This Game Is Too Realistic

"Survivor Daily"

[Yesterday, the surviving forces of enterprises, colleges, legions and other parties completed their meeting at the alliance's southern Weifu military base. Commanders from all parties discussed specific combat plans and their respective tasks.

Chu Guang, the manager of the coalition forces, said in an interview that the Adhesive Community will go all out against civilized enemies and do whatever it takes to make those beasts who have committed numerous crimes pay the due price! 】

A hotel in the north of Shuguang City.

Turning over the newspaper in his hand, Duke Qilawa raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

The Xilan Empire was not mentioned at all in the headlines, which somewhat made him feel that he was not respected as he should have been.

"These gutter rats will play tricks on trivial issues."

With a sinister remark in his mouth, Duke Qilawa threw the newspaper aside.

Just then, the waiter came up with a plate and placed a plate of curry omelette rice in front of him.

The rising heat was mixed with an alluring fragrance. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but move his fingers and grabbed the spoon on the side unskillfully.

There are indeed many different kinds of food in Shuguang City. If you take the time to find them, you can even eat the same thing every three hundred and sixty-five days.

This is the dish that is most like the food from his hometown. Although it lacks some rich texture, the salty and delicious taste paired with baked soft eggs and crispy rice is simply perfect!

Qilawa reluctantly admitted that in addition to beans and pancakes, there are other ingredients that can be paired with the spices of Borneo.

Seeing the Duke venting his unhappiness on lunch, Niyang standing next to him could see the regret in his eyebrows at a glance and whispered respectfully.

"Sir, maybe there is news about us in other newspapers. Do you need me to buy it for you?"

Qilava, who was busy cooking, felt something in his heart, and was about to ask him to buy it, but suddenly he remembered the doctor's orders and shook his head with lingering fear.

"Forget it...just don't look at it."

Seeing that the Duke suddenly became enlightened, Niyang felt a little disappointed and said to himself that it was a pity.

Compared to the "Daily Survivor", the headlines of today's "Goblin Observer" are truly explosive...

…

"Goblin Observer"

【Shocked! Thirty thousand people went to the front line, but a whole ten thousand were lost! Captain Babita Wan, the fierce general of the Xilan Empire, was furious. He shouted in front of the battle, "Where are my people?" He scolded the train conductor! 】

【……】

“Where’s my steel???”

French fries port.

Standing on the pier of the light industry area, Fang Chang glanced at the delivery note in his hand, and then at the piles of cargo ships. He was dumbfounded.

Two weeks ago, when he was still at Jinlun Port, he ordered 10,000 tons of overproduced steel through a Weiland broker at an ultra-low price that was 50% lower than the market price.

According to the other party, these steel materials are all unshaped crude steel, so there is no need to worry about the quality. They are all produced in accordance with the casting standards of the Weiland people.

Whether it is rolled T-shaped steel used in construction, or mixed with other things to make high-end alloys, it is very useful.

Although there is also a steel plant in Jinlun Port, most of its production capacity is spent on local infrastructure projects and the infrastructure project of Fries Port, and orders cannot be queued.

After signing this unexpected surprise, Fang Chang immediately arranged it over at Anle Island, intending to ask the submarine factory and technicians there to help him solve it. Before that, he discussed it with a group of brothers on the forum. That "hidden" idea.

According to the contract, the two parties completed the delivery of the goods at the Potato Port. Today, the other party should deliver 5,000 tons of steel bars to him, and he must also pay 40% of the payment.

Worried that the goods were cheap but not cheap, he even ran over from Jinlun Port to take a look.

Who would have thought that what came was not a steel barge at all, but more than 10,000 soldiers? !

If it weren't for the restraint shown by these people, he almost suspected that these guys hadn't learned their lesson yet and were planning to use their old tricks again.

The man standing at the bow of the boat also looked embarrassed. He was now sure that he was on the wrong boat.

But it's impossible to expect him to admit his mistakes.

To ease the awkward atmosphere, he cleared his throat and introduced himself.

