This Game Is Too Realistic

"Survivor Daily"

[Yesterday, survivor forces from companies, colleges, legions and other parties completed their rendezvous at the Alliance's southern Weifu military base. Commanders from all parties discussed specific combat plans and their respective tasks.

Chu Guang, the manager of the coalition forces, said in an interview that the Sticky Community will go all out to fight against the enemies of civilization and do whatever it takes to make those beasts who have committed numerous crimes pay the due price! 】

A hotel in the north of Shuguang City.

Turning over the newspaper in his hand, Duke Galava raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

The Xilan Empire was not mentioned at all in the headlines, which somewhat made him feel that he did not receive the respect he deserved.

"These gutter rats will play tricks on trivial issues."

Duke Galava threw the newspaper aside with a sinister remark.

Just then the waiter came up with a plate and placed a plate of curry omelette rice in front of him.

The rising heat was mixed with an alluring fragrance. Jarava took a deep breath, couldn't help but move his fingers, and grabbed the spoon on the side unskillfully.

There are indeed many different kinds of food in Shuguang City. If you put in the effort to find them, you can even eat something different three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

This is the dish that is most similar to the food from his hometown. Although it lacks some rich taste, the salty and delicious taste paired with baked soft eggs and crispy rice is simply perfect!

Jarawa reluctantly admits that besides beans and cakes, there are other ingredients that can be paired with the spices of Borneo.

Seeing the Duke venting his unhappiness on lunch, Niyang standing next to him could see the regret in his eyebrows at a glance and whispered respectfully.

"Sir, maybe there is news about us in other newspapers. Do you need me to buy it for you?"

Galawa, who was busy cooking, felt something in his heart, and was about to ask him to buy it, but suddenly he remembered the doctor's orders, and shook his head with lingering fear.

"Forget it...just don't look at it."

Seeing that the Duke suddenly became enlightened, Niyang felt a little disappointed and said to himself that it was a pity.

Compared to the "Daily Survivor", the headlines of today's "Goblin Observer" are truly explosive...

…

"Goblin Observer"

【Shock! Thirty thousand people went to the front line, but a full 10,000 were lost! Captain Babita Wan, the fierce general of the Xilan Empire, was furious. He shouted in front of the battle, "Where are my people?" He scolded the train conductor! 】

【……】

“Where’s my steel???”

French fries port.

Standing on the dock of the light industrial zone, Fang Chang glanced at the delivery note in his hand, and then at the cargo ships clustered together. He was dumbfounded.

Two weeks ago, when he was still in Kingallen Port, he ordered 10,000 tons of overproduced steel through a Wilante broker at an ultra-low price that was 50% lower than the market price.

According to the other party, these steel materials are all crude steel without shaping processing. There is no need to worry about the quality. They are all produced according to the casting standards of the Weilant people.

Whether it is rolled into T-shaped steel for construction, or mixed with other things to make high-end alloys, it is very useful.

Although there is also a steel plant in Kingallen Port, the production capacity is basically spent on local infrastructure projects and infrastructure projects in the Port of Chips, and orders have been overwhelmed.

After signing this unexpected surprise, Fang Chang immediately arranged it to Anle Island, intending to let the submarine factory and technicians there help solve the problem he had discussed with a group of good brothers on the forum. The idea of ​​"potential mother".

According to the contract, the two parties completed the delivery of goods at the French Fries Port. Today, the other party should deliver 5,000 tons of steel bars to him, and he will also have to pay 40% of the payment.

Worried that the goods were cheap but not good, he even ran over from Kingallen Port to take a look.

Unexpectedly, what came was not the steel barge at all, but more than 10,000 soldiers? !

If it weren't for the restraint shown by these people, he almost suspected that these guys hadn't learned their lesson yet and were planning to use their old tricks again.

The man standing at the bow of the boat also looked embarrassed. He was now sure that he was on the wrong boat.

But it's impossible to expect him to admit his mistakes.

