This Game Is Too Realistic

Although Chu Guang has not shown his face on the front line for more than a week, Chu Guang has always had little players watching him silently from behind.

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

"Good guy...this 'game' really made them understand."

Cannon fodder training is okay.

Not only did he help the pangolins clean their heads, but he also helped the friendly troops remove the inventory at the bottom of the box.

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

What genius came up with this idea!

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

"Master, I feel like the undercover agents you arranged in the legion are in danger... Do you want me to remind them? Don't be too exaggerated."

"No, let them be," Chu Guang smiled and shook his head, "That guy won't die that easily. It would be too fake to be merciful on the battlefield, but this would be more real. It would be better if he could be injured."

As a war hero, he was sent to the rear to recuperate, and maybe he could go to the west of Central Continent to see what the situation was like in the Legion.

He always heard Vanus say how majestic the City of Triumph was, but there wasn't even a photo, and the official website information was not easy to write about.

Xiao Qi nodded in understanding.

"Okay."

Although I don’t understand it very well, 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.

It was almost at the point where it was about to go offline. In the group called [No Insiders], a certain insider suddenly jumped out.

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

Edge of water: "What's the inside story?"

I was the darkest: "Were you carried away by Mengxin?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Get out! Let's get down to business, wasn't there a shortage of ammunition on the front line before? At first, the ammunition here was distributed from other sections of this defense zone, but today it suddenly started to be distributed from other defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "What the hell?!"

Edge of water: "Real or fake?"

Commander Quanshui: "Can you confirm which defense zone it is!?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hey, that's exactly what I want to say. The ammunition boxes delivered today are engraved with the numbers G40 and 41. Not surprisingly, they should have been sent from these two defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Awesome!"

Commander Quan Shui: "Remember to count every ammunition delivered! At that time, we can calculate the remaining ammunition in each defense zone and adjust the offensive route of Plan 3 in a targeted manner!"

As he typed out these words, Commander Quanshui's palms were almost sweating with excitement.

If all goes well, when the operation officially begins next week, they will face a group of defenders who are short of ammunition and have low morale.

This line of defense is as fragile as an egg shell, it will break if you knock it!

As long as a hole can be opened in their defense line, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps can drive straight into Oasis No. 3, and cooperate with the forces of several divisions following up from behind to quickly divide the battlefield and completely break up the enemy's defenses.

Annihilating this 100,000-strong army is a piece of cake!

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Hey, how great is this? (Proud)"

Commander Quan Shui: "A real special merit!"

Edge Stroke: "6666!"

In just one week, the 700-man team led by Pangolin had wiped out a thousand-man team from the alliance.

The victories in the past few days not only increased the confidence of the soldiers on the front line, but also the officers at all levels of headquarters could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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

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

I guess it was just the excuses those clumsy followers made for their failure.

Nowadays, the legendary deeds of defense zone G53-7 are like being given wings, spreading throughout the entire legion under Griffin's instruction.

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

Although one or two elites cannot change the direction of the entire battle, they can give most people the confidence that "I can do whatever I want".

There are different opinions within the legion as to why the alliance clings to defense zone G53-7 and refuses to invest more troops in the battle.

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

However, most people still prefer another view.

That is, there were disagreements within the alliance over whether to continue the war.

This is not uncommon in a legion's path of conquest.

Despite its huge size, not every unit of the legion can win a hearty victory in every battle.

Especially those wars that are not led by the overall will of the legion will occasionally be swayed by the surviving forces entrenched in the local area.

But even so, these survivor settlements eventually chose to surrender out of fear of the legion's huge size.

Of course, there are still a few people who believe that the reason may be more direct than conceptual differences-the alliance can hardly survive in a physical sense.

War is a money-burning game.

It is true that companies provide aid to the alliance, but the continued losses caused by the aid are also true. If the alliance itself bears all the logistical expenses, the alliance's economic size and nascent industrial capabilities may not be able to last even a week.

This information was provided by their business partner, the Bugla Free State located in the northern part of the Valley Province.

In this case, it is not difficult to explain why the equipment of the soldiers who launched a "suicide attack" towards the G53-7 defense line became more and more stretched every time.

Camp No. G53-7.

Looking at the bundles of rifles and a pile of ammunition of varying calibers and lengths piled on the ground, the officer who came here to recover the trophies couldn't help but joke in a mocking tone.