"I am Isser, a Baron from the Horse Tribe...the captain of the 30,000th expeditionary force."

Fang Chang stared at him: "I don't care what kind of beast you are, I just want to know why you are here! And where is my steel!"

Isser was stunned and looked at him blankly, his expression clearly unaware of the transaction.

"What steel?"

"Steel! Steel bought by me and those big-nosed guys!" Fang Chang took a deep breath, quickly calmed down and looked at him and asked, "Where is your captain? Find him!"

There is no point in discussing who is responsible now. The problem must be solved as soon as possible.

Soon the captain was brought out.

To be precise, he was dragged out by a group of soldiers holding his arms.

Seeing the murderous Fang Chang and General Iser, the rat captain was so anxious that he almost cried.

"My lord... I don't know either! The people from Willant told me not to ask anything, not to look at anything, just wait until the ship is full and follow the course. Then the next day, these people rushed They came up and urged me to sail quickly, but I couldn't contact the person who arranged the flight for me, and then... I had no choice but to sail. "

Isel looked embarrassed and kicked the guy's ass.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to French Fries Port?"

The captain said with a crying face.

"How dare I ask more questions with your attitude?"

Facing the two people on the deck, Fang Chang was dumbfounded.

So his steel was not sent to Silver Moon Bay or Jinlun Port, but was not shipped at all? !

"...Didn't you realize that this is a cargo ship?"

Isser looked at him confused.

"What's the difference?"

Fang Chang was speechless for a moment, but then he thought that several gunboats of the Xilan Empire Navy were converted from cargo ships, and that the previous raid on French Fries Port was also a civilian ship, and his expression became dumbfounded again.

Dude guy...

He hadn't thought about such a novel dragging position, because it had so many flaws that he didn't even know how to complain about it.

He estimated that the guy from Willant who sold him the stuff didn't even think about it. The cargo ship he arranged didn't deliver the steel, but instead delivered the expeditionary force...

Seeing that the "person in charge" of the port was speechless, Isel coughed and continued.

"Can I ask how far it is from here to Jinchuan Province?"

Fang Chang pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"Not far away, Shifeng Mountain is just south and east of Baiyue Province. It's not even 1,000 kilometers from here."

Isel was delighted when he heard this.

"That's too silly-"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Chang couldn't help but spray.

"What a hammer! Are you going to get over here on two legs? You won't even be able to wait until the battle is over!"

Of course, the greater possibility is to die in this forest.

Even if the Potato Chips Port is now standing on this land, the radius of the player's activity area will hardly exceed 50 kilometers. Without a stable supply line, you can't go very far unless you have no intention of coming back in the first place.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Chang looked at Captain Yan and said.

"You guys wait for me on the sea, I'll discuss with the others how to solve the problem...drive out a little, don't block the pier yet."

"Wait, please wait a moment!" Seeing Fang Chang turn around and walk out of the pier, Iser, who was standing on the deck, quickly stopped him, and then said in an unspeakable voice, "We don't have enough food, can you... lend us A little?"

Fang Chang's brow twitched.

"...wait here."

…

"Wasteland OL" forum.

Fang Chang brought what happened at Fries Port to the forum, and the mystery of the collective disappearance of the 30,000-person team of the Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force was finally solved.

The edge of the water: "Young guy...it's outrageous that you can get lost like this."

There are really mosquitoes in WC: "Hahahahaha! I'm laughing so hard, today's headlines are here!"

Fang Chang: "Sorry... don't worry about the headlines for now. I will urge the Weiland businessman again. If it doesn't work, I will go to Xifan Port myself. The question now is, what will happen to these people? You are also involved. Come up with something unexpected."

Kuangfeng: "It's pretty cool to be able to render you speechless. (Squints and smiles)"

Debt-eyed: "Just let them stay on the southern front. They are here anyway, and looking at the same equipment as the clones of those people, I feel that they can make up for it by going to the northern front. (Funny)"

㦂Di Shaoyu and Zhuan: "+1, the northern line is currently a battle between gods. There are 20 Yunting ornithopters parked alone. We can't even transport ammunition. Now we have to repair an airport. It's our fault. The 500 dead claws I raised are pretty good, but I would have to use some soy sauce."

