This Game Is Too Realistic

Survivor Daily

[Yesterday, the survivor forces from all parties, including enterprises, colleges, and legions, completed their meeting at the military base of the Southern Guard of the Alliance. The commanders of all parties started consultations on specific combat plans and their respective tasks.

Chu Guang, the manager of the coalition forces, said in an interview that the cohesive body will go all out in the fight against the enemy of civilization, at all costs, and let those beasts who have committed numerous crimes pay their due price! 】

The hotel in the north of Dawn City.

Flipping the newspaper in his hand again and again, Duke Galava raised his eyebrows with displeasure.

The Xilan Empire was not mentioned in the headline at all, which somewhat made him feel a little disrespected.

This group of rats in the gutter will play tricks on some trivial issues.

With a strange expression in his mouth, Duke Galava threw the newspaper aside.

Just at this time, the waiter came up with a plate and put a plate of curry omelet rice in front of him.

The rising heat was mixed with a seductive fragrance, Galava took a deep breath, couldn't help moving his index finger, and grabbed the spoon beside him unskillfully.

There are indeed many kinds of food in Dawn City, and if you spend a lot of time looking for it, you can even eat the same food for three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

This is the dish that most resembles the cuisine of his hometown. Although it lacks some rich texture, the salty and delicious taste paired with baked soft eggs and grainy rice is simply amazing!

Galawa reluctantly admits that apart from beans and patties, there are other ingredients that can be paired with the spices of Borneo.

Looking at the Duke who vented his unhappiness at lunch, Ni Yang, who was standing beside him, could see the regret in his brow at a glance, and whispered respectfully.

My lord, maybe there will be news about us in other newspapers, do you need me to buy it for you?

Galawa, who was busy cooking, was moved in his heart, and was about to ask him to buy it, but suddenly remembered the doctor's order, and shook his head with lingering fear.

Forget it... don't look at it.

Seeing that the Duke had suddenly opened his eyes, Ni Yang felt a little lost, and secretly thought it was a pity.

Compared with Survivor Daily, today's Goblin Observer headline is the real best...

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Goblin Observer

【Shock! 30,000 people went to the front line, and a whole 10,000 were lost! Commander Babitawan of the Xilan Empire was furious again, and shouted Where are my people? before the battle, scolding the train conductor! 】

【…】

Where's my steel???

Chip Harbor.

Standing on the wharf of the light industrial zone, Fang Chang glanced at the delivery order in his hand, and then at the piled up cargo ships, he was dumbfounded.

Two weeks ago, when he was still in Jingalun Port, he ordered 10,000 tons of overproduction steel products at an ultra-low price of 50% below the market price through a Willant broker.

According to the other party, these steel materials are all crude steel without shaping and processing, so there is no need to worry about the quality, they are all produced according to the casting standards of the Weilante people.

Whether it is rolled into T-shaped steel used in construction, or mixed with other things to make high-end alloys, it is very good.

Although Jin Gallon Port also has a steel plant, the production capacity is basically spent on local infrastructure projects and the infrastructure projects of Chips Port, and orders have been unable to come through.

After signing this unexpected surprise, Fang Chang immediately arranged them to Anle Island, intending to let the submarine factory and technicians there help to deal with the The brain hole of the latent mother.

According to the contract, the two parties completed the delivery of the goods at the potato chip port. Today, the other party should deliver 5,000 tons of steel studs to him, and he also has to pay 40% of the payment.

Worried about the low prices but not the good ones, he even ran over from Jin Gallon Port to take a look.

It turned out that it wasn't steel towers at all, but more than 10,000 soldiers? !

If it weren't for the restraint these people showed, he almost suspected that these guys hadn't learned their lesson yet, and they were planning to repeat their old tricks again.

The man standing at the bow also looked embarrassed. He is now sure that he got on the wrong boat.

But it is impossible to expect him to admit his mistakes.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, he cleared his throat and introduced himself.

