This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 668 You build a few more settlements, don't be polite

[Dear Manager, when you read this email, our cargo airship Niu Ma has already arrived over the Baiyue Strait, and we have established our first airship here on the north bank of the mouth leading to the southern sea. seat base. 】

[To be honest, the situation here is more complicated than we imagined. The traces of civilization have disappeared under the scouring of sea water. The nearest survivor settlement is on an island more than a hundred nautical miles away from us, which means With no empirical help from local survivors, we were on our own. 】

  【More than that, the suitable climate allows the mutant creatures here to evolve at an incredible speed, and the rainforest is full of alien species that we have never seen before. On our first day here, we encountered lizards bigger than crocodiles, crocodiles comparable to dinosaurs, pythons that could swallow a two-headed cow, bats the size of babies and scorpions and mice half the height of a man …even man-eating plants! 】

  【Of course, what surprised us the most was that we found wild 'Nago' locally, which may be the most original strain without accident! What is puzzling is that our enemies did not transplant the improved nago into this area, and turned this place into a breeding ground for the nago flora. We can't help but wonder if this is because there is some kind of A dark secret. Anyway, we sampled the strain, which will be sent to Aurora on a recent return flight. 】

[Closer to the subject, a series of troubles caused a lot of casualties to our exploration team that went deep into the jungle to find water sources. Fortunately, we only lost 22 lives, and we found out the area within a radius of ten kilometers near the landing point. area, and cleared a relatively safe open space on the shore. 】

  【Then we plan to enclose the camp with a wall, remove the rainforest near us, and replace our tents with houses like that. For this we need a lot of building materials, more transport airships and the help of Jungle Corps. It would be great if you are willing to provide some help to the future port of the alliance. Our strength is too weak, and it will take a long, long time to complete this work only by our own strength. 】

  【In addition, following your teachings, we have started peaceful contacts with nearby survivor settlements, avoiding direct military conflicts as much as possible. Thanks to the crew of the Meat, the governor of the roundabout offered to trade with us, and they agreed to help us produce some of the tools we needed if we could solve the fresh water problem. 】

[I think this is a good breakthrough. If we can prove that our method is better than the torch method, maybe we can unite some islands to join our camp, thereby weakening the influence of the Torch Church in the southern sea area, and even The local survivors have completely won over to our chariot, forming an encirclement of the Torch Church from the south! 】

  【We will have a final battle with the Church of the Torch, and I can feel that the final decisive battle is not far away. I believe you must also think so, and have been preparing for that day. I am absolutely sure that the outcome of that decisive battle will affect our future and the future of our civilization! 】

  【For this reason, we once again implore you to give us more help. In addition to the support of resources and manpower, we also need professional biologists to help us solve the troubles we encounter on this land. Trust us, you won't be disappointed with this investment! 】

  【—Your most loyal subordinate, the future will be long】

good.

   Promising.

  Looking at the email on the holographic screen—or the pie, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile slightly on his face.

   It has always been him who uses the identity of the dog planner to draw cakes with the players.

   Now his young players have finally learned his best skills, and started to turn around to make cakes for him, the manager of the alliance.

   This email was written by Brother Fang Chang after he went offline, and it was sent to him through the mission system on the official website of "Wasteland OL".

  But I have to say, this cake is quite tempting.

  If his little players can really unite the survivors in the southern sea area and remove the influence of the Church of the Torch from the southern sea area, the alliance will be able to form a siege to the Church of the Torch from the north and the south, sealing off all the escape routes of this cockroach.

  At least, it can prevent them from fleeing south and sneaking to other places in the wasteland to continue their business...

   After reading the email twice, Chu Guang lightly tapped the table with his index finger, and after thinking for a long time, he spoke.

   "Xiao Qi."

   "Here, master." Sitting on the pen holder, Xiao Qi raised her right hand high and looked at him expectantly.

  Looking at the energetic look, Chu Guang couldn't help smiling, stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed the top of its head and said.

   "Help me edit a reply letter, I read you to write."

   After finishing speaking, Chu Guang leaned back on the sofa, stared at the ceiling of the reading room, and spoke after thinking for a moment.

