This Game Is Too Realistic

The battle at Kraba Market was over. The more than a thousand Gray Wolf Army soldiers all put down their weapons, held their heads in their hands and left the bunker.

Their faces were gray and depressed, and most of them had wounds that had not yet scabbed over their bodies. There was no trace of light in their gray eyes.

If losing to the Alliance would make them feel a little bit sad, then looking at the militiamen in front of them who couldn't even put together a complete piece of clothing, all that was left in their hearts was shame.

The militiamen drove them from the north to the east of Kraba Market, and a long line formed at the entrance of the market.

When the survivors watching from a distance saw this scene, they all had a look of disbelief on their faces.

"...His Majesty's army actually lost."

"That is the invincible gray wolf..."

"And he actually lost to the Yue tribe."

In fact, it’s not just the Yue people.

It's just that the slaves in Rowell's camp are mainly Yue people, so naturally this militia team is mainly composed of Yue people.

The devout believers looked straight in the direction of Kraba Market and murmured to themselves.

"Enter the sacred cow carrying the sun."

Things may really change this time...

Looking at the oncoming militiamen, Commander Satish's face turned pale. After several struggles, he finally handed over his gun.

The radio station has been captured, so even if he continues to resist, there is no point.

However, what he didn't expect was that after the man with bare arms took the gun from him, he took off the magazine and threw the gun back to him.

"Run east."

Satish was stunned.

"Varied--"

Just as he was about to ask what he meant, the man fired a shot in front of his boot without saying anything. The pebbles and dust that jumped up startled him.

‘Are you crazy? ! ’

Satish stared at him with wide eyes, asking silently, but saw that the man in front of him didn't seem to be joking. He could only walk back in three or two steps, and then started to trot.

He ran from the center of the market to the east, and no one stopped him along the way, until he saw a group of disarmed prisoners crowding the east entrance of the market.

What are they going to do? !

Satish's heart was filled with panic. Compared with the fate of being captured, the uncertainty of what was about to happen was obviously more terrifying.

A group of "grey wolves" standing at the east entrance of the market also looked at him dumbfounded, obviously not expecting to be reunited with their commander after being captured.

The confusion of a group of people did not last long. A man carrying an LD-47 rifle walked up to them and without saying a word pointed the gun into the sky and pulled the trigger.

"Tu tu tu tu—!"

The prisoners crowded at the entrance of the market were like frightened birds. They were all startled by the sudden burst of gunfire, and they all backed away helplessly. The survivors who were watching the excitement from a distance were also frightened and hid back home one after another.

The man looked at the prisoners with a ferocious smile, like he was teasing a group of frightened sheep. He pointed the empty-magazine rifle at them and made a "chuck" sound with his mouth.

Looking at the crowd who were retreating with frightened faces, he neatly knocked off the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one, then reloaded the gun with a click.

It’s self-evident what that action means—

This time it's a real guy!

Without him saying a word, the panicked prisoners turned their heads and fled in the direction of the Kraba Market.

Bullets whizzed past their heads, and the running prisoners had no time to think about it. They didn't even have time to see if the people around them had fallen. They just drove the group of stragglers towards the settlement, driven by the sound of gunfire. He fled hastily in the outside direction.

At the same time, Lacy, who was standing in the middle of the Kelaba market, contacted Fang Chang at the temporary command center at the far port through the headset hanging on his ear.

"According to your instructions, the prisoners are fleeing through the east gate towards the outside of the settlement. I separated a team of 100 people to follow them."

An echo came quickly on the communication frequency.

"...Copy that, good job. I need you to take everyone else to the north of the settlement to stand by. Our troops will be there to support your attack."

Although there is a slight deviation in the plan, there are still ways to remedy it.

Just confiscate the weapons of those prisoners and let them continue running.

At worst, wait until they run back to the position and catch them again.

Lacy said calmly.

"yes."

Although the intelligence showed that there was an entire army of 10,000 people waiting there, there was no fear or timidity in his heart.

After experiencing two battles, he knew very well who was invincible. It was not the Gray Wolf Army, nor himself, but the "iron men" standing behind him.

As long as those iron men are still standing behind him, there is nothing to fear...

