This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 426 The pangolin made a great contribution

   From the moment she boarded the airship, Teresa was nervously sweating her palms, trying to reduce her presence.

   However, even though she had tried so hard to make herself look smaller, the man's eyes still fell on her.

   "Theresa."

  Teresa, whose name was called, straightened her back subconsciously, trying to squeeze a calm smile from her face, but the stammering voice still revealed her panic.

   "Govern, Mr. Manager, do you have any instructions?"

   "It's been two weeks and I'd like to hear your thoughts on work."

   Looking at the lady Wang Fei who couldn't say anything, Chu Guang continued patiently.

   "Don't be nervous, it's okay if you don't have an opinion, just briefly summarize what you do every day."

   "Morning, I'll wake up in the morning first—"

   "Working."

   The panic words were interrupted, Teresa blushed, and quickly changed her words.

   "Yes! Well, Mr. Maban asked me to assist the warehouse manager of warehouse No. 3 to check the account books of the warehouse, mainly to calculate whether the materials in the warehouse are correct..."

   Although she was a little unfamiliar at first, she quickly became proficient. Including the problems encountered at work, including the friends she met at work, including some ideas for improvement, she made a detailed but not lengthy description.

  Chu Guang cast an admiring look.

   It seems that Maban has trained her well. The warehouse management is one of the most training places. This position needs to deal with almost all front-line positions.

  From a broom, to a bag of bricks and a truck of cement, if you can manage these trivial matters, you can lay the foundation for managing a larger organization in the future.

   Of course, what he is most looking forward to is that she can have more contact with the masses in the process of participating in grassroots labor.

   As he said before, this knowledge and experience will be used sooner or later.

  Chu Guang then looked at Prince Summer.

"You should have got the results you expected. Before the war is over, I will provide you and your subordinates with a place to rest. If you are interested, you can participate in the work in the refugee camp. If you are not interested, also Not reluctantly."

  Summer said respectfully immediately.

   "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I would like to do it, and I want to know how you guys are rebuilding your home."

   Whether it was for the purpose of understanding the alliance or to please the suzerain, he felt that it was necessary for him to agree.

   Looking at the young prince, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

   Yes, the lad has a great future.

   In fact, the Alliance accepted the exile of the Honey Badger royal family. In principle, they are guests, and they should provide them with basic living materials.

   But isn’t it a pity to have free labor?

  Mr. Maban complained to himself that the refugee camps couldn’t recruit staff with higher cultural literacy. Isn’t this something ready made?

   Besides, for this guy himself, this is also a good opportunity to exercise.

   "Theresa, you can take him with you." Chu Guang looked at the tool princess.

   "Yes, my lord."

  Teresa nodded obediently, but Summer, who was standing beside her, frowned slightly.

   "My lord, I would like to know in what capacity the princess of the Falcon Kingdom is staying here."

   "I'm his captive—"

   Theresa subconsciously opened her mouth, but she was interrupted before she could finish speaking.

   "The one who was liberated by the Alliance."

   Hearing that voice, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

   Including Summer, who was standing next to him, also looked at Chu Guang in surprise and asked subconsciously.

   "Being liberated is..."

   "It literally means, in the eyes of the Alliance, both the residents of Oasis No. 3 and the residents of Oasis No. 2 are the victims of this chaos."

  Chu Guang glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window, the yellow sand floating on the skyline was like a boiling flame.

   "We're going to free them."

  …

  The depths of Luoxia Province, the yellow sand on the horizon swept across, like the rolling lava in hell.

   Blocks the sky and the sun, but the light cannot pass through.

  Macron couldn't remember how many times this was the first time he had encountered such bad weather, he only knew that this unfortunate day was finally coming to an end.

  This is the western boundary of Oasis 9, and the frontline command post of the regiment is located in front of it.

   He and his men were only one last point away—

   "The people in front stop!"

   The screeching sound came from a distance, a soldier holding a rifle and stepping from the gate of the military camp against the wind and sand.

   "Idiot, put your gun down for Lao Tzu! Find out who Lao Tzu is!"

   Looking at the stunned Sentinel, McClen scolded and slapped his rifle, and grabbed his collar.

   "Find that guy Griffin to Lao Tzu!"

"I am here."

   There was a voice in the distance, McClane dropped the collar of the sentry, and squinted slightly at the man standing at the gate of the camp.

