This Game Is Too Realistic

"Confirm impact point!"

"Damn, it's ten meters to the left!"

"Correct correction——"

"Loading complete!"

Within the courtyard wall of the Governor's Palace, the towering gun barrel spurted out thick tongues of flame and fired a 100mm high-explosive bomb towards the street near the port.

Stepping over the shell casings thrown from the barrel, the loader skillfully stepped forward to finish loading and closed the breech. The gunner also calibrated the shooting parameters at the same time and was preparing for the next round of firing.

However, he just ran away with the match rope and before he could pull the match rope, he was slapped on the back of the head.

"Are you crazy?! Open fire on Tulip Street?!" Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The officer strode over, grabbed him by the collar and cursed loudly.

There is Tulip Street!

No one who can live in that place can be offended by him!

The gunner was so confused by the scolding that he stammered.

"Yes, but they are right there..."

"That's not—"

Before the "Xing" stuck in his throat came out, three whooshing sounds came roaring through the air.

Before he could react, the explosion's flames carried shrapnel and poked him through the sieve, and flew into the sand pit ten meters away along with the remains of the scrapped 100mm artillery.

Overlooking the artillery position covered by explosion dust through the drone, the intelligent player standing next to the mortar position let out an excited shout.

"Direct hit! Artillery destruction!"

"Well done!"

The morale of the force animals squatting next to the mortar was greatly boosted.

According to the coordinates provided by the observer, a group of gunners quickly corrected their shooting and continued to send supporting firepower to the friendly forces stationed around the periphery of Tulip Street.

Cannonballs fell from the sky one after another, and flickering flames spread out at the end of the street, kicking up billows of dust and gravel.

Facing successive mortar bombardments, the Jinlun Port city defense troops attacking the Burning Corps defense line were beaten so hard that they could not even lift their heads.

Without the support of their own artillery fire and no large-scale weapons to use, they left hundreds of corpses without even seeing the enemy's face clearly.

Tracers pierce through the smoke rising from the bomb craters, and the streets jump freely. Every flash of fire is a fresh life poured into a pool of blood.

"Come forward!"

"Put the thorn in their throats!"

"Their blood washes our streets!"

The soldiers behind the squatting bunkers and roadblocks continued to fall. In order to maintain the crumbling battle line, the centurion commanding from the squatting front line yelled at the soldiers behind him, urging them to step forward to fill up the battle line.

Listening to the boiling gunfire and the continuous roar of mortars, the soldiers behind the bunker could no longer bear the fear in their hearts and shouted loudly at the centurion.

"Sir! The firepower of those predators is too strong! We need firepower——!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a roar.

"There's no such thing! What are you using the guns for! Damn it, don't fire upstairs! I'm asking you to aim at people, but I'm not asking you to aim at the house -"

Looking at the recruit next to him with his gun raised, the centurion yelled, stretched out his hand, grabbed the barrel of his gun and pushed it down.

However, at this moment, a bullet flew over and shot the centurion through the head on the spot.

"Boom——"

The pupils of his eyes were dilated, and the centurion fell to the ground.

The brains and blood scattered on the ground startled the recruit holding the rifle next to him. He dropped his weapon on the spot and ran towards the back while crawling.

Seeing that their commander was killed in battle, all the soldiers could no longer control the fear in their hearts and abandoned their positions one after another and fled towards the rear.

In this way, less than ten minutes after a full hundred-man team filled the front line, the organized area began to collapse.

Seeing the friendly troops behind them fleeing without a trace, the soldiers who were thrown to the front line and unable to move could no longer contain the fear and despair in their hearts.

Regardless of whether they were dead or not, they inserted the thorns into the barrels of their guns one after another. Their roars drove away the panic in their chests, and they rushed forward without hesitation.

Facts have proved that this is no different from suicide.

A 10mm machine gun mounted on the third floor of a house facing the street was enough to kill the entire street. Thick tracers instantly knocked down the soldiers who were charging forward with their spears in their hands.

