This Game Is Too Realistic

"In the name of God——"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the kingdom!"

"Keep it at all costs!"

The river bank was covered with thick smoke, and the boiling flames burned blood and corpses.

The captain, covered in blood, shouted hoarsely, waving the saber in his hand and urging the soldiers forward to fill the bloody defense line.

Even though his legs had been blown off, he still didn't stop shouting.

Just because the fortress beneath him is called the City of Fertility.

It is not only the granary in the middle of the Lion Kingdom, a blessing bestowed upon the kingdom by the gods, but it is also the last hurdle on the Falcon's road to the Lion King's capital!

Go back a few hours.

The 20,000th team of the Falcon Kingdom finally completed the construction of the fortifications, and to everyone's surprise, they immediately launched a fierce attack on the defenders of the Capital of Plenty from the west and north.

Of course, the Lion Kingdom will not surrender.

Under the leadership of Prince Winter, the thousands of Scarab troops and militia stationed here immediately launched a tenacious resistance.

Whether it was a cast-iron cannon, an old-fashioned mortar, or a pieced-together howitzer, they were all brought to the front line.

Just to stop the enemy’s advance——

Even if it can only delay them for two seconds!

The propellers of the air fighter jets roared, and waves of death rained down on the river embankment, but it did not stop the artillery on the river embankment from continuing to pour ferocious firepower outside the bunker.

The defenders in the fortress were in units of thousands, filling in one team after another.

The same goes for siege troops outside the fortress.

Even with absolute air superiority.

Even if the artillery positions in the rear are firing non-stop.

Even if the defenders on the river embankment were wiped out round after round.

They also failed to cross the dam made of metal.

The war situation reached a stalemate.

Both sides were furious, leaving humanity and faith behind, fighting in the most primitive and cruel way, just to send more and hotter metal shrapnel into the foreheads and chests of their former siblings.

The impregnable river bank has become a rolling meat grinder.

The flying fragments and the shock wave of the explosion spread in circles, and bloody waves rolled on the golden wheat field.

Akante, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the fighter jet and looking out of the cabin, couldn't help but be speechless.

It's not because of the tragic battle situation, but because of the golden patches.

㱗He had never seen such a vast and spectacular wheat field next to the almost dry river embankment in his hometown.

If he could occupy this place, his father, mother, brothers, sisters, and even future descendants... would probably no longer endure hunger.

Although this meant that the inhabitants of the occupied side would struggle to make a living in poverty and misery, and although it meant that those people would be slaves, he did not see anything wrong with this.

This world is originally a jungle where the weak eat the strong, and survival of the fittest is the law of nature.

His Royal Highness the Prince once said that the oasis of the Falcon Kingdom is in decline. They have endured the curse from the great desert for the kings in the desert. However, the kings in the desert have turned a blind eye to their suffering and would rather throw away the milk and bread. Nor are they willing to enjoy any of the gods' favors to them.

The corrupt kings have betrayed their oaths and beliefs and are unworthy of the blessings of the Spirit of the Sand Sea.

If the people of Falcon want to survive in this world, they must keep fighting, keep fighting——

Until the end of life!

Arcant held the joystick and skillfully raised the altitude of the aircraft, preparing to mount another 10mm machine gun for another dive at the artillery bunker on the river embankment.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a string of black dots from the sun to his side.

That direction——

Is it the east?

The backlight made it difficult for him to see what the string of black dots was, and he even wondered if he was being blinded.

However, the instinct honed in several battles still allowed him to make an immediate judgment, terminate the next round of dive, and continue to increase the height and fly towards the clouds.

In real time, his judgment proved correct, allowing him to avoid the first round of fire.

But his teammates weren't so lucky.

In just a few breaths, the string of black dots had already flown closer, and the nose of the plane painted with sharks, tigers, and devils was revealed in the sun, and it sprayed thick tongues of fire towards them. .

