This Game Is Too Realistic

[Junkrat Rebellion? ! The corpses of domestic cats and wild cats are everywhere, and rats are overrun in Tiandu! The second-in-command of the family association, Savar, met again and called on the family to unite again and declare war on the rats in Borneo!

——"Survivor Daily" Golden Gallon Hong Kong Edition]

[The ban on cats has initially achieved results. People eat before feeding cats. The survivors in Tiandu are enjoying themselves. I thank Zaid for giving me enough food and clothing.

Under pressure from the family association, Shawar, the leader of the Mammoth Kingdom, released 500 undergraduate and preparatory hostages. All the children in Tiandu returned home safely and were received by Zaid's parents! Let us welcome the pillars of the future!

In contrast, the lackeys of the Southern Legion who fled to New West Sail Port lived a difficult life. They cried and cried all day long. They really deserved to end up like this!

In addition, locust plagues broke out in many places in the Baiyue Strait, the southern seas, and the Death Coast. Food shortages, rampant plagues, and raging alien species... are expected to cause millions of deaths! A professor at Tiandu University analyzed that the reason is that the alliance is not friendly to family members, and the local wastelanders lack the guidance of their families and have no family members to help them.

Let us observe three minutes of silence for the survivors who are suffering in the wasteland. Sooner or later we will save them.

——"Survivor Daily" Tiandu Edition

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【Fries Port's first beauty pageant! The champion "Drunk and Smiling Beauty" is actually a cross-dressing boss! ?

The number of immigrants is increasing! Representatives from the Baiyue Strait region are planning to build a fourth settlement! Now calling for votes from the general public!

The most popular delicacies this month are hot pot, crab roe sauce, coconut jelly, and ice cream!

——"Survivor Daily" French fries Hong Kong version

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[The Free State "corporate" war continues to heat up! A shootout breaks out in the streets between gangsters and Hounds! In this morning's meeting, Saren's right hand turned the pen, or did he imply that the conservatives in the alliance could not restrain their loneliness and secretly left the party? !

The Borneo Killing Competition enters the second round! Gulyon, who ordered the bombing of Lion City, could only be ranked third? !

(Picture: Zaid and Shava arm-wrestle, looking at the tomatoes crushed in their hands, Gulion stood in the corner in shock)

General McClung's view was that he declined to comment.

——"Survivor Daily" New West Sailing Port Edition]

…

Great Rift Valley.

As guests from all over the place returned home one after another, this holy land, where the last fire of human civilization was buried, returned to tranquility, and a certain crooked old man finally became more serious.

Empty small conference room.

The chief sitting in front of the long obsidian table fiddled with the holographic screen in front of him with his index finger, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's not bad if only one survives."

Everyone has his or her own "destiny" or "historical mission."

This destiny is not determined by one person, but is the result of the same or different choices made by everyone in the group.

Although the alliance manager calls his theory "divination," he actually prefers to call it "civilization."

Facing his destiny, Absek's problem is that he can't let it go, while Mayor Odo's problem is that he can't take it up.

Now that one has put it down and another has taken it up, their futures are bright.

As for Chava…

Although he chose an easier path for him, he did not go as he wished. Instead, he chose another solution that he had buried in the riddle——

That's killing them all!

This is the hardest road.

Not only does he want to inherit Lacy's legacy, but he also wants to carry out the killings that Lacy doesn't dare to do!

The chief suddenly thought of Lei Ze, the young man who always followed Julius.

They are actually the same type of people, they all burn themselves for other people's dreams...

The chief shook his head and closed the holographic window suspended in front of him with a flick of his index finger.

"What a sin..."

…

Absek wasn't kidding.

After leaving Golden Gallon Port, he actually went to Fries Port to register a company called Abu Aerospace, and his business was mainly "aerospace improvement of aviation plasma engines".

Although the name of this business sounds high-end, actually doing it is not as complicated as it sounds.

To put it simply, it is to install the aircraft engine on the spacecraft.

In the distant old era, the plasma engine was first born in the aerospace field. It was not until the chemical engine was almost completely eliminated that it was exported to the aviation field.

What Abu Aerospace has to do is to return advanced plasma technology to where it was originally supposed to be.

From the perspective of conforming to the historical trend, there is actually no problem with this business direction, and many large companies in the Baobuqi Alliance are already doing it quietly.

However, for the Borneo people who are still busy in intrigues, this undertaking is still relatively advanced. After all, the vast majority of "River Valley people" still have an impression of them as having dinner parties on the railway tracks.

As for aerospace.

That's more like what the survivors of Dawn City and Stone City would do.

As the saying goes, knowing shame leads to courage.

Although he had resigned himself to his fate, Absek was actually still holding back his anger.

