misunderstood something, so he said frankly.

"Understood, I didn't mean to blame you. Besides, we had a good time in Dawn City. They not only gave us food and shelter, but even arranged jobs for us. There is no question of background, as long as you prove your ability and Loyalty to the alliance can be reused... What about the thing I asked you for?"

   "Here." Yang Duo smiled awkwardly and hurriedly handed out the book in his hand.

   This is the ledger of the Hope Town warehouse.

   It records the incoming and outgoing items of each material, including food, recycled materials, and weapon stocks.

   did not waste time reminiscing about the past, Maban took the ledger from him and browsed it roughly.

   After that, he will store the data through the VM, and then hand it over to the inventory managers sent by the new alliance.

After being incorporated into the warehousing system of the new alliance, the incoming and outgoing items of each material in the warehouse will be audited by AI, including "what is missing in which link", "which material will be in short supply in how many days"... These information are all It can be seen at a glance.

   When he was the coordinator of the refugee home, Maban had already seen the power of this system.

   So before he took office, he decided that the first thing he did when he came here was to "network" the warehouse in Hope Town.

   While scanning the ledger through the camera of the headset, Maban casually asked about the warehouse.

   "How many people are left in Hope Town and how much food is consumed every day."

   In the face of Ma Ban's question, Yang Duo answered quickly.

   "The total population is 5731, of which 30% are young and middle-aged people, and the rest are the elderly, children, and women. According to the daily ration of 300g for adults, they need to consume every day—"

   "1719.3 kilograms...that's nearly two tons of grain."

   turned the ledger from the beginning to the end, looking at the grain inventory of less than five tons and the poor income of less than 100 kilograms per day, Maban couldn't help frowning.

   "How did you make it so far?"

   Hearing this sentence, a bitter expression appeared on Yang Duo's face.

   "You have only been away from here for more than two months... Do you still need to ask this kind of question?"

   Maban was silent for a while and returned the ledger in his hand to him.

   "The aid of the alliance will continue for a period of time, and we will try to ensure the supply of 2 tons of food per day until the new settlement is on the right track."

"In addition, the health problem must be solved as soon as possible, and it must be solved as the first priority task! This problem cannot be delayed, otherwise the disease and rodent infestation will become more and more serious, and even cause more serious plagues, no matter how much medicine will be available by then Can't stand it."

"I need you to immediately mobilize all the people in town who can work, and I will arrange for them to work, systematically clean up the various areas of the temporary shelter, and remove more habitable from the rubble of the commercial complex. areas, and re-planning of the various areas of the shelter.”

   "The act of stuffing hundreds of people into one room must stop immediately, it's a breeding ground for disease!"

   "As for picking up trash... you can take a break for a while. The most important thing now is to solve the survival problem of the survivors, and all other problems have to be put aside."

   Yang Duo stared blankly at the man standing in front of him.

  Even though he hadn't seen him for two months, he felt like this guy had changed so much that he couldn't recognize him.

   Maban paused for a moment and continued.

   "Finally, those who unfortunately perished..."

   "Find a place to bury it."

  …

  As the mobilization order was issued, the survivors of Hope Town quickly acted.

   Of course, it wasn't because of Mayor Wu's mobilization that really made them enthusiastically devote themselves to the cleaning work, but because they could get additional food rations for participating in the cleaning work.

  Although it is only a piece of green wheat cake weighing less than 150g, it is already a very rich reward for the survivors who have survived until now by relying on the nutritional paste.

  Maban divided the mobilized survivors into groups of ten, and delineated the sanitation and division of labor in each area.

   The goal of the first stage is to remove metabolites such as feces in corridors and rooms, and the second stage is to disinfect various areas of the shelter.

   It’s not just about sanitation.

   is also to allow the survivors living here to regain the courage to live, and to eliminate the barriers between each other and rebuild cohesion.

   Maban, who used to be a coordinator in a home for refugees, knows very well that the more bad and depressing he lives in, the less he can let people be idle.

   It is also thanks to the work experience accumulated in the refugee home that he can be said to be handy when dealing with related issues, and his work is quickly on the right track.

   On the other hand, at the same time as Maban's work was going smoothly, Lu Bei also successfully took over the command of the guerrillas from the resistance organization.

   It’s just…

   The situation here is worse than Lu Bei imagined.

   A total of 671 guerrilla members, of which less than half of them can really form combat effectiveness. And even this part of the soldiers who can form combat effectiveness is mostly worrying about their health.

   Not only that, their equipment is also problematic.

  The weapons in the inventory are mostly shoddy iron-barreled rifles, and the bullets are mostly reloaded bullets with black powder as the propellant.

  This kind of bullet not only has a surprisingly high jam rate, but it is also extremely easy to explode due to the accumulation of dust on the barrel. Many people have their fingers blown off while making bullets, and this has become the main reason for the non-combat attrition of the guerrillas in addition to diseases.

   The next night, Lu Bei truthfully reported what he had learned to Chu Guang, who was far away in Dawn City.