There were no enemy airports nearby. The Falcon Kingdom pilots did not expect to be attacked by aircraft, so they were caught off guard.

Caught off guard, the three "Eagle" propeller planes were punched in an instant, with a series of bullet holes printed on their wings, and they plummeted toward the ground with black smoke.

Although the other twenty-two planes evaded in time, they were still beaten hard, and three more planes soon suffered casualties.

Seeing that his teammates were killed, Arcant's face changed wildly, and he immediately turned on the onboard communication device and shouted loudly.

"Enemy plane!"

"Stop attacking the ground and prepare to engage the enemy!"

The remaining 19 aircraft immediately dispersed and turned to both sides while raising their altitude, trying to avoid the opponents that were clinging behind them.

However, the other party's flying skills are so superb. Not only do they have a tacit understanding of cooperation, but they are also well-trained.

Seeing the "chicken" in his heart making a snake-like maneuver to escape, the unprofessional pig nose snorted, biting the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane, and pushed the switch.

"Want to run?"

This allows you to run away -

My name is written backwards!

Pressing the switch of the onboard communicator, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Spread out and give chase! Each of us has one, and give me a hard beating!"

An echo came quickly over the communication frequency.

"Okay, Mr. Mantou!"

"Roger it! Brother Mantou!"

I was so unprofessional that I almost flew away.

"Gan!"

"How many times have I told you, I call you anti-man bun!"

25 propeller-driven fighters of unknown model were clinging to their guns, and five of them suddenly arrived in front of them.

The battle in the air quickly became intense.

Although they were caught off guard at first, the pilots of the Falcon Kingdom quickly reacted and relied on the excellent maneuverability of the "Eagle" propeller aircraft to start a battle on the water with the enemy planes that suddenly killed the battlefield. Fight.

In the absence of air-to-air missiles, air combat has completely turned into a hand-to-hand fight.

The two sides were doing scissor-roller flights against each other, competing for the fleeting shooting window.

Orange-yellow bullets were flying in the air, like sparks from a forge struck by a hammer, smelting every creature caught in it.

Sweat dripped from Arcante's forehead, and he held the mast tightly with both hands, clenching his teeth so hard that his gums almost bled.

He could feel that the opponent's aircraft were not very strong, but their fighting style was extremely brutal, and their fighting will was incredibly high.

Some extremely dangerous maneuvers made him wonder whether the other party didn't know that he might die, or whether he didn't take his own life seriously at all.

Is that a Lion Kingdom pilot?

Or an alliance hundreds of kilometers away?

The victory or defeat in the air has not yet been determined, but the situation on the ground has quietly changed with the arrival of the Alliance Air Force.

The originally winning sky had gradually tilted towards the attacking side, but with the loss of air power, the tilted sky was forced back.

The Falcon Kingdom's 20,000-strong team, which was responsible for the attack, quickly fell into a bitter battle.

On the contrary, seeing the support from friendly aircraft, the defenders on the river embankment were boosted in morale and shouted loudly.

"It's reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements from the Alliance! They are from the Alliance!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Enter Sand Sea Spirit! We are saved!"

Not only the soldiers saw the hope of victory, but also the officers in the command post also showed joyful expressions on their faces, sweeping away the sorrowful look on their faces a few minutes ago.

Alliance reinforcements have finally arrived!

Although it was only the air force that came, it was of great help!

The only thing that the officers couldn't figure out was where did these planes come from?

…

Frontline position.

Behind the anti-gun bunker, Prince Winter held a telescope in his hand, looking through the observation window on the sandbag wall at the battlefield with billowing smoke in the distance, his brows knitted together.

Although the alliance's aircraft unexpectedly arrived and reversed their decline, for them, the current situation was still not optimistic.

With the help of the Legion, the Falcon Kingdom has been preparing for this battle for more than ten years. Their equipment and the quality of their soldiers are far superior to the Lion Kingdom.

