This Game Is Too Realistic

At this moment, the pioneer named "Beast King" did not know that his opponent was indeed carefully considering how to play the next card.

It's just that the cards played here are somewhat different from what he imagined...

The door of the tavern.

Seeing the smoky atmosphere in the tavern and the red-faced and thick-necked card guys playing cards, Commander Quan Shui, who had just arrived at the front line, was dumbfounded.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said in a daze.

"Good guy..."

The reason for the company's increasing combat effectiveness has finally been found.

Do you dare to think that all these stupid people are playing cards in the back? !

Kakarot stretched his neck and looked around in the crowd, and soon saw the familiar culprit, with an expression that looked exactly like that.

"Hey, I guess it was Brother Mosquito who did it."

I was the darkest: "Tzeentch!! It's a trick sent by Tzeentch!"

Ten Fist Man: "Call the Iron Can of the Burning Legion!"

Catching ghosts from the grave: "Drag this thing that corrupts military discipline out of the way to show your loyalty."

Just as everyone was chattering at the door, Mosquito, who had just finished carrying the goods, slipped out from the center of the crowd and caught a glimpse of the guys standing at the door.

"spring?!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and Mosquito walked up with a playful smile and patted his arm.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you were still waiting for dispatch?"

These are all his big customers.

In comparison, he only made pocket money from selling these cards.

"It's true that we are waiting for dispatch, but the dispatch order has come, hasn't it?" Commander Quan Shui smiled and continued, "The manager planned to come to the front line, so he transferred us too."

"What the hell? The manager is here?"

Mosquito was shocked when he heard this and immediately threw the sack with a few card packs left in his hand to the NPC on the side.

Obviously this guy also realized that he had done nothing good, and the speed of light had nothing to do with this deal.

The young man next to him was quite sensible. He caught the sack quickly and pretended not to recognize him.

That guy didn't look like he was from the Valley Province. His hair was slightly curly, he was a little short, and his dark eyes were twinkling. He looked a bit like a rat tribe member from the Borneo Province.

"It's not here yet, don't look."

He looked at the mosquito spring looking out the door with a helpless expression, then took a look at the smoky atmosphere in the tavern, and couldn't help but tease him.

"Now everyone is saying that it was you who destroyed the combat effectiveness of our friendly forces. How are you going to explain it when the manager comes?"

Unexpectedly, when this big hat was placed on his head, the mosquitoes started to scream.

"Damn it, what does this have to do with me? It's not like I made them unable to fight."

Speak with your conscience in mind.

This group of people was like this before he came!

However, these dogs didn't listen to him, they just yelled and shouted.

Kakarot: "It's not you! Do you think these guys are capable of fighting?"

I was the darkest: "That's right! Too weak!"

Kevin with a broken leg also shook his head and said.

"If you play this way until next year, I'm afraid you won't even be able to climb this mountain!"

"What does this have to do with me," Mosquito said, dumbfounded, "You guys are so awesome, come on!"

"It just so happens that we have this plan."

Looking at the mosquito, Commander Quanshui chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just wait and see. When the manager comes tomorrow, I will show you my skills and let you see how the battle is fought."

…

In fact, if I tell my conscience, it's not that the company is in trouble.

The average altitude of Shifeng Mountain is over one thousand meters, especially the dangerous mountain tops are often two to three thousand meters above sea level.

The terrain is far more dangerous than a hill of two to three hundred meters, and can be compared to the Hengduan Mountains in reality.

In a place like Broken Blade Mountain, the total tactical width is only so much, and only two to three hundred people can get up at one time, and the people behind have to step on the corpses of the people in front.

In addition, a large number of fortifications were built on the opposite side, making the entire mountain look like a fortress.

Even if there are 100,000 troops standing on the side, they will not be of much use.

In just two days and one night, the company tried to launch three rounds of offensives. In the last round, they even used two ground-penetrating missiles that had just been dragged out of the laboratory and carried a 500-kilogram warhead. However, they still Failed to plant the flag on the top of the mountain.

The total number of mercenary casualties has reached more than 300, which has exceeded the non-clone casualties paid by the legion on Black Cloud Mountain.

Considering that those mercenaries were still needed for the upcoming battle, the commander of the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division could only turn his attention to their capable ally - the Alliance.