After the communication ended, he immediately called the commanders under his command and ordered them to take their respective subordinates and move towards the north of the settlement as planned.

The alliance provided them with not only various types of small arms and ammunition, but also communication equipment distributed to the ten-man team.

It is precisely because of this that although they are a group of improvised skirmishers who are still very sparse in terms of combat experience, the communication barriers between commanders at all levels have basically been cleared, and the informatization rate is even higher than that of radio only. It's a little higher than the Centurion Gray Wolf Army.

Even if the order is sometimes not given clearly enough, it is just a matter of shouting out the love twice more.

At least there won't be a situation where the centurion can't find his ten-man team, and the centurion doesn't know where his centurion is.

With this plug-in alone, their starting point is already much stronger than many strike groups, not to mention those automatic weapons shipped from the port...

At the same time that the Avengers' First Corps withdrew from Kraba Market, in a three-story private house located south of the center of the market, a head was hiding behind the window on the second floor. His eyes looked out nervously through the gap in the curtains. Looking around.

Seeing that the thugs who occupied the market were evacuating, Prince Dilip breathed a sigh of relief, unaware that his body was soaked in cold sweat.

It seems that the sacred cow carrying the sun is still looking after him.

Although he unfortunately lost the battle, fortunately these stupid traitors did not search the entire market, but hurriedly went elsewhere.

Not only that, but the cowardly Captain Satish did not confess himself, allowing his existence to be concealed.

Maybe...

He could take advantage of those people to leave and sneak away without anyone noticing.

The alliance and the puppet troops didn't even know that you had been here...

Prince Dilip carefully left the window and turned around to discuss the matter with the guards in the room who were holding their breath.

However, before he could speak, he heard a flattering voice coming from downstairs.

"Yes first, right here..."

…

North of Golden Gallen Harbor.

At a frontline position less than one kilometer away from the city, in an observation post covered with camouflage nets, Captain Manu was holding a telescope and looking solemnly in the direction of the city in the distance.

The shelling of settlements had stopped, and they had wasted nearly five hundred rounds of precious artillery shells to cover the idiot's retreat. However, there was no movement at all in the quiet city, and he didn't even see a single figure. arrive.

The adjutant standing next to him looked at him nervously.

"Prince Dilip won't be in trouble, right?"

Manu smiled coldly and remained silent.

It would be silly if that were the case.

In contrast, he felt more sorry for the more than 5,000 brothers and sisters of the same race. They were all brave young men. Even if they were to die, they should die in a meaningful relationship.

Hope they can come out more...

At this moment, a group of figures suddenly appeared in the early morning mist. They ran forward in embarrassment, and there seemed to be gunfire behind them as they chased after them.

Manu's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously moved closer. His index finger quickly adjusted the magnification of the telescope to see further.

"It's our people!"

There was a hint of surprise on his face, but he soon became alert again.

No!

There's a problem!

There are too many people breaking out!

Hundreds of possibilities flashed through his mind quickly, but no matter which possibility it was, he could not imagine that the alliance would launch a counterattack towards their position with less than a thousand troops.

That’s so magical!

The "Iron Fist" rocket launcher provided to them by the legion can even penetrate power armor!

Coupled with the field artillery, flat 100mm howitzers and machine gun firepower on some hidden positions, he was confident of stopping even an armored force's attack.

But even though he didn't believe it, he still prepared for the worst and grabbed the walkie-talkie on the radio station aside to yell.

"Attention, everyone! Prepare to fight!!"

The roar of the call for battle echoed from the radio stations, and the harsh alarm bells also sounded in the position that was more than ten kilometers wide.

The battle order was issued from the Thousands to the Hundreds, and the soldiers hiding in the artillery holes rushed into the trenches in groups of ten.

The heads with helmets on them were like landmines buried in a pit, with dangling thorns hidden next to them.

However, the problem is also here.

The trenches were dug too deep!

And it's not just a certain section that's deep, but every part of the entire ten-kilometer-wide front near the front line. There are only a few slopes blasted out by artillery that can reach the outside.

But even that was reluctant.

Previously, these trenches were only used as bunkers to limit artillery damage. No one thought that the Alliance people might fight out from the Golden Gallon Harbor.

It is precisely because of this that no one cares about this trivial problem at all, and is even quite satisfied with this trench that was bought for free.

