This Game Is Too Realistic

On the rough sea, majestic warships are breaking through the waves.

They are the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance, and they are also the only organized maritime combat force in this sea.

The leading flagship is the cruiser Harpoon, which made great achievements in the Civil War.

And behind the cruiser, there are four destroyers trailing.

Excluding the strength of home defense, the South China Sea Alliance dispatched almost all warships that could be dispatched. Even apart from the sea power, there are still three submarines scattered and dormant below the surface of the sea.

At the beginning, the Alliance contributed a lot to the unification of the South China Sea Alliance, but now that the Alliance is in trouble, the South China Sea Alliance is naturally helping the good brothers.

Although the survivors of the islands in the southern waters are not interested in the disputes on land, they are very clear that the ambition of the Legion is not just an old-time province.

They will test the bottom line of the survivors in the east little by little, and use the weakness of the colleges and enterprises to keep moving forward, compressing the living space of the civilized world.

The South Sea Alliance will not let the Legion succeed, knowing that helping other suffering survivors is helping itself.

but--

The start of the battle was not optimistic.

Inside the bridge of the Harpoon, President Li Minghui, who had put on his military uniform again, stared at the signals on the radar screen and sonar screen, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

...Hehe, it seems that we are in trouble.

Five hundred kilometers away, there are a full twenty signal sources matching the characteristics of a warship flickering on and off.

The hulls of these ships are coated with anti-radar coatings, and the technical content is obviously not low.

Not only that, but at the same time they captured each other, the other party had obviously discovered their existence, and was cautiously keeping a distance from them, and circled towards the northeast.

Their intention is obvious, that is to escort the transport ships traveling between Xifan Port and Yongye Port.

Originally, according to the plan, the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance would go to the waterway between Xifan Port and Yongye Port to block the port and its surrounding waters.

But now it seems that this matter may not be so simple...

Li Minghui thought for a moment, picked up the communicator placed on the console, and ordered neatly.

Release the scout drone!

A response came quickly from the communication channel.

yes!

As the order was issued, the destroyer Reef marching aside raised the launch tube at the front, a wisp of white smoke sprang out with a bang, and fired a sword-shaped missile towards the airspace directly ahead.

After the missile flew in the air for a certain distance, it spread its folded wings to both sides, soared above the clouds like a petrel, and quickly approached the signal source on the radar.

Li Minghui in the bridge stared intently at the twenty flickering signals on the radar screen, and put his hands on the center console.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the atmosphere inside the bridge was extremely tense.

Wars at sea are much more boring than wars on land. There are not so many fancy tactics. It may take an instant to discover the enemy, and it is also an instant to be discovered by the enemy. A small mistake can cost the efforts of tens of thousands of people. Turned into scrap iron and sank to the bottom of the sea.

The weapon operator's palms were sweating, but his clenched fists did not leave the console.

This war is not as simple as they originally imagined. Going to the Borneo Sea to fry a few fish can bring home a medal.

For them especially, it's not a fight to defend their homeland, but to defend someone else's homeland. If the final outcome is to be buried in the belly of the fish, it is difficult to say whether their credit will be remembered.

It was also at this moment that these boys finally realized the mood of their big brother alliance back then.

It is not an easy task to bet your own life for the common destiny...

The drone continued to fly forward for about tens of kilometers, keeping up with the flight trajectory of the fleet.

Li Minghui grabbed the communicator again and ordered in a calm voice.

Turn on the active irradiation radar!

With the command, the belly of the drone swung open the hatch, releasing a fist-sized pod.

The electromagnetic wave signal is released forward in a fan shape, completely covering the more than 20 flickering signal sources.

However, at this moment, a scene that surprised everyone happened.

At the moment when the echo came, more than 20 signal sources that flickered on and off suddenly disappeared from the radar screen!

...Our drones have not found any enemy ships! Request instructions for the next step!

Astonished expressions appeared on each face, and the officers in the bridge were all stunned for a moment.

Including Li Minghui.

His pupils dilated slightly for a moment, but then shrank quickly.

Eighty percent of it is electronic warfare...

Standing beside Commander Li Minghui, the captain of the Harpoon frowned and said.

Li Minghui nodded, grabbed the communicator and continued to give orders.

Turn off the active illumination radar, switch on the optical camera...fly to the target and have a look.

yes!

An echo came from the communication channel, and the destroyer Reef operating the drone took a snapshot.

After continuing to fly in the sky for a certain distance, the reconnaissance drone quickly approached the target sea area, and the result was just as Li Minghui expected, the entire sea was empty, with nothing but rolling waves.

At this time, the other party seemed to have discovered their action of sending out the drone, and the signal that originally appeared on their shipboard radar also disappeared.