  Black boots, navy blue military coat, and the epaulette with three stars, standing there is the commander-in-chief of the Legion in Luoxia Province - General Griffin.

   The jawbone and eagle-nosed harrier eyes that he stayed were really not like a battle-hardened tough guy, but like a cunning fox.

   McClen hates that face.

   especially hate that person.

   "You guys have the nerve to come back?"

   Griffin looked at the embarrassed man in surprise, and his raised eyebrows could not tell whether he was surprised or mocked.

   Before McLen could continue to speak, Griffin continued in a slow voice.

   "To deal with a group of natives, a group of wildlings in the woods, and to lose the Heart of Steel, I thought you were so ashamed that you committed suicide."

   A trace of annoyance flashed in McClen's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, and said in a calm voice.

"That's not a native at all! We encountered reinforcements from the enterprise! I know what you are trying to say, but the fact is that the enterprise sent more than one support army, and we encountered the second one! Don't think you can escape Abandoning my responsibilities and transferring me to the southern part of the River Valley is your order!"

"Yes, I gave you an order to intercept the injured employee, but I didn't let you go head-to-head with the people of the company. Okay, the group of cowards on the east coast are annoyed, I listen to freedom State informants said they built an air base on the southern bank of the Tianshui tributary, and planes landed there every three to five days."

  Griffin stared at McClen, his eyes narrowed and the tip of his nose almost poked into his nostril.

"...And I've been thinking about it for two nights, but I can't figure it out. Even if I ran into a company's reinforcements, it's such a big airship, and it's an airship carrying a shield. How did you let them grab that thing? ?"

  The expression on McClane's face froze, but he was not overwhelmed by Griffin's momentum, his eyes were also fascinated by a seam, and he choked back unceremoniously.

"Don't put the blame on Lao Tzu, we have already won the Pioneer, and there is still a little possibility of peaceful coexistence between us and the company? Save it, the war has already started! Go to the south of the river valley with me. It has nothing to do with your strategy, it really counts as your superfluous orders!"

   "You haven't answered me yet, how did you lose that airship."

   "I will naturally explain that kind of thing to the Air Force Command, I have no obligation to submit a battle report to the Army!"

  The two had a quarrel, although only one was blushing.

   The adjutants, staff officers and other officers who followed behind General McClen were silent and could only stand there awkwardly.

   And several officers behind General Griffin were also silent, just pretended not to hear.

"...Enough, don't just talk about me, what about Oasis No. 9? Haven't it been beaten yet?" Unable to withstand the torture of his soul, McLen forcibly changed the subject, trying to use the opponent's incompetence to justify his failure .

   However, Griffin just smiled faintly and sneered in a sarcastic voice.

   "If your airship is deployed as I said, we are now in the Royal Palace of the Lion Kingdom for a military parade."

   Before McClane had a seizure, he left a little dignity to the poor clown, and took the initiative to end the topic, and continued to speak indifferently.

   "The battle situation on the front line is tense, our military presence in Luoxia Province is a little weaker, and there is not much support to give to the Falcon Kingdom. Although the fighting strength of the retinue army is not bad, they scored a manpower to occupy the No. 3 oasis."

General    McClane disapproved.

"We don't need the untouchables in Oasis 3 at all, I suggest locking them up and disposing of them, and then move some more obedient slaves from the west to fill the manpower vacancies. That way we can free up more manpower and concentrate on 9 Oasis!"

"The Army doesn't need your command, you still need to command your airship," Griffin gave him a mocking look. "We don't really need the pariahs there, but we need the food that is produced there. With food we can Supply more troops, and more support can be sent to the west of the great desert."

  Centralized cleanup?

   How can it be that simple.

   Not to mention 1 million people, even if it is 1 million pigs, the slaughtering will have to take place until next year.

   As for bringing some slaves from the west, of course, it is not impossible, but large-scale population migration also takes time.

  Although they are also the main battle faction, there are differences of opinion within the legion main battle faction about how to deal with the residents of the occupied area.

   Some people support killing those who resist, and tame those who do not resist into slaves. Some people support the use of local forces for indirect control, such as supporting puppets.

  Under the same educational conditions, a slave who maintains a minimum living standard will usually create only 0.1~0.3 times the value of a free person depending on the work he does, and it often takes more than a dozen people to feed a military population.

   But vassals are different.