"...the situation here is worse than we expected, not just their health, but also the logistics that are almost non-existent. The iron-barreled rifles they use are not effective at all because of weapon failures and shortages of supplies. The non-combat attrition caused even exceeds the casualties inflicted on them by predators."

   "If you want them to be effective, you need at least six hundred rifles and a million rounds."

   After listening to Lu Bei's report, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

   "From now on, all raids will be suspended. Weapons will be delivered soon. I need you to do everything possible to teach them how to fight in the shortest time possible, and to fight in an organized manner."

   "The day of our decisive battle with the Marauders is getting closer and closer. I need them to cooperate with the Burning Legion when necessary to cut off the way the Fang clan retreats north."

   Lu Bei answered neatly.

"Yes!"

   After the communication ends.

  Chu Guang looked at the document thrown on the table.

   This is a report from the front.

The   ya clan has transported all the armored units from Xizhou City to Songlinyu.

  According to the footage captured by the drone and what Vanus knew about Dillon himself, the plunderers stationed in the northern position of Zaisonglinyu had completed all preparations for the decisive battle.

   The reason why he didn't do it was probably waiting for an opportunity.

for example……

   A heavy rain.

   Although stagnant water and silt will have a certain impact on the propulsion of the tank, the impact on the propeller aircraft is obviously greater.

   The propeller aircraft of the new alliance mainly rely on visual observation to drop bombs and fire, and the impact of weather on the combat efficiency of the aircraft cannot be ignored.

   Obviously, the opponent also noticed this, so he chose to wait for the opportunity.

   After several consecutive defeats, those looters were much more cautious in their tactics. Maybe Vanus got it right, the other party has changed the front-line commander.

   What they are about to face is no longer those elm-headed bandits, but the former legion commander, Dillon himself.

   Regarding the appointment of the other party, although Chu Guang was wary, he was not too worried.

   While the opponent was consolidating the defense line, his players were not idle. In addition to the dense trenches on the south side of Songlinyu, there were also a large number of steel anti-tank to resist horses.

  This anti-tank refrain is composed of three L-shaped metal bars, which are connected by rivets and bolts. After assembly, the shape is like a three-dimensional triple cross. Even if it is directly hit by a shell, it is difficult to be completely damaged.

   This anti-tank weapon, known as the "Czech Hedgehog", once filled the beaches of Normandy and the streets of Moscow.

  Steel Plant No. 81 produced 500 anti-tank fighters in less than a week and sent them to the front line by rail.

   Although these 500 anti-tank refusals are not enough to fill a one-kilometer-long front, with digging and some other anti-tank traps, there is no problem in causing some trouble for the enemy's tanks.

   In addition, his little players have prepared a lot of surprises for the looters of the Bonebiter tribe.

  A lot of wonderful brain holes, even Vanus couldn't help but be stunned-

   Is this an idea that humans can come up with?

   "...the last few days have been cloudy, I just don't know when the rain will come down."

   "The day of the decisive battle is getting closer."

   Looking at the mountains of documents on the table, Chu Guang leaned back on the sofa, his index finger gently stretched out between his tired and sour brows.

  All preparations have been completed.

  The Burning Corps had already bought enough time for the front line to prepare, and other regiments had also successfully used this time to forge the defense line in the southern part of Songlinyu.

but……

   The opponent had to wait for a rainstorm to start the decisive battle, but Chu Guang did not expect it.

   Originally, according to his vision, the opponent would launch an intensive offensive against the new alliance's positions as soon as the preparations were completed.

   And this time, most likely will be at the end of the month.

   However, to Chu Guang's surprise, the newly appointed commander was more cautious than he thought, and did not rush up to A.

  Especially it has been cloudy these days.

The pilots of the    Goblin Corps are mostly novices and have never had any experience in rainy weather. If the Ya clan really waited for this torrential rain, it would undoubtedly add a lot of variables to the battle situation.

   What's more, these predators also prepared a lot of wonderful anti-aircraft weapons.

   If only there was a way to force them out of the anti-gun holes...

   He closed his eyes and meditated while thinking. At this moment, Chu Guang suddenly moved in his heart and suddenly sat up straight from the sofa.

   Just now, he came up with a good idea.

   Although this is a bit risky, it is better than letting the opponent take the initiative.

   The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and Chu Guang, who was holding the mouse, said softly.

   "Since you are so stubborn..."

   "Then I'll help you!"

  …

   North position of Songlinyu.

  From the high ground to the forest at the foot of the mountain, the position nearly two kilometers deep is full of criss-crossed trenches and dense bomb craters.

The    confrontation has been going on for more than half a month.

   During this half-month period, the New Alliance poured at least a thousand cannonballs towards the Tooth Clan's position. Even ten minutes ago, the New Alliance's rocket launchers fired a salvo on the Ya clan's position.

   However, this salvo did not cause many casualties to the Marauders stationed here.