He wants to prove to the other races in the wasteland that the Borneo people are not only capable of fighting among themselves, but are also capable of doing some progressive things, and are even ahead of all other races in the world!

Apparently, he was not alone in his thoughts.

After learning the news, Asin, who had originally decided not to fund the reform cause of Borneo Province, wrote a check for tens of millions of silver coins on the spot and asked his cronies to bring it to Abu Saik.

This rat boy is still as easy to fool as before, even if he doesn't understand what aerospace is.

Not only Asin, but also some Yue people who had gone to Fries Port earlier and made a fortune also got involved.

Change is unlikely. With this money, it is better to use it to light firecrackers and leave a few lines of their names on this magnificent epic.

In this way, this start-up company with a registered capital of less than 10,000 silver coins and was established less than a month ago, relied on the support of Asin and a group of financial sponsors from the Yue tribe, and managed to gather nearly 10,000 people in just half a month. Fifty million silver coins of capital!

Absek himself didn't expect that he, a commander who was dismissed from work, could still have such appeal.

Thanks to so many people who didn't dislike it, he also made up his mind to make great achievements in the aerospace field!

On the other side, Absak's right-hand man, Internal Affairs Councilor Wadia, also embarked on a similar path to Absak after bringing his family from Wolf State, Borneo to the Port of Golden Gallen.

However, unlike Abu Saik, he did not wait for the committee to expel him in the Port of Golden Gallen. Instead, he took the initiative to write a letter of resignation and submitted it to the Borneo Embassy in the Port of Golden Gallen.

His war is over.

Since he didn't think about what to do next, he thought about it and finally bought a boat ticket. After settling down with his family, he went to the French Fries Port alone and joined the old leader who was "starting his second business".

Absek did not dislike this old subordinate who was engaged in intelligence work and was not professional. Instead, he received the latter with joy and arranged for him to serve as the top leader in the Supervision Department, responsible for the risk control of confidential projects and the investigation of related matters. Background checks for confidential employees.

These tasks are all required by the alliance.

After all, just wanting to buy out the alliance's key technologies for tens of millions of silver coins is a bit fanciful.

Whatever remains of this technology remains the property of all citizens of the Alliance.

Anyone can use these technologies, improve upon them, or even register their own patent based on the original technology, but only after a background check.

This investigation covers multiple areas such as the founder’s background, funding sources, application scenarios, etc., and is not conducted by the economic department, but is directly responsible for the Guards Corps.

In addition, the alliance's intelligence department will also carry out long-term cooperation with the supervision departments of confidential non-public enterprises to jointly eliminate hidden dangers that may lead to technology leaks.

As the former head of Borneo's intelligence department during the war, Wadia came into contact with many members of the Alliance Guards due to his work, and he was very comfortable working with the latter.

Being the head of the supervision department of a start-up company with such a beautiful resume is undoubtedly overqualified, but Wadia does not feel it is a pity. Instead, he is very happy to gain the respect and trust of the old leader again.

Although he had considered other jobs, it was only when he was next to Absaek that he could feel that sense of peace of mind, without having to walk on thin ice because he was surrounded by smart people.

Maybe this is personality charm.

In other words, the ability to allow talented people to work for themselves with peace of mind...

…

Time passes day by day, and soon it is February, and the spring season in the northern hemisphere is just around the corner.

The battle on the west coast of the desert is still tense, but the intensity is far less intense than it was at the end of last year.

The Southern Army's military strength was at the end of its tether, and both manpower and material resources were exhausted.

On the other hand, the enterprise side is fighting more and more vigorously. The additional troops sent to the front line have increased from the initial two divisions to ten divisions. More than 100,000 citizens from Ideal City have directly participated in the ground battle against the Southern Army!

The last time a company launched a large-scale military operation was a century and a half ago, when mutants just escaped from the laboratory...

Facing the successive attacks by the company's mechanized troops and the alliance's major corps, the troops sent to the front line by the Southern Army were like dry wood in a fire. They could not even resist effectively and were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

It’s not just a failure on the front line, it’s also a failure on the public opinion front.

Although the "Victory of the Southern Legion" was still racking its brains to weave lies about the impending victory, as the lies were exposed time and time again, even the soldiers of the Southern Legion themselves no longer believed what was written in the newspaper.

not only that.

The Wilante troops, who had been able to fight to the last moment no matter how difficult the battle situation was, finally began to surrender in an organized manner.

Most of these surrendered troops were centurions.

They were either entrusted with impossible tasks, or they could not find their commanders, or they were thrown onto the battlefield without firing a rifle.

Of course, these reasons may be minor.

The most critical thing is that those fanatical militarists have been burned out in the previous battles.

