This Game Is Too Realistic

"boom--!"

Early morning hours.

Artillery shells fell one after another, causing billowing dust to rise from the middle to the south of Songlin Valley.

Looking at the smoke-filled highlands two kilometers away, Xiong Ya, holding the telescope in his hand, sneered and waved his big hand forward.

Upon seeing this, the centurion who was waiting eagerly on the side immediately loaded the rifle in his hand and called on the brothers behind him to move forward.

"Brothers, follow me!"

A group of looters raised their rifles and howled with excitement.

"Off their heads!"

"Ouch!"

Although he raised his voice at the loudest level, the centurion did not rush to the front. Instead, he cleverly asked his subordinate centurions to lead the charge first.

The team of about 120 people was divided into three echelons on the left, middle and right. Each echelon had four teams of ten people and advanced rapidly through the cover of the pine forest.

According to previous intelligence, there was a death claw lurking in this pine forest, and the brothers stationed at the northern outpost heard its roar. .

Everyone opened their eyes wide. Even though their artillery had blasted the enemy's position into the sky, they did not dare to relax their vigilance at all.

At the same time, on the position that had just been plowed by artillery fire, two young players slowly poked their heads out of the trench.

"Fuck... I'm almost deafened." His little finger dug into his ear, and the Silver Sword cursed and spit in his mouth with dirt in his mouth.

The father of Silver, who was squatting next to him, stretched his neck to look outside and kept asking questions.

"How many were shot just now? Did you count them?"

Silver Sword thought for a while.

"I don't know...about twenty rounds?"

Silver's father curled his lips.

"Tsk, poor guy!"

The fire ceased after only 20 rounds.

If you have the ability, smash two hundred rounds down!

siskin!

Although the previous round of shelling was fierce, it did not have much impact on the players on duty on the ground.

Thanks to Brother Fang's foresight, he had already foreseen that the Ya clan would bombard their position without any sense of martial ethics, so everyone dug anti-cannon holes in the trenches in advance.

When the first artillery shell just fell into the forest in front of the position, the players squatting in the trench immediately hid in the hole.

By the time the marauders had corrected the shells to their positions, there was no one left in the trenches.

The anti-gun caves built in the trenches are five to six meters deep, and the walls and tops are reinforced with thigh-thick pine wood. Although the sound of cannons outside is earth-shattering, it does not affect the players in the caves. cause any substantial damage.

After all, the power of 100 artillery is still too small.

Doubling the caliber and charge might help.

At the same time, the Burning Corps players who were sitting in the anti-gun cave to rest opened their eyes one after another and woke up from their sleep one after another.

Startled by the pair of eyes that suddenly opened, Silver Hand squatted at the entrance of the bomb cave and said in surprise.

"Holy crap, you guys are online so soon? I'm going to find someone to go down and call you."

Fang Chang shook his groggy head and looked at the dust falling on his legs. He immediately understood what happened and said calmly.

"What's going on outside now?"

Silver Hand answered quickly.

"The other party poured dozens of artillery shells at us, and about seven or eight of them landed on our position, but we hid in time and there were no casualties!"

"It can accurately bomb our position. There should be predator observers nearby..." After making a quick judgment, Lao Bai immediately looked at Ye Shi aside, "Ye Shi, go look for it on the mountain nearby. , let’s take a look at the high ground to the north of us to see if there are any visitors.”

Ye Shi turned off his helmet visor and consciously grabbed the sniper rifle and backpack on the ground.

"Copy that! Guangfeng, let's go."

"Um."

Guangfeng, as always, spoke little. He nodded, picked up the rifle and drone backpack that were lying next to him, and ducked into the hole with a low body.

The two left the bombhole.

Fang Chang moved to the side of the observation hole and took a look outside.

"...The shelling has stopped, and the opponent is probably planning to charge."

The pine forest down the slope was silent, and the early morning light passed through the gaps between the trees. If it weren't for the shell craters that exuded the slightest heat, almost no one would associate this place with the battlefield.

However, through the observation hole that was almost covered by the soil, even if Fang Chang was not a perception player, he could still smell the murderous intention hidden under the silence.

Without hesitation, Lao Bai stretched out his index finger and tapped the VM twice quickly, switched the communication channel to the captain's voice, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, go to the fighting position immediately!"

"Prepare to engage the enemy!"

Players who had just logged into the game immediately emerged from the anti-gun holes, rushed into the trenches and took up positions, loading their rifles and light machine guns.

At the same time, the 100-man team of predators passing through the forest finally touched the edge of the pine forest!

The two sides met each other.

