This Game Is Too Realistic

Fang Chang's concerns are not unreasonable.

The prerequisite for encircling a point and calling for reinforcements is that the besieged defenders still have a shred of will to resist.

For the nearly three thousand imperial soldiers who were surrounded in the "Kraba Market", whether they owned this thing was obviously a mystery.

But compared to simply capturing a prince, he actually has a greater ambition...

Camp Lowell.

The murderous dagger wearing an exoskeleton found Lacy, who was sitting on an ammunition box playing with LD-47, and got straight to the point.

"Come to life."

Putting the new toy aside, Lacy stood up and jumped off the ammunition box, bowing and nodding.

"At your command, my lord."

He didn't talk nonsense about killing people. He then took out a tablet and stuffed it into his hand. He clicked on the map and the battle plan listed next to the map with his index finger.

"About three thousand remaining soldiers retreated to the Kelaba market. They commandeered the houses and all available bunkers in the market, and used the remaining ammunition and individual anti-armor weapons to build a new line of defense around this area. The good news is that they drove out As for the civilians in this area, we can freely use all available support firepower. As for the bad news, we haven’t seen it yet.”

"But even so, you still can't be careless and underestimate the enemy. I don't want a group of water dogs to suddenly regain their confidence. You need to do what we say, step by step, first surround this market, and then Put pressure on the besieged troops from four directions, southeast, northwest, and force them to break out..."

Pointing his index finger on the map, Murderous Dagger paused and continued.

"...We speculate that they will not go to the north, and the east and west sides are good choices. In order to reduce uncertainties, we need you to exert more pressure on the west and conduct some feint attacks appropriately to let them try their best. The east side may be chosen as the main breakout area.”

Laci frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"Why let them go? I can catch them all for you."

The killer said patiently.

"This involves the first step of the plan. We hope to intercept them as they retreat and drive some of the deserters to a position outside the settlement. Taking advantage of the support of the tens of thousands of troops outside the settlement, we will flee outside the city. The people were eaten together with the tens of thousands of people lying outside the city."

This method can be regarded as an alternative to encircling the point and calling for reinforcements.

Alaya, who was stationed outside the settlement, made no new moves after dispatching a team of 10,000 people into the trenches on the front line. It seemed that he planned to let the defeated troops in the settlement organize their own troops to break out and reinforce them. The troops mainly focus on cover.

It seemed that General Alaya did not intend to lose more soldiers for this stupid attack plan, and this happened to further prove that the attack itself was an accident.

Just like the thousand-man team that "landed" at the French Fries Port.

There was an expression of surprise on Lacy's face, both at the plan of the Alliance brothers and at their appetite.

That's a whole team of ten thousand people!

And he is also the most elite ace in the empire!

However, there was no timidity on his face. He just thought about it briefly and asked an irrelevant question that he was curious about.

"If you want to release them, why don't you pick them up from the north? Isn't it closer there?"

The murderous dagger was stunned for a moment, looking at this guy with a strange expression, and then asked.

"Would you instead run north?"

Laci was also stunned for a moment.

Why not?

Regardless of the confused expression on this guy's face, the killer raised his head and glanced at the sky, then continued speaking in a hurry.

"It was getting dark and we judged that they would choose to rest for the night and hold on to their position until dawn on the next morning. Generally speaking, that is the most relaxed moment and the most suitable time to break out... This is the plan. If there is a new situation, We will notify you of the changes, and now we need you to act immediately.”

With a fierce look in his eyes, Lacy reached out and picked up the rifle that was placed next to the ammunition box, and nodded seriously.

"Leave it to me."

Looking at Lacy who turned around to the radio station in the Qianji camp, the killer suddenly remembered something and spoke to stop him again.

"etc."

Lacy stopped and looked back.

"Is there anything else?"

The murderous dagger pointed at the tablet in his hand.

"There are a few people up there that we want to keep alive. There are others. If someone tries to surrender, try to keep them alive if you can... Remember, the living are worth more than the dead."

