This Game Is Too Realistic

"The remains of a controllable fusion reactor were discovered in Xizhou City?"

After learning the news from Chu Guang, Yin Fang's face suddenly showed a surprised expression.

Chu Guang nodded.

"We already have the relevant insiders and the approximate location of the reactor. The information is highly likely to be reliable."

After suppressing his surprised expression, Yin Fang thought for a moment and spoke.

"...the backup reactor of the underground transportation network, this is terrible news. But even if the fusion reactor is intact and has not been started for more than two hundred years, repairing it...is probably not an easy task."

"And how are you going to solve the most critical problem of fuel?"

There are fundamental differences between conventional fusion reactors and those in shelters. . This difference is not only reflected in the size of the fuel rods, but also in the design of the entire device.

One is as a substitute for public facilities, and the other is the energy core of permanent fortifications. The former pursues energy utilization efficiency, while the latter pursues durability.

Even after being out of action for more than a century, or even two centuries, the shelter's reactors can still be restarted after inserting fuel rods.

But conventional reactors…

There is a high probability that after decades of shutdown, it will not be able to start normally.

In addition to restarting the reactor, there is also a more critical issue, which is the fuel of the reactor.

80% of the controllable fusion reactors on the People's Federation's land use third-generation controllable fusion technology with completely safe reaction processes and products, that is, a fusion reaction achieved by two helium three. This process releases a large amount of energy without producing any neutrons.

But the problem is...

If you want to mine helium-3 on a large scale, there are only two options.

Either go to Mercury or the moon.

No matter which one it is, it is a bit impractical for the new alliance at this stage.

After listening to Yin Fang's concerns, Chu Guang thought for a moment and then said.

"Don't worry about repairing the reactor. According to the intelligence obtained from the front line, Vault 101 in Xizhou City has carried out repair work on the reactor. Obviously those residents of the shelter have the relevant technology to repair the reactor...or they themselves are experts in this field. .”

Yin Fang nodded.

"This speculation is reasonable."

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"For the same reason, there is no need to worry too much about the fuel. Since they think there is a need to repair the reactor, there is a high probability that they already have the fuel needed to start the reactor, or... at least have the coordinates of the fuel."

Yin Fang's eyes lit up.

"It makes sense. If the fuel problem cannot be solved, repairing the reactor will be in vain. If it were me, they would definitely not waste that much effort."

"So the key now is to contact Shelter 101," Chu Guang said with a smile on his face. "If we expel the looters from Xizhou City and properly resettle the local survivors, we should be able to obtain their trust."

Although the door of Vault 101 has been closed again, the other party should retain the ability to observe the ground to determine the next time it will open.

It's just that the specific method of observation is unknown. The situation in each shelter is very different.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about how to contact the other party, Yin Fang on the side suddenly poured cold water on him.

"...That's what I say, but I think it's better not to be too optimistic."

Chu Guang looked at him.

"Why?"

Yin Fang shrugged and continued.

"If you have any contact with the Blue Jackets, you will know that they are a group of stubborn and difficult to communicate with. If they judge that the current surface conditions are not suitable for rebuilding their homes, they might just get into the hibernation cabin and lie down until the next century. Work.”

As if realizing that he had fired a map cannon and included his boss in the AOE, Yin Fang then added another sentence.

"Of course, I'm not talking about you...you are an exception."

Hearing this, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.

"It's okay, even if you include me, I don't really care."

After a pause, he continued.

"Difficulty in communication is indeed a problem, but we have to give it a try."

After all, it was a controllable fusion reactor.

Even if the remaining fuel reserves can only be used for twenty years, or even ten years, it can save a lot of development time for the new alliance.

Players from the old era and blue jackets who master core technologies can solve some development problems in their respective fields of expertise.

But if you want to achieve overtaking in corners, you still have to rely on the capital of the People's Alliance era.

Leaving the scientific expedition team's office, Chu Guang took the elevator to the B4 floor of the shelter, returned to the sofa in the browsing room and sat down.

It took Chu Guang ten minutes to edit a document on the reinforcement plan on the computer and issued instructions to various departments.

"The first batch of relief supplies is mainly food, medicine and a small amount of weapons. The airdrop plan is implemented by the H-1 'Dragonfly' project team of the No. 81 Steel Plant."

"In addition, the new alliance will set up a temporary office in Hope Town, Xizhou City, to complete work such as population statistics, household registration information registration, supply distribution, and survivor assistance."

Not only supplies, but also several managers had to be parachuted in. Now that Hope Town has become part of the alliance, it is naturally impossible for the alliance to leave them alone.

Including the training of guerrillas, rebuilding the management system, taking over logistics matters, etc... These tasks will be carried out as the aid materials arrive.

