This Game Is Too Realistic

To the east of Xifan Port, a five-meter-wide creek lies in the middle of endless farmland.

On the left is the picturesque rural countryside, on the right is the messy crater and thick smoke. The entire wilderness seems to be divided into two distinct worlds by a stream.

A bridge made of steel and concrete connects heaven and hell.

That's the bridge the Legion built for the Empire.

But now, heavy trucks with six pairs of road wheels are running over the bridge, and under the numb eyes of the tenants and serfs, they are heading east in a mighty manner.

That was the 300,000th unit of the Army of the South.

At the same time, it is also one of the few armored units of ten thousand people in the Southern Army.

In addition to soldiers with live ammunition and arrogant artillery, there are also "Conqueror 10" heavy tanks with bright armor carried on each truck!

The goal of this endless dragon is the Lion City, the capital of Lion State.

Although Borneo was not originally included in the Southern Army's first phase offensive plan, the plan could not keep up with the changes. Alliance bombers taking off from Niuzhou Airport posed a huge threat to the Southern Army's supply lines to the three northern states.

According to the consistent style of the legion, naturally there are threats to deal with. The worst is to fight on two fronts, and the east and north will be beaten together.

So, on the second day after Captain Otley arrived in Surak County in the northern part of Lion State, General Gurion deployed another 50,000-man troops to the eastern front, led by Captain Ryan of the 300,000-thousand-strong army. Leader, prepare to take over the entire Lion State and the Niu State further east in one fell swoop.

According to intelligence, Yudano, who was stationed in Lion City, gathered 200,000 troops for defense!

That was almost one-tenth of the military strength of the entire Borneo Kingdom, but Ryan didn't take it seriously at all.

I heard that this 200,000-strong army could not even muster 20,000 guns. Many of them were slaves and farmers held hostage by the Heavenly King's Army, and their combat effectiveness could not even match their clone cannon fodder.

It’s useless no matter how many of these things you have.

It's just 200,000 animals. At most, it takes a while to slaughter them.

Sitting in the command vehicle, the burly man looked at the military report in his hand, with a hint of disdain and ridicule on the corner of his raised mouth.

After a moment, he chuckled, turned a page of the newspaper in his hand and said.

"...It's just that I caught an alliance spy and excited these guys."

This person is none other than Captain Ryan of the 300,000th Army, with the military rank of one-star Captain of Ten Thousands. Sitting next to him was his staff officer Feifreit, a man wearing glasses and with high eyebrows.

Looking at the commander who curled his lips in disdain, Feifrit pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose.

"I heard that that guy seems to be a diplomat of the alliance, but it's a pity that his mouth is not as strict as usual. No matter how much the interrogators tortured him, he couldn't ask anything useful.

For such a loyal guy, even if he is an enemy, he actually admires him in his heart.

But I admire you.

From the enemy's standpoint, he only felt sorry and stupid for this foolish loyalty. Unfortunately, this young man was with the wrong person.

Looking at the regretful staff officer, Ryan sneered and said in a neutral tone.

"My opinion is different from yours. Those guys are just wasting time. Isn't General Gulion's meaning clear enough? Don't waste your words if you can take action."

Feifrit made a helpless expression.

"That's what it is, but it would be quite good if we could pry out some useful information from the prisoner's mouth. For example...the specific deployment of the alliance's 'volunteers', this will also be more useful for our subsequent plans. help."

Like most officers of the Southern Army, he had never paid much attention to the local resistance forces in Borneo, but he could not ignore the threat from the Alliance.

Those guys are real tough guys.

And it's not just ruthless people, there is also a rumor that they can directly control clone soldiers and use complex equipment to fight.

If the rumors are true, this battle may not be as easy as those warring factions imagined.

A legion of "undead"...

Just thinking about it is scary.

Unlike Feifrit, who was worried, Ryan didn't take it too seriously and just curled his lips indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, the cards in their hands are the same whether or not. This victory has no suspense for us... These guys have been on top for too long, and they don't even look at what kind of animals they are protecting."

It was his first time setting foot on this land, and the survivors here felt like writhing maggots in a cesspool.

