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Chapter 836 The sword is drawn!

It wasn't just the Burning Corps and the two Overlord transports heading for Port Cum Gallon.

On the turbulent Borneo Sea, transport ships of the same model were lined up in a long line, heading straight towards the direction of Jin Gallon Port.And beside this transport fleet, there is also the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance accompanying it!
All digital camouflage nets are hung on the wide decks, and under the camouflage nets are murderous armors!

Among them are not only the ZJC-1 "Chimera" armored vehicle, an old equipment that has made great achievements for the alliance, but also some new equipment that has just appeared in the field not long ago.

For example, the "No. 81" tank was jointly developed by No. [-] Factory and Jushi Military Industry!
If the traces of "trucks carrying cannons" can still be seen on the No. [-] tank, then the No. [-] tank can already be regarded as a real main battle tank.

Whether it is the low-lying body, the sloping armored turret, or the positive pressure full protection system, they all have many similarities with real main battle tanks, but they are not exactly the same.

As for the main gun, it is still 155 mm, which has not been greatly improved compared to the No. [-] tank.

Although a larger caliber means a lower bomb load, it is not a problem for the player driving it. Big enough and powerful are king!
The same is true for the B-type "destroyer model" of the No. 60 tank. In addition to adding a turret design, adding a "pigeon" vehicle-mounted missile launcher, and using more standardized parts, the main gun is still 60 megajoules. The No. [-] electromagnetic gun.

In addition to the improved versions of these old equipment, these cargo ships also carry some brand new models.

Such as the FK-1 "Defender" anti-aircraft vehicle.

Most of the alliance's air defense equipment in the past consisted of air defense cards carrying quadruple anti-aircraft guns and simple vehicle-mounted radars, as well as players wearing exoskeletons and carrying portable anti-air missiles.

The "Defender" designed by Beijima Heavy Industries combines the tactical ideas of the two, and is installed on the simplified version of the "Chimera" armored vehicle shell.

However, although the body of this thing is a simplified version, its firepower should not be underestimated.

The 20mm "red dot" rapid-fire gun installed on its roof adopts a design idea similar to that of the South China Sea Alliance destroyer's close-in defense gun. It is driven by an electromagnetic accelerator and is equipped with a vehicle-mounted radar and anti-aircraft missile designed by Beijima Heavy Industries.

The weight saved on the armor is fully replaced on the ammunition rack of the serial mass bomb.

This thing is like a destroyer sailing on land!

Although there is only one tapered barrel, it can burst out a firepower network comparable to the salvo firepower of four quadruple-mounted 20mm cannons in an instant!

Whether it is dealing with high-altitude fixed-wing aircraft or ultra-low-altitude quadrotor UAV clusters, it is quite easy to use!

In addition, the two anti-aircraft missiles installed under the fire control radar were also removed from the destroyer, and the target was the legion's supersonic jet aircraft of the "same price"——

In addition to those large quantities of equipment, the legion also installed some high-tech equipment with extremely high maintenance costs.

Objectively speaking, the South China Sea Alliance has made up for the alliance's shortcomings in the field of high-tech, especially microelectronics technology.Prior to this, although the alliance had a lot of technical reserves, it still relied on the help of enterprises to produce high-tech equipment.

In contrast, the alliance is not blindly asking for the South China Sea Alliance.

The alliance's huge technical reserves, especially in the fields of materials science and biology, as well as its advantages in scale in the fields of industry, logistics, and economy, complement the shortcomings of the South China Sea Alliance in many fields.

In the process of this win-win cooperation, the two parties have achieved common progress in many fields.

FK-1 "Defender" is the masterpiece of this trend!But it's just one of them.

And jumping out of the military industry dominated by official forces, there are countless similar cooperation between the people.

This close cooperative relationship involves not only the employment of tens of thousands of people and the profits of several processing factories, but also touches the underlying logic of human society - division of labor and cooperation.

This unbreakable relationship can only be replaced by another more advanced production relationship.

This is not something that can be built with a handful of money, let alone broken by a mere battleship.

