This game is too real.

Chapter 462 The gas tank that fell from the sky is just like their past

Although he didn't show his face on the front line for more than a week, Chu Guang has always had his little players silently watching him from behind.

After seeing a series of coquettish operations by these players, Chu Guang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Good guy... this 'game' is real, let them understand it."

Cannon fodder training is okay.

Not only helped the pangolin to wipe the head, but also helped the friendly army to go to the inventory at the bottom of the box.

In this way, the pangolin gained military merit, the newcomers grew up, the allies got new equipment, and the alliance got an arms order... After counting, he won at least three times, and he won it lying down.

What a genius came up with this idea!

Sitting on the desk, Xiao Qi tilted her head, observed the expression on Chu Guang's face, and asked in a low voice.

"Master, I feel that the undercover agents you arranged in the Legion seem to be in danger... Shall I remind them? Don't play too exaggeratedly."

"No, just let them go," Chu Guang smiled and shook his head, "That guy doesn't die so easily, it's too fake to be merciful on the battlefield, but it's more real this way."

It would be better if he could get hurt.

As a war hero, he was sent back to the rear to recuperate, and maybe he could go to the west of the Central Continent to see what was going on with the legion.

He always heard Vanus say how mighty and majestic Triumph City is, there is not even a photo, and the information on this official website is not very easy to write.

Xiao Qi nodded with a half understanding.

"Good."

Although I don't understand it very well, but the master said so, there should be no problem.

Sliding the scroll wheel of the mouse with his index finger, Chu Guang continued to browse the posts on the forum.

Almost at the point where they were about to go offline, a ghost suddenly jumped out of the group named [No Inside Ghost].

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Brothers are cute!!! Big inside story!"

Paddle on the edge: "What's the inside story?"

I am the darkest: "You were carried away by Mengxin?"

Battlefield atmosphere team: "Get out! Seriously, wasn't there a shortage of ammunition on the front line before? In the beginning, our ammunition was distributed from other sections of this defense zone. Today, we suddenly started to distribute ammunition from other defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Fuck?!"

Paddle on the edge: "Really?"

Commander Quanshui: "Can you confirm which defense zone it is!?"

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Hey, what I want to talk about is exactly this. The ammunition box delivered today is engraved with the numbers G40 and 41. Not surprisingly, it should be sent by these two defense zones!"

Mole on the run in the canyon: "Nice!"

Commander Quanshui: "Remember to count the ammunition delivered each time! At that time, we can calculate the remaining ammunition in each defense zone, and adjust the offensive route of Plan No. 3 in a targeted manner!"

When typing these words, Commander Quanshui was so excited that his palms were almost sweating.

If all goes well, when the operation officially begins next week, they will face a group of defenders who are short of ammunition and demoralized.

This line of defense is as fragile as an egg shell, and it will break with a single knock!
As long as a hole can be opened in their defense line, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps can drive straight into the No. 3 oasis, cooperate with the troops of several divisions to quickly divide the battlefield, and completely break up the enemy's defense force.

It is easy to wipe out the [-] troops!
Battlefield atmosphere group: "Hey, what kind of merit is this, sir? (Satisfied)"

Commander Quanshui: "It's a solid special achievement!"

Edge stroke: "6666!"

……

In just one week, the 7-man team led by the pangolin has wiped out a team of [-] men in the alliance.

The victories in the past few days not only doubled the confidence of the soldiers on the front line, but also the officers at all levels of command could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Before heading to the front, they saw terrified deserters and heard rumors about how brutal and murderous the Union soldiers were.

Looking at it now, it is nothing more than that.

Presumably those clumsy followers were just making excuses for their failures.

Now the legendary deeds of the G53-7 defense area are like wings, and spread throughout the entire army under Griffin's instruction.

This kind of legendary story boosts morale, similar to ace snipers or pilots.

Although one or two elites cannot change the direction of the entire battle, they can give most people the confidence that "I can do it myself".

As for why the alliance is clinging to the G53-7 defense zone and refuses to invest more troops in combat, there are different opinions within the legion.

Some people believe that position G53 may be the strategic focus of the alliance's next phase of offensive plan, and they intend to use it as a breakthrough in the campaign.

However, most people still prefer another view.