Lacy nodded slightly.

"As commanded."

…

Kraba Market.

This is the largest market in Jinlun Port. It is located in the center of the northern city. It is composed of hundreds of shops and stalls, surrounded by rows of square houses.

Usually these stalls are usually filled with colorful food, spices, textiles, trinkets, animals on ropes, and even some old electronic products and mechanical clocks shipped from other places.

Not only the poor and citizens will come here to buy daily necessities, but some big businessmen and small nobles in luxurious clothes will also come here on a whim, looking for some strange goodies or from those who don’t know how to buy them. Pick up leaks.

It is no exaggeration to say that anything owned by the Xilan Empire, whether it is cheap red clay or toys produced in Ideal City, can be found here at any time.

Normally this market would be busy from dawn to sunset, and today it was as lively as ever.

The only thing that's strange is that the bustling crowd has changed from merchants shouting and selling and customers choosing and choosing, to a group of "grey wolves" fleeing...

"Stop! What are you doing!? This is my house, you can't-ah, it hurts!"

A man in his thirties was grabbed by the arm and thrown out of the door by a soldier. He was thrown out onto the street with his two disheveled wives and six children.

Judging from the clothes and appearance of this family, although their status is not high, they are definitely not snakes, rats, insects or birds.

But this made no difference to a group of defeated soldiers who had just suffered a defeat.

Not listening to the angry-looking man's argument, the soldier then raised the muzzle of his PU-9 submachine gun and pressed it against the man's forehead, yelling.

"This is not your home! Now! Immediately! Leave! If you don't want to ask for trouble!"

The cold touch made his heart feel like it was falling into an ice cave. His hands and feet felt cold, and his lips trembled, unable to speak.

There is another house not far away.

An old woman hugged a soldier's leg tightly and refused to let go. She begged and begged, but she was kicked in the door.

Not long after, there was a burst of gunfire, and then a group of soldiers carrying a machine gun crossed the bleeding threshold.

The man was completely stunned, and a warmth flowed down his trouser legs to the ground.

After glancing at the man who was so frightened that he peed his pants, Dilip didn't even bother to speak and simply crossed the threshold and entered the house.

The guard following him reached out and grabbed the man's collar, pushed him to the ground, and said a cold word.

"This is for your own good."

"Get out!"

The man didn't dare to stay, so he stood up and hurriedly pulled the whole family away without even bothering to brush off the dust on his body.

The entire market was in a mess, and the disgraced residents were pushed out of their homes without even having time to pack their luggage.

A group of people huddled at a loss on the dirt road two streets away from the Kraba Market, looking at the unfamiliar streets around them at a loss.

There was a frightened mother running around looking for her missing child, a well-dressed man hesitantly knocking on a nearby door to ask if he could take her in for the night, and someone unbuttoning a piece of bread so hard that it could break his teeth. …

Children separated from their relatives huddled on the ground and cried bitterly, devout believers clasped their hands in prayer, and some sat on the ground in despair and muttered.

"What should we do?"

"How long are they going to stay..." A gray-faced man muttered in a low voice, "Are we just going to wait here if they don't leave?"

The old man next to him sighed, with a sad look on his face.

"...We can only wait."

At this moment, everyone's fate seems to have temporarily changed, no matter what shape of label is attached to them.

Looking at the gradually melting dusk of the street, some people rocked the children in their arms and hummed softly, some sang along, and some closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment of tranquility and equality, weaving together in the noise and chaos. a song……

They are actually quite lucky.

Most of the soldiers here have suffered defeat for the first time, and they still regard them as citizens of the empire. If they lose a few more times, it's hard to say what will happen.

The defeated army that retreated to Kelaba Market finally completed the construction of its defense line before dusk, and at this moment gunshots were heard from all directions.

They discovered that the demons surrounding them were not demons summoned by the alliance, but militia troops formed by locals.

