This Game Is Too Realistic

From the moment she boarded the airship, Teresa sweated nervously, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

However, even though she tried her best to make herself look smaller, the man's eyes still fell on her.

Theresa.

Teresa subconsciously straightened her back when her name was called, trying to force a calm smile on her face, but the stuttering voice still revealed the panic in her heart.

Guard, Master Manager, do you have any orders?

It's been two weeks and I want to hear your thoughts on work.

Looking at Ms. Wangfei who hesitated and couldn't speak, Chu Guang continued patiently.

Don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you don't have opinions, just summarize what you do every day.

Morning, I'll get up in the morning first—

Work-wise.

The panicked words were interrupted, Teresa blushed, and quickly changed her words.

Yes! Well, Mr. Ma Ban asked me to assist the warehouse manager of No. 3 warehouse to check the warehouse's account books, mainly to calculate whether the materials in the warehouse are correct...

Although a little rusty at first, she quickly became proficient. Including problems encountered at work, friends met at work, and some ideas for improvement, she gave detailed but not lengthy descriptions.

Chu Guang cast an admiring look.

It seems that Ma Ban has trained her well. The warehouse management is one of the most training places. This position needs to deal with almost all front-line positions.

From a broom to a bag of bricks and a truckload of cement, only by being able to manage these trivial things can lay the foundation for managing a larger organization in the future.

Of course, what he looks forward to most is that she can have more contact with the masses in the process of participating in grassroots labor.

As he said before, this knowledge and experience will come in handy sooner or later.

Chu Guang then looked at Prince Summer.

You should have obtained the results you expected. Before the end of the war, I will provide you and your subordinates with a place to rest. If you are interested, you can participate in the work of the refugee camp. If you are not interested, you can also Don't force it.

Summer immediately said respectfully.

Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I would like to do it, I want to know how you guys are rebuilding homes.

Whether it was for the purpose of understanding the alliance or to please the suzerain, he felt that he had to agree.

Looking at the young prince, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, the lad has a bright future.

In fact, the Alliance accepted the exile of the honey badger royal family. In principle, they are guests, and they should provide them with basic living supplies.

But wouldn't it be a pity to have free labor to use?

Mr. Ma Ban complained to himself that the refugee camp could not recruit staff with higher cultural literacy.

What's more, for this guy himself, this is also a good training opportunity.

Teresa, you can take him with you. Chu Guang looked at the tool man princess.

Yes, my lord.

Teresa nodded obediently, but Summer, who was standing aside, frowned slightly.

My lord, I want to know in what capacity is the princess of the Falcon Kingdom staying here.

I'm his captive—

Teresa spoke subconsciously, but was interrupted before she finished speaking.

The ones liberated by the Alliance.

Hearing that voice, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Including Summer, who was standing beside him, also looked at Chu Guang in surprise, and asked subconsciously.

Being liberated is...

It literally means that in the eyes of the alliance, both the residents of Oasis No. 3 and the residents of Oasis No. 2 are victims of this chaos.

Chu Guang glanced out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the piece of yellow sand floating on the skyline was like a boiling flame.

We're going to free them.

...

In the depths of Luoxia Province, the yellow sand swept across the horizon, like magma rolling in hell.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, no light can pass through.

McLenne couldn't remember how many times he had encountered such terrible weather. He only knew that this bad day was finally coming to an end.

This is the western border of the No. 9 oasis, and the station of the Legion's frontline command post is right in front.

He and his men were just one last point away—

People in front stop!

The sound of scolding came from a distance, and a soldier held a rifle and stepped towards the gate of the barracks against the wind and sand.

Idiot, put down your gun for me! See who the hell I am!

Looking at the stunned sentinel, McLennan slapped his rifle away cursingly, and grabbed his collar.

Find that guy Griffin for me!

I am here.

There was a sound in the distance, and McClenn threw away the collar of the sentry, and narrowed his eyes slightly at the man standing at the gate of the camp.

Black boots, navy blue military overcoat, and the epaulets with three stars printed on it. Standing there is General Griffin, the commander-in-chief of the Legion in Luoxia Province.

The jawbone and eagle nose and hawk eyes are really not like a battle-tested tough guy, but like a cunning fox.