Li Minghui frowned, and said after a moment of thought.

It should be a submarine...

The adjutant standing aside swallowed and asked nervously.

Would you like our submarine to take a look?

Sending a submarine to explore the way first is one of the routine operations. That thing retreats faster than a destroyer, especially in the deep sea. It is still difficult to hunt down a submarine that is determined to run.

However, as soon as his words fell, the captain of the Harpoon interrupted him without hesitation.

It's best not to do this, it might be a trap. If I were their commander, I would definitely lay an ambush nearby!

And at this moment, the staff officer standing aside suddenly spoke.

Is there a possibility...they don't actually know where we are.

Everyone whispered for a while.

Li Minghui nodded after thinking for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

I was thinking about this possibility just now. The first thing we detected was passive sonar. It is very likely that they used decoys to make noises on purpose.

And the reason why the other party chooses to use this method to test is that there is a very high probability that it is because they are in the same situation as them.

Both parties are aware of each other's existence, but they don't know each other's details.

But in this way...

This trial should be considered a tie.

It seems that there are people outside this person, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

I have to admit that the opponent he encountered this time is far more difficult than Charas, and it is not realistic to rely entirely on the art of command to play others.

It's not all bad, though.

Evenly matched opponents will keep each other restrained, and the other party may not want to misfire.

After all, even in name, this is a war between the Xilan Empire and the Borneo Kingdoms.

Before the legion declared war on the alliance, the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance would at most blockade the port, raid the strategic facilities belonging to the Xilan Empire, and sink a few supply ships. It is impossible to launch a blatant bombing of the port.

This war did not escalate into an all-out war.

And as supporters, they have no reason to take the initiative to escalate this war.

It's difficult... we can only see what our allies say.

Li Minghui took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lighter and lit it.

I probably won't be able to play today.

The opponent is waiting for them to take the bait while trying to get them to fire the first shot.

The staff officer frowned, still thinking.

The tricky thing now is ... we haven't been able to identify who these ships really are.

Li Minghui's deputy looked at him.

Is there a difference?

The staff officer nodded.

Of course there is... If it's the Western Legion, then we have to be careful with our ass.

Now there is only one destroyer and one submarine in the entire southern sea area, and all they can rely on is the air force on the circular island and those land-based missile launchers.

But those things alone are not enough.

There was a brief silence in the bridge, and then the whispering communication sounded again.

Although the Eastern Legion has reached a private agreement with the alliance, the other two legions have not made a statement so far.

...I heard that the Western Legion is in the New World.

Well...the other side of the planet.

Has anyone been there?

I don't have the impression... It's too far away whether you start from the east or the west. There are no supply points along the way, and the location of the port is still uncertain.

I don't know how they are developing...

It would be nice to have a satellite to see.

Looking at the people who were talking, Li Minghui didn't participate in the discussion, but just smoked silently.

The captain standing aside was silent for a long time, then sighed and said.

It would be great if the 'Haiya' is still there.

That used to be the only battleship in the South Sea Alliance, and also the only weapon designed to target the Legion's airship... However, those militaristic elements within them used it on their own people.

But looking at it from another perspective, Vault 70 has indeed pulled them behind closed doors for too long.

Those airships based on the core of the starship are no longer the only reliance of the Legion.

And they have only just left the island until now...

...

On the other side, at the forefront of the battlefield, the 170,000th team under the command of Mr. Oletwan has captured Surak County in the northwest of Shizhou, opening a breakthrough to continue northward.

The defense lines organized by the 1st and 20,000-thousand teams in Borneo were like paper. They were bombarded and lost their way, and then they were divided and surrounded by the armored troops acting as the vanguard.

The Southern Legion is best at using artillery, and the armor is only auxiliary.

But even so, for Borneo, which has few tanks, the hundreds of Conqueror 10 breaking through the direction can still be called a torrent of steel.

The first to enter Soulak County was the 171st Thousand-man Corps commanded by Commander Ross.

In the local culture of Borneo, Surak means the head of a lion, and this surname is also a prominent local family, occupying millions of acres of fertile land and tens of thousands of tenants.

Ross didn't know whether the surname Sulak or the strange slang term lion's head came first, and didn't really care.

As a conqueror, he only cares whether the local people cooperate with his conquest.

If he doesn't cooperate, he doesn't mind hanging this lion's head on the wall where the trophies are displayed.

But what is interesting is that when his troops entered this area, instead of encountering any resistance, they were warmly welcomed by all the Suraks.

In the largest village in the entire county, a man about sixty years old led a group of people standing in the middle of the road.

