This Game is Too Real

On the way from the north to the south of the River Valley Province, Xiongfang followed Lord Jinfang all the way, conquering countless strongholds of survivors, but he has never encountered such a hard stubble.

Especially that round of rockets that covered the sky and the ground really frightened him, and he retreated 5 kilometers without any relief.

A group of nearly a thousand people stopped in the col.

The surrounding vegetation is dense, which is convenient for concealment. The nearby hillsides have a wide field of vision and are easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is a good place to set up camp.

Looking at Xiong Ya who was frightened, Tumen sighed in his heart, and then he calmed down and stepped forward to comfort him.

"...You don't have to panic. Although those rockets are powerful, they are not accurate, and their effective range is not as good as our 100mm artillery. In our current position, they can't hit you anyway."

"As long as we dig trenches and build anti-gun holes and tunnels, no matter how powerful the rockets are, they won't hurt the people inside."

It was his mistake to underestimate the strength of the opponent's resistance.

Originally, according to Tumen, it took less than 24 hours for the people from the new alliance to capture the southern **** of Songlinyu. If they were dead, they could dig a few trenches. After the artillery bombarded the infantry and then rushed again, they could put the flag on it. No need to waste time digging trenches on the ground.

The real tough battle should be the suburbs of Qingshi County.

However, what he didn't expect was that the resistance of the other party far exceeded his expectations. When he realized that the situation was not good, the opponent had already reacted from the attack, and there was also a wave of indirect firepower on his position.

Just stunned them.

The panting bear tooth scolded.

"Damn...the information is wrong! There are more than one thousand people! There are thousands of people squatting on the high ground in front of us!"

Tumen smiled wryly.

"That's not so... From the density of their firepower, there should be about two or three hundred people, but they have enough ammunition, and they should be carrying excessive supplies. I don't think their machine guns have stopped."

"In any case, this is no longer an opponent we can handle!"

Xiong Ya, who put down this sentence, immediately called the signal soldier, grabbed the walkie-talkie from his arms, and reported the situation here to the rear.

"...The firepower of that group of Gopher's gophers is too fierce! As soon as our men rushed up, they called for support and bombarded our position with at least 1,000 shells in a few minutes! Thank goodness I didn't send all of them up! "

"There is definitely more than one team stationed there, at least one thousand people! Report the situation here to the leader, we need reinforcements!"

With a roar of spittle stars flying towards the walkie-talkie, Xiong Ya then threw the walkie-talkie back to his younger brother.

Looking at the commander, Tumen, who was standing beside him, suggested.

"It's not an option for us to wait here. It's better to send two centenarians back to the position we just evacuated to dig out the position. When the reinforcements arrive, we can immediately start the next offensive. Without fortifications, their We have nowhere to hide when the shells fall."

Tumen paused for a moment and continued.

"Eighty percent of the soldiers of the New Alliance are strengthening their bunkers in Qingshi County. The longer this battle drags on, the worse it will be for us... We have no time to waste."

Xiong Ya thought about it in his heart, and felt that what his advisor said made sense.

The idiot Lion Fang spent four months in Qingshi County, and all the fortifications he built were cheaper than those nasty gophers.

As time dragged on, when they reinforced the fortifications there, it was time to lay down Qingshi Town, and there were probably not many brothers on hand.

At this moment, he was still thinking about the copper mine in Yuanxi Town.

If you want to eat the copper mine, you can't do it without someone on hand.

"Okay, just do as you say!"

After saying that, Xiongfang called a centurion.

"You, take people back to the top of the previous hill, and dig the trenches for Lao Tzu! If you can't dig a trench that can hold 3,000 people in three days, hang you on it!"

The centurion knew how vicious Xiong Fang's methods were, and he did not show mercy to himself or his enemies. Although he was reluctant in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only bite the bullet and lead the way.

"Okay! Boss!"

…

Songlinyu.

On a mountain ridge not far from the southern slope, Ye Shi, who was carrying a sniper rifle, looked at the north side hill two kilometers away through an eight-fold mirror, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Hey! Those bandits actually came back?"