McLenne loathed that face.

I especially hate that guy.

You guys still have the nerve to come back?

Griffin looked at the embarrassed man in front of him in surprise, his raised eyebrows couldn't tell whether it was surprise or ridicule.

Before McLennan continued to speak, Griffin continued in a slow voice.

Dealing with a group of natives, a group of savages in the woods, and losing the Iron Heart, I thought you were so ashamed that you committed suicide.

A trace of annoyance flashed in McLenne's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, and said in a calm voice.

That's not aboriginal at all! We encountered reinforcements from the corporation! I know what you're trying to say, but that's the truth. The corporation sent more than one reinforcement, and we encountered a second one! Don't think you can escape Letting go of my responsibility, it was your order to transfer me to the south of River Valley Province!

Yes, I ordered you to intercept the injured employee, but I didn't ask you to go head-to-head with the people of the company. That's it, those cowards on the east coast are impatient, I listen to freedom Bang’s informant said that they built an air base on the south bank of the Tianshui tributary, and planes landed there every now and then.”

Griffin stared at McLane, his eyes narrowed, the tip of his nose almost poking into his nostrils.

...and I have been thinking about it for two nights, but I still can't figure it out. Even if I ran into reinforcements from the enterprise, such a big airship, and it was an airship carrying a shield, how did you let them snatch it away? ?”

The expression on McLenne's face froze, but he was not overwhelmed by Griffin's momentum, his eyes were also blurred, and he choked back unceremoniously.

Don't blame Lao Tzu, we have already won the Pioneer, and there is still a slight possibility of peaceful coexistence between us and the enterprise? Forget it, the war has already begun! Come with me to the south of the River Valley Province Your strategy has nothing to do with it, it really counts as your redundant orders!

You haven't answered me how you lost that airship.

I will naturally explain that kind of thing to the Air Force Command, and I have no obligation to submit a battle report to the Army!

The two quarreled furiously, although only one person was red-faced.

The adjutants, staff officers and other officers who followed General McCollen were silent and could only stand there awkwardly.

The officers behind General Griffin were also silent, as if they hadn't heard.

...That's enough, don't just talk about me, what about oasis No. 9? Haven't you taken it down yet? Unable to withstand the torture of his soul, McClenn forcibly changed the subject, trying to use the opponent's incompetence to justify his failure .

However, Griffin just smiled faintly, and sarcastically said something in a sarcastic voice.

If your airship is transferred and deployed as I said, we are now parading at the palace of the Lion Kingdom.

Without waiting for McClenn to explode, he gave the poor clown a bit of dignity, ended the topic on his own initiative, and continued talking in a neutral manner.

The battle situation on the front line is tense. Our military presence in Luoxia Province is a bit weak, and we can't provide much support to the Falcon Kingdom. Although the fighting strength of the subordinate army is not bad, they managed to occupy the No. 3 oasis with their own hands.

General McCollen said disapprovingly.

We don't need the untouchables in oasis 3 at all. I suggest that they be locked up and dealt with centrally, and then move some more obedient slaves from the west to fill the manpower vacancies. This way we can free up more manpower and concentrate on laying down 9 No. Oasis!

The army doesn't need you to command, you still need to command your airship, Griffin gave him a mocking look. We really don't need the untouchables there, but we need the food produced there. With food we can Only by supplying more troops can the west of the Great Desert send more support.

Centralized cleaning?

It's not that simple.

Not to mention 1 million people, even if it is 1 million pigs, the slaughter will have to be slaughtered until next year.

As for bringing some slaves from the west, of course it is not impossible, but large-scale population migration also takes time.

Although they are also the main combat faction, there are differences of opinion among the main combat faction of the legion on how to deal with the residents in the occupied area.

Some people support the killing of those who resist, and the domestication of those who do not resist into slaves. Some people also support the use of local forces for indirect control, such as supporting puppets.

Under the same education conditions, the value created by a slave who maintains the minimum standard of living is usually only 0.1 to 0.3 times that of a free man according to the work he performs, and it often takes dozens of people to feed a military population.

But vassals are different.

Then its maximum exploitation can also guarantee more than 0.5 times the production capacity.

This is not a scientific basis, but the practical experience of the Legion in various occupied areas.