The sound of artillery fire in the distance has not stopped is the best proof.

Those people did not go to the air to support the retreat, and the counterattack became more fierce.

The ten thousand Scarab troops under his command have been reduced by two, and the local militia and trained conscripts have suffered heavy casualties.

The blood almost stained the river embankment red and poured into the irrigation canal under the river embankment...

"... If we continue to waste it like this, even if we can defend this fortress, we will probably be severely damaged." Standing next to Prince Winter, a nobleman serving as a staff officer said with a solemn expression.

Another officer clenched his fists and cursed.

"These beasts...it's almost like they can't finish killing them all!"

"We have to defend this place no matter what. This is the last wall of the kingdom. We have no other choice."

Holding the telescope, Prince Winter paused and continued expressionlessly.

"Since they are determined to win this fortress, let them shed blood on the river bank!"

At this moment, billowing dust suddenly appeared on the northwest side of the fortress, and along with the dust came an unstoppable torrent of steel!

About 50 Conqueror 10 heavy tanks suddenly killed the battlefield.

At first, when they saw the unplanned force, neither the attacker nor the defender reacted.

It wasn't until those tanks moved closer and suddenly opened fire on the attackers outside the fortress that the defenders on the river embankment realized that they were reinforcements!

A flag was hoisted on the tank's turret, with the coat of arms of the honey badger royal family painted on it.

The officer who was crawling on the front line to direct the operations was overjoyed and shouted excitedly.

"It's the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom!"

"They are here to help us!!!"

As friendly forces arrived on the battlefield one after another, the morale of the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom reached its peak, and the speed of pulling the bolt of the gun and loading the shells became much faster.

The half-impaired thousand-man team was stunned to unleash a firepower density of a thousand men.

Facing the flank stranglehold of the armored forces and the suddenly fierce frontal firepower, the Falcon Kingdom's 20,000th team, serving as the vanguard of the attack, suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

At this time, the battle in the air had already been decided.

With the exception of a few aircraft that retreated to the west, the Falcon Kingdom's entire squadron was almost wiped out.

The Shengtian's body, which was originally broken, completely tilted towards the direction of the defenders.

The majestic river embankment still stands in the middle of the wheat fields and billowing smoke.

Seeing that the situation was over, even if they were reluctant, the frontline commanders of the Falcon Kingdom could only retreat.

At this time, if you hesitate or are too eager to fight, I am afraid that few of the entire team of 10,000 people will survive, and the entire organization will have to be defeated...

…

Thirty kilometers away, the military camp of the Falcon Kingdom.

The entire camp was almost filled with wounded soldiers.

Looking at the stretchers on the ground and the wailing wounded soldiers lying on the stretchers, Prince William's eyes were filled with anger and he clenched his fists uncontrollably.

He didn't understand why the legion wanted to attack.

Didn't we agree that we would use nuclear bombs to wipe out that fortress?

Why should he let his people fill the front line that is impossible to fill?

He doesn't mind the people of the Falcon Kingdom dying for the royal family to expand its territory, but these casualties could have been avoided!

Or even completely redundant!

Looking at the legion officer walking towards him, he suppressed his anger and stepped forward, lowering his voice to question you.

"Where are the nuclear bombs? Where are your nuclear bombs?"

Looking at William's chest rising and falling violently, the officer just made a shushing gesture and tapped his mouth with his index finger to signal him to close his mouth.

Seeing the gesture indicating to shut up, Prince William knew that this was not the time to get angry. He took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"We need that thing, I'm mentally prepared... I don't know why you are still hesitating!"

"If you are worried about arousing the hatred of the residents of Luoxia Province, I can bear their anger for you and help you suppress those bed bugs——"

The officer raised his right hand, interrupting his chatter, and looked at him seriously.

"Mr. William, what we are facing now is an opponent whose performance far exceeds our expectations. They will adjust their tactics according to our tactics, and of course we will do the same. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, why would you Do you think plans can always keep up with changes?”