I'm Iser, a horseman, a baron...the captain of the 30,000th regiment of the expeditionary force.

Fang Chang stared at him: I don't care what kind of horse you are, I just want to know why you are here! And where is my steel!

Iser was stunned, and looked at him in a daze, with an expression that obviously didn't know about the transaction.

What steel?

Steel! The steel I bought with those big noses! Fang Chang took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, looked at him and asked, Where's your captain? Find him!

It is meaningless to discuss who is responsible now, and the problem must be resolved as soon as possible.

Soon the captain was brought out.

To be precise, it was dragged out by a group of soldiers holding their arms.

Looking at the murderous Fang Chang and General Iser, the Ratman captain was so anxious that he was about to cry.

My lord... I don't know either! The people of Weilante told me not to ask anything, not to look at anything, just wait until the ship is full and drive forward according to the route. Then the next day, these people rushed Come up, urging me to hurry up and sail, and I couldn't get in touch with the person who arranged the flight for me, and then... just sailed.

Isaiel looked embarrassed and kicked the guy's ass.

Why didn't you tell me you were going to Chip Harbor?

The captain said with a sobbing face.

I don't dare to ask more questions with your posture.

Facing the two people on the deck, Fang Chang looked dumbfounded.

So his steel was not sent to Silver Moon Bay or Jin Gallon Port, but it was not shipped at all? !

...Didn't you realize that this is a cargo boat?

Isaiah looked at him dumbfounded.

Is there any difference?

Fang Chang was speechless for a while, but soon thought that the gunboats of the Xilan Imperial Navy were converted from cargo ships, and that the civilian ships used to raid the potato fries port before, his expression was dumbfounded again.

good guy...

He didn't expect such a novel dragging posture, because there were so many slots, he didn't even know how to complain.

He estimated that the Willant who sold his things probably didn't expect that the cargo ship he arranged didn't deliver the steel, but sent the expeditionary army over...

Seeing that the person in charge of the port was speechless, Iser coughed and continued.

Excuse me, how far is it from here to Jinchuan Province?

Fang Chang pinched the center of his brows and said with a headache.

It's not far away. Shifeng Mountain is just a little east of the south of Baiyue Province. It's not even 1,000 kilometers away from here.

Iser was overjoyed when he heard this.

That's great--

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chang couldn't help but spray.

What a hammer! Are you going to walk across here on two legs? You won't be able to get there when the battle is over!

Of course, the greater possibility is to die in this forest.

Even now that Potato Fries Harbor has successfully stood on this land, it is difficult for the radius of the player's activity area to exceed 50 kilometers. Without a stable supply line, you can't go very far, unless you don't plan to come back in the first place.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Chang looked at the captain and said.

Wait for me at sea, and I will discuss with others how to solve the problem... Drive a little outside, and don't block the pier first.

Wait, please wait a moment! Seeing Fang Chang turning his head and walking out of the pier, Iser who was standing on the deck quickly stopped him, and then said with difficulty, We are short of food, can... lend us Is it a little?

Fang Chang's brow twitched.

...wait here.

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Wasteland OL forum.

Fang Chang brought back what happened in Potato Chips Port to the forum, and the mystery of the collective disappearance of the 30,000th team of the Xilan Empire Expeditionary Force was finally solved.

Paddle on the edge: Good guy...it's ridiculous to get lost.

There are really mosquitoes in WC: Hahahaha! I laughed so hard, today's headline is here!

Fang Chang: Okay...don't worry about the headlines, I will urge that Weilante businessman again, if it doesn't work, I will go to Xifan Port in person. The question now is, what do these people do? Make up your mind.

Kuangfeng: It's awesome to be able to leave you speechless. (Squinting eyes and laughing)

Big Eyes in Debt: Let them stay on the southern line, they're all here anyway, and seeing the clones of those people with the same equipment, I feel like going to the northern line is just to make up for it. (funny)

Construction site boy and Brick: +1, the northern line is currently a fight between gods. There are 20 Yunfly flappers alone, and they can't even transport ammunition. Now we have to repair an airport. Thanks to our maintenance The 500 deathclaws I have are still available, or they will be soy sauce.