And this also made the wolf soldiers trapped in the market extremely angry.

In their view, this is undoubtedly a betrayal.

Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of these militiamen was not overwhelming. Although they tried to launch several feint attacks under the cover of mortars, they did not have any obvious effect, so they resigned and changed to a siege. , and fire a cold shot from time to time.

But even so, no one dared to relax.

The rampaging big crab left a deep impression on them. No one can guarantee that those crabs will not follow the militiamen outside in the next round of offensive...

It was getting dark.

The double Japanese flag with a green background is still not flying on the roof of the Governor's Palace, but Prince Dilip, who is in trouble at this moment, has no time to dream about that unrealistic dream.

Glancing at the communications soldier who was still debugging the radio, he waved to his bodyguard to come over and gave instructions.

"I'm hungry, get me something to eat."

The guard nodded quickly and called the accompanying servants to prepare food.

After a while, a bowl of ginger-yellow paste with floating beans was brought up. In the basket that was brought up, there was also a small plate of onion juice and two pieces of pancakes sprinkled with sesame seeds.

Several of the guards guarding the room swallowed involuntarily, but Prince Dilip frowned.

"It's just beans."

The servant who brought the food said with a grimace.

"Sir, this is the only thing they have in the kitchen..."

Dilip frowned and twisted a piece of hemp rope.

The cake sprinkled with sesame seeds was okay and had a buttery aroma, but the beans were fed to animals and were not meant for human consumption at all.

After hesitating for a long time, Prince Dilip pushed the food away in disgust.

"Search in other houses, I want meat."

The servant did not dare to say anything, and the guards on the side nodded quickly and performed a military salute.

"yes!"

As he watched the guard leave, Dilip noticed that the other guards in the house were swallowing their saliva, so he ordered his servants to give them food.

Looking at the gobbling bodyguards, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up with a trace of ridicule.

A bunch of low-class people who have no respect for themselves.

The frustrated sense of superiority seemed to be recovered from elsewhere, and Prince Dilip felt much better.

At this time, the radio station was finally repaired and the communication with the rear headquarters was finally restored.

Overjoyed, Dilip immediately ordered the communications soldier to call the rear headquarters, then grabbed the phone and shouted before Alaya could speak.

"What the hell are you doing! Why haven't I even seen the shadow of a shell after I've been shouting for a long time?"

There was a rustling electric sound in the receiver, but there was no response.

Seeing that Alaya was frightened by his momentum, Dilip took a deep breath and continued in a gentle tone.

"Because of your poor support, there is a situation on the front line now, but it's not a big problem... I need reinforcements anyway. Give me another five thousand people and ten artillery pieces as well as more anti-armor weapons and explosives. The alliance doesn't know where to start. Where can I get an Ironhead? Damn it, we should borrow some tanks from the Legion!”

Alaya waited patiently for him to explain everything, and then calmly replied with only two words.

"Come back."

Dilip was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face turned red.

"You're ordering me!"

There was another long silence in the communication channel.

Seeing no reply for a long time, Dilip's originally sullen mood suddenly gave way to a trace of panic.

It was only at this moment that he truly understood his current situation.

He was not playing a war chess game with His Majesty in the palace, but standing on a real battlefield, even surrounded by enemy troops!

If you pretend that this guy leaves you alone——

Dilip's lips trembled. After waiting for a long time, he finally squeezed out a plea from his dry throat.

"help me."

There was finally an echo from the other end of the radio station.

"...Tomorrow at five o'clock in the morning, I will try to launch a round of artillery bombardment on the city near the Kraba Market to cover your breakout from the encirclement. There is a team of ten thousand people outside the city to pick you up. Listen, this is your only chance to avoid being attacked by the alliance. Prisoners, a chance to come back alive.”

Memorizing every word on the radio, Dilip nodded tremblingly.

"yes!"

Alaya hadn't finished speaking yet, so he paused and continued.