To ease the awkward atmosphere, he cleared his throat and introduced himself.

"I am Isser, a baron from the Horse Tribe...and the captain of the 30,000th expeditionary force."

Fang Chang stared at him: "I don't care what kind of beast you are, I just want to know why you are here! And where is my steel!"

Isser was stunned and looked at him blankly, his expression clearly not knowing about the transaction.

"What steel?"

"Steel! Steel bought by me and those big-nosed guys!" Fang Chang took a deep breath, quickly calmed down and looked at him and asked, "Where is your captain? Find him!"

There is no point in discussing who is responsible now. The problem must be solved as soon as possible.

Soon the captain was brought out.

To be precise, he was dragged out by a group of soldiers holding his arms.

Seeing the murderous Fang Chang and General Iser, the rat captain was so anxious that he almost cried.

"My lord... I don't know either! The people from Valeant told me not to ask anything, not to look at anything, and just wait for the ship to be full and follow the course. Then the next day, these people rushed They came up and urged me to sail quickly, but I couldn't contact the person who arranged the flight for me, and then... I had no choice but to sail."

Isel looked embarrassed and kicked the guy's ass.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to French Fries Port?"

The captain said with a crying face.

"How dare I ask more questions with your attitude?"

Facing the two people on the deck, Fang Chang was dumbfounded.

So his steel was not sent to Silver Moon Bay or Kingallen Port, but was not shipped at all? !

"...Didn't you realize that this is a cargo ship?"

Isel looked at him confused.

"What's the difference?"

Fang Chang was speechless for a moment, but then he thought that several gunboats of the Xilan Empire Navy were converted from cargo ships, and the civilian ships used in the previous raid on French Fries Port made him laugh and cry again.

Good guy...

He had never thought of such a novel dragging posture, because there were so many flaws that he didn't even know how to complain about it.

He estimated that the person from Weiland who sold him the goods probably never expected that the cargo ship he arranged did not deliver the steel, but instead delivered the expeditionary force...

Seeing that the "person in charge" of the port was speechless, Isel coughed and continued.

"Can I ask how far it is from here to Jinchuan Province?"

Fang Chang pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"Not far away, Shifeng Mountain is just south and east of Baiyue Province. It's not even 1,000 kilometers from here."

Isel was delighted when he heard this.

"That's great--"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Chang couldn't help but spray.

"What a hammer! Are you going to walk across here on two legs? You won't be able to walk until the battle is over!"

Of course, the greater possibility is to die in this forest.

Even if Fries Port has successfully stood on this land now, the radius of the player's activity area will hardly exceed 50 kilometers. Without a stable supply line, you can't go very far unless you have no intention of coming back in the first place.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Chang looked at the captain and said.

"You guys wait for me on the sea, I'll discuss with the others how to solve the problem...drive out a little, don't block the dock yet."

"Wait, please wait!" Seeing Fang Chang turn back and walk out of the dock, Iser, who was standing on the deck, quickly stopped him, and then said in an unspeakable voice, "We don't have enough food, can you... lend us A little?"

Fang Chang's brow twitched.

"...wait here."

…

"Wasteland OL" forum.

Fang Chang brought what happened at Fries Port back to the forum, and the mystery of the collective disappearance of the 30,000-strong Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force was finally solved.

The edge of the water: "Good guy... It's outrageous that you can get lost like this."

There are really mosquitoes in WC: "Hahahahaha! I'm laughing so hard, today's headlines are here!"

Fang Chang: "Okay... don't worry about the headlines for now. I will urge the Weiland businessman again. If it doesn't work, I will go to Xifan Port myself. The question now is, what will happen to these people? You guys can do it too. Come up with an idea."