He was wearing a luxurious robe, looking like an elder in the clan. His beard and hair were grizzled, and his old face was full of joy, as if he welcomed the Willant people who came here from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing that these people were not carrying guns, Ross waved his hand and signaled the armored personnel carrier to drive into the town with the tanks. He got out of the jeep and walked up to the old man with a few officers.

Seeing the Weilante officer walking towards him, the old man took two trembling steps forward, wishing he could kneel on the ground.

My lord... you are here! Those heavenly kings have caused us so much suffering!

He didn't add any falsehood to these words, those under the Heavenly King killed the nobles when they saw them, and robbed them of money and food when they saw them, which scared him to hide in the mountains and forests for half a month. He didn't dare to bring his family back until he heard that Janusz was dead and the king's army tree fell down and the monkeys scattered.

Not caring about what had happened here, Rose shot him a look.

Are you a nobleman here?

With a smile on his face, the old man nodded quickly.

Exactly... Your Majesty is Cham Surak, a viscount conferred by His Majesty himself, and a hundred miles around is considered to be in my village.

Rose didn't talk nonsense with him, but just gave the officer next to him a look, and threw a list in his hand.

Looking at the stunned old man, the officer said succinctly.

We are members of the Southern Legion, invited by your Majesty Akbar to go to the north to help you suppress the bandits. Your Majesty requires you to cooperate with us with all your strength, otherwise we will be punished by the laws of the country.

In addition, we need food for 100,000 people, mainly wheat flour, supplemented by meat, and supplements such as vegetables and fruits. Please prepare it here.

Hearing this number, Cham was startled and almost sat down on the ground.

Ten, one hundred thousand?!

Not only was he taken aback, but the Sulak who followed him were also stunned, whispering to each other with panicked faces, looking like the end of the world.

Looking at the group of chattering mice, Rose impatiently pointed to the list in the old man's hand.

There is a price on the list. You prepare according to our requirements, and we will pay you.

Although always imitated by predators, they are not predators after all.

For valuable land, in principle, they do not intend to destroy the original production relations, and even take a small profit from other colonies to buy the locals.

Of course, after this war is over, they will recover this investment in the future. The local survivors will use the blood and sweat of generations of descendants to repay this moment of confusion and short-lived sweetness.

Hearing that the big noses gave money, Cham finally breathed a sigh of relief, a joyful smile appeared on his blood-recovered face, nodded and bowed and said.

Don't worry! Our county is rich in products, and the most indispensable thing is food! There are other counties nearby, and the supplies you want will definitely be available!

Ross nodded, didn't talk nonsense with this guy, and sent him away, but simply explained the patrol-related tasks to the few men around him.

The Legion's logistics supply line was raided by the Union Air Force, and the supplies originally planned to be sent to the front line could not arrive on time.

They'll need to fix things here a bit and wait until the logistics catch up before moving on.

Surak County is a good location, very suitable as a transit point for front-line supplies.

Perhaps they can build a temporary port on the west coastline to relieve the logistical pressure of Xifan Port.

Just as Ross finished explaining the tasks to his subordinates, he suddenly noticed a group of shirtless men and women kneeling by the side of the road.

None of them were very old, they were all in their early twenties, and without exception they were tied up with ropes.

Those fifty or so people were like animals tied to a pigsty, with no trace of blood on their numb faces. If they weren't still breathing, one could not help but doubt whether they were still alive.

Rose raised his eyebrows, and looked at Cham who was following him step by step.

Who are these people?

When the Willant people asked about the identities of these people, Chaam immediately answered with a flattering smile.

My lord, these dogs are bandits! They are not good people, and they want to encourage us to fight you!

Bandits?

Ross was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that it should be the Heavenly King Army, and then narrowed his eyes.

Speaking of which, these people still owe them a debt of blood.

Drag it outside and die.

yes!

The centurion standing beside him stood at attention and gave a military salute, then led his subordinates and walked towards the group of people kneeling on the ground with a murderous look.

Those people followed them obediently, and fell to the ground in a burst of gunshots not long after.

The thick blood soaked the soil red, and the walking dead turned into real corpses.

A group of onlookers are hiding in the distant field, some of them are serfs on the field, and some are tenants of the nearby Zhuangzi.

They had never seen such a bloody scene before, they all looked at it curiously, half of their faces were scared, but half of them were excited.

After shooting, the Willant soldiers grabbed a few onlookers and threw their shovels to them, telling them to find a place to bury the corpses.

Those people nodded hastily, and didn't ask for rewards, so they dug a hole on the execution ground hard.

Some people even reached out their hands quietly, taking advantage of the digging time, secretly hid some bloody soil in their pockets.