"...In addition, we do not rule out the possibility that our enemy will deliberately open a road for you to lure you away from the position, and then put you in his pocket and catch you all. Remember, before setting off, send people to conduct several feint attacks to test the strength of the firepower. Otherwise, it is easiest to do so. That’s the way to go.”

When the voice fell, the communication was also hung up.

Prince Dilip felt his back was soaked with sweat, and he sat down on the chair completely exhausted.

Looking out the window at the last glow that gradually sank into the roof, he seemed to be staring at the hope that was about to fall into darkness, his eyes filled with despair.

Hope I can survive tonight.

hope……

At the same time, at the command post more than ten kilometers away, Alaya slammed the phone on the table, and then sat on a chair with his eyebrows pressed in pain.

The surrounding officers were silent, and no one spoke.

Being able to rescue that idiot Dilip is already the best outcome, but it would also be better if he doesn't die on the way to break out.

At least they won't be captured by the Alliance.

Otherwise, another chip will be added to the enemy's hand.

As for the remaining nearly three thousand Gray Wolf Army warriors...

I can only leave it to fate.

…

The long night finally passed, and a flash of whiteness appeared on the dock of Golden Gallen Harbor.

However, it was not the first ray of sunshine that shone on this land in the morning that tore away the last trace of tranquility in the night. It was the deafening sound of cannons.

"Fire!"

The Gray Wolf Army's artillery position roared loudly, and 100mm grenades rose into the sky and fell towards the city near the Kraba Market.

Facts have proved that General Alaya has two brushes.

He spent the whole day yesterday testing the ultimate range of the Union artillery, and after completing the test, he dispersed the artillery beyond the effective range of the port artillery position.

But on the contrary, this distance is basically close to the limit of the range of the empire's 100mm howitzer.

One after another "Brownian motion bombs" were scattered in the city, only one-fifth of them landed around the Kraba market, and even one-fifth fell in the market.

As for the remaining fifth, no one knows where they will end up.

"Oh my god... these guys really don't regard the survivors here as their own."

Standing on the wall of Camp Rowell, Murderous Dagger looked at the billowing smoke rising from the city in the distance with a surprised look on his face.

If Dawn City hadn't been like this, he almost wouldn't have remembered whose territory the fight was on.

"It seems that there are indeed people in Kelaba Market who they want to take back at all costs." Looking down at the survivors under the wall who blocked the entrance, the kidney warrior said helplessly, "Who is going to explain to them? Once you encounter this kind of direct firepower... it's actually useless to break the wall. It's more dangerous for everyone to get together and fight."

To put it cruelly, a grenade hit the roof. Although it was almost certain death for the family, most of the fragments and shock waves could be buried by the wall.

From the perspective of minimizing casualties, the safest thing at this time is to stay at home instead of swarming on the street.

In particular, Camp Rowell is considered a strategic location. Even if it is not the main direction of attack of the Gray Wolf Army today, there is no telling what will happen tomorrow.

Murderous Dagger sighed.

"I'll go try it."

Although he felt that there was no point in doing so...

At the same time that the Gray Wolf Army's artillery launched an artillery bombardment on the northern urban area of ​​Golden Gallen Port, nearly 3,000 defeated troops trapped in the Kraba Market also began to break out.

Soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army holding rifles gathered along the edge of the building. In units of a hundred people, they launched a fierce attack on the militiamen outside the Kraba Market from the four directions of southeast, northwest, and southeast.

The gunshots echoing inside and outside the market were like firecrackers, and the bullets were flying like a shower.

The wooden stalls were pushed down on the street and used as shooting shelters, and soon they were riddled with bullets.

Soon a group of soldiers wrapped the broken bricks and soil blasted away by the shells in sheets and piled them on a two-wheeled truck to make a temporary shelter.

One person pushed a cart filled with obstacles and charged forward, while nine people followed behind, charging forward desperately while firing.

From time to time, someone was shot and fell, but someone else quickly took over.

