This Game Is Too Realistic

The western front of Borneo Province, Surak County.

Pete, who returned to the base of operations, first settled the wounded, and then reported to his superiors the situation of the friendly troops who had been shelled.

This matter had come to an end, and he was about to go back to sleep in the barracks, but gunshots rang out in the northern part of Surak County. He had to take his subordinates to the assembly point again, and followed the centurion to sit on the farm. Armored personnel carrier at the gate.

Sitting on the open troop carrier, a group of boys were gearing up excitedly.

Hearing the gunshots, at least it's the Centuries.

...80% are the resistance army of the Mammoth Kingdom! I heard that those guys are elite and equipped with the exoskeleton of the alliance.

We have that stuff too.

Although there is no shortage of battles in the great desert, there are basically no tough battles to fight.

In particular, the 170,000th team led by Olaite is stationed at Yongye Port.

There is an air force, artillery, and shallow-water heavy gunboats supporting the offshore, and the opponents they face are either aboriginal rebels with iron-pipe rifles, or gray-skinned mutant tribes.

Many young men didn't even look where the enemy was, and they won the round after the sound of the cannon.

As for the mutants hiding in the ruins of the city, they were usually fine and would not trouble those people.

After all, it is not profitable to conquer the inland land that goes deep into the desert. Although the legion longs for the land in the sun, not all land is wanted.

In any case, finally being able to fight against a decent opponent, whether it is the chief soldier or their chief, is more or less eager to try.

While a group of people were discussing, the slightly older veteran suddenly frowned.

...The sound of the gun sounds a little familiar.

Pete also noticed something was wrong.

The gunshots that rang out for a long time seemed to be from their own weapons.

Maybe it's the broken soldiers of Borneo, maybe it's the guerrillas of Mammoth... I can't say.

Although the Mammoth Country is an army built according to the standards of the Alliance, it also has some equipment captured from the Gray Wolf Army.

The gunfire crackled for twenty minutes, and finally stopped just before they arrived.

The location of the firefight is due north! Get out of the car! Everyone, move fast!

Stopping the car in front of a forest, Pete jumped out of the car with his subordinates, and walked through the woods to reinforce in the direction where the gunfire sounded.

After running for about 200 meters, Pete finally arrived at the destination, but found that the battle was over.

I saw hundreds of corpses lying here and there in the densely vegetated forest.

The death of these people was extremely tragic. Many people were shot several times, and their throats were even cut. Next to these people were some weapons such as Ripper rifles or PU-9 submachine guns.

As he had guessed, this force was using Legion equipment.

The centurion who entrusted the wounded to him earlier was standing nearby, recognized Peter at a glance, walked over and said with a grin.

You are late, we have already taken care of it ourselves.

Seeing that the centurion actually took the initiative to talk to him, Pete glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked casually.

Who are these people?

It's probably the guerrillas, the ones who provided the firepower coordinates for the artillery...Damn it. The centurion spat on the ground, looking unrepentant.

Here are not only the bodies of the Borneos, but also some of the Villantes.

How are you doing?

It's okay, but a dozen or so brothers died...Of course they died more.

Pete didn't speak, and looked down at the face mixed with muddy water and blood, but felt familiar.

At this time, his centurion also rushed over with his people. The centurion of the friendly army immediately left his side, handed a cigarette to his superior, and chatted and laughed.

The battle was over, and everyone was very relaxed, but Pete found that the soldiers of the friendly army were sullen, showing no joy of revenge.

Confused, he glanced at the seemingly familiar face on the ground again.

And at this moment, he suddenly remembered where he had seen this face before.

It was afternoon.

At that time, he was watching a group of yellow and thin people wielding shovels, burying those who were said to be the compatriots of the Heavenly King Army.

Pete's Adam's apple twitched, and he squatted down mysteriously, looking at one of the men who was probably a tenant, reached out and rummaged through his pockets, and found some blood-stained debris.

It really is those people!

After being silent for a long time, Pete silently wiped off the blood and soil on his hands, and took his hands back from the man.

When he stood up from the ground, he found that the friendly soldiers on the side were staring at him nervously.

It was beautiful.

After meeting the young man's gaze, Pete patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked away without saying anything.

