This game is too real.

Chapter 492 This Hard-Won Ending
A plain about [-] kilometers away from the royal capital.

After ordering the entire army to infiltrate the enemy's territory in units of hundreds, Commander Quanshui led a team of hundreds to cross several miles across the dark wheat fields, and finally arrived at the nearest road.

The three infantry squads immediately dispersed forward, advancing along the road and both sides of the road in the formation of arrows, while searching and advancing.

"It is said that the wheat is ripe, no one harvests it?"

The one who walked in front was safe in the ground, stretched out his hand and squeezed a wheat ear and rubbed it gently in his hand, and looked closely at the green bud tip that had drilled out of the wheat ear.

As the saying goes, "Nine times are ripe, ten percent is harvested, ten percent is ripe, and one percent is lost." When the wheat is fully ripe before harvesting, the yield will be reduced by at least [-] to [-] kilograms per mu, and the quality of the crops will be much worse.

If it catches up with the continuous rainy weather and the wheat germinates or becomes moldy, the loss will be even greater.Fortunately, it seldom rains in the oasis, and the fresh water resources are supplied by the river embankment and preserved in the infiltrated soil.

"...It's normal. The mobilization of the Falcon Kingdom has reached the final stage, and the production activities of the whole society have stagnated. Not to mention that the wheat is ripe and no one is harvesting it. Even if it is received in the granary, it cannot be delivered to the dining table of ordinary people. "

Glancing at the endless wheat field next to him, Commander Quanshui clicked his tongue regretfully.

What a pity for this fertile black land.

If this land is handed over to the alliance's life professional players to develop, the yield per mu can be as high as a thousand catties.

If it is combined with the high-quality seeds provided by the CNC planting tower and the Biological Research Institute, two thousand catties will not be a problem!

"Are you going to set fire?" I asked eagerly.

"No need," Commander Springs said succinctly. "Our targets are industrial facilities and transportation hubs. It doesn't make sense to destroy farmland."

Large-scale destruction of farmland requires the use of defoliants.

It's just that setting fire to a few plots of land may also affect your own people who are interspersed in the field, which is a waste of time and not much benefit.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you put on the water arrow turtle suit?" I glanced at the miner's exoskeleton on Quanshui, and I joked the most.

He wanted to ask when he got off the airship just now.

Quanshui rolled his eyes.

"You take me for a fool."

The mobility of the Destroyer I is too poor. With the addition of a shield backpack and a 120mm mortar with an automatic loader, the wearing weight is close to one ton, and the power supply can't run very fast.

What's more, they didn't go to fight the Falcon or the regular army of the Legion, but to infiltrate and sabotage the enemy's rear. It was really unnecessary to bring such a big iron coffin.

If fire support is really needed, call the airship to bombard and that's it.

While he was talking, there was a thunderous explosion from the sky behind him.

Commander Spring looked back.

"The brothers of the Burning Legion must have landed."

I said with the darkest expression on my face.

"Damn...why do they do good jobs, but we have to do this sneaky job!"

Kakarot laughed and joked.

"What kind of stealth! This is called strategic sabotage, penetration behind enemy lines!"

"Okay, after hearing what you said, this sneaky job will become more sophisticated in an instant."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing all the teammates talking and laughing, Commander Quanshui coughed.

"At any rate, we are here to cause sabotage, not for an outing... Be serious, everyone."

"Since it's sabotage, shouldn't it be a bit more vicious, like this," I said with the darkest eyebrows, and at the same time tried to squeeze out two ounces of flesh from my face, shaking the rifle at my waist, " Robbery! Hand over all the money in your pocket."

Seeing his bear look, Kakarot couldn't help laughing.

"Damn! You're acting as a devil entering the village."

Commander Spring held his forehead.

This guy is helpless.

"By the way, where can we find a factory?" Buffy at the grave head sighed, and looked helplessly at Brother Quanshui.

Seeing that there are finally people who care about their tasks, a gratified smile finally appeared on Quan Shui's face.

"It's easy to say, just follow the vine and get the job done."

Road transportation is one of the supporting facilities for industry. The resources and manpower in the survivor settlements need to be transported to the industrial area through the road network to complete production.

The Falcon Kingdom is a country of classical militarism, and the spacious roads are generally dedicated to supporting military facilities and military production units.

So it's easy to identify high-value targets.

Just choose a few of the widest roads near Falcon City, and then walk along the road to the front line and you're done.

You can always find several distribution centers for supplies along the way.

As long as those logistics transfer bases are random, and through the local logistics information, it is not too difficult to find out where the materials are sent from. With the strategic depth of the No. 2 oasis, it will not be too difficult to locate the industrial zone.

