This Game is Too Real

   "These guys don't think of me when they're looking for fun, and think of me when they're in trouble. I'm not your nanny!"

  Steel Heart, Captain's Room.

   Looking at the report on "How to deal with clone soldiers" submitted by the edge of the water, Chu Guang, who was sitting at the desk, couldn't help rolling his eyes.

   Whether it is the world before or the world after crossing, there is no precedent in history for the mentally retarded prisoner of the establishment.

  According to the practice of the general survivor colony, it must have been buried.

   But the league obviously couldn't do it.

  A disciplined organization must act according to the rules. The correct way of thinking should be to formulate a set of rules and implement them in accordance with the established rules in the future.

  Chu Guang originally wanted to ask Xiao Qi's opinion, but Xiao Qi's focus was in a strange place.

   "Huh? Does the master want to have fun?" There was a hint of surprise in the voice, but there was also some reasonable understanding in it.

   Almost choked on saliva, Chu Guang coughed and said.

   "I'm just giving an example. Don't focus on these strange places. It's better to give me an idea if you have this computing power."

   Sitting on the table, Xiao Qi dragged her chin with her hands and made a thoughtful expression.

   "Well, Xiaoqi doesn't know either. There is no precedent for reference in the database, but does the master think they are human?"

   "That's right, although he is mentally handicapped." Chu Guang said casually.

   Xiaoqi continued to ask.

   "What about the half of the mentally retarded alliance?"

   "It is classified as a disability, and the refugee family is responsible for placement, or arranges a designated guardian." When he said this, Chu Guang's eyes lit up slightly.

Yup.

   Just find someone to take care of these guys.

   After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang said.

   "The cloned captives are supervised and disciplined by the former commander directly under the command. They work in teams of ten in the prisoner of war camp. If one person violates the commandments, the whole team will be punished jointly. If the labor task is not completed, the captain will take the main responsibility.

   is equivalent to removing the deputy ten captains, flag bearers, trumpeters, etc. from the original ten-man team, and letting the ten captains take care of these cloned prisoners of war who are not mentally sound and tend to be violent.

  The prisoners of war in the alliance basically start from ten years.

Unless the Legion intends to redeem them, most clone troopers will not survive the day they are released from prison, so there is no need to worry about how to deal with the impact of these special groups on the Alliance society and the social problems caused by it. .

  Chu Guang spent ten minutes dictating to Xiaoqi to add some details, including preventing the ten commanders from deliberately killing those dragging oil bottles and getting rid of their responsibilities, including filling in the loopholes in the specific terms and so on.

   If used properly, these clone troopers can make good laborers on both farmland and mines.

  Although these clones can't do too complicated work, simple and repetitive manual labor should be no problem.

   As for the standard of living, like other prisoners of war, it is set at "hard life".

   "Xiao Qi, have you written it down?"

   Sitting on the desk, Xiao Qi nodded his head with admiration on his face.

   "Nah! I remembered everything!"

  Chu Guang's mouth curled into a smile, leaning back on the office chair and stretching. Although today's work has only started ten minutes, it is still hard work.

  There are no new changes in the frontline battle, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.

   Just when Chu Guang was thinking about whether to open two old man rings to relax, Xiao Qi who was sitting on the desk suddenly raised his head as if he had received a signal.

   "Oh, Master, there's new news from the foreign affairs department, it's about the company."

   Upon hearing the news from the company, Chu Guang subconsciously became nervous.

  The reason why he came to the front is in large part to avoid those representatives of the enterprise.

  The old friends on the east coast are only happy when they give money, but they are really grumpy in other things.

  The Supreme Council has made a resolution to support the alliance, but so far has not approved the "killer whale" transport aircraft to the front.

For another example, it was agreed before that the Legion would be driven out of Luoxia Province without any future troubles. It was only halfway through the battle that we finally gained a bit of an advantage. The council began to discuss whether to use prisoners of war and the Legion. Ceasefire negotiations are over.

   Of course it can be discussed.

  What is just a means and what is a goal, Chu Guang still knows these basic questions.

  The development of the alliance has to be completed through farming, industry and infrastructure in the end. War can be a catalyst at best, and peace is a long-term solution.

   But even so, the timing of the negotiation should completely weaken the ambitions and capabilities of the "Eastern Expansion faction" after the Legion's strategic deployment in Luoxia Province was crippled.

   If possible, Chu Guang really hoped that the old friends on the east coast would just make money.

"What did he say?"

   "He said that a reporter from the Zhiyuan Daily wanted to interview General Soft."

  Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone softened.

   "Isn't Maclen enough?"

  Xiaoqi: "Well...Xiaoqi thinks that it may be because the effect of the previous interview with General McClane was too outstanding, so they want to interview a few more generals."

  Chu Guang was stunned.

"protrude?"