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

The equipment captured on the battlefield has a high failure rate, so before use, it usually needs to be sent to the repair team under the Ten Thousand Corps for repair 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, combat units at all levels are not allowed to privately withhold seized equipment unless there are special circumstances. It needs to be sent to the maintenance team for reconditioning first, and then transferred to the logistics team for unified distribution.

However, this military regulation was not strictly enforced.

After all, it is up to the frontline commanders to judge whether the situation is special. Considering that supplies may be gone at any given day, most commanders prefer to keep the supplies for themselves.

Especially now that it is obvious that there is a problem with the supply, 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 supplies seized from the alliance.

joke.

He's not stupid!

What kind of rifles did that bitch in Quanshui give out to the newbies? The newbies couldn't figure it out. How could he not figure it out?

\u0026a version, the iron pipe rifle and the dog don’t need it!

"It seems that the alliance's logistics have a big problem," Warfield Man whistled and casually agreed, "Maybe it won't take long to win."

The officer grinned.

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

Warlander teased.

"It just so happens that we can teach them step by step."

"Ha ha."

The officer laughed heartily.

Although this pangolin is not from Weiland, his words are surprisingly interesting.

And no matter who they are, as long as they can give the Alliance a thumbs up and vent their bad breath, 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 where all the men were present naturally attracted the attention of a group of captains, and even the clones who were not very smart also looked over.

That looks really good.

However, after seeing her high bridge of nose, the officers who had originally planned to whistle and tease her felt like they were deflated, and they were inactive.

The Vaillantians would not look down upon them.

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

They know very well that those big noses are unlikely to like them. Instead, they will give them two whips for being offended.

The warlord looked the woman over.

Her pupils are blue, her dark brown hair is tied up in a braid, and she has the characteristic high bridge of the nose of the Velant people... and taller peaks.

It is not that there are no women in the legion, but almost all of them are "foreigners" who work as servants. This is the first time he has seen a pure-blooded Wilant man.

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

The woman walked straight towards him.

"Hello, Mr. Pangolin."

"Who are you? "

"Penny, a reporter from Triumph, nice to meet you." The woman smiled slightly and stretched out her right hand, showing the notebook and recorder she held in her arms. "The headquarters sent me here to understand the situation... Is it convenient for you to be interviewed now?"

As the name suggests, "Triumph" is a newspaper published in 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 the Triumph City, the "Triumph News" mainly reports the news of the Triumph City, while the news from the front line is usually placed three pages later.

But on the front line, the content of "Triumph" will avoid topics of hometown and family as much as possible. Instead, it will mainly focus on victory, beauties, exciting stories, and all news that can stimulate the hormones of the soldiers, and there will be some entertainment news. Puzzles and crossword puzzles for boring time in the battlefield.

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

In order to ensure that the soldiers are enthusiastic about opening up new territories, the officers need someone to flex their muscles on the battlefield, someone to live a luxurious life like an emperor in the survivor colony, and someone to make a fortune from the war... even if If you don't have one, you can compile this kind of newspaper with a little modification.

Just like bread, alcohol and tobacco, soldiers do not need to pay for them themselves and are part of the logistics supplies.

As soon as he heard that "Triumph" was going to interview him, Warfield remembered what Colway had said to him yesterday, and he immediately became happy and immediately held her hand and shook it.

"It's an honor for me to serve beautiful women. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

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

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

"In order not to waste your time, I will get straight to the point."

Gently shaking her bangs, she skillfully opened the recorder, looked at the questions written in advance in the notebook, and said.

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

Warlander said without hesitation.

"I am an orphan, and Chief Colway who took me in is my family."

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

"I heard that you are an awakened person?"

"Yes."

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

Warlander smiled sheepishly.

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

Penny was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"That's true. Most awakened people discover by chance that they have acquired abilities that are different from ordinary people... Even survivors other than the Wilantes have a certain probability of becoming the lucky ones."

After a pause, she continued.

"Then let me ask you...what makes you invincible on the battlefield?"

Warlander replied almost without thinking.

"Of course it is loyalty to the Marshal!"

Penny was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.

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

"It's not important," Warfield said without blushing, with a straight face. "Although I have never met His Majesty the Marshal, and I have never been to the City of Triumph, his ideas deeply attracted me."

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

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

This is…

What loyalty!

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

Before he finished speaking, he 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, even scattering near the convoy.

The soldiers in the repair company raised their arms to protect their heads and avoid it.

The officer's hat was blown off by the turbulent air waves, and Zhanzhi's expression changed instantly.