The battle was a complete one-sided massacre.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the 2,000-strong Jinlun Port City Defense Force had been killed or injured, and most of the remaining half were injured.

On the other hand, their enemies, a group of guys who had never revealed their identities from beginning to end, had not retreated an inch from the beginning of the gunfire, and still firmly occupied several streets near the port.

Looking at the mess scattered on the street and the corpses almost filling the craters, Captain Abinan, the commander of the city defense army, had horror written all over his face.

The fighting power displayed by the opponent completely exceeded his expectations.

If he continues to fight according to this trend, I am afraid that all the two thousand people in his hands will be lost!

This can't go on like this!

He yelled at the soldiers in front.

"retreat!"

"Everyone pull back!"

The sound was like rain after a long drought.

After finally receiving the order to retreat, the Xilan Empire soldiers who were struggling to support themselves behind the roadblocks and bunkers finally breathed a sigh of relief and abandoned their bunkers one after another and fled towards the streets behind them.

Seeing the Empire's troops begin to retreat, the Alliance did not continue to pursue, but stopped firing and watched them disappear in the direction of the slums.

On the other side, the battle near the Governor's Mansion also came to an end.

Sitting in the study on the top floor of the Governor's Mansion, Nihak shivered. Hearing the sound of gunshots getting smaller and smaller outside, he felt more and more terrified in his heart.

He knows very well who those people are outside. Even if they don't express their identities, those guys are definitely members of the alliance!

It's just that he can't figure out how those guys showed up here.

Could it be that when Dirang set off from Kinlun Port, the alliance already knew about the imminent attack on French Fries Port, so they simply sent people to wait on the Borneo Sea?

Where did the news leak out?

port?

Or... Tiandu?

impossible--

Nihak's brain was in chaos with fear.

This fear was far stronger than a month ago when the group of guys calling themselves the White Bear Knights made a big fuss in Jinqianlun Port.

He could feel that it was not some civil society organization that invaded the port this time, but a serious regular army! And it was the kind where Luoxia Province and the remnants of the legion’s eastward-expanding expeditionary force fought back and forth!

He did not expect that the alliance's counterattack would be so fierce, nor did he expect that the counterattack would come so quickly that he would not even have time to move from the Governor's Mansion to a safe place.

Holding his head, he let out a painful groan.

"Damn it...this is the will of Duke Qilawa. Why are you coming to me? You go find him! That idiot is your Dawn City!"

The gunfire outside had almost stopped.

The panic in Nihak's heart became more intense.

He stretched out his index finger tremblingly and opened a small crack in the curtain. Just as he was about to take a look at the situation outside, the door behind him was violently kicked open.

"FBI!"

"Anti-pornography!"

"Don't move!"

A group of people burst in, shouting in a language he didn't understand, and in the blink of an eye, the muzzles of black holes were touching his forehead.

Nihak raised his hands in horror and screamed as he looked at the black exoskeletons crowded into the study.

"I surrender! Don't! Don't kill me!"

A player wearing an exoskeleton walked up to him, took out a board and took a picture of his face. The comparison confirmed that he was the governor of this settlement.

Putting away the board, Bai looked at him with a sniper and said.

"Nihak, the governor of Jinlun Port, we suspect that you are related to the attack on Fries Port the night before yesterday. According to the testimony of Captain Dirang and relevant insiders, the thousand-man team that attacked us was Jinqilun. Please cooperate with us in the investigation."

There was no trace of blood on Nihak's face, and he couldn't even utter a retort.

Seeing that he didn't have anything to say, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and just attacked him.

"Take it away!"

Two players strode forward, picked him up from the ground, handcuffed him and led him out of the door.

The battle downstairs is over.

More than a hundred players who occupied the Governor's Mansion began to search the mansion carefully, not missing every detail here.

Honestly, the luxury here is astonishing.

Whether it is the magnificent door, the marble floor tiles and the reliefs on the supporting columns, they all reflect the ultimate luxury.