Driven by the desire to survive, the soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army were like hyenas forced into a corner, bursting out with astonishing fighting power. In one moment, they defeated the militiamen who were several times their number and were unable to lift their heads.

Seeing the hope of escaping, Prince Dilip, who was hiding in a private building, excitedly stuck his head out of the window and yelled at the soldiers in the market with his hoarse voice.

"Rush over! The way home is in front of you! What's standing in front of you is just a group of cannon fodder! Hopeless garbage! Cowards who betrayed the empire! Use the rifles in your hands to tell them who is the real one? He is a true brave——!”

Fortunately, there were continuous gunshots and artillery fire all around, so the soldiers leaning on the bunker couldn't hear his roar. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether someone would have looked up and shot him.

Captain Satish, who was taking command nearby, happened to hear it. His brows twitched fiercely, but he could only suppress the anger in his chest and pretend not to hear.

What the hell!

㳔Who caused them to be trapped here?

Just as he was cursing, new news came from the front line.

A team of 100 people had successfully penetrated the defense line deployed by the puppet troops on the east side and opened a way to evacuate outside the settlement.

Listening to the good news reported by the frontline officers on the radio, the commander took a deep breath, returned to the downstairs of the private house where Prince Dilip was, and shouted "Hey" through the window of the second floor.

"...Sir, our soldiers have opened a gap in the east! Come down quickly, we will cover your retreat!"

Prince Dilip was just about to respond, but he suddenly remembered General Alaya's previous warning, and quickly swallowed back the words that had flowed to his lips.

"No! I won't fight from there! That's the alliance's trap! Have you forgotten how fierce their firepower was yesterday? How could they let us go so easily! This must be their conspiracy. They deliberately took us away from Let them go to the east and catch us all in one fell swoop!"

Hearing this willful speech, Satish almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

There is one thing to say, this analysis is indeed not unreasonable.

If he were the commander on the opposite side, he would also consider using the tactic of "surrounding three and defeating one", but shouldn't this be something discussed before starting the breakout? !

Now that the defense line has been opened, everyone has seen the hope of escaping. Why are you saying you can't escape from here? !

What a joke!

Does this guy really treat the people under him as war chess in the sandbox? !

"We have no choice!" Holding back his anger, Satish shouted at him, "In order to open this line of defense, we have abandoned at least more than five hundred brothers. Even if it is a trap, now we can only gamble. Rush over! This is the only chance! They can't capture everyone!"

"Captain Satish, I say it again! This is an order! The soldiers who have broken through the defense line continue to advance, and the remaining people break out towards...towards the north! If you refuse to obey the order, just wait for His Majesty to punish you!" Prince Dilip roared sternly, his pale face full of panic and madness.

To be honest, he didn't know what to do.

When he was deducing chess pieces on the sand table, there were no bullets and artillery fire flying all over the sky. Every wrong decision could cost him his life.

Perhaps the only thing that is a little better than Waihe is that he knows that no matter what he does at this time, it is better than doing nothing.

Just do what Alaya says.

If you lose, you can still pass the blame to that guy.

He felt extremely regretful now. He shouldn't have opened his mouth in the first place and asked Alaya to ask the five thousand people to attack the Governor's Mansion.

It's too late to say anything now.

The plan was not on the track he expected from the beginning, and every unexpected order made the situation worse.

If only the enemy could allow him to press the pause button and think about it...

Better let him take another look at his hand.

Satish looked at the prince standing on the floor in despair, stumbled back two steps, his lips trembled for a long time, and finally took the phone from the hands of the signal soldier and shouted in despair.

"The units that have broken through the defense line continue to advance! The remaining units launch an attack on the defense line on the north side of the market! Rush over to me at all costs!"

There is no point in doing anything now.

Loyalty to His Majesty would at least preserve his family.

Now that things have come to this, he can only break the jar...

…

East side of Kraba Market.

The continuous sound of gunfire suddenly died down and stopped without warning, like a candle flame blown out by a breeze.