He didn't doubt the correctness of the war, let alone justice for a group of useless guys, but his chest was still tight, and he was even more confused about the meaning of this.

And at this moment, his chief finally finished smoking and finished talking with the centurion of the friendly army.

...Thanks, thanks to you pulling out the nearby eyes, we can finally sleep peacefully.

Haha, you're welcome, your reinforcements are also very timely.

After exchanging a few polite words, the centurion waved and led his subordinates back to the place where they got off the car.

Before getting into the car, Pete walked to his chief and said in a low voice.

Those people don't look like scouts from the Mammoth Kingdom... who would send a centurion to scout?

Even if there is a centurion dedicated to reconnaissance, it is unlikely that the entire centurion will form a group.

He spoke very euphemistically, not because he wanted to expose the friendly army's murder, but mainly because he was worried that if the real scouts were let go, it would be a big trouble.

However, as soon as his words fell, the officer at the side gave him a meaningful look.

Peter, everyone makes mistakes, especially when there are people in the dark here, it is inevitable to make mistakes... We are in the same group, see you when you look up and see when you look down, do you understand what I mean?

Catching the officer's gaze, Pete involuntarily held his breath.

He was no longer a recruit, and after spending some time in the barracks, he found that he didn't understand anything at all.

Suddenly, he thought of the recruit who was being held by the collar by himself.

After a while, Pete, holding his breath, nodded.

Understood... I'm just worried, there are other reconnaissance forces. After all, if we relax our vigilance, those people will discover our deployment in Surak County.

Hearing this, the officer smiled and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

That's for sure, we're sure to have more than one scout troop around. Just hooked a big fish, and I'm sure they'd come to see if there's anything new—

Before he could finish his words, gunshots came from the direction of central Surak County.

Both of them were taken aback when they heard the voice.

This time, the gunshots were not all the gunshots of the Legion's weapons, but also mixed with some menglimengqi sounds.

After a while, the centurion had a strange expression on his face.

...Looks like our fish has taken the bait too.

...

In a sense, the centurion was right in guessing that the 171st thousand troops stationed in Surak County really caught a big fish.

A granary located on a farm in the middle of Surak County.

A whole centurion surrounded the entire warehouse with water, and a captain with an assault rifle stepped forward and shouted menacingly.

Surrender! You are surrounded!

Listening to the shouting outside, the catheter dog glanced at the LD-50 carbine in his hand, and then at the rows of densely packed bullet holes on the wall, feeling his scalp tingle.

MMP! Is this group of Weilante people cheating?!

After leading the friendly army's bombardment earlier, he wanted to take a look inside Surak County, but he didn't expect that the county was bigger than he imagined.

Because there is no satellite navigation, the power of the drone is also used up, and the surrounding farms and farmland look almost the same. He lost his way while walking, not only forgot the way back, but also ran into Wei Rand Patrol.

At that time, he thought he was a fellow villager, thinking of going up to ask for directions, and even said hello.

As a result, the two sides met face to face, and both of them froze on the spot.

The old dog who realized that he asked the wrong person was the first to react, and ran away.

Seeing him running away, the other side was stunned at first, but quickly realized that the copycat chased after him.

A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides in fields and woods.

Since the Legion has night vision equipment, and he only has a carbine with only two magazines, he was helplessly defeated at the speed of light. After throwing away the VM and drone he was carrying, he was forced to hide in the into this granary.

Like most crayons, the poor old dog's instinctive reaction is not to cook by himself, but to open and hang on the other side.

However, it is useless to say these things at the moment.

He is now struggling with whether to destroy his body and wipe out his traces, or whether he was killed by the plot and went out to be captured.

Rational analysis of a wave of the latter should have higher returns, and maybe you can spy on the frontline deployment of the legion.

Of course, the most important thing is that he moves with the Eagles and hasn't saved for several months.

If one dies and loses two levels in a row, it will be a loss for the blood mother!

Seeing that the spies hiding in the granary remained silent for a long time, the Willant commander exchanged glances with the centurion not far behind him, and then took the white phosphorous bomb from his waist.

Just as he was about to pull the fuse and throw it in, a rifle was thrown from the granary.

I, I, I vote... vote...

Oh shit.

How do you say surrender in Renlian language?