The centurion at the foot of the hillside didn't have time to think about why his artillery had fired several rounds of high-explosive grenades on the high ground, but there were still so many people standing in the trench in front of him.

There is only one thing he can do now -

"Fire! Everyone fire!"

Roaring loudly, the centurion lay down decisively behind the pine tree as thick as his thigh. While shooting at the high ground with the rifle in his hand, he urged the centurion beside him to lead the troops to press forward.

Of course the players stationed on the high ground would not let them succeed. Lao Bai took the lead in pulling the trigger and fired the first shot in the defense of Songlin Valley.

"Free fire! Repeat, free fire!"

"Attention, all team members, hit me hard!"

The battle is about to begin!

As soon as the predators rushed to the bottom of the slope, they were suppressed back by the firepower sloping down from the high ground.

Seeing the ferocious firepower on the high ground, the looters were forced to stop charging, and they all fell into the craters left by the previous shelling. They used the fallen pine trees and rocks as bunkers, and started a fierce exchange of fire with the players on the high ground. .

Suddenly there was loud gunfire up and down the slopes.

The battle situation is extremely anxious!

Seeing that the high ground ahead could not be conquered for a long time, Xiong Ya, who was standing on the north slope two kilometers away, looked anxious and couldn't help but curse.

"Have these idiots not eaten?"

Standing next to Xiong Ya, Tumen, who served as a staff officer, held a telescope in his hand and frowned while observing the distant position.

The firepower is too intensive!

There were probably hundreds of people squatting in the trenches, and the people at the bottom of the slope under the pressure of more than a dozen light machine guns could not even raise their heads. This position did not look like it had been washed by artillery shells.

"...Those people probably dug bombproof holes in the trenches."

Tumen couldn't understand.

No matter how he calculated, the other side only had 18 hours to build fortifications.

Even if we dig non-stop, it is not easy to dig out the trench in such a short time. However, they not only dug trenches, but even dug holes to withstand shelling.

Even for a real gopher, this speed is a bit exaggerated.

Putting down the telescope, Tumen looked at the commander standing aside and said solemnly.

"The opponent has rich experience in field combat, so this battle may not be easy to win!"

Hearing the staff officer's evaluation, Xiong Ya's eyes flashed with irritation.

Especially thinking about the mocking eyes of the Torch Church apostle made him furious.

Not easy to fight?

He still doesn’t believe it!

Looking at the mortar that had just been set up not far behind him, Xiongya raised his voice and ordered.

"The mortar team obeys the order!"

"Smash the high ground in front of the target!"

Following several bangs of artillery, dozens of mortar shells rose into the sky one after another and landed heavily on the southern slope of Songlinyu.

Explosions sounded one after another, and dust flew up from the high ground on the south side of Songlin Valley.

I didn't expect these predators to be so stupid. They didn't care about the teammates who were still charging, and even their own people were blown up.

The players squatting in the trenches were caught off guard by the bombardment, and they all lay down behind the bunkers to avoid the raging shrapnel.

Feeling the shrapnel flying around above his head, Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai and shouted.

"There are too many people in the trenches. Three ten-man teams are enough! The other people will hide in the anti-gun holes first. If the people outside fall, the people behind will come up again!"

"good!"

Lao Bai obviously realized the problem and immediately issued orders to each team through the command channel.

Twenty light machine guns were left on the position, and two people stood next to each machine gun. One person fired, and the other was responsible for delivering ammunition. The remaining people squatted at the entrance of the gun hole as a substitute, and rushed up to take over the position of their teammates.

With the adjustment of deployment, although the firepower on the position has weakened slightly, the efficiency has improved a lot.

The looters down the hillside were much worse off.

The mortar shells that came from behind them were completely inaccurate, and less than half landed on the high ground.

As for the remaining half...

Either it hit too far, or it landed on one's own face.

Machine guns were set up on the hillside in front, and mortars from teammates were firing behind them. They were caught in the middle and complained endlessly, and were in a dilemma.

In less than ten minutes, half of the entire hundred-man team was defeated!

"MMP! You can really explode, right..."

The mosquito lying in the trench cursed and fiddled with the VM screen with his index finger, setting the coordinates for the artillery attack on the hillside north of Songlin Valley.

Songlinyu is about ten kilometers away from Qingshi County, which is close to the maximum range of his 130 rocket.

But it’s not a big problem!

The rocket launchers of the Goblin Corps were all mounted on electric mule trucks. After Qingshi County was captured, they were stationed in a camp near the department store center.

At the beginning of the battle, he had already ordered the artillery team to drive trucks equipped with launch tubes to the open space in the northern suburbs of Qingshi County for deployment.