And it's not just luxury.

The electrification rate of the entire Jinlun Port is less than 1% of 100%, but here it has reached an astonishing 99% of 100%.

There are not only double-door refrigerators, artistic lighting fixtures, elevators connecting each floor and digital central air-conditioning, but also viewing rooms and conference rooms equipped with holographic systems.

Unimaginable.

These industrial creations unexpectedly appeared in a settlement near the food and clothing line where the vast majority of survivors were still struggling.

However, this doubt did not last long, as the four players entered the kitchen and the case was quickly solved.

"...Good guy, it's actually produced in Dawn City?" Looking at the trademark under the corner of the refrigerator door, the player with the rifle hanging on his chest had a surprised expression on his face.

His nickname is Yin and Yang Miao, and his sequence is the famous version of Abandoned Son, Strength and Animals.

The three teammates behind him are [One Step to the Sky], [Half Years Wasted] and [No Family]. Like him, they all obtained the sealing beta qualifications on the eve of the Huangsha Wanyi expansion pack, and their levels are all the same. Fifteen or sixteen, it is considered the backbone of the server.

"I am the villain?" No one in the family whistled, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

Not just the refrigerator.

The ovens and microwaves here are actually produced in Liming City Industrial Zone, and the trademarks on them have not even been removed.

These industrial products that ordinary people cannot afford have obviously not improved the lives of local survivors, and may even make their lives worse.

After walking around the kitchen for half a year, he rubbed his chin in thought and said.

"It was probably exported to Camelback Kingdom, and then sold here from Silver Moon Bay."

No family member suddenly asked on a whim.

"How many slaves does it take to replace such a refrigerator?"

Reaching the sky in one step: "...Ten? Ten?"

Half a year wasted: "It's too much, no matter what, a refrigerator can't sell for tens of thousands of dinars... I guess seven or eight should be enough."

A refrigerator in Shuguang City only costs about 800 to 1,000 silver coins, which is equivalent to the price of 4 to 5 assault rifles. Most residents can buy one by saving half a month's salary. Even based on the minimum hourly wage, just over a month is enough.

But if you think about it this way, the survivors in this settlement are indeed pitiful, and they are even worse than a refrigerator.

The four of them left the kitchen and entered the basement along the corridor, arriving at a warehouse that was probably used to store the Governor's private collection.

Looking at the locked door, the four players had excited expressions on their faces.

"Stand back, I'll come!"

Finally waiting for the opportunity to show off, he accidentally took a step forward, spit into his palm, and then kicked the closed door with all his strength.

Relying on the driving force of the exoskeleton and the power of dozens of points, this kick actually kicked the door several meters away.

The essence of strength is that it is best at this time.

By accident, they raised their eyebrows and were about to show off. Suddenly, screams came from the room behind the door. Several people quickly set up their rifles and rushed in, only to find that there were two trembling women hiding in each other's arms. .

They have beautiful looks, and their thin pajamas can't cover their curvy figures at all, and a large area of ​​snow-white skin is exposed. They must have been in such a hurry when they wanted to hide here that they didn't even have time to put on a coat.

Seeing the uninvited guest who broke into the room, the woman with long flaxen hair shrank back and asked in fear.

"You, who are you?"

Several players looked at each other and didn't know how to deal with it. Yin and Yang accidentally reported the situation here to the centurion, then looked at her and said.

"We haven't thought about it yet. We will let you know when we think about it... Are you the governor's wife?"

"No...I, I..." For some reason, the woman suddenly started to hesitate and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Worried about offending the people in front of her, the sisters squatting next to her immediately sold her.

"She is the wife of Director Bihaji... the director of the Port Guard Bureau."

Half a year wasted: "?"

Reaching the sky in one step: "???"

A strange combination of circumstances: "...?"

Without any family members, he was also stunned. His focus soon changed to other places. He looked at the woman who spoke curiously and asked.

"What about you? Are you the governor's wife?"

