This Game Is Too Realistic

In the conference room of the combat command center, the "rectification meeting" that made Liam restless was finally over.

Although Mr. Lin did not use the topic in the meeting, the sight that inadvertently came from somewhere always made him feel like a ray of light on his back.

This is probably the feeling of doing something wrong.

However, what surprised Liam was that, aside from the uncomfortable feeling, what the guy named Vanus talked about at the meeting actually gave him the illusion of benefiting a lot.

That guy made a profound review of the coalition's mistakes in the battle from both tactical and strategic aspects.

Although the war ended in victory, if the cooperation between the various armies could be more coordinated, the coalition forces would not have to suffer such huge casualties.

Of course, even he could make such a hindsight summary.

It’s just that being able to analyze the problem in an orderly and comprehensive manner and come up with ways to improve it in such a short period of time requires some skill!

Looking at the guy's raised nose, a sharp light flashed in Liam's eyes.

Speaking matter-of-factly, this Vanus is indeed a talent!

It is hard to imagine that such a talent was just a commander in the cannon fodder unit of the Eastern Legion Expeditionary Force.

If I were his superior, I would definitely recommend him to serve as a mid-level officer in the Youth Army, and promote him to the top when his resume is suitable.

After announcing the adjournment of the meeting.

Liam sat at the table and waited for a while. When everyone was almost gone, he stopped Vanus who was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that it was General Liam who stopped him, Vanus stopped and asked.

"what happened again?"

Liam looked him up and down and suddenly said with a smile.

"I don't understand why you want to be a traitor when you can definitely accomplish something in the legion with your abilities."

Liam bit the word "traitor" hard, trying to see a trace of shame or a similar expression on the face of the man in front of him.

This will make it easier for him to say the next words.

However, what he didn't expect was that Vanus's expression did not change at all. Instead, he looked at him and asked a question.

"What act are you referring to, becoming a captain of ten thousand men, or becoming a governor of a country, or owning tens of thousands of slaves and ten thousand acres of fiefdom?"

Liam was stunned for a moment, stared at him for a while and then said.

"What about honor? You are a soldier, you should at least have something like this."

Vanus smiled lightly and answered in a gentle tone.

"For me, fighting for what you believe in can be called honor. Otherwise, even the looters can say that they are fighting for honor. They can also shout 'for the boss' or "for the boss" before robbing. Something like that.”

Liam narrowed his eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm answering your confusion. Didn't you ask me why I betrayed the Legion?"

Vanus glanced at him, then looked out the door, and continued speaking concisely.

"Next to that gentleman, I saw another possibility."

Liam was slightly stunned.

"That's it?"

Vanus nodded.

"That's all."

…

At noon.

At the forefront of the battle between the coalition forces and the Torch, a group of young men from Ideal City were waiting on the Black Cloud Mountain position, preparing to head towards Broken Edge Mountain.

The 1st Regiment of the 100th Mountain Division was responsible for taking over the Broken Edge Mountain position from the Stormtroopers.

From the beginning of the war to now, these young men have not killed even a single mutant, but they have collected a lot of colorful cards, and they have also gained weight.

But even so, they have not forgotten why they came here.

Everyone has an eager expression on their face, and they can't wait to go up and show off and prove that they are not real losers.

Listening to the faint sound of gunfire coming from the distant mountains, Tang Feng felt the blood surge in his chest. Thinking that he was going there soon, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the G9 assault rifle in his hand, rubbing his index finger on the safety.

Not because of fear.

But because of excitement.

The training that lasted for several months is finally coming in handy!

"Are the mutants in this mountain not extinct yet?"

The officer standing not far next to him nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked forward, and spoke concisely and clearly.

"Those guys are like cockroaches. It takes no less time to completely eliminate them than it does to defeat them on a frontal battlefield...whether it is at the seaside, in the woods, or in the mountains."

As he spoke, he walked to the front of the entire company, glanced around at the energetic eyes, and raised his voice.

"We will be on the front line soon. You must always be vigilant, keep your eyes open, and report any suspicious threats!"

"I'm only going to say it once, this is no joke, just one mistake could kill you, or even all of you!"

"Understood!" After listening to the commander's instructions, the soldiers of the 1st company roared with high morale, including Tang Feng who had asked the question before.

Looking at these energetic young men, the officer nodded slowly.

"You better really understand."

The brothers of the 2nd Battalion had already headed to the front line. Several companies of the 1st Battalion waited for a long time without receiving orders, so the commander ordered them to disperse and rest. He only asked his brothers not to stray too far from the assembly point.

