This Game Is Too Realistic

Mountain top.

Next to a raised mound, Rourou inserted a crooked wooden sign into the ground.

Write the word "䃢" on it.

It’s the language of this world.

[He stood up for his partners and wrote a legend about courage with his life]

【——Teddy】

In addition to the name, below are the signatures of all members of the Knights of the White Bear.

She has many memories about it, but she cannot write many gorgeous words, let alone summarize it in a few words.

"I hope that in the next life, you can see our world..."

"By the way, if you can choose, try to choose the one with dark circles...they are the most comfortable."

He stretched out his bear paw and gently touched the raised mound of soil. Rourou muttered a few words in a low voice and slowly stood up from the tombstone with his heavy body.

The wind blew gently, swaying her white hair and the grass on the ground next to her.

The morning sun has risen in the distance, casting a sparkling golden color on the forest.

She wanted to sing a song before leaving, but she couldn't remember which one to sing.

Staring at the epitaph on the wooden sign, stroking the tail of his chin and thinking for a while, he suddenly discovered a blind spot.

"etc."

"Writing our names on it, will others misunderstand that we are also buried underneath?"

"Hey, don't tell ghost stories at this time." Rourou, who was still sad just now, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Well...it does feel a bit weird." Sesame's expression was also a little subtle, and his index finger was placed on his lips, "It's like...a big flag was set up."

Tai Tai suddenly had a hellish expression on his face and spoke furtively in a lowered voice.

"Speaking of ghost stories, I don't know if you have heard of that one... One day a girl attended a friend's funeral and suddenly discovered that her name was written on the tombstone——"

"Okay, okay, please stop talking!"

Rourou covered Tail's mouth, and the latter made a strange cry.

The joyful sounds diluted some of the sadness.

Looking back at the scrawled tombstone, Sesame paste squatted down gently and planted a small flower brought from the mountain beside it.

Since it is a completely real virtual reality game.

I guess after a few years, colorful flowers will bloom all over the hillside.

As long as the server doesn't rollback...

Standing up from the ground, she looked at her friends aside with a smile on her face.

"It's time to leave."

As if he was always full of energy, Tails broke free from Rourou's arms and waved his fist energetically.

"Oh! Charge!"

…

As a newspaper, people in the entire Boulder City were panicked.

And Hal, the initiator of all this turmoil, is in high spirits at the moment - or in other words, elated.

"More printing! Another 20,000 copies of yesterday's issue! Now our readers are not only idlers in the tavern and unemployed people wandering the streets, but also well-dressed citizens and nobles living in the inner city!"

He was sitting by the window sill of the newspaper office, holding a bottle of champagne in his hand. He was drunk early in the morning, smelling of alcohol, and giving orders to the editors in the editorial office.

Yes, a bottle.

And it’s a big bottle.

But it's all worth it.

Just the day before yesterday, the publication volume of "Daily Survivor" was still around 6,000, but as soon as yesterday's headline came out, all newspapers on the market were sold out instantly.

Not only that, subscriptions have doubled, and now people across the city are listening to what he has to say.

As for House?

He's just a loser who only makes weird noises on the radio, and he doesn't take it seriously at all!

Looking away from the staff, Hal looked at Fang Chang, who was standing in the editorial office, with a bright smile on his face.

"My dear friend, those two photos you brought are perfect! Why don't you just come to our newspaper as a reporter! Judging from my many years of experience in the industry, you are simply a genius!"

After many years of working in the industry, I still...

Fang Chang remembered that a month ago, this guy was still a polite member of the royal family.

In just a few weeks, he was corrupted into this informal and talkative person.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should complain about the newspaper office or the city that reeked of copper that was destroying people.

Fang Chang said after coughing slightly.

"You might as well thank our manager... I can only be regarded as a moving tool person at best."

"Haha, of course I would like to thank that one too - please allow me, the administrator, to offer the highest respect second only to the spirit of the sand sea!"

As he said this, Hal blew on the bottle again.

Fang Chang felt that he did not respect him from the bottom of his heart, but just found an excuse to drink.

But...

I didn't seem to make fun of his position.

Just like there are always people talking about Thunder Bluff, but there are not many players who really like tauren.

He was the first person to call "Dear Manager" in this game, and now it has become a custom among players to increase their sense of immersion.

As for respect?

