This Game Is Too Realistic

In the corner of the underground commercial complex, there are rooms filled with junk.

With the help of two assistants and several guerrilla soldiers, Ma Ban quickly vacated the room, which was less than 20 meters tall.

After borrowing three sets of tables, chairs and three beds from the warehouse, Ma Ban found a wooden board to write on and hung it at the door. The Alliance's office in Hope Town has been officially established.

The work has just started, so keep everything simple.

Ma Ban was already prepared for the rudimentary conditions here. After all, he and his compatriots lived here for a period of time a few months ago.

Standing at the door of the office, Hope Town Logistics Manager Yang Duo looked a little embarrassed.

On the one hand, they really couldn't come up with anything good to entertain this manager who was parachuted in from the New Alliance. On the other hand, he really didn't know how to face this person.

"Ban...ahem, Mr. Ma, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Ma Ban replied concisely and concisely without any intention of greeting.

After pondering these four words for a long time, Yang Duo couldn't figure out what this person was thinking, so he spoke carefully.

"...I'm sorry about the migration. You know the situation at that time. We don't have any more food. If we don't send some people away, all of us will starve to death."

Sending away is a euphemism.

It would be more accurate to say exile.

Going south through the Predator-occupied territory is a narrow escape in itself. And whether the new alliance will fulfill their promises on the radio is even more unknown.

But Yang Duo didn't lie about one thing.

They really can't feed that many people anymore.

The deportees were not only Maban and other tribesmen, but also nearly 1,200 people, all of whom came from the survivor settlement in the north of Xizhou City.

The whereabouts of these people are still unknown, and it is unknown whether they are alive or dead.

In terms of success, less than 30% of the people managed to reach Dawn City.

Ma Ban glanced at him and knew that this guy might have misunderstood something, so he said frankly.

"Understood, I don't mean to blame you. Besides, our stay in Dawn City was pretty good. They not only gave us food and shelter, but even helped us arrange jobs. It doesn't matter where you are from, as long as you prove your ability and If you are loyal to the alliance, you will be reused... What do you want?"

"Here." Yang Duo smiled awkwardly and hurriedly handed over the notebook in his hand.

This is the ledger of Hope Town Warehouse.

It records the input and output of each item of materials, including food, recycled materials, weapons inventory, etc.

Without wasting time on reminiscing about old times, Maban took the account book from him and browsed it roughly.

Later, he will transfer these databases through VM and hand them over to the inventory management personnel sent by the new alliance.

After the integration of the new alliance warehousing system, every input and output of materials in the warehouse will be audited by AI, including "which link is missing something", "which material will be in short supply in how many days"... this information will be It can be seen at a glance.

Ma Ban had already seen how powerful this system was when he worked as a coordinator in a refugee home.

Therefore, before he took office, he decided that the first thing he did when he came here was to "network" the warehouses in Hope Town.

While scanning the ledger through the headset camera, Ma Ban casually asked about the situation in the warehouse.

"How many people are left in Hope Town and how much food is consumed every day?"

Faced with Ma Ban's inquiry, Yang Duo quickly answered.

"The total population is 5,731, of which 30% are young adults, and the rest are the elderly, children, and women. Based on the daily ration of 300g 㱕 for adults, the daily consumption is——"

"1,719.3 kilograms...that is, nearly two tons of grain."

Ma Ban couldn't help but frown as he flipped the ledger from beginning to end and saw the grain inventory of less than five tons and the pitiful income of less than a hundred kilograms of food per day.

"How did you survive until now?"

Hearing these words, a bitter expression appeared on Yang Duo's face.

"You have only been away from here for more than two months... Do you still need to ask this kind of question?"

Ma Ban was silent for a while and returned the account book in his hand to him.

"The alliance's assistance will continue for a period of time, and we will try to ensure a daily supply of 2 tons of food until the new settlement is on track."

"In addition, the health problem must be solved as soon as possible, and it must be solved as the first priority! This problem cannot be delayed, otherwise the disease and rat infestation will become more and more serious, and even lead to a more serious plague. By then, no more drugs will be needed. Can’t hold on.”