In other words, there were disagreements within the alliance on whether to continue the war.

This situation is not uncommon in the Legion's road to conquest.

Although it has a huge size, not every army in the legion can win hearty victories in every battle.

Especially those wars that are not dominated by the will of the legion as a whole, are occasionally put together by the forces of survivors entrenched in the place.

But even so, these survivor settlements finally chose to surrender out of fear of the huge size of the legion.

Of course, there are still a few people who believe that the reason may be more immediate than the difference of opinion-the alliance is not going to last in a physical sense.

War is a money game.

It is true that the enterprises' assistance to the alliance is true, but the continuous losses caused by the assistance are also true.If the alliance bears all the logistical expenses by itself, the alliance's economic size and fledgling industrial capacity may not be able to last even a week.

This information was provided by their business partner, the Buguera Free State located in the northern part of the Valley Province.

In this case, it is not difficult to explain why the soldiers who launched a "suicide attack" towards the G53-7 line of defense have their hips stretched every time...

Camp G53-7.

Looking at the bundles of rifles piled on the ground, and a pile of ammunition of different calibers and lengths, the officer who came here to recover the spoils couldn't help joking in a mocking tone.

"Did they take out all the inventory at the bottom of the box?"

The equipment seized on the battlefield has a high failure rate, so before it can be used, it usually needs to be sent to the repair team under the ten thousand team for repair and reconditioning.

The positioning of this repair team is probably similar to that of a division-level repair company.

According to the military regulations of the Legion, unless there are special circumstances, combat units at all levels are not allowed to detain and seize equipment without permission. They need to be sent to the maintenance team for reconditioning, and then transferred to the logistics team for uniform distribution.

However, this military regulation is not strictly enforced.

After all, whether the situation is special or not depends on the judgment of the frontline commanders themselves. Considering that the supplies may be gone one day, most commanders are more inclined to keep the supplies for themselves.

Especially now that it is obvious that there is a problem, no matter how high the failure rate of these seized weapons is, it is still better than nothing.

However, the pangolin is different. This simple war hero "generously" gave up all the supplies seized from the alliance.

joke.

He is not stupid!

What kind of rifles did that dog in Quanshui give the newbies? The newbies couldn't figure it out, how could he figure it out?

This is a beta version, and iron-pipe rifle dogs don't even need it!

"It seems that there is a big problem with the alliance's logistics," the field guy whistled, and casually echoed, "Maybe it won't take long to win."

The officer grinned.

"I really don't know how those rookies who escaped from the No. 9 oasis fought."

The field guy teased.

"It just so happens that we can teach them hand in hand."

"Haha."

The officer laughed heartily.

Although this pangolin is not from Willant, it is quite interesting to speak unexpectedly.

And it doesn't matter who they are, as long as they can beat up the alliance and vent their anger on their behalf, they are their good friends.

He even liked the guy a little bit.

At this time, a woman with dark brown hair jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck at the end of the convoy.

The sudden appearance of a woman in the barracks full of old men naturally attracted the attention of a group of ten husbands, and even the not-so-smart clones also looked over.

That looks really nice.

However, after seeing her high nose bridge, the officers who originally planned to whistle and tease her seemed like deflated balls, and stayed where they were cool.

The Willanters don't think highly of them.

Although they were lucky enough to transfer from the subordinate army to the formation of the regular army, just being lucky was not enough for them to climb high.

They knew very well that it was impossible for those big noses to look at them, and instead they would give them two whips for offending them.

The Fieldman sized the woman up.

Her pupils were blue, her dark brown hair was braided, and she had the trademark high bridge of the Willante...and even taller mountains.

It's not that the legion has no women, but almost all of them are "foreign races" who work as servants. This is the first time he has seen a pure-blooded Willant.

And it was also the first time he discovered that the big nose is not always so ugly, it still depends on which face it is placed on.

The woman walked straight up to him.

"Hello, Mr. Pangolin."

"you are?"

"Penny, a reporter from Triumph, nice to meet you," the woman smiled and stretched out her right hand, showing the notebook and recording pen in her arms, "The command sent me here to understand the situation... Is it convenient for you to be interviewed now?"

