This Game is Too Real

   "Wasteland OL" forum.

   Picking up trash level 99: "?"

   Quit smoking: "?"

  Tail: "⊙ω⊙?"

  I want to quietly: "?"

   Picking up trash level 99: "?????"

  WC really has mosquitoes: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

  Picking up trash level 99: "Damn! You're laughing! (angry) (angry

  Ye Shi: "You didn't say anything. (Funny

  Irena: "Although I can probably guess... Anyway, I feel sorry for Mr. Garbage. (Funny

  WC really has mosquitoes: "Do you still need to guess? (Funny

  Elf King Fugui: "Hey, this game is too real. (Funny

   Picking up trash level 99: "@#%&!"

  …

  At the foot of Shifeng Mountain.

  The river bed is rising with traces of hot air.

  The boiling flames were like the sun falling on the surface of the earth, and in an instant, a river nearly 100 meters wide was evaporated!

  The originally lush and green reeds on both sides of the strait were all turned into ash, and slowly fluttered with the smoke of explosives.

  A huge bomb crater was printed in the middle of the 100-meter-wide river, and the shock wave of the explosion was swept one kilometer away!

  As for the mutant who was standing there, he was bombarded so that not even his ashes remained.

   Only the guy who fell on the shore still had a little bit of strength to whimper and howl.

   But that's all.

  The mutant troop with a scale of a thousand was wiped out in half in an instant without any warning!

   And those dwarfs who went up with the big green-skinned guys suffered countless casualties!

  Hiding behind a raised rock halfway up the mountain overlooking the battlefield, Qiangren Nan had a dumbfounded expression on his face.

   He believed that it was knocked out by a comet.

  Although it is not a nuclear weapon, its power seems to be no different from some small-yield tactical nuclear weapons.

  Even as far as that deep pit is concerned, the power of this thing against fixed bunkers may be even higher than conventional nuclear weapons!

  After all, although the equivalent and damage effects are positively correlated, they are not completely equivalent. The damage type, transmission medium, damage radius and energy efficiency attenuation must also be considered.

  Looking at the bomb crater slowly filled with water, he silently drew a self-created symbol of the Great Horned Rat Sect on his chest, muttering "Maye Maye".

   Pray for Junk Jun for half a second...

  …

   It’s not just a little mouse on the mountainside watching the screen, but also a scientific research ship floating more than ten kilometers away.

  Looking at the thick smoke column rising hundreds of meters high, Yang Kai, who was sitting in the driver's seat, clicked his tongue lightly, with a disapproving sneer on his face.

   "What am I supposed to be... a savage stuff."

   Not as he expected.

  The charge of this 902mm shell is probably modified from the armored torpedo of the air cruiser.

   In space warfare, the lethal effect of nuclear weapons is quite limited. Especially when the deflector shield can effectively resist neutron rays, that thing only has the poor killing effect of thermal radiation.

   Therefore, when the People's Federation designs weapons for the fleet, the warheads of explosives and guided weapons are mainly chemical explosives that carry oxidants, have a high expansion coefficient, and have a fast detonation velocity.

   This weapon is mainly used to deal with densely populated fruit entities and to perform orbital bombing missions.

   I think that after the Weilante people inherited the relevant technology, they modified it with their own ideas and made such a thing that is both backward and advanced.

   Call it a shame, the charge of the warhead has something. Let’s say it’s advanced. This launching device can be made by ancient people in the late industrial age and early atomic energy age.

  Perhaps, there is only one case in which this group of Willanters can hope to conquer the world.

   That is two centuries later.

  Wait until the ideal city collapses in a drunken dream, wait until the academy completes all preparations to leave this galaxy, wait until all the shelters left on this land in the old era are gone, and no more stuff from the era of prosperity will appear on this land.

  By that time, the Weilante people may be able to quickly unify the entire planet by virtue of their huge industrial and war capabilities, and then rebuild a military and xenophobic New Human Federation with the Weilante people as the main ethnic group, announcing the end of the wasteland era...

   There is indeed such a possibility in Dr. Conclusion's deduction, but I don't know how much it is possible.

   After collecting the explosion data, Yang Kai finally connected to the college headquarters in the Wandering Swamp despite the huge delay and packet loss rate through the communication repeaters set up along the way.