While still in Dawn City, Commander Quan Shui volunteered to take over this task on behalf of the Storm Corps.

However, neither Quan Shui nor the commander of the company expected that just when they were planning the next offensive, the Weirant people stationed on Black Cloud Mountain could not wait any longer and couldn't wait to reach out... …

On the third night.

Black Cloud Mountain.

After glancing at General Modlin who was looking at the distant position with his night vision goggles, the adjutant standing aside couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't this too hasty?"

Although the company's performance on the front line was disappointing, he did not suggest that the task of attacking this mountain should be taken away from the company.

Not only because this would consume the power in their hands, but also because this could have been an excellent opportunity to test the strength of Ideal City.

The mercenaries attacked the mountain three times without achieving effective results. He felt that if they pressed harder, the company might be willing to send regular troops to fight.

At that time, they can also observe and see what the combat effectiveness of that force armed to the teeth is like.

In the final analysis, companies that are also inheritors of the old era are their real competitors.

As for the Torch Church, it is just the more capable one among the many unsightly grasshoppers.

However, General Modlin standing next to him had a different view and spoke concisely.

"...Have you not noticed that the positions on the first few hills are relatively easy to capture, but the positions in the back are more difficult than the last."

Adjutant: "So?"

General Modlin narrowed his eyes and continued: "So the sooner we complete the task, the better for us. According to the agreement before the war, we need to undertake the attack task of at least two mountains, and counting the ones that have already been captured Black Cloud Mountain, as long as we complete one more, we can sit in the spectator seats and watch the show."

At that time, they can leave all the hard bones to be chewed by others in the coalition.

And if others want to ask them to take action again, they will have to come up with other conditions on the negotiation table of the Sticky Community.

Completing combat missions ahead of schedule is itself a substantial bargaining chip.

I believe Lord Liam thinks so too, so he gave him the order to carry out tonight's military operation.

Having said this, he looked at the adjutant on the side and continued with a normal expression.

"Inform General Mekar that our men have reached combat positions, allowing his Army of Honor to advance."

Before sending the Vaillant people up, he needed the clone cannon fodder to go up first and consume the physical strength and ammunition of the mutants.

The adjutant understood instantly, then his expression became solemn and he performed a military salute.

"yes!"

…

At twelve o'clock that night, the Loyalty airship launched ten 400-bore rockets towards Broken Blade Mountain without any warning.

The boiling flames were like a fire cloud falling from the sky, engulfing the entire mountain peak. The vegetation on the mountain instantly turned into ashes, and even the stones on the ground were heated.

At the same time, the thousand-man troops of the Glorious Army waiting at the foot of the mountain had already hung their bayonets on their guns.

A centurion with a high nose stood in front of the formation, pulled out his gun and fired a shot towards the mountain, shouting loudly.

"For the Marshal!"

"For loyalty!"

"charge--!"

With a pair of pupils filled with fanaticism, the clones let out deafening roars, grabbed their rifles and charged up the mountain.

"Long live!"

"kill!!"

Those two short sentences were one of the few human-to-human connections that the clones could speak.

They develop at eight times the speed and do not have a complete human mind at all, and the information that their brains can process is only one-eighth of that of ordinary people.

However, these two short sentences are enough to sum up their lives.

From the moment they were born, they have been preparing for today's burning.

"Roar!!"

The big green guy hiding in the tunnel roared, rounded the empty shotgun into a mallet, and smashed the skull of a clone.

However, before it could taste the snow-white brain, a bayonet flashed through his chin from bottom to top!

The hot blood spurted onto the face of the clone trooper, which was distorted by fanaticism, but the latter roared and continued to charge.

They are like mad dogs on drugs. When their legs are cut off, they crawl forward with their hands. If their arms are also broken, they use their teeth to bite them. They are even better than those big green guys who are howling obscenities. Even crazier!

In addition to those who are numb to death, there are also some mentally broken clones curled up in the plasma and wailing.

However, even so, no one retreated.

Under the command of the captain of the Wilant people, they bit forward like wild beasts, and then perished quickly in the madness.

Seeing such a ruthless "ration" for the first time, the mutants of the Rock Ax clan were a little confused for a while.

Although the combat effectiveness of these madmen was obviously not as good as the humans wearing exoskeletons they encountered before, the desperate fighting style of these people really put a lot of mental pressure on them.

