This Game Is Too Realistic

Less than twenty minutes after the air strike was launched, the entire northern urban area of ​​Qingshi County was turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The survivors from the northern suburbs of Qingquan City seemed to have tampered with their fortifications. The planes with propellers swept across the roofs of the buildings, and soon the buildings burst into flames like lighters. .

There were fires all over the city.

The scalding heat and thick smoke completely blocked their retreat to the south.

Awakened by the earth-shaking explosion, Heshu had just climbed out of bed when he received an order from Lord Shiya from the messenger - asking him to immediately lead his men to put out the fire.

Lord Shiya personally gave the order, and Heshu didn't dare to neglect it. He immediately called on his subordinates who were shooting in the air with rifles, and rushed towards the fire scene in the south.

However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he rushed to the scene of the fire with his people, a plane fell from the sky in front of him.

And he fell on the street less than fifty meters away from him!

Heshu was stunned at that time, and quickly realized what happened, and then a ball of anger rushed to his forehead.

Thinking of the brothers who died tragically under the air strike and the sea of ​​flames boiling around them, he no longer cared about the task of putting out the fire. Without saying a word, he led the entire team of soldiers towards the crash site.

One of them is blocked, let alone a living person, it is just a mouse - not even a cockroach can escape from under his nose!

䀴This is indeed the case.

The unlucky pilot was scurrying around like a headless fly and was soon trapped in a dead end.

Looking at the poor guy who was blocked in the alley and yelling, Heshu grinned cruelly, his pupils filled with cruelty.

He stopped one of his men who was setting up a rocket launcher and was about to fire, then took out the smoke grenade and threw it into the alley with a grin.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Catch someone alive for me!"

Heshu swore.

If he catches that guy, he will definitely make that damn pilot regret coming to this world.

He will try all the tortures he has heard or seen on that person until he squeezes out all the information from that guy's mouth, and then cuts off his flesh one by one and shows him in front of him. The noodles are thrown into the oil pan and fried into crispy meat.

He licked the corner of his mouth excitedly, but before Heshu could figure out where to start eating, a piercing scream came from the back of his head.

Heshu turned his head suddenly, and his eyes met the overwhelming rain of fire.

The whistling sound was like a pipe organ playing, and the concrete fortifications were like pieces of paper in front of it, blown up to the sky lightly by the destructive power.

There was no time to lie down.

Even if you lie down, there is nowhere to hide.

There was a moment of fear and panic in Heshu's eyes.

Then in the next second, he and his entire team of men were blown up into the sky along with the street below them!

At this moment, in the air.

Driving the scarred glider, Luo Yu reached out to lift off the windshield, stretched his neck and took a look outside the cabin.

This glance didn't matter, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

"I go……"

This power...

It’s too much punishment!

At least fifty 130mm rockets fell within a six-meter radius area.

The saturated firepower delivered to the battlefield in an instant even drew a circle of silence in the center of the blazing flames.

I originally wanted to catch Coach Mosquito.

It seems that it is no longer needed now...

The ace pilots hovering in the sky forgot to dive for a moment, and the noisy gunfire on the ground also paused for a few seconds in tacit agreement.

The world seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and only the hot smoke was still floating quietly.

For a while, it was on the second floor of the cargo center.

Looking north through the reinforced window, Lion Tooth's face was filled with dullness, and Bernie standing next to him also had a look of surprise on his face.

Those few explosions that penetrated his eardrums made him think that the other party had used tactical nuclear bombs.

What kind of opponent are they fighting...

After swallowing, Bernie comforted Lion Tooth who was standing next to him, and also comforted himself.

"It's okay...this level of firepower cannot last."

"We only have one team of soldiers and two firepower points in the south. As long as they are not crowded together and blown up, we can reduce our strength by at most 30%... 40%."

The loading steps of rockets are extremely cumbersome. It takes ten seconds to launch and ten minutes to reload. It is also expensive to make. If you can exchange twenty or thirty lives for nearly fifty rockets from the opposite side, it will undoubtedly be worth it.

In fact, Bernie's judgment was not wrong.

However, what he didn't know was that the team of soldiers sent by Lion Tooth to put out the fire were not scattered among the ruins. They all ran to block the lone pilot on the other side.