At this moment, his artillerymen have arrived at their positions and can launch counterattacks on the enemy mortar positions at any time!

"Attention Goblin Regiment Artillery Team! The coordinates of the artillery attack have been updated, a rocket salvo—"

"Blow it up for me!"

After waiting for a few minutes, a whistling sound was heard above everyone's heads, like a pipe organ playing.

Accompanied by the scream of the buzzer, thick and long tail flames tore through the silent morning and dusk, falling like raindrops on the northern part of Songlin Valley.

Fifty rockets suddenly poured out!

Although these rockets are not very accurate, their quantity makes up for this shortcoming.

The deafening roar made the mortar positions in the north immediately shut up, and thick smoke could be seen from the high ground in the north.

In less than half a minute, dozens of people were killed by the indiscriminate bombardment of rockets, and nearly a hundred people were injured.

There were cries of wolves and howls of ghosts on the battlefield amid thick smoke, and countless looters had their arms and legs blown off. The scene was simply like hell.

Struggling to get up from a piece of muddy land, Xiongya couldn't care less about the mud on his face, and his face was full of shock.

"Damn, what was that just now?!"

He had never seen such a terrifying weapon.

Countless missiles almost covered the sky, and one of them landed less than twenty meters away from him. The shock wave of the explosion knocked him to the ground.

He had never been so close to death.

At that moment, he even felt like he was losing his breath.

Perhaps, I shouldn't speak too fully...

"Rockets...fuck, they've got all this stuff out!"

Tumen, who was not far from Xiongya, also looked embarrassed, but he was a man who had seen the world, so his reaction was quite calm.

After taking a look at the messy battlefield behind him, Tumen's mood sank to the bottom.

Lacking fortifications and bunkers, this sudden round of saturated firepower caused them to lose at least the combat effectiveness of a hundred-man team.

Fortunately, he saved a hand and did not let all the troops behind him catch up, otherwise the losses would have been even heavier...

"I'm afraid the opponent's support firepower is greater than ours. We need the support of vehicles... Otherwise, if we continue to fight like this, even a thousand more people will not be enough."

"Get your men back!"

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the fact is before his eyes.

"Damn gopher...if he has the ability to come down from the high ground, he can have a fair fight with me like a man!"

Xiong Ya cursed tremblingly, pulled out the flare gun from his waist, inserted a green-painted flare, and fired a shot into the sky.

As the green light rose into the sky, the centurion who was directing the battle on the front line finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the signal light in the sky, calling for the surrounding predators to retreat.

"Old Bai, they retreated! What do you mean, chase them?"

He glanced at Zi and looked at Lao Bai aside.

Lao Bai, who stared down the slope, frowned and shook his head.

"Hold your position!"

Compared to the 500 people they blocked yesterday, these people were obviously much more difficult to deal with. At least they knew how to find cover and spread out their advance instead of swarming into their guns.

It seems that the difficulty of the levels is gradually increasing...

However, at this moment, Lao Bai suddenly noticed Mr. Garbage squatting at the door of the bomb-proof cave, gearing up. He felt a move in his heart, and then added another sentence after the previous order.

"Except Brother Trash."

As soon as I heard this sentence, I couldn't help but pick up rubbish level 99, and immediately got out of the bomb hole.

"Hahaha! It's finally my turn! Brothers, cover me!"

After that, the heavily armored lizard raised its head and roared excitedly, jumped out of the trench without any delay, and ran towards the pine forest at the foot of the hillside.

Seeing the big lizard jumping out of the trench, the commander and staff holding telescopes on the opposite position were dumbfounded.

"...What was that thing just now?" Xiong Ya swallowed and said.

Staring at Tumen at the edge of the pine forest, he spoke with difficulty.

"It looks a bit like a death claw...but it looks a bit smaller."

If this monster were allowed to rush behind him, none of the hundred men he sent out to seize the high ground would come back.

Xiongya didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly pushed the centurion standing next to him, urging him to give the order.

"Quick! Bring your people up!"

"The people who are covering us, get back!"

Armed with Iron Fist rocket launchers and heavy rifles for hunting large alien species, a team of 100 headed down the hillside.

However, they were still a step too late.

The garbage man who rushed into the crowd was like a rampaging tank, taking away several lives with every swing of his steel claws.

When the reinforcements running down the mountain finally caught up with the fleeing friendly troops, only a dozen people were left in the centurion sent to seize the high ground.

When he saw the reinforcements of the predators, Mr. Junk was not willing to fight, and immediately gave up the pursuit, turned around and fled into the pine forest behind him.

This is how the first round of confrontation between the Beartooth Tribe and the Burning Legion came to an end.