As the name suggests, "Triumph News" is a newspaper issued by Triumph City, and it is also the most widely circulated newspaper within the Legion. However, due to the efficiency of information dissemination and other reasons, the editions printed in different regions are quite different.

For example, in Triumph City, the "Triumph News" mainly reported the news of Triumph City, and news from the front line was usually placed after three pages.

But on the front line, the content of "Triumph" will try to avoid hometown and family topics as much as possible, but focus on victory, beauties, cool stories and all the news that can stimulate the soldiers' hormones, and there are some things that can pass the time. Puzzles, crossword puzzles for boring time in the trenches.

Most grassroots officers are literate and can read to ordinary soldiers, and the radio will also read newspapers at specific times.

In order to ensure the enthusiasm of the soldiers for expanding the territory, the officers need someone to show off their muscles on the battlefield, someone to live a luxurious life like an emperor in the survivor colony, and someone to make a fortune from the war... Even if If not, it can be edited with a little modification.

This kind of newspaper, like bread, alcohol, and tobacco, does not require soldiers to pay for it themselves, and is part of the logistics supplies.

As soon as he heard that "Triumph" was going to interview him, the Warfield guy remembered what Coleway told him yesterday, and was immediately happy, and immediately shook her hand.

"It's my honor to be able to serve the beauty. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Flattery about appearance is old-fashioned, but it never goes out of style.

Sure enough, the corners of Penny's mouth slightly turned up, revealing a happy expression.

"In order not to waste your time, I'll just get straight to the point."

Gently flicking her bangs, she skillfully turned on the recording pen, looked at the pre-written questions in the notebook, and said.

"So the first question...do you have any family?"

The warlord said without hesitation.

"I'm an orphan, and the officer who took me in, Colway, is my family."

Penny looked at him in surprise, with more sympathy in her eyes, and continued to ask.

"I heard that you are an awakened one?"

"Yes."

"You must have had a hard workout, right?"

The Battlefield guy smiled embarrassedly.

"Uh, that's not true. In fact, I woke up quite inexplicably...I still haven't figured out what happened."

Penny froze for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"That's true. Most awakened people discovered that they had obtained abilities different from ordinary people by accident... Even survivors other than the Willant people have a certain probability of becoming lucky."

After a pause, she continued.

"Then may I ask... what makes you invincible on the battlefield?"

The warfield guy replied almost without thinking.

"Of course it is loyalty to the Marshal!"

Penny was slightly taken aback, and asked subconsciously.

"But... aren't you from the Jinchuan Province? You've never met the Marshal, have you?"

"It's not important," the warfield guy said bluntly without blushing, "Although I have never met His Majesty the Marshal, nor have I ever been to Triumph City, but the lord's ideas deeply attracted me."

"This chaotic world needs order! And only when noble blood flows in all blood vessels, can this world usher in eternal order!"

Hearing that impassioned speech, Penny's expression couldn't help being moved.

This is……

What loyalty!
"Then what do you think of your chief, Colway—"

Before the words fell, they were interrupted by a sudden explosion.

Deafening explosions came from the front line not far away, and the flying stones and dust rushed to a height of more than ten meters, and even sprinkled near the convoy.

The soldiers of the repair company raised their arms one after another, covering their heads and dodging.

The officer's cap was blown off by the turbulent air wave, and the face of the warfield guy changed instantly.

What the hell!

Is it different from the promised time?

The revenge buddies didn't give him time to hesitate.

After a short pause, a whoosh whoosh scream suddenly came from the air.

I saw gas tanks with steel pipes stuck in their buttocks flying randomly in the sky, and explosions and flames bloomed on the battlefield like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

"Lie down!"

Seeing a huge gas tank flying towards this side, the Zhandi guy's face changed wildly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Penny's arm, dragging her to the ground.

This guy can't die!
Or he pretended for a long time and was forced to pretend for nothing? !
"boom--!"

The moment the two fell down, the loud explosion sounded almost at the same time.

The turbulent shock wave raged and spread, overturning a truck on the spot, and almost knocked off the maintenance team officer who was bragging with him before.

It was half a minute after the dust settled.

After confirming that there were no new explosions, the Battlefield guy released Penny who was under his pressure, and got up from the ground.