After all, Black Cloud Mountain is the position of the Weiland people.

This is not a new military camp. He doesn't want to control his subordinates too tightly, but he is worried about conflicts between these energetic young men and the Weirant people.

Who wants them to be incapable of dealing with it?

Tang Feng didn't run around, he just sat with the brothers in the 1st company and 2nd row, looking at the gray-faced big-nosed people not far away chatting away.

"Is that the 2,000th team?"

"It's the 1,000th team, probably."

"But I heard that the 2,000-man team was not the one who led the charge last night? Why were they beaten so badly that their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen?"

One of the machine gunners curled his lips with a hint of ridicule in his voice.

"This has to talk about the cleverness of these big noses... I heard that last night they wanted to show us a trick and dragged the 2,000th team that was supposed to be replaced to the front line. It turned out that the bone was not good. Gnaw, and fought with the mutants until half to death. Later, that Liam probably couldn’t afford to lose, so he got angry and pushed the defense troops up."

"You shot yourself in the foot?" a rifleman interjected in a teasing tone.

The machine gunner said with a smile.

"Haha, that's right."

The 1,000th Team?

Tang Feng vaguely remembered this number.

The "exhibitionist" who always takes off his coat to show off his muscles seems to be in that team, and I don't know what happened to that guy.

It's quite embarrassing to be beaten to a pulp by a group of mutants.

Next time he plays cards, he will have to laugh at that guy hard.

Use the blue-eyed white dragon in his hand!

Just when he was thinking about it, a Wilant man on crutches limped towards this side.

Judging by his clothing and epaulettes, the man seemed to be a captain of ten.

His left leg seemed to be broken, and his head was wrapped in a bandage. Judging from the faintly exposed wounds, he must have been burned.

Seeing the Weiland man approaching, the boys from 1st Company and 2nd Platoon stopped talking and stared at the guy on crutches, wanting to see what this guy was going to do.

According to past practice, it would be bad for the Weirant people to come over on their own initiative.

However, to the surprise of all the young men, this gray-faced guy didn't seem to be looking for trouble. He just glanced at them and then asked.

"Are you the 1st Battalion and 1st Company?"

The platoon leader sitting in the middle looked at him.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

The Wilant man grinned.

"Looking for someone...do you have a guy named Tang Feng here?"

Seeing a group of brothers looking at him, Tang Feng put his rifle aside, jumped down from the stone he was sitting on, and looked at the man in front of him.

"That's me. Do you have anything to do with me?"

The Weilante man nodded, said nothing, and put the clamp on his elbow.

Looking at Tang Feng who was confused, he slowly continued.

"My brother's last wish was written in his suicide note. He asked me to send his letters and relics home...except for this thing. He asked me to go to the 1st Battalion, 1st Company of the 100th Division, 1st Regiment, to find a man named Tang Feng. Man, throw this thing to him.”

After taking the package, Tang Feng subconsciously opened it and took a look inside. He saw that it was filled with colorful cards, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Your brother is..." He raised his head numbly and looked at the legion commander in front of him.

"Damon."

The ten captain grinned, as if to make his expression less stiff, or perhaps because the burned muscles were subconsciously twitching.

He looked at Tang Feng and read the guy's last words to him.

"He asked me to tell his family that he is a real warrior and there is no need to feel sorry for him. It is his honor to sleep before he grows old. Please be proud of his bravery... This idiot has a lot of nonsense, but really Your warrior doesn't need this thing, right? Keep it for him."

After a pause, the tenth captain's Adam's apple moved and he said again.

"Besides, he asked me to tell you by the way, playing cards with you is actually quite interesting... although it's a pity that I didn't get to punch you in the face."

"That's how we make friends here."

After leaving these words, the tenth captain limped away on crutches, leaving only Tang Feng, who was carrying the package, standing there blankly, and two rows of young men sitting on the rocks looking at each other. .

That rascal……

died?

Looking at the package in his hand, Tang Feng swallowed unconsciously and felt that the fingers wrapped in the exoskeleton were slightly cold.

He didn't come back to his senses until a distant voice sounded.

"gather!"

Hearing the officer's voice, he woke up suddenly. Without enough time to think more, he reflexively tied the package and threw it on his back, and picked up the rifle that was lying aside.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly woke up.

This is not an ideal city.

Nor is it a game on the endpoint cloud.

But the real battlefield...

…

Three more days have passed since the "rectification meeting" of the coalition's top brass ended.