   Then it exploits to the maximum extent and can guarantee more than 0.5 times the production capacity.

   This is not a scientific basis, but the practical experience of the Legion in various occupied areas.

  Griffin is a noble faction who despises those who support slavery at heart.

   His own realm was a mix of employment and slavery, and the poor, salaried people worked far harder than the servants on his estate.

but--

   I only have command authority, and at most I can shoot a lower-level officer who doesn't obey the command, but I don't have the right to deal with this idiot who obeyed his own orders.

   And just like what McClen said, as the person who gave the order, the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Marshal's House or the military court will be held accountable, and he will also bear joint responsibility.

   Thinking of this, Griffin became even more annoyed.

   "Tomorrow I will arrange a car for you, you and your subordinates will go to the No. 2 oasis and stay there."

  Oasis No. 2 is the territory of the Falcon Kingdom and the back garden of the Legion in Luoxia Province.

   There is an endless supply of wine and fruit, and the servants of the Falcon royal family.

   Griffin didn't want to see this guy again, just wanted him to get away from him.

   However, what he didn't expect was that the guy in front of him who escaped with his tail between his legs did not agree.

   "This battle isn't over yet, don't try to drive Lao Tzu away," McClen said word by word, staring at Griffin, "Don't try to drive me away, I'm not going anywhere."

Once    was driven to the rear, he would have no chance to make up for his mistakes, and could only wait for someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to slap a transfer order in his face.

   Not to mention he swore.

   He will find this place himself.

   He will use the blood of all the wastelanders in the southern river valley province to comfort the souls of the dead soldiers.

   Griffin squinted at McClane.

   "Your troops have been wiped out, what's the use of staying here?"

   McClane said with the same expression.

   "The Heart of Steel is now in the hands of the enterprise. If they have mastered the use of that airship, you will be in trouble. Only I know how to deal with it."

   Hearing this sentence, Griffin's expression changed slightly, he glanced at the officer behind him, and asked hurriedly.

   "Didn't you evacuate with someone?"

   Faced with the murderous look, McClen's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still said bravely.

   "...One less Phenod. Suddenly, he was outside the airship and missed the last flight. That guy is a logistics officer. I'm afraid he knows how to drive that thing."

   That guy is not a front-line soldier, and his personality is almost the opposite of Rachel. If he can surrender, he will definitely not resist.

  Macron is more than 90% sure that as long as the Alliance catches him, there must be a way to pry him out of his mouth to drive the airship.

   Griffin took a deep breath and took a while to stabilize his emotions.

   He was already ready to face the corporate aircraft, but he did not expect that he would need to face not only the corporate aircraft, but also his own 400mm main gun.

   "...I will give you a thousand-man team, you are responsible for containing the airship, and I will request more support from the rear."

   McClen said unceremoniously.

   "Not enough, give me ten thousand people and the equipment needed to fight the airship. I know you don't like me, but we are grasshoppers on a rope now, you know what I mean."

   Griffin stared at him for a long time, almost squeezing an answer between his teeth.

"it is good……"

  …

   At the same time, on the northern front line of Oasis No. 9, a whistling sandstorm just swept across.

  The yellow sand that covered the sky was like the roar of the spirit of the sand sea.

   "Grass... I thought I was going to die."

   climbed out of a pile of sand, searched the battlefield hard for a while, found an arm buried in the sand, and dragged Colway out from below.

   choked out the sand in his mouth, and Coleway wiped his mouth with a frightened expression on his face.

"thanks."

   "You're welcome, you'll be fine." The battlefield guy said with a loyal look.

   It has been almost a week since he left the Golden Lizard Kingdom. In the past three weeks, he has become more and more skilled as an undercover agent.

   patted his good brother on the shoulder, Keelwei glanced ahead, and a hint of joy rose from his frowning brows.

"We have arrived!"

In front of    is the headquarters of the Legion's front-line troops. Although I don't know the number of that troop, there is nothing wrong with the flag flying there.

  Adan and his group, who got separated from them in the sandstorm, also followed one after another.

   Judging from the embarrassed appearance, they obviously suffered too much.

   Even the caravan that was pulling the goods was scrapped, and the scattered rifles were all hung on the camel's body.

   "Are you all right?" Adan, who was walking in front of the camel, shouted at them.

