This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 437 Caliber, that is justice!

   Airport in the north of Dawn City.

   dragged the large transport plane with blue tail flames and slowly landed on the spacious runway.

   A group of players stood on the edge of the airport to watch, enviously discussing when the Alliance would be able to complete this thing.

   Looking at the mole that got out of the cabin door, and the mosquitoes who happened to be near the airport, I came up and asked curiously.

   "Where's that guy Fang Chang? Why didn't he come back with you?"

   Mole shook his head and smiled.

   "No, that guy has been missing since he arrived in the ideal city, and he doesn't know where to hang out."

   Mosquito immediately became happy when he heard it, and choreographed it with a cheap smile.

   "Got it! 80% of the time this guy lost contact in a nightclub!"

   Killing: "Is this guy worthy of the little wife at home!"

   Soul Chasing: "It's so abominable!!"

   Killing God: "Pass it on! Fang Chang is so foolish that he lost contact!"

   persuades the fight: "It's being passed on, it's being passed on!"

   Looking at these restless guys, Mole smiled and said in his heart that you should spread it, it is better to spread it more outrageous.

   In this way, my heart will be balanced.

   However, before he was secretly having fun for two seconds, the good brothers of the Skeleton Corps surrounded him.

The    brothers were not polite at all, and they didn't even say a word of greeting, and they hurriedly asked questions as soon as they met.

   "Dude, what about the game?"

   "Is it on sale?"

   "How many are the sales?"

   "Why don't you bring a game console back and have a look!"

   Mole's expression was slightly embarrassed, he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, hehe smiled and said.

   "It's just released, just released... What sales could it have on the shelves last night."

   As for the game console, there is no way.

   That thing needs an endpoint cloud to provide information services.

  Although I heard that the servers of the Refuge are also quantum computers, the managers should not use their precious computing power and nuclear energy to play games for them.

  Irena looked at the mole and said with a funny smile.

   "Okay, let's go and sell our **** back to us."

   "More than one million, bro!" Elf King Fugui also had a smile on his face, and patted his shoulder hard, "Don't forget, that's more than one million!"

   Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on Mole's forehead, and he forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, when did you cheat on you? This project is absolutely reliable! A stable batch!"

   said, he was madly complaining in his heart.

   These dog things!

  The lord brought you guys to make a fortune and cut the leeks from the neighbors, and you just stared at the principal!

   Can you have a bit of a pattern!

  As long as their games sell out in the ideal, the brothers of the Skeleton Corps will immediately become the richest tycoons in the entire league!

Everything will be better!

   However, this group of guys who watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal, obviously don't care about that little money.

   Mainly I want to see if this dude loses money, will he really sell his ass.

  Senior cloud player [Professor Yang of Thunder and Lightning Dharma King] has already opened an offer on the forum, spending a huge sum of money and a silver coin to bet his game will never be popular.

   The reason is simple.

   In terms of setting, even if it is not a prosperous era, people have played the "Internet" for more than 200 years, and the surfing time is longer than the earth, and I don't know where it is!

  Have you never seen a flying pig?

  The reason why people don't have that type of game is not because they can't make them, but the result of market choices!

   Brother Yeao also bet half a silver coin for the New Year's money, but he doesn't have that many crooked bowels, mainly because he is not bad for that money.

   It is reasonable to say that although the game is virtual, the virtual must also be logical. As long as it is different from his logic, it must be impossible, even if it is possible, it is illogical!

  Logical closed loop, no problem with the old iron!

  Everyone is joking.

   At this time, a blue power armor, carrying a huge nitrogen power hammer and a Gauss rifle, walked towards the crowd.

   Out of respect for that lord (favorability), everyone quickly stopped the talk.

   Especially Mole, as soon as he saw the manager, he seemed to have seen a savior.

   He hurriedly seized the opportunity to get rid of the entanglement of his good brothers, raised his head upright with a loyal face, and knocked his right fist on his chest.

   "Dear Administrator, what are your orders to recall your most loyal warriors?"

  Chu Guang smiled lightly.

   did not answer directly, but simply waved his hand.

"follow me."

   After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the airport.

   Seeing the broad back, Mole was stunned for a moment, and then he was excited and quickly followed.

   I didn’t say it in public.

   Definitely something big!