During these three days, the front line was calm. Except for sporadic gunshots from Broken Blade Mountain, there were almost no large-scale battles or exchanges of fire.

However, this peace is more like the calm before the storm.

During this time the academy has been projecting troops to the front lines.

The number of Alpha Mobile Task Force stationed in the Weifu military base has expanded from the initial 1,000 to 3,000.

Not only that, the academy's aircraft fly over Blood Mountain almost every day for reconnaissance, and from time to time drop drones to test the strength of those mutants.

Compared with the legion's "gambler" offensive strategy and the enterprise's method of figuring things out as they go, they seem to be more inclined to formulate detailed and thorough plans in advance to minimize the possibility of mistakes and the error tolerance rate, and End the battle with a decisive blow.

I have to say that this is quite similar to the academy's behavior. When they plan something, few people can guess what they really think.

But what Chu Guang is curious about is what decision they will make if the plan fails to keep up with the changes, or if the opponent pulls out a card they did not expect.

Not only was he curious, but other commanders of the coalition forces were also curious.

At present, the alliance, legion, and enterprise have each taken a position, and they are waiting to see how the academy performs in the next battle.

A battle of unprecedented scale is brewing quietly...

…

Outside the Weifu military base, along the north side of the Wei River.

There is traffic on the ridges of the fields, and rat tribe soldiers carrying baskets on their backs are working in the fields with their heads down.

The war between the Goliath and the Torch seems to have nothing to do with them, and their only record so far is to lose a person following the clone troopers.

While everyone is waiting for the college's next move, they have plowed the land along the north side of Wei River and have now entered the sowing stage.

Most of the soldiers of these feudal lords were serfs or domestic servants. Although they were amateurs in fighting, when it came to farming, they were all experts, but the tools and methods they used were a bit primitive.

They poured the seeds into a pot, mixed them with fine sand and ashes from burned weeds, and then spread them into the plowed soil.

The area close to the military base is a vegetable field, where seasonal vegetables are grown, especially cabbage served with pig's trotter rice.

In addition, there are potato fields and so on.

A little further afield, they even made rice fields, seemingly planning to plant a round of late rice in the time window of late June.

General Babita promised them all a generous reward after the crops in the fields were harvested.

Although they never have high expectations for the abstract term "rich", it is always a good thing not to go to the front line to die.

Furthermore, after all, General Babita dug out these seeds and seedlings from their food money.

Therefore, everyone is planting very carefully. Not only is no one lazy, they will even take the initiative to protect these fields belonging to the Xilan Expeditionary Army and fight against the "bullies" of the Southern Construction Corps.

Even if this property nominally belongs to the expeditionary force, the final result may be no different from the funds allocated by His Majesty the Emperor. In the end, it will end up in the pockets of General Babita and his officers, but there will still be some left in their stomachs. inner.

While the Rat Tribe people were busy working, two excavators drove up one after another from the direction of the Weifu military base.

Next to the excavator were a group of construction workers wearing work clothes.

There is no doubt that they are all from the Southern Construction Corps.

A group of rat tribe people looked up and looked at it. They all showed expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They dropped their backpacks and gathered around with hoes.

Under pressure from his superiors, a captain stood up and shouted at the man sitting on the excavator.

"What are you doing here?"

The construction worker who was following the excavator responded.

"Building roads."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking they heard wrongly.

The captain glanced at the bucket of the excavator, then looked at the construction worker, and repeated it suspiciously.

"Building roads?"

The construction worker said succinctly.

"That's right, there is still some cement left for building the military base. Our superiors asked us to build a few roads along the Wei River and connect the nearby land with infrastructure... When the roads are built, you can start from the military base. It will be more convenient to come to the base for farming.”

Everyone's faces were filled with surprise when they heard this, and they exchanged disbelieving glances.

They clearly remembered that a few days ago, these people tried their best to drive them away.

Why are you suddenly feeling at ease again today?

The tenth captain looked at the construction worker with an expression of disbelief.

"What on earth do you want to do? Why do you suddenly need to build a road?"

The construction worker said helplessly.

"This... there is no reason. Okay, let me explain it more clearly. The alliance plans to plan a settlement here. From now on, this area will belong to the 'Weifu City'. Not only do you need to build roads here, but also the Kun Town next to it. There also needs to be access.”

This is something that Captain Li Jinrong mentioned to them at the conference the day before yesterday.

Since he didn't say anything about keeping it secret, and there were so many people present, it would definitely spread by then, so he didn't bother to keep it secret.