  Xiaoqi imitated Chu Guang's usual gestures, stretched out his index finger and swiped in the air, and a picture quickly appeared above the holographic computer pen.

   This is the news broadcast in the ideal city.

   Collected by Fang Chang.

   In the shot, General McClen clenched his fists, his face was ashen, and his face was full of indignation.

"I repeat that I didn't lose to the Alliance! I lost to the despicable enterprises! If it wasn't for the support of the enterprises for the Alliance, I would not have lost the battle in the River Valley Province! The one in the southern part of the Luxia Province would not have been lost. possible!"

  Compared to General McClen's righteous indignation, the reporter sitting across from him had the expression of Bengbu Zunle, but he had to bite his upper and lower lips to pretend to be serious.

   After McClane finished speaking, the reporter couldn't wait to continue to ask.

   "So you think, you actually lost to the business? But we don't think so, no matter what

   Whether it was the battle in the River Valley Province or the one in the southern part of the Luoxia Province, it was only because the survivors who were oppressed by the Legion fought hard and won the final victory—”

"Bullshit!" McClane glared at the reporter with rounded eyes, "When have we ever oppressed the local survivors! We haven't even been to Oasis 4! Heroic combat? Joke! Are those tanks them?" Did you make it yourself?"

  Reporter: "Well, it's true, although we also provided some parts, such as the No. 60 electromagnetic gun."

"It's that **** railgun! Without that, the Alliance would never have penetrated the armor of the Conqueror Ten! And that flapper, without that stuff, I wouldn't have lost to a group of people fighting on horseback. Indigenous people! They only hide behind others and play tricks and tricks. If we have the ability, let's set up a battle and do it in an upright manner!"

   McClen swears.

   But he didn't notice that the angrier he got, the happier the journalist friend sitting across from him.

  Especially after seeing him break the defense, the reporter even cut himself out of the camera and placed him in the center of the screen to let him tell his story louder.

  The interview comes to an end soon.

  Have got all the materials you want, so the reporter finished this time.

   "Thank you for your cooperation in accepting today's interview, but I think you still have to thank the company. If it wasn't for the pressure from the Supreme Council, you might have died in the coal mine of the alliance or been hung on the gallows."

   McClen's face stiffened.

   "Dream!"

  Scholars can be killed but not shamed.

   Let him say thank you to the enemy, he would rather die!

  The reporter didn't care about his offense to the company at all. Instead, he gave a close-up of his stiff facial expression, and the interview ended there.

   Looking at McLen, who was desperate for face in the camera, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, and then he showed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

   Good guy.

   No wonder corporate reporters wanted to interview more generals.

   None of these officers who were beaten up by the Alliance admitted that they lost to the Alliance, and they all said that they only lost to the logistics of Laxuan and to the equipment of the enterprise.

   Even if they knew in their hearts that one or two pieces of equipment could not change the outcome of the war, it was better to admit that they lost to companies due to lack of preparation, than to a group of "indigenous people" in their eyes.

   At least they are both the orthodox successors of the People's Federation.

  Enterprise seems to have become the last fig leaf for surrendering officers.

   The reporter in the shot also obviously took advantage of this, consciously inducing or even stimulating McClen to make him answer in the desired direction.

  Chu Guang tried to think in a different position. For the residents of Ideal City, it is really hard not to feel happy about this kind of interview.

   During this period of time, the topic of the frontline battle situation must be very popular on the ideal city endpoint cloud.

  Chu Guang thought about it for less than two minutes, and then said.

   "That's right, let the reporter from Zhiyuan News go."

   There is no harm in making the residents of the neighbors happy, at least it will make the council's proposal to "quiet the peace" lose its public opinion base.

   Looking at the interview video in the holographic window, Chu Guang suddenly moved in his heart and looked at Xiao Qi, who nodded to indicate that he had received it, and continued.

   "Arrange the interview location near Hill 330. By the way, let them interview the clone soldiers without asking them to do anything, just let them see the mentally retarded."

  Life flies eight times faster.

   Really evil technology!

   Those mentally retarded people who can't do anything except eat, drink, laugh, and fight, must be enough to arouse the sympathy of the residents of Ideal City.

  The generous and selfless alliance can accommodate these "poor people" who are caught in the war for them, and satisfy the sympathy that has no place in their hearts.

   As long as they are willing to pay an inexpensive credit.

   In this way, those clone troopers can not only become the labor force for the Alliance to build the wasteland, but also help the Alliance get a resettlement subsidy from the enterprise.

   is equivalent to winning twice.

   The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was absolutely impossible, Chu Guang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, smiled and shook his head.

   "This dog's plan is too impersonal."

   Frontline.

  The Skeleton Corps took a short rest at No. 330 Heights, and then continued to set off under the leadership of the Mole.

  The Field Marshal of the Honey Badger Kingdom stayed behind with the Restoration Army and 50 captured Conqueror series tanks, ready to cooperate with the Death Corps to recover the entire territory of Oasis No. 3.