Just as Mole was bathed in envy, jealous and hateful eyes, and followed behind the camp boss towards the military camp, a pale lady was limping down the cabin door. airplane.

   As soon as her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help retching.

   In fact, it is reasonable to say that the killer whale transport aircraft is using a "hair dryer", and it is not known how many times more stable than the "oil dryer".

  However, there are differences in people's physiques, and some people can't stand this kind of transportation by nature.

   For example, Li Shuyue is such a person.

   She didn't know why this happened. This was the first time she had left the ideal city, and it was the first time she had gone so far.

   Obviously she didn't feel the slightest bit when she took the maglev car and elevator, but she started to get airsick not long after she left the ideal city.

  Li Changkong looked at the woman who got off the plane in surprise, and quickly stepped forward, trying to help her.

   "Mr. Li? Why are you here?"

   Although Ruyue Group is only a subsidiary of Ideal Group, no one dares to underestimate this CEO.

  Li Changkong, as the manager of the construction department of the Ideal Group, is quite familiar with the family status of the major shareholders in the group.

   For example, Li Shuyue, her father is one of the major shareholders of Ideal Group.

   Ruyue Group can achieve a market value of tens of billions, of course, the CEO's personal ability is in it, but the background also played a big role in being able to obtain financing and orders from the ideal group.

   This situation is not uncommon in Ideal City.

  Because of the decentralized management of Ideal City, it was first implemented in the financial field, so there is no such thing as the central bank, and there is no bank serving the central bank.

The asset management and venture capital departments of major groups perform some of the functions of a bank. Generally, startups want to obtain funds, either by borrowing money from other companies, or launching crowdfunding projects on the endpoint cloud, or they can only get it through roadshows Venture capital from other companies or potential clients.

   As for why this phenomenon occurs, it has to start with the essence of the currency Cr (credit point).

   "...Is this the Dawn City?" Li Shuyue looked around, looking at the bare land and the monotonous hangars in the distance, her expression slightly disappointed.

   feels like a very ordinary survivor settlement.

   is not necessarily comparable to some of the slightly larger survivor city-states in the Province of the Clouds.

   When she was investigating relevant information on Endpoint Cloud before, she still had some expectations in her heart.

Especially those scholars and experts in the ideal city, they are not blushing when they brag about it. A paradise for...

   In short, those who have been there say yes, and those who have never been there say yes.

   A look at the results...

That's it?

   is just a personal opinion,

   Maybe the alliance is too young, her first impression was a little disappointed, and she was even a little worried about the investment.

   "That's right, this is the airport in the north of Dawn City, and a little further south is the city. There is a highway over a hundred kilometers that we built!"

  Li Changkong said with a bright face, showing off the results of his work over the past month.

   Li Shuyue, who was still airsick, nodded, but her expression was obviously not very interested.

   Now she just wants to find a place to solve her personal hygiene problem.

   "Here...is there a washroom?" Her expression was slightly unnatural, and she had written everything she wanted to say on her face.

   "Washing area?"

  Li Changkong was stunned, then smiled awkwardly as if thinking of something, "There are public toilets...but you may not be used to it."

   Li Shuyue was at a loss, not knowing what she was not used to. There must be separate toilets and washbasins.

   Seeing her blank expression, Li Changkong said embarrassedly.

"Uh... They are still in the initial stage of development, and the conditions here are a bit primitive. You have no business travel experience, so you choose such a difficult place as soon as you come up... In fact, I don't recommend it very much. I suggest you prepare more. It would be better to come again.”

  Li Shuyue looked back at the plane, and the moment she saw that thing, her legs subconsciously softened.

   Now it’s not impossible to go back by plane.

but--

   Her stubborn temper came up.

   has come, you can't go back empty-handed.

   gritted her teeth, Li Shuyue turned her head coldly, her crescent-like eyes narrowed.

   "You underestimate me?"

  Li Changkong was speechless.

"how come?"

  Li Shuyue said lightly.

   "Please help me arrange a hotel...the best hotel here."

   "Okay!" Nodding quickly, Li Changkong thought that it was too late to build a building, so he could only bite the bullet and said, "I'll help you get in touch!"

  The most famous hotel in the alliance is naturally a road hotel.

   But it is famous not because of how comfortable the hotel itself is, but because of the liveliness of the place.