The remaining people were either young soldiers, citizens who had only received basic military education and were thrown to the front line, or some foreigners who did not want to be buried with the legions at all.

Nearly 300,000 regular troops and servants were surrounded by the company's troops in the northwest corner of the desert, while the remaining 100,000 troops were also compressed near the city of Yavente, and were shrinking their defenses towards the city.

The southern part of the province of Batoya has opened its door to the Alliance, and truckloads of supplies are being sent to the front line in the southern part of the province along the railways and roads on the edge of the great desert.

These are not just military supplies, but also some construction machinery used to clear bunkers and minefields.

Such as large bulldozers and forklifts, etc.

Dealing with the remnants of the Southern Legion is only the first step. After that, they will also start post-war reconstruction work in the Batoya province.

Savagery cannot be eradicated simply by killing the beasts.

They still have to plant the seeds of civilization there and let the new order replace the original order.

On the outskirts of the city of Avente.

The Death Corps, which was riding trucks to the front line, had already arrived at the fighting position first.

Seeing the big-eyed debtor getting out of the car with big and small bags in his hands, all the players who were making jokes stopped talking and cast surprised glances at him.

"What the hell?"

"Why do you have so much luggage?"

"Good guy, are you moving?!"

The debtor smiled sheepishly and hid the package behind his back.

"What are you talking about? They're just supplies——"

Before he could finish his words, [Midnight with Umbrella and No Knife] who flashed behind him had quietly unzipped one of the packages, but he didn't expect a "crash" sound, and the contents inside were like an avalanche. Pounced out.

"Damn it! You're so stupid!" Looking at the things scattered on the ground, Debt's big eyes suddenly panicked and reached out to pick them up, but the quantity was too huge and he couldn't handle it for a while.

"Sorry, sorry, brother, I was just kidding, why didn't you pack up so many things..." In the middle of the night, I took an umbrella but no knife and squatted down to help him pack it up. However, at this time, the boy at the construction site and Brick picked it up from the ground. A palm-sized packaging box.

The packaging looks very delicate, and the bow on it looks like it was carefully tied.

The boy and Brick at the construction site shook the box and looked at Big Eyes with confused expressions.

"...Chocolate? Why do you bring so much chocolate?"

Most of the other similar boxes also contain chocolates or candies. There are about a hundred of them at a rough count. No wonder the packages are so stuffed.

The big-eyed debtor's face instantly turned red as a monkey's ass. He grabbed the exquisitely wrapped chocolate gift box and hurriedly picked up the pieces.

"Ahem! Isn't there a famine in the city of Avent? I saw in the newspaper that many people were hungry, and I just wanted to see if there was anyone in need of help... Well... I just want to help others, you know. "

Seeing the lame excuse he made up, several good brothers immediately became angry.

"Pfft! Helping others is okay."

"Tsk, this excuse of yours... might as well be that you are afraid that your harem will starve."

"1. If this guy's motives are that simple, I'll eat a piece of him on the spot!"

"Holy shit! Can you please stop being so filthy! I'm very pure, okay!" The debtor tried his best to quibble with his big eyes and red face, but no one believed him.

At this moment, the construction site boy and Brick, who were looking for treasure on the ground, raised their heads again and shook the bag in their hands in confusion.

"Then you are wearing a sanitary napkin because you are doing it?"

Outlaw: "???"

Laplace: "Fuck!"

Madam, you don’t want to think about it either: “Hahahaha! I didn’t expect you to be such a big-eyed person!”

Looking at the group of guys who were laughing so hard, the roller shampooer helplessly held his forehead.

"...It seems like you are meeting this guy for the first time."

Don’t you just want to help homeless girls? Why are you afraid of speaking out clearly!

At worst, give the helmet to someone who needs it.

Really unable to stand it any longer, Edge Paddling walked over from the side and coughed.

"Although the Southern Army has been pushed to a dead end, don't underestimate our enemies. Each of them is now a beast that has been forced into a corner. Maybe there are any surprises waiting for us in the city."

Laplace smiled upon hearing this.

"That's not good! They even sent us back to Dawn City!"

Outlaw: "Hahahaha!"

I am responsible for dying first: "Your special mother is really a talent!"

They are players.

It is an immortal heroic spirit.

For ordinary people, the fatal "death agent" can only be waited for three days at most.

They fought all the way from Akale County in Borneo Province to here, and no one said a word of discouragement. Now that the war is about to be won, they naturally have no reason to be afraid.

Edge Paddling also smiled with everyone, and then set his sights in the direction of Avent City in the distance.

The fortress made of steel is like a reef hidden under the turbulent waves.

Not surprisingly, this is the final battle...

(Low fever, shorter today...)