And trenches were dug in the mountains!

Gu Feng held the telescope in his hand and calmly analyzed.

"It seems that the other side realizes that this highland can't be eaten in a short time."

"That's good. We haven't been afraid of anyone in the war of attrition, so I'm afraid they can't afford it." Ye Shi smiled and fired a shot at the opposite side.

"Can you hit that far?"

Ye Ten pulled the bolt out of the smoking cartridge.

"Can't hit!"

Gu Feng: "Then you fire a wool gun."

Ye Shi laughed.

"It's okay, anyway, they can't find us so far away, so I'll scare them."

The gust of wind, holding the binoculars, gave him a sideways glance.

"Be careful waiting for the shells to come."

Ye Shi, who was about to fire the second shot, shivered.

"Fuck, you shouldn't be so stubborn."

Gu Feng said in a noncommittal tone.

"I don't know, you ask them."

It's not realistic to hit people at a distance of more than two kilometers, but it's okay to scare people.

The bullet swooped down on the opposite slope, kicking up a cloud of dust, startling the looters who were working next to them.

I thought it was the person on the opposite side who was calling, but that person was screaming and screaming, and a group of people rolled and crawled on the reverse slope, waiting for the battle.

The round of rockets thrown by the mosquitoes earlier had turned them into frightened birds, and the slightest disturbance made them nervous.

Ye Shi waited for a while, but he didn't see those people coming out from behind the reverse slope, so he couldn't help but click his tongue.

"So cowardly?"

The gust of wind, holding the binoculars, frowned.

"They're probably going to dig a trench from the backslope first..."

Not sure where the snipers were, and those people didn't dare to show their faces easily, but the excavation work did not stop.

The gust of wind even noticed that the marauders had split up to chop down trees nearby and use stakes to support the tunnels.

These predators are starting to get smart too!

On the other side, on the front line, Lao Bai and Fang Chang, who were holding binoculars, also discovered the situation on the opposite hill.

"...As soon as they dig the trenches, the next round of offensive is expected to come."

"Then let's help them loosen the soil."

The corner of Lao Bai's mouth curled into a smirk, and he gestured towards the brother behind him. The player immediately understood and trotted to the back of the position.

Just half an hour ago, the logistics soldiers of the New Alliance crossed the mountains and sent ammunition to the front line. In addition to 7mm bullets, there were 2 88mm mortars and 8 boxes of mortar shells.

Since there is no complete road along the way, the speed of the vehicles is very slow, and the supply and transportation are basically completed by two legs.

However, due to the popularity of the KV-1 exoskeleton, the soldiers of the new alliance have a strong individual transport capability.

Especially for power-type players, there is no problem in traveling long distances alone with supplies three times their body weight. The only flaws are charging and eating.

But these are small issues.

When the road from Qingshi County to Songlinyu is cleared, the logistics of the new alliance can be handed over to trucks.

With support weapons and supplies arriving, players quickly built a simple mortar position on the ground with shovels and dirt-filled sacks.

Right now it comes in handy.

After calculating the target distance, Lao Bai immediately issued an order.

"Attention Mortar Squad! 2.1 kilometers ahead, one round of shelling!"

There were two crisp sounds from the rear of the position.

After a while, two clouds of thick smoke exploded on the hillside on the north side of Songlinyu, and the looters who were digging the pit immediately fell to the ground.

Fang Chang held the binoculars to observe where the shells landed.

"It's a little off, and it should be enough to hit another 100 meters."

Old Bai continued to order.

"The drop point of the cannonball is corrected 100 meters forward, and the shooting is scattered for six rounds. Hit me!"

The mortar positions continued to fire.

This time, the shells landed directly on the opposite hill.

The looters who were building the fortifications were hit, and immediately fell to the ground, not daring to lift their heads, so they could only roll down the **** with their heads in their arms.

Six rounds of shells were fired.

Lao Bai ordered a ceasefire.