Spring Water Commander: Aren't you planning to land on the coast of death? Let Lao Bai and Brother Ji teach them. (Squinting eyes and laughing)

Lao Bai: Their foundation is a bit weak, I'm afraid we have to start teaching from eating. (laughing and crying)

Killing chickens at midnight: I object to letting them go ashore. They are soldiers of the empire and have previous criminal records. No one can guarantee their safety.

Siss: +1, there are quite a few Moon Clan settlers in our port. They were formerly freed slaves from King Gallon Port. The empire did not recognize their status as free citizens. If they are allowed to go ashore, friction may be inevitable.

Aww Sesame Paste: Hmm... It wouldn't be impossible if they gave up their status as imperial soldiers. Doesn't Chip Port need a lot of people to work?

Siss: That's unrealistic...and even if we need labor, there's no need to find the accomplices of slave owners. There are so many better quality labor in King Gallon Port.

Night Ten: It seems that the alliance needs to set up a customs and immigration bureau. Never before have so many people come here. (Funny)

Irena: +1, the game will be cold without newcomers, but it's not always a good thing if newcomers increase too fast, the server environment will deteriorate at a speed visible to the naked eye as soon as the multiplayer online games reach the free week. It’s like changing a game. (Funny)”

Tail: Oh! That's what I said, but it's too pitiful to send them to the front line as cannon fodder. How about setting up another settlement on the south bank? How about letting them train while opening up wasteland?_(:з∠) _”

Fang Chang: It's not cost-effective in terms of cost. Just maintaining the port on the north bank will consume a lot of ammunition. As for training... I guess even if they do training, it will be difficult for them to come in handy like that.

The feudal lord's army can only show a little fighting morale when its hometown has been bombed with gold coins, but the scope is limited to local combat.

This is completely different from cultural concepts, blood ethnicity, and belief traditions. As long as it can be said that specific belief traditions and cultural concepts can reduce this debuff. For example, the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom is an example. They are united from top to bottom, and they even set up a government in exile after their hometown was blown up. The princess is even willing to marry a pagan in order to restore the country. However, it was a different situation in the Lion Kingdom. The serfs in the occupied area were all looking forward to the royal army's action, and the royal army was all looking forward to the alliance's action.

As for the Borneo Province, objectively speaking, they used the self-justified theory of thousands of races and gods for two hundred years to divide the contradictions and consolidate the authority of the royal family, but at the same time it also brought about greater problems.

Fang Chang did not have any hope of training them into a capable army. This is not something that can be changed in a few months.

Tail: Then just open up wasteland and not train! (｀ω)

Killing chickens at midnight: What about the ammunition expenses for maintaining settlements?

Siss: I heard that Dawn City is doing industrial upgrading again recently. The latest ammunition production line of the B7-floor processing center has been assembled there, and it is ready to replace the original production line... Why don't we buy it and ship it to the Golden Gallon Go to Hong Kong, where the bullets are processed and sent to the Baiyue Strait, which should save some costs.”

Lao Bai: That's a good idea... Then what happens after the war ends and the expeditionary force withdraws? I'm afraid the 10,000 vacancies will be a problem.

Siss: It shouldn't be a problem to introduce some population from King Gallon Port. After the infrastructure construction there is completed, there will be a lot of free labor. We can just use this new port as a buffer zone for the population introduction of French Fry Port.

There is also a large area of ​​undeveloped land on the south bank of the Baiyue Strait that can be reclaimed.

Moreover, compared with the rough terrain on the north bank, the land on the south bank is flatter, suitable for planning large tracts of plantations and farmland to produce tropical cash crops.

It is a good choice for the jungle corps to be responsible for expelling the alien species on the shore, and then those expeditionary soldiers who have gone the wrong way will reclaim the land.