The 100-man raiders who first launched the attack dropped more than a hundred corpses, and only a dozen of them fled back to their positions on the north side.

The previous round of rockets not only caused more than a hundred casualties, but also completely shocked the Xiongya tribe who arrogantly clamored to contribute to Qingshi County within ten days.

Not to mention Qingshi County.

Just a high ground on the north side of Qingshi County cost them nearly 20% of their casualties...

After weighing the pros and cons, Xiong Ya followed the advice of his staff, abandoned the position on the north side of Songlin Valley, and retreated five kilometers to the direction of Xizhou City, leaving only two hundred-man troops to build trenches on the original position. and bomb shelters.

As for the players, they also suffered 17 casualties, half of which were carried away by mortars from the opposite side.

After discovering that the marauders on the northern position had withdrawn, there was no time to celebrate victory. The players in the trenches, led by the regimental commander, immediately reinforced the position under their feet.

The other party obviously won't give up.

No one knows when the next round of shelling will come.

At the same time, Lao Bai, who was digging trenches with his comrades, quickly received a new task through VM - to hold on to the high ground on the south side of Songlin Valley for at least 48 hours.

Supplies will arrive within 2 hours, including 10 10-heavy machine guns, and a mortar team composed of 20 NPCs.

After 48 hours, the Death Corps will switch defenses with them.

…

Qingshi County.

Temporary headquarters.

Looking at the battle reports sent from the front line and the logistics department at the same time, Chu Guang felt mixed feelings.

Only 24 hours after the war started, his little players had already destroyed 150 130-cm rocket launchers, 400 100-cm howitzers, and dozens of 100-kilogram aerial bombs and bomb-dropping aircraft for him.

In addition, there are nearly 31 tons of basic ammunition-including 670,000 rounds of 7 full-power rifle bullets and several machine gun bullets.

As for the mission rewards issued to players?

That's all trivial.

Even if calculated based on the battle reward of 1,000 silver coins per capita, the money distributed was only just over one million silver coins. With the "secondary market" of the silver coin consignment platform as a reservoir, some players will exchange silver coins into real currency to improve their lives, and a large base of pre-registered players will absorb this part of the inflation for them.

However, there is no place to pay for the bullets fired.

The biggest difference between the virtual economy and the real economy is probably here.

Although he had made sufficient preparations before the war, Chu Guang still deeply realized how expensive it was to fight.

Of course, with the superior firepower, the results achieved were quite astonishing.

In less than half a day, the thousands-man regiment annihilated the Ya clan's entire thousand-man regiment. The Burning Corps stationed in Songlin Valley even relied on the strength of a company to defeat a regiment that came to seize the high ground.

In addition, the equipment seized from Lion Tooth and the copper mine that was resuming production also allowed him to regain some blood.

While Chu Guang was silently calculating the expenses in his mind, the officers in the headquarters were discussing the next battle plan.

It is Wrench who is speaking now.

After several battles, although his frontline combat experience was still lacking, his strategic vision had improved a lot compared to when he was in the Guard.

It used to be that Vanus usually spoke at times like this, but now he can also put forward his own opinions based on the intelligence fed back by the frontline troops.

"...Songlin Valley is the only way from Qingshi County to Xizhou City. As long as the commander of the Ya clan is not a idiot, he will definitely win this strategic location at all costs."

"Currently, the Ya clan's thousand-man team has been repulsed by our troops, but I believe it won't be long before a more violent second round of offensive comes!"

"I also believe so."

Vanus, who was standing aside, stared at the map and nodded slowly.

"...If the Ya clan is allowed to occupy the high ground on the south side of Songlin Valley, their 100 artillery pieces will be able to hit the county seat of Qingshi County."

"Since we have the conditions to hold it, my suggestion is to send more manpower and do everything possible to control this position!"

Although until this morning, Vanus thought that the strategy of "advancing the front line ten kilometers further north" was too radical, after seeing the battle report sent back from the front line by the Burning Corps, all worries in his mind disappeared.

The strength of this elite corps was far more powerful than he imagined!

If each of these people has the ability to match ten, maybe they can really create miracles and turn the impossible into a reality.

Chu Guang, who had been listening to the discussions among the officers, sitting at the command table, suddenly spoke.

"Approximately how many people do you think we will need?"

Vanus thought for a moment and said.

"The terrain of Songlin Valley can deploy up to three thousand-man troops. If we want to block the attack of three thousand men... conservatively, we will need at least one thousand men."

Chu Guang asked.

"How about something more radical?"

Vanus was silent for a moment.

"Five hundred people."