Taking a panoramic view of the sentient beings, the Willant soldiers standing aside couldn't help curling their lips, and there was a trace of undisguised sarcasm in their contemptuous voice.

...It's a shame to entrust this fertile land to them.

Another Wilante soldier carried a rifle and let out a chuckle.

But no one gave them this land. I remember correctly that this place used to be a zoo, and they ran in over the mountains by themselves.

Hahaha!

If I were their ancestors, I would definitely regret it. I might as well die in the desert.

For those wanton sarcasm, the slaves digging holes were silent, but they didn't feel any dissatisfaction.

What does it have to do with the remnants of the Prosperous Era era?

Only when they need to boast, will they mention that their ancestors once came from the center of the prosperous world, including boasting of General Lowell's indomitable achievements in the ice and snow, and making fun of the tribes outside the Zhabal Mountains How miserable, how to be chased away by alien species with three heads and six arms.

But sometimes they will spurn Rowell, spurn the War Construction Committee for abandoning them, and hate that the era of prosperity did not leave them a little bit of inheritance.

It's like they sometimes remember themselves as Borneans, and sometimes they distance themselves from Borneans or other breeds of rats.

Some people make memory into boots and step on the soles of their feet. In order to go further, some people weave memory into clothes and trousers to wear on their bodies, trying to make a beautiful appearance. And ingeniously, they turned memories into pillows, tossing and turning just to sleep peacefully... and now they really slept peacefully.

Pete, who was standing aside, was smoking a cigarette and did not participate in the discussions of the soldiers, only feeling bored.

He didn't care at all what the ancestors of these people were like, and he didn't even care who this land belonged to. He just wanted to fight with the real opponent as soon as possible.

Whether it's an alliance or a company, at least let's have a decent opponent!

Fighting against these unarmed people, he couldn't feel a little bit of pride in his heart, but felt ashamed.

Especially the gleaming figure in the courtroom is always lingering in his heart.

Recently, he always had nightmares, dreaming that he was back in that courtroom, but he was standing in the dock, and the jury box behind him was full of dead people.

Among them were the Willanters, and others with less high nose bridges.

Although it was just a dream, it still made him break out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, the voice of the centurion came from a distance.

Peter, are you done digging?

Pete, who came back to his senses, hurriedly replied.

It's almost over!

The centurion continued to call.

Forget about those slaves, let them dig by themselves, and return to the team quickly!

yes!

In response, Pete threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and quickly returned to the team with his soldiers.

The sharp-eyed slave happened to see the cigarette butt he dropped, and rushed up to snatch it into his pocket when he was far away, and even fought over first come, first served and seeker gets a share.

The appearance of rolling in the blood-red quagmire made people laugh and cry, but they couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, urgent telegrams were sent from Tiandu to King Gallon Port and various places in Borneo Province, informing every inch of the 4 million square kilometers of the war with the news of the war.

On the same day, the Survivor's Daily in Port Jingalun hastened an extra account, and used a line of blood-red characters in a rare way.

Outrageous Invasion! The Legion of the South fights undeclared war!

The bloody red was very much like the blood of those pilots and soldiers.

It's really deceiving!

Asin, who was sitting in his study, cursed angrily, and slammed the newspaper in his hand on the table.

He rarely loses his composure like this.

But at this moment, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He was not the only one who was angry, there were tens of thousands of people standing there.

From the port area, Tulip Street, all the way to the knight... and then to the reeds at the mouth of the eternal river, anger is written on every face full of righteous indignation.

Some people choose to bury their heads, and some people must hold their chins unyieldingly.

They are also Borneo.

And it is a person who has woken up!

Standing on the street, Suni held the textbook under his arm and looked at the boy in the crowd with relief.

When I was sixteen or seventeen, I didn't have such an evocative scene. If I remember correctly, I should have played with seagulls on the pier and skipped classes to bask in the sun.

He is very grateful for the choice he made at the beginning. He got on the boat to King Gallon Port and became a public school teacher. He happened to read the article called Red Soil and brought it to him. into the classroom to share.

It wasn't an earth-shattering feat, just a trivial thing that happened after a lunch break.

However, he still can't forget the burning light in the eyes of those boys and girls at that time.

The hope that broke through the ground is sprouting at this moment!

That was the seedling he cared for with his own hands——

We sent our emperor away, and the Legion wants us to kneel! Tell me! Your answer!

The young man standing on a high place roared hoarsely, and what responded to him was the roar of mountains and tsunami.

no way!!!

The thin arm was raised in the air, but he was not alone, for soon stronger arms rose.

There are those with long sleeves, those with short sleeves and those without sleeves.

Five fingers clenched into a fist, holding up a piece of sky.

what should we do--!

Fight them!!!