"I am very pleased to see your growth. You have learned how to take the initiative to strengthen our strength, how to spread the light of order to farther places... and this is earlier than I imagined, you let me see I hope to realize my ideals in my lifetime."

"I will give you all the necessary support. The Jungle Corps will be transferred to the Baiyue Province by airship immediately. At the same time, a research team composed of biological experts will go to the settlement when the situation is suitable. .”

"You need to ensure that the local area has a stable supply of electricity, fresh water, food, and basic living materials, and achieve a balance of income and expenditure. Not only that, you also need to help the local survivors establish order and guide them to participate in our cause spontaneously Instead of opening your mouth and waiting for your feeding or offering."

   "This is not an easy task, but I believe that with so much ready-made experience to refer to, you will surely be able to complete this arduous and glorious task."

   "Finally, let's come up with a name for this future sea pearl. It will follow us to a new era, please spend more time thinking about it!"

   At the same time that Chu Guang finished reading, Xiao Qi also finished editing the email and automatically polished it up for him.

   "Send it now?"

  Looking at Xiao Qi who asked him, Chu Guang thought for a while and said.

   "Send it now. In addition, I will edit a mission later and send it to the Jungle Corps and the Burning Corps, so that they can deploy in the Baiyue Strait."

"We need to build a local military base with airport facilities, support the construction of local survivor settlements, and ensure the safety of the settlements if necessary. After the military base is completed, we will transfer a few reliable officers from the staff When NPCs issue tasks, it is more appropriate for the Corps to issue tasks from our side."

   After writing down Chu Guang's instructions completely, Xiao Qi nodded seriously.

"receive!"

  …

  Southern Seas, North Island, Presidential Palace.

  A man in his thirties stood by the wall where the chart of the southern sea was hung, staring intently at the thirteen islands and marks of different colors on the chart.

  He was tall and tall, wearing an old-style Air Force military uniform, his two eyebrows were twisted into a gray line, and his two gray eyes were shining brightly.

  His name is Mongo, and he is the first president of the Southern Islands Federation and the supreme commander of the Federation Navy.

   And standing behind him at this moment is Charas, the chief of staff of the President's Office and Chief of Staff of the Federal Navy, and also his most trusted aide.

  The Federation of the Southern Islands has only been established for two months, and its organizational structure is still sloppy. The formation of the cabinet has just been completed, and the parliament is still in preparation. Although they originally planned to establish an independent naval command system, the war with Vault 70 waited for no one.

   Therefore, the federal navy is currently under the direct command of the presidential palace, and most people in the presidential palace also have naval positions.

   Looking at the expressionless president, Charas reported with a serious expression.

"...The submersibles at Vault 70 are still attacking our ships. Another cargo ship was sunk 200 nautical miles east of North Island yesterday. All fifteen crew members on board were killed. We immediately received the distress signal. A warship was dispatched to search the nearby waters, but unfortunately the assailant had escaped by the time we arrived."

  Mongo didn't speak, but just stared intently at the red circle in the upper right corner of the chart and the tiny number fifteen next to the red circle.

  That freighter was different from other freighters. It didn’t carry too much cargo on board, only some daily necessities and tools for building a camp.

  In addition to the eight seamen on board, there were also five experts in geological exploration and biological fields, as well as two soldiers responsible for their safety.

   Their original plan was to go to the northwestern border of Haiya Province, ground the cargo ship on the shore, and find a suitable area to establish a research station in the unoccupied coastal mountainous area.

  The reason for doing this is, on the one hand, to search for fresh water and minerals on land, and to prepare for the establishment of land settlements by the Federation of the Southern Islands. On the other hand, it is to investigate the actual situation of Haiya Province, to see what the "heavenly kingdom" there is like, and whether it is really as beautiful as the Torch Church said.

   After all, some things cannot be understood at a glance, and only through long-term contact can their original appearance be revealed.

  Mongo didn't fully believe in the Church of the Torch and the "heavenly kingdom" he described, even though he went to the shore before and saw with his own eyes the land where man and nature live in harmony.

   Rather than letting the Church of the Torch unilaterally export to them the experience of controlling mutant slime mold and heterogeneous species, he hopes to send some experts to Haiya Province for field inspections.

  Even if it is on the outskirts of the kingdom of heaven.