But Wu Tuo had no chance to find out, and even if he knew, it would be too late.

The food is not the original sin, it is the food and the addiction.

In fact, the empire is not without people who understand, but those who understand are without exception pretending to be ignorant, cooperating with liars with half a bucket of water to bully fools who don't know anything, and losing all the chips they snatched from honest people.

In the beginning, the fishermen of the South China Sea Alliance were only trying to make money and risk their lives. To the empire, the little bit of suffering could not even be called suffering, at most it was an itching of the flesh.

However, it is a coincidence that the legion that seeks money and kills is also eyeing this guy.

Even if the alliance doesn't plan to end, it has to push its chips on the table...

Standing on the edge of the deck, the Elf King Fugui squinted his eyes and looked towards the west while blowing the sea breeze in front of him. After a long while, he suddenly said something.

"...I heard that the brothers of the Burning Corps have arrived?"

Irena said with a smile.

"Well, I saw it on the forum."

Elf King Fugui: "Hey! Why can't we fly?"

Irena gave him a subtle look.

"...Who wants us to have heavy equipment, it's funny to do it manually."

While the two were chatting and laughing, the mole sitting in the cabin was staring at the map of Lowell State.

There are two corps deployed in Borneo this time, one is the Burning Corps, and the other is the Skeleton Corps.

Aside from the support company, maintenance company, logistics company, and guard company, etc., which are mainly composed of NPC soldiers, the players of the Skeleton Corps are basically in 5 battalion-level combat units.

Two of the battalions are mechanized infantry battalions, divided into 6 companies, 18 platoons, and 54 squads.Counting 2 battalion-level command vehicles and 6 company-level command vehicles, there are a total of 62 "Chimera" armored vehicles!

The other three battalions are armored battalions, divided into 9 companies, 27 platoons, and 81 squads.Plus three battalion-level command vehicles, and 9 company-level command vehicles, a total of 93 "No. [-]" tanks!
Although these equipment can't form a long snake formation, they can be regarded as a rather majestic torrent of steel in the wilderness.

The state border in Lowell State is the last red line, by order of the administrator.

If the soldiers of the Legion dare to take a step, they will cooperate with the Burning Legion to launch a full-scale offensive against the Legion.

But the red line belongs to the red line, this thing is just a reference.If the legion really launches a full-scale invasion of Borneo, it is unlikely that they will really wait for the other party to touch the red line.

After all, they are not players, nor are they NPCs. The manager still gave him some authority to do things in a hurry.

The premise is that there has been a full discussion with the Burning Corps.

With elder brother Fang here, Mole is not too worried about misjudging the situation or similar situations.

In contrast, he is more worried about the traffic situation in Borneo.

There are only a limited number of roads from King Gallon Port to the capitals of Huzhou and Baozhou.

Among these roads, there are very few that can allow armored troops to pass quickly.

"...Thanks to the fact that the warlords in Baozhou and Huzhou spent money to build some roads. Without these roads, our tanks might not even be able to drive out of Jingalun Port."

After studying for a long time, Mole cursed and dropped the pen on the map.

The staff officer standing next to him also frowned, rubbing his chin and thinking in a low voice.

"The road conditions in Borneo Province are really bad... and the rainy season will be a few months away, the traffic situation on both sides of the Yongliu River may be even more severe."

Speaking of the identity of the staff officer, he was still a Willant, and his name was Vides.

Like Vanus, he was born in the expeditionary army, and he even joined within a few months.However, his fate was not as good as that of Vanus. He first became a "rogue" with Captain Dillon Wan, and was later captured by No. 404 shelter.

But the same as Vanus is a series of choices he made afterwards.

After the Battle of Luoxia ended, he did not go home with other prisoners of war, but chose to stay in the alliance.

Considering the possibility of a direct confrontation with the Legion this time, the Union Army Staff Department sent him to the Skeleton Corps as a front-line staff officer, responsible for providing advice and making suggestions.

Mole didn't doubt his loyalty, but just treated him as an ordinary npc.