As for the candidates for the office.

Chu Guang thought for a moment.

It is best for this person to have sufficient knowledge of Xizhou City, and also have certain experience in resettling and managing refugees.

The most important thing is that he must stand firmly on the side of the new alliance and not be drawn into the old local relationship network.

Combining these factors, Chu Guang suddenly thought of a suitable candidate.

…

North of Shuguang City.

Refugee House Apartments.

Since taking over more than 600 survivors from Qingshi County, there was no spare space here, and it was even more overcrowded.

In order to solve the problem of insufficient manpower, the Logistics Department recruited a group of survivors who were literate and had certain management experience from the refugees to serve as coordinators.

As the leader of the refugees in Xizhou City, Ma Ban was naturally recruited into the team of co-management personnel and trained as a reserve talent.

Ma Ban has been working very seriously.

Not only because many of the accepted refugees are his compatriots, but also because he is eager to integrate into the New Alliance collective through this job.

They are a group of homeless people.

A new alliance willing to accept them is their only hope.

Even if the Bone Chewing Tribe is defeated, they will not be able to return to Xizhou City to live there. There is no place for them there.

However, what Ma Ban did not expect was that less than two months after he took up the post of coordinator of the homeless home, he received a transfer order from the Logistics Department.

And it was about the transfer order from his hometown.

"...Let me be the director of the Alliance's office in Hope Town?" After hearing what Old Luca said, Ma Ban was stunned.

Looking at Ma Ban who looked surprised, Old Luka nodded and said in a serious tone.

"This is what the manager meant."

Maban couldn't help but ask.

"I know it's the manager's order, but why...it's me."

Luka continued.

"The manager said that you know enough about the situation in Xizhou City, and he needs a manager who knows enough about the local situation to start working locally on behalf of the new alliance."

Hearing these words, Ma Ban couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his face.

"I do understand the situation in Xizhou City, but... my relationship with the resistance organization in Xizhou City is not that good."

If the relationship was good, he wouldn't take his tribe members to wander south.

Seeing through Maban's concerns, Old Charlie continued.

"You don't have to worry about this. From now on, you represent the new alliance, not you and your tribe. We will send people to assist you in your work. You only need to follow our instructions and do a good job in rescuing and resettling survivors. That’s it.”

Hearing that the new alliance would send people to help him, Maban finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Understanding is understanding. If the people there don't cooperate with you, even if you understand their situation, it will be in vain.

Now there is one last question left.

"The road leading to Xizhou City has been blocked now. How should I go back?"

Although there were lion teeth in Qingshi County before, the road from Xizhou City to Qingquan City was not completely blocked. It was still no problem to go around it through the forest outside the county when it was dark.

But that's not possible now.

Songlinyu has become the front line. The highlands on both sides are densely packed with trenches. It would be a dream to sneak past the predators.

Old Luca smiled and said.

"Don't worry about that, we've prepared a plane for you."

"airplane?"

Ma Ban was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

It didn't make him uneasy for a long time.

As old Luka spoke his next words, his premonition quickly became a reality.

"That's right, you will arrive in the sky above Xizhou City in the H-1, the latest equipment of the New Alliance, and the elite of the Guards will take you to parachute."

Hearing these words, Ma Ban was stunned.

"Wait, I've never skipped—"

As if he had guessed what he would say, Old Luca gave him a relaxed smile and patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"Don't worry, the Guards are the confidants of the administrator. They are all professionally trained paratroopers. You don't need to worry about landing. You only need to obey the order and then set off with your luggage and appointment letter. !”

Ma Ban: "???"

…

late at night.

The airport in the north of Shuguang City.

A propeller plane nearly twenty meters in length slowly drove onto the runway.

Compared with the "little sparrows" in the hangar whose average length is only five or six meters, this big guy named H-1 "Dragonfly" is obviously more like a serious aircraft.

Three electric motors provide it with sufficient power, and the casing made of A3 aerospace aluminum alloy allows it to better defend against small arms fire while remaining lightweight.

Although its maneuverability is not as good as Goblin Technology's W-2, it has better cruising speed and endurance for long-distance flights.

Whether it is long-distance transportation or strategic bombing missions, it can easily handle it.

Even according to the requirements of the managers, it is easy for it to install 37 artillery guns on the side of the fuselage to provide close fire support for ground troops.

"Brothers, let the little flies from Goblin Technology see what professionalism is! What a real airplane is!"

"Ouch!"

At the airport, the players from Factory 81 made a vigorous call and sent the only young player among them who had ever touched an airplane in reality to serve as the pilot.

As for the candidate of the co-pilot, one of the factory directors - [Yar I want to go to the toilet] will be the one.