Prince William was stunned for a moment and narrowed his eyes.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's not interesting."

The officer didn't want to explain anything to the nominal marshal, so he passed by him and walked towards the camp not far away.

However, when he reached the door of the camp, the officer stopped and turned his face slightly.

"Never try to guess what Lord Griffin is thinking. He naturally has his own plans."

"Do what you should do, and we will naturally lead you to win this war."

After saying these two words, he opened the tent door and walked in. He came to a radio station, put the headset attached to the radio on his head, and reported the situation on the front line.

"The First Flying Squadron was intercepted by the enemy air force and we lost 21 aircraft..."

"The resistance of the defenders of the City of Fertility exceeded expectations. The armored units missing from Camp 530 appeared on the north side of the offensive spearhead. The 20,000th team responsible for the attack suffered heavy casualties, and the Japanese offensive was forced to end early..."

Although the reports were all bad news, there was silence on the other end of the radio.

It’s like it’s no surprise at all.

After a pause, the officer continued to speak in a respectful tone with respect and admiration on his face.

"In addition, the big fish has already bitten the hook, and they really can't hold it back anymore. Everything is just as you expected..."

…

On the other side, in a messy and fertile city, the majestic river embankment opened a gate and let in the tank unit that had previously supported them.

The soldiers guarding both sides of the road nervously looked at these tanks belonging to the legion, their eyes full of alertness.

Even though those tanks displayed the flag of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the fear engraved in their memories still made them instinctively vigilant.

What's more -

Not everyone likes these "honey badgers" who cause them trouble.

Prince Winter stood in the middle of the road and personally led a group of personal guards and officers to greet this friendly force that appeared at the critical moment.

The hatch on the top of the turret of the leading tank opened, and a man with a thick beard stood up from inside, raising his hand to signal the troops behind him to stop.

Looking at Yade getting off the tank, Prince Winter couldn't help but feel a hint of emotion on his calm face.

"You're actually here?"

"Yes, I'm here."

After walking in front of Prince Winter, Yard stretched out his hand and shook him vigorously, and glanced at the officers behind him.

A few people looked away, and a few looked at him with expressionless expressions... Only half of them were grateful at most.

This is normal.

Even now, many people in the Lion Royal Court still believe that as long as they hand over the royal family members of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the Falcon Kingdom will return their occupied territories.

And even if they don't hold such naive illusions, many people think that they are the cause of the war. If they are not taken in, the Falcon Kingdom will calmly sit down and negotiate with them after occupying Oasis No. 3, instead of continuing eastward.

Admiral knew about the battle at Camp 530, and he had obtained the information himself, so there was a problem. This group of people must have been causing trouble in the dark. If his allies hadn't arrived in advance, he might have died in the sand dunes.

Although he wanted to catch this man out and beat him up, he knew that now was not the time to pursue this matter.

Everything is based on the overall situation.

Moving his eyes away without any trace, Admiral naturally looked at Prince Winter in front of him.

"What's going on with those planes?"

"It's an Alliance aircraft."

"Do they have an airport here?" A look of confusion appeared on Yade's face. Obviously, he dared to come here not because of the alliance's instructions, but because of his own judgment on the battlefield.

Prince Winter shook his head.

"I don't know, those planes appeared suddenly. Thanks to them, otherwise we wouldn't have insisted on your coming..."

When he said this, the expression on his face was full of complexity.

When the Honey Badger royal family first went into exile (here), he strongly opposed the royal family to take in these people, but he never thought that one day his life would be saved by these people.

His Adam's apple moved, and Prince Winter continued.

"...Thank you for lending a helping hand. Although I cannot represent my kingdom, from today on, everyone standing here owes you a favor."

Yade grinned and patted the old man's arm.

"There is no need to say this. We are allies on the same front..."