   "...As planned, the Alliance's front-line troops have already contacted the Torch Church's front-line troops. So far, there is no suspense in the battle. Not surprisingly, they were able to end the battle within two hours."

   After a short wait, a calm and solemn voice came from the communication channel.

   "Did the Church of the Torch show their cards?"

  He is the chief technology officer of the college, the supreme leader of the college, and the top leader of the Science Committee, the direct superior of the four directors, and is directly responsible to Dr. Conclusion.

   It can even be said that when Dr. Conclusion is not around, he is equivalent to the projection of Dr. Conclusion's will.

"There are some mutants with modified prosthetic bodies, and some degraded varieties, probably new gadgets made by the torch...if that kind of thing can be called a trump card." Yang Kai reported in a respectful tone, with a humble attitude Just like a student.

"Never underestimate our opponents and competitors." Hearing the disapproval hidden behind the respect, the chief technology officer said meaningfully, and then continued after a pause, "This is a precious opportunity for experimentation. I need you to collect all the data you can, whether it's our people, or other parties in the coalition forces. Whether it's legions, corporations... or alliances."

  As early as many years ago, even before the Legion's expeditionary force launched the Eastern Expedition, the colleges with tentacles all over the Central Continent had already been eyeing the torch, and the more they understood this organization, the more they felt afraid.

  If the Enlightenment uses only the dark side of the blue-coated human nature and the despair facing the wasteland, then the Torch uses the despair of all idealists for human nature.

  Their distortions are not only technological, but also so widespread that even wastelanders who only focus on the short-term can become their potential assimilation objects.

  If the Willanters win this competition, it will be nothing more than a change from the ideological trend of materialism and equality to the ideological trend of military exclusion or military authority for human civilization.

And if these guys win the competition, the entire planet will probably become a hive similar to "Gaia", and human beings will also complete what they call "ascension" and become a new kind with unified consciousness and a strong physical body. species.

   It is frightening to think about it, and a similar thing might have happened on the Gaia planet.

  After all, according to the relevant research documents provided by the colony, before the Gaia consciousness was formed, there seemed to be a highly developed civilization before the FTL engine on that planet, similar to the middle of the prosperous era of the People’s Federation...

   In other words, if the many forces on the wasteland continue to fight, it is not impossible for these guys to win!

  Comprehensively assessing risks and benefits, the college has made a series of arrangements to curb the expansion of the torch, including secretly supporting the local survivor forces in the River Valley Province, and guiding the alliance to march south.

  According to the original plan, the local survivor forces in River Valley Province will launch an offensive against the Church of the Torch in 214 or 215 of the Wasteland Era.

However, due to the introduction of many variables, including the opening of No. 404 shelter, the Pioneer incident, the resurgence of the Legion’s eastward expansion faction, the Bones Rebellion, and the Battle of Luoxia, etc., the original plan deviated from the original track. The academy, which originally only intended to interfere in regional affairs indirectly, was directly involved, and even reunited the three major forces that had been fighting the wall.

   It's hard to say if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

   But for the academy, at least this is an opportunity to spy on the screen.

   Let them see how other forces outside the Wandering Swamp have developed in the past century and a half...

  After listening to the chief technology officer's instructions, Yang Kai looked serious, and immediately restrained the contempt in his heart, and said respectfully.

   "As ordered."

  …

   Just when the strongman ran to the official website to appease (xiao) comfort (hua) Garbage Jun, Grey, who had just rushed to the foot of the mountain, had a dazed and terrified face on his ugly face.

  Wu Yang Wu Yang poured out from the foot of Fushan Mountain with a crowd of thousands of people, but when it rushed to the foot of the mountain, the hundreds of brothers who came down the mountain first seemed to have evaporated from the world.

  The blood was dried and turned black, and severed arms like reed sticks were scattered everywhere.

  Even the Weihe River seems to have narrowed and deepened by more than a section...

   A mouthful of hot saliva rolled down his throat, swallowing the blood and fear that flowed to his mouth. The panic on Gray's face was quickly replaced by burning anger, and his bared gums were as scarlet as blood.

   Human stuff!

   All have to die!

  Looking at the shadows getting closer and closer in the distance, it raised its head and let out a roar to dispel fear.

   "Scatter! Charge!"

  Although more than half of them were killed or injured, these guys are mutants after all, and their flesh and blood are the by-products of the unfinished Singularity-level technology "Gestalt Lifeform"!