At that conference, Li Jinrong mentioned not only the plan for Weifu City, but also the future plan for the Southern Construction Corps personnel and non-commissioned personnel.

In addition to the salary in the contract, after the war, the Southern Construction Corps will give each of them who choose to stay in the local area a house of at least 100 square meters, as well as shops that can be rented or operated by themselves.

Although the houses and shops here are not as attractive as those in Dawn City, the potential for development here is obvious to everyone.

Otherwise, the brothers of the Southern Construction Corps would not feel itchy if those refugees went to occupy houses in nearby uninhabited villages.

Since the coalition forces are stationed in this area, more and more survivors from the southern region of Jinchuan Province are gathering here.

Not all of these people come here to do business, but more are attracted by the safety, stability and order here.

Even if the war is over and the coalition forces withdraw, the order here will not disappear in an instant. There will always be some people who stay and become residents of this area.

At first he and his colleagues only thought that these foreign bumpkins were here to pick up ready-made bargains, but they changed their minds after listening to Captain Li's analysis at the meeting.

There are no special resources in the Wei Mansion Wasteland, only the most indispensable land in the wasteland, and this kind of thing can be found everywhere.

In contrast, talent is the most valuable asset.

Because the survivors in the wasteland are willing to gather around the Alliance, the houses built by the Alliance have value.

In other words, everything they are doing now is not for the refugees, but for themselves, to make their new home more valuable in the future!

With such an attractive piece of cake hanging there, they naturally lost interest in the pieces of mud by the river.

Even if we were building roads for this group of mice who were "not doing their job properly", no one would complain.

However, after listening to the construction worker's explanation, everyone was in an uproar.

Before their tenth captain could speak, a rat tribesman hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Weifu City?! This is your territory? Then, what about the land we farm?"

The construction worker said with a smile.

"It has no impact on you. If you want to, you can continue to plant. I remember that the laws of the alliance seem to be written. It will be yours after two years."

He has not studied whether this thing has been written into the law, but it is indeed like this in Dawn City.

The land north of Linghu has been cultivated for two years or more. After that, there is no need to share the land with Changjiu Farm.

He just said it casually, but hearing it in the ears of these rat tribe people made countless people widen their eyes in shock.

Will it be your own after two years of planting?

Is there such a good thing? !

Those eyes were filled with a light of envy, and a desire so hot that it could be seen with the naked eye...

No one in Borneo had ever said such a thing to them.

No one stopped the construction team of the Southern Construction Corps, and the two excavators did not drive into their fields to cause damage.

The two sides have demarcated the boundaries of farmland and roads, each doing his or her own business without interfering with each other.

Seeing the Rat Tribe people who had successfully "forced back" the Southern Construction Corps, Commander Kumar, who was standing in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief and had a comfortable smile on his face.

"General Babita really knows what's going on."

These disgusting rats do have some use.

Didn’t those hypocritical guys say they wanted to unite the lower classes?

General Babita saw through their hypocrisy at a glance, and he used a trick to push these low-class people in front of them.

Although it is true that these fields belong to the expeditionary force, this is an explanation for the rats, and they have another explanation for the alliance. Going to farm outside the military base is the behavior of the rats themselves, which is not the same as the Xilan Empire. The expeditionary force has nothing to do with it.

Sure enough, facing the poor rat tribe people carrying hoes, this group of bumbling river valley people immediately fell into a dilemma.

The best proof is that they drove the excavator straight over.

Although these guys concealed their embarrassment very well, Kumar could tell at a glance that the two excavators were originally heading for the fertile land by the river.

These guys are so bad!

Just as Kumar eagerly ran to report to General Babita about another victory of the expeditionary force, Chu Guang, who was strolling around the Weifu military base, suddenly received an unexpected piece of news.

The caller was Yin Fang.

After listening to his statement in the communication channel, Chu Guang was stunned.

"...Are you sure that's the 'Prowler'?"

"Well... I can still distinguish a tractor from a tank clearly, especially a guy with such distinctive features. But that's not the key. The key is that this tank is different from the wreckage we recovered from Qingquan City Center and Luoxia Province. , the 'Meissner Armor' generation unit located in the car body is actually complete. We infer that it was not destroyed, but more like it was actively abandoned after running out of fuel."

Chu Guang could hear that when he said these words, there was a trace of obvious hesitation, even confusion, in Yin Fang's voice.

"But I can't figure it out. The existing information does not mention that the People's Federation Army has deployed armored forces in the southern part of Jinchuan Province... And how on earth did a farmer from Mafu Town find this thing?"