   During the two days waiting for the trucks from behind, the Death Corps stationed on Height 330 captured nearly four teams of 1,000 people, with a total of more than 5,000 prisoners.

   Most of them are clone troopers, and a few are Willantes and squires.

  The officer who came.

   In order to manage these prisoners of war, the alliance had to withdraw a thousand troops from the army of the Lion Kingdom, and temporarily detained these prisoners of war in a mountain col.

   In addition to the surrender of a large number of captives, the herdsmen in the nearby villages and settlements also approached cautiously.

   Previously, the Legion recruited a large number of young and middle-aged laborers from the local area and forced them to go to the front line to build fortifications.

   Now the Legion is defeated.

   Some of them are here to find relatives, some are here to seek revenge, and some are purely for jokes or to join in the fun.

   I didn't wait for the fellow villagers who could eat the pot pulp, but waited for a group of troubles.

   I really couldn't understand their tongue-in-cheek words, so I could only throw them to Marshal Yade of Honey Badger Kingdom to deal with them.

   Seeing His Royal Highness appear in front of him, the hundreds of herdsmen surrounding the camp gate immediately knelt down with a thud.

   Looking at Yard's weathered face, the leading old man burst into tears of excitement.

   "Your Highness, you... finally came back!"

   Looking at the trembling old man in front of him, Yard had a trace of guilt written on his face, and helped him up who was kneeling on the ground.

   "You have suffered."

  The old man looked carefully at the soldiers standing at the gate of the camp and asked.

   "Those people are..."

  Yard said with a smile.

   "They are the people of the Alliance and our friends!"

   Hearing this sentence, the surrounding herdsmen whispered for a while, and the old man's face showed a stunned expression, but he soon wrote worry again.

   "Is the alliance the alliance of the southern valley province?"

  Yard nodded.

   "Well, they reached out to us in times of crisis, and it is thanks to their help that we can come back here."

  The old man glanced at those people worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice.

   "It's not a good idea to let outsiders meddle in desert affairs. The Spirit of the Sand Sea teaches us to be alert to threats from outside, which will lead to disasters.

  Yard explained patiently.

   "But what has happened, the Falcon Kingdom first took refuge in the Legion and invaded our country with the support of the Legion. We cannot defeat them with our strength alone. We can only seek help outside the desert.

   asked the old man in a low voice.

   "But what if the Alliance becomes the next Legion? They are already strong enough, who can guarantee that they will not, like the Legion, force us to do things we don't want to do.

"The Union army is a disciplined force, they won't do that, their managers assured me. And, from what I've seen firsthand in the Lion Kingdom, they're really spreading order and helping the locals Restoring our homes is what we need most right now as we fall into chaos."

  Yade put his hand on the shoulder of the old man, looked at the wrinkled face seriously, and said sincerely.

"Please trust me."

   Just when Yade was appeasing the local people, a "killer whale" transport plane slowly stopped in the open space in the center of the camp not far away.

  A man who was incompatible with the atmosphere of the battlefield and the wasteland, regardless of his dress or style of painting, jumped out of the cabin first.

   There was an interview drone floating behind him, and as soon as he landed, he pulled people and asked excitedly.

   "Where's Soft? Where's the general you caught?"

   The little player who was pulled was stunned on the spot, staring at this guy in confusion.

"Who are you?"

The players next to    gathered around curiously and looked at this strange NPC.

   Looking at the confused expression on the soldier's face in front of him, the man suddenly patted his head, smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly took out a business card and handed it out.

   "Wu Kai'an! Reporter from Zhiyuan Bao! I heard good news from the front line. I came here specially from Ideal City to interview your opponent."

   Good guy!

  A reporter from the ideal city? !

   Looking at the translation on the VM screen, the player's eyes lit up and he raised his head and said with a smile.

   "A group of defeated soldiers, interviewing them has a woolly meaning, it is better to interview me.

   Didn't understand what he said, Wu Kaian was stunned and asked subconsciously.

   "Uh, who are you?"

   "Outlaw madman! Served in the death corps, strength department, good at Xia shotgun, but unfortunately our head of the dog didn't give a chance to fuck, think about it and get angry!

   Wheel, the wheels are stepping on the smoke, and the end is over without even seeing the shadow of the enemy! "

  The player was chattering, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

   However, Wu Kaian was dumbfounded.

   There are ten "dialects" that he doesn't understand in these three sentences, and he didn't understand a single word from the first sentence.

   After the man finished speaking, he asked in a low voice.

  “What does fawaikuangtu mean?