At the same time, on the other side, the company's combat headquarters was in panic and commotion.

The Allegiance airship suddenly fired its cannon, and then the clone troops were suddenly dispatched. This series of unplanned actions surprised everyone.

Lin Shangwen, who rushed to the scene, stared at the picture on the holographic screen without saying a word.

The adjutant standing next to him cursed and couldn't help but growl.

"What do those big noses want to do?! Did they take the wrong medicine?"

Even if it's just to show off, you won't even say hello, right?

When he fought in Black Cloud Mountain before, he wanted to complain about these arrogant guys.

It's just that the commander of the Xilan Empire was more tolerant. He didn't take the compatriots who were accidentally bombed seriously. He couldn't say anything to an outsider, so he didn't make a fuss about this matter.

Chief of Staff Yun Song also stared at the holographic screen in silence. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the movement of another group of people at the bottom of the mountain. His heart suddenly became clear and he said in a deep voice.

"They probably want to pick peaches."

The adjutant was stunned when he heard this, then came to his senses and cursed in a low voice.

"These shameless robbers!"

They have sacrificed more than 300 mercenaries on the mountain peak, and poured out hundreds of rockets and more than a thousand heavy grenades!

If not two thousand mutants were killed, there would be three thousand!

Seeing that the defense line on the opposite side has become a little loose, these guys actually jumped out to grab the credit!

Lin Shangwen still didn't speak, just stared at the screen in silence, thinking about something in his heart.

Just when he was about to call Liam to ask what the guy meant, he saw that the other party made the call first.

An ugly nose appeared in the center of the screen, followed by a disgusting face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This guy had a stick in his mouth at night, and it looked like it was growing on his face.

"I see that you are fighting too hard. I will fight this battle for you."

Listening to those shameless remarks, Lin Shangwen sneered and raised his chin slightly to look at the face on the screen.

"Do I still have to thank you?"

"Haha! You're welcome," Liam laughed, leaned back on his chair, and said with a bit of a sinister tone, "I just feel sorry for the young men in Ideal City who have never seen blood, and I'm afraid they will fall into it. The battlefield scares the pants off...it's better to let them stay behind and play cards."

play cards?

Lin Shangwen frowned, and several officers behind him also exchanged confused glances, wondering what this guy was talking about.

Liam did not explain, but looked at these weak friendly officers, and the old god continued to speak.

"Watch it, I'll only demonstrate it once."

After saying that, he closed the video window, leaving the glaring officers in the command room and disappeared...

…

It has to be said that the legion's abacus was made very loudly, so loud that even Commander Quanshui, who had just arrived at the front line, heard it.

Gunshots resounded on Broken Blade Mountain, cannons roared, and the flickering light lit up the place into daylight.

The flames of war were so intense and suffocating that one could vaguely smell them even standing on Fushan Mountain, a hill away.

"Good guy... Now the brothers in the enterprise are going to be slapped in the face." Holding the telescope in his hand, he looked towards the south with a grin.

Due to limited vision, he could only see a corner of the battlefield from his position.

But even so, the fighting was brutal enough.

Brother Quan Shui standing next to him smiled, but didn't agree with this statement.

"I don't think so."

Putting down the telescope in his hand, he looked over the edge and asked him curiously.

"What do you mean?"

The commander of the fountain said slowly.

"Those mutants are really that easy to deal with, and they won't be able to hold the company back for three full days. To be honest, when faced with the kind of guy who won't die even if his head is shot, and other black technologies that have never been seen before, you No matter which troop comes over, it will be just as difficult to fight. Especially with such a thick rock mass, we don’t even know how many people are hidden inside."

The strong man was stumped and tried to sneak in to get information, but the fat mouse was a bit too fat.

The big green-skinned guys really didn't notice him, but those goblins all used him as food.

After dying three times without getting into the cave, the guy stopped wasting his efforts and started thinking about other methods.

Not only have they tried, people in the company are also making various attempts, such as sending bionic special forces equipped with optical camouflage plug-ins to sneak in to find out the situation in the cave, etc.

However, no one expected that the android team would be attacked by EMP weapons, and after a brief pause, they would be beaten to pieces.

Including the rice-sized "Beetle" drones they used later, they all ended in failure.