The woman looked slightly embarrassed and hesitated for a long time without speaking.

On the other hand, the wife of the director next to her, whose identity was exposed, glared at the sister angrily and gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

"She is the wife of the head of the tax office, Gula Manki."

The two looked at each other, their gazes almost sparking with anger. If someone hadn't been watching, they might have started fighting on the spot.

The four players looked at each other again, exchanging confused glances.

After a long time, the half-year-old sighed and said with emotion.

"The game these guys play is quite varied. Too..."

No family member nodded seriously and spoke in a critical tone.

"Please take me with you next time."

A strange combination of circumstances: "..."

…

The discovery in the collection room of the Governor's Mansion was just a small episode, and the two were temporarily sent to stay with the family members and servants of Governor Nihak.

Compared to the wife of the Director of the Security Bureau and the Director of the Taxation Bureau, the collection of Governor Nihak in the collection room was more interesting to the players present.

As a suspect in planning and attacking Chip Harbor, his property was to be confiscated to make up for the ammunition lost that night in Chip Harbor.

As for the extra, of course it will be given as a task reward to the players who participated in the action.

However, to the surprise of all players, the collection collected by the governor was not a mountain of gold, silver and jewelry, but instead contained some strange objects.

Some of them look like relics from the pre-war era, such as a well-made magnetic levitation car body, an android from Prosperity Era 85, and even a relatively well-preserved vending machine and credit card. There are public-style coffee machines here.

In addition to these large items, there are also some weird and small items, as well as a large number of holographic cassettes and game memory cards from the pre-war era.

The reason why there are so many things from the Age of Prosperity here may be due to Governor Nihak's personal addiction to gossip.

However, what is puzzling is that such a guy who is crazy about the era of the Prosperity Era does not have the slightest yearning for that era in his heart.

Players can only try to understand.

Perhaps this Mr. Governor is only obsessed with those miraculous and magical technologies, but he doesn't care at all about where those technologies come from.

Otherwise it would be difficult to explain why they are framed here.

But no matter what, being able to harvest so many well-preserved pre-war cultural relics is definitely an unexpected surprise for the Burning Corps.

The scientific expedition team will be interested in these things.

Whether it is for sociological or engineering research purposes, boss Yin Fang often offers high prices for valuable Prosperity Era antiques.

The players who had searched the entire villa gathered in the lobby, and the leader briefly explained the current situation and the next battle plan.

"The brothers of Team 1 have crippled the city defense army in Jinlun Port. The group of soft-footed shrimps have now withdrawn to the slums to organize a defense line and wait for reinforcements. The first phase of the offensive has been successfully completed."

"The new mission has been issued. The headquarters plans to turn this place into a temporary station so that we can monitor the urban area north of Jinlun Port. We will be active in this area in the next few days. In order to ensure that we For area control, we need to do two things now, one is to strengthen the defense here, and the other is to evacuate nearby local survivors. "

"The opinion of the command is that we can give the locals a sum of money to move them from the area as soon as possible to avoid accidental injuries in a subsequent fight."

There is no international law in the wasteland, but civilian casualties must be avoided as much as possible, whether for the sake of the alliance's reputation or the smoothness of their operations there.

An intelligence player raised his hand.

Let me take a sniper to watch him.

"say."

The man said immediately.

"Where does the money come from?"

He continued speaking concisely and concisely.

"Of course it comes from the pockets of our enemies. I was about to say this. The largest bank in this settlement is on Tulip Street. It is currently under our control. Dinar and Cr are against us It has some recycling value, but those Xilan coins are just waste paper. In short, we now have a budget of about 100 million Xilan coins to do this."

Everyone took a deep breath after hearing this.

"That guy!"

"One hundred million?!"

"It would be great if it were silver coins."

The leader coughed slightly, interrupting everyone's startled discussion.

"Stop dreaming and let's get down to business. There are about 500 houses that need to be demolished. It's quite troublesome... Which of your teams is willing to do this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, one hand was raised in unison.