As a radical among the main war faction, he looked down upon all races except the Wealant people, but he rarely despised a certain ethnic group so much that even McClun, who was soft-hearted towards them, also despised them. .

Isn’t that guy soft-hearted?

The captain named Ross couldn't tell, and he was fooled around, but he could see it at a glance.

The guy had been farting since he landed on the beach. He was yelling that it was too cheap for the locals to kill people directly. He wanted to use Gray mercenaries to torture them to relieve their anger. After he found out that this idea was unrealistic, he changed his mind and shouted to let them Dig a hole for yourself

Toughness is not something you shout with your mouth.

All the tough-looking gestures of that guy were nothing but performances, and every evil-sounding idea ultimately resulted in delay.

Ross didn't even realize he was being played.

There was no need for him to listen to the command of the officers of the Eastern Legion, but he was dragged by that guy until the alliance envoy arrived, and then he was put into some kind of grinding trial.

They don't even need to negotiate and just go on a killing spree. It's enough to ask for high prices.

Maybe other people have different opinions, but at least in Ryan's view, it was because the killings in that screwy trial were not thorough enough, so some family members came up later and forced them to start another killing. It shocked the group of restless and writhing maggots.

And just when he was thinking this, a deafening explosion suddenly came from ahead, and even the carriage he was in shook with the violent vibration.

Ryan's expression changed, and he immediately picked up the communicator and shouted.

"What happened ahead?"

An urgent tone came from the communication channel.

"It was a mine... Our mine-protected vehicle triggered an anti-armor mine installed in the middle of the road. Fortunately, the mine was detonated in advance and there were no casualties, General."

Ryan was relieved to hear that there were no casualties, but he became alert.

Borneo laid mines along their route of march, apparently in anticipation of the Southern Army's movements.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Ryan hung up the call and then called his subordinate, the 1,000-man team.

"... Renekton, get your people out of the car and go to the front of our convoy to scout. We are about to engage the enemy."

A clear answer came quickly from the other end of the communication channel.

"yes!"

At the same time that Captain Ryan issued the order, Conqueror V light tanks were unloaded from the transport truck.

This armored force was divided into hundreds of troops into arrow-shaped formations, and a "protective umbrella" made of steel was held up in front of the entire large force.

Not only that, there are also a dozen "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles carrying reconnaissance teams cruising in front of the armored spearhead.

Those small wheeled armors are like nimble sled dogs. The antenna on the top of the turret swings back and forth like a fishing rod. The short and thick 20mm gun barrel emits a cold light.

Looking at the murderous armored troops in front of him, Ye Shi, who was lying in the grass in the distance, couldn't help but clicked his tongue and muttered in a low voice.

"Oh my god...it was agreed that the main force of the Southern Army will be artillery and infantry? This tank seems to have more tanks than that guy Griffin."

Kuang Feng, who was lying next to him, said "Hmm" and continued to observe with his telescope silently.

Long before the expansion started, the two of them had moved from the Ice Sea City Special Zone in the Wandering Swamp to Borneo Province.

In fact, they are not the only ones here, there are also some NPCs from the academy.

That ancient contract was finally signed in the presence of the Great Rift Valley and the academy.

If the Legion thinks that the only resistance to eastward expansion is corporations and alliances, that would be a big mistake. The group of escapeists in the north have never stopped interfering in wasteland affairs.

In fact, they are the ones who interfere most actively.

The company's board of directors is still holding a hearing on the budget, and the academy's research ship has crossed the Zhuobar Mountains in the southern part of Luoxia Province and is ready to start trouble.

Ye Shi didn't know exactly what was going on. After all, everything he knew was what he heard from Jiang Xuezhou, and this kind of thing involving a secret agreement between the college and the alliance's top brass was naturally impossible for a small D-level like her. Permissions know.

In short, these things are not their concern.

After returning to the team, the two took a plane to the front line and parachuted to the west of Shizhou at night to engage in reconnaissance and sabotage of traffic lines behind enemy lines.

This kind of thing is familiar to the two veteran players who have participated in the Battle of Luoxia. The anti-armor mine previously was placed by Ye Shi.

Although it was a pity that no big fish was caught in the explosion and only one mine-protected vehicle broke down, it could be regarded as achieving the goal if it could delay the legion's march.