"I need you to immediately mobilize all the people in the town who can work. I will arrange work for them to clean up various areas of the temporary shelter in a planned way, and at the same time clear out more habitable areas from the ruins of the commercial complex. area and re-plan the various areas of the shelter.”

"The behavior of cramming hundreds of people into a room must stop immediately. It is simply providing a breeding ground for diseases!"

"As for picking up garbage... we can take a break for the time being. The top priority now is to solve the survival problem of the survivors, and all other problems must be put aside."

Yang Duo stared blankly at the man standing in front of him.

Even though he hadn't seen him for two months, he felt like this guy had changed into a different person, so much so that he couldn't recognize him.

Maban paused for a moment and continued.

"Finally, those unfortunate victims..."

"Find a place to bury it."

…

As the mobilization order was issued, the survivors of Hope Town quickly took action.

Of course, what really made them enthusiastic about the cleaning work was not the mobilization of Mayor Wu, but the extra food rations they could get by participating in the cleaning work.

Although it is only a piece of green wheat cake weighing less than 150g, it is already a very generous reward for the survivors who have relied on nutritional cream to survive until now.

Ma Ban divided the mobilized survivors into groups of ten and defined the health ownership and division of labor in each area.

The goal of the first phase is to remove feces and other metabolites in corridors and rooms, and the second phase is to disinfect various areas of the shelter.

This isn't just about sanitation.

At the same time, it is also to allow the survivors living here to regain the courage to live, to eliminate the barriers between each other, and to rebuild cohesion.

Ma Ban, who once worked as a coordinator in a refugee home, knows very well that the worse and depressing environment he lives in, the less likely he is to be idle.

It is precisely thanks to the work experience he accumulated in the refugee home that he can be said to be very handy when dealing with related issues, and his work quickly got on the right track.

On the other side, just as Maba's work was smoothly underway, Lu Bei also smoothly took over the command of the guerrillas from the resistance organization.

It's just...

The situation here is worse than Lu Bei imagined.

There are 671 guerrilla members in total, less than half of whom can actually form combat effectiveness. And even for those soldiers who can form combat effectiveness, most of their health conditions are worrying.

Not only that, their equipment is also problematic.

Most of the weapons in the inventory are crudely made iron tube rifles, and most of the bullets are reloaded bullets with black powder as propellant.

This kind of bullet not only has a surprisingly high jamming rate, but is also extremely easy to explode due to dust accumulation in the barrel. Many people had their fingers blown off while making bullets, and this became a major cause of non-combat attrition of the guerrillas in addition to disease.

The next night, Lu Bei truthfully reported what he learned about the situation to Chu Guang, who was far away in Shuguang City.

"...The situation here is worse than we expected, not only their health condition, but also the lack of logistics. Their use of iron tube rifles cannot form an effective combat effectiveness at all, because of weapon failure and supply failure. The shortage caused non-combat casualties, which even exceeded the casualties caused by the predators. "

"If we want them to exert their combat effectiveness, we will need at least 600 rifles and one million rounds of ammunition."

After listening to Lu Bei's report, Chu Guang thought for a moment and then spoke.

"From now on, all attack activities are suspended. The weapons will be delivered soon. I need you to do everything possible to teach them how to fight in the shortest possible time, and to fight in an organized manner."

"The day for our decisive battle with the Marauders is getting closer. I need them to cooperate with the Burning Legion when necessary to cut off the Ya clan's retreat to the north."

Lu Bei answered Yuan cleanly.

"yes!"

After the communication ends.

Chu Guang looked at the document thrown on the table.

This is a report sent from the front line.

The Ya clan has transported all its armored units from Xizhou City to Songlin Valley.

According to the aerial footage captured by the drone and Vanus' knowledge of Dillon himself, the raiders stationed at the northern position of Songlin Valley have completed all preparations for the decisive battle.

㦳So I didn’t take action, probably waiting for an opportunity.

for example……

A heavy rain.

Although accumulated water and silt will have a certain impact on tank propulsion, it will obviously have a greater impact on propeller aircraft.

New Alliance propeller aircraft generally rely on visual observation for bombing and firing, and the impact of weather on the aircraft's combat efficiency cannot be ignored.