The remnants of the Gray Wolf Army, which had already opened a gap in the encirclement, suddenly gave up their aggressive offensive.

Except for the hundred-man team that had broken through and was still moving forward desperately, the remaining soldiers turned their guns and headed towards the north of the market.

It was as if they were trying to tear apart the defense line, with no intention of rushing through the already broken defense line.

Without the support of subsequent firepower, the hundred-man team that broke out of the encirclement was quickly captured, with a gun pointed at the back of the head, and squatted on the ground in disgrace.

The already penetrated defense line to the east of the market was closed again under the hesitant movement of a group of militiamen.

This strange scene exceeded everyone's expectations.

If he was standing on the front line if he were not a human being, Lacy couldn't believe it.

But even though he saw it with his own eyes, when he heard the report from his subordinate on the intercom, he was still stunned for a moment.

"...are they really heading north?"

"Yes... they concentrated all their forces to break out to the north! Damn, these guys have gone crazy!" Noisy gunshots and rapid breathing came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, showing how anxious the battle situation was.

Lacy immediately asked.

"How are you doing? Can you hold on?!"

Frontline officer: "The problem... shouldn't be big! Although there are many of them, most of them are exhausted... Do you want to let them go?"

Feeling relieved, Lacy pondered for a moment and then decided to order Yu.

"Hold the position! Hold it at all costs! The brothers of the Alliance want the empire's dogs to roll to the east, and we must not let anyone go to the north!"

The frontline officer replied firmly.

"yes!"

Hang up the communication.

Lacy then ordered the subordinates beside him to withdraw the brothers who had filled the gap in the defense line on the east side of the market.

He knows very well who gave him the power in his hands, and he knows even more clearly that if he wants the alliance to always support him, he must show values ​​that match it. If you want to do this, completing the order is even more important than winning yourself.

He is eager to prove himself.

Even if he spends his last drop of blood, he will twist the necks of those hyenas back from the north!

He still doesn't believe it.

These guys really don't want to go east!

But——

Although the "master's order" is more important than victory, it is impossible to say that Lacy has no doubts in his heart.

Looking at the wide-open market entrance not far away, he was silent for a long time and then mumbled in a voice that only he could hear.

"I just said they would retreat north..."

At the same time, on the wall of Camp Rowell, the murderous dagger overlooking the battlefield through the quadcopter drone also had a confused expression.

He saw with his own eyes that the remnants of the Gray Wolf Army trapped in the market broke through the defense line on the east side of the market.

Before he could send an interception signal to the 3rd and 400th troops who had been lying in wait nearby for a long time, he watched the group of "grey wolves" suddenly give up their breakout and attack the north of the market.

What is this operation? !

"It's unscientific..."

He was mumbling over and over again, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

Just when he was about to report the abnormal situation to the temporary headquarters at the rear and request further instructions, the situation under the drone lens took a new turn.

As if they could no longer bear the continuous casualties, the remaining Gray Wolf Army soldiers gathered all their strength and launched a final round of fierce attacks on the defense line on the north side of the market.

The last burst of intense gunfire was somewhat of a flashback to despair, and both sides suffered huge casualties.

However, the militiamen who stood there still worked hard to maintain the defense line.

After several consecutive breakthroughs without making any progress, the remaining one thousand "grey wolves" finally collapsed and became a mess on the solid defense line.

But even so, they still did not choose to retreat from the east side of the market, even though the militiamen surrounding the market had left a door open for them there.

They abandoned their military officers, raised their hands in the air and crawled out of the bunker in despair. No matter how much their officers shouted, they couldn't stop...

Even after realizing that the scolding was useless, their commander raised his hands and walked out.

Not only did Murderous Dagger fall into silence, but Fang Chang and Lao Bai who were far away at the temporary headquarters were also stunned after hearing the news from the front line.

This ace that they have high hopes for...

Did you just vote like that? !