   "is one"

   "Cough."

   interrupted the rookie player with a cough. Old Bai, who had come to pick up the plane from not far away, stretched out his hand to take the business card in the reporter's hand, and said with a look of pity on his face. "Are you here to interview General Soft? He was taken to Hill 330, which is 17 kilometers away. I'll arrange someone to take you there." The manager just talked to him on the phone and told him about it.

   includes placing the location of the interview on Hill 330.

   said, Lao Bai looked at Bai Jidai who came with him.

   "Please take him there."

   "That's ridiculous! Boss." Bai Jidai stood upright and took the lead, then looked at the reporter next to him and said with a smile, "Please come with me."

   Finally someone who can communicate normally, Wu Kaian breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded.

"sorry to bother you!"

   Looking at the two who were walking away, the extrajudicial fanatic said with dissatisfaction.

   "Hey! Why didn't you let me be interviewed."

   "I'm saving you, don't thank me, go back and read the player manual.

  Old Bai gave this ecstatic Mengxin a caring look, left him confused, and walked straight to the killer whale transport plane in the center of the camp.

   Looking at the pilot in the cabin, he said hello.

   "Hello, I'm the corps commander of the Burning Corps.

   The pilot's eyes lit up suddenly, chewing gum, and immediately moved his cocked legs from the console, and opened the small round window under the cabin.

   "The Burning Corps? The Burning Corps?

   Lao Bai smiled embarrassedly.

   "Although I don't know which one you're talking about, the Alliance should be the Burning Corps."

   The pilot rejoiced.

"Long time, I've heard your name a long time ago! Recently, Duanyun's "Battle Royale" has a skin of yours, I almost forgot, you may not know what a battle royale is. "

  Looking at the pilot who was talking to himself, Lao Bai looked pity.

   "And this thing?"

"You don't know how hot you guys are over there! Damn it, I should have brought a pen!" The pilot touched the back of his head, hehe smiled and stretched his right hand out of the small window, "Know, my name is Sun Ze. , a pilot of the Aviation Section of the Enterprise Armed Forces."

   "Old White."

   Lao Bai shook hands with him. After letting go, he coughed lightly and continued.

   "...We'll talk about the greetings later. We have a very urgent mission here that requires you to use your plane."

  "Understood! Your manager greeted us, and the pilot who picked up the skydive went home.

Bar? Come right up. "

   withdrew his right hand from the small window, and the pilot gave a thumbs-up gesture backwards, and then continued to say, "How are you going to go down in a while? Skydive?"

   Lao Bai coughed.

   "Just go down normally..."

   Why skydive when you can land normally.

   He is not sick.

   But after hearing his answer, the pilot looked disappointed, as if he had missed something interesting.

   clicked his index finger on the VM, and Lao Bai quickly called Ye Shi, Gu Feng, Quit Smoking and other brothers from the Burning Corps.

   A total of 12 people, all of them are the top combat power of the Burning Corps.

   Counting the equipment configuration of one power armor, nine sets of six-type "heavy cavalry" and ten sets of five-type "light cavalry" exoskeletons, the firepower of their twenty people is comparable to a reinforced company.

   In order to make sure nothing goes wrong, the manager asked them to bring the best equipment.

   Looking at the assembled crowd, Lao Bai turned on the speaker of the power armor and said.

   “…there are two messages.”

"The bad news is that our ace pilot found a transport plane, and the mission to search the southern part of Oasis 8 was canceled. The good news is that the plane found was out of power, and it was located in the northern part of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, so the command arranged a new one. Mission, leaving the search and rescue work from the Goblin Corps to us."

"The task is very simple, follow the company's plane and make a long way to the north to recover Luo Yu and his baby. If the situation permits, by the way, the out-of-control 'Eagle' will also be recovered... There are some special studies on it. Material, our white-haired NPC lady is very interested, we try our best

   Take it back for her. "

   glanced at the equipment on these good brothers, and asked curiously while standing on the edge of the crowd watching the excitement.

   "Is the lineup so luxurious?"

   The top players of the Burning Corps are all here.

   It’s not an exaggeration to just pick up someone outside the war zone, right?

   Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Lao Bai said with a smile.

   "Just in case, the ghost knows what's on the edge of the wandering swamp, and I heard Luo Yu say that there seem to be a lot of alien species there."

   Ye Shi hehe said.

   "+1, and you can grab a plane and go back to the frontline airport together."

  The Burning Corps is an airborne unit and naturally has to be on standby at the airport, so it is convenient to quickly support areas where the battle is urgent.

   I heard that the army of the Lion Kingdom has encountered some tough nails in the northwest, and they should have a chance to play again soon.

   Compared with hanging up on a truck for two or three days, it is obviously more of a gaming experience to fly by plane.

   At this time, the debtor with big eyes on crutches limped over, looked at the crowd and sighed.

   "You can take me too."

   Ye Shi asked with a hippie smile.

   "What's the matter, isn't the frontline fun?"

   scratched his **** with his right hand, and cursed with big eyes.

   "Fun, it's so much fun!"