Damn it!

Is it different from the promised time?

The vengeful newcomers didn't leave him any time to hesitate.

After a brief pause, a whooshing scream suddenly came from the air.

I saw gas tanks with steel pipes stuck in their butts flying randomly in the sky, and explosions and flames bloomed on the battlefield like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Lie down!"

Seeing a huge gas tank flying towards this side, Warfield's face changed wildly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Penny's arm, dragging her down to the ground.

This guy can't die!

Or maybe he's been pretending for so long and it's all in vain? !

"boom--!"

The moment the two men lay down, a loud explosion sounded almost at the same time. The raging shock wave spread wildly, overturning a truck on the spot, and almost knocked down the maintenance team officer who had been bragging to him before.

It was half a minute before the dust settled.

After confirming that there were no new explosions, the warlord released his hold on him.

"Damn! Bah--"

After spitting out the sand in his mouth, the field man wiped the ashes from his face, cursed, and looked at the frightened war reporter.

"Are you OK?"

This guy is not very good.

Is this your first time on the job?

Without answering his question, Penny's face turned pale and she lay on the ground without daring to get up. Her eyes were full of frightened fear, and her pants were still vaguely wet. After a long time, she said in a trembling voice.

"Just now, what was that...?"

Listen to that sound…

Why is it louder than 100 artillery pieces? !

Warlander chuckled.

"Gas tank bombs are indeed very powerful, but they are not very accurate and their range is not very far... This is not the first time we have encountered them.

Penny swallowed.

Gas bomb? !

This is...how barbaric!

"Do you... endure such bombardment every day?" Her voice trembled, and she did not forget to find the recording pen from the ground and pick it up.

"Have you seen the basic operations of those people? This is what the Alliance is capable of. It looks scary, but the effect is average. There is nothing to worry about!"

The warlord grinned and picked up the rifle and hat that fell aside. "Wait for me for a while, and I'll collect those pieces of shit."

After saying that, without waiting for Penny to reach out to stop him, he turned around and stepped into the smoke-filled battlefield.

These new guys are on top.

Even the "saturation firepower" has been adjusted!

Although he was surprised, he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

If I don't go up and help those cloning retarded people, maybe this position will really be taken over by these guys!

Plan No. 3 is entering a critical stage. Defense Area 53 is not the alliance's key offensive target. The Storm Corps and the Kuji Corps will even let them escape.

Even if he takes his position at this time, it will not be of any help to the entire battle situation. On the contrary, it may be a small loss.

For the alliance!

For Your Majesty the Manager!

No matter what he said, he had to kill these newbies with cerebral palsy.

While Comrade Pangolin rushed to the front line, Penny, who was left behind, had her mind in a mess like a ball of yarn.

When the pangolin grabbed her arm just now, she was suddenly startled, but her rapidly beating heart soon stopped for half a second because of the explosion that was so close at hand.

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

That strong chest and arms full of security could not be forgotten in her mind.

Especially the back view left to her in the end...

Not just loyalty.

That is...how heroic!

A trace of obsession gradually appeared in his confused eyes. Soon enough, that trace of obsession turned into regret and regret.

Pity.

So loyal and heroic, yet a foreigner.

No matter how high the honor he achieved or how much wealth he had, he could only marry a foreign race in the end. Even if his superiors recognize his abilities, he will not be contacted by mainstream society.

The thoughts in my mind were chaotic.

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

She had never been so deep into the front line, and it was also the first time she felt shelling at such a close range. The earth-shaking explosion just now made her whole body tremble, and she couldn't hold it back for a while.

She was so ashamed that she wanted to die on the spot. She quickly took off her coat and tied it around her waist. She subconsciously looked in the direction where the pangolin disappeared and bit her red lips that were almost bleeding.

should

Didn't you see it?

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

More than a dozen tripods stood at the foot of the sand dune slope, with empty steel pipes pointing straight towards the legion's position.

With the support of "seniors" such as Quan Shui, Bian Yan, Mosquito, etc., these newcomers who entered the game in the beta04 version not only carried out "big training" on the front line, but also started "big production", and even We built a rustic arsenal using local materials.

Facts have proved that the creativity of the working people is endless. If it is not controlled, not to mention unscrupulous cannons, even unscrupulous Katyusha can be punished.

After a calibrated shot, twelve gas tank rockets suddenly fired with the momentum of a round of rocket launchers, giving it a somewhat battlefield atmosphere.