Now, several imperial soldiers on the entire front are facing an embarrassing problem——

Even if they jumped up, they couldn't see the people outside the trench, let alone aim their rifles at the target and fire.

However, the machine guns and field artillery were not affected. Most of their bunkers were dug out by the soldiers themselves.

However, it is precisely because of this that their positions covered with camouflage nets have received heavy attention from the alliance's supporting firepower.

At the same time that the army was defeated in a few seconds and fled from the settlement, a sound broke through the air and passed over the heads of the gray wolves in the trench.

Deafening roars resounded across the battlefield, and the raging shrapnel was like a violent storm, swallowing up several positions that were flashing with gunfire in an instant.

Seeing the artillery fire in front of them, the defeated troops who escaped from the city looked desperate, but the militiamen chasing them had their morale boosted.

They seemed to have seen the despair burning in the flames!

The thing they once feared turned out to be such a vulnerable thing!

Lacy felt as if a fire was burning in his chest, just like when he reached out to catch the pistol thrown into the crowd.

That is the flame of ambition!

The opportunity to become famous is right in front of you!

He will become a new myth, and not just in the minds of the Moon Tribe people.

Those "iron men" had even paved all the roads for him, and now all he had to do was to rush forward——

He will defeat the so-called invincible Gray Wolf!

"Come up with me!! Skin them! Tell those beasts who should be in the cage!"

He shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes bloodshot with excitement, and he raised the LD-47 rifle in his hand and fired suddenly forward.

It's like being on stimulants.

At the roar of the trumpet, nearly 20,000 militiamen with white gauze wrapped on their arms launched a charge towards the position outside Golden Gallen Harbor.

"Kill!!!"

The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth, mixing with the noisy gunshots and cannons.

At the edge of the settlement, the [Equipment Leader] lying in the "King Crab" all-terrain infantry armor looked at the position where artillery fire roared in the distance, and couldn't help but have a look of envy on his face.

"Oh my god, let's do something big sometime."

The [Sixth Man in the Corner] on the side replied.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to gather so many players."

The teacher with the tools chuckled.

"It doesn't have to be a player."

The old man in the corner looked at him blankly.

"You don't want your life?"

The two were chatting for a while, and the voice of Brother Fang came over the communication frequency.

"...Why are you still dawdling? Our friendly forces have arrived. They now need the cover of armored units. Act quickly!"

When the two of them heard this, their expressions suddenly became solemn and they shouted in unison.

"yes!"

At the same time that the temporary command headquarters' combat order was issued, the alliance troops scattered to the north of the settlement also launched an attack.

The five "King Crab" armors galloped towards the Gray Wolf Army's position at full power, firing as they moved forward. The two 20mm cannons roared out a long and thick tracer, and the machine gun and field artillery positions were called out one by one. , every time a fire is fired, there is a bloody storm.

Not only the "King Crab", but also the Alliance soldiers who followed the "King Crab" forward. Whether it was mobility, firepower or protection, they were more than one order of magnitude stronger than the Gray Wolf Army whose equipment had been eliminated by the legion.

Not to mention the soldiers themselves.

Everyone standing here has awakened for more than two times!

The gray wolves buried in the trenches could only watch as their own firepower points were disintegrated one by one without infantry cover. The rifles in their hands were like fire sticks and could not even pose a threat to the charging crowd.

Some people struggled to crawl out of the trenches and tried to counterattack with the Panzerfaust rocket launcher. However, the distance of nearly two hundred meters was obviously beyond the effective range of this thing.

Occasionally, one or two rockets shot out from the side of the trench. They didn't hit anything, but the person carrying the rocket launcher received special attention.

The bullets fired pinned the Gray Wolf Army soldiers who tried to climb out of the bunker to fight back to the ground. The continuous pouring of artillery fire suppressed the firepower of the rear support so that they could not lift their heads.

Captain Manuwan, who was standing in the observation post, had red eyes, half angry and half frightened.

The Alliance's armor is certainly terrifying, but it's nothing more than a piece of armor!

As long as the charging cannon fodder can be stopped, it is impossible to break through his position with only the alliance's less than a thousand troops!