Griffin looked down on those aristocratic factions who supported slavery from the bottom of his heart.

What his own domain has achieved is a mixture of employment and slavery, and the poor salaried people work far harder than the servants in his manor.

but--

I only have command authority, and at most I can shoot junior officers who don't obey the command, but I have no right to deal with this idiot who obeyed my order.

And just like McLenne said, as the person who gave the order, if the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Marshal's Mansion or the military court is held accountable, he will also bear joint and several liabilities.

Thinking of this, Griffin became even more bored.

I will arrange a car for you tomorrow, and you and your subordinates can go to the No. 2 oasis to stay.

Oasis No. 2 is the territory of the Falcon Kingdom, and it is also the back garden of the Legion in Luoxia Province.

There is endless wine and fruit, as well as servants offered to them by the falcon royal family.

Griffin didn't want to see this guy again, just wanted him to get out of his way.

However, what he didn't expect was that the guy in front of him who had escaped with his tail between his legs didn't agree.

This battle is not over yet, so don't try to drive me away, McClenn said without taking his eyes off Griffin, don't try to drive me away, I'm not going anywhere.

Once he was driven to the rear, he would have no chance to make up for his mistakes, and could only wait for someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to throw a transfer order in his face.

Not to mention he swore.

He will bring the place back himself.

He wants to use the blood of all the wastelanders in the southern part of the River Valley Province to comfort the souls of the dead soldiers.

Griffin squinted at McCllen.

Your troops have been defeated, what's the use of staying here?

McLenne said with an unchanged face.

The Iron Heart is now in the hands of the enterprise. If they have mastered the use of that airship, you will be in trouble. Only I know how to deal with it.

Hearing this sentence, Griffin's expression changed slightly, he hurriedly glanced at the officer behind him, and asked anxiously.

Didn't you evacuate with someone?

Facing the murderous eyes, McLennan had a slightly embarrassed expression, but he still said bravely.

...Finod is missing. Suddenly he was outside the airship and missed the last flight. That guy is a logistics officer. He probably knows how to drive that thing.

That guy was not a front-line soldier in the first place, and his personality was almost the opposite of Rachel's. If he could surrender, he would definitely not resist.

McCllen is more than 90% sure that as long as the alliance captures him, there must be a way to pry the airship out of his mouth.

Griffin took a deep breath, and it took him a while to stabilize his emotions.

He was already prepared to face the corporate aircraft, but he didn't expect to face not only the corporate aircraft, but also his own 400mm main gun.

...I will give you a team of thousands of people, and you will be responsible for holding down that airship, and I will apply for more support from the rear.

McKellen said bluntly.

Not enough, give me 10,000 people, and the equipment needed to fight the airship. I know you don't like me, but we are grasshoppers on a rope now, you understand what I mean.

Griffin stared at him for a long time, and almost squeezed out an answer through his teeth.

good……

...

At the same time, a howling sandstorm just swept past the front line on the north side of the No. 9 oasis.

The yellow sand that covered the sky and the sun was like the roar of the spirit of the sand sea.

Grass... I thought I was going to die.

He crawled out from a pile of sand, searched hard for a while, found an arm buried in the sand, and pulled Kerway out from underneath.

Choking out the sand in his mouth, Coleway wiped his mouth with a shocked expression on his face.

Thanks.

You're welcome, as long as you're fine. The Zhandi guy said loyally.

It has been almost a week since he left the border of the Golden Lizard Kingdom. In the past three weeks, he has become more and more proficient as an undercover agent.

Patting his good brother on the shoulder, Kerway glanced ahead, with a hint of joy floating on his frowning brows.

Here we are!

In front is the station of the frontline troops of the legion. Although I don't know the number of that troop, the flag floating there can't be wrong.

Adan and his party who got separated from them in the sandstorm also followed one after another.

Judging from the embarrassed appearance, they obviously did not suffer less.

Even one of the carts pulling the goods was scrapped, and the scattered rifles were all hung on the camels.

Are you all right? Adan, who was leading the camel, shouted at them.

We're fine, haha! Thank you for the protection of the spirit of the sand sea! Kerway laughed, waved his hand, and motioned for them to come over.