Although he had made plans not to pursue the case for the time being, he couldn't help but place emphasis on the words "same front". The subtle hint was self-evident.

Several officers had embarrassed expressions on their faces and looked away subtly.

They knew in their hearts that it was really unethical to do what they did before.

Whether it was the wrong intelligence or the withdrawal of the guerrillas from the north, the ball was kicked to the Honey Badgers and the Nationalist Army to cover the friendly forces.

As for Prince Winter, his old wrinkled face had not changed at all, he just smiled faintly.

"You are right, we are allies on the same front, but I will still remember this favor."

As he said this, he suddenly remembered something, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it into Yade's hand.

"...By the way, there is a letter here, written to you by your brothers and sisters. They are now in Dawn City of the Alliance, and our mission happened to be there, so we helped them bring the letter."

Hearing the whereabouts of his younger brother and younger sister, a hint of surprise appeared in Yard's eyes. He grinned and immediately opened the letter handed over by Prince Winter.

There were two letters in the envelope.

One is from his brother, the acting king, and the other is from his sister, Princess Avni.

He wanted to save the good stuff for later, so he opened his brother's letter first.

Skipping the opening words, he looked directly at the middle of the letter.

[…I don’t know if you are well, please don’t worry about our safety. The alliance’s management is an enlightened leader. Although our routes are different, he respects our beliefs and choices. 】

[After the war ends, the residents of the Honey Badger Kingdom can freely choose their future lifestyle, as long as we promise to treat the descendants of the survivors well and always stand on the side of the people. I didn't understand everything he said, but I thought I got what I wanted, and the price wasn't too hard to accept. 】

[We all agree that peaceful development is the way to end chaos. Under a consensus, we will become partners. 】

Ad grinned.

This bastard's writing is still so frivolous. He just wants to report that he is safe. He has to go around in so many circles. The important things are hidden in a lot of nonsense.

"Oh, I didn't recognize you as the king."

But the matter of the throne can also wait until later.

What we need to do now is to drive away the invaders.

Drive away the invaders who occupied the Honey Badger Kingdom, and drive away the invaders who invaded Luoxia Province.

He opened the letter from his sister.

Unlike his annoying brother, Avni was much more comfortable to look at.

Not only did he have beautiful handwriting, he was polite, and he didn't suffer from the bad habits of officials and nobles. He just reported that he was safe in the tone of a family member, and then chatted with him about his current situation.

Including her life in Dawn City, her recent collection of books, and her new friend—a little girl named Shuangxue.

A smile appeared on Ade's face, and his calloused index finger rubbed his thick beard.

At first, I heard that guy Sommer said that they wanted to marry their lovely sister to a pagan, and that she would be married far away (Luoxia Province). As the eldest brother, he was strongly opposed to it.

The outside of the oasis is desolate, let alone a barbarian land far away from the sea of ​​​​sand where the spirits are sheltering?

I heard that the people there were not well fed and had no clothes to cover their bodies. In order to survive, they even exchanged their children for food. Some of the plunderers even believed in barbaric beliefs. They threw the captives into pots and cooked them. They were simply more barbaric than wild beasts.

Although merchants from the east described the Dawn City as a clear stream in the darkness, after all, it was located on barbarian soil.

Even if there is a difference, how big can it be?

Yard didn't believe in that fairy tale at all, but he only reluctantly agreed with Summer after hearing that the alliance had defeated the bone-chewing tribe that was also supported by the [Legion].

And this also made him feel guilty.

After all, in his opinion, this is undoubtedly treating his sister as a victim.

Using his family in exchange for victory would make him feel disgraceful even if he won.

But seeing his sister so happy, the uneasiness in his heart was relieved a little.

At least judging from the content of the letter, life there was not as bad as I imagined.

To be able to manage the territory in such an orderly manner, the managing son must be at least a person worthy of trust.

However, as he read, the expression on Yade's face became subtle.

Just like the letter his brother wrote, the second half of the letter is entirely about alliance management.