  In this way, the Federation of Southern Islands can take the initiative to introduce technology and avoid being completely led by the nose by the other party.

   However, it seems that someone is preventing them from doing this.

   This is already the third freighter sunk.

  Although judging from various clues, the three attacks were all done by Vault 70, but Mungo still couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

  He is very familiar with the residents of Vault 70.

  Those people, like the other blue coats, are characterized by self-confidence—or an arrogance that borders on arrogance.

  This conceit comes from the era in their memory, as well as the knowledge, experience and methods they passed down from that era. Although this makes them seem a bit out of place with the wasteland era, they have no doubt that they are the most correct.

   In other words, they are more dismissive of the Torch Church's plan than jealousy.

   Even if they can't come up with a better solution, they are 100% confident that the method of the Torch Church will definitely not work.

   Therefore, Vault 70 is not opposed to the contact between the survivors in the southern sea area and the people of the Church of the Torch. In the past two decades, the survivor settlement in the southern sea area has never closed the port to the people in the north.

   It has nothing to do with pure right or wrong. A guy who is extremely confident will not care about the nonsense of people who run counter to him.

  Because in the guy's eyes, that's just a madman's dying gibberish.

  If it is said that attacking the cargo ships of the Federation of the Southern Islands is a reasonable method during the war, the reason for attacking the research ships seems a bit far-fetched.

  They should hope that the survivors in the southern seas can see the faces of those guys clearly, and why would they prevent the research ships of the Federation of Southern Islands from going to Haiya Province to learn more about the situation?

   Three consecutive sinkings, and it still happened when these cargo ships clearly deviated from the trade route.

   It would be too far-fetched to say that this was an accident.

   "...It seems that they intend to carry this war to the end."

  Watching the silent President Mungo suddenly speak, Chalas, who was standing not far behind him, quickly echoed.

  "Indeed, their range of attacks is getting wider and wider, and they have reached the point of indiscrimination. We must be prepared to fight them for a long time."

   Withdrawing his gaze from the map, Mungo turned to look at his staff and asked.

   "What good advice do you have?"

  Chalas cleared his throat and spoke carefully.

"It may be difficult to win this war with our strength alone... Their submarines are elusive. If they are allowed to consume like this, we may have no ships except warships in another two months. And they are in the shelter We can stay forever without a huge population burden, the longer this war drags on, the worse it will be for us.”

   When talking about this, Chalas changed the topic and continued.

"Just recently, news came from the Torch Church that they are willing to take over the seabed settlements near Vault 70 and set up a safe zone in the nearby waters... We might as well entrust the management of Coral City to them. In this way, the nearby The safety of facilities such as ocean current power stations, submarine power transmission cables, and seawater desalination devices is also guaranteed."

   "If we can guarantee the supply of electricity and fresh water, the islands of the Federation will have more confidence in the war between us and the No. 70 shelter."

  Coral City is the fourteenth settlement of the Southern Islands Federation, and the only underwater settlement directly under the jurisdiction of No. 70 Vault.

  The local resident population is about 30,000. It is located next to the entrance and exit of Shelter 70, and is only five kilometers away from the ruins of the Tianting space station.

  The residents of Vault 70 and some experts trained by the residents of the settlement live in that settlement, mainly responsible for the development of marine resources and research on the nest of the Tianting space station.

  Before the establishment of the Southern Islands Federation, most of the offshore installations in the southern waters were operated by experts from Coral City.

  After the outbreak of the war, Vault 70 completely broke with the survivors outside the Vault, including the survivors of Coral City.

  In order to punish the so-called traitors they called, Blue Coats of Vault 70 savagely blew up the nearby ocean current power station and cut off the power supply and oxygen supply system of Coral City, almost killing the 30,000 survivors in the seabed.

   Fortunately, the Southern Islands Federation provided timely support, restarted the entrance and exit facilities of Coral City, and transferred the survivors of Coral City to North Island, Bawe Island, and Anle Island in the northern part of the Federation before the oxygen was exhausted.

  Coral City is the closest settlement to the brood, and there are a lot of ready-made scientific research facilities and research materials available.

  Mungo was not at all surprised that the Church of the Torch wanted to take over the abandoned settlement of Coral City, and was even completely expected.