   "We're fine, haha! Thank you for the protection of the Spirit of the Sand Sea!" Colway laughed, waved his hand, and motioned them to come over.

  As the dust storm dissipated, the barracks not far away apparently noticed them.

   Under the leadership of a ten captain, a team of ten walked towards this side.

"I am a centurion under Captain Rachel of the Steel Heart of Aeronautics and Marine Corps. My name is Colway. This is my ID and military badge." Looking at the ten captains walking in front, Cole Wei took the initiative to reveal his identity and took out things that could prove his identity.

   Several soldiers looked at each other, and the ten commander who was standing in front frowned, took the certificate and glanced at it, and then looked at Colway again with a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

   "Heart of Steel? Aren't you supposed to be on a mission in southern Riverdale?"

   As frontline troops, they are fighting against the Lion Kingdom and don't know the situation in other war zones.

  Colway did not answer his inquiry, but responded in business-like terms.

   "Something happened over there. You have to ask your superior for details. Now I want to see your superior."

  The ten commander did not continue to ask questions, nodded, returned the soldier card to him, and left the certificate.

   "I need to verify your identity, are you waiting here, or are you going back to camp with me?"

   "Of course to your camp, or are you standing here eating sand?" Colway said impatiently.

   After checking Colway's documents, the ten commander continued to check the documents of the accompanying merchant Adan, and after seeing the order, he quickly released it to pedestrians.

   Following the ten-man team, the group went to the military camp not far away.

   From the moment he entered the camp, the battlefield guy has been quietly observing the layout here.

  It was different from the camp he saw in Luoxia Province. There were very few concrete fortifications here. Instead, there were sandbag walls made of square sandbags.

  This kind of field camp is quite common in reality. This kind of sandbag is very resistant to explosives and explosions. It can be used as a substitute for concrete and can be easily redeployed.

   There are bomb shelters dug behind almost every wall. The shooting bunkers and sentry towers are also covered with desert-colored camouflage nets. Under the camouflage nets is a lacquered heavy machine gun. The model should be the 20mm one.

   It can only be said to be a decent military base, with a capacity of about 500 to 1000 people.

   It wasn't the layout here that surprised the battlefield guy, but that he saw a mutant in the camp!

   That's definitely a mutant.

  Although his skin is not green, but dull gray and black, and his chin is also full of beards, his ugly face is exactly the same as those mutants that Warlord saw on 76th Street in Qingquan City...

   If those mutants were orcs, they looked like trolls…

  The mutant glanced at him, showing blood-red gums, and then walked toward the camp gate with heavy steps, shaking his head.

  These mutants do not seem to live with the Legion, but set up a sub-camp next to the military base.

  No one wants to live with these cannibals.

   Watching the back disappearing at the gate of the camp, the warlord asked with a frown.

"……Mutant?"

   Followed his line of sight, Colway said with a smile.

"Mutant mercenaries, from the great desert. Although these beasts have bad brains, they fight fiercely. They can charge under the fire of machine guns, and they can grow out of broken legs. , is a natural cannon fodder."

   I didn't expect that the Legion would actually gain the effect of mutants...

   "But why are their skins gray-black?" the warlord asked in confusion, "I've seen green skins in River Valley Province... at the junction with Jinchuan Province."

  Colway said in a casual tone.

"The locals of the Falcon Kingdom say that they are cursed by the spirit of the sand sea. In fact, it is a subspecies branch. It is estimated that it was caused by the radioactive substances in the great desert. Who cares how they came from, it is easy to use anyway. That's it."

  The Battlefield guy nodded with a dull expression, in addition to being surprised, he couldn't help being secretly excited.

   The gray-black mutant...

   This information is incredible!

   But then again, the feeling of being an undercover agent is not difficult at all.

   Basically, as long as he pretends not to understand and asks, this guy will shake him clean with a showy tone.

   To be honest, he was a little embarrassed when he trusted him to this extent.

   Followed Colway towards the depths of the barracks, and the sighed battlefield guy soon made a new discovery.

  In a warehouse with an open door, several engineers were squatting in front of a tank he had never seen before screwing.

With a curious expression on   's face, the battlefield guy looked at the tanks in the warehouse and asked.

   "Who are those tanks?"

"The Type II of the Conqueror 10 is equipped with a 150mm heavy howitzer, which is a self-propelled artillery. The one next to it is a Type III, and the turret is replaced with an eight-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun. Although it is used for air defense, the Lion Kingdom has no air force. So it's usually pushed to the front to support the infantry."

