This Game is Too Real

  Although he didn't show his face on the front line for more than a week, Chu Guang always had a little player in the back watching him silently.

   After seeing a series of rude operations by these players, Chu Guang was also dumbfounded.

   "Good guy... This 'game' really makes them understand."

   Cannon fodder training is okay.

   Not only helped the pangolins brush the heads, but also helped the friendly army to go to the inventory at the bottom of the press box.

   In this way, the pangolins got the military industry, the newbies got growth, the friendly forces got new equipment, and the alliance got arms orders... After all, he won at least three times, and he still won while lying down.

  Which genius came up with this idea!

   Sitting on the desk, Xiao Qi tilted her little head, observed the expression on Chu Guang's face, and asked in a low voice.

   "Master, it feels like you are in danger of being undercover in the Legion... Do you want me to remind them? Don't play too exaggerated."

   "No need, just let them go," Chu Guang smiled and shook his head, "That guy doesn't die so easily. Showing mercy on the battlefield is too fake, but it's more real. It would be better if he could get hurt."

   As a war hero, he was sent back to the rear to recuperate, and maybe he could go to the west of the Central Continent for him to see what was going on at the Legion.

   He always listened to Vanus, how powerful and majestic the Triumph City is, there is not even a photo, and the information on this official website is not very good to write.

  Xiaoqi nodded as if he didn't understand.

   "Okay."

   Although I don’t understand it very well, but the master said so, so there should be no problem.

   Sliding the mouse wheel with his index finger, Chu Guang continued to browse the posts on the forum.

   Almost reached the point of going offline. In the group named [No Inner Ghosts], a certain inner ghost suddenly jumped out.

   Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Brothers are cute!!! Big inside story!"

  The edge of the water: "What's the inside story?"

  I am the darkest: "You were carried away by Mengxin?"

  Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Fuck off! Seriously, wasn't the front line short of ammunition before? At first, our ammunition was distributed from other sections of this defense zone. Today, it suddenly started to be distributed from other defense zones!"

   Canyon is running away Mole: "Fuck?!"

  The edge of the water: "Really?"

Commander    Spring Water: "Can you identify which zone it is!?"

  Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, that's exactly what I'm talking about. The ammunition boxes delivered today are engraved with the numbers G40 and 41. No accident, it should be sent by these two zones!"

   Canyon Fleeing Mole: "Brilliant!"

  Quan Shui Commander: "You remember to count the ammunition sent every time! At that time, we can calculate the remaining ammunition in each defense area, and adjust the offensive route of the No. 3 plan in a targeted manner!"

When    typed these words, Commander Quan Shui was so excited that his palms almost sweated.

   If all goes well, by the time the operation officially begins next week, they will be facing a group of defenders starved of ammunition and demoralized.

   This kind of defense line is fragile like an egg shell, it will be broken when you knock it!

   As long as they can tear a hole in their defense line, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps can drive straight in at Oasis No. 3, and cooperate with the troops of the following divisions in the rear to quickly divide the battlefield and completely disintegrate the enemy's defense force.

   Totally wipe out the 100,000 army!

   Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, what kind of merit does this count as? (proud

  Commander Quan Shui: "It's a great honor!"

   Edge stroke: "6666!"

   In just one week, the 700th team led by the pangolins had wiped out a thousand troops of the Alliance.

   The victory over the past few days has not only boosted the confidence of the soldiers on the front line, but also the officers at all levels of command can not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

   Before heading to the front line, they saw frightened deserters and heard rumours about how brutal and brutal the Union soldiers were.

   Looking at it now, it’s nothing more than that.

  I think it was just an excuse for their own failures by those clumsy followers.

   Today, the legendary deeds of the G53-7 defense zone are like wings, and they have spread throughout the entire army under Griffin's instruction.

   This kind of legendary story boosts morale, just like an ace sniper or pilot.

  Although one or two elites can't change the direction of the whole battle, they can give most people the confidence of "I can do it too".

   There are many opinions within the legion as to why the alliance insists on holding on to the G53-7 defense zone and refuses to invest more troops to fight.

   Some people believe that the G53 position may be the strategic focus of the alliance's next phase of the offensive plan, and they intend to use it as a breakthrough in the battle.

   But most people still prefer another way of saying it.

   That is, there was disagreement within the alliance over whether to continue the war.