"Me me me!"

"Look at me, boss! I'm not afraid of trouble!"

"My house has been demolished before, so I'm familiar with this job!"

"Damn it! Are you going to pretend to do this?"

Everyone was vying for it. In real life, there was no chance to experience the feeling of drawing and splitting words for others. In the game, there was a chance to enjoy it.

Seeing that everyone wanted to do this task, he scratched his head and simply poked at the VM screen with his eyes closed.

"...Something happened, so you took your team member and got it done as soon as possible."

Looking at the envious looks in everyone's eyes, he smiled and did not forget to show off and show off.

"I'm in danger, brothers, take the first step!"

Seeing how he acted like a good boy after getting a bargain, the players next to him couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Get out of here."

"Be careful of being shot in the dark by fellow villagers."

"Tsk."

I couldn't help but see this stupid captain raging with hatred, wasting half a year and dragging this guy out of the crowd.

…

It is still difficult to occupy an entire settlement of millions of people with only five hundred people.

The densely packed slums are like intricate anthills, and the undulating terrain turns the anthill into a three-dimensional maze.

If you rush to send troops into the country without being familiar with the terrain, you may fall into the dilemma of being attacked from both sides because your troops are too scattered.

So before the battle began, Burning Legion players discussed the strategy of the entire operation on the forum - to shrink the combat area to the neighborhoods near the port.

The most critical facility of the entire Jinlun Port is the port.

As long as the port is in hand, they can move forward and retreat at ease and obtain a steady stream of supplies from the sea.

Not only that, because the most valuable area of ​​the entire settlement is in their hands, the empire's army will have some scruples even if it wants to attack them.

And compared to the mud houses in the slums that can be kicked down with a kick, the houses on a few streets near the port are much more reliable as bunkers.

At the moment when the port area of ​​Jinlun Port was being opened, the imperial capital far away on the west coast of Borneo Province was filled with joy.

Under the early morning sunshine, the convoy of envoys from the legion passed through the north gate of Tiandu. Under the welcome of the survivors, they headed towards Fang Yan of the Imperial Heavenly Palace.

There is the palace of His Majesty the Emperor.

It was both his resting place and the place where he met with his ministers.

Sitting on the armored off-road vehicle, McClung looked out the window boredly at the people cheering and celebrating along the way, but he still smiled and waved to them.

When he was tired, he closed the shade of the car window and cursed to the adjutant beside him.

"Why are there so many people here?"

The dark head could not be seen to the side at a glance.

The adjutant said softly.

"After all, this is the capital of the Xilan Empire, so it is normal for there to be many people."

McClun pouted.

"I know it's their capital, but so many people are outrageous... Are these guys all rats?"

The adjutant coughed slightly and reminded him in a friendly manner.

"They are our partners...at least for the time being. I hope you can pay attention to respecting them a little bit, unlike when you were in the Falcon Kingdom."

Borneo Province is considered the sphere of influence of the Triumph City Civilian Group, and the Legion's diplomatic posture in this area is to win over. This is an instruction personally given by His Majesty the Marshal.

The civilian officials of the legion have been operating here for many years. Relying on the equipment that the military attachés were tired of playing with, they bought many hard-working servants for the Triumph City, and also sent a large number of servant troops to the Western Front. , even the Xilan Empire is one of their political achievements.

He didn't want this muscular military attache to mess things up.

McClung said impatiently.

"knew."

The adjutant gave him a surprised look.

This was the first time that the two of them had a fight. He thought that General McClun would be more difficult to deal with than he thought, but he didn't expect that this guy was unexpectedly very talkative?

This was completely different from what he heard from his wife.

McClun ignored the guy, leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Since he spent half a year in prison in the league, he seems to have changed as a person, from being arrogant and domineering to becoming much more gloomy and restrained.

Especially after hearing about General Griffin's death.

Whether he was frightened by the cruelty of the factional struggle or what, when he returned to Triumph City, he was in a state of self-exile, drifting away from the core of power.