As the sandstorm dissipated, the military camp not far away obviously noticed them.

Under the leadership of a captain of ten, a team of ten walked towards this side.

I am a centurion under the command of Captain Rachel of the Iron Heart Air Marine Corps. My name is Kerway. This is my certificate and badge. Looking at the centurion walking in front, Cole Wei took the initiative to reveal his identity and took out the things that could prove his identity.

Several soldiers glanced at each other, and the captain standing in front frowned, took the ID card and glanced at it, then looked at Kerway again, with a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

Heart of Iron? Shouldn't you be performing missions in the southern part of the River Valley Province?

As a frontline force, they are fighting against the Lion Kingdom and don't know what's going on in other theaters.

Colway did not answer his query, but responded with businesslike rhetoric.

There was an accident over there. You have to ask your superior for details. Now I want to see your chief.

The ten commander did not continue to ask, nodded, returned the soldier badge to him, and left the certificate.

I need to verify your identity. Are you waiting here, or returning to the camp with me?

Of course I'm going to your camp, otherwise why don't you just stand here and eat the sand? Kerway said impatiently.

After checking Kerway's ID, the ten captain continued to check the ID of the accompanying businessman Adan, and after seeing the order, he quickly let passers-by.

Following the ten-man team, the group went to the military camp not far away.

From the moment they entered the camp, Zhandi has been quietly observing the layout here.

It was different from the camps he saw in Luoxia Province. There were very few concrete fortifications here, replaced by sandbag walls made of square sandbags.

This kind of field camp is quite common in reality. This kind of sandbag is very resistant to explosives and explosions. It can be used as a substitute for concrete and can be easily redeployed.

There are bullet shelters excavated behind almost every wall, and desert-colored camouflage nets are covered on the shooting bunkers and sentry towers. Under the camouflage nets is a black heavy machine gun, which should be a 20mm model.

It can only be regarded as a well-regulated military base, with a capacity of about 500 to 1,000 people.

It wasn't the layout that surprised the Battlefield guy, but that he saw a mutant in the camp!

That's definitely a mutant.

Although his skin is not green, but dark gray and black, and his chin is covered with beards, but that ugly face is exactly the same as those mutants that the warfield guys have seen on 76th Street in Qingquan City...

If those mutants were orcs before, then these people look like trolls...

The mutant glanced at him, showing his blood-red gums, then walked towards the camp gate with clumsy steps, shaking his head.

These mutants didn't seem to live with the Legion, but set up a sub-camp next to the military base.

No one would want to live with these cannibals.

Watching his back disappearing at the gate of the camp, the Zhandi guy frowned and asked.

……Mutant?

Following his gaze, Coleway said with a smile.

Mutant mercenaries, from the great desert. Although these beasts have poor brains, they fight fiercely. They can charge with the firepower of machine guns, and their legs can grow back even if they are blown off. They have rough skin and thick flesh. They are not picky eaters. , is simply a natural cannon fodder.

Unexpectedly, the legion has acquired the effect of mutants...

But why are their skins gray and black? The Zhandi guy wondered, I've seen green skins in the river valley province... at the junction with Jinchuan province.

Kerway said in a casual tone.

The locals in the Falcon Kingdom said that they were cursed by the spirit of the sand sea. In fact, it is a branch of the subspecies. It is probably made by the radioactive material in the desert. Who cares how they came here, anyway, it is easy to use That's it.

The Zhandi guy nodded with a dull expression. Apart from being surprised, he couldn't help being secretly excited.

Gray and black mutants...

This information is incredible!

But having said that, the feeling of being an undercover agent is not difficult at all.

Basically, as long as he pretended not to understand and asked, this guy would shake him off with a showing off tone.

To be honest, he was a little embarrassed to have confided his heart to this extent.

Following Kerway towards the depths of the barracks, the warlord who felt emotional in his heart soon made a new discovery.

In a warehouse with the door open, several engineers were squatting in front of a tank he had never seen before, screwing screws.

With a curious expression on his face, the Zhandi guy looked at the tanks in the warehouse and asked.

Who are those tanks?