   This is not uncommon on the Legion's road to conquest.

  Although the army has a huge size, not every battle of every army can get a hearty victory.

  Especially those wars that are not dominated by the overall will of the legion, are occasionally put together by the survivor forces entrenched in the place.

   But even so, these survivors' settlements finally chose to surrender out of fear of the huge size of the legion.

   Of course, there are a few who believe that the reason may be more immediate than the disagreement of ideas - the alliance is almost untenable in the physical sense.

  War is a money-burning game.

It is true that    corporate aid to the alliance is true, but so is the continued loss of aid caused by it. If the alliance bears all the logistical expenses by itself, the alliance's economic size and fledgling industrial capacity may not be able to last even a week.

   These information were provided by their business partner, the Free State of Bougra in the northern part of the valley province.

  It is not difficult to explain why the soldiers who launched the "suicide attack" towards the G53-7 line of defense are pulling their crotch more than once.

  G53-7 Camp.

   Looking at the bundles of rifles and ammunition of different calibers and lengths piled up on the ground, the officers who came here to recover the spoils couldn't help but sneered.

   "Did they take out all the stock at the bottom of the press box?"

  The equipment captured on the battlefield has a high failure rate, so before it can be used, it usually needs to be sent to the repair team under the ten thousand team for maintenance and reconditioning.

   The positioning of this repair team is probably similar to the maintenance company under the division level.

  According to the military regulations of the legion, unless there are special circumstances, combat units at all levels are not allowed to detain captured equipment without permission. They need to be sent to the maintenance team for reconditioning, and then transferred to the logistics team for unified distribution.

   However, this military rule is not strictly enforced.

   After all, it is up to the frontline commanders to judge whether the situation is special or not. Considering that the supplies may be gone one day, most commanders prefer to keep the supplies themselves.

  Especially now that the problem is clearly made up, no matter how high the failure rate of these captured weapons is, it is better than nothing.

   However, the pangolin is different. This simple war hero "generously" gave up all the materials seized from the alliance.

joke.

   He is not stupid!

  What kind of rifles did that dog from Quan Shui send to Mengxin? Mengxin can't figure it out, can he figure it out?

   These are all Beta versions, iron-barreled rifle dogs are not needed!

   "It seems that there is a big problem with the alliance's logistics," the battlefield guy whistled and casually echoed, "Maybe it won't be long before we can win."

   The officer grinned.

   "I really don't know how the rookies who escaped from Oasis No. 9 fought."

  The Battlefielder teased.

   "Just so we can teach them hands-on."

"Ha ha."

  The officer laughed happily.

  Although this pangolin is not a Willant, it is quite interesting to speak unexpectedly.

   And no matter who they are, as long as they can cheer up the Alliance and express their ill-will for them, they are their good friends.

   He even likes this guy a little bit.

   At this time, a woman with dark brown hair jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck at the end of the convoy.

  The sudden appearance of a woman in the military camp of the eldest men naturally attracted the attention of a group of ten commanders, and even the not-so-smart clones looked over.

   That looks really good.

   But after seeing her towering nose bridge, the officers who were planning to whistle and molest them all turned out to be deflated balls, and they stayed where they were cool.

  The Willands don't take them seriously.

  Although they were fortunate to be transferred from the army to the regular army, luck alone is not enough for them to climb high.

   They knew very well that it was impossible for those big noses to take a fancy to them, but they would give them two whips for being offended.

  The Battlefielder looked at the woman twice.

   Her pupils are blue, her dark brown hair is braided, and she has the iconic Wieland nose bridge...and taller peaks.

The    legion is not without women, but almost all of them are "foreign races" who work as servants. This is the first time he has seen a pure-blooded Willante.

   And it was the first time he discovered that this big nose is not always so ugly, it still depends on which face it is placed on.

  The woman walked straight towards him.

   "Hello, Mr. Pangolin."

"You are?"

"Penny, the reporter of "Triumphal", it's a pleasure to meet you," the woman smiled and stretched out her right hand, showing the notebook and recorder in her arms, "The command sent me here to understand the situation... Is it convenient for you to be interviewed now?"

   "Triumph", as the name suggests, is the newspaper issued by Triumph City, and it is also the most widely circulated newspaper within the legion. However, due to the efficiency of information dissemination and other reasons, the versions printed in different regions are quite different.

