This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 382 "Fortified Walls and Clear Fields"

  Boulder City.

  The trading post at the east gate, carrying two-headed cows with large and small bags, lined up from the city gate to the viaduct directly opposite.

   Weapons with a total value of 50 million chips will be delivered to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City within a week.

   These include 10,000 drone assault rifles, 10,000 sets of body armor, helmets and other protective gear, and 3,000 sets of KV-1/2 exoskeletons.

   In addition to light weapons, there are 80mm mortars, various types of light and heavy machine guns and so on.

   It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the manpower is sufficient, these equipments alone are enough to arm an entire infantry division!

   In the face of the threat from the legion, the city hall of the Stone City almost opened the door of the arsenal, and all the weapons prepared for the wave were sent to the northern suburbs.

   What surprised Chu Guang in particular was that Boulder City sent incendiary bombs and high-explosive warheads to deal with the tide.

  These warheads are mainly carried by aircraft and fired in a laser-guided or unguided manner, usually to clear areas of slime mold fruiting bodies.

   Effective against slime mold, and naturally also effective for people!

   With a little modification, these warheads can be mounted on rocket vehicles of goblin technology, and a huge amount of firepower can be poured into the army positions in a short period of time.

   As for the power, there is no doubt about it.

   When he was fighting against the tide, Chu Guang spent tens of thousands of chips to buy an air strike, and he knew very well how strong the physical killing effect of that thing was!

   As for how to board the airship…

  The answer given by the giant stone military industry is that although they have some good ideas, they need a little time.

  There are indeed space landing craft in the era of the People's Alliance, but that thing is usually prepared for space stations and large starships. As for the space landing craft in the atmospheric environment...

   It has only been thrown to the ground from a high orbit, and I have never heard of landing from the ground to the sky.

   Isn't that an "old antique" like a rocket?

   But Chu Guang is not in a hurry.

   In the face of a behemoth like the Legion, he did not expect this war to end in a short time.

   But what surprised him was that just when he was struggling with how to break through the defense of the airship, Goblin Technology gave him a surprise...

  …

   North of Dawn City, shooting range.

In front of Chu Guang at the moment, is an aluminum tank with thick thighs and long arms. The shape of this thing is somewhat similar to the oxygen tank carried by divers. There are many connecting rings around the tank. It looks like it can be used by multiple people.

  Chu Guang stared at this thing for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked.

   "This...can you tell me how to use it?"

   Mosquito smiled and said proudly.

   "Of course! I'm about to introduce you to the latest in our goblin tech! I call it a three-dimensional mobile device!"

   Hearing this word, Chu Guang almost didn't hold back and said with a dry cough.

   "Can you change your name?"

   Mosquito gave the manager a strange look.

  Although he didn't know what was wrong with the name, he still spent a little bit of brain cells, scratching his head and scratching his head to think again.

   "Uh, what about the sky monkey?"

  “…”

   Sighing as if giving up, Chu Guang continued.

   "Tell me about its functions first."

   did not see the helplessness in his eyes, Mosquito nodded excitedly.

"okay!"

   The structure of the whole set of equipment is very simple, mainly composed of a launcher with a built-in winch, and a "rocket" carrying a rope.

   This thing works much like a recoilless cannon.

  The only difference is that the charge size and the temperature of the tail flame have been adjusted, and the rocket has a rope made of devil wire behind it.

  The whole set of equipment is for one-time use, with a maximum effective range of 700m.

  A trigger fuze is installed at the front end of the warhead. After hitting the target, a secondary blast will be triggered, and the hook lock will be driven into the target by the energy gathering effect.

   Then, the winch in the tank will start to rotate, driven by the motor, to pull the user from the ground to the high-altitude target.

   This thing is like a big hook launcher.

   It’s just that because it continues to accelerate like a rocket, the launch distance is far longer than that of a normal hook, and because the hook’s flight speed is not very fast, the impact of the deflector shield will also be minimized.

   said with a dry mouth, Mosquito stopped the conversation and suggested.

   "It's better to practice, I'll show you a demonstration!"

  Chu Guang thought it made sense, but he was confused, so he nodded.

   "Okay, are you here?"

   "Of course not, we have to go to the south to find a building high enough, and..."

   Mosquito's eyes took a circle in the shooting range, and his eyes were locked on the little apprentice who had received not long ago.

   "Giggle, come here, and give you an honorable task!"

   Being stared at by mosquitoes, clucking instinctively felt a little bad.

   "What do you want to do?"

   "Of course it's the test alliance's new equipment!" Mosquito said with a smile, "This is an opportunity to show in front of the manager, you should seize it!"

   Hearing this, Gokuda suddenly became unhappy.

   "Damn it, I don't do it! Lao Tzu was just resurrected the day before yesterday! You want to send me down again, you change-"

   "600 credits!"