He admitted that he was a person worth mentioning, and considering [future] relationships, it was necessary for them to understand the man who ruled half the province.

There’s no need for you to keep asking him, right?

No matter what, he hoped that she would mention her fiancé at least to let him, the eldest brother, know whether that guy was a good person.

However, the letter said nothing about this.

And I don’t know which line it started from, but the tone of this letter became strange.

[…The alliance’s management is deeply loved by local residents, and I can feel that that kind of love comes from the heart, and is not a blind obedience or submission to power. 】

[I can see loyalty without falsehood in the eyes of the young man who is the captain of the personal guard next to him, and I can see longing without any ambition in the eyes of a girl who works in the guild... This is enviable, isn't it? ? Although I admit, this makes me slightly jealous. 】

Notice that there is something wrong with the expression on Yade's face. Prince Winter was slightly stunned and asked with concern.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Nothing."

Yade muttered with a complicated expression, folded the two letters and stuffed them into his pocket.

He felt he needed to talk to his sister...and his damn stupid brother Summer.

That guy is doing something extremely dangerous.

Of course, this will have to wait until the invaders are driven away.

However, compared to emotions such as nervousness and fear, his chaotic brain was filled with complex emotions that even he himself did not understand.

The culprit of all this is the last line before the signature of the letter——

[I may have fallen in love with him. 】

…

The sky is cloudless and blue.

The towering Iron Heart has its wings spread wide open and wide, and the propellers connected in parallel to the wings.

Not far behind it, planes slowly caught up and landed on the several-hundred-meter-long steel deck one after another.

The entire airship is like a ship floating in the sky.

It was Mosquito's imagination to build the Iron Heart into an airship, but in the end it was not Goblin Technology that completed this work, but the No. 81 Steel Plant of the Enterprise Ideal Group and the Alliance.

Although in the history of the earth, airship navigation was a failed invention, and the Akron and Macon are bloody and ironclad evidence, it may not necessarily be the case in the "game".

The Steel Heart does not use helium or hydrogen to provide buoyancy, but uses an anti-gravity system on the core of the frigate to resist gravity, so there is no need to worry about "violent collisions caused by airflow turbulence" or "the wings cutting the air bags" and so on.

And this is indeed the case.

The steel flying in the sky has a steady heart.

Not only that, the armor on the central axis of the airship is as flat as the ground, and because the bottom of the armor is facing the keel of the airship, there are no obstacles such as anti-aircraft guns installed, and there is no need to dismantle the anti-aircraft guns in order to clear the runway.

Just don't hit the 400mm mortar on the head of the airship.

A runway several hundred meters long is enough for a propeller-driven aircraft to land, and the airship itself can also provide a certain muzzle speed for the carrier-based aircraft, allowing the aircraft to take off on a shorter runway.

Although this will put a certain test on the pilot's driving skills and psychological quality, the alliance can still get it together with just twenty or thirty "ace pilots".

After getting out of the plane, the pig-headed brother held the wing of the plane with his right hand and said with emotion on his face.

"Hey...it's still fun to fly a big plane. It's been a long time since I've flown a little guy like this."

It's a pity that the "little sparrow" ran away in the end.

However, it doesn't matter if you win.

Brother Yubing and Huozi, who often worked with him as gunners, chuckled and asked.

"How many were shot down?"

Unprofessional, he shook his big ears and smiled sheepishly.

"Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it..."

On the other side, next to a W-2 attack plane.

Feng Qing hissed and jumped down while holding the cabin.

She took off her pilot hat, which was scratched by shrapnel, and shook her hair, which was blown into a chicken coop.

There were a series of bullet holes on the cabin, and the airflow that leaked in almost knocked the left half of her face unconscious. She had to hide away from her for a while before she recovered.

Also just got off the plane.

Guigui walked over curiously and looked around the cabin cover of her plane.