Since they did not have enough radio equipment, they did not even know that the previous round of barrage coverage directly wiped out one of their companies...

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Southern Qingshi County.

The interface between forest and city.

Standing on the half-collapsed viaduct pier, Chu Guang, wearing power armor, was overlooking the entire battlefield through two Hummingbird drones.

A quarter of an hour ago, the vanguard consisting of the First Corps and the players arrived at the front line. They built a temporary command post and set up a radio station on the front line, bringing a ten-kilometer radius into the communication radius.

At the same time, ten self-propelled rocket launcher vehicles from the artillery group of the Goblin Corps also completed their deployment and launched a round of saturation firepower strikes on Qingshi County.

"Shocking firepower..."

Holding a telescope in his hand, Vanus stood next to him with surprise written all over his face.

Although he participated in the formulation of the combat plan, the power of the Alliance rocket launchers far exceeded his expectations.

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"Does the front position look familiar?"

Vanus thought for a while and said.

"...Similar to the command style of the 210,000th Expeditionary Force, they are good at digging trenches, building bridges and frontline fortifications."

"It looks like we'll see an old acquaintance soon."

Vanus smiled helplessly and did not answer this sentence.

"The saturation fire coverage has ended, and the opponent should not have recovered from our artillery fire yet. I suggest starting the next plan now."

"That's exactly what I planned."

Chat time is over.

Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and tapped on the side of the helmet, exhaling the holographic screen.

After a pause, he ordered in a calm voice.

"Xiao Qi, update the No. 2 combat plan on the VMs of each corps!"

The energetic voice reached my ears.

"Okay, Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Guang grasped the war hammer hanging behind him, and pointed ahead neatly under the eager eyes of the players.

"The bone-chewing tribe's fortress is right in front, let's smash their front teeth."

"All troops—advance!"

Hayao couldn't hold back his legs. The players who received the order to attack responded with shouts that could break through the clouds and crack the rocks.

"For the Alliance!"

"Long live Dawn City!"

“Managers are awesome!”

"Demacia!"

"Ouch!"

Neat but not uniform slogans resounded across the battlefield, and the battle to liberate Qingshi County officially began.

Under the cover of supporting fire, the players followed their respective regiment leaders and advanced. Some even excitedly blew the charge horn they made.

Long before the operation began, the alliance's headquarters formulated combat plans No. 1, 2, and 3 based on the intelligence collected in advance.

These combat plans pinpoint specific action steps to each regiment, and the commander decides which plan to adopt based on the actual situation on site.

In the campaign, regiments of different sizes will undertake different battlefield tasks, and the calculation rules for scores will also differ according to the type of tasks.

Some teams are responsible for attacking strategic facilities, and some teams are responsible for advancing the front line and grabbing points. In principle, teams with high mobility are responsible for interspersing and encircling, and teams with high breakthrough are responsible for attacking difficulties.

As for the tactical choices of each player under the corps, it is decided by the corps leader and the team members through consultation.

After experiencing the test of so many battles, players who are qualified for the position of corps leader are all highly trusted by their teammates.

They know better than anyone how to get the best out of their squad. The fact that their team members have been able to play so many versions with them is enough to prove their charisma or organizational skills.

The size of the corps can determine the upper limit of the corps, but whether it can be filled up requires the player's own efforts.

Whether it is bringing his teammates to have fun together, or paying wages to his teammates in reality, Chu Guang will not interfere in any way as long as it does not affect the server rules.

The perspective returns to the front lines.

The printing factory located on the edge of the county is the first line of defense for the Bone Chewing Tribe in southern Qingshi County, and it is also the first nail in the way of the players' progress.

The men who were ordered to garrison the area were led by Iron Hands. They deployed two 12mm heavy machine guns and two 60mm mortars here in advance, and mobilized slaves to dig trenches with a total length of nearly a kilometer. At the end of the trenches, Barbed wire and spiked stakes were deployed at the front.

In addition, twenty Iron Fist rocket launchers and ten 7mm light machine guns were dispatched to the trenches. If they attacked from the front, it would be a hard battle. The crossfire pouring from the roof and trenches would become a nightmare for the infantry.