"make a deal!"

When    said these two words, he clucked his brows and ran towards the "three-dimensional mobile device" with a cheerful expression on his face.

   couldn't see it at all, he was still unhappy a few seconds ago.

   Chu Guang, who was standing beside him, was dumbfounded.

   Good guy.

   What kind of capitalist is this?

   took a look at the happy little Mengxin, Chu Guang hesitated for a moment and said.

   "Is it okay for intelligence players?"

   Mosquito laughed and said, patting his chest.

   "Don't worry, Mr. Manager, I assure you! Goblin technology equipment can be used normally even if it is an intelligence type!"

   Seeing his confident expression, Chu Guang always had an ominous premonition.

   The group left the shooting range and came to the north of Qingquan City, where they found a fairly solid 100-story high-rise building.

  Cocked the nylon buckle tied to the body on the large chasing monkey, and then carried it on his back to make a squatting pit.

   "...The reason for this posture is mainly to make the tank contact the ground and stabilize the launch angle."

   "Don't explain it to me," Chu Guang said with a light cough, "Let's get started."

"okay!"

   Looking at the building hundreds of meters high, Mosquito glanced at the top of the building with the binoculars, and then walked on the road.

   "The elevation angle is 79°, the target is due south—"

   "Shoot!"

   As he gave the order, the device on his back made a loud bang.

  I saw a slender rocket ejected from the tank, dragging the white air column and rope into the air.

   In addition to the smaller caliber, it is really the same as the launch method of RPG!

  Chu Guang looked up dumbfounded, and saw that the rocket hit the roof of the building straight, and after it hit, a cloud of dust exploded, and the claws inside the warhead smashed into the wall.

  A rope made of devil silk is firmly connected between the building and the ground.

it turns out……

   Success! ?

  Chu Guang's eyes were full of surprise, mainly because he didn't expect that this kind of equipment that was put together by pure brains could actually be made.

   Holding the telescope, the mosquito shouted excitedly.

   "Confirmed hit! Ready to land!"

   "Good Master!"

  Although I was a little scared at first, but seeing that this equipment did not pull the crotch as much as I imagined, the giggle face gradually brought a little expectation.

However--

   Just as he pressed the switch, the accident finally happened.

   The winch suddenly exerted force, and while pulling him up to the roof, it also pulled him forward.

"what--!"

   clucked a short groan, and then, like a pendulum suspended in the air, it slammed against the wall with the transmitter on its back.

   Things happened too suddenly.

   so that there is no time to react at all.

   looked up at the **** launch tube that was dragged to the roof, and the shocking trace left on the wall. Chu Guang not only did not have the slightest wave in his heart, but instead had the feeling that it really was.

   Maybe in his psychological expectations, he never expected the products of goblin technology to be successful at one time.

"Uh... my, my, this thing is still suitable for the straight up and down type of launch, it is not suitable for inclined launch, I made a low-level mistake," Mosquito said with an embarrassed expression, "but I assure you, this Design ideas are absolutely fine!”

"When our players get close to the iron lump, the rest will be much easier! Whether it's climbing in from the bomb bay or cutting a hole in its body with a cutter, you can easily hold it! "

   Looking at the mosquito who swore to draw cakes there, Chu Guang nodded with a subtle expression.

"I believe you."

   Believe it or not, apart from this bad idea, he has no other better way for the time being.

   The road to success is always tortuous, and it seems unrealistic to expect one step at a time.

   However, Chu Guang still hopes that Brother Mosquito can get a dummy next time.

   Goblin-tech weapons rarely let him down.

   But this research and development method is too labor-intensive...

  …

   It has been three days since the majestic airship vented its apocalyptic flames towards the earth.

   And the survivors who lived in the surrounding area also spent three days in anxiety.

The    army levied food everywhere, causing people to complain.

  Fortunately, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons ran out to teach the group of beasts a lesson, and the patrols and transport teams that beat them escaped, which is considered a bad breath for them.

   These soldiers usually act in groups of four, picking out patrols that are left alone.

   They occasionally have contact with the locals, but there is not much communication, mainly to replenish fresh water and inquire about the movement of the legion.

  These soldiers claim to be from the company, but they don't speak very neatly, and the grammar is quite strange.

   The local survivors didn’t think much of it.

   Maybe that's what people on the east coast say, they haven't been there anyway...

   At dusk.

  The north gate of Katyn Station welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

   Looking at the group of soldiers in black robes and armed with live ammunition at the door, the village chief Mudeka's mood sank to the bottom in an instant.

  The legionnaires just came yesterday and took 5 cows and 1000 kilograms of green wheat from them.

  I didn't expect them to come again today.

   And the number is ten times that of yesterday, more than 200 people came...