This information is not disclosed within the Alliance Alliance, but is shared between the alliance and corporate military systems.

In short, the company has used all the methods it can think of, but the other side seems to have been prepared for it, and they have solved all the problems one by one.

There is no use in trying to take advantage of the situation, and the company can only attack with the old method of using artillery to bombard the infantry.

However, even if they used all available support weapons and washed the entire hilltop countless times, they still could not take the hilltop away from the greenskins.

Quan Shui estimates that 80% of the people in Weiland are the same, and they must suffer a lot tonight.

Those guys do have their moments, but they always make the same mistake, which is to look down on others and think too highly of themselves.

"...The reason why the company didn't stop them is that I guess they wanted to use the Wilantes to consume a wave of living forces on the mountain. Although I don't know how many mutants there are, they can't be unlimited."

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Edge of Water grinned and banged his fist on his breastplate, "We are infinite, let's get on with it."

Commander Quan Shui glanced sideways at him.

"You'd better save it, it's our turn this time."

Edge paddling: "Damn! Didn't you even take a break when you first got here?"

Commander Quanshui smiled and said.

"We've been resting since we came down from Jinhe City. We've already had enough rest."

While the two were chatting, new changes occurred in the battle situation on the front line.

Just as General Modlin expected, an entire cannon fodder team of 1,000 people was quickly wiped out.

There were corpses all over the mountains and plains, including mutants and clones. Their flesh and blood were mixed together, and the entire rugged mountainous area felt like it had been rolled over by the blade of a meat grinder.

Without any hesitation, the Loyal airship fired eight 400mm heavy grenades again as planned, and in conjunction with the "Bison"'s 200mm cannon, launched the second round of fire coverage tonight against the mutants on the mountain.

This round of fire coverage was more ferocious than the previous one. Not only were the Weirant people on the front line excited to see it, but even the friendly troops in the rear had their eyes widened.

Standing at the door of the barracks, General Babita stared covetously at the "Bison" walking machine standing on the wasteland, his eyes filled with longing.

If only the Legion would sell this thing to them.

If General Alaya had this thing, they wouldn't have lost Kingallen Port.

The same goes for the mosquitoes who just came back from Kunzhen. Looking at the spitting firepower, they were also surprised and kept mumbling.

"Good guy...what material is the gun barrel made of? Is it so durable?"

It would be great if the ingredients for this thing could be sorted out.

Compared with the No. 60 electromagnetic gun that is temporarily unavailable in reality and cannot be understood at all, the actual value of this thing is much higher!

Having tasted the sweetness of that bottle of aviation kerosene, his eyes became more and more eager, and he even couldn't help but have twisted thoughts.

perhaps……

We have to find a way to make those big-nosed people "throw away" one.

At the same time that the wastelanders were looking up at the boiling artillery fire, the battlefield in the distance was as tragic as hell.

Some big green-skinned guys who were too late to withdraw into caves, tunnels, and bunkers were killed on the spot, and the goblins who tried to carry the wounded back to the tunnels also suffered heavy casualties. Many of the guys who were maimed by the explosion were only killed. He could lie down behind the rocks and scream and howl.

General Modlin looked at the battlefield with night vision goggles. Seeing that the time was right, he immediately issued an order to attack.

"The 2,000-man team under the 310,000-man team moves forward!"

"yes!"

The adjutant responded with a military salute and immediately conveyed the order to the Thousand-Man Team.

The 2,000-man team, which was already eager to try, began to attack the mountain.

Twenty or so heavy infantrymen dressed like iron pagodas, holding miniguns in their hands, under the cover of a hundred-man team, took the lead in attacking the entrance of a cave halfway up the mountain that had not been conquered for a long time.

The silence of the night was broken for the second time, and the battle once again entered a fever pitch.

The well-trained Weilant soldiers unleashed a combat power that far surpassed those of the clone soldiers, and instantly defeated the mutants on the mountain. Even the springs on the mountain that were not expected to be captured by them couldn't help but Show a surprised expression.

"Looks like you're about to make a miscalculation."

Edge of Water glanced at him with a smile and threw the binoculars into his hand.

"In one hour, the Weirant people have captured six cave entrances, and the fighting outside the cave is basically over."

Just now he saw with his own eyes that a heavy infantryman carrying a flamethrower stepped into the cave. The cave must be filled with the smell of barbecue at this moment.