Commander Quanshui: "Aren't you planning to land on the dead coast? Let Lao Bai and Brother Ji train them. (Squinting smile)"

Lao Bai: "Their foundation is a bit weak. I'm afraid we have to start teaching them by eating. (Laughing and crying)"

Midnight Killing Chicken: "I object to letting them go ashore. They are soldiers of the empire and have previous criminal records. No one can guarantee their safety."

Sisi: "+1, there are many Yue tribesmen settled in our port. They were formerly liberated slaves in Jinlun Port. The empire does not recognize their status as free people. If they are allowed to go ashore, friction will inevitably occur. ”

Aoao Sesame Paste: "Hmm... It's not impossible to force them to give up their status as imperial soldiers. Doesn't French Fry Port need a lot of people to work?"

Sisi: "That's unrealistic...and even if we need labor, there is no need to find slaves as accomplices. There are so many better-quality labor in Jinlun Port."

Night Ten: "It seems that the Alliance needs to set up a customs and immigration bureau. There have never been so many people here at once before. (Funny)"

Irena: "+1, the game will be cold without new players. It's not a problem if new players are added too fast. All multiplayer online games are free for a limited week, and the server environment will improve at a speed visible to the naked eye. It’s getting worse, as if it’s a different game (funny)”

Tails: "Oh! That being said, it would be too pitiful to send them to the front line as cannon fodder. How about setting up another settlement on the south bank? How about letting them train while clearing the wasteland?_(:з"∠ )_”

Fang Chang: "It's not cost-effective. Just maintaining the port on the north coast consumes a lot of ammunition. As for training... I guess even if they are trained, it will be difficult for them to be used like that."

The feudal army could only gain some fighting morale when its hometown was depleted of gold coins, and its scope was limited to local operations.

This is completely different from cultural concepts, blood, ethnic origin, and belief traditions. As long as specific belief traditions and cultural concepts can be said to reduce this debuff. For example, the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom is an example. They are united from top to bottom. Even after their hometown was bombed, they were able to establish an exile organization. The leader was even willing to marry a "pagan" in order to restore the country. However, when we arrived at the Lion Kingdom, it was a different situation. The serfs in the occupied areas were all looking forward to the royal army's action, and the royal army were all looking forward to the alliance's action.

As for Borneo Province, objectively speaking, they spent two hundred years to justify themselves. The theory of thousands of tribes and thousands of gods divided the contradictions and consolidated the authority of the royal family. At the same time, it also caused bigger problems.

Fang Chang had no hope of training them into a fighting force. This was not something that could be changed in a few months.

Tails: "Then just open up wasteland and not train! (｀・ω・´)"

Midnight Killing Chicken: "What about the ammunition expenses for maintaining the settlement?"

Sisi: "I heard that Dawn City has been undergoing industrial upgrading recently. The latest ammunition production line completed by the B7-level manufacturing center has been assembled there and is ready to replace the original production line... Why don't we buy it and transport it to Jinqianlun Port, where the labor bullets are sent to the Baiyue Strait, should save some costs. "

Lao Bai: "This is a good idea... but what happens after the war is over and the expeditionary force withdraws? Ten thousand vacant positions may also be a problem."

Sisi: "It should be no problem to bring in some people from Jinlun Port. After the infrastructure there is completed, a lot of labor will be freed up. We can just use this new port as a buffer zone for the introduction of the population from Fries Port."

There is also a large area of ​​undeveloped land on the south bank of the Baiyue Strait that can be reclaimed.

And compared with the rugged terrain on the north coast, the land on the south coast is flatter and suitable for planning into large plantations and farmland to produce tropical cash crops.

It would be a good choice to let the jungle corps be responsible for exterminating the alien species on the shore, and then let the expeditionary soldiers who went astray to reclaim the land.