The H-1 "Dragonfly" is a two-seat aircraft. Although it is theoretically possible to carry a single load, it is best to put something in the co-pilot position to balance the weight.

Although Brother Wusuo has never flown a plane, it is no problem to sit in the co-pilot seat and make up the numbers.

"Brother, can you do it?"

Wearing a pilot's hat and sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Brother Tousuo said nervously while fastening his seat belt.

The cost and labor hours of the H-1 were more than ten times that of the W-2, especially since this aircraft was the only prototype of the No. 81 Steel Plant.

Although they had gone through many tests before to ensure that this big machine could fly, this was the first time he went to the front line to perform a mission, and he could not tolerate being nervous.

"Don't ask me if it's OK. If you can't stand it, remember to stop. This is a propeller plane. It can't reach a speed of 400 per hour. Why is it so difficult to fly it?" [Unprofessional Anti-Steamed Bread] chuckled, holding the joystick with both hands and turning on the electric motor. The door was pushed to the bottom, "Sit tight!"

A huge thrust came from his back, and Brother Yasuo was caught off guard and was directly pressed into the seat.

"I'm going to ask you, where did you drive?"

"2042!"

"?"

"Hahaha, just kidding...ahem, it's actually Zhan Lei."

"???"

The muscles all over his body were tense, and Brother Tousuo stared at the speed dial with his eyes wide open, watching the plane accelerate to the maximum.

With the roar of the propeller, the landing gear left the ground, the "dragonfly" with its wings stretched out, raised its huge head, and finally rose smoothly into the sky.

Looking at the ground gradually receding outside the cabin, Brother Wusuo's racing heart finally calmed down a little and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It feels like flying a plane is pretty easy."

Of course, the main thing is that this guy really knows a little bit.

As for what was said in War Thunder, it must be nonsense.

Brother Mantou chuckled.

"Really? Why don't you have a meeting instead?"

As he spoke, he released the joystick.

The fuselage tilted slightly, and Brother Tousuo, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the armrest welded to the cockpit and screamed.

"Holy shit! Don't mess around."

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, I was just kidding." Pig Nose snorted, and Steamed Bun smiled evilly and grabbed the joystick, gently and skillfully re-aligned the tilted fuselage.

Brother Tousuo glared at this guy fiercely.

MMP!

I'll let you use your last name next time!

"One thing to say, the material of this aircraft is really hard. Damn it, it's so unbelievable to use it on a propeller aircraft!" Brother Mantou was still chattering while holding on to the joystick.

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Brother Tousuo reached out and turned on the communication switch.

He cleared his throat and said seriously.

"This is Dragonfly, we have successfully taken off... How far are you from your destination?"

Along with a burst of noisy electricity, a familiar voice came from the communication channel.

"We are already here, waiting for you... Where are you? How long will it take?"

"We'll be on our way, in about twenty minutes."

"Don't worry, be safe."

"Copy that, we'll pay attention!"

It was not only Brother Tousuo who was sitting in the passenger seat who was nervous, but also Ma Ban, who was tied to the seat in the cabin.

Feeling the vibration of the seat beneath him, every cell in his body was trembling. Especially when the fuselage tilted for a moment just now, it almost scared him out of his wits.

Not to mention it was his first time skydiving, it was even his first time flying.

From the moment he got on the plane, he was panicked.

"I always feel like this plane is going to fall apart!"

"Relax, it will be over soon, it's not that exaggerated." Lu Bei, who was sitting next to him, had a very calm expression and even comforted him.

However, this sentence did not have a comforting effect, but made Maban even more nervous.

What the hell is it over so soon? !

Are we talking about skydiving again?

In addition to the two people, there were four other people sitting on the plane.

In addition to delivering supplies to Hope Town, this flight also went with the supplies, including three awakened members of the Guards Regiment and three logistics department managers.

As early as a month ago, soldiers of the Guards Regiment received parachuting training at the airport, and now they have begun to bear fruit.

Tandem skydiving is one of the training subjects. As long as the person tied to the body does not move, there will basically be no major problems.

Maban's thoughts were in confusion.

At this moment, an alarm bell rang in the cabin, and his nerves were instantly tense.

"What happened?!"

"Don't be nervous, we're almost there," Lu Bei threw him a nylon buckle, "Take it, I'll tie you to my body in a moment."

Ma Ban stared at this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. No matter how he looked at him, he was just a kid and didn't look very reliable.

"What, how to tie it up?"

Lu Bei said patiently.

"Turn your back to me and leave the rest to me."

…

Night sky.

A plane nearly twenty meters long flew over Xizhou City and dropped a string of parachutes into the night.