Compared to the fancy equipment that companies come up with, this simple and crude thing is really better.

At least to his taste.

Quan Shui took the telescope and took a look at it without giving up. Seeing that the battle situation was indeed as Brother Bian said, he still made a few stern remarks.

"They have just entered the dog hole, and the real grinding has just begun... How long they can last there is anyone's guess."

"That's true." Bing Shui nodded in agreement.

His evaluation of the opponents he has played against is quite high.

The reason why their military operations in Luoxia Province were able to achieve a clean victory was actually due to strategic factors.

The combat quality of these guys is not bad. When logistics, support, air superiority, and terrain factors are equal, it is not easy to defeat them on the frontal battlefield.

If it were him, he would probably have to pay a heavy price if he wanted to completely wipe out those big green guys who couldn't hold on.

At the same time, in the airspace hundreds of kilometers away, a majestic steel airship was slowly advancing towards the front line.

Not only were the players closely watching the battle on the front line, Chu Guang's eyes had never moved away from the front line.

As early as the same time the Corps launched its attack, Lin Shangwen, the commander of the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division, had a phone call with him about the matter and asked for their opinions.

At the same time, he contacted Qiang Rensuo Di through the mission system and entrusted the latter to act as a war reporter, holding a camera and going to the front line to peek at the screen.

To be honest, it is indeed a bit unkind for the Weiland people to pretend to be generous but play such small tricks.

If they really allowed them to capture that mountain, the people who died and the money spent during this period of time would be wasted in vain, but it would become the result of the Legion's victory.

However, Chu Guang was more curious about the strength of the legion's regular army than the loss of his old friend.

So he and Lin Shangwen reached some terms of exchange and persuaded the guy to give in. Instead of putting pressure on General Liam on the matter, he let those Weirant people rush forward to consume the effective strength of a wave of mutants.

If Broken Blade Mountain is captured by the Legion, he can take another position for the company as "compensation".

Anyway, his players are eager for more opportunities to play, and he is also happy to provide some win-win benefits for the players.

Of course, as part of the exchange, the ammunition, equipment, "pension", etc. consumed when attacking the position must be borne by the company.

Lin Shangwen naturally would not refuse such a good thing, and agreed almost without hesitation.

The council didn't care how much it cost, nor what people outside Ideal City thought. It only asked him to exchange the smallest battle losses for the largest results.

As a result, Chu Guang, who was also serving as the marshal of the coalition forces, quickly reached an agreement with his "general" and used every trick to give tonight's stage to General Liam.

Aren't they in a hurry to show off?

Then let them go.

Staring at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, Chu Guang smiled lightly and said.

"Vanus, do you think the 310,000th team can plant the flag on the top of Broken Blade Mountain tonight?"

Although he rarely personally intervenes in frontline command, with his strategic vision, he is not optimistic that the Wilantes can win this local battle without sufficient preparation.

Staring at the picture in the holographic window, Vanus stood aside and thought for a moment, but suddenly spoke.

"I think General Liam may contact you."

"oh?"

Chu Guang looked at him with interest, wondering why he made such a judgment.

Vanus calmed down and continued thoughtfully.

"Based on my understanding of the Eastern Army's organization... I'm afraid they invested more than a thousand-man team in this battle. And based on my understanding of General Liam, although this man has good talents, his personality is more... Like a gambler."

Upon hearing this, Chu Guang, who originally had a smile on his face, couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

"You mean...he mobilized the defense troops on Black Cloud Mountain?"

Vanus nodded, and the look on his face was no longer solemn, but gradually showed a trace of visible concern.

"He has no reason to plan a third round of offensive for the opponent he despises. In other words, there are probably only two troops deployed on Black Cloud Mountain tonight, one defensive force and one offensive force. The mutants put them into the cave It may not be out of weakness, but most likely because we have judged that we have invested an 'unexpected' force in this battle, so we deliberately showed weakness in local battles to increase our sunk cost of giving up tonight's offensive."

"And if you have to choose between the two options of 'work harder' and 'bow to friendly forces', General Elium's character will most likely choose to take a gamble and put the frontline defenses on the line for the sake of the dignity of the Wilant people. The troops press forward..."

After a pause, he continued.

"Those greenskins..."

"I'm afraid there's going to be a counterattack."