Of course, Chu Guang would not let the players rush forward to deliver them directly.

Before attacking the area, four 100kg aerial bombs and 24 rounds of 100mm howitzers fell on the Iron Hands' position.

The first round hadn't started yet, but the mortar positions deployed by Shiya in the printing factory and the heavy machine guns on the roof were directly overwhelmed by the long-range firepower of the alliance.

After a round of fire coverage, the originally intact concrete factory building was already crumbling under the indiscriminate bombardment.

However, before the looters hiding inside could recover from the indiscriminate bombardment, another round of dense mortar shells fell on their heads.

"Fuck! These people are not done yet!"

He spat out a mouthful of bloody sand, and the iron hand wearing a baseball helmet pressed his head tightly to the ground, feeling frightened and frightened in his heart.

Before he defected to the bone-chewing tribe, he was a gladiator who practiced black boxing. Although he often fought fiercely with others, he had never seen such a battle!

Previously, they had followed Lion Tooth in burning, killing and looting in the middle of the river valley province, and occasionally encountered some hard-to-eat enemies, but those who survived were nothing more than a few earthen cannons, or cannons bought from big forces.

The former is powerful but has poor accuracy. It looks very powerful but actually can't explode anything. Although the latter can fire accurately, the shells are basically stunned after being fired. Often, it only takes one or two charges to blow up those unprepared soft objects. The shrimps were beaten to the point where they lost their armor and armor.

Not like these lunatics...

Artillery shells were thrown over their heads as if they were free, and planes in the sky fired at their positions round after round.

Listening to the roar of the artillery fire, Iron Hand felt his teeth trembling, and the hand holding the gun couldn't control the trembling.

He is an awakener.

However, the power flowing in his veins could not bring him any sense of security!

"Boss! How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?"

"Where are our artillery!"

Our artillery?

Listening to the horrified cries of his subordinates, a sad and bitter smile appeared on Tie Shou's face.

Although he didn't know what was going on behind him, looking at the planes flying in the sky, he could guess with his toes what the artillery position was like now.

Especially due to the previous round of rocket coverage, he had completely given up on the fantasy of supporting firepower.

At this time, the alliance's mortars stopped bombing the position, but Iron Shou's beating heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He knew what the end of the bombardment meant.

Trying to put the fear into the sound and throwing it out of the chest, the iron hand holding down the helmet let out a hysterical roar.

"Get ready to fight!!"

The mortar fired a round of smoke grenades, and the front of the battlefield was instantly covered in thick smoke.

The light machine gunners poked their heads out of the trenches. However, when the marauders opened the safety and prepared to shoot, they were horrified to find that two armored trucks with welded steel plates were the first to break out of the smoke.

The light machine gun sprayed out tongues of flame, and bullets rained down on the truck, leaving only egg-sized dents on the steel plate.

Ignoring the hail of gunfire and bullets, the truck turned slightly to the right, swerving towards the marauders' position.

Immediately afterwards, the marauders in the trenches were horrified to find that two quadruple anti-aircraft guns were pointed straight in their faces.

"High explosive gunner!"

The canyon-escaping Mole, who was leading the infantry behind, patted the side of the vehicle excitedly and shouted to the player sitting on the gun emplacement.

"Aim your machine gun at them and shoot me!"

At this moment, two flat quadruple anti-aircraft guns sprayed out thick tongues of flame!

Bang bang bang——!

Accompanied by the roar of the machine gun, hundreds of 20mm high-explosive bombs instantly poured over the head of the plunderer. The main and secondary shooters next to the light machine gun were killed instantly, wreaking havoc with shrapnel and explosion flames, making the snake-like snake shape. The trenches suddenly turned into a living hell.

Iron Hand, who was holding the light machine gun, was killed on the spot. Half of his head flew out of the trench. The deputy squatting next to him was so frightened that his legs became weak and he completely lost his will to fight.

A looter mustered up the courage and tried to fight back with a Panzerfaust bazooka, but the distance of 300 meters was right out of his range.

The alliance has copied many of Legion's Iron Fist, and has even produced several extended versions. It's hard to be too clear about the parameters of this thing.