Kuangfeng: "It's pretty cool to be able to render you speechless. (Squints and smiles)"

Debt-eyed: "Just let them stay on the southern front. They are here anyway, and looking at the same equipment as the clones of those people, I feel that they can make up for it by going to the northern front. (Funny)"

The boy at the construction site said to Brick: "+1, the northern line is currently a fairy war. There are 20 Yun Ting ornithopters parked alone. We can't even transport ammunition. Now we have to repair an airport. We have to support it. The 500 Death Claws are quite handy, otherwise they would be useless."

Commander Quanshui: "Aren't you planning to land on the Death Coast? Let Lao Bai and Brother Ji teach them. (Squinting smile)"

Lao Bai: "Their foundation is a bit weak. I'm afraid we have to start teaching them by eating. (Laughing and crying)"

Midnight Killing Chicken: "I object to letting them go ashore. They are soldiers of the empire and have previous criminal records. No one can guarantee their safety."

Sisi: "+1, there are many Yue tribesmen settled in our port. They were liberated slaves in Jingallon Port. The empire does not recognize their status as free people. If they are allowed to go ashore, friction will inevitably occur. "

Aoao Sesame Paste: "Well... it's not impossible if they give up their status as imperial soldiers. Doesn't the French Fries Port need a lot of people to work?"

Sisi: "That's unrealistic... And even if we need labor, there is no need to find slave owners' accomplices. There are so many better-quality labor in Kingallen Port."

Night Ten: "It seems that the Alliance needs to set up a customs and immigration bureau. There have never been so many people here at once before. (Funny)"

Irena: "+1, the game will be sluggish without new players, but adding new players too fast is not always a good thing. Once the limited free week of multiplayer online games comes, the server environment will deteriorate at a speed visible to the naked eye. It’s like a different game. (Funny)”

Tails: "Oh! That's what I say, but it would be too pitiful to send them to the front line as cannon fodder. How about setting up another settlement on the south bank? How about letting them train while clearing wasteland?_(:з」∠) _"

Fang Chang: "It's not cost-effective. Just maintaining the ports on the north coast consumes a lot of ammunition. As for training... I guess even if they are trained, it will be difficult for them to be put to use like that."

The feudal lord's army could only gain some fighting morale when its hometown was depleted of gold coins, but the scope was limited to local operations.

This is completely different from cultural concepts, bloodline ethnicity, and belief traditions. As long as it can be said that specific belief traditions and cultural concepts can reduce this debuff. For example, the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom is an example. They are united from top to bottom. They are able to establish a government in exile after their hometown was bombed. The princess is even willing to marry a "pagan" in order to restore the country. However, it was a different situation when it came to the Lion Kingdom. The serfs in the occupied areas were all looking forward to the royal army's action, and the royal family's army were all looking forward to the alliance's action.

As for the province of Borneo, objectively speaking, they used the theory of thousands of races and thousands of gods to justify themselves for two hundred years to divide the contradictions and consolidate the authority of the royal family, but at the same time it also brought about bigger problems.

Fang Chang had no hope of training them into a fighting force. This was not something that could be changed in a few months.

Tails: "Then just open up wasteland without training! (｀ω)"

Midnight Killing Chicken: "What about the ammunition expenses to maintain the settlement?"

Sisi: "I heard that Dawn City is undergoing industrial upgrading recently. The newly completed ammunition production line of the B7 processing center has been assembled there and is ready to replace the original production line... Why don't we buy it and transport it to Jinjia? Go to London Port, process the bullets there and send them to the Baiyue Strait, which should save some costs."

Lao Bai: "This is a good idea...but what happens after the war is over and the expeditionary force withdraws? Ten thousand vacant positions may also be a problem."

Sisi: "It should be no problem to bring in some people from Kingallen Port. After the infrastructure there is completed, a lot of labor will be freed up. We can just use this new port as a buffer zone for the introduction of the population from French Fry Port."

There are also large areas of undeveloped land on the southern shore of the Baiyue Strait that can be reclaimed.

And compared with the rugged terrain on the north coast, the land on the south coast is flatter and suitable for planning into large plantations and farmland to produce tropical cash crops.