The old dog with his head in his hands came out of the door, and found out dumbfoundingly that he had forgotten the words.

Several Willanters guarding the granary door glanced at each other, exchanging strange expressions on their faces.

Is this guy out of his mind?

...There must be no fraud.

Send this thing as a scout?

Is the alliance gone?

The Ten Commander obviously felt the same way, but right now was not the time to discuss this.

He beckoned with a dark face.

take away!

The soldiers on the side stood at attention and marched, and then ignored the protest of the prisoner, took out a rope and tied him tightly, carried him and threw him on the personnel carrier outside the granary.

Damn it, can you be gentle! The old dog cursed with a sharp pain in his back.

Seeing that this guy was dishonest, the soldier who jumped into the car gave him another gun butt.

Be honest with me!

The old dog who was hit by the butt of the gun let out a muffled groan, his head was smashed to pieces, and he almost lost the connection.

The soldier sat directly next to him, stretched out his hand outside the carriage and patted the carriage hard.

Start! Go back to the station!

receive.

The engine of the armored personnel carrier started, it first turned a big turn, and then drove along the bumpy dirt road towards the nearby village.

The old dog lying in the dark wanted to remember the driving route, but soon he remembered that he didn't know the nearby roads at all, and he didn't even know where he was now, so he had no choice but to give up.

After bumping all the way in the dark, the personnel carrier finally arrived at its destination.

The Willant soldier standing next to him reached out and grabbed him by the nape of his neck, lifted him out like a chicken, and threw him on the muddy ground.

stand up!

The old dog who fell in the mud was cursing in his heart, but thinking of the man who knows the current affairs as a hero, he finally held the fire in his stomach, twisted his body and got up from the ground.

wait!

Let Lao Tzu know where you are, and call Yao Wu Wu to blow you away!

The soldier ignored him, and only drove him at gunpoint, urging him to move forward.

This place is probably a temporary base, there is nothing there, some tents are set up next to the houses, and some houses are simply requisitioned houses.

Before he had time to observe the situation of the entire base, the old dog was driven into a small dark room, and then the door behind him was slammed shut.

There was no sound outside, only the croaking of toads and the screeching of insects.

I don't know how long it took, when the old dog was thinking about whether to go offline and stay there, footsteps finally came from outside the house again.

With the rattling of iron chains, the drooping wooden door was pulled open.

Seeing Commander Ross walking in from the outside, the old dog's expression froze.

He never thought that it was such a coincidence that he ran into an acquaintance in the chaos, and he could only silently pray that this guy didn't remember him.

This is actually not impossible.

Since Renlian is not very good at Chinese, he usually can't speak without talking, but occasionally interjects a few words, and the other party might really forget him as a follower.

However, he was afraid of something, so Rose, who was standing at the door of the small black room, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly turned on the flashlight in his hand to shine on his face.

Being shaken by the sudden flashlight and closing his eyes, the old dog secretly thought that he was going to suffer.

Sure enough, a sneer came into his ears.

I recognize you, you are the envoy of the alliance.

I know I can't hide it anymore.

Hearing the word alliance, the old dog sighed softly in his heart and smiled awkwardly.

He was about to quibble that he was actually a fake, but suddenly found that he didn't know how to say this sentence at all.

To put it bluntly, he usually reads subtitles in front of the VM, and he doesn't know how to communicate with people at all, so he can understand a few words, maybe he doesn't know as much as Japanese.

As soon as the VM was thrown away, he suddenly became deaf and dumb. Not to mention he couldn't speak, he couldn't even understand more complicated sentences.

However, Rose would be wrong, thinking that this guy wanted to deny it, so he sneered.

I advise you to be honest and explain all the problems, maybe it will save you from suffering.

...

Looking at the NPC whose face was getting colder, the old dog suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

broken.

Something went wrong with this plot skip!

He guessed that this guy probably wanted to ask himself something, but he couldn't understand what bird language the dogecoin was saying.

How dare you open your mouth!

explain!

Seeing that the man in front of him was still refusing to speak, Rose suddenly raised his voice and yelled loudly, staring into his eyes and continuing.

Let me ask you one last time, why are the 'officials' of the alliance on the front line! What are you doing here?

Catheter dog: ??

Pretend to be stupid, right...very good.