Watching the motorcade go away, Guangfeng put down the telescope in his hand and lowered his voice.

"...The legion may have used at least five divisions this time, and the Lion City may be in danger."

The bionic chip implanted in his cerebral cortex was connected to a fixed-wing drone cruising at high altitude.

While observing through the telescope, he was also observing the ground from a bird's eye view through the lens of the drone.

Ye Shi stared at the map and pondered it for a while, then muttered.

"...How can two hundred thousand people hold on for a while? What's more, Elder Brother Fang is here to help them."

Stormy Wind shook his head.

"It's hard to say... The armored division that passed us just now had more than 300 tanks alone, which is already more tractors than the entire Borneo country."

This only counts tanks, not the self-propelled artillery of the support company and the reconnaissance vehicles and armored vehicles of the reconnaissance company.

Not to mention flying in the sky, while these armored troops were rushing all the way, the "Horn" airship was also slowly advancing.

but…………

Just as Ye Shi said, Fang Chang and the others were there to help after all.

Even if the legion's steel torrent cannot be stopped, there is no problem in delaying it for a while.

Just when Ye Shi and Kuang Feng were packing up their equipment and preparing to move, the 301st Thousand Man Team led by Renekton had already exchanged fire with the Borneo 30000 Man Team!

Learning from the experience of the last failure, this time the Borneo Army did not try to use a solid position to stop the legion's offensive. Instead, it adopted the "elastic defense line" strategy based on the Mammoth Kingdom, using small groups of troops to bite the legion's armored spearheads. Then use artillery to destroy the stagnant troops.

One thing to say, this strategy is actually effective. The airship needs a certain safe distance to fire. No matter how fierce the horn's firepower is, it cannot fire in the face of friendly forces. At most, it can counter the long-range firepower of Borneo.

And as long as Borneo's long-range firepower is deployed far enough away, even if the legion's airship sees it, it can only panic.

However, although this strategy is good, it has a fatal flaw.

That is, whether Absek himself or

Although Lassi sent some officers from the Moon Clan Resistance Army to help, those people were not trusted by Absek and only served as staff officers or instructors.

And this led to an extremely embarrassing situation. The anti-tank team carrying RPGs and recoilless rifles was caught by a reconnaissance vehicle cruising nearby before they could reach Renekton's Thousand Man Team. .

Seeing that his troops had been exposed, "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles were approaching from the side like hunting wolves. The Centurion of Borneo, who was in the vanguard, could only bite the bullet even if he felt 10,000 reluctances. The attack whistle was blown.

"whispering sound--!"

The loud whistle sounded throughout the battlefield.

Upon hearing the order to attack, the soldiers wearing straw hats stood up half straight from the grass, carrying the RPG rocket launchers in their hands and completing preparations for shooting from a kneeling position.

"Fire!!!"

Letting out an almost desperate roar, the captain squatting on the front line quickly pulled the trigger.

An RPG rocket dragged a thick and long tail flame, and rushed towards the reconnaissance vehicle a hundred meters away like a crossbow arrow.

However, to his despair, the circling reconnaissance vehicle simply accelerated and easily dodged the speeding rockets.

Not to mention hitting the target, he didn't even scratch the opponent's taillight!

The flames of the fire revealed his position, and dozens of armor-piercing incendiary bombs were quickly fired over.

The captain didn't even have time to let out a muffled groan before he was shattered into pieces by the hail of bullets. Only half of his body was left and he was pushed down beside the bushes.

Seeing the commander killed in front of them, the soldiers squatting aside suddenly became angry.

Regardless of the hideousness of the corpse, a soldier rushed up and picked up the rocket launcher and the ammunition bag with rockets inserted on the ground.

Other soldiers carrying rocket launchers did not hesitate to pull the trigger, trying to avenge their commander.

One rocket after another pounced on the Legion's reconnaissance vehicle.

However, the latter was too mobile and too far away, so most of the rockets fell into the air.

Looking at the "toothpick" that only poked out of the grass, the Wilante centurion sitting in the command vehicle laughed mockingly, then took off the walkie-talkie hanging on the side of the turret and gave an order.