  Because merchants from south to north often stay here, the news here is often the most well-informed, and sometimes the bartender at the bar knows things that the manager doesn’t know.

   just stood at the door.

   Looking at the hotel lobby full of people, Li Changkong, who came back here for the first time, looked embarrassed again, and said quickly.

   "Or... I will help you apply for the qualification of dispatcher from the parent company. You can live in the embassy as a diplomat. The house and cement there are shipped from Ideal City."

  Li Shuyue shook her head and crossed the threshold with her suitcase.

   "That's not legal, I'll live here."

  Li Changkong's expression became a little subtle.

   Really speaking of compliance issues...

   Might as well discuss how you got here.

   But having said that, the group and the council did not expressly stipulate that "unrelated persons" are not allowed to use military aid flights for business reasons.

   noticed the situation at the entrance of the hotel.

   Lisa in a waiter costume stepped forward, looked cautiously at the well-dressed lady in front of her, and said cautiously.

   "Hello ma'am, are you... here to find someone?"

  Although she was carrying luggage in her hand, Lisa subconsciously felt that this person did not look like a guest who would come here to stay.

   "I'm here to live in the store," Li Shuyue glanced at the old man behind the bar, then looked at Li Changkong next to him, frowning, "Why are child laborers still employed here?"

   "I'm an adult," Lisa hurriedly explained.

  Li Changkong said quickly: "I can assure you that the law and execution of the alliance is definitely the benchmark for the entire River Valley Province!"

   Li Shuyue glanced at Lisa suspiciously, but did not embarrass the little girl, she said in a soft voice.

   "Can you help me find a quieter room?"

  Lisa nodded obediently.

   "Yeah! Please leave your luggage to me."

  Li Shuyue shook her head.

   "No, I'll just take it myself."

  …

   Barracks not far from the airport.

   Mole, who was behind Chu Guang, was pondering all the way, what treasure the manager should take him to see.

   Finally arrived at his destination, and a large warehouse appeared in front of him.

   stopped at the door of the warehouse, Chu Guang looked at the guard on duty and nodded.

  The iron gate soon opened.

  A pitch-black figure quickly entered Mole's pupils, and at the same time, excitement and eager longing appeared on his face.

   That was a tank.

  The towering body and heavy front armor perfectly interpret the word big is beauty.

   Especially the muzzle that is thick enough to fit half of the face in, and the 10mm coaxial machine gun parallel to the side of the barrel, is a combination of mechanical beauty and violent aesthetics.

   It is not the BMP of the No. 1 tank with five pairs of road wheels and a big car carrying a small gun!

   But a real tank!

   It's just that the thick and long barrel seems to be a little too big to be ridiculous.

   went completely from one extreme to the other.

   Looking at the steel monster in front of him, Chu Guang had an old father-like smile on his face.

"Tank No. 2, produced by Factory No. 81, has been widened on the basis of Tank No. 1. The aid engineers of Changge Group helped us improve the turret, and Silver Wing Group helped us improve the power system and transmission structure. The gun was a 155mm smoothbore gun—"

   "155!?" Mole's eyes widened, hissing in the cool air that smelled of engine oil.

  Chu Guang nodded.

   "Yes, don't you think the bigger the caliber, the better?"

   "Good! It's so good!"

  The mole nodded excitedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and his eyes glowed.

   He really agrees with this sentence!

   Sure enough, managers still have a big pattern, a big strategy, a big wisdom, and a big vision...

   I don't know where he is taller than his "hu friends and dog friends"!

  Chu Guang smiled kindly, looked at the tank in the workshop and continued.

   "At present, we have produced 30 No. 2 tanks, which have just been unloaded at the railway station. In addition, there are 5 B-types, using No. 60 electromagnetic guns imported from Ideal City."

   "Although the First Corps of the Alliance also needs armored units, considering your excellent performance in the last battle, I plan to give you priority!"

   As for armor thickness, durability, auxiliary accessories, etc., Chu Guang did not mention a word.

   That kind of stuff is superfluous for Alliance tanks.

  AI fire control?

  Auxiliary sight?

  Add capacitors?

   What's the use of asking for those things!

  The loyal "primarchs" are the most powerful black technology, and the singularity-level technology "morphogenesis field" is invincible in the world!

   If the potential of carbon-based life forms is not fully exploited, where can he get these 30 tanks?