The rocket trailing the tail flame only flew more than 250 meters before falling weakly to the ground. Because the terminal fuse was not triggered, it did not even chew up a piece of turf.

"Brothers! Charge!"

Seeing that the plundering defense line had begun to collapse, Brother Mole excitedly blew his whistle, and under the cover of two quadruple anti-aircraft guns, he led the Skeleton Corps to charge.

Except for the six vehicle crew members and gunners who remained motionless, the forty-four infantrymen each held an LD-47 engineer shovel.

Only Elf King Fugui held a semi-automatic gun with a longer barrel in his hand, and the bipod was replaced with a long bayonet. He shouted "Ula" excitedly as he rushed.

The rounds of shelling had brought the morale of the looters who had stayed in the printing factory to the brink of collapse. With the death of the centurion and the sound of the urgent whistle, they could no longer restrain the fear in their hearts and ignored the strict defenses. He ordered, abandoned his position and fled backwards.

Of course, Mole would not give them a chance to regain their strength. Two quadruple anti-aircraft guns fired wildly at the looters who jumped out of the trenches and fled.

Soon, from the trenches to the open space of the printing house, there were only fragments of limbs and broken arms, and not even a complete body could be found.

"Hold up the gun or not - very good, put your head in your hands and squat down."

After jumping into the trench, Irena just raised the muzzle of her gun and aimed at a plunderer. When she found that the other party had dropped his weapon, she did not continue to fire, but signaled the man to squat on the ground with his head in his hands.

The number of prisoners captured is higher than the number of kills.

The number is contribution points and money.

Their mission was to capture the printing factory. Now that the mission was completed, there was no need to waste bullets in redundant places.

Not far away, Brother Mole had already rushed into the factory with his men, and the battle was coming to an end.

Only then did Irena realize that the soil in the trench under her feet had been wetted with blood and mud. He happened to be stepping on half of a corpse, and it was impossible to tell what it was just from the shape.

"Hiss... this is too bloody." Irena couldn't help but click her tongue.

Before they could rush over, even one of the three ten-man teams guarding here could not hold up.

At this time, the Elf King Fugui limped into the trench and cursed.

"Damn it, I ended it without even firing a shot. I even got a shot in the leg. I don't know which bastard did it!"

As he spoke, he glared at the prisoner.

"is that you?"

The prisoner was trembling and couldn't understand what the man was saying, and he didn't dare to talk more, so he could only bury his head lower.

Elf King Fugui didn't bother a surrendered prisoner. He took out a bandage from his bag and bandaged himself briefly.

"It looks like this battle is almost over." Irena glanced towards the north side of the trench, which was the direction of the county town.

Brother Bian led the Death Corps to launch a charge and started a street battle with the looters stationed in the abandoned residential area.

Heavy exoskeletons cannot be used in narrow terrain, and their "semi-open armored vehicles" cannot drive into the ruins, so the cleaning work can only be completed by light infantry.

You can tell from the fierce gunshots how fierce the fighting is there. Hiding in corridors and alleys to plunder people is like trapped animals in a desperate situation. It is not easy to find them all and eliminate them one by one.

But Irena is not worried about them.

As one of the few LV10 corps in the alliance, the combat effectiveness of the Death Corps is definitely at the T1 level, and there are many high-level players in it who are ranked high in the entire server.

The reason why the team looked a bit bloated was mainly to take care of the people who wanted to join the group, so they took the most "economical" route of mass assault.

Different corps have different rules. Some corps only recruit acquaintances, some only require strength or awakening, and some don't care about sequence or level, just have fun.

The death regiment belongs to the rear group. It has no other requirements except not being afraid of death and obeying orders when fighting in a group. They can come and go freely outside of battles.

At this time, Brother Mole, covered in mud and blood, walked towards the person from the direction of the printing factory with an excited look on his face, carrying an assault rifle.

"...The printing factory has been captured! Your mission is to rest on the spot and keep an eye on the southern gate to Qingshi County for our friendly forces!"

The Elf King Fugui asked excitedly as he had just bandaged his thigh.

"Have you counted the war?"