However, what made him sweat anxiously was that the soldiers on the distant position looked as if their knees had been sawed off. One or two of them had their heads buried in the trenches and could not come out.

Finally unable to stand it anymore, he grabbed the walkie-talkie placed on the radio and shouted at the commander who was directing the battle on the front line.

"What are your people doing! Those animals are about to rush into your faces. They are still cowering in the trench. Open fire!"

The noisy sound of artillery fire and gunshots came along the radio, and there was a hint of trembling in the captain's voice.

"Sir... my soldiers reported that it wasn't that they didn't want to fire, but that the trenches were too deep and they couldn't even see outside."

Hearing these words, Manu almost spat blood on the radio and cursed loudly.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me earlier?!"

It's too late to say anything now.

The sound of gunfire has stopped.

The cannon fodder who fought out of the city chased the defeated troops who broke out of the encirclement and rushed to the frontline position under his command.

A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides at first. As several grenades exploded in the trenches, the Gray Wolf Army soldiers who could not even poke their heads out quickly gave up their meaningless struggle and shouted and scolded them under the shouts of the cannon fodder. Next, he threw the fire stick out of the trench that was useless.

The cheers of victory resounded on the battlefield, but unfortunately they were the cheers of the enemy.

The collapsed defense line was like an avalanche, and the trenches were like falling dominoes, captured by the overwhelming cannon fodder.

Manu's eyes were wide open, his eyes were about to burst, his bloodless lips were as white as paper, and the hand holding the telescope wanted to crush the tube into pieces.

He saw it with his own eyes.

The pride of the empire had guns pointed at their heads, and they walked out of the trenches in droves with their hands on their heads in disgrace.

Shame...

What a shame!

His subordinates are being captured by Cheng Jianqiu!

And it’s still a group of newly formed cannon fodder troops!

Since the founding of the Gray Wolf Army, there has never been anything so outrageous!

Seeing that the situation was over and there was no possibility of a comeback, Manu closed his eyes in despair.

At this time, his adjutant hurriedly broke into the observation post and gasped out of breath.

"Sir, the soldiers of the Alliance have already rushed up! If we don't leave, it will be too late. Let's retreat quickly!"

Manu opened his eyes, and his cloudy pupils no longer looked as energetic as before, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years.

"Let's go." Looking at the anxious adjutant, he said in a trembling voice.

The adjutant was stunned for a moment.

"Then you——"

Before he could ask, his respected commander pulled out his gun, pointed it at his chin, and responded with a gesture.

"boom--!"

The red and white were all mixed up in the camouflage net covering the observation post, as well as the glory he had achieved in the past forty years.

Although you will not die if you lose the battle, you will not die if you are captured.

He no longer has the shame to continue living...

…

The battle outside the Golden Gallen Harbor settlement was completely over.

During this period, the Gray Wolf Army located in the rear tried to launch several counterattacks, and even dispatched their only motorcycle troops and modified vehicles. In front of the alliance's mechanical troops, the rags were not even toys.

Power players equipped with power armor or exoskeletons can even stand and shoot while carrying a 37mm "heavy rifle".

In this sense, although they do not have the size and defense of tanks, they are no different from ordinary infantry fighting vehicles.

The "Chimera" wheeled infantry fighting vehicle of the Skeleton Corps has a barrel caliber of only 37mm, and the ammunition is even made of the same type.

After nearly a thousand corpses were thrown away, the troops who rushed to the front line for reinforcements were forced to retreat in embarrassment. A strange scene also appeared on the battlefield - tens of thousands of people were driven away by thousands of people. He ran until the supporting artillery fire from the Yongliu River came up, and then the rearguard stopped chasing.

The artillery position at the port set off a smoke screen towards the captured frontline positions, covering the 3rd and 400th troops who had invaded the enemy's hinterland, as well as the militia troops led by Lacy, withdrew to the settlements in batches.

䀴greet them.

It was actually the cheers of the local survivors.

"Holy shit...are we fighting in Dawn City or Golden Gallen Port?!" There was an expression of surprise on Lost Mengxin's face, especially when he took a bouquet from a girl in a long skirt. When it came time to spend, he almost even paid for it subconsciously.

Most of the survivors living in the suburbs are poor people without clothes. Those who have clean clothes are at least middle- and upper-class people.