It would be a good choice for the jungle corps to be responsible for exterminating the alien species on the shore, and then letting the expeditionary soldiers who went astray to reclaim the land.

Anyway, sending them to the battlefield will probably be a hindrance. Just let them pretend to shoot targets and practice exercises every now and then, and that's enough.

Fang Chang: "Then the question is, what is the name of the new settlement?"

Irena: "We already have French fries port, how about a Coke port. (Funny)"

Ye Shi: "If you continue like this, the alliance map will become a recipe from now on. (Funny)"

Makabazi: "Hahahahahaha!"

…

At this moment, General Iser did not know that the fate of him and the cannon fodder under his command had been clearly arranged in another world.

But thanks to this, they also accidentally embarked on a path with completely different destinies.

Northern Line.

The third day after the coalition forces arrived.

On the Black Cloud Peak, the second mountain of Shifeng Mountain, a bloody battle has just begun.

Seemingly seeing how smoothly the Alliance's Death Corps had taken Fushan, the Wilantes who came from afar couldn't wait to show off their skills to open the eyes of the friendly forces.

The commander of the legion, Captain Liam, almost used "grabbing" during the combat meeting to snatch away the task of fighting for Black Cloud Peak from the commanders of the academy and the enterprise.

Thanks to the help of his old friend, the commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, Babita, also took advantage of the situation and sent a thousand-man team to serve as a feint attack - in other words, a substitute.

After all, the winding mountain road in Shifeng Mountain can only accommodate one or two battalions of troops at most on the battlefield.

As expected, the legion will send the Glorious Army first and place the main force on the main battlefield behind Shifeng Mountain.

The fact was just as Babita expected, the glorious army of the legion gathered at the foot of Fushan Mountain early in the morning and was led up the mountain by a team of Wilante officers.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the "Bison" walker raised its 200mm cannon and poured out enough shells to fill five train cars at the top of Heiyun Peak like spitting!

Dense flames exploded on the top of the towering mountain and to the left and right, burning the woods halfway up the mountain and scattering the clouds and mist entangled in the mountain.

At the same time after the bombardment ended, a thousand-man contingent of the Glorious Army gathered at the top of Fushan Mountain launched a charge with Ripper rifles amid deafening roars.

They stopped along the narrow mountain road, relying on the rugged rocks and a fierce exchange of fire broke out with the mutants.

Liam was sitting on the bridge, eating ice cream while overlooking the battlefield filled with shouts of killing, with a faint smile on his face.

Suddenly, he turned his face slightly and asked the adjutant beside him.

"By the way, how long did it take for the alliance to capture Fushan?"

The adjutant standing nearby said respectfully after hearing this.

"I think it was before dusk."

Liam nodded, glanced at the mechanical watch on his left wrist, and then leaned back on the chair comfortably, raising his right leg to the knee of his left leg.

"It seems that the battle will be over before noon. I plan to go to the cafeteria later. Do you have any recommendations?"

The adjutant was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment.

"The pig's trotter rice I had yesterday was good."

It tastes really good.

In Triumph City, pig's trotters are usually eaten roasted or smoked in wooden boxes. This was the first time he saw such pig's trotters that were softer than bread and felt a bit like jelly.

Liam said with a smile.

"Let's go taste it together later."

Not only did Liam not take those mutants seriously, but so did Babita, who was on the front line to command.

However, unlike the Wilantes who have seen many mutants, Babita's confidence comes from having never seen such a green-skinned thing.

Based on the rumors he heard along the way, it seemed to him that those guys were just a bunch of savages who had not evolved well.

The beggars in the wasteland can fight each other for 300 rounds. Borneo Province is not a wasteland at all. If he were to come on, he could kill those noobs in minutes.

However, most of the time, his men are not needed in this battle, and the Vaillant people have already taken action.

Just when Babita thought that this battle was just a formality on the front line and he could go back, the development of the matter was beyond his expectation.

The clone soldiers who rushed to the mountain were in a stalemate with the unevolved savages!