"It can't be so fast. Which battle is not settled one day later?" Sitting on the edge of the trench, the mole took a breath and continued with a chuckle, "I feel that this time the MVP is definitely guaranteed!"

In less than five minutes, the first line of defense was conquered. Fifty men beat an entire hundred-man team until they were wiped out, and ten of them were captured!

The most important thing is that not a single player fell!

It was simply a textbook "step-tank synergy" breakthrough play, and it was worthy of the fact that he and his teammates dug pits in the northern suburbs for so many drills!

If there is no MVP, it can only be said that the friendly forces are attacking.

The three of them were chatting and fishing. At this moment, the group of jungle muscle guys with green armor also drove into the city under the leadership of Midnight Killer.

According to Operation Plan No. 2, if air strikes and artillery bombings do not cause the department store center to collapse, the task of storming the enemy command post will be completed jointly by the Jungle Corps and the Storm Corps.

As for the Burning Legion, they should have penetrated to the southern part of the battlefield at this time, guarding against enemy reinforcements and cutting off the retreat route of the Thousand Lions.

Those guys are the real ruthless people, and some of the leaders with the highest combat power in the server are among them. Even if they are faced with enemy reinforcements and the Lion Teeth Thousand-man Team, they are confident that they can deal with it calmly.

However, Mole estimated that they would not encounter reinforcements.

There are ten kilometers from the northernmost tip of Qingshi County to Xizhou City. Even if the other side reacts immediately, it will take time to mobilize reinforcements.

A mere team of 1,000 people would obviously not be able to last that long.

"...The jungle corps has begun to advance. It seems that the first line of defense has been captured by the dead corps." Mole glanced at VM, and it was nearly half an hour ahead of the planned time.

The Elf King Fugui looked up at the sky.

"By the way, our plane is starting to return."

Irena said with a subtle expression.

"Can they land safely?"

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it!"

Just when everyone in the Skeleton Corps had completed all their tasks, the Jungle Corps and the Storm Corps had already engaged the enemy deep into the city.

The two teams used two different attack directions and launched a ferocious attack towards the plundering position in a pincer-shaped offensive.

"Crazy! Totally crazy!"

Standing at the forefront of the battlefield, wearing a KV-1 exoskeleton and killing chickens in the middle of the night, holding an LD-47j light machine gun in his hand, he shouted excitedly and moved forward while shooting wildly at the looters behind the roadblocks.

Next to him were lined up a line of strength-type beasts, each with the same style as their corps leader, and their bullets and free money seemed to be swept away.

The players in the back row, who were also wearing exoskeletons, removed their shoulder armor and arm guards and hung them on their chests. They threw grenades towards the outside of the human wall and blew up the looters who were suppressed behind the bunkers.

In fact, bullets are indeed free and only affect the battle evaluation.

But is this a problem for the chicken-killing guy?

He and his good brothers obviously have never been around this thing.

Just feel good and that's it!

On the other side, the Storm Troops are progressing equally smoothly.

Under the command of Brother Quanshui, the battlefield atmosphere team, with the perception system "I am the darkest", led a platoon of troops and took the lead in piercing through the plunder of an entire hundred-man team.

Being beaten back and forth, the plunderer could only take out his trump card and release the mutated brown bear that had not yet been tamed with the mind interference device.

However, before the brown bear had time to roar, it was slapped against the wall by a large white bear wearing heavy steel armor.

"Roar--!"

He pressed the mutated brown bear against the wall and roared at the bear's face, but he still couldn't let go of the hesitant expression.

The mutated brown bear who was held down, on the other hand, probably didn't understand why this guy was white and wearing armor, so he froze there and didn't continue to resist.

Rourou looked anxiously at his teammates beside him.

"Me, me, what should I do next?!"

The tail came close to the big bear that was pressed against the wall and took a look. He touched his chin and thought for two seconds before suddenly speaking.

"It might have fallen in love with you."

Rourou almost choked on his spit.

"Pfft! How is that possible! How did you come to this strange conclusion!"

Tails: "Hey! Isn't it reasonable?"

Sesame paste followed from behind, with a face that made him laugh or cry.

"It seems like there are flaws everywhere..."