In other words, the survivors who cheered their triumph were not just the paid poor people in the suburbs, but also the Japanese people who consciously ran over.

Normally, they would never leave their living area at will.

In addition to the bouquets presented, there were also flower crowns and garlands, and even more exciting hugs and sudden passionate kisses, but all the players were confused.

People from all walks of life here seem to be completely unconservative. Seeing that those strong men don't seem to want to refuse, some enthusiastic and unrestrained girls are becoming more and more bold in their behavior. They even take advantage of the brief moments of offering flowers and hugs. Leave your address in your ear in seconds...

On the other hand, they seemed much more reserved towards the militiamen who had white gauze wrapped around their arms. Maybe it was because they were too familiar, maybe it was because of their faith or some untrue rumors. Although they were very enthusiastic, they just sprinkled flower petals on them.

Laxi, who was walking in the militia, didn't care at all about the "preferential treatment" of the surviving people in the settlement.

When it comes to "Iron Man Worship", none of the surviving people who greeted him could compare with him. After all, he knew better than anyone how this victory came and who gave him his power.

The same goes for other militiamen. On the contrary, some who have been slaves for a long time are flattered by the petals thrown to them.

They clearly remembered how much these people looked down on them before, and now the pairs of eyes looking at them were filled with fear and reverence.

This spiritual joy is simply better than all other enjoyments.

Many people have not yet finished the road ahead, and are already looking forward to the next battle...

In order to enjoy the people's supporters and cheers for a while longer, and to share more of the joy of victory with his subordinates, Lacy specifically ordered his subordinates to walk slower.

䀴For the nearly 10,000 prisoners caught in the team, this undoubtedly prolonged the torture and suffering.

What people threw at them was not petals, but saliva, mud and even sharp stones.

Their hands and feet were tied with a rope, and they couldn't dodge at all. They couldn't even raise their arms to block it. They could only let the messy things hit their faces and chests.

Some fell to the ground, stumbling with a group of nine, and were roughly picked up by the militiamen who were escorting them.

Numbness, humiliation and despair are etched on every face.

Especially when the stones and mud from the surviving people were thrown at them, they were not only angry, but also incomprehensible and confused.

Why do these people do this to them.

They came to rescue them on His Majesty's orders...

If the Tuo people don't do it, do they have to be the dogs of the alliance?

…

Inside the temporary port headquarters.

Looking down at the Tuo brothers who were cheering through the drone, most of the veteran players had expressions of envy and hatred on their faces.

Tuo guy!

They directed and coordinated for a long time, and they were forced to let these guys finish pretending.

If they had known that the other side's dish would be served, they would have dressed up and served together!

After staring at the screen in silence for a long time, Lao Bai suddenly couldn't help but say.

"Don't these people have any sense of shame?"

Fang Changyan said concisely and comprehensively.

"They have no concept of a country. Like most of the surviving settlements in the wasteland, the concept that is too advanced for the people here is not only 'equality', but also many other things. This so-called empire is actually more like A slightly larger Brown's farm with a slightly larger number of people."

After all, this is not any country or region in reality. To analyze the experience of the real world, it can be said that "watermelons are round, bananas and watermelons are both fruits", and from "bananas are also round" it can be deduced. Same.

According to the public settings on the official website forum, long before entering the Era of Prosperity, the planet had already lost its traditional boundaries and achieved a unified civilization.

Rather than saying that this is an empire that follows the example of the Legion in promoting racial justice, it is better to say that this is a theocratic empire that borrows an outdated textbook from the Era of Prosperity as a bible, and borrows some theories from the Weirant people.

Obviously, the governors here are a group of "smart" guys. They collected the original books of "Animal World", improved and packaged them, and then came up with a set of theories like "Thousands of Races and Thousands of Gods".

Nominally, a thousand gods protect Borneo Province, but in fact, the totem poles are all tied with iron chains. What protects the two hundred people of Borneo Province is not an "animal world" at all. It is a naturally existing mountain range and a desert left over from the war, and there may be some strange gadgets left by the first generation of survivors.

According to Ms. Han's research, the sun-carrying sacred cow was not always the leader of the gods. Before that, it seemed that the goddess of the moon was similar to the silver moon goddess in the Luoxiaxi province's pantheon. This is also the most direct reason why the Yue people suddenly fell from the top of the pyramid and became "untouchable".