The "rat" comes out of the hole in advance, please keep a safe distance and approve the fire! "

The rustle of electricity soon came.

"receive--!"

At the same time as the order was issued, the dozens of "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles no longer concealed themselves, and continued to maintain a circumnavigating posture while spitting out tongues of flame from the upright gun barrels.

“Bang bang bang—!”

The roaring sound of the artillery was like a continuous drumbeat, and the tracers were like an incoming shower, rushing towards the Borneo Centurion crouching at the edge of the low woods.

The soldiers in the front were instantly torn into a bloody mist, and then the soldiers in the back were also sucked in.

There was no chance to escape, no cover to hide from.

The exposed anti-tank soldiers and the tree trunks beside them were quickly crushed into pulp by the howling storm.

Looking at his subordinates who were killed one after another, the centurion, who held a short whistle in his mouth, widened his eyes with tears in his eyes.

In less than half a minute, half of the familiar faces were gone.

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he grabbed a recoilless rifle, put it on his shoulder, and crawled out of the crater.

"We must not let these big noses rush through unscathed!"

"Even if I die! I have to get another car for me!"

Unfortunately, the recoilless rifle fired empty.

Not only that, almost the second he pulled the trigger, the long and thick tracers swept towards his position, tearing him into pieces together with the recoilless rifle on his shoulders.

However, although this recoilless rifle shot was empty, his death aroused the anger in the hearts of all soldiers.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old soldier gritted his teeth and crawled forward despite the noisy firepower above his head, until he just climbed to a safe distance from armor-piercing bullets.

Looking at the reconnaissance vehicle heading to the side, he put the rocket launcher on himself in a prone position and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The tail flames sprayed backwards directly roasted half of his buttocks, causing him to almost faint from the pain.

However, the reconnaissance vehicle he aimed at was obviously much worse than him. The rocket that shot up from the bottom directly hit the front of the vehicle.

The hot metal jet drilled a hole in the car body and poured into the car in an instant.

Two of the three crew members were killed and one seriously injured in an instant, and the paralyzed reconnaissance vehicle broke down directly on the roadside.

The young man was about to cheer excitedly, but before he could open his mouth, a hail of bullets came from the side and pushed his whole body directly into the soil.

"Ahhhh!!! Damn it! Go to hell!"

Seeing his teammate's tank break down, the Wilant observer sitting under the turret of another reconnaissance vehicle instantly became red-eyed, and the index finger welded to the firing trigger wanted to pinch off the steel piece.

Listening to the clanging sound coming from the armor shell above his head, the driver who stepped on the accelerator roared behind him.

"That's enough! Jimmy, that guy is dead! There's another one in front of us!"

"receive!"

The observer gritted his teeth and let go of the scraps of meat, re-aimed at the target in front of him, and vented all his anger on the tongue of flames spurting from the barrel.

"Damn it! I will fight with you!!!"

As both sides saw blood, both groups of people were completely red-eyed.

However, there is no suspense in this asymmetrical battle itself.

As a Conqueror 10 heavy tank and a Conqueror 5 light tank approached, the death of this guerrilla group was almost announced.

Two deafening roars sounded, and a tree as thick as a thigh instantly fell down. The soldiers hiding nearby were shocked to the point where their internal organs were dislocated and they completely lost their ability to move.

More than twenty Wilant soldiers wearing exoskeletons quickly jumped out of the armored vehicle, divided into two teams and headed towards the woods to search, shooting at the few remaining Borneo soldiers.

In order to avenge their dead brothers, this group of angry Wilant soldiers had no intention of keeping prisoners. In order to torture these blind guys for a while longer, they even avoided the vital points and aimed at the lower body.

But coincidentally, the Borno soldiers on the opposite side were also the same and had no intention of surrendering at all.

They have sacrificed more than a hundred brothers, including themselves.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression by the Weirant people, they did not run away, but fought until the last moment with weapons that were not considered elite, and then were killed by the people who surrounded them using the most brutal method.

The Weirant people who surrounded them did not notice that although these guys were still Borno people, they were different from the Borno people during the Xilan Empire.

Although their equipment is still backward, they already have a cohesion that they did not have before.

Even if they face a battle with no chance of winning, they will never run away like before...