   For example, in Triumph City, Triumph News mainly reports on the news of Triumph City, while the news from the front line is usually placed after three pages.

But on the front line, the content of "Triumph" will try to avoid the topic of hometown and family as much as possible, but focus on victory, beauty, cool stories and all the news that can stimulate the hormones of soldiers, and there are some incidental news that can pass Guessing and crossword puzzles for boring time in the war.

   Most of the grass-roots officers are literate and can read to ordinary soldiers, and the radio will also read newspapers at specific times.

In order to ensure the enthusiasm of the soldiers to expand the territory, the officers need someone to show off their muscles on the battlefield, someone to live the extravagant life of an emperor in the colony of survivors, and someone to make a fortune by relying on the war... even if It is also possible to make this kind of newspaper without a little modification.

Just like bread, alcohol and tobacco,    does not require soldiers to pay for them and is part of the logistics.

   As soon as he heard that "The Triumph" was going to interview him, the fieldman remembered what Coleway had said to him yesterday, and he was immediately amused, and immediately shook her hand.

   "It's my honor to be able to serve the beauty. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

   Flattery about appearance is old-fashioned, but it never goes out of style.

   Sure enough, the corners of Penny's mouth lifted slightly, showing a happy expression.

   "In order not to waste your time, I'll go straight to the point."

   shook her bangs gently, she skillfully opened the recorder, looked at the questions written in the book beforehand, and said.

   "So first question... do you have any family?"

  The battlefield guy said without hesitation.

   "I'm an orphan, and the Chief Colway who takes me in is my family."

  Penny looked at him in surprise, and continued to ask with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

   "I heard that you are an Awakener?"

"Yes."

   "You must have gone through a very hard workout, right?"

  The battlefield guy smiled embarrassedly.

   "Uh, that's not true. In fact, I woke up inexplicably... I still haven't figured out what happened."

   Penny was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

   "It's also true that most of the Awakened people accidentally discovered that they had acquired abilities that were different from ordinary people... Even survivors other than the Willantes have a certain probability of being the lucky ones."

   After a pause, she continued.

   "Then may I ask... what makes you invincible on the battlefield?"

  Battlefield guy answered almost without thinking.

   "Of course loyalty to the Marshal!"

  Penny was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously.

   "But...Aren't you from Jinchuan Province? You must have never met the Marshal, right?"

   "It's not important," the battlefield guy said with a straight face without blushing, "Although I have never met His Majesty the Marshal, and I have never been to Triumph City, the idea of ​​that lord deeply attracted me."

   "This chaotic world needs order! And only when noble blood flows from all veins can this world usher in eternal order!"

   Hearing that impassioned speech, Penny's expression couldn't help but be moved.

This is…

   What loyalty!

   "Then what do you think of your superior Colway--"

The voice of    was interrupted by a sudden explosion.

  A deafening explosion came from the front line not far away, and the flying stones and dust rushed up to a height of more than ten meters, and even sprinkled near the convoy.

  The soldiers of the repair company raised their arms and shielded their heads to avoid them.

   The officer's hat was blown off by the turbulent air wave, and the complexion of the battlefield changed instantly.

  Fuck!

   is not the same as the promised time, right?

   The vengeful newcomers did not leave him any time to hesitate.

  After a short pause, a whizzing scream suddenly came from the air.

  I saw gas canisters with steel pipes inserted in their butts flying around in the sky, explosions and firelights blooming on the battlefield like a goddess scattered flowers.

   "Lie down!"

   watched a huge gas tank fly towards this side, and the warlord's face changed wildly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Penny's arm, dragging her to the ground.

   This guy can't die!

   Or he can't be forced to pretend for a long time? !

   "Boom!"

   At the moment when the two fell down, the loud explosion sounded almost at the same time. The turbulent shock wave raged and spread, overturning a truck on the spot, and almost didn't lift the maintenance team officer who had boasted with him before.

  It was half a minute after the dust had settled.

   Confirmed that there were no new explosions, and the Battlefielder released Penny, who was pressed down by him, and got up from the ground.

   "Damn! Bah--"

   spit out the sand in his mouth, and the battlefield guy wiped the ashes from his face, cursed and looked at the stunned war reporter.