"What are you looking for?" Feng Qing looked at her curiously and blinked.

Gui Gui scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"Where's the poem?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing's face suddenly turned red and her toes dug into the soles of her shoes.

She held the guy's shoulders with her teeth and claws, and pushed her away from her car.

"Go away, go away, I don't know what you are talking about, I don't know the person you are looking for."

"Eh?! Don't you remember, it's that-"

"Ahhh! You, you, you, stop reading it!"

The noisy sound floated from the deck to the gangway leading to the lower level. The NPC aircrew responsible for putting the aircraft into the hangar looked at the pilots with admiration.

His energetic look didn't look like he had just come off the battlefield of Moment of Death, as if he had just gone to a banquet.

Just this courage and optimism that he was willing to accept death as his own was enough to make them admire and admire him wholeheartedly.

The other side of the airship deck.

Commander Quan Shui walked next to Mosquito (who had just gotten off the plane), looked around and asked.

"Where's Luo Yu? Why don't you see him with you?"

"He," Mosquito chuckled, "the management arranged another job for him."

Listening to these words, Commander Quan Shui's expression couldn't help but be a little subtle.

"...It seems it will take a few days before I can see [him]."

…

At the same time, the bridge is below the airship.

Vanus, who was following Chu Guang, frowned and pondered for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

"I still don't understand."

Chu Guang said pleasantly.

"What don't you understand?"

Vanus looked at him and asked.

"You knew this was a Griffin trap, why did you send the airship to the front line?"

Although the deployment location and strike type of nuclear bombs can be basically determined, Boulder City alone may not be able to defend against that thing.

Not to mention, they don't have the level of trust (intelligence sharing) in each other.

Chu Guang smiled faintly and said softly.

"Only a thousand days to be a thief, not a thousand days to guard against a thief."

Vanus was stunned for a moment, having never heard of this saying.

"What's the meaning?"

Chu Guangyan replied concisely and concisely.

"literal meaning."

"Since this sword of Damocles may fall at any time, why not let it fall today."

"You can think of it as taking advantage of the situation, or fishing for law enforcement."

The battle at the tactical level is a collision of iron and blood.

In terms of strategy, it is more about psychological games and intrigues that cannot be seen.

The current power of this game is in Griffin's hands, but that doesn't mean that guy has a chance to win.

Regardless of whether he took advantage of this vulnerability in the alliance, he deployed the nuclear bomb at the Lost Valley Airport as planned.

Or use every trick to throw the nuclear bomb directly into the capital of Fengrao to reduce the losses of your allies.

The alliance is already well prepared to deal with it.

The Death Corps has reunited with the Alliance mission and is on its way to the Great Rift Valley. The supply line to the north of the Legion will soon be cut off, while the Alliance's supply line is taking shape, and roads and railways are ready.

If Griffin has judged this, he will definitely speed up the pace of the war. Otherwise, even if his vassals win on the battlefield, they will eventually lose because of the overwhelmed logistics.

Therefore, he will definitely choose a more aggressive strategy and will definitely advance the time for the decisive battle.

The Skeleton Corps has set out from the western border of the alliance, and 35 of the latest models of tanks and 60 light and heavy trucks are rushing to the Lost Valley east of Oasis No. 4, preparing to capture the airport there.

Following Chu Guang, he rushed to rescue his ally, the Storm Troops, and he was ready to go in the airship.

Although the airship carries the Marine Corps, which is only a thousand-man team, they are all elites.

The levels and individual combat capabilities of these players may not be at the top of the league, but the Storm Corps' various abilities are definitely the most balanced.

Whether it is organization or combat style, they are the closest to the regular army.

For example, the Burning Legion is the spear of the Alliance!

Then they are the Alliance's shield!

Staring at the handsome face on the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang took a deep breath and muttered to himself in a gentle voice.

"...Come on."

He has completed all deployments.

now--

It's your turn to play your cards.