A week earlier, they had dug enough trenches and cannon-proof holes, and with the exception of the occasional two hapless men who were killed, most of the time, before the second round of artillery hit, they were already there. Hide in a hole.

   Compared with the dense fire coverage, these looters squatting in the trenches are actually more afraid of the mortars of the new alliance.

   Those blue gophers are not ordinary cunning. Every time they are patrolling the position, they will fire a cannon out of nowhere, making it hard to guard against.

   Standing on the position that was plowed over and over again by the shells, Dillon, who was holding the binoculars, frowned and looked towards the south.

   "Anti-tank refusal..."

   Hearing this sentence, Xiong Ya was stunned.

"what is that?"

   Dillon didn't speak, and Tumen, who was standing next to him, took over.

   "A fortification that hinders the advance of tanks... I didn't expect their steel production to be so surplus."

   Hearing that it was just some fortifications, Xiong Fang immediately wrote a trace of disapproval on his face.

   "Hehe, fortifications? No matter how sturdy the fortifications are, they are nothing but scum in front of our crawlers!"

   His confidence is not without reason.

   On the way from the middle of the river valley province to the south, the Ya clan has experienced hundreds of battles, big and small.

   No matter which battle it is, when they sacrifice those iron bumps, the word despair will be deeply engraved on their opponent's face.

   No matter what kind of cover, in front of the 100mm main gun is the same as paper.

And all they need to do is just one thing left, and that is to fire the cannons and push forward, shoot the devastated survivors, and watch the cowardly **** like stunted cockroaches Fleeing all the same.

   And now, they not only dispatched tanks, but also gathered all the tanks of the entire tribe! There are even two additional modified anti-aircraft trucks for each tank!

   Just a few steel bars trying to stop them, it’s a dream!

   Dillon did not refute Xiongfang's words.

  Although in his opinion, those predators who drive tanks are like baboons who have picked up rifles, and they can't even play half the strength of the Conqueror Ten, but the performance of the equipment itself is enough to make up for this deficiency.

   They prepared twenty-seven tanks, nearly fifty anti-aircraft trucks, and five thousand light infantry for the battle.

  This battle will completely smash all the forces deployed by the New Alliance on the northern front, and soon the industrial area of ​​Dawn City will fall into their hands.

  At that time, they will completely remove the obstacles to the south, and the entire southern plains of the River Valley Province will be included in the territory of the Bone-chewing tribe.

   Now there is only one rainstorm...

   "A few anti-tank refusals are nothing to be afraid of. Even if they bury a circle of anti-tank mines at the foot of the mountain, they won't be able to stop our armored spearheads from penetrating their defenses. I'm just worried, they still have other trump cards..."

   said, Dillon shoved the telescope to Tumen who was standing beside him.

   Looking at his subordinates, he continued.

   "You will send two reconnaissance teams to take a look at it later, and mark the position of the anti-tank refusal, which will be used when formulating a battle plan."

   "The day of the decisive battle is getting closer, it may be today, or it may be tomorrow. From now on, we must be cautious in every step we take!"

  Tumen who took the telescope stood at attention and said solemnly.

"Yes!"

   Dillon nodded, turned and walked towards the trenches.

   However, at this moment, a cool feeling came from the tip of his nose.

   Dillon raised his head unconsciously, only to see pea-sized raindrops falling from the air one by one, hitting his hat brim and shoulders.

  The sky in May will change.

   The bean-sized raindrops became denser and denser, and in less than a minute, pouring rain fell on the position.

   A look of surprise appeared on Dillon's face, and then it turned into ecstasy.

rain!

   The rain finally fell!

   Xiong Ya, who was standing beside him, reacted more excitedly than him, and saw the burly man open his arms excitedly, and laughed loudly on his back.

   seems to be cheering for the pouring rain.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   "It seems that even God is on our side!"

   Excited.

   He looked at Dillon beside him, ignoring the rain on his face, and shouted excitedly.

   "What are we waiting for! Let's drive tanks into their faces and crush their front teeth into shards while those blue gophers' planes turn into flies in the rain!"

   Dillon didn't speak, but stared at the sky intently, thoughts racing in his heart.

   With the thickness of the dark clouds in the sky, once the rain starts, I am afraid it will not stop for a while.

   Before the ground is drenched in mud by the rain, now is indeed the best time to launch an offensive...

   While planning is important, sometimes timing is more critical than planning.

   Without hesitation, Dillon immediately took off the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and pressed the button.

   At the same time, in a mountain col five kilometers away, the voice amplified by the loudspeaker also resounded above the heads of the predators who were busy preparing.

   "Attention to all units! Activate the No. 1 combat plan, everyone immediately brings your guys to the battle location to gather!"

   "Drive out our tanks, armored vehicles...all active vehicles!"

   "The time for the decisive battle has come!"

   "It's time to teach those nasty gophers a lesson!!"

  …

   (Thanks to the leaders of "Big Ice Cube" and "The Adventurer's Beginning" for the reward!!)

   (end of this chapter)