  The Church of the Torch has modified them even more, endowing them with stronger power than the original organisms!

   Grabbing a shotgun, Gray rushed forward, and his steel feet made deep footprints on the ground.

Encouraged by that roar, the stunned mutants shook their heads and came back to their senses, stretched out their **** arms to hold the rifles that fell on the ground again, and came towards the distant trains and galloping cars. The death corps re-launched the charge and crossed the almost dried stream!

Then-

  These beasts standing on the north bank saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

  I saw the claws of death galloping across the ground with swift and powerful steps.

  The sand and dust raised by the strong hind feet formed a rolling torrent in the sky.

  The mutant who finally regained his courage, his twisted expression turned into fear again.

   Before they came back to their senses, thick and long orange-yellow tracers pounced on them like locusts.

  Although the 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb is not as powerful as the 19mm bolt bomb, it is still not something that flesh and blood can resist.

  The mutants who were shot fell to the ground screaming, and were rolled down on the muddy river bank not long after they stood up.

   Relying on the instinct of fighting to avoid the oncoming shells, Gray strode forward on the meteor, the shotgun in his hand continuously spewed thick and long tongues of fire, and roared furiously in his mouth.

"go to hell-!"

   "Die to me!"

  The gunshots and roars were deafening, but they seemed somewhat pale in the earth-shattering roar.

  The roar of the beasts running is getting closer and closer.

  When he finally met the eyes of those amber pupils, he felt a chill down his spine that went deep into the bone marrow.

   Death Claws!

   These guys ride Deathclaws!

   When he was on the train, he couldn’t see it at all. He thought that there were at most some human things standing on it, but he didn’t expect that the group of humans had tamed such a terrifying alien species!

   It's too late to dodge!

  He stuffed a rifle grenade of the same caliber into the chamber and sprayed it on the nearest Deathclaw.

  I saw that the grenade hit the head of the Deathclaw straight, but the Deathclaw next to it bit the side of the bullet, twisted its neck and threw it out.

  The grenade burst into flames in the air, and the shrapnel flying over more than ten meters hung on the exoskeleton like scraping.

  Looking at this unbelievable scene, Gray's eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of their sockets.

   Obviously, it doesn't understand how the combination of the neural connection device and the intelligence system player can play against the sky.

  Looking at the mutant carrying a shotgun, he paddled along the edge of the water and rode the death claws under him, and rushed up without dodging or evading.

  Grey only felt a gust of wind hit, and then his three-meter-high body seemed to be hit by a train, and the whole person soared into the air and flew backwards.

"ah-!"

   Before it could scream out, the three-edged bayonet hung on the lance pierced through its chest like lightning, picking it up from the air abruptly.

  Grey felt like he had turned into a rag and was roughly thrown out.

  Before it fell to the ground, it watched a bloodbath bite up, cutting off its consciousness in an instant.

   "Crack—!"

  That head was like a crushed tomato, red, white and squeezed out from Deathclaw's mouth.

  The mutants on the battlefield were all dumbfounded.

   They watched helplessly as their boss was crushed to pieces like a grasshopper standing in front of a wheel.

   Unable to hold back the fear in their hearts any longer, the mutants who managed to recover some morale collapsed completely, and began to flee in all directions driven by their survival instincts.

  However, they obviously didn't realize how stupid it is to disperse and flee in the face of a cavalry charge. And these cavalry are not riding horses, but the fastest hunters on the wasteland!

  The fear of death has accelerated their demise!

   Let out a hearty howl, stimulated by the blood and killing, the death claws thirsting for flesh and blood became more ferocious and ran forward with more effort.

Seeing the mutants escape, the players switched their weapons one after another, hung the 20mm caliber "riding gun" on the back of Deathclaw, and replaced it with the "Whirlwind" grenade launcher and the "Town Guard" shotgun .

   At this moment, the **** fight has just begun!

  At this moment, on the position in front of the military base not far away, the soldiers of the Southern Construction Corps were all looking at the battlefield where shouts of killing were boiling.

  Many of them have participated in the battle against the tide, and some members of the Iron Tower Organization have fought face-to-face with mutants. After joining the Southern Construction Corps, they have faced the threat of mutants all the time.

   Even so, they have never seen such a jaw-dropping battle!

  The ferocious green-skinned big guys are like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, being chased around by the shelter residents riding death claws.