There was no one in sight of the smoke-filled hills in the distance.

"...It should have been withdrawn." Fang Chang held the binoculars to observe for a while, smashing his tongue, "Speaking of which, what should I do if I was bombarded while digging trenches?"

"In the case of a skirmish, first dig a few foxholes, and then dig a few figures horizontally, and string the foxholes together. Or start digging directly from the bottom of the slope, dig up to the high ground, and then spread the trenches to both sides... "

Staring at the position two kilometers away, Lao Bai squinted his eyes, "We'll beat them every few minutes, and we'll rush over to them when it gets dark and be caught off guard!"

Fang Chang's eyes lit up.

"Good idea, they would never have imagined that we would dare to come out of the trenches!"

The previous round of rocket coverage had already allowed the Ya clan to see their firepower. Before the trenches on the front line were dug, they should not dare to send a large army up.

Two or three hundred people can squat on the top of the opposite hill, and there is a garbage man in the lead, so it’s not a big problem for them to rush up and kill them back and forth!

Old Bai laughed.

"When the time comes, bring two lumps of explosives to bury them in the trenches, and when they go up to dig again, give them a surprise!"

"Hahaha! The pits have been raised for them!"

Evil grins wafted from the trenches.

Gaga's laughter is like a villain.

Just as the two of them were discussing what to do at night, the VM screen on Lao Bai's arm suddenly flashed.

"The news from the headquarters... I look at it, look at it!"

Seeing Lao Bai's reaction, Fang Chang hurriedly asked.

"What's wrong?"

"The mission has changed... Two hours later, the Death Corps will come to the front line to switch defenses with us." When he said this, Lao Bai had an uncomfortable expression on his face.

It was agreed that we will continue to stand here for 48 hours. Before the morning is over, the order to switch defenses came.

He seriously suspected that because they fought too hard, they were planned to be targeted by the dog.

Fang Chang has a weird expression.

"What about us?"

"The headquarters asked us to return to Dawn City to rest... It was said that there would be more difficult and exciting tasks waiting for us when it was dark."

Looking at the opposite position, Lao Bai said with regret written on his face.

"The night attack can only be handed over to the edge brothers."

…

Xizhou City.

Sixin District, within the Ya clan's main account.

Listening to the reports from his subordinates on the frontline, Gold Teeth sitting on the human bone chair, black and green face covered with dark clouds.

He didn't expect that two hundred people were killed in just one morning, and what he didn't expect was that the blue gophers were equipped with such a large number of artillery pieces.

He is well aware of his habit of running around with a mouthful of mouths, and it is an exaggeration to say that a thousand shells will be shot in a few minutes.

In reality, it might be around one or two hundred shells.

But even so, it was enough for him to take it seriously.

His index finger tapped lightly on the chair, he said in a deep voice.

"Send the tank."

Unlike the Snake Clan, the Ya Clan's tanks were not distributed to each thousand-man team, but the leader's personal soldiers formed an independent tank team, which directly served the leader.

These big guys are very valuable. Not to mention one less, they always fail. It is not a last resort. He will not risk pushing the tank to the front line.

But now, no more.

Dillon, who was standing aside, said in a low voice.

"The new alliance has planes, so it's not a good idea to rush the tanks up. No matter how hard the frontal armor of the Conqueror 10 is, the top is still a blind spot for defense. Before sending planes, we must first solve the problem of air defense..."

Jin Tooth said solemnly.

"Then what can you do?"

Dillon thought.

"We need anti-air weapons. Can we find a way to import a batch from the Bugra Free State? For example, anti-aircraft guns and the like."

The Expeditionary Force does have anti-aircraft weapons to deal with the air force of the Great Rift Valley, but there are not many of them, and they are often taken care of by the artillery and aircraft of the Great Rift Valley, and there are very few left.

However, Dillon vaguely remembers that when the expeditionary force first collapsed, everyone was looking for a way out. A batch of supplies containing air defense equipment was handled by a captain of ten thousand to the Bugra Free State.