Coincidentally, everyone walked along the main road for a while, and happened to meet a broken down tractor.

A man with bare arms was squatting beside the tractor and twisting the screws with a wrench, while another middle-aged man in a vest was sitting in the driver's seat and urging.

Seeing a group of people coming from a distance, the person sitting on the tractor didn't take it seriously at first, thinking they were his own people, but when he walked in, he found that the equipment of these people was completely different from that of the Falcon Kingdom's army.

Whether it is the exoskeleton with shiny breastplates or the assault rifles they hold in their hands, they are by no means affordable for today's Falcon Kingdom.

The man's face turned pale in an instant, he jumped out of the car in a hurry and was about to dive into the wheat field, but before he took two steps, he was carried back by a strong and powerful hand.

"What are you running for?" Holding the man back like a chicken, Ah Nie grinned at him and said, "Did you do something bad?"

Although he is a newcomer, he is still a newcomer to the power system. He has 7 points of strength when he first entered the game.

Whether it is arm strength or grip strength, they are at least 140% of ordinary adult males. Naturally, it is not something ordinary people can break free.

That hand was like iron pincers, and the person pinched couldn't move, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move at all, only felt that the place where he was caught was getting more and more painful.

"No, no... how dare the little ones," the tractor driver finally gave up struggling when he couldn't break free from the shackles of the soldiers in front of him, and looked at him tremblingly and said, "Mr. ?”

"Storm Corps!" Ah Nie replied proudly.

"Feng, Storm Corps?" The driver looked confused, he had never heard of this number at all.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Hearing the movement in front, I led someone up from behind and stared fiercely at the driver who was caught, "Robber! Hand over the valuables!"

"Hit, rob?" The driver's face became more confused, and he said dumbfoundedly, "My lord, you just came here, right? If you want to rob, you should find those nobles... Those of us who can't even afford to eat How can poor ghosts have money?"

"Hiss... that's right, where can I get the money even if I can't afford to eat?"

I nodded the most blackly, and I couldn't help showing a trace of sympathy in my eyes, but I quickly realized that I was doing a task, so I took out that fierce expression again.

"I don't care if you have money or not, hurry up and hand over everything that is valuable!"

Looking at the shining muzzle of the gun, the driver was so anxious that he was about to cry.

As for the man repairing the car, he was completely frightened and stupid. He threw away the wrench and put his head in his hands and crouched shivering beside the tractor, not daring to move.

Rolling his eyes towards the back of his own errand, Commander Quanshui walked up to the scared driver and stared into his eyes.

"What's in the car?"

The driver replied nervously.

"……iron."

Commander Springs asked impatiently.

"I know it's iron, what kind of iron is it, what is it used for, and where are you sending it?"

Hearing this question, the driver immediately responded.

"This is... the iron products confiscated from Rozland Town. We will send them to the William Industrial Zone according to the order of the logistics officer."

william...

It seems to be the same name as the prince and marshal of the Falcon Kingdom.

But that's not surprising either.

In a feudal kingdom where agriculture was the mainstay of the economy, there is a high probability that only the royal family and the nobles have the ability to industrialize. Since the industrial area is the property of the royal family, there is nothing wrong with naming it after members of the royal family.

I walked over to the tractor and took a look at the darkest, and found that there were some pots and pans inside, so I muttered.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Commander Quanshui ignored his muttering, stared at the man and continued to interrogate him.

"What's the name of the factory you sent it to, and what does it produce?"

The tractor driver replied in an uncertain voice.

"The name is the Royal First Foundry... Well, it seems to produce steel pipes."

Steel Pipe? !
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words.

After putting down the batch of goods on the tractor, I asked most excitedly.

"Is it seamless steel pipe?"

The driver replied dumbfoundedly: "My lord, I'm just a delivery man, I really don't know...you can ask the factory manager there."

Steel pipes are just one of the products of that factory.

Including steel helmet, engineer shovel, bayonet, military canteen.A series of production lines such as bullets are there, but he dare not say.

These people always gave him a bad feeling.

"Good idea," Commander Quanshui smiled, patted his driver on the shoulder, looked at the trembling man in front of him and continued, "Can you take us to meet your factory director?"

That person dared not say a word, facing that warm smile like a spring breeze, he only dared to nod like a chicken pecking at rice.

Quan Shui didn't talk nonsense. He looked back at his teammates behind him and waved his hands.

"Go, torture them."

"What should I do with this tractor?" I looked darkly at the tractor that had just been repaired next to me, and felt that it was a pity to lose it.

Quan Shui thought for a moment, and had an idea in his mind.