   "The Great Horned Deer God..." Bit swallowed, shock and surprise swaying in his pupils.

  Compared to these guys, they were just joking around in the streets against the tide...

  The facts are not much different.

  I heard that the battle in the northern suburbs was the real tragedy. Most of the pressure was shared by the brothers in Dawn City. They were also the ones who raided the city's central hive in the end.

   Li Jinrong, a former member of the Iron Tower Organization, stood beside him, with a shocked expression on his face.

  Especially when he saw those mutants turning around and jumping into the river to escape in fear, their expressions were more like picking up something incredible.

   Mutants are also afraid!

  They are not invincible, and they will run away in fear when facing stronger guys!

   An invisible fire burned in his pupils.

   There is still hope for his hometown!

  …

   The battle is over soon.

Even faster than a certain spectator predicted, not to mention two hours, even half an hour, the brothers of the Death Corps drowned the mutants in the river, and saw a head popping out The water surface is just stabbed with a knife, or sent away with a headshot.

   There were very few mutants who fled back to the south bank, and all of them had their throats bitten off by the claws of death.

  The scarlet blood even stained the river red, and dark green corpses were washed downstream.

  Looking at the narrow Weihe River, I stopped to paddle on the edge of the north bank and couldn't help but click my tongue.

   "It seems that the power of the Legion should not be underestimated..."

   The power of this shell is almost as powerful as a round of rocket salvos!

  If it was a full round of shelling, I am afraid that even a fortress like Bicester Town would not have much left...

   Of course, the logistics are another story.

  A five-ton cannonball can only be carried by a train or an anti-gravity airship, and the materials and man-hours consumed to produce this thing may be able to build a No. 2 tank!

  The caliber of 902mm is partly a symbol of strength, but it does not rule out the element of showing off.

  In short, this thing must be more expensive than the bayonet charge of clone infantry...

"Um…"

  Looking at the corpses lying on the south bank of the Wei River, the construction site boy and Brick nodded solemnly.

  Although today's alliance is no longer the original alliance, it has to be admitted that they still have some distance from those old guys who have been leading for a century and a half.

   It is not easy to catch up and surpass in a limited field. There is no need to belittle yourself, but you must not be blindly arrogant. The most powerful hole card of the alliance is not the caliber, nor the technology or the economy, but the people who unite together.

  The residents of Ideal City are willing to give up their good life to come to Dawn City to be an ordinary teacher, and the researchers of the academy are willing to give up their future boat tickets to come to Dawn City to help them start from scratch. Even many of the Willanters who were captured by them gave up the arrogance flowing in their veins and chose higher ideals.

  He now somewhat understands why the managers allocated those two cannons to them.

   And it was still used in the first battle.

   They need to understand their opponents, learn from them, and eventually outperform them, instead of being more arrogant than their opponents.

  On the position not far away, a group of men in military uniforms came over.

  The person headed by had reverence in his eyes, walked to the side and gave a military salute.

   "I am Li Jinrong."

   Didn't get off Deathclaws because the fight wasn't over yet.

   Swimming at the edge of the water looked at him and smiled, and returned the salute with his right fist on his chest.

   "Captain of the Death Corps, Edge."

   Li Jinrong was surprised when he heard the words, the reverence on his face became more conspicuous, and he said excitedly.

   "I have heard about your deeds. I heard that you have experienced more than a dozen battles, large and small. Every time, you took the lead in fighting, and every time you came back safe and sound!"

  Hearing this full of flattery, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when paddling on the edge.

  Actually, he does not come back safely every time.

  Among all the players, he died quite a lot, so much so that he almost couldn't get into T1 in terms of level.

   But that's not the point, the "Player's Handbook" is!

   Haha, paddling on the edge of the water and said with a smile.

   "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's all thanks to technology, technology... just think we're driving."

science and technology?

opened?

  Li Jinrong froze for a moment, didn't understand, but didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile.

   "We have prepared a place for you to stay, please follow us to the camp to rest!"

  The entire Weifu military base is built according to the standard of 100,000 people. Not only the troops of the alliance, but also the troops of all coalition forces can be stationed here.

   After taking Ten Peaks Mountain, this is the land logistics hub of the Alliance Army.

  Hearing that reinforcements were coming, they had already prepared bedding and food, and waited for the brothers from Dawn City to come.