"Are you OK?"

   This guy is not very good.

   Is it your first time to work?

   didn't answer his question, Penny's face was pale, she was lying on the ground and didn't dare to get up, her eyes were full of unresolved fear, and her pants were vaguely wet. After a long time, she said in a trembling voice.

   "Just now, what was that...?"

  Listen to that voice…

  Why is it louder than a 100mm gun? !

  The battlefield guy smiled.

   "The gas tank bomb is really powerful, but it's not accurate, and the range is not very far... It's not the first time we've encountered it.

   Penny swallowed.

   Gas Can Bombs? !

   This is...how barbaric!

   "Do you guys suffer from this kind of shelling every day...?" Her voice trembled, and she didn't forget to find the recorder from the ground and pick it up.

   "The basic operations of those people... You can see, the alliance is only capable of this, it looks scary, but the effect is average, there is nothing to worry about!"

  The Field Guy grinned and picked up the rifle and hat that had fallen aside, "Wait for me for a while, I'll go and collect those dog things."

   After saying that, without waiting for Penny to reach out his hand to stop him, he turned and stepped into the smoky battlefield.

   These newcomers are on their way.

   Even the "saturated firepower" has been rectified!

   In addition to being surprised, he couldn't help but panic.

  If you don't go up and help those clones with mental retardation, maybe this position will really be spoken of by these guys!

  The 3rd plan is entering a critical stage. The 53rd defense zone is not the key attack target of the alliance. At that time, the Storm Corps and the Kuji Corps will even let them escape.

   Even if he wins his position at this time, it won't help the whole battle situation, but it may be a small loss.

   For the Alliance!

  For Your Majesty the Manager!

   Whatever he said, he had to slaughter these newcomers with cerebral palsy.

   Just when Comrade Pangolin rushed to the front line, Penny, who was left behind, was in a mess like a ball of wool.

   When the pangolin grabbed her arm just now, she was shocked, but her beating heart was quickly stopped for half a second by the sound of the explosion that was so close at hand.

   Now her heart started beating again, and it was pounding.

   That firm chest and arms full of security never lingered in her mind.

  Especially the back that was left to her at the end...

   is not just loyalty.

   That is... how heroic!

   A trace of obsession gradually appeared in the confused eyes, but it wasn't fast enough, and that obsession turned into regret and regret.

Pity.

   So loyal and heroic, yet an alien.

   No matter how high the honor and wealth he has, in the end, he can only combine with aliens. Even if his superiors recognize his abilities again, he will not be contacted by mainstream society.

  The thoughts in my mind are chaotic.

   At this moment, Penny suddenly felt a burst of dampness, and her whole face instantly turned red into an apple.

   has never been so deep into the front line, and this is the first time she has felt the shelling at such a close range. The sound of the earth-shattering explosion just now shook her internal organs, and she couldn't hold back for a while.

   Ashamed and wished to die on the spot, she quickly took off her coat and tied it around her waist, subconsciously looked in the direction where the pangolin disappeared, biting her red lips that were almost dripping with blood.

should

   Didn't you see it?

   In the distance, about one kilometer away from the G53-7 defense line.

  A dozen tripods stood under the dune slope, and the empty steel pipes went straight to the legion's position.

With the support of the "old-timers" such as Spring, Edge, Mosquito, etc., these newcomers who entered the game with the Beta0.4 version not only started "big training" on the front line, but also started "big production". Even the local arsenal was built.

   Facts have proved that the creativity of the working people is endless. If it is not controlled, let alone a cannon without a conscience, even a Katyusha without a conscience can be rectified.

   After a calibrated shot, the twelve gas tank rockets shot out the momentum of a round of rocket launchers, which was somewhat of a battlefield atmosphere.

   "Brilliant! Is this called war?"

  A Nie waved his fist excitedly.

   "That's it! It's no more than a mortar bomb!"

   Holding the chessboard in his hand, he squirted reluctantly.

   "Unfortunately, there is no point."

  It is true that there is an extra row of potholes and rotten ground on the position, but it is hard to say how many people were killed. The only thing that is fortunate is that at least the machine gun position was thrown away.

   The safest way to play now is to withdraw and pull another car of artillery shells over, and hit the opposite position for another round, or get some smoke bombs to seal the smoke.