Anyway, sending them to the battlefield will probably be a hindrance. Just let them pretend to shoot targets and practice exercises every now and then, and that's enough.

Fang Chang: "Then the question is, what is the name of the new settlement?"

Irena: "We already have French fries port, how about a Coke port. (Funny)"

Ye Shi: "If you do this, the alliance map will become a recipe from now on. (Funny)"

Makabazi: "Hahahahahahaha!"

…

At this moment, General Iser does not know that the fate of him and the cannon fodder under his command has been clearly arranged in another world.

However, thanks to this, they also accidentally embarked on a path with completely different fates.

Northern Line.

The coalition forces arrived on the third day.

On the Black Cloud Peak, the second mountain in Shifeng Mountain, a bloody battle has just begun.

Seemingly seeing how smoothly the Alliance's Death Corps had taken down Fushan, the Wilantes who had come all the way couldn't wait to show off their skills to open the eyes of the friendly forces.

The commander of the legion, Captain Umuwan, almost used "grabbing" during the combat meeting to snatch away the task of fighting for Black Cloud Peak from the commanders of the academy and the enterprise.

Thanks to the help of his old friend, Babita, the commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, also took advantage and sent a thousand-man team to serve as a feint attack - in other words, a substitute.

After all, the winding mountain road in Shifeng Mountain can only accommodate one or two battalions of troops at most on the battlefield.

As expected, the legion will send the Glorious Army first and place the main force behind Shifeng Mountain on the main battlefield.

In fact, just as Babita had expected, the Legion's Glorious Army gathered at the foot of Fushan Mountain early in the morning and were led up the mountain by a team of Wilante officers.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the "Bison" infantry raised its 200mm cannon and poured out enough shells to fill five train cars at the top of Heiyun Peak like spitting!

Dense flames exploded on the top of the towering mountain and on the left side, burning the woods halfway up the mountain and scattering the clouds and mist entwining the mountains.

Just a moment after the bombardment ended, a thousand-man contingent of the Glorious Army assembled at the top of Fushan Mountain launched a charge with Ripper rifles amidst deafening roars.

They stopped along the narrow mountain road, leaning on the rugged rocks and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the mutants.

Sitting on the bridge of the ship, eating ice cream while overlooking the battlefield where shouts of killing filled the mountains and plains, with a faint smile on his face.

Suddenly, he turned his face slightly and asked the adjutant beside him.

"By the way, how long did it take for the alliance to capture Fushan?"

The adjutant standing aside said respectfully after hearing this.

"I think it was before dusk."

Qiumu nodded, glanced at the mechanical watch on his left wrist, and then leaned back on the chair comfortably, raising his legs to his left knee.

"It seems that the battle will be over before noon. I plan to have dinner later...I heard that the alliance's chefs are good. You ate there yesterday. Are there any recommended dishes in the canteen in the camp?"

The adjutant was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment.

"I had a good meal with pig's trotters yesterday."

It tastes really good.

In Triumph City, pig's trotters are usually eaten roasted or smoked in wooden boxes. This is the first time he has seen such pig's trotters, which are softer than bread and feel a bit like jelly.

Qiumu said with a smile.

"Let's try it together later."

Not only did Qiumu not take those mutants seriously, but Babita also came to the front line to command Babita.

However, unlike the Wilantes, who have seen many mutants, Babita's confidence comes from the fact that she has never seen such a green-skinned thing.

Based on the rumors he heard along the way, in his opinion, those guys were just a bunch of savages who had not evolved well.

In other words, the beggars in the wasteland can fight each other for 300 rounds. Borneo is not a wasteland at all. If he comes on the scene, he can kill those noobs in minutes.

However, there is probably no need for others to take part in this battle. The Vaillant people have already taken action.

Just when Babita thought that this battle was just a formality on the front line and he would be able to return, the progress of the matter was beyond his expectation.