Maybe there is something to be admired. After all, if you want to find such an upright, selfless, and dedicated person in reality, you may have to look through history books to find someone outside the family.

But when it comes to respect from the heart, it seems that it is impossible to talk about a character in a game.

"Salute to you, the manager!"

Fang Chang said briefly, touched the wine glass in his hand with his wine bottle with a smile, took a brief sip, and put it aside.

"Is it really okay for you to drink so early in the morning?" Dolly complained softly, crossing her arms.

Everyone in the editorial department is working hard.

Forget it about Fang Chang, he is not from the newspaper office, he only comes to "do tasks" occasionally.

But this Hal...

He's also the president after all, right?

"It doesn't matter! Even when I'm drunk, I can write exquisite words and sentences in 12 ways... burp." Hal burped and staggered to find a chair to sit down, "I've thought about it. , this war will be an opportunity! In the future, the "Survivor Daily" will not only be the newspaper of Boulder City, but also the best-selling newspaper in the entire River Valley Province and even the entire wasteland!"

Fang Chang made a joke.

“Become bigger and stronger and create greater glory, right?”

Hal's glasses lit up, and he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"That's what it means!"

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. There isn't even a unified currency in this wasteland."

Hal smiled and said: "Haha, someone will always solve these problems, I believe they will."

Seeing his nonsense, Fang Chang smiled and shook his head, and was about to leave with Dolly.

At this moment, Hal suddenly spoke.

"Actually, I don't understand something."

"Don't understand anything."

Looking at Fang Chang who stopped, Hal continued.

"That Shuyu told me...this is important for us to defeat the Legion."

"What he said is indeed correct. Is there any problem?"

"The problem is not small. Why do respected managers think that a newspaper can solve the problem? Here, it doesn't really matter what ordinary survivors say. They can hardly even eat." Hal said Confuse.

This place is actually similar to his hometown.

In the kingdom of Luoxia, all rights belong only to the supreme king.

And all the rights here belong to the city that never appears in public.

So what if the Legion's airship shocked the people in this city?

Even though everyone was trembling in front of the 400mm cannon, Shiro didn't say a word, right?

"Yes." Fang Chang did not deny it.

Hal asked curiously.

"Then what is the significance of their publicity? Of course, this is just my personal curiosity... Anyway, they like to watch the excitement. Even if there is no instruction from the manager, I will make follow-up reports."

“The point is to mobilize.”

"Mobilization?"

"Yes, we are fighting another life-and-death war, and it is not just about our lives and deaths. Although we can't influence the city's decision-making, we can let those who want to survive take advantage of everything. What to do later.”

"Whether they are loaders and unloaders at the trading station, workers on the assembly line, mercenaries who work for money, or factory workers, bankers or others... Boulder City certainly has its workers, but in the end it is these people who Made up of people.”

Looking at the drunken newspaper president, Fang Chang paused for a moment and continued.

"This city is like a rusty machine. We need to make it move. If it can move a little bit, it can wake up a little bit..."

"And this is what mobilization means."

Hal thought for a moment, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his drunken face.

"so it is……"

"I seem to understand what you are planning to do."

Come out of the newspaper office.

Fang Chang noticed Dolly walking aside, looking at him curiously.

"What's up?"

"How do you know so many things?"

When she said this, she couldn't tell whether her tone was surprise or admiration, or maybe a little bit of both.

"Maybe it's because I come from a shelter?" Fang Chang said in a half-joking tone.

"Shelter..." Dolly crossed her arms behind her head and looked at the sky not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something, looked at him and asked.

"Then you know so much, don't you think we outside the shelter are stupid?"

Fang Chang was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.

"How is that possible?"

Rather, he admires these wastelanders for living tenaciously and optimistically 200 years after the decline of civilization.

It's okay to wear filters while walking around, but if you really live in this world...

He thought he might go crazy.

It’s not that you don’t have enough mental endurance, but that you have a clear understanding of your abilities.

There is no need for war, apocalypse, or wasteland. If he only has money to buy things, his SAN value will probably go crazy.

Dolly stared into his eyes for a while, then the corners of her mouth suddenly curled up slightly.

"Oh, that's good."

Her emerald green hair swayed slightly, she dropped a word of unknown meaning, and walked forward briskly.

"?"

Looking at the girl who was suddenly in a good mood, Fang Chang couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Are you so happy to be praised for your intelligence?