Obviously, the opponent was also aware of this, so he chose to wait for the opportunity.

Several consecutive defeats had made the predators much more cautious in their tactics. Maybe Vanus was right, and the other party had already changed the frontline commander.

They are about to face no longer those elm-headed bandits, but the former Legion Commander-in-Chief Dillon himself.

Regarding the other party's personnel appointment, although Chu Guang was wary, he was not too worried.

While the opponent is consolidating the defense line, other players are also not idle. Now, in addition to tons of trenches on the south side of Songlin Valley, there are also a large number of steel anti-tank and anti-tank horses piled up.

This anti-tank horse is composed of three L-shaped metal bars, connected with rivets and bolts. When assembled, it looks like a three-dimensional triple cross. Even if it is directly hit by an artillery shell, it is difficult to be completely damaged.

This anti-tank weapon, known as the "Czech Hedgehog", once covered the beaches of Normandy and the streets of Moscow.

It took the No. 81 Steel Plant less than a week to produce 500 anti-tank guns and send them to the front line by rail.

Although these anti-tank anti-tank horses are not enough to fill a one-kilometer-long front line, there is no problem if they are used in conjunction with digging holes and some other anti-tank traps to cause some trouble for enemy tanks.

In addition, other young players also prepared a lot of surprises for the looters of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

There are so many weird ideas that even Vanus can’t help but be stunned——

Is this what humans can come up with?

"...It's been cloudy the past few days, but I don't know when the rain will fall."

"The decisive battle is getting closer and closer."

Looking at the pile of documents on the table, Chu Guang leaned back on the sofa, and gently stretched his index finger between his eyebrows, which were sore from fatigue.

All preparations have been completed.

The Burning Corps has bought enough preparation time for the front line, and other corps have also successfully used this time to build an impregnable defense line in the southern part of Songlin Valley.

But...

The other party had to wait for a heavy rain to start the decisive battle, which Chu Guang didn't expect.

It turned out that according to his assumption, the other party would complete preparations and launch an intensive offensive against the new alliance's positions as soon as possible.

And this time will most likely be at the end of the month.

What Chu Guang expected was that the newly appointed commander was more cautious than he expected and did not come up in a hurry.

Especially the past few days have been cloudy.

Most of the pilots in the Goblin Corps are novices and have never had any experience in fighting in rainy weather. If the Ya clan were really allowed to wait for this heavy rain, it would undoubtedly add a lot of variables to the battle situation.

What's more, these plunderers also prepared a lot of strange anti-aircraft weapons.

If only there was some way to force them out of the bombhole...

While he was thinking with his eyes closed, Chu Guang suddenly felt something in his heart and sat upright from the sofa.

Just now, he thought of a good idea.

Although this is risky, it is better than letting the other party take control of the situation.

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, Chu Guang held the mouse and spoke softly.

"Since you are so stubborn..."

"Then I'll help you!"

…

Position on the north side of Songlin Valley.

From the high ground to the forest at the foot of the mountain, the position, which is nearly two kilometers deep, is covered with criss-cross trenches and dense bomb craters.

The confrontation has lasted for more than half a month.

In the past half month, the New Alliance poured at least a thousand artillery shells towards the Ya clan's position. Even ten minutes ago, the New Alliance's rocket launchers fired a salvo at the Ya clan's position.

However, this round of salvo did not cause many casualties to the plunderers stationed here.

As early as a week ago, they had dug enough trenches and shell-proof holes. Except for the occasional two unlucky guys who were killed, in most cases, before the first round of shelling came, they He had already hid in the cave.

Rather than being covered by intensive firepower, these looters squatting in the trenches were more afraid of the mortars of the New Alliance.

Those blue gophers are not ordinary cunning. Every time they take advantage of their position to patrol, they will fire a cannon at them, making it difficult for people to guard against them.

Standing on the position that was plowed over and over again by artillery shells, Dilong held a telescope in his hand and looked to the south with a frown.

"Anti-tank and horse resistance..."

Hearing these words, Xiong Ya was stunned for a moment.

"What's that?"

Dillon didn't speak. Tumen stood next to him and took over the conversation.