The clone soldiers who rushed to the mountain were in a stalemate with the savages who had not evolved well!

"...what the hell."

Holding the telescope, Babita stared at it for a long time. Seeing that the clones were struggling to survive, she couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

"What are those Weirant people doing..."

He has never fought in mountain warfare, so he can understand the battle lines at least. Even if his eyesight is not always accurate, the basic skill of "judge the distance between the front line and the rear by listening to gunshots" is useless.

In the blink of an eye, the two centurions were defeated.

The injured Wilante officer was carried down from the mountain by the medical soldiers, but those green-skinned guys continued to appear, and they even seemed to be getting braver as they fought.

Looking at the tragic battle, Babita's palms couldn't help but sweat.

If his old friends don't use their full strength, they will be pushed down the mountain!

Not only the Tower of Babel was stunned, but OB players standing on the top of Busan Mountain were also dumbfounded.

The previous round of artillery bombardment was so lively that they even made a bet on how long it would take for those big noses to plant the flag on the top of the mountain.

The result was shocking. After a round of shelling, the mutants acted like nothing happened and beat the clone cannon fodder who rushed halfway up the mountain to a black and blue face.

The debtor swallowed his saliva and complained in shock.

"Good guy... they used artillery shells to wash out the entire mountain, and how can they still hit it like this?"

Are mutants also open?

The construction site manager, who was holding the telescope in his hand, frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"There's something wrong with those guys."

"Um……"

Edge of Water nodded, his expression contemplative, "It's really different from what we encountered when we first came here."

They killed half of the greenskins with one shot, and the remaining half were wiped out in one charge.

I did encounter some resistance when pushing to the top of the mountain, and there was only a little resistance.

Seeing that the friendly army's position was crumbling, Babita could no longer sit still and quickly urged the commander beside him to launch an attack.

"Take your men and charge forward! Hurry!"

"yes!"

The captain did not dare to neglect, and quickly called his men, and led more than a thousand people to kill him.

The mountain seemed to be right in front of him, and it didn't seem to be a big deal. However, when he really got closer to the front line, he realized that the situation here was far from as simple as General Babita thought.

The majestic mountains are like an insurmountable cliff. There is no road at all. There is only a narrow path that barely leads to the top of the mountain.

It is even more impossible to get around this mountain. There are steep cliffs on both sides of the mountain, and further away there is a peak that does not even have a name. The situation there is only worse than here.

Their soldiers could only climb up while holding on to the rocks on both sides of the mountain road. When firing at the enemy, they had to be careful about being knocked down by the corpses of their teammates.

On the other hand, looking at their opponents, the mutants fired at them from a high position.

Some short goblins will suddenly jump out from behind the bunker, holding rocks, daggers and even explosive bags to give them a "surprise".

In the past two weeks, the Death Corps had already experienced this surprise, and even if they saw it, they would not be surprised.

However, these guys who came from Borneo Province saw such a vicious and vicious thing for the first time.

The Weiland people and the glorious army finally advanced to the mountainside before being blocked. Before they even touched the buttocks of the friendly forces, their morale was on the verge of collapse.

No matter how much General Babita scolded and scolded him from behind, he could not stop the rats soldiers who were frightened by the big green men and goblins.

The battle lasted from morning until dusk, and the entire sky was dyed blood red.

The bridge of the Allegiant airship.

Wumu stared at the silent mountaintop in stunned silence, his mouth wide open and he couldn't speak for a moment.

The ice cream cone originally held in his hand fell to the ground early, but no one noticed.

Because he was not the only one who was stunned, everyone in the entire bridge was silent.

A hungry "gurgling" sound broke the silence in the bridge at an inappropriate time.

Seeing that the mountain top had not been taken down until dusk, Qianwumu's face gradually turned red to the color of pig liver, and suddenly he punched the armrest of the chair with his fist in anger.

What a disgraceful bunch of trash!

If I had known he would have let General Modlin in!

"The bow main gun is ready! Aim at that mountain!"

"Give me a blast!!"