   Paddle on the edge of the water with a hearty smile, but declined the kindness.

   "No need, our station is on the mountain in front! After a while, when you see our flag flying from the top of the mountain, send everything up!"

   "On the mountain?" Li Jinrong was stunned for a moment, looked at the crowd who were eager to try with hesitation, and opened his mouth in surprise, "Could it be that you..."

   Paddle on the edge of the water with a grin, cast his eyes on the distant mountain peaks, and squinted his eyes.

   "The manager said it."

   "Let's show the momentum of the alliance, and don't let friends from afar look down upon us!"

   After finishing speaking, he looked at the brothers stationed on the north bank, and waved the "lance" in his hand forward.

   "Brothers! Follow me to the mountain! Plant our flag on the top of their mountain!"

  After hearing the words, everyone who had taken a short break burst into battle roars like a rainbow.

   "Oooohoo!"

   Not long after everyone crossed the river aggressively, Dayan finally ran over panting.

   "MMP! I'm exhausted!"

  Behind him were a hundred fat and strong fat men who staggered when they walked.

  After half a year of blah blah blah, this group of guys can no longer see their original frail appearance. One and two are fat like "mountains of meat".

  Holding his knees and gasping for breath, Lian Dayan raised his head and looked around, but he couldn't even see any of his teammates, only a few men in military uniforms standing there with surprised faces.

  Can't care so much, he asked.

   "Where are the people? Those riding dogs!"

  Li Jinrong pointed blankly in the direction of the mountain, and stared straight at the group of fruiting bodies.

   Lian Dayan raised his head and glanced at the distance, then at the river in front of him, with helplessness written in his eyes.

   "Why don't you build a bridge?"

  Li Jinrong smiled bitterly.

   "There are mutants on the mountain... We are in a hurry to repair the bridge, not to cause trouble for ourselves, but we have all the things ready, and the repair will be very fast."

   "Forget it, forget it... I'll fix it later, you go and bring the things over."

  Li Jinrong nodded, and hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to rush towards the station.

  Thinking about chasing him, he couldn't catch up, so he might as well help pack up the loot, Big Eyes in Debt didn't chase him at all, and yelled behind him.

   "Little ones, let's eat—Grandma, I haven't spoken yet, why are you all eating?"

  …

  The northernmost peak of Shifeng Mountain is named Fushan, and Weifu City is named after Nafu Mountain and Weishui.

  The wasteland of Weifu at the foot of the mountain now inherits the name of Weifu City in the old days, including the mansion that disappeared before.

  As for the mutants on Fushan, most of them are members of the Shijiao clan.

  The eighty-mile-long Bone Road has their share of "credit". Behind every bone buried on the mountain, there is a line of shocking blood and tears.

  The mutants used human skulls to cast square towers, and femurs to cast sentry towers and camps to show off their brutality and bravery.

  But now, these demons and ghosts have finally gnawed on a hard bone that cannot be bitten.

  The humans riding the claws of death killed them, and their fighting methods were extremely brutal. Within a few breaths, their barely organized defense line was smashed to pieces.

The truly brave fighters followed their leader named Gray and died at the foot of the mountain. Those who are still on the mountain are either elderly people, or little guys who are just above their knees, or those who were killed in the previous few battles. The wounded who were seriously injured in the battle and the Goblin chained to the gate.

   For these barbaric guys, the players of the Death Corps did not hold back. Whenever they saw them, they stabbed them with a knife, or shot them down, and gave them equal death!

This battle was so dark that it entered the cave from the rock wall, entered the tunnel from the cave, and finally came out from the other side of the mountain. A layer of cloudy scarlet.

  In two hours, the Shijiao clan was slaughtered, and the corpses were piled up in the open space into a hill, countless.

   Roughly counting, excluding the goblin, there are as many as one or two thousand corpses on Mount Guang!

  And if goblins are counted, there may be five or six thousand people!

   It can be seen how deep this blood debt is!

   After counting the casualties and trophies, paddling on the edge of the water tied the mount to a big rock, and then led a few players into the Shijiao clan palace on foot.

   This is not so much a palace, but actually the lair in the center.

  Generally speaking, mutants like to put captives in the middle of the camp, so that they can have fun, whether it is eating or eating.

  As soon as they stepped through the stone gate of the lair, everyone smelled a pungent stench coming from the cave.