"Throw the goods in the car into the wheat field, and the tractor... take it first."

Although he didn't think about the use of this thing, what if it could be used?

Anyway, take it with you.

……

The Stormtroopers were still advancing silently under the cover of night.

At the same time, in Falcon City tens of kilometers away, the night was boiling like a burning flame.

The dense gunshots came and went one after another, like raging waves encircling the majestic castle in the center of Falcon City.

The two centurions that were the first to fill in the city were quickly defeated.

The pilots of the Alliance seemed to be carrying the ammunition of a ten-thousand team, and the chug of the gunshots seemed to cost no money for the bullets.

Not only that, they even removed the machine guns on the plane.

Those masonry houses and walls in the urban area are like paper in front of the 12mm caliber machine gun bullets. Often, even the people and the walls are shattered into slag.

Until the last moment of his life, Adem, who went deep into the city to "siege enemy pilots", did not wait for reinforcements from the rear.

However, what he didn't know was that his chief was not blind or deaf, but simply had no time to take care of him.

The alliance pilots were obviously not satisfied with dealing with a few little minions. At the same time they surrounded him, they sent a team to attack the gate of the castle, and started a fierce exchange of fire with the defenders at the gate.

It was foreseeable that in the face of the suppressed firepower of dozens of aviation machine guns, the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom, who only had a few bolt-action rifles, had no power to fight back.

Seeing that the flame of the gun had burned to the bottom of his eyebrows, Myrdal made a decisive decision and immediately sent two loyal guards with explosives to the main gate of the castle, intending to blow up the gate tower directly.

Although this cannot prevent the alliance from entering the castle, it can at least buy some time before the city defense army arrives.

However, at this moment, there was a gunshot from the direction of the clock tower in the distance, and a stream of blood mist exploded on the head of the guard who had just touched the main entrance of the castle.

The guard next to him hadn't figured out the direction of the gunshot, and soon another bullet penetrated into his skull.

This time he didn't even hear the gunshot, and the man fell to the ground without saying a word.

"two!"

After reporting the battle results in the communication channel, Ye Shi, who was lying on the top of the bell tower, searched the edge of the castle with his eyes glued to the scope.

With the aid of the thermal imaging scope, the night is as conspicuous to him as the day, and all living things have nowhere to hide.

And the perception of killing intent allows him to quickly judge whether his position is exposed, and whether other snipers are targeting him.

Controlling the rhythm of his breathing, he pulled the trigger again.

There was a bang of a gunshot, and near the gate of the castle in the distance, another guard was shot in the head and fell heavily to the side.

The constant casualties put such a psychological strain on the defenders near the castle gates that even the most loyal soldiers could not help but feel fear.

Compared with the fire suppression of machine guns and the beeping of fighter planes diving, it is obvious that snipers who shoot coldly are more scalp-numbing.

The sudden burst of machine gun fire may not be able to kill the veterans who have been born and died on the battlefield all year round, but the sniper rifle ambushed outside the range, almost as long as the gun is fired, someone will definitely die.

Experience has lost its usefulness.

Everyone squatting behind the bunker became meat on the chopping board.

No one knows who will be targeted next.

Facing the alliance's fierce and well-coordinated offensive, the defense line at the main entrance of the castle is collapsing backwards...

"...Three!"

Calmly withdrawing the shell from the gun, Ye Shi took a deep breath and began to search for the next more valuable target.

Meanwhile, the fighting in the city has largely ended.

Hearing the gunshots from a distance, Lao Bai pulled out a hot hatchet from a corpse, raised his index finger and pressed it on the side of the helmet.

"The city has been cleared."

The sound of a gust of wind soon came from the communication channel.

"Good job, continue to advance to the palace!"

"Roger that!"

Lao Bai grinned, hung the melting cutting ax on the exoskeleton, and picked up the rifle hanging on his chest again.

It's nice to play as an assistant once in a while.

But having said that, Falcon Kingdom still has some masters.

For example, the one he killed just now turned out to be an awakened one.

He thought that all the masters of this kingdom had died in the previous battle.

It seems difficult for any game to avoid a problem, that is, the changes of versions can never keep up with the rhythm of players snowballing.

Especially in this kind of game that claims to be completely real, the existence of "players" who not only will not die, but will become stronger and stronger is full of outrageousness.

He could clearly feel that their opponents were getting weaker and weaker.In the beginning, a ten-man infantry squad could be equipped with a light machine gun, but now, let alone a light machine gun, there are only thirty or so anti-aircraft guns left in the huge capital, and two centurions can't make up three machine guns.

The almost frenzied mobilization has drained the kingdom of its last breath.