   They've been eyeing that place for a while, and it's not a recent occurrence.

  They proposed a long time ago that they hoped to enter the settlement of Coral City and cooperate with Vault 70 to study the mother nest of the Tianting space station, but they were rejected at the time.

   It's just that those people asked so directly, Mungo couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile.

   "Is there such a good thing?"

  Charas said respectfully.

"They may not be well-intentioned, but I think we can think about it. After all, you know that the settlement is currently in an abandoned state without maintenance. If there is a water leak or other accidents after a long time, I am afraid that we will not be able to live in it in the future." people."

"If the Torch is willing to take over that settlement, our defense pressure at sea will be greatly reduced. If the submarines of Vault 70 attack those facilities that the Torch Church promises to protect, it will undoubtedly be tantamount to declaring war on the Church...whether they have the guts or not It’s all in our favor to do that.”

  Mongo said expressionlessly.

   "The conflict between us and No. 70 shelter, we will resolve it ourselves, and the matter of Coral City will not bother them."

   Seeing that His Excellency the President has no intention of letting go at all, Chalas, who still wanted to say something, could only give up persuasion helplessly, nodded and said.

   "According to your arrangement, I am just offering you a feasible option...Of course, I still suggest that you reconsider my suggestion."

   "Let's talk about it later, I will consider it."

   Withdrawing his gaze from the staff member, Mungo looked back at the chart hanging on the wall, and continued.

   "Anything else to report?"

  Charas nodded quickly and said.

"some."

  Mongo: "Say."

   Charas said immediately.

   "The alliance's airship arrived at the east outlet of the Baiyue Strait in our southwest direction, and established a base there."

  Alliance…

  Mongo narrowed his eyes slightly.

  He heard about those guys.

   It seems to be a rising power in the southern part of the River Valley Province. There are more than 2,000 kilometers away from here. Only a few merchants from Yinyue Bay have been there, and there are various rumors about that place, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

   "What are they trying to do?"

  Charas hesitated for a moment and said.

"I don't know for the time being. The governor of the circular island reported to us that those people seem to be planning to build a settlement in the Baiyue Strait... There are currently about 300 people there, but this is yesterday's count. It is not clear how many people are left today. .”

  Hearing this interesting statement, Meng Ge couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment, and he clenched his right fist against his lips and coughed dryly.

  Charas also smiled and continued.

   "They haven't acted hostile for the time being, but I feel that their motives for coming here are not pure... This morning, they sent us a telegram from the governor's office on the circular island."

  Mongo held out his hand.

"show me."

  Chalas nodded, quickly took out the telegram from the folder under his elbow, and presented it respectfully.

  Mongo reached out to take the paper and glanced at it roughly.

  The contents of the telegram are very short, so short that the entire meaning can be summed up in two sentences. One is to extend a cordial and friendly greeting to the neighbors, and the other is to announce the alliance's ownership of that area.

  Mongo didn't pay much attention to these two sentences, and even found them interesting.

  More than a month ago, he proposed to the Church of the Torch, hoping that they would establish a "cooperation pilot" on the east coast of Baiyue Province. After all, the climate conditions there are actually similar to those in the southern sea.

  However, the latter rejected their proposal on the grounds that the situation in Baiyue Province was complicated, and insisted on conducting research on islands or seabed settlements in the southern sea.

   Obviously not only Vault No. 70, even the Torch Church has no choice but to take that piece of land for the time being. Mungo doesn't think those guys who are more than two thousand kilometers away have any better ideas.

   Especially when he saw the signature on the last line of the telegram, he couldn't hold back the second laugh.

   “…Fries Harbor.”

  What bird name.

  Are these guys serious?

  Charas also smiled cooperatingly, and said teasingly.

   "Sounds like a joke."

   "Whether it's a joke or not, it's more appropriate for us to reply formally."

  Mungo, who was holding the telegram, thought for two seconds, threw it back into Chalas's hand, cleared his throat and continued.

   "Give them a telegram back and say... I wish you all a good time in the woods. If you don't dislike it, I hope you will build more settlements in the Baiyue Province. Don't be polite."

   "When you go back, remember to say hello to your manager for me."

  (end of this chapter)