   It's a pity that those old players are not human, throw them here and pat their butts and walk away without food, fresh water and guides. If they want to cross the 200-kilometer desert and get back to the back, it is better to be self-sufficient and efficient.

   "Anyway, let's dig the battle first—"

   Before he could finish his words, Shutuwei An next to him had already inserted the bayonet under the barrel of the gun, and raised his gun with a squeak of excitement.

"Bros!"

   "While they are sick, kill them!"

   "Rush!"

   After he finished speaking, he took out a whistle from somewhere, put it in his mouth, and blew it desperately.

   "嚁—!"

   A harsh whistle resounded.

   As soon as he heard the charging whistle, the shouting and killing in the position instantly boiled over, and each and everyone Mengxin charged towards the position filled with gunpowder smoke as if they had been beaten with blood.

   "Go!"

   "Bomber's Gold Coins!"

   "Ouch!"

   "Silver Coins!!!"

   "Bring it to you!"

  Two or five boys, who are burdened with the task of administrators, started a **** and brutal fight with the freshmen who "don't talk about martial arts" on the fragmented position.

   Both sides were red-eyed.

   On the one hand, he cannot die, on the other hand, he does not want to die so quickly.

  If both sides could not be resurrected, this must be a sad and sad scene.

   At the same time, when the frontline battle was in full swing, the city of Dawn, thousands of kilometers away, was calm.

   Compared with the fiery battle situation on the front line, life in the rear is like old age.

Due to the excessive hunting of players and the popularity of a series of delicacies such as crab cakes, monster steak, salt-roasted mustache, and butter mushroom baked rice, as long as it is not deep into the urban areas occupied by slime molds, there are not many near Dawn City alone. Alien.

  Even in the nuclear bomb crater in the Elm District, the claw crabs that lay their eggs could not be caught.

   There is no doubt that these monsters are all eaten to extinction. If you want to hunt delicious aliens, you can only go north to the jungle mountain in the northern part of Qingshi County.

   Or, we can only go to Jincheon Province with dense jungles and vast plains.

   In order to enrich the recipes of the people of Dawn City, a certain lizard and a mouse recently organized an expedition, with a few new and restless old players, ready to go in the direction of Jinchuan Province.

   And the ultimate goal is the southernmost coast of death!

   It is said that it is the site of the Torch Church, and there are many exoskeletons with high technology content.

   For example, the "Water Arrow Turtle" suit of Spring Water, it is said that the people of the Torch Church exploded.

   Not only that, I heard that a businessman named Zhou Nan boasted that there is a "sea of ​​light"

   This scenery is absolutely awesome than Yinyuewan!

  Luo Yu originally wanted to take a look.

   But unfortunately, he is now wearing a tow oil bottle.

  According to the manager's description, it seems that the level of the B6 layer needs to rely on Xiaoyu's "devouring feature" to solve it.

  Although I am glad that the dog planned to compensate his pet with hidden tasks, I have to say that the process of bringing the baby is a bit boring.

   His daily routine is like a stray dog, taking Xiaoyu to the northern suburbs for a walk, slaughtering two creepers or a butcher watching it eat and drink.

   And then, just take it back to the neighborhood to wander around, to consume the strong energy, and to dispel the vigilance of the nearby residents against this polite child.

   In fact, the latter are secondary, the key is the former.

   If you don't use up this guy's energy, he won't be able to sleep at night, he will try his best to wake him up like a cat, and if he can't wake him up, he will do some strange things to his training cabin.

  For example, when he woke up last time, he saw a **** mouth sticking to the transparent hatch, which almost scared him to pee.

   It looked like he was going to be swallowed alive.

   But after seeing him wake up again, Xiaoyu will soon return to her cute and cute appearance, like a lively little dolphin, surrounded by him and happily "咿uuuu" as if nothing happened just now.

   In order to educate this guy and let him integrate into the human society, Luo Yu not only taught him the human joint language that he is not very proficient in himself, but also occasionally tried to feed him some human food.

  Although it is still very resistant to cooked food, it is quite fond of things that are high in sugar. Especially the lollipops with additional attribute gain sold by the NPC shop, after eating it, not only will it make a happy sound, but even the plastic stick will not vomit.

   In addition, after a period of training, another thing happened to this little guy that surprised Luo Yu.

   It finally learned to hunt!