  The entire alliance has a population of just over 100,000 people, and the industrial population is less than 30%. The proportion of military expenditure in the total output value has already increased to the sky.

  30 vehicles per month.

   That's all the production capacity after Moustache was laid down in Czechoslovakia.

   The coalition’s fusion reactor has only been fired for less than two months, and industrial subsidy policies and quantitative easing have been in place for less than a year.

   In order to let more players use reliable equipment, and at the same time have to take into account the development of the alliance, Chu Guang felt that he had done his best.

   However, Mole obviously didn't care about the thickness of the armor, and was completely attracted by the electromagnetic gun.

   These things are used for coastal defense guns and naval guns in reality, and I have never heard of them being able to mount tanks.

   After the manager finished speaking, he hurriedly asked the most concerned question.

   "What does that number 60 mean?"

   caliber?

Will   60mm be too small?

   Seeing his ignorant expression, Chu Guang knew what he was thinking, and smiled lightly.

   "60, of course, means that the kinetic energy of the muzzle is 60 megajoules!"

  60 MJ!

   Hearing this number, Mole was instantly startled.

   He remembered correctly, Lao Mi's MK45 127mm naval gun has a muzzle kinetic energy of only 10 MJ...

  60 MJ!

   Six times the kinetic energy of a naval gun muzzle? !

   This is so special! ?

   Seeing that the little player was speechless in shock, Chu Guang continued.

   "...The Union Army Command positioned the Type B as a tank destroyer."

"Because of the high price, we only made 5 of them, mainly for the high-strength spaced armor of the Conqueror No. 10 tank, and the No. 11 tank that appeared in the information. At the same time, in order to prevent the 100mm gun from being penetrated, we The turret and turret have been reinforced, and the relative mobility will be slightly weaker."

   Using the captured tank wreckage for testing, the No. 60 electromagnetic gun can not only break the defense, but also hit the weak link of the armor and even shoot through it directly.

   The performance in actual combat will definitely be different, but he believes that the technology of his allies and the will of the players to fight will not disappoint him!

   Restraining the excitement in his heart, Mole looked at Chu Guang, and made an oath with a loyal face.

   "Dear Administrator, I'm ready to go out, you just need to tell me where the enemies of the Alliance are, and I'll drive it to annihilate them all!"

good.

energetic!

  Chu Guang nodded approvingly and said with a smile.

   "Don't worry, the army headquarters of the alliance, there will be tasks for you soon."

   said, he put away his smile, took out the holographic computer pen that Pai gave him, and pressed it lightly, projecting the map of Luoxia Province in the air.

  The red circle marks the southern part of Luoxia Province, 150 kilometers from the double-headed peak of the Zobal Mountains.

   A red arrow spans a distance of 900 kilometers, pointing there from Dawn City.

   "...The Legion is stationed on the east side of No. 4 Oasis in the southern part of Luoxia Province, with a team of at least 10,000 people. It is suspected that they are building an airport. Once they succeed, our homeland will be included in the strategic bombing range of the Legion."

   "In addition, according to reliable information, a nuclear bomb with a yield of one million tons is being sent to Luoxia Province from the west. We judge that this nuclear bomb is very likely to be sent to that airport."

   Watching the Mole whose expression gradually became serious, Chu Guang paused for a moment and continued.

   "You only have five days to prepare. During these five days, you need to learn the operation of the equipment and the maintenance of the equipment under the guidance of the technicians."

   "The distance from Dawn City to Lost Valley is nearly 900 kilometers, of which the off-road section is nearly 700 kilometers. Your mission is only one."

   "Strictly keep secrets, be cautious, and advance quickly. Before the Legion can react, you must use a lightning-like offensive to destroy the defense line of the local garrison-"

   "Stop them at all costs!"

   "Take the airport!"

  …

   Just when the Alliance was secretly planning the second military operation, a major event occurred in the Petra Fortress, which was nearly a thousand kilometers away.

   A business firm named White Bear Knights from the River Valley Province rented a warehouse and set up the "White Bear Knights Bank".

   President is a talking big white bear.

  's kindness made her unable to bear the suffering of the slum.

  So she decided to help the refugees who had escaped from the north with her friends, and exchanged golden camel coins for their worthless waste - golden lion coins.

   As soon as I heard that someone was willing to accept golden lion coins, the slums outside the city instantly boiled.