   "...the smell of hydrogen sulfide, I guess it's rotten eggs." Midnight, with an umbrella and no knife, pinched his nose and complained.

   Walking beside him, Laplace searched the surroundings carefully with a flashlight, and said something in a low voice.

   "Don't guess... Pay attention to the corners, especially the feet, and don't be caught by the trap."

  【Madam, you don’t want to either】Happy smile added: "Exactly! You don't want to be fed rotten eggs by mutants, do you?"

   "Go away." Brother Midnight made a vomiting expression, but the expression on his face became serious.

   Fortunately, these mutants didn't seem to have considered the possibility of the captives escaping at all. The players didn't encounter any traps along the way, and they easily reached the deepest part of the darkness.

  It was a very spacious space, and about a dozen iron cages that could only fit elephants were displayed on both sides of the space.

   A group of survivors were squeezed into the filthy cage, with no space to straighten their legs, and they didn't respond to the arrival of their compatriots. They just maintained their previous movements with blank eyes.

   Even the Raider's Dungeon seems kinder by comparison, at least those disgusting guys dump some of their **** out instead of letting germs thrive.

  Until the player stepped into this space, there were still a few short goblins chirping and screaming, rudely venting their primitive instincts on a dirty body.

  Looking at the width of the cave, this place should be an incubation room for mutants, not a cave with a very short and small entrance.

  These short guys probably sneaked in here while the big guys were out to plunder.

He didn't even want to watch the cruel scene for a second. Wearing the edge of the exoskeleton, he paddled up and strode up, stretched out his hand and broke the necks of those goblins, and threw them away as they wailed and swallowed their last breath. In the corner.

  The unkempt woman was lying on the stone table with her belly swollen like a balloon, staring at him blankly. That gloomy expression seemed to be dead, and the only evidence of being alive was the faint gasp.

  Most of the survivors had such a miserable end after being caught by the mutants, whether it was the River Valley Province or the Jinchuan Province.

   The only difference is that Torch's biotech prolongs this despair.

   "Torch used drugs on these survivors...80% is Naguo, otherwise the people here might have died." The construction site boy and Brick whispered, and then stopped talking.

   Edge paddling was silent for a while, and finally sighed.

   "...send them to Singularity City."

  In the end, he still didn't make up his mind to give these poor people a ride like Captain Lu did, even though he could feel that person begging him to do it.

  No matter what choice the poor people here make in the future, at least this choice should be made by themselves...

"Um."

  The construction site boy and Brick nodded, walked forward silently, tore off the shroud he was wearing and covered the woman, and carried her out of the cave.

   After taking away all the rescued survivors, the players of the Death Corps set fire to the mountain and completely sealed the entrances to the filthy caves.

   Mutants are larger, so it is difficult for them to hide in inaccessible caves, but short goblins can easily hide in inaccessible crevices.

   This fire should be able to kill some, but it will never be exhausted.

   It is not an easy task to completely eliminate the mutants in this mountain area, and it is far from something that can be done with thousands of incendiary bombs or thermobaric bombs.

  But those who are stationed here will continue to kill, take turns to change guards and continue to kill, and when they die, they will take the train from Dawn City and continue to kill—until this twisted evil is slaughtered.

  Although the crimes on the wasteland are far more than the corner in front of them, fortunately they have endless blood and strength! Can keep killing!

  Dusk came to an end.

  The flag of the Alliance and the flag of the Death Corps fluttered on the highest peak of Fushan.

  Dayan Lian led his hundred or so fruiting bodies, and with the guidance and help of the engineers of the Construction Corps, he finally built the pontoon bridge.

   Seeing that the big fat boys he fed finally helped, a satisfied smile finally appeared on the face of the big-eyed indebtedness.

   There are also points for repairing fortifications, as long as you join the group, you are not considered a gangster.

  Although he soon realized that the money he spent on feed could help a lot of young ladies in need, his whole face felt sore again...

   Carts of supplies were sent to the side of the mountain, and were sent up by logistics soldiers wearing exoskeletons.

  The first mountain of Shifeng Mountain has been taken by the alliance, and the eighty-mile road of bones has finally taken its first step.

  The alliance's battle line is still 40 miles away from the highest peak of Blood Mountain, and 77 miles away from Laishan, the northern gateway of Haiya Province.

   This is the first battle between the Alliance and the Church of the Torch!

   Great victory in this battle!