Although I don't know how many dinars that guy sold, it shouldn't be very expensive.

If you can buy some back, it should be more than enough to deal with those small planes.

However…

Jin Tooth, who was sitting next to him, simply dismissed this idea from him.

"We're out of money."

Dillon was stunned, looked at him and asked.

"Isn't there another 2 million dinars?"

Jin Tooth coughed and said in a dull voice.

"There are too many places to use money, and it has already been spent... Well, let's stop this topic, can we solve this problem ourselves? It's not a solution to always rely on others to help."

Why is he a predator?

It's not always possible to do business to save money.

Some of the stolen treasures were exchanged for weapons by him, and most of the rest were spent by him for pleasure.

The slaves locked in the dungeon are skinny and human-like. They are good for labor and food reserves. Most of them are also spoiled. As the leader of the Ya clan, of course he can't pick up his subordinates. To eat leftovers, he couldn't eat it, not to mention that it would damage his dignity.

In terms of enjoyment, it is naturally the androids who can't play bad no matter how they play, and the carefully cultivated clones are more appetizing to him.

As for the group of survivors in the northern suburbs?

He didn't take the scavengers seriously from the beginning, or he wouldn't have just sent a thousand-man team to deal with them.

Jin Ya admits that he has misjudged his strategy, but it is meaningless to regret now, and the money spent can never be returned.

As for grabbing it back, it's not realistic, especially at this juncture.

Dillon, who was standing beside him, stared at him dumbfounded, feeling a humming pain in his head.

Running out of flowers? !

That's two million dinars!

Even if the Dinar of the Legion is not spent in the River Valley Province, it will not be spent so soon, right? !

Ulun, who stood on the side and didn't speak the whole time, couldn't help but help his forehead, gaining a new understanding of the stupidity of his allies.

If it wasn't for the Lord Saint Son's will to cooperate with the Bone-biting Tribe, he couldn't help but begin to wonder what the point of supporting such pig teammates was.

Seeing that his staff had stopped talking, Jin Ya also knew that the speed at which he spent money was a bit outrageous, so he said with a dry cough.

"Don't be nervous, my friend, wait for another two months, the weather will get hot, we let the slaves grow some spirit leaves and sell them to those profiteers. That thing is much better than the dinar."

"Two months?! We can't fight them for so long!"

Dillon took a deep breath and continued.

"The way to buy equipment can't be counted on for the time being, it really doesn't work... Let's get a few trucks first, string together four 12mm heavy machine guns and weld them together. It should be no problem for later use."

"This battle can't be dragged on for too long. Their industrial capabilities may exceed my expectations! If they have a firm foothold in Qingshi County, it will be difficult to drive them out."

"When our anti-aircraft trucks are refitted, we will immediately go to the front line with the tank troops, and concentrate our forces to launch an offensive on the positions of the new alliance! Even if we kill a few tanks, we have to gnaw down their positions! This is the best strategy. !"

After listening to the advice of the staff officer, Jin Tooth frowned.

Especially when he heard that a few tanks might be knocked out, he had already started to hurt before he sent the tanks out.

Those tanks are his treasures.

He would rather die a few more cannon fodder than let his precious pimple go wrong. Human life in the wasteland is worthless, and some things cannot be bought with money.

"That anti-aircraft truck...is it any good?"

When Dillon heard this, he was almost out of anger.

Whose problem is this? !

Ulun, who was standing aside, sighed and interjected.

"...The propeller planes of the New Alliance fly very slowly, and as long as the firepower network is dense enough, it's not hard to take them down while they're diving."

"I think your advisor's advice is good. The longer this battle drags on, the worse it will be for you."

Seeing that the apostles of the Torch Church also expressed their approval, although Jin Ya was still a little hesitant in his heart, he also knew that he had to make a decision.

Contemplation for a long time.

With his right hand on the arm of the chair, Jin Fang made a decision.

"Just do as you say!"