"...That's true, but it's not a bad thing for us who mainly focus on defensive counterattacks. If they really push the front line to our door in the end, then they will be the ones who will soak the logistics line in the mud, and then it will be the job of the Air Force gone."

Although the goblin corps was not deployed to the front line in an organized manner this time, and only a few "ace pilots" arrived at the military base in Port Gold Gallon with the alliance's next-generation fighter jets to compete for air supremacy with the advanced fighter jets of the legion, this does not mean that They would have no air force to use.

The authorities of King Gallon Port purchased a large number of W-3 propeller aircraft and formed a total of five air teams, specializing in tactical bombing, strategic bombing, and near-ground support.

These propeller aircraft produced by Goblin Technology have extremely low requirements for the take-off environment and logistics, and are very easy to operate. Although they are not opponents of supersonic fighters at all in the air, they are superior in terms of excellent cost performance, and ground support is even more powerful. master!
At this point, the Mole suddenly noticed his nose, and said with a smile.

"I almost forgot to mention that we may fight with your fellow villagers this time. If you feel unhappy, you can speak up as soon as possible. I can arrange you to go to the logistics side."

"There is no such thing as happy or not." Wides smiled lightly and said indifferently, "The mistakes of the Willant people must be corrected by the Willant people, just like the mistakes of the shelter must be corrected by the residents of the shelter. I know exactly what I'm doing... but you, aren't you afraid to see my nose?"

Mole laughed.

"Then you underestimate me."

Just as he finished speaking, the phone on the command desk suddenly rang.

Stopping irrelevant topics, Mole reached for the phone with a serious tone.

"This is the temporary headquarters of the Skeleton Corps."

There was a quick echo from the other end of the phone.

"...This is the escort fleet. Jin Gallon Port is [-] kilometers ahead of you. According to sonar and radar detection, there are no hostile ships in the nearby waters. We will continue sailing according to the original route, and the rest of the journey will be up to you. Go by yourself."

Mole nodded.

"Got it, good luck."

"Congratulations to you too."

The brief exchange ended, and the escort fleet led by the cruiser "Harpoon" separated from the alliance's transport fleet.

The latter will continue to advance towards King Gallon Port on the east coast of Borneo Province, while the former will pass through a large area of ​​sea and go straight to the western part of the Borneo Sea to stand by.

Although the alliance voted in favor of "freezing the seat of the Xilan Empire's sticky body", it did not really abandon the survivors struggling on this land.

Today these guys dared to set fire to Xifan Port, and tomorrow they could concoct new tragedies in Silver Moon Bay or even Potato Fries Port, just like what happened in River Valley Province.

Every citizen of the Union's early days was a survivor of that catastrophe.

If diplomacy has failed, then it's the surgeon's job.

Although the alliance's performance was fairly restrained, and it only used an equal strategy to respond to the increasing efforts of the Southern Army, but the younger brothers of the alliance were obviously gearing up.

Like Honey Badger Kingdom.

The army of five divisions has assembled at the border, eyeing the Falcon Kingdom next door.

They fought too badly in the last battle, and they voted against each other not long after the whole territory was liberated.

As for the lion kingdom with the largest population, three divisions were also mobilized.

Unlike the "Pingtouge" of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, the Lion Kingdom has a consistent "Buddhism" from top to bottom.Those who are too secularized only want to have fun and don't want to fight.

The reason is also very simple. The Legion was pushed back by the Alliance before they had time to attack their capital. Therefore, their hatred for the Willanters is far from as deep as that of the Honey Badger Kingdom, and the reason for hating them is even stronger. Mostly because those big noses nuked a deserted "miracle".

However, having learned the lessons of the previous war, they obviously would not imagine that once the powder keg is lit, no one will be able to survive alone.

This time they will not give the Willanters any more chances.

They will remove the "risk" before everyone else as soon as the nuclear bomb enters the eastern part of the great desert.

As for the Kingdom of the Hump and the Kingdom of the Golden Lizard, their attitudes are mostly the same as those of the Kingdom of the Lion.