At this time, Bernie, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"I'm afraid five hundred people are not enough. I know your infantry is very strong, but the Ya clan has tanks. They have suffered a loss at your hands once, and they will not make the same mistake next time."

Everyone looked at him in unison.

This man was once the captain of the 210,000th regiment of the former Legion Expeditionary Force. After following his superiors to defect to the Bone Chewing Tribe, he joined the Lion Tooth Account as a staff officer.

Since he had surrendered to the New Alliance under Vanus's persuasion, he was currently serving as a prisoner of war and serving as a temporary "Advisor on Military Operations against the Bone-Chewing Tribe".

Although Bernie's identity was somewhat sensitive, Chu Guang did not ignore the information he provided, but looked at him and asked.

"How many tanks they have."

Bernie shook his head: "I don't know the specifics... If it's just the equipment they took over from us, there would be about a dozen, but if you count the ones they bought from other places, it's hard to say."

"Buy?" Chu Guang frowned slightly, "Is there anyone else selling tanks to them?"

Bernie smiled bitterly.

"Not just tanks, but also replacement parts, maintenance tools, fuel, and artillery shells... You don't think those barbarians can be self-sufficient."

Chu Guang: "Continue."

Bernie paused for a moment and continued.

"... As far as I know, there is a place called 'Bugla' in the north-central part of the River Valley Province. They call themselves the Free State of Bugla. Most of the residents there are bounty hunters, mercenaries or thieves... and agents. They are the merchants who sell stolen goods and the factory owners who pay for the stolen goods. These people are never picky about buyers and sellers, and naturally they also do business with predators. Because they are close to the Great Rift Valley, they can even get a lot of good things that are rare in the wasteland. thing."

Chu Guang said slightly surprised.

"I thought the bone-chewing tribe would rob everything they came across."

Bernie made a helpless expression.

"They are indeed doing this, and even want to establish a kingdom of plunderers in the River Valley Province. However, nothing is absolute. The treasures they robbed must be traded with others, so they do not rob everyone. For example, in Red River Town, It used to be their second largest place for selling stolen goods, but the garbage mountain there was too eye-catching, and it happened to be blocking the Snake Clan's eastward march... so the honeymoon period for both parties came and went quickly."

"As for the Bugla Free State... it's too close to the Great Rift Valley. The Bone Chewing Tribe didn't dare to provoke those ruthless people and kept going south."

No wonder.

Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.

He had been curious about how the marauders drove the tanks here from the north. Even if there is fuel, any broken parts on the road must be repaired, right?

Equipment that is separated from logistical support are non-renewable resources.

And this is one of the reasons why Boulder City would rather spend money to hire a large group of cannon fodder to deal with the wave than send power armor up.

Chu Guangdao was not very worried about this trading partner of the Bone Chewing Tribe. Those people are doing business, not charity.

The Ya clan's march southward has stopped. There is not enough loot, and there is no industry to earn income. Even if there is a trade route, it is just a decoration.

As for those tanks?

Chu Guang was even less worried.

Are you afraid of a 100 kilogram aerial bomb?

No matter how hard the coffin board left to them by the legion was, the people inside were still made of flesh. If a 100-kilogram aerial bomb is thrown down, even the slime mold will be blown to pieces, let alone a few rookie tankers.

Chu Guang hoped that they would bring out the tanks as soon as possible. This thing was similar to the power armor of Boulder City, with one less broken one.

"...The longer this battle lasts, the better it is for us. Although the Ya clan has the numerical advantage, their logistics situation is not at the same level as ours!"

"As long as we do our best to contain them on our position and consume their physical strength and supplies through solid front lines and artillery fire, the final victory will definitely belong to us!"

Liu Ding, who had been staring at the map, suddenly sighed.

"It would be great if we could send a force to infiltrate their rear... Even if we don't fight them head-on, it would be good to unite with the local resistance organizations to create some trouble for them."

Of course, he just talked about it.

Infiltrating into the enemy's rear is just a matter of words, but it is not that difficult to implement.

Because this is equivalent to asking a group of soldiers to continue fighting while being separated from supplies and trapped in a tight siege.

Without a sufficient advantage, such a risky plan is tantamount to sending someone to death.

However, after Chu Guang heard this sentence, his eyes lit up.

"This is a good idea!"

Bernie frowned and shook his head.

"It's difficult... According to my understanding of the terrain in this area, Songlin Valley is the only road from Qingshi County to Xizhou City. Unless we go around from Tianshui, but that is the territory of the Snake Clan."

Vanus also cast a doubtful look at Chu Guang.

"How are you going to send the troops there?"

Chu Guang stood up and looked at the map, smiling slightly.

"Fly over of course!"