"Something that hinders the advancement of tanks... I didn't expect their steel production to be so surplus."

Hearing that they were just defensive matters, Xiong Ya's face immediately showed a trace of disdain.

"Haha, what's the matter? No matter how strong the thing is, it's just a pile of dregs in front of our tracks!"

His confidence is not without reason.

On the way from the central part of the river valley province to the south, the Ya clan has experienced many battles, large and small.

No matter which battle it is, the moment they show off their iron fists, the word despair will be deeply engraved on their opponents' faces.

No matter what kind of bunker it is, the 100mm gun will look like paper in front of it.

And there was only one thing left for them to do, which was to advance forward while firing, shooting the survivors of the defeated army, and looking at the timid garbage like mice, like stunted cockroaches. Scattered away.

But now, they not only dispatched tanks, but also gathered all the tanks of the entire tribe! There are even two additional modified anti-aircraft trucks for each tank!

Trying to stop them with just a few steel bars is a dream!

Dillon did not refute Xiong Ya's words.

Although in his opinion, those who drove tanks to plunder were like baboons who had picked up rifles, and could not even exert half of their strength in conquering the No. 10, the performance of their equipment was enough to make up for this shortcoming.

They prepared 17 tanks, nearly 10 anti-aircraft trucks, and 1,000 light infantry for this battle.

This battle will completely crush the northern front line of combat power deployed by the New Alliance, and soon the industrial area of ​​Shuguang City will fall into their hands.

By then, they will completely remove the obstacles to the southward movement, and the entire southern plain of the river valley province will be included in the territory of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

Now there is only a heavy rain...

"A few anti-tank enemies are nothing to be afraid of. Even if they lay a circle of anti-tank mines at the foot of the mountain, they can't stop our armored spearhead from penetrating their defense line. I'm just worried that they have other hidden cards..."

With that said, Dillon handed the telescope to Tumen who was standing aside.

Looking at his subordinates, he continued.

"You will send two reconnaissance teams up to take a look later and mark the positions of the anti-tank and horse-defying troops. They will be used when formulating a battle plan."

"The decisive battle is getting closer. It may be today or tomorrow. From now on, we must be cautious in every step we take!"

After taking the telescope, Tumen stood up straight and said seriously.

"yes!"

Dillon nodded, turned and walked towards the trench.

At this moment, a cool feeling suddenly came from the tip of his nose.

Dillon raised his head unconsciously and saw big raindrops falling from the sky one after another, hitting the brim of his hat and shoulders.

The moon and the day change as they say.

The raindrops became denser and denser, and in less than a minute, it started pouring rain on the battlefield.

A look of surprise appeared on Dillon's face, and then it turned into ecstasy.

rain!

The rain finally fell!

Xiong Ya, who was standing aside, reacted more excitedly than him. He saw this burly man opening his arms in excitement, looking up to the sky and laughing loudly.

It seems that 㵒㱗 is cheering for the downpour.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It seems that even God is on our side!"

Just excited.

He looked to the side, Dilong, and shouted excitedly, regardless of the rain on his face.

"What are we waiting for! While those blue gophers' planes turn into flies caught in the rain, let's drive the tank into their faces and crush their front teeth into pieces!"

Dillon didn't speak, but stared at the sky intently, thoughts racing in his mind.

With the thickness of the dark clouds in the sky, once the rain starts, I'm afraid it won't stop for a while.

While the ground has not been turned into mud by the rain, now is indeed the best time to launch an offensive...

Although planning is important, sometimes timing is more critical than planning.

Without any further hesitation, Dillon immediately took off the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and pressed the button.

At the same time, in the mountain col a kilometer away, the voice amplified by the loudspeaker was also busy preparing to plunder and rang above our heads.

"Attention all units! Activate combat plan No. 1. Everyone immediately takes you guys to the combat position to assemble!"

"Bring out all our tanks, armored vehicles, and all movable vehicles!"

"The moment of decisive battle has arrived!"

"It's time to teach those nasty gophers a profound lesson!!"

…

(Thanks to "Big Ice Cube" and "Adventurer Start" alliance for the reward!!)