Anyway, sending them to the battlefield is probably a hindrance, and it is enough to ask them to pretend to hit a target and practice a drill every now and then.

Fang Chang: Then the question is, what is the name of the new settlement?

Irena: There's a French fries port, why don't we have a Coke port. (Funny)

Ye Shi: If you go on like this, the alliance map will become a recipe in the future. (Funny)

Makabazi: Hahahahaha!

...

At this moment, General Iser didn't know that the fate of him and the cannon fodder under his command had been clearly arranged in another world.

But also thanks to this gift, they also embarked on a path with completely different destinies by mistake.

northern line.

The third day of the coalition's arrival.

On Heiyun Peak, the second mountain of Shifeng Mountain, a bloody battle has just begun.

Seeing that the Alliance's death corps took Fushan so smoothly, the Willant people who came from afar couldn't wait to show their hands to open the eyes of all the friendly troops.

The commander of the legion, Captain Liumwan, almost used a robbery method to snatch the task of competing for the Black Cloud Peak from the commanders of the academy and the enterprise at the combat meeting.

And thanks to the help of old friends, Babita, the commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, also followed suit and sent a team of thousands of people to act as a feint—in other words, a substitute.

After all, the winding mountain road of Shifeng Mountain, the width of the battlefield can only accommodate one or two battalions of troops at most.

Not surprisingly, the Legion will send the Glorious Army to go first, placing the main force on the main battlefield behind Shifeng Mountain.

In fact, just as Babita expected, the glorious army of the Legion gathered at the foot of Fushan Mountain early in the morning, and was led up the mountain by a team of Weilante officers.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Bison walker raised its 200mm cannon, and poured enough shells to fill five train cars towards the top of Heiyun Peak like spitting!

The dense flames exploded on the top of the majestic mountain and on the left and right, burning down the woods on the mountainside, and shaking away the clouds and mist that wrapped around the mountain.

At the same time after the shelling ended, a thousand-man unit of the Glorious Army gathered on the top of Fushan Mountain charged with their Ripper rifles amid deafening roars.

They stopped along the narrow mountain road, relying on the rugged rocks and a fierce exchange of fire broke out with the mutants.

Lium, who was sitting on the bridge, was eating ice cream while overlooking the battlefield full of shouts and killings, with a slight smile on his face.

Suddenly, he turned his face slightly and asked the adjutant beside him.

By the way, how long did it take for the Alliance to take down Fushan?

The adjutant standing aside heard the words and said respectfully.

I think it was before dusk.

Lium nodded, glanced at the mechanical watch worn on his left wrist, and then leaned back comfortably on the chair, with his right leg on his left knee.

It seems that the battle can be over before noon. I plan to go down to eat later... I heard that the cooks of the alliance are good. You went there to eat yesterday. Do you have any recommended dishes in the canteen in the camp?

The adjutant was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment and said.

The pork knuckle rice I ate yesterday was good.

It tasted really good.

In Triumph City, the pig's trotters are usually eaten burnt or smoked in a wooden box. This is the first time he has seen this kind of pig's trotters that are softer than bread, and it feels a bit like jelly.

Leum said with a smile.

Let's go and have a taste together in a while.

It wasn't just Lium who didn't take those mutants seriously, but also Babita, who came to the front line to command.

However, unlike the Willanters who have seen many mutants, Barbita's self-confidence stems from the fact that he has never seen such a green-skinned thing.

Based on the rumors he had heard along the way, in his opinion, those guys were nothing more than a bunch of savages who hadn't evolved well.

Even the beggars in the wasteland can peck each other with them for 300 rounds. The Borneo province is not a wasteland at all. If he plays, he can kill those chickens in minutes.

However, 80% of this battle does not require his people to play, and the Willant has already made a move.

Just when Babita thought that this battle was just going to the front line to go through the motions and go back, the progress of the matter was beyond his expectation.

The clone soldiers who rushed to the mountain were in a stalemate with the wild people who hadn't evolved well!