Suddenly he became the thorn in the side of the desert kingdoms again, and the Falcon Kingdom, which was hiding in the corner and licking its wounds, was trembling with fright.

The princes and nobles of the Falcon King's Court cast their eyes on the Eastern Legion for help, hoping that those big noses would send a few more teams of [-] people for the sake of being so obedient.

And the industry representatives formed by the lower-level citizens, one or two of them secretly communicated with the alliance, and patted their chests and said that as long as the legion dared to come, they would dare to donate the legion's garrison and logistics supply line, and only hoped that they would not hurt them when the time came. Innocent ordinary residents.

It was they who helped the alliance's guards to investigate the batch of munitions that were transported to Xifan Port.

They are most familiar with this kind of stabbing in the back. After all, it is impossible for nobles to drive trucks, load boxes by themselves, and go to the front to dig trenches by themselves.

It is impossible to fight.

It is impossible to fight against anyone, and it is impossible to fight against the alliance. Those nobles have to fight by themselves.

Ever since Griffin Stud took off, the entire Falcon Kingdom has almost wiped out an entire generation.

After the development of Bicester Town, it sucked out a large amount of the kingdom's labor force like a black hole, resulting in almost only women, old people and children left in the whole kingdom, and the remaining young and middle-aged people could not even pull up the strength of a division.

Xifan Port, which is in the center of the storm, is affecting the sensitive nerves of all survivors in the entire wasteland.

At least the survivors living in the circle around the desert were more or less affected.

And just as the situation in the Borneo province continued to heat up, three teams with special identities were quietly entering the dying "heart" of the empire.

Among them are the "messenger" of the legion and the "messenger" of the alliance.

But these two identities have to be put in quotation marks, because they are both mixed with some water.

The only real ones are the group of mercenaries from the Free State.

They are indeed genuine mercenaries, but it's a pity that their professional skills are a little rusty, and they probably hired outsourcers again, and finally the work fell into the hands of a wastelander.

It's not like this happened once or twice.

Anyway, the Zhandi guys didn't know why they came to this hellish place to join in the fun, but at the north gate of Tiandu, they saw a few corpses hanging on the door that were obviously not local.

After inquiring at the door, he found out that those people claimed to be mercenaries from the Free State, wearing exoskeletons and holding guns that could chug and blare, and they looked exactly like the "Iron Man" in the east.

According to the peddler who sells paste at the gate of the city, the two sides fought on the street near the north gate of Tiandu.

That battle was a mess, and it was even more exciting than the battle between the Imperial Guards and the Heavenly King Army.

For the sake of a silver coin, the peddler described it vividly, chattering, blushing.

Seeing his gestures with his hands, it was as if those people had blown up the whole street.

In short, nearly a hundred people from the Heavenly King Army died, while only two of the group of mercenaries died.

It was probably because they ran out of ammunition that the group of "iron men" began to retreat, but in the end six of them were caught.

"...they didn't keep the captives?"

Looking at the peddler who was getting more and more excited as he talked, the Zhandi guy couldn't help asking.

The peddler froze for a moment, then shook his head like a drum.

"There are no prisoners. The people of the king of heaven never keep prisoners. They strike quickly and ruthlessly. Killing people is like killing chickens."

Actually think about it.

This group of people has already killed red eyes. It doesn't matter whether the captured people are from the free state or the slave state. Maybe they haven't even heard of that ghost place.

The warfield guy's Adam's apple twitched, and he looked a little more at the peddler who was selling mud.

"...These people are like killing chickens. Are you not afraid of blood splashing on your body when you do business here?"

The peddler chuckled, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face darkened by coal.

"Sir, you are telling a joke again. This place is not like killing people and killing chickens. How much better can it be if you go to Shizhou and Xiangzhou?"

The battlefield guy couldn't help asking.

"Then why don't you go to...Golden Gallon Port? It won't be the same there."

The peddler smiled and waved his hand.

"Hey, what you said is easy, I guess you must have never swam in the eternal river, not to mention the ones who didn't make it to the shore, even if they did, I don't know how many ghosts drowned in the reeds. .”