   Although he guessed that it was all right, the old man moved his lead-filled legs and stepped forward.

   "Sir... I'm the village head here, we met yesterday."

The    wrinkled face was filled with a pleasing smile, but the leading officer didn't look at him.

   glanced at the camp, Colway narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in an unhurried voice.

   "Yesterday, one of our patrols was attacked nearby."

   As soon as he heard this, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the old man.

   He did hear gunshots last night, but it was quite far from here, at least three or four kilometers.

   This kind of thing is not uncommon in the wasteland. Either two groups of wastelanders are fighting each other, or they run into the alien species active in the forest, and he doesn't take it seriously at all.

   "Well, that has nothing to do with us... It must be done by people from the company. I seem to have seen those guys wearing exoskeletons!"

  Those people have said that they can throw the blame on them when they are in danger, and they are not bad at all.

   Of course Mudeka was not polite, and immediately shook out their identities.

   Having no interest in this kind of information, Colway continued with a blank expression.

   "Regardless of whether it has anything to do with you, this place has become a war zone."

   "Before we dig out those bed bugs and get rid of them, you need to migrate with us to the designated place to camp."

The voice of    fell, and there was a commotion in the surroundings, and the faces of the survivors standing beside the camp showed expressions of surprise, surprise and even panic.

   "Migration?" Mudeka stared blankly at the officer in front of him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yes, but why—"

  Colway interrupted him unceremoniously.

   "There is no why, it's an order."

   "We are protecting you, I hope you will not be ignorant."

  This is the plan made by General McClen.

The    Corps will build a large camp near the Leaf Ridge on the northwest side of Ruigu City to accommodate survivors within a radius of hundreds of miles.

   There is a meeting point of mountains, forests and plains, rich in water resources, and the planned camp is expected to accommodate 100,000 people.

   When everything is ready, they will head east, destroying the survivor settlements along the way and migrating the conquered population and spoils here.

   Controlling the western exit of the southern corridor is equivalent to blocking the throat of Luoxia Province leading to the eastern provinces.

  General McClane's ambition was not satisfied with being called by that General Griffin, and catching a fleeing corporate employee and blocking the reinforcements sent from the east coast was not much credit at all.

   He wants to expand the legion's sphere of influence by another 500 kilometers to the east to lay the foundation for the legion's next expedition.

  Since there is no vassal worth supporting in this area, then make one yourself.

   It's not difficult for them.

   They don't need to worry about how so many people survive. People are like weeds all over the ground. No matter how bad the conditions are, as long as the living standards and moral bottom line are constantly lowered, part of the fittest can always survive.

  They will support some obedient people to be the leaders of the survivors, and bring those people to farm, pick up garbage, and work.

   And those leaders who were pushed to the front of the stage, in order not to be hanged by the slaves, could only try their best to please them who were holding the barrel of the gun tightly.

   As the masters of these minions, they don't need to do anything, but can collect supplies from them more efficiently.

   is literally killing two birds with one stone.

   Mudeka's lips trembled, unable to say a word in fear.

   On the contrary, the young man beside him took a step forward and said with courage.

   "We don't need your protection, we've lived here for years... it's been fine."

   has no interest in talking nonsense with such a small person. Corway didn't even look at him, just glanced at the time on his watch, and then looked at Mudeka.

   "You have an hour to pack your bags."

   "I will burn the rest that I haven't taken away for you."

  …

   The next morning.

  Three little players came to the door of Katyn Station.

  The densely packed tents in the original camp are no longer visible, and now there is only a mess left.

  From the gate of the wooden fence to the center of the camp, the ground was littered with torn rags and damaged wooden boxes.

   Everything that can be taken away is taken away, and everything that cannot be taken away is burned.

  The entire camp has no traces of human beings at all.

   "Fuck... these Dogecoins are really cruel."

   Looking at the tragic situation in front of them, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team couldn't help but click their tongues.

   The same is true for [I am the darkest] and [Kakarot] behind him, with a surprised expression on their faces.

   "Is this the legendary strong wall and clear field?"

   "Good guy...there's really nothing left."

   "But there doesn't seem to be any signs of battle here, nor blood."

   I don’t know that this is the case here, and the same is true for a camp they passed by before.

   The Battlefield Atmosphere Team pondered for a while and said.

   "Search the neighborhood first."

  The two players nodded.

"receive."

   Keeping the radio silent, the three agreed on a meeting place and time, spread out around, and cautiously went deep into the camp to explore.

At this moment, their attire is no different from the scavengers that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland. They are all wearing a straw hat and rags that are sewn together, completely hiding the exoskeleton below and hanging on the exoskeleton. equipment on.

Forests, mountains, and urban areas can easily hide their whereabouts, but most of the survivors' settlements are located on the plains at the edge of the forest, and there is a high probability that they will be watched by the observers on the Heart of Steel. The other party is not blind, so he can't even see the exoskeleton walking on the plain.