"...what the hell."

Babita, who was holding a telescope, stared at it for a long time. Seeing that the clones were unable to push up, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

"What are those Weirant people doing..."

He has never fought in mountain warfare, but at least he can understand the battle lines. Even if the eyesight is not always accurate, the basic skill of "listening to the sound of gunfire to judge the distance between the front and the rear" is still useful.

In the blink of an eye, the two centurions had been defeated.

The injured Wilant officer was carried down from the mountain by medical soldiers, while those green-skinned guys continued to appear, even becoming more and more courageous as they fought.

Looking at the tragic battle, Babita's palms couldn't help but sweat.

If his old friends don't use their full strength, they will be pushed down the mountain!

It wasn't just Babbitt who was stunned, the OB players standing on the top of Busan Mountain were also dumbfounded.

The previous round of artillery bombardment was so lively that they even made a bet on how long it would take those big noses to plant the flag on the top of the mountain.

The result was shocking. The group of mutants who received a round of shelling acted like nothing happened and beat up the clone cannon fodder who rushed halfway up the mountain with bruises and bruises on their faces.

The debtor swallowed his saliva and uttered a sentence in stunned silence.

"Good guy... they used artillery shells to wash out the entire mountain, and how can they still hit it like this?"

Are mutants also open?

The boy at the construction site holding the telescope in his hand, He Bian, frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"There's something wrong with those guys."

"Um……"

Edge of Water nodded, with a solemn look on his face, "It's really different from what we encountered when we first came here."

They killed half of the greenskins with one shot, and the remaining half were wiped out in one charge.

I did encounter some resistance when pushing to the top of the mountain, but only a little.

Seeing that the friendly army's position was crumbling, Babita could no longer sit still and quickly urged the commander beside him to launch an attack.

"Come forward with your men! Quick!"

"yes!"

The captain did not dare to neglect, and quickly called his men, and led more than a thousand people to kill them.

The mountain looked right in front of him, and it didn't seem like a big deal. However, when he really got closer to the front line, he realized that the situation here was far from as simple as General Babita thought.

The majestic mountains are like an insurmountable cliff. There is no road at all, only a narrow path that barely leads to the top of the mountain.

It is even more impossible to get around this mountain. There are steep cliffs on both sides of the mountain, and further away there is a peak that does not even have a name. The situation there is only worse than here.

Their soldiers could only climb up while holding on to the rocks on both sides of the mountain road. While firing at the enemy, they had to be careful about being smashed down by the corpses of their teammates.

On the other hand, looking at their opponents, the mutants fired at them from a high position.

Some short goblins will suddenly jump out from behind the bunker, holding rocks, daggers and even explosive bags to give them a "surprise".

In the past two weeks, the Death Corps had already experienced this surprise, and even if they saw it, they would not be surprised.

However, it was the first time for these guys from Borneo to see such a vicious thing.

The Glorious Army of the Weirant people managed to advance halfway up the mountain before being blocked from the offensive, and their morale was already on the verge of collapse before they even touched the buttocks of their friendly forces.

No matter how much General Babita yelled and scolded him from behind, he could not stop the rat soldiers who were frightened by the big green men and goblins.

The battle lasted from morning until dusk, and the entire sky was dyed blood red.

The bridge of the Allegiant airship.

Liam stared blankly at the silent mountaintop, his mouth wide open and speechless for a moment.

The ice cream stick originally held in his hand had already fallen to the ground, but no one noticed.

Because he was not the only one who was stunned, everyone in the entire bridge was silent.

A hungry "gurgling" sound broke the silence in the bridge at an inappropriate time.

Seeing the mountain that had not been taken down until dusk, Liam's face gradually turned red to the color of pig liver, and he suddenly punched the armrest of the chair with his fist in anger.

What a disgraceful bunch of trash!

If I had known he would have let General Modlin in!

"The bow main gun is ready! Aim at that mountain!"

"Give me a blast!!"