The Type II of the Conqueror 10 is equipped with a 150mm heavy howitzer, which is considered a self-propelled artillery. The one next to it is a Type III, and the turret is replaced with an eight-unit anti-aircraft machine gun. Although it is used for air defense, the Lion Kingdom has no air force. So it's usually pushed to the front to support the infantry.

Looking at the tanks in the warehouse, Kerway narrowed his eyes, his eyes shining with pride.

...This time our opponent has a company. I heard that the Legion is planning to send a batch of No. 11 tanks over.

The battlefield guy asked immediately following his words.

What is that?

Kerway also had no doubts, he just took a look at the distance from the businessman Adan, and said in a very soft voice.

The Triumph City Army Equipment Research Institute designed a new type of heavy tank for Gauss weapons. I have only heard about it. Don't talk about it... It is said that the armor of that thing is very hard, and the general hard-core armor-piercing bullets and electromagnetic mass bullets It’s hard to break through, but it’s also expensive.”

Including the pre-war inventory, the 'Prowler' tank, equipped with Meissner effect armor, these are all great gifts we prepared for the enterprise... They probably would not have thought that those equipments can still be used in the past 200 years.

In general survivor settlements, at most an armor-piercing bullet can be ejected, and the gap armor of the No. 10 tank is enough to perfectly defend against the metal jet of the armor-piercing bullet.

But for the ultra-high-speed steel needles fired by Gauss weapons, the gap armor resistance effect is somewhat insufficient.

General Colway said happily, while the field guy remembered with tingling scalp.

It's true that when the book is used, I hate less.

Daily communication is actually not too difficult. He can't understand the meaning of some proper nouns at all, and it's inconvenient to ask in detail, so he can only write them down in onomatopoeia, and then return to the forum to communicate with other players.

Thinking of this, the Zhandi guy is full of regrets.

I still suffered from being uneducated. If I had known that I would learn from Fang Chang, I would have memorized a few more words!

Seeing that Coleway seemed to be tired of talking, the Zhandi guy hurriedly handed over the topic so that this guy could continue talking.

Then our tanks have no weaknesses?

Of course there are weaknesses. The weaknesses of the Conqueror series are mainly concentrated in the top cover and chassis, so these two areas must be carefully protected. Especially the chassis, the armor near the escape door is thinner, and it is next to the transmission parts.

When talking about this, Kerway suddenly changed the subject and continued with a smile.

Speaking of which, I heard that the Alliance has a drone that drills the crotch of tanks, which made that bone-chewing tribe suffer a lot.

The battlefield guy's heart tightened, and he nodded.

Yes... I seem to have heard of it.

Seeing his good brother's nervous expression, Kerway smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Don't worry, that kind of thing can also deal with predators who are not good at thinking. We only need to hang a curtain under the crotch of the tank, wrap the propeller of the drone, or hang a baffle.

The bomb is only effective if detonated directly under the chassis.

If it just exploded on the turret or the car body, the shock wave would tickle their tank at most.

The Zhandi guy nodded half-understood, but silently memorized these clues in his heart.

A group of people waited for a while in the open space.

Just when the Zhandi guys had a good understanding of the situation here, an officer came from not far away and stopped in front of Kerway.

We have verified your identity, and we will arrange vehicles to take you to the command post.

A relieved smile spread across Kerway's face, and he returned a military salute.

A Dan, who was not far away, stepped forward and congratulated him.

Congratulations, Mr. Coleway, you will be back on your team soon.

Thank you for your help, I will remember this favor, Coleway shook his hand and continued, What are your future plans?

Adan thought for a while, then answered with a smile.

When the logistics officer here completes the handover of supplies with me, I will probably continue on the road to do the next business. The Lion Kingdom should not last for two months. Before the war is over, I plan to make a few more orders .”

It seems that we have to separate, Coleway smiled and stretched out his right hand, But I believe that in the future, you will have a place in this land illuminated by the sun, and there will be a period of time.

A hint of surprise flashed across Adan's face, he smiled and shook his right hand.

With your good words, there will be a period later!

Just as Kerway was saying goodbye to Adan, the ground guy was looking around, trying to find a place where he could escape to get off the assembly line.

New equipment being sent from the rear, as well as mutant mercenaries in the desert...

Such explosive information.

This time it will definitely be hot!

It will be back to normal tomorrow