Looking at the silent guests, he sighed and said again.

"If I had nothing to worry about, I might have ventured into the ever-flowing river, but I still have a family to feed, who will raise them for me after I leave? Those who fall into the river don't care if they die. Those who lived, few came back."

"Also, I guess it may not be as good as the rumors said. What is there in Jingalun Port, what kind of things does Xifan Port not have? Is it a factory or a dock? Those guys who kill people like killing chickens come from the docks and factories. Those who come out, if they can survive, what kind of rebellion will they make, will they be able to support themselves when they are full?"

As he spoke, he shook his head again.

"I thought that the ports and factories were not good things either. I have never seen free people starve to death, and tenants starved to death. I have never seen a slave starve to death."

At this moment, Penny, who had been standing silently behind the Field Guy, suddenly couldn't help but speak.

"...Then why do you support the Heavenly King?"

Hearing these outrageous words, the peddler was taken aback immediately, and quickly glanced left and right, seeing that there was no plaster bandage, and then turned to the person who spoke.

I saw that the man was wearing a thick turban, which almost covered his entire face, except for a pair of eyes.

A desert-colored robe was draped over her shoulders, covering herself tightly, and she could not tell where she was from at all, but she looked like a woman.

I've never seen a woman with such a good figure.

The peddler smiled shyly, and scratched the back of his head with his dark hands.

"Girl, what you said...he never asked me if I agreed to it when he rebelled."

Penny was speechless for a moment.

The battlefield guy next to him pulled her up dumbfoundedly, and gave her a hard look.

'Are you crazy? ! '

Penny lowered her head knowingly, and muttered "I'm sorry" in a low voice.

It was an occupational disease just now, she couldn't help but blurted out.

When she recovered, she realized what a dangerous thing she had done.

Seeing Penny obediently admitting his mistake, the Zhandi guy couldn't say anything to reprimand him for a while, he could only stare at her warningly, and then turned his head back.

Unfortunately, he originally planned to act with the farsighted ones.

After all, the names of those people sound like a team, and people with a team are definitely more reliable than those without a team.

However, by coincidence, just as he chatted with those people, he bumped into Benoit's daughter Penny on the port.

When this guy heard that he was going to go to Heaven as an envoy, he immediately stated that he would go with him, and even pretended to be his servant.

The Zhandi guy originally wanted to persuade her, but he couldn't persuade her at all.

He even had the idea of ​​knocking him out and finding a tent to lock him up, but he was also worried that this guy would get angry after waking up and act alone.

Those who are capable war reporters are mostly those who are not afraid of death.

Others might just give it a high and have fun, but she might actually be able to do it.

Instead of letting her take risks alone, it is better to let her follow him, so as to have a guarantee.

As for Mrs. Benoit...if you want to blame him, you can blame him for betting so big.

The reporter of "Triumph" is determined to bring the truth home, and he can't stop people.

His eyes flicked over the two of them, and the peddler looked at the battlefield guy and asked with a smile.

"Sir, would you like two bowls? I've been selling this paste for eight years, and it's definitely delicious!"

The Zhandi guy watched him put the hand that had just scratched the back of the head into the mush again, his stomach couldn't help but twitched, and he squeezed out a sentence.

"No... I've already eaten at noon."

He believed that the smell was definitely on top.

After all, the oil added to it can be used to fry dishes again...

Throwing a few more silver coins on the stall, the Zhandi guy didn't dare to stay here any longer, took Penny's hand and hurried away, deliberately circled around the alley a few times, and hid back in the hotel where he was staying.

As he expected, not long after he left, the peddler immediately reported their incident to the patrolling people at the gate of the city.

But what's interesting is that the patrolling city guards didn't listen to the peddler's explanation at all. They only heard that they had received silver coins, and their eyes suddenly became greedy.

Several people tortured the peddler with sticks, and sure enough, several were found from him.

This time everyone got all the stolen goods. Although the mastermind was not caught, a spy hat was indispensable.