   Most of them escaped from Oasis No. 9, and no one wants the money in their pockets.

   Almost all the refugees rushed over, for fear that they would be gone if they arrived late.

   In addition to the refugees, some locals also ran over.

   But they are not here to exchange money, but to watch the fun.

  There are many rare things in the wasteland.

   But it is the first time many people have seen a talking bear.

   "How can a bear have so much money?"

   "Ghost knows!"

   "But what's the use of these people for gold lion coins? Those things are all scrap metal."

   "Maybe kindness is overflowing to nowhere."

   A few traders in long coats looked at them with sneers on their faces.

   Don’t change the golden camel coins in your pocket for dinars, but go to the golden lion coins instead.

   Does this mean that the devaluation rate is not fast enough?

   On the other side, inside the gate of the bank, poor people in ragged clothes waved their purses, and the clanging sound almost drowned out the shouting.

  Old Bulma stood in front of the counter with a headache, scrambling to keep accounts, and helping these poor people exchange the waste in their hands for golden camels that can buy bread.

  Although the president is a bear, it is always impossible for Xiong to keep accounts, and he has to be the "counter manager" to do the manual work of cashier.

   "Sir, you are fine, give me a little more." A unkempt man finally squeezed in front and placed a bag of money on the table with a thud.

   Although his outfit is pitiful enough, the bag of money in his hand is not pitiful at all.

   The people behind him were probably servants, and they were all carrying bags of money.

   "No, our boss stipulates that one person can only exchange 200 gold camel coins."

  Old Boomer shook his head and asked the guy next to him to count out 1,200 gold lion coins and take them away.

   As long as coins, do not exchange paper made of paper.

   After counting, he took out a purse that had shrunk six times, put it next to the bulky purse, and continued looking at the unkempt man.

   "You need to swear to the Spirit of the Sand Sea, you won't be lining up here again today."

   Looking at the old man who was holding on to the purse, the man reluctantly raised his hand to swear by faith, but secretly said in his heart, "I will come tomorrow."

   The four servants behind him also stepped forward and exchanged money for their master.

   Several burly mercenaries stood at the door with their arms crossed, watching the group walk away before averting their eyes and continuing to work as bank security.

   As for whether that person will come back after a detour, it is not something they worry about.

   Employers have explained that it is impossible to expect 100% implementation of the rules. What they have to do is not to completely eliminate the phenomenon of re-queuing, but to raise the threshold for violations, so as to ensure that more people can exchange money to survive.

  The food in the Hump Kingdom is very cheap, 200 gold camel coins, which is enough for a long time.

  The currency exchange rate for the first three days of the bank's opening is six to one, and after three days it will be increased to ten to one, and the upper limit of individual exchange is no longer limited, allowing those nobles with a lot of money to exchange money in large quantities.

   As for the meaning of this, it is not entirely out of mercy.

   More for safety reasons.

   Knowing how to make money is not being smart, but being able to get out of your body when you make money is...

   Looking at the surging crowd outside the door, Fleshly felt that social phobia was committed again, the dog looked at the tail beside him cowardly and whispered.

   "People, there are a lot of people... let's go out and watch."

"Oh! It's okay, Rourou, the tail will be with you!" He patted Rourou's broad shoulders, the tail smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Just hold on for a while, and we can change shifts with Sisi and the others! Just It's time to practice courage!"

  Rourou nodded, plucked up the courage and continued to persevere.

   This bank, called the White Bear Knights, was lively from early morning until late in the evening.

   After closing the door of the bank, Old Boomer walked over to Si Si with the ledger and said respectfully.

   "We spent a total of 2.1 million golden camel coins today and recovered a total of 12.6 million golden lion coins."

   "Not bad." Si Si's face showed a happy smile.

   It seems that the people who escaped from Oasis No. 9 and came here are not ordinary rich people, and they actually consumed 2 million gold camel coins under the condition of restricted purchases.

   After waiting for three days, I am afraid that someone will come to her to exchange money in a van.

   This can make more money than buying a cow!

  Speaking of which, it seems that the Knights Templar started out like this. The little money they made in the war was not enough to pay off, but they made their fortune by lending and money orders.

   However, the Knights of the White Bears are not currently open to usury business.

  Siss couldn't help but think, if the war is over and Oasis No. 9 starts to rebuild, it's better to open this business.