   Although this skin is not good-looking, it can help them avoid the eye in the sky.

   Even if the Legion never cared about accidentally hurting passers-by, it wouldn’t be so extravagant as to waste shells on a few passing scavengers.

  If that's the case, two more airships won't be enough.

   Ignoring the airship floating in the distance, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team was picking and searching in the camp, occasionally picking up two pieces of charred charcoal and throwing them into the sack.

   First, it looks like it, and secondly, it is also useful for cooking instant noodles for a while.

  The purpose of their visit to this survivor settlement is to inquire about the Legion and to fill the water bottle.

   But unfortunately, neither of these goals can be achieved.

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team noticed that the only two wells in the camp had been filled with garbage.

   The water source was blocked, and the village was basically abandoned.

   "...No body found."

  Kakarot walked back from the side and looked at the fieldman and continued, "The Legion took everyone here, men, women, old people, children... and their two-headed cows."

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team nodded with a contemplative look.

   "Looks like they're in a hurry..."

   In three days, they have launched more than 12 attacks as planned, targeting those patrols with weak strength, and each attack is strictly controlled within three minutes.

  Regardless of the outcome of the battle, they will retreat as soon as every three minutes, never fall into a stalemate, and never give the opponent a chance to call for fire support.

   This style of play works very well.

   In fact, the vast majority of ten-man teams lasted less than three minutes in front of a four-man team composed of players.

   Ammo consumption?

   That kind of thing doesn't exist at all. After the LD-47's bullets are fired, they simply collect materials on the spot and use them for the army's weapons.

   The "Blade" assault rifle of the Air Marine Corps, although not as well-made as the "Falcon" of the Youth Army, is not inferior in firepower.

   Maintained this combat mode of supporting warfare. While consuming the legion's living strength, the ammunition did not decrease, but instead increased, and the firepower became more and more sufficient.

   In the face of constant harassment by the guerrillas, the regiment had to shrink its patrols and expand the size of each patrol.

   What he didn't expect was that the legion gang was cruel enough, and they simply demolished the settlements of the survivors within the power projection range.

   It was taught by the same military academy, and the strategy adopted by the Heart of Steel was almost the same as the strategy adopted by the Bone-biting Tribe in Xizhou City.

   I couldn't help but ask.

   "Where will those survivors be taken?"

   Kakarot shook his head.

   "I don't know, but I think it shouldn't take them to the airship. It should be a concentration camp or something, and let those people help with their work, go to the nearby city to collect supplies or something."

  The Legion and the Marauder are still slightly different, at least not to eat people.

   Hearing Kakarot's guess, I was stunned.

   "Those survivors are so obedient?"

  Kakarot rolled his eyes: "Businessmen and mercenaries are another matter. Survivors living in the area always have family members, so it's not easy to make them obey."

  Whether it was using rations or other things as threats, or hiring looters or mercenaries as supervisors, there were more than ten ways he could think of.

   Not to mention those “professionals”.

   The simplest is as they saw it, directly demolishing the survivors' homes.

  There is no home to go back to, and I don’t want to sleep in the wilderness and become a **** of a different species, so I can only stay in the camp controlled by the legion.

   There are only a few survivors who can survive alone in the wild.

  Most of them are out of stable survivor colonies, and the final outcome is no more optimistic than the loss of freedom.

   "...But this might be an opportunity for us," the battlefield atmosphere team touched his chin. "As long as we find the camp where they shelter the survivors, we may not be able to sneak in and do things."

  Kakarot's eyes lit up.

   "That's a good idea."

   I didn't expect that this rude man would occasionally come up with one or two good-sounding ideas.

   I hesitated for a moment before saying cautiously.

   "I suggest that we'd better go back to the base 20 kilometers away first, and tell Brother Springs about the situation here."

   "And... our cargo team should have arrived today, and it's time to go back to reunite."

"That makes sense," the warlord said after thinking for a while, "so let's split up, you and Kakarot go back first, and help me bring the exoskeleton back by the way. I'll search along their footprints, When the location of the camp is determined, go back and join you immediately."

   While the footprints are still there, it shouldn’t be difficult to follow.

   Wait for a while, such as the next rain or something, but it will not be so easy to handle.

   I hesitated, but nodded anyway.

   "Then be careful."

  The battlefield guy grinned and gave his good brothers a reliable look.

   "Don't worry, what level I am, don't you understand yet?"

   I gave the most subtle expression, and Kakarot simply rolled his eyes.

   "You are bragging, so quickly take off your equipment and get out."

  The battlefield guy snorted.

   "You can't take it off here."

   said, he glanced at the grove beside him.

   "You guys wait for me for a while."

   (end of this chapter)