"Emmm... Anyway, it surrendered. We won't kill the prisoners of war." Si Si stared at the calm brown bear and thought for a moment, then nodded, "It's decided. From now on, it will be the first mount of the Flesh Knights. "

Rourou: "Wait a minute, what the hell is the Flesh Knights!? We said it was the White Bear Knights, why did there suddenly be a brown bear?!"

Sesame Paste: "Huh? I thought the weak point was the mount."

Sis subtly looked away.

"After all, white bears are so rare here..."

Tails completely changed the topic and gave a thumbs up with shining eyes.

"Oh! Beautiful job! I captured a big guy. Let's see who dares to call us the atmosphere team this time!"

The White Bear Knights are registered in the Merchant Guild. Although the name is the Knights, it has nothing to do with the concepts of knights and corps.

But that's not important.

A long time ago, Taiwei and Sisi had joined the Quanshui Brother team, so they just dragged Sesame Paste and Rourou along with them.

The three of them wore light cavalry exoskeletons worth 10,000 silver coins, and the equipment on their bodies was also bought with money earned from running a business in the past.

Although he spent his own money to buy the equipment, it did not prevent him from leading the team to the front.

Not far away.

The battlefield brother had already led his men into the department store, where there was loud gunfire, accompanied by the explosion of grenades from time to time.

It seems that the battle is quite fierce.

Lion Tooth did not surrender, and still led his own bodyguards to resist stubbornly. However, as the gunfire gradually deepened, the so-called resistance was obviously a desperate struggle.

Soon, the Jungle Corps, which launched an offensive along the main road, also successfully defeated the plundering defense line deployed along the road, and chased the defeated troops all the way to the bottom of the building.

The Jungle Corps and the Storm Corps join forces.

After the two corps commanders discussed it, they decided that the jungle corps would send a ten-man team into the building for support, while the remaining people would guard several entrances and exits of the building.

The space inside the building is limited and only so many troops can be deployed.

The collision volume of this game is real, and there is no such thing as mold penetration.

The operation of firing the gun barrel through a teammate's body is impossible here. Too many people standing in one place will only get in the way.

"...It seems the battle is over."

In the southern part of Qingshi County, next to the remains of the road.

After accessing the players' camera equipment through the backend, Chu Guangji switched to the [Battlefield Atmosphere Group] first-person perspective and watched as the old man kicked open the tightly closed iron door and rushed into the lion with his people. In Ya'er's hiding place, he pinned the looting leaders to the table and wall.

‘Don’t move! ’

‘Hold your head with your hands! ’

The video is noisy.

The signal inside the building was poor, and the screen frequently freezes and shakes violently.

But it didn't stop Chu Guang from appreciating the expressions of frustration and dejection on the faces of the looters.

After this battle, the passage from Qingquan City to Xizhou City will be completely opened, and nothing can stop him anymore.

The alliance's railway will arrive at the front line with the supply convoy. As supplies are continuously delivered from the rear, he will use dense artillery fire to tell the bone-chewing tribe's plunderers where they really should be.

"Three hours faster than expected in the battle plan... The fighting power of your residents is simply unbelievable."

After watching the scene that Chu Guang shared on the VM, Vanus couldn't help but express his heartfelt emotion.

Even if the youth army is formed by reserve officers, it may not be able to do better than them.

Perhaps when formulating a battle plan next time, he can consider some more radical offensive strategies to maximize their advantages.

Looking up at the sky, Vanus continued.

"We ended the battle before noon. I'm afraid the Yiya Clan headquarters in Xizhou City hasn't received the news yet."

"That's just right."

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"We can push the front ten kilometers further."

The copper mine is located on the west side of Qingshi County and is located in the Renlian Geopark. If you want to ensure stable production, it is not enough to maintain the front line in the northern part of Qingshi County. You have to go a little further.

He had studied the map and found that there was a mountain depression ten kilometers north of Qingshi County, which could be used to build the defense line on the high ground on the south side.

Vanus hesitated.

"Is this too radical? If the other party responds quickly enough, I'm afraid it won't leave us much time to dig fortifications."

Chu Guang shook his head and said in a relaxed tone.

"That will catch them off guard!"