   Lend the money you exchanged today to the person who came to exchange the money today.

   can also be considered to be taken from people and used for people.

   "We should hire more mercenaries," Sisi rubbed his chin and said seriously, "Our business might be remembered."

  Old Booma couldn't help crying and laughing for a while when he heard this, thinking who would care about these scraps of copper and iron.

Now there are rumors all over the city, that the stupid big money from the river valley province has too much money and nowhere to spend, and exchanged the hard-earned money of the runners for a bunch of junk, I am afraid that when they go back, they will lose their pants. Gone.

   cleared his throat, old Boomer said respectfully.

"It's enough to invite these mercenaries. If you are really worried, we can give the city defense captain a little money and let him set up a patrol post near us... Those guards who are loyal to the city lord are more effective than how many people you invite, and It doesn't cost much."

   Patrol is their job.

   As for where to patrol, that's a matter of authority.

  Those refugees from other places are most afraid of getting into trouble, especially the local guards. As long as the patrols come here from time to time to take two steps, no matter how hard they are, they will be honest.

A smile appeared on   ss's face.

   "That's a good idea, thank you."

   "You're welcome... You saved my life and returned the property you looted from the bandits. I should have done these things for you." Old Boomer said respectfully.

   Intuition told him that the lady in front of him was someone who could achieve great things.

   Anyway, his age is not suitable to be a businessman, so he might as well get a job in this bank.

   After arranging tomorrow's work, Sisi found the mercenary chief who was standing guard at the door.

  The brawny guy with the muscles was holding his arms, chatting and laughing with a few brothers next to him, where to go for a drink for a while.

   After the sun goes down for a while, it will be time for them to get off work. The lively crowd will turn from the market to the commercial street. Where can there be endless fun.

   "Are you interested in working overtime?"

   Hearing the boss's voice, the mercenary chief whistled.

   "Please tell me, miss, it's my honor to serve the beauty."

   The mercenaries who stood beside him also coaxed and said.

   "As long as you are willing to pay, I can do anything."

   "I can squeeze my shoulders!"

   "I'll beat my back!"

  Siss smiled lightly.

   "Have you heard of the Legion stationed in the Lost Valley."

  The mercenaries looked at each other, wondering why the gold master said this.

  The head of the mercenary touched the stubble on his chin, recalled for a while, and said.

   "In the past two days... there seem to be similar rumors in the tavern, and the rumors are outrageous enough. It is said that a team of 10,000 people is stationed there, and they shoot when they see people approaching, and they don't know what they are doing."

"It's not enough," Sis threw him a bulging purse, "the people here don't have enough imagination, and the rumors should be a little more outrageous. The frontline camp is being built to welcome the arrival of the large troops..."

   Looking at the surprised mercenary chief, she pointed to the bag of money in his hand.

   "There are 1000 gold camel coins here. I hope this time tomorrow, the entire Petra fortress is discussing when the legion plans to attack the city, and how those big noses mistreat the captives..."

   "I wish I could see the helplessness and fear on people's faces wherever I go."

  The Lost Valley is very wide, with a radius of 10 kilometers, and you can't see the east from the west.

   But even so, with the regiment's patrol strength, it is still very difficult to get close to the past.

   And once found, there is no chance to escape.

   Therefore, if you want to conquer the ruins, there is no hope of relying on brute force, and it is useless to prepare more equipment and ammunition.

   She needs someone to contain the Legion.

   Or at least get the Legion's attention.

   In this way, we can create opportunities for them to touch the valley.

  The mercenary chief looked at his employer with a look of surprise. He didn't understand what she wanted to do, especially he didn't expect this beautiful girl to be filled with bad water.

   But after seeing the purse, he didn't ask any more questions, hehe smiled and put the purse into his arms, and even imitated those nobles who made a lot of money, and bowed lamely.

   "It's my honor to serve you!"

   He was about to go to the tavern for a drink, and it wasn't an easy job.

   Arrange a few brothers who like to join in the fun to dive into the crowd, form a circle and shout, and in a few minutes, those who like to join in the fun will be attracted.

   One pass ten, ten pass one hundred...

   As long as idlers like them have the heart to contribute to the flames, the entire Petra Fortress will soon know that the Legion's people are coming.

   (end of this chapter)