This is too coaxing.

…

Dawn City, Army Command Headquarters.

On the wooden command table, there is a frontline battle report that Xiaoqi helped compile.

Since a stable communication network has not yet been established, Chu Guang can only understand the developments on the front line through the official website forum.

The "communication network" established based on the morphological field runs completely in another unrelated world, and a smooth connection can be guaranteed under any circumstances.

"...forced march for more than 30 hours continuously, broke into pieces and penetrated into the defense area, made five consecutive raids across fifteen kilometers, and annihilated nearly a full hundred-man team...Are you sure this is a team of only two A troop of ten?”

The most important thing is that only a few people suffered non-fatal injuries and no one was killed!

Vanus's face was full of surprise.

To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

Mixed battle reports can be said to be the foundation of the frontline troops, and he understands this very well.

However, this is understandable.

After all, the battle situation is changing rapidly. If no one has been on the ground for three minutes, it will be counted as a kill, and if someone has been on the ground, it will be counted as an injury. It is impossible for someone to hold a telescope and pinch a watch to count how many seconds an enemy unit has been lying on the ground.

As an excellent commander, the first quality you need to possess is to identify the authenticity of intelligence sent from the front line, judge the general battle situation based on vague intelligence, command people who "may still be alive", and execute tasks that "may be completed" "The command.

If his men sent such a battle report, or if he said such words on the radio, his first reaction would definitely be that the guy was farting.

However--

After all, this battle report was brought in personally by the manager.

This gentleman is not the kind of layman who knows nothing about war. I heard that earlier, not only did he carry a nitrogen-powered hammer into battle to kill the enemy, but he also took the lead in blowing the charge whistle.

Later, as the number of talents in the alliance increased, he gradually moved from the front line to behind the scenes after leaving behind a bunch of miraculous legends.

As Vanus commented, if this man were in the army, he would be at least on the level of Generals Claes and Geffen.

As for why he is not a higher-level legion commander and supreme marshal, it is just because ordinary people can only fill the position of general based on their abilities.

Vanus was not the only one who was surprised.

Including all the officers in the headquarters, after reading the beautiful and outrageous battle report, everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"...To be precise, there are only more than 20 of them at present, and there are more than 100 people and logistics on the way. It is expected to arrive within three days."

Speaking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion on his face.

"Don't say you can't believe it. I was equally surprised when I first received this battle report...but I can be sure that its authenticity is beyond doubt."

Players who exchange battle results on the forum will "verify" each other, and the battle report compiled by Xiaoqi for him is already the final result after verification.

It is also the conclusion closest to the truth.

Seeing that the managers had said this, the officers no longer questioned the battle report sent from the front line.

Turning to discussing coping strategies.

"...According to frontline news, the Heart of Steel is suspected of having an engine failure. Obvious suspension brackets can be seen on the outside of the ship, as well as construction personnel undergoing repairs."

"At the same time, they have also increased the scale of their ground deployment and sent about a thousand troops. It seems that they plan to use Ruigu City as a base for a long period of time."

"However, their methods are not clever. They still use the old method of threatening force. They send soldiers to extort nearby survivors' settlements and require their airships to contribute food, livestock and labor. At the same time, they use dinars to buy off those mercenaries and looters. The non-staff troops...the local survivors also complained about this."

Looking at the map hanging on the shelf, Chu Guang continued to talk.

"I have communicated with the frontline commander, and he and I basically have the same idea."

"In the first stage of the campaign, we must strategically unite the local survivors and tactically consume the opponent's available strength through attacks."

"As long as we can reduce the opponent's target by more than 20% in the first phase, it is possible to force them to withdraw from this area...or adopt a more radical strategy!"

Speaking of this, Chu Guang paused and looked around at the officers present in the command room.

"If the latter situation occurs, the battlefield may no longer be limited to 150 kilometers away, and we need to prepare for the worst. At the same time, before the final battle, we must find someone who can take that ship An effective way to shoot down airships!”

Chu Guang suddenly looked at Vanus who was thinking.

"Are you familiar with that Captain McClung?"

Vanus was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"I'm just a commander...and a commander of the Clone Corps."

"If you can take the position of captain before the age of 40, that person will have a bright future in the legion... There is no need to pay attention to a little person like me."