   Looking at the tanks in the warehouse, Colway squinted his eyes with pride flashing in his eyes.

   "...This time our opponent has a company, and I heard that the Legion is planning to send a batch of No. 11 tanks over."

  The Field Guy followed his words and asked immediately.

   "What's that?"

  Colway also had no doubts, just took a look at the distance from the businessman Adam, and said in a very soft voice.

"The new heavy tank designed by the Army Equipment Research Institute of Triumph City for Gauss weapons, I have only heard about it, don't talk about it everywhere... It is said that the armor of that thing is very hard, and the general **** armor-piercing bullets and electromagnetic quality bullets It’s hard to break through, but it’s also expensive.”

   "Including pre-war inventory, Prowler tanks, equipped with Meissner effect armor, these are the great gifts we prepared for the enterprise... They probably would not have thought that those equipments can still be used in the past 200 years."

   In a general settlement of survivors, at most one piece of armor can be ejected. The spaced armor of the No. 10 tank is enough to perfectly defend against the metal jet of the armor-piercing projectile.

   But for the ultra-high-speed steel needles fired by Gaussian weapons, the gap armor resistance effect is somewhat insufficient.

  General Colway said with a flamboyant face, while the warlord remembered with a tingling scalp.

   It’s really hard to hate when the book is used up.

   Daily communication is actually not too difficult. He doesn’t understand the meaning of some proper nouns at all, and it’s not convenient for him to ask in detail. He can only use onomatopoeia to write down and communicate with other players on the forum.

  Thinking of this, the battlefield guy is also full of regrets.

   I still suffer from lack of culture. If I had known that I would learn from Fang Chang, I would have just memorized a few more words!

   Seeing that Colway seemed to be tired, the Battlefield guy hurriedly handed over the words so that the guy could continue talking.

   "Then don't our tanks have weaknesses?"

   "Of course there are weaknesses. The weaknesses of the Conqueror series are mainly concentrated in the top cover and chassis, so you must be careful to protect these two areas. Especially the chassis, the armor near the escape door is thinner and next to the transmission parts."

   When he said this, Colway suddenly changed the subject and continued with a smile.

   "Speaking of which, I heard that the Alliance has a drone that specifically drills into the crotch of tanks, which made the bone-chewing tribe suffer a lot."

   The Battlefield guy was tight in his heart and nodded.

   "Yes... I seem to have heard of it."

   Seeing his brother's nervous expression, Colway smiled and patted his shoulder.

   "Don't worry, that kind of thing is good for savage predators, we just need to hang a curtain under the tank's crotch, wrap around the drone's propeller, or hang a baffle."

   Bombs are only effective if they are detonated directly under the chassis.

   If it just blows up on the turret or the hull, that little shock wave will tickle their tank at best.

  The Battlefield guy nodded in understanding, but he silently memorized these clues in his heart.

   A group of people waited in the open space.

   Just when the battlefield guy had a good understanding of the situation here, an officer came from not far away and stopped in front of Colway.

   "We have verified your identity, and we will arrange a vehicle to take you to the command post."

  Colway stretched a relieved smile on his face and returned a military salute.

   followed Adan who was not far away and came forward to congratulate him.

   "Congratulations, Mr. Colway, soon you will be back on your team."

   "Thank you for your help, I will remember this favor," Colway shook his hand and continued, "What are your plans in the future?"

  Adan thought for a while and replied with a smile.

"When the logistics officer here completes the handover of materials with me, I will probably continue to go on the road for the next transaction. The Lion Kingdom should not last for two months. Before this war is over, I plan to make a few more orders. ."

   "It seems that we are separated," Colway smiled and stretched out his right hand, "but I believe that there will be a place for you in this land illuminated by the rays of the sun in the future, and there will be a period in the future."

   A look of surprise flashed across Adan's face, he shook his right hand with a smile.

   "I borrow your auspicious words, there will be an appointment in the future!"

   Just as Colway was saying goodbye to Adan, the battlefield guy was looking around, trying to find a place where he could get off the assembly line.

  The new equipment being sent from the rear, and the mutant mercenaries in the great desert...

   Such cool information.

   This time, we must be able to fire!

   It will be back to normal tomorrow.

   (end of this chapter)