"Awesome! This is called fighting, okay?"

Ah Nie shook his fist excitedly.

"That's right! This is no more than a mortar!"

Holding the chessboard in hand, he snorted reluctantly.

"It's a pity that it's not accurate."

It was true that there was a row of potholes on the position, but it was hard to say how many people were killed. The only good thing was that at least the machine gun position was destroyed.

The safest way to fight now is to retreat and bring a cart of artillery shells over, and shoot another round at the opposite position, or get some smoke bombs to seal them up.

It's a pity that those veteran players are not human beings. They leave them here and leave without food, fresh water and guides. If they want to cross the two hundred kilometers of desert and return to the rear, it is better to be more efficient on their own.

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

Before he finished speaking, the man next to him had already inserted his bayonet into the barrel of his gun.

"Bros!"

"Kill them while they are sick!"

"Come on!"

After saying that, he took out a whistle from nowhere, put it in his mouth, and blew it desperately.

"Hey--!"

A shrill whistle sounded.

As soon as the charge whistle was heard, the shouts of killing on the battlefield instantly boiled over. As if full of blood, the newbies charged towards the smoke-filled position.

"Come on!"

"Blast girl's gold coins!"

"Ouch!"

"silver!!!"

"Bring it to you!"

The second and fifth boys, who were tasked with being managers, started a bloody and brutal fight with the newbies who had "no moral ethics" on the fragmented battlefield.

Both sides were furious.

On the one hand, I can't die, but on the other hand, I don't want to die so quickly.

If both sides could not be resurrected, this would surely be a tragic and tragic scene.

At the same time, while the battle on the front line was in full swing, the situation in Dawn City thousands of kilometers away was calm.

Compared with the fierce battle situation on the front line, life in the rear is like a pension.

Due to excessive hunting by players, as well as the popularity of a series of delicacies such as crab cakes, monster steaks, salt-grilled mustard meat, butter mushroom baked rice, etc., as long as they do not go deep into the city occupied by slime mold, there are not many around Dawn City alone. Alien.

Even in the nuclear bomb crater in the Elm District, you can't catch the spawning cleavage crabs.

There is no doubt that these monsters have been eaten to extinction. If you want to hunt delicious alien species, you can only go north to the jungle mountains in the northern part of Qingshi County.

Or, we can only move towards the Jinchuan Province with dense jungles and vast plains.

In order to enrich the diet of the people of Dawn City, a certain lizard and mouse recently organized an expeditionary force, leading a few newbies and restless old players to prepare for the Jinchuan Province.

And the ultimate goal is the southernmost Death Coast!

It is said that there is the territory of the Torch Church, and there will be many exoskeletons with high technological content.

For example, the "Water Arrow Turtle" suit in Quanshui is said to have been invented by people from the Torch Church.

Not only that, I heard that a businessman named Zhou Nan boasted that there was a "glowing sea" there.

This scenery is absolutely awesome than Silver Moon Bay!

Luo Yu originally wanted to take a look.

Unfortunately, he now has an oil bottle hanging on his body.

According to the administrator's description, it seems that the level on level B6 needs to rely on Xiaoyu's "swallowing characteristic" to solve it.

Although I am very happy that Gou planned to compensate his divine pet with a hidden mission, but I have to say that the process of raising a baby is a bit boring.

His daily routine now is like a distant dog, taking Xiaoyu for a walk in the northern suburbs, killing two crawlers or butchers and watching it eat and drink.

Then, he would take it back to the settlement area for a walk around, to burn off its strong energy, and at the same time dispel the wariness of the nearby residents towards this polite child.

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

If this guy's energy is not consumed, he will not be able to sleep at night and will try his best to wake him up like a cat. If he cannot wake him up, he will do some strange things to his culture chamber.

For example, when he woke up last time, he saw a bloody mouth stuck to the transparent hatch, which almost made him pee.

It was almost as if he was going to be eaten alive.

However, after seeing him wake up again, Xiaoyu will soon return to his cute and cute appearance, like a lively little dolphin, happily "beep babbling" around him as if nothing happened just now.

In order to educate this guy and let it integrate into human society, Luo Yu not only taught it human language, which he was not very proficient in, but also occasionally tried to feed it some human food.

Although he still resists cooked food, he is quite fond of things with high sugar content. Especially the lollipops sold in NC stores with added attribute gains. Not only do they make a happy sound after eating them, they even don't spit out the plastic sticks.

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

It finally learned to hunt!