…

81 Steel Works.

In the center of the new factory is a large plane with a length of nearly 20 meters and a wingspan of nearly 30 meters.

Row of countersunk rivets are neatly lined up on the nearly steep cabin and straight wings. The wing is a cantilevered lower wing with two symmetrical electric motors mounted on the leading edge.

As for the tail, it consists of a cantilevered flat tail and a single vertical tail, and the cabin entrance is reserved for the rear section of the belly close to the tail.

The fuselage and wings of the entire aircraft are made of A3 aerospace aluminum, which is expensive.

Compared to the wooden glider produced by goblin technology, this plane is also obviously more like a plane...

From the appearance, Chu Guang can roughly see that this thing should be an imitation of the C-47 twin-engine propeller transport aircraft during World War II.

Of course, there is still a big difference between the two.

Perhaps because they were worried about the lack of power from the electric motor, the little players of the No. 81 Steel Plant installed an additional motor and propeller at the front of the nose, and changed the original design of the two-engine propeller to three.

No weapons were installed on the plane, and even the cockpit contained only bare threads and a bare seat.

However, this does not prevent the small players of No. 81 Steel Plant from placing high hopes on this big plane, and even its name has been chosen—

H-1 "Dragonfly" general purpose aircraft!

Standing in the factory building, Chu Guang walked around the plane, nodded approvingly, and asked the two players who were standing beside him.

"Can this plane go to the sky?"

The expressions of Brother Toilet Suo and Brother Levine were a little subtle.

In the end, Brother Levine coughed dryly and explained.

"Dear Manager, this aircraft... is still in the experimental stage, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to use in a short time."

Ever since their friend, Goblin Technology, brought out the glider, they have been thinking about getting a plane as well.

However, due to the late start, the more punishing players in this area were poached by Goblin Technology and invested in the improvement project of the "W series" aircraft. The talents they can hire are limited, so the progress has not been very fast.

The prototype parked in the workshop has been the result of more than two months. It has just finished the line and installed the power system. It will take some time before it is actually put into use.

Although a little regretful, Chu Guang didn't say anything.

After all, this kind of thing is useless.

To be able to do this in such a short period of time, his players are already very good.

"How long will it take to use it?"

Facing the manager's question, Brother Toilet Suo hesitated for a while.

"It should be fine within a month... Maybe half a month if it's fast, it depends on the test flight results."

a month.

Should be able to catch up.

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly moved in his heart and said.

"Is there a way to mount the 37mm gun on the side of the plane?"

Brother Toilet Suo and Brother Levine's eyes lit up by coincidence.

"Side the 37mm gun? You mean the air gunship-like design?"

"We didn't consider this when we designed this aircraft, but the structural strength of A3 aluminum is very high... I think it shouldn't be a problem, you can try it!"

Chu Guang nodded.

"If the 37mm gun can't bear it, it's okay to replace it with a 20mm gun. After a month, our ground troops should be able to advance to the urban area of ​​Xizhou City."

"The terrain in the city is complex, there are too many bunkers, and the efficiency of artillery and dive bombing is limited. We need a support weapon that can efficiently and accurately clear the ground troops of the Tooth Clan, and cooperate with our ground troops to complete the final clearing."

"How to design it, please do more research."

At this time, Chu Guang received news from Xiao Qi that the Burning Corps had changed trains to return from the front line and regrouped at the gate of the military camp north of Dawn City.

After leaving the No. 81 Steel Plant, UU read www.uukanshu. com Chu Guang went straight to the military camp.

As soon as he saw Chu Guang, Vanus immediately greeted him.

"How's it going? Does that transport machine work?"

Chu Guang shook his head.

"It's temporarily unavailable, but it doesn't affect it."

Vanus was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

How can I fly from the sky without a transport plane?

Chu Guang did not explain, but looked at the airport not far away, and the dozen or so pilots who had regrouped next to the airport.

To get the plane back alive, these pilots have proven themselves.

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"Although there are no transport planes, gliders are also possible."

The big deal is to fly a few more times!