The whole battle lasted only a quarter of an hour.

The anti-tank centurion of the 30,000-person regiment of Borneo was completely annihilated, and no one survived!

On Renekton's side, only one "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicle was disabled, and two of its crew members were killed.

The seriously injured signal soldier was out of danger after rescue and was sent back to Sifan Harbor for treatment, together with the broken down "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicle.

The unexpected armor-piercing bullet only damaged its engine and did not damage the fuel tank or ammunition rack.

Tow it to the repair shop for repairs, replace it with a new crew and return to the front line soon.

The same goes for the signal soldier.

The metal shrapnel removed from his body will be used to create the Medal of Honor awarded to him.

The Southern Legion will replace him with a prosthetic body that is more useful than his broken limbs and allow him to return to the glorious battlefield after recovery.

After understanding the situation of the frontline troops, the expression on Commander Renekton's face did not change at all. He just reported the casualties to his superiors, and then made the next step of action in a step-by-step manner.

It's just a hundred-man army, and to him, it's not even a grasshopper blocking the road.

With the military strength of the Borneo Kingdom, only a force of ten thousand troops was enough for him to take a second look at it.

Being held back for fifteen minutes by a centurion team, and even two people were killed, only made him feel that the centurion of the reconnaissance team was extremely stupid.

Let a group of rats bite two people to death, so I might as well kill myself to apologize...

After regrouping, the armored thousand-man team led by Renekton continued to advance towards the Lion City.

Twelve "Dagger" fighter jets covered two reconnaissance planes, whizzing past directly above his armored unit.

Not long after, the brothers in the Air Force reported to them the reconnaissance information—a dispersed skirmisher force was blocking their way, numbering about 10,000, and equipped with a certain amount of anti-tank equipment.

This force is probably the elite of Borneo, and maybe there are "volunteers" from the alliance accompanying them.

After hearing the news, both Captain Ryan, who was sitting at the rear, and Captain Renekton, who was at the front, could not help but raise a cruel smile.

What is a prisoner?

At least they can catch hundreds of them this time!

After taking off the walkie-talkie hanging on the turret, Renekton suppressed the burning fighting spirit in his heart and issued the order in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Attention all units! The enemy's main force is five kilometers directly in front of us!"

"Active exchange of fire is allowed when suspected enemy targets are discovered!"

"Unless you're from the Alliance, there's no need to deliberately keep him alive!"

A uniform answer quickly came from the communication channel.

"yes!!!"

The friction of the tracks and the roar of the engine resounded throughout the wilderness.

The running armor was like a knight preparing to charge, with sharp lances and swords in hand.

In contrast to the roar that shook the earth, a forest four kilometers away was silent.

If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even be able to see the armor hidden under the green shade.

Leaning next to a thick pine tree, Lao Bai suddenly opened his eyes while "closing his eyes to rest."

He opened his eyes and gave Fang Chang, who was standing next to him, a confirming look.

"They're coming."

The moment the voice fell, the visor of the power armor helmet also closed together.

After taking off the "Pigeon" missile launcher on his back, Lao Bai skillfully completed loading the "Pigeon" in just a few seconds.

At the same time, a pair of tightly closed eyes opened at the same time.

The armors that were silent in the woods seemed to have been injected with souls, and became active like awakened heroic spirits.

Since yesterday morning, five hundred elite Burning Corps members have been parachuted into this area by plane one after another, and have completed their assembly in an orderly manner.

In the standby state, half of them are on guard online and the other half are waiting offline.

After closing the mask of the exoskeleton helmet, Fang Chang stretched out his index finger and tapped the helmet twice, switched the communication channel to the whole group, and said in a sonorous voice. ..

"The armored units of the Southern Army are right in front! These drunkards rushed forward very quickly, completely leaving the friendly forces behind. They didn't take us seriously at all. Someone has to step forward to sober them up!"

"Everyone prepare to fight!"

"Use your special skills and annihilate their armor as much as possible!"

"Kill them through!"

The fighting spirit burning in a pair of pupils was no less than that of the roaring armors.

Facing the billowing smoke and dust, the communication channel echoed with high-morale answers.

"kill!!!"