Under such a premise, it is unrealistic to expect the survivors of Golden Gallon Port to be as loyal to the emperor as the survivors of Dawn City. They themselves are a group of tamed sheep. It was clear from the first sight of [Lasi] that these people only wagged their tails at those who looked stronger and bared their teeth at those who looked weaker.

Not to mention the shelling launched by the Gray Wolf Army on the urban area to cover the retreat of the friendly forces, which completely pushed the surviving locals to the opposite side.

Now that the captured drowned dogs have been stripped of their equipment, it is expected that the local people will have a bad attitude towards them, which will be called the appearance of the big horned deer god.

Lao Bai shook his head.

Not wanting to consider such a complicated issue, he went straight to the point.

"The reinforcements from Tiandu have been defeated, and the three stages of the combat plan have been completed. What's next?"

This war was really not interesting, especially when he saw from the drone that the people of the division on the opposite side were being chased away by the two of them.

In the River Valley Province, there are more plunderers than they can fight.

Fang Chang said in a gentle tone.

"One accident is not enough. Three consecutive surprises are enough to wake up the arrogant Tu Emperor...if he doesn't want to lose all his elites on an impossible bet. "

It can be said that this battle was won heartily.

It even exceeded his expectations.

In addition to the 1,241 people killed in the battle, nearly 10,000 people surrendered. The 10,000-strong Gray Wolf Army was captured by Cheng Jianqiu!

Some people were even captured twice in one day, once inside the settlement at the Kraba camp and once at the position outside the settlement.

In addition to the captured personnel, there were also weapons, ammunition, and supplies left on the position, all of which were moved back by the militiamen of the First Corps of the Revenge Alliance.

Those who could not be moved were set on fire.

After this battle, the Gray Wolf Army had completely lost the ability to continue attacking Golden Gallen Port. The lifeblood of the wizard Xilan was also held in their hands.

As for the prince named Dilip, he was actually a lucky draw.

"Don't let another accident happen." Lao Bai joked in a relaxed tone, "Those guys never play according to the routine."

Fang Chang smiled confidently and said.

"Impossible. It can be seen that the wizard is an outsider in all fields. There is only one field that is his expertise. Now, this failure is no longer a crisis in the military and diplomatic fields for him. It is a political issue concerning the authority of the royal family.”

Maybe it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to go upstream along the Yongliu River and reach the sky in one fell swoop. The empire might be disintegrated because of this.

He had to seriously consider the advice given to managers - don't escalate the situation.

Once the empire falls apart and the province of Borneo turns into a situation of tribal fighting, not only will the Legion take the opportunity to expand its influence in the region, but some dirty things will also take advantage of the chaos to come in. If it cannot clean up the mess in the end, the alliance will also lose some of its sense of neutrality.

This is obviously not worth the gain.

The emperor may be ignorant, but they, the "vassals" who manage your lord, must not be ignorant.

Moreover, even if they have the ability to penetrate the empire, they still have to consider the eyeing legion, the "United Nations Conference" advancing in the distance, and the Torch brewing a world-class threat.

Just when everyone was talking about the battle itself, the conversation turned to post-war reconstruction and whether to publish a survivor's daily report here, when the headquarters' radio station suddenly received a strange telegram.

Fang Chang took the telegram and glanced at it hastily, then handed it to Lao Bai with a smile.

"Look what I said?"

He reached out and took the telegram over. Before he could read the contents, Lao Bai caught a glimpse of the title and almost laughed out loud.

"Notification of Ceasefire from the Empire to the Alliance"

"That Wu Tuo really wants to save face."

Fang Chang took the telegram back carelessly.

"It doesn't matter. The key point is to draw the ceasefire line first. Jingallon Port and its surrounding areas are already under our actual control."

"As for apology and compensation, we can talk about it slowly. Anyway, it doesn't matter even if we can't reach an agreement. This is just convenient for us to support local forces and rebuild."

After saying that, he looked at the NPC correspondent who sent the telegram and gave instructions.

"Reply to them."

"Retreating one hundred kilometers is the bottom line for a ceasefire!"