Although the Legion is famous in the wasteland for its large clone army, the status of the officers who command the cannon fodder troops can only be said to be average.

In particular, flying fortresses such as the "Heart of Steel" are completely different from the army.

Even if they met face to face, McClun probably wouldn't even look at him twice.

Chu Guang nodded and said nothing more.

"Well, it seems that the option of negotiation can be given up."

Although he never had this fantasy.

"The key is that troublesome deflector shield," the commander of the First Corps said with a frown, "If we get a low-speed bomb and throw it on them..."

Vanus shook his head.

"It's as simple as you said. Let alone flying from the west coast, they can't even fly out of their homes."

"The anti-aircraft machine guns all over the fuselage are enough to intercept any target approaching at low speed, not to mention the armor-piercing effect of explosives in open areas... I'm afraid they can only deal with its engine."

Those long rows of propellers connected in parallel are not very technical things, and it is not difficult to break a few.

However, even if that thing is destroyed, it will at most be equivalent to a flat tire on a bicycle or a broken track on a tank, which will not cause any substantial damage at all.

"Doesn't this guy have any weaknesses?" Wrench couldn't help but ask Yu.

Vanus was silent for a while and said.

"Of course there are weaknesses."

Chu Guang asked Yu immediately.

"Where?"

"abdomen."

Vanus pointed directly below the airship in the photo.

"...This is the bomb bay. Compared to other parts, the firepower density in this area is the smallest. I have heard people say before that some survivors used dense balloon arrays to cause them a lot of trouble. Although As far as the settlement is concerned, in the end, the survivor settlement was razed."

Silence fell within the headquarters.

A staff officer said after thinking for a moment.

"The weak point is in the abdomen... If we fire the anti-aircraft cannon directly below them, will it be able to cause effective damage to the airship?"

Vanus shook his head.

"Then I don't know, but I think their ground troops and the observers on the airship are not blind."

The officer of the First Corps clenched his fists.

"Let's find a way to get a vertically launched landing craft! Let's ambush them first, and then dig up like a bird's nest! We have the strongest light infantry. As long as we rush into the fortress, we will beat that thing to the ground in minutes. Down!"

Vanus sighed and said nothing.

This time there was no need for him to refute, even Wrench standing nearby couldn't help but complain.

"What if they drop bombs?"

"Yes! Also, what is the landing craft launched into the sky? I have never heard of it!"

Looking at the officers who were busy discussing, Chu Guang also fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a phone call suddenly came to him.

"I'll take a call."

After leaving these words, Chu Guang turned around and walked out of the door, temporarily leaving the discussion time to the officers in the headquarters.

The call was from Luca.

As soon as his upper body appeared on the VM screen, he couldn't wait to speak.

"Sir, the city hall of Boulder City has summoned the person in charge of our stationed office early!"

"That Du Long?"

"Yes!"

"What did he say?"

Facing the manager's inquiry, Luca said with an intriguing look.

"He said a lot... For example, he asked us if we needed help. And he also mentioned that since we helped them share part of the wave at the beginning of the year, they had a lot of arms stockpiles prepared to deal with the wave... If we feel Interested, they are willing to sell it to us at a 50% discount.”

Although this was undoubtedly a good thing, the conditions offered by the other party were so generous that he couldn't decide whether there was any big hole hidden in it.

At this point, after he received the news, he immediately called Chu Guang.

After hearing this, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment and asked Yu subconsciously.

"Is it 50% off the market price or 50% off the cost price?"

"50% off the purchase cost...and that Dulong also said that if we don't have enough money, he can lend us another loan specifically for arms procurement."

Damn it?

Is there such a good thing?

Chu Guang's face was filled with surprise.

Although it was his idea to pull Boulder City onto the alliance's chariot, the speed... was too fast, right?

It seems that the 400mm main gun has brought such a shock to the "civilized people" living in the giant wall that they don't even care about making money.

Without any hesitation, Chu Guang said immediately.

"Ask them to send it over quickly! I want as much as I want, the sooner the better!"

"Also, remember to tell them that weapons to deal with the waves are not enough. We can make rifles and artillery ourselves. What we need are weapons that can actually cause damage to that airship!"

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly remembered what the officers had discussed just now, and added something later without being polite at all.

"Especially the high-altitude landing equipment!"

"It would be even better if you could help our people board that airship!"