A few city guards picked up the peddler and taught him a lesson. The man who spoke was pale and didn't dare to bring up the previous incident, so he lifted it up high and put it down gently, put the coins in his pocket, and swung the stick Go away in style.

Just kidding, they are the ones in charge of this area, don't they know that it's not peaceful recently?

Just a few days ago, a mercenary from the Free State appeared. I heard that more than 100 brothers from the Heavenly King Army were killed just to catch those six unlucky ghosts.

He only has one head, of course he has to be picky, but he doesn't dare to make trouble for himself...

……

Outside the city, hotel.

Seeing the pangolin who closed the door and went to the window to look out, Penny, who was sitting by the bed, took off her stuffy headscarf, and asked in a low voice as she watched him nervous.

"Why don't we just confess our identities? Just tell them...we are the emissaries of the Legion."

The battlefield guy replied casually.

"Your father didn't even dare to send Weilante envoys over, can't you guess why?"

If they were not instigated by others, how dare these people slaughter the entire port without keeping a single prisoner.

In other words, since it was instigated by others, what difference would it make to kill one more envoy?

Through the intelligence check on the forum, he can now basically confirm that Absek is the spokesperson for the interests of the Southern Army, and Janusz is the scapegoat who was pushed to the front.

After making all the preparations, the Southern Legion will march towards Tiandu and destroy the Heavenly King Army.

At that time, the old departments of Absek will only need to change their flags.

Regardless of whether it is called the Borneo Legion or something, as long as it has separated from the Janush Empire, and even returned to the Janush Empire at a critical moment, the Southern Legion will naturally hand over the empire to them, just like It's like "changing the shell to go public"...at least they think so in Absek.

However, this scapegoat named Janusz is obviously not willing to die in such a sloppy manner. He may even have a premonition that there may be some ghosts hiding around him who want to get off the car halfway, so he can only use more crazy methods to marry them. Strongly strapped to his chariot.

As for the betrayal, you can wait until the civil war is over before slowly settling accounts.

Absek probably wouldn't mind negotiating terms with the envoy of Triumph City, but Janusz would never leave a way out for his subordinates.

Ever since, the Zhandi guys made an appointment with the group of visionary brothers.

They will contact Janusz first, and their side will negotiate with Absek first.

There is no future in cooperating with the Southern Legion. Putting jackals in is not called "curve to save the country" at all. This hungry wolf will just swallow them in one bite.

And with everyone next to them.

It would be best if Absek could be persuaded, but if he couldn't be persuaded, he would have to think of other ways.

Anyway, after everything is over, he will provide relevant clues to Penny.

As for whether "Triumph" will publish the whole process of the whole thing, then he does not know.

After listening to the pangolin's rhetorical question, Penny was silent for a long time, but she was thinking about something completely different from him.

"...that's why he sent you here?"

The Zhandi guy was stunned for a moment, and then said simply.

"That's right, although I'm a member of the Legion, I'm not a member of Willante. If someone from the Heavenly King's Army makes things difficult for me, I can still pretend to be a member of the Alliance."

"..." Penny bit her lip, complexities written all over her face.

Glancing at her indescribable expression, the Zhandi guy changed into a calm tone and said.

"If you're sympathizing with me, there's no point, it's my job—"

"I'm worried about you!" Penny stared at him, with a hint of sadness suddenly showing in her eyes.

She didn't know why, but she just had a bad feeling in her heart.

It is precisely because these people take others as a price time and time again, and let those outsiders take on the responsibilities and obligations that the Willant people themselves should bear, that things have developed into what they are today.

Her father didn't reflect on it at all... That man was just regretting that he lost the bet, and he didn't even think about making up for his mistakes.

Then you shouldn't follow me and make my mission more difficult...

Looking at Penny with a sad face, the Zhandi guy didn't know what strange things this guy was thinking, but just complained in his heart.

And just when he was about to say something, there was a light knock on the door from outside the room.

"... Excuse me, is this Mr. Pangolin's room?"

(End of this chapter)