"Damn it! Bah—"

After spitting out the sand in his mouth, the war-field guy wiped the ashes from his face, cursed, and looked at the frightened war-field reporter.

"Are you OK?"

This guy is not good.

Is this your first time on the job?
Without answering his question, Penny's face was pale, she was lying on the ground and dared not get up, her eyes were filled with undecided fear, and her pants were vaguely wet.

After a long time, she said in a trembling voice.

"Just now, what was that...?"

listen to that voice...

Why is it louder than a 100mm gun? !
The battlefield guy smiled.

"The gas tank bomb is really powerful, but it's not very accurate, and the range is not very far... It's not the first time we have encountered it."

Penny swallowed.

Gas tank bomb? !

This is... how barbaric!

"Are you...are you subjected to such bombardment every day?" Her voice trembled, and she did not forget to find the recording pen from the ground and pick it up.

"Those people's basic operations... You see, the alliance is only capable of this. It looks scary, but the effect is mediocre. There is nothing to worry about!"

The warfield guy grinned, picked up the rifle and hat that had fallen aside, "Wait for me a while, I'll collect those dogs."

After all, before Penny reached out to stop him, he turned around and stepped into the smoky battlefield.

The newcomers hit the ground running.

Even the "saturated firepower" has been adjusted!
In addition to being surprised, he couldn't help panicking.

If I don't go up and help those mentally handicapped clones, maybe this position will really be gnawed down by these guys!
Plan No. 3 is entering a critical stage. Defense Zone 53 is not the key target of the alliance. At that time, the Stormtroopers and Skeleton Corps will even let them escape.

At this time, even if he wins his position, it will not help the overall situation of the battle, and may lose the big because of the small.

For the league!

For Your Majesty the Manager!
No matter what he said, he had to kill these newcomers with cerebral palsy.

When Comrade Pangolin rushed to the front, Panny, who was left behind, was in a mess like a ball of yarn.

When the pangolin grabbed her arm just now, she was startled suddenly, but her beating heart soon stopped for half a second because of the explosion that was close at hand.

Now her heart was beating again, and it was pounding.

The firm chest and the arms full of security are lingering in her mind no matter what.

Especially the back view left to her at the end...

Not just loyalty.

That's... how heroic!

A trace of obsession gradually appeared in the confused eyes, and soon enough, that obsession turned into pity and regret.

Pity.

So loyal and heroic, yet alien.

No matter how high the honor he has achieved and how much wealth he has, he can only combine with a foreign race in the end.Even if his chief recognizes his ability, he will not be contacted by mainstream society.

Thoughts in my mind were chaotic.

At this moment, Penny suddenly felt a burst of dampness, and her whole face turned red into an apple in an instant.

She had never been so deep into the front line, and it was the first time she felt the shelling at such a close distance. Her internal organs were trembling from the earth-shattering explosion just now, and she couldn't hold it back for a while.

She was so ashamed that she wanted to die in place, she quickly took off her coat and tied it around her waist, subconsciously looked in the direction where the pangolin disappeared, biting her red lips that were almost bleeding.

should……

Didn't you see it?

……

In the distance, it is about one kilometer away from the G53-7 defense line.

More than a dozen tripods stood at the foot of the sand dunes, and the empty steel pipes were facing straight towards the legion's position.

With the support of the "seniors" such as Spring, Edge, and Mosquito, these newcomers who entered the game in version 0.4 of Beta not only started "big training" on the front line, but also started "big production". Even local materials were used to create an earthy arsenal.

Facts have proved that the creativity of the working people is endless. If it is not controlled, let alone unconscionable cannonballs, even unconscionable Katyusha can be rectified.

After a calibrated shot, the twelve gas tank rockets fired a round of rocket-covered momentum, somewhat like a battlefield atmosphere.

"Awesome! This is called war, right?"

A pinch waved his fist excitedly.

"That's right! This is no better than a mortar!"

Holding the chessboard in his hand, he clicked his tongue reluctantly.

"Unfortunately not accurate."

It is true that there is a row of potholes and bad ground on the position, but it is hard to say how many people were killed. The only good thing is that at least the machine gun position was blown up.

The safest way to play now is to retreat back and pull a cart of shells over, and shoot another round towards the opposite position, or get some smoke bombs to seal the smoke.