Under the cover of darkness, a group of guerrilla soldiers, led by four players, quietly approached the box.

After carefully observing the surrounding situation, Ye Shi made a gesture behind him.

"Safety."

The guerrilla soldiers filed out of the darkness, swarmed up to the airdrop box, and dragged it into a side alley.

When they saw the bags of dry food hanging in the airdrop box, everyone's faces showed surprise and even excitement.

Finger potatoes!

There are also baked and fried green wheat cakes!

Many people have only eaten a piece of nutritional cream from noon until now, and they have already started to swallow when they see the food in front of them.

Ye Shi also had a surprised expression on his face.

But he was not surprised by the contents of the box, but by the size of the box.

“Can Mosquito’s plane carry so much stuff?”

A box one meter long and wide.

It doesn't look like it can fit into a small airplane like a mosquito.

Lao Bai raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"It doesn't look like a mosquito plane... The person we were docking with just now was Brother Wusuo. I heard that Factory No. 81 is also building airplanes. Maybe it's new equipment that we haven't seen before."

Ye Shi said in surprise.

"Damn, I haven't seen them showing off on the forum."

Lao Bai smiled and said.

"Who knows, maybe he wants to hold back his ultimate move."

Walking to the side of the ecstatic guerrillas, Fang Chang looked at everyone and said.

"You guys transport the supplies back first, we have to pick up a few more people here."

Restraining the excitement on his face, the guerrilla leader looked at him and said.

"Is it okay if it's just you? I'll bring a few people with you!"

"No need," Fang Chang patted the assault rifle hanging on his chest and said with a smile, "The few of us are enough. Just wait for us at the entrance of the subway station!"

Although he was still a little worried, the guerrilla leader still nodded.

"Then be careful."

…

The moment his feet left the cabin, Maban felt as if his heart had been frozen. It wasn't until his feet touched the ground that the manic heartbeat returned to his chest.

While floating in the air, he thought more than once, what if the parachute didn't open, what if the predators happened to see their parachute.

Fortunately, this didn't happen...

Ma Ban collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. This was the first time that he had such a feeling in his heart - it felt so good to have his butt touching the ground.

After undoing the nylon buckle, Lu Bei, who was more than ten years younger than him, cut the umbrella rope with a dagger and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Get up quickly, there will be trouble when the predator patrol comes here soon."

As soon as he heard about the predators, Maban's relaxed mood suddenly became tense, and he jumped up from the ground with excitement.

"What do we do now?"

"Go to the assembly point on the map to join the others," Lu Bei said calmly, taking out the Pu-9 submachine gun. "A team from the Burning Corps is already waiting for us there."

The entire airborne process was uneventful.

All three groups of six landed.

Looking at these NPCs who were in a mess but not in any serious condition, Ye Shi couldn't help but click his tongue.

"You think they are all fine?"

Even after so many parachute jumps, there are still unlucky kids in the Corps who die in various accidents.

Stormy Wind replied casually.

"Maybe it's because they only have one life, so they practice more seriously."

Ye Shi suddenly said.

"Damn, that makes sense!"

If you think about it carefully, this is really the truth.

If this game were more hard-core, and the sequence level would be reset directly after death, I guess those idiots who insist on pretending to be able to open an umbrella at the extreme distance would be able to restrain themselves a little bit...

One night.

The New Alliance airdropped nearly 12 tons of food to Xizhou City, as well as antibiotics, weapons, ammunition and other materials that were urgently needed locally.

Along with this batch of supplies, three soldiers from the Guards Regiment and three managers from the Logistics Department arrived.

Living up to the expectations of the administrators, Maban took the lead in establishing the alliance office as soon as he arrived in Hope Town, and took over the warehouse and refugee relief work in Hope Town.

Seeing old acquaintances and people from the new alliance standing together, Wu Chengyi and other Hope Town management officials were surprised, but they didn't say anything.

There had been some disagreements between them because of the migration, but it was also a helpless act for survival, and the two sides did not reach the level of enemies.

On the contrary, after seeing that the survivors in Xizhou City could also be reused by the alliance, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the manager did not lie to them.

The person responsible for connecting with Ma Ban is Yang Duo, the logistics manager of the resistance organization.

Considering that he was the earliest official in the management to support joining the alliance, Wu Chengyi felt that if he was given the job, there would be less resistance.

Of course, the most important thing is that the two have had some friendship before.

Although only a little bit...

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(37.6 degrees, a bit of a low fever. I feel better after taking medicine. It must be the flu. I didn’t eat glutinous rice balls during the Lantern Festival this year. I just took medicine... I’m overdrafted enough. It’s not that I really can’t bear it, I usually can’t. I will ask for leave. T.T)