...Damn it.

Holding up the binoculars, Barbita stared at it for a long time, seeing that the group of clones could not push up, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

What are those Weilante people dawdling about...

He has never fought in mountain warfare, but he can understand the battle lines anyway. Even if the eyes are not always accurate, the basic skill of judging the distance between the front line and the rear by listening to the gunshots is nothing to say.

In the blink of an eye, the two centurions had been wiped out.

The wounded Willant officer was carried down from the mountain by the medical soldiers, while those green-skinned guys kept popping up, and they even seemed to be getting braver as they fought.

Looking at the tragic battle situation, Barbita couldn't help sweating.

If his old friends don't try their best, they will be pushed to the bottom of the mountain!

It wasn't just Babita who was stunned, the players standing on the OB on the top of Busan Mountain were also dumbfounded.

The previous round of shelling was so lively that they even opened a bet on how long it would take for those big noses to plant the flag on the top of the mountain.

The result was surprising, the group of mutants who had been bombarded seemed to be okay, and beat up the cannon fodder of the clones who rushed to the middle of the mountain with black noses and swollen faces.

Lian Dayan swallowed his saliva, and made a dumbfounded remark.

Good guy... they washed the whole mountain with cannonballs and still beat it like this?

Are the mutants also open?

Holding the binoculars in his hand, the construction site boy and Brick frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

There's something wrong with those guys.

Um……

Edge paddled and nodded, with a solemn expression, It's really different from what we encountered when we first came here.

At that time, they killed half of the greenskins with one shot, and the remaining half were wiped out in a single charge.

I did encounter some resistance when pushing up the hill, but only a little.

Seeing that the friendly army's position was crumbling, Babita couldn't sit still any longer, and hurriedly urged the commander beside him to launch an attack.

Rush up with your men! Quick!

yes!

The commander didn't dare to be negligent, he quickly greeted his subordinates, and led more than a thousand people to kill him.

The mountain was clearly in front of him, and it didn't seem to be a big deal, but when he really got close to the front line, he realized that the situation here was far from being as simple as General Babita thought.

The majestic mountain is like an insurmountable cliff. There is no road at all, only a narrow path that barely leads to the top of the mountain.

It was even more impossible to get around the mountain, which was flanked by sheer cliffs, and farther on, there were peaks that didn't even have names, and the situation there was only worse than here.

Their soldiers could only climb up while holding on to the rocks on both sides of the mountain road, and while firing at the enemy, they had to be careful not to be smashed down by the corpses of their teammates.

But looking at their opponents, those mutants fired at them condescendingly.

Some small goblins will suddenly jump out from the back of the bunker, holding stones, daggers and even dynamite packs, giving them a surprise.

In the past two weeks, the Death Corps had already experienced this surprise, and it was not surprising if they saw it.

However, these guys from the Borneo Province saw such a vicious thing for the first time.

The Glorious Army of the Willanters managed to advance halfway up the mountain before being blocked from attacking, and their morale was already on the verge of collapse before they even touched the buttocks of the friendly army.

No matter how much General Babita yelled and scolded from behind, he couldn't stop the Ratmen soldiers who were frightened by the big green-skinned guy and the goblins.

The battle lasted from morning to dusk, and the entire sky was dyed blood red.

The bridge of the Airship Allegiance.

Lium stared dumbfounded at the silent mountain, his mouth was speechless for a moment.

The ice cream stick that was originally held in his hand had already fallen to the ground, but no one noticed.

Because he was not the only one who was stunned, everyone in the entire bridge was silent.

A hungry goo broke the silence in the bridge at an inappropriate time.

Seeing the mountain that was not conquered until dusk, Lium's face gradually turned red to a liver color, and suddenly he punched the armrest of the chair angrily.

A bunch of embarrassing trash!

If I had known about him, I would have let General Modlin go!

The bow main gun is ready! Aim at that hill!

Give it to me!!