It's a pity that those old players are not human beings, just throw them here and pat their butts and leave.

Without food, fresh water, and guides, if you want to cross the [-]-kilometer desert and return to the rear, it would be more efficient to kill yourself.

"In short, let's dig and fight—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the man next to him put his bayonet under the barrel of his gun, and raised his gun and howled excitedly.

"Bros!"

"While they are sick, kill them!"

"Rush!"

After speaking, he took out a whistle from nowhere and held it in his mouth, and blew it desperately.

"—!"

The piercing whistle rang through.

As soon as the charging whistle was heard, the shouts of killing on the battlefield boiled instantly, and each of the Mengxins charged towards the smoky battlefield as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Come on!"

"Gold coins from Bottie!"

"Ouch!"

"silver!!!"

"Bring it to you!"

……

The second and fifth sons, who are shouldering the task of being a manager, started a bloody and tragic fight with the buddies who "do not speak martial arts" on the fragmented ground.

Both sides were red-eyed.

On the one hand, he couldn't die, on the other hand, he didn't want to die so quickly.

If it wasn't for the resurrection of both sides, it must have been an epic and tragic scene.

At the same time, when the frontline battle was in full swing, Shuguang City, thousands of kilometers away, was calm.

Compared with the fiery battle on the front line, life in the rear is like retirement.

Due to the excessive hunting of players, and the popularity of a series of delicacies such as crab cakes, monster steaks, salt-grilled hyena meat, buttered mushroom baked rice, as long as they do not go deep into the urban areas occupied by slime molds, there are not many people around Dawn City alone. Alien.

Not even the spawning split-claw crabs could be caught in the nuclear bomb craters in the Elm District.

There is no doubt that these monsters are all eaten and extinct. If you want to hunt delicious alien species, you can only go north to the jungle mountainous area in the northern part of Qingshi County.

Or, you can only go to Jinchuan province with dense jungles and vast plains.

In order to enrich the diet of the people of Dawn City, a certain lizard and mouse recently organized an expeditionary army, bringing a few new and restless old players, and preparing to go to Jinchuan Province.

And the ultimate goal is the southernmost coast of death!
It is said that it is the site of the Church of the Torch, and there will be many exoskeletons with high technological content.

For example, the "Water Arrow Turtle" suit in Quanshui is said to have been made by members of the Torch Church.

Not only that, I heard that a businessman named Zhou Nan boasted that there is a "glowing sea" there.

This scenery is definitely much better than Yinyue Bay!
Luo Yu originally wanted to follow suit.

But helplessly, he now has a mop bottle hanging on his body.

According to the manager's description, the level on the B6 floor seems to rely on Xiaoyu's "swallowing" feature to solve it.

Although I am very happy that the dog plans to compensate his god pet with hidden tasks, but I have to say that the process of raising a baby is really a bit boring.

His daily routine now is like walking a dog, taking Xiao Yu to the northern suburbs for a stroll, slaughtering two creepers or watching it eat and drink.

Then, take it back to wander around the settlement, use up the exuberant energy, and dispel the wariness of the nearby residents towards this polite child by the way.

In fact, the latter are secondary, the key is the former.

If this guy's energy is not exhausted, it won't be able to sleep at night, and it will do everything possible to wake him up like a cat. If it can't be woken up, it will do some strange things to his training cabin.

For example, as soon as he woke up last time, he saw a bloody mouth stuck to the transparent hatch, which almost scared him to pee.

It was as if he was going to swallow him alive.

However, after seeing him wake up again, Xiao Yu will soon return to her cute and cute appearance, like a lively little dolphin, happily "babbling" around him.

It's as if nothing happened just now.

In order to educate this guy and let it integrate into human society, Luo Yu not only taught it the human-linked language, which he was not very proficient in, but also tried to feed it some human food occasionally.

Although it is still resistant to cooked food, it is quite fond of things with high sugar content.

Especially the lollipop with additional attribute gain sold in the NPC store. After eating it, it will not only make a happy sound, but even the plastic stick will not vomit.

Besides, after a period of training, another thing that surprised Luo Yu happened to this little guy.

It finally learned to hunt!

(End of this chapter)