If the Falcon Kingdom was a hungry wolf armed to the teeth by the legion a few months ago, it is now like a dying old dog.

Rather than saying that they were beaten to death, it would be better to say that they were dragged to death.

Because players will not die, no matter how the alliance mobilizes, as long as those NPCs that cannot be revived are not sent to the front line on a large scale, the manpower pool will not change much.

Theoretically, in the face of any "non-player forces", the alliance can use this unreasonable method to win. As long as the industrial production does not stagnate, it can consume the opponent to death.

Lao Bai couldn't help being a little curious about how Ah Guang would deal with the expansion of his combat power in the later stage.

However, now is clearly not the time to consider this.

"...it's time to give this crumbling house the last kick."

Looking at the main entrance of the castle that had already been captured in the distance, Lao Bai grinned, and led a group of small team members behind him to quickly kill in the direction of the castle.

……

At this moment, the castle was already in flames.

The sound of panicked footsteps and one after another screamed endlessly.

No one thought that the flames of war would reach His Majesty's castle.

Most people think tonight is just an ordinary air raid, it will be tough, but not too tough.

But now-

These naive ideas have turned into bubbles.

They, who had never been on the battlefield, or even been affected by the flames of war, finally experienced the fear of death at this moment.

The usually low-key servants have completely changed their appearance now, and the fear of death has completely torn off the respectful mask.

Those who want to survive are desperate to hide and run for their lives, while those who give up on survival are completely reduced to beasts at the last moment of their lives.

Some people jumped into the sink, some hid in the kitchen stove, and some fought for the cupboard.

Worried about being insulted by the soldiers of the alliance, a noble lady chose to hang herself. However, before she kicked off the chair under her feet, an old servant rushed in from the door and snatched her and her clothes off.

"what are you doing?!"

"Be honest! Damn, I'm going to die anyway, what do you care about me?!"

Changing from the humility and obsequiousness of the past, the old servant stared at the white snow in front of him, and his mung bean-like eyeballs were filled with madness and greed.

With the things their soldiers did on the front line, it is impossible for their enemies to let them go.

Instead of taking advantage of outsiders, it is better to let him come——

In desperation, the noble lady grabbed the vase that had fallen on the ground, and slammed it hard on the servant's head. While he was crying in pain, she broke free from under him.

The people in this castle have gone crazy!

She ran to the outside with all her strength, running aimlessly, not knowing where to go, she just wanted to stay away from here.

As a result, as soon as she went downstairs, she bumped into the group of people who attacked from outside the castle.

"Although I don't dislike you throwing yourself into your arms, but...can you share the occasion? Wait until we're done fighting?"

Seeing the woman who rushed out suddenly, Ye Shi who had just raised the muzzle of the gun, pressed down the gun again in embarrassment, and made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

At this time, if a fire escapes, is it considered to be a manslaughter of civilians?

Shouldn't count...

"Stop talking nonsense."

He tore off a piece of curtain and threw it on the woman's chest. Lao Bai stared at her with frightened eyes, and asked in human language.

"Where is your king?"

The woman held the curtain tightly with both hands, looked at him in horror, and stammered.

"He... I saw him in the palace. He sat there in the morning and never came out."

Lao Bai continued to ask.

"What about the rest of the royal family?"

"I, I don't know...but I heard from everyone that I want to hide in the dungeon." Out of the instinct of survival, she still sold the others.

Ye Shi made a joke.

"Hey guys, these people know we're coming and locked themselves in."

The wind touched the bridge of his nose.

"Just to avoid air strikes."

The girl was only covered with a thin cloth, and he really didn't know where to put his eyes.

Lao Bai nodded and waved to his teammates behind him.

"Go to the court!"

The others also reacted quickly and continued to move forward.

The sound of gunfire spread from the vestibule to the main building of the castle.

The two sides exchanged fire in the narrow stairwell, and the Burning Legion scattered into the castle began to clear the resistance with weapons room by room.

At the same time, the palace of the castle was completely silent, and the chaos and gunshots outside could hardly be heard here.

Sitting on the throne, Montgomery looked at the silent night sky outside the window and the slow fire under the night, and did not speak for a long time.

He actually knows everything.

As the master of this kingdom, how could he not know what happened in this kingdom?

Since a month ago, there has been no good news from the front line, and even the deeds of a captain have to brag for a long time.

This is clearly not a sign of imminent victory.

At this time, the door of the palace opened.

Myrdal walked in quickly, and at the same time signaled the guards behind him to close the door.

His face was covered with blood, he suffered at least two gunshot wounds, and he was limping even when he walked, showing the anxiety of the battle.