Even if a faction offered him an olive branch, he ignored it. Over time, he became a marginalized person in Triumph City, and he has not been appointed as the new airship commander to this day.

And still in the capacity of Captain Ten Thousand Stars.

This time, a civil servant group that was outside the core of power extended an invitation to cooperate, asking strategic allies of his army to serve as military advisors.

Maybe he wanted to go out and relax, so he readily agreed without much hesitation, but he kept a straight face the whole way here.

The motorcade stopped at the gate of Tiangong.

The officer who got off the co-pilot opened the door for the two people sitting in the back, and a towering giant tower came into view quickly.

The shape of the tower is flat, like a rectangular parallelepiped with edges and corners, and the walls are as steep as a mirror. The most shocking thing is not its majestic outline, but that it is like a flat book, floating ten meters above the ground, with only an artificially carved marble staircase standing between it and it. connected.

There is only one possibility to escape the constraints of gravity for this majestic edifice.

Looking at the majestic "palace" in front of him, McClun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Anti-gravity device?"

The adjutant nodded slightly and said softly.

"Yes, its core is a cargo starship. You should be familiar with that thing."

McClun snorted noncommittally.

"It's such a luxury to use this thing as a palace."

"After all, this four-million-square-kilometer peninsula is the only 'reservation', and the deserts and mountains have blocked too many things for them. If you stay here for a while, you will know what is going on. Being born here is A kind of luck, but also a misfortune..." the adjutant said softly, when an officer suddenly ran up to him and whispered a few words in a hurry.

The adjutant's expression suddenly changed after hearing this.

Keenly catching the change in his expression, McClun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What's up?"

"It's nothing. There is a small situation in the east of Borneo Province... But it's not a big deal. You don't need to worry about it. We will solve it through diplomatic channels." The adjutant looked a little embarrassed and answered evasively.

McClun's brows furrowed even more tightly, staring at him intently.

"What is it? I order you to tell me immediately."

The first level of official rank is overwhelming, let alone so many levels lower. After all, the adjutant could not withstand the pressure and had to say it.

"Alliance soldiers landed at Jinlun Port——"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw McClun turning his head towards the side of the motorcade.

The adjutant was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect this guy to react so strongly, and he quickly went up and grabbed his arm.

"Wait, General McClung, you...what are you doing?!"

Turning his head to stare at this guy, McClun cursed angrily.

"What are you doing? You said you wanted me to come here to train the Empire's soldiers, but you didn't say you wanted me to fight with the Alliance!"

It's not that he's afraid of those blue gophers.

It's just that he doesn't even have a decent unit at hand now, so he relies on these cannon fodders to fight the alliance. It's useless even if they give away all the heads, so he might as well accept the surrender.

Holding McClun's arm tightly and not letting go, the adjutant explained hurriedly, dumbfounded.

"You, please don't get excited. They only landed a team of a thousand men, and it was in the easternmost part of Borneo Province. We are in the west...and we have not heard about the alliance officially declaring war on the Xilan Empire. There must be some misunderstanding!”

McClun stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you sure? There is only one thousand-man team?"

The adjutant nodded quickly.

"I'm sure! Our intelligence network covers the entire peninsula, I can guarantee you! Things are definitely not what you think..."

A team of thousands.

It's difficult to capture Jinqilun Port, let alone get here.

Realizing that he seemed to be overreacting, McClun couldn't help but blush, shook off the hand holding his arm, and coughed hard.

"Next time, finish your words in one go. Don't do it like squeezing out toothpaste."

You didn't even give me a chance to finish my sentence...

The adjutant gave a wry smile, complaining in his heart, but in the end he was trying to save some face for the captain, and remained silent.

At this moment, surrounded by ministers, a man dressed in luxurious clothing stood on top of the stairs leading to the Heavenly Palace.

A hearty and heroic smile and an overjoyed welcome came together.

"Welcome! Friends from the north!"

"You are finally here!"

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