Kneeling on one knee at the foot of the steps in front of the throne, he said in a sincere voice.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers of the alliance have captured the main gate of the castle! Please immediately follow me to the underground passage in the backyard..."

Montgomery looked away from the window and looked at him, but he didn't get up, but slowly called out his name.

"Myrdal."

"His Majesty?"

"Tell me...do you think I did something wrong?"

Myrdal was stunned.

Looking at Myrdal who didn't speak, Menggot continued.

"I want to hear the truth... I swear in the name of the Spirit of Sand Sea, every word you say next is the truth from the heart."

"I...don't know, Your Majesty," Myrdal lowered his head, the urging and anxiety in his eyes were suddenly replaced by confusion, "I just don't know, I don't know where our future lies."

The banks of Oasis 2 are disappearing, and the size of the oases is shrinking every year, and it will not take a few centuries for the desert to swallow them up—just like the disappearance of Oasis 1.

The Spirit of the Sand Sea did not give its favor to each of his children equally. They neither had the vast land like the Lion Kingdom, nor did they have the sea outlet of the Hump Kingdom. Can't compare.

They have no other choice but war.

But keep fighting...

He also can't see where the future lies.

The Willanters didn't tell them where is the end, let alone tell them, in a world ruled by the Willanters, where should these alien races go...

Montgomery closed his eyes, did not comment on Myrdal's answer, just sat there indifferently, as if waiting for something.

At this time, the gate of the palace was violently knocked open, and the five-meter-high door panel slammed heavily on the ground, splashing billows of dust.

Seeing a group of soldiers appearing at the door, Myrdal clenched the saber at his waist reflexively, but when he met the black muzzles of the guns, his movements stopped.

No doubt.

Even if he is a strong person who has awakened twice, without automatic weapons, it is impossible to defeat a group of awakened people who are armed with live ammunition.

With just a flick of a finger, the opponent can smash him and the saber in his hand into a sieve.

After exchanging eyes with Lao Bai, Kuangfeng walked forward, stopped in the middle of the palace, and looked up at the old man sitting on the throne.

He was like a frail, ordinary old man, who could not see the majesty that a king should have, just like the kingdom under his feet that was exhausted.

Death's scythe was already on his neck.

Kuang Feng looked at him and said.

"Surrender, you have already lost."

Montgomery looked at the man in front of him calmly, and slowly opened and closed his dry lips.

"The Falcon royal family will not surrender."

Not surprised by his words, Kuangfeng looked at him expressionlessly and continued.

"We're not here to ask for your opinion."

"We have already occupied this castle. What you say, even life or death, is not important to us."

"We will declare that you have surrendered, and the Union flag flying on the top of the castle is the best proof. We will use your face to synthesize images, use your channels to speak out, and tell your soldiers to defect to the Union and to Wayland. Specialist to open fire... I believe that even if most people hesitate, some people will do it."

"This war will not end, we will continue to fight in your land, Triumph will send his army as you wish and declare an endless crusade, and we also have no reason to back down, we will fight here To the last person, until this place turns from an oasis to a desert, until you shed your last drop of blood..."

Myrdal heard that his hands and feet were cold, and looked at the young man in surprise.

Sitting on the throne, Montgomery's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, and a miserable smile appeared on his face.

"Is this an order from your manager..."

"unimportant."

Fengfeng looked at him expressionlessly and continued, "The last correct thing you can do for this country, this desert... is to sign the unconditional surrender agreement, and then order the entire army to lay down their weapons and go to Bis Te Town was surrendered."

"Then we will enter the eternal hell." Montgomery said calmly, "Everyone will ride on top of us...I would rather die like a glorious warrior."

Kuangfeng said indifferently.

"No, we are different from the Willanters. We will not drive you to extinction. You can start over."

"Of course, if you reject this last chance, I can guarantee that your nightmare has just begun."

Montgomery stared at him intently,
The cloudy pupils remained motionless, as if they were weighing the pros and cons, and also seemed to be judging whether the man in front of him was trustworthy.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time between the two.

Finally, the old man slowly closed his eyes as if he had figured something out.

"Which side is hell, we can only leave it to future generations to judge... In any case, we have indeed lost."

These words seemed to take all the strength out of his body, he relaxed his tense shoulders, and slowly leaned on the cold throne.

"I surrender."

When they understood the relieved voice wafting from their dry lips, no matter it was Myrdal standing in the palace or the soldier lying at the door clutching his gunshot wound, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

it is finally over……

Myrdal suddenly and unexpectedly found out that at some point since then, what he was praying for was no longer victory, but just an end.

Whether it's decent or not...

(End of this chapter)