Ross sneered, nodded, and then looked at the Willant soldiers standing aside murderously.

I don't care what method you use, just pry this guy's mouth open for me... Remember, just keep your breath.

Catheter dog: ???

A wicked smile appeared on the face of the Willant soldier, and he looked at the captive like a tiger seeing a lamb.

Clenching his fists with a creaking sound, he nodded sharply.

yes!

The old dog understood the word, but he was also desperate.

Especially when he saw Rose who turned around and left the small black room, and the NPC soldiers striding towards him, his tense face finally showed a trace of unstoppable panic.

Wait, wait a minute...

Fuck!

This game can't be that real, can it? !

...

Perhaps because of the reasons left over from history, the Willant people are not only good at fighting, but also good at torturing people.

In just ten minutes, the old dog who couldn't bear the humiliation voluntarily disconnected, took off his helmet and threw it on the bed, and went to the group shaking people with a sad face.

Dads, save me! I was caught by the big nose!

Seeing the news of the old dog, the eagle, the old stick, and the old wolf who had just come off the assembly line all jumped out.

The warlike wolf: Fuck, didn't I ask you to see where their front line is? How the hell did you get captured?

The catheter dog: I'm going to see where they are at the front line... I saw that the artillery blown up their entire centurion, so I thought about going further, but I bumped into their patrol team .”

Shit-stirring stick: It's useless for you to laugh at the old dog. I think it's the opposite. This guy is not doing trouble, and if he does, it's big news. (Funny)

Foresighted Eagle: The trouble is that we have shown our faces in Xifan Port, and we have also pretended to be the envoys of the alliance... Hey, have you been recognized?

The catheter dog: I didn't have it, but I met that Ross! I remember it's the brother-in-law of the war zone guy? Can you let him say something to me? QAQ

The warlike wolf: Wan Duzi is still an acquaintance.

Shit-stirring stick: Actually, it's not necessarily the end of the calf. It's fine for us old dogs to bite to death and deny it. They unilaterally point out that there is a fart, and at most they can laugh at themselves.

Catheter dog: I didn't recognize it! I can't understand what that guy is saying at all... Brothers, can I still be saved? QAQ

Foresighted Eagle: Don't worry, can you confirm where you are now?

Catheter dog: ...I don't know, maybe to the west of the shelling point? Within a radius of 50 kilometers? I remember there is a farm nearby. QAQ

Shit-stirring stick: To be more specific, Surak County has two to three million acres, half of which are fields. Which farm are you talking about?

Catheter dog: I...don't know.

The war-fighting wolf: ... there's no way to save it, just kill yourself.

Shit-stirring stick: Hey! It's difficult. At most, we can help you recover the VM, if it is not picked up by fellow villagers.

Catheter Dog: Come on bro...I haven't saved in months. T.T

Foresighted Eagle: You really hurt too much, let's think of a way... You should also think about it yourself, see if you can get out of trouble, if you can't, you can get some information before you die.

War-fighting wolf: ... I went online to ask if there are any guerrillas operating in Niuzhou. I remember that Ross is the confidant of the 170,000th team, Olet Wanfu. The place where that guy is stationed Good will be some key strategic area.

Catheter Dog: I do see a lot of tents!

Foresighted Eagle: You find a way to collect more information, or buy the locals...if there is a chance.

...

The Sulak County Theater annihilated the entire reconnaissance company of the Mammoth Kingdom, and also captured a soldier of the Alliance. The morale of the frontline troops of the Southern Army was greatly boosted!

Captain Oletwan even went to the front line in person, awarded a medal to the centurion who made great achievements in battle, and encouraged the troops on the front line to make persistent efforts and strive to make more contributions.

In fact, Olette is not ignorant of the moisture in the battle report, but right now this kind of thing is not important at all.

Since they launched this war, they have to create momentum for this war. Only in this way can they gain more supporters.

And the best way to create momentum for war is to create some fighting heroes.

Not just reconnaissance companies annihilating at the front.

Including the hundreds of W-2 planes that launched suicide attacks during the day, they were also included in the battle report.

And the captain who led the air team to meet the enemy was awarded a medal symbolizing the status of an ace pilot because he shot down ten alliance enemy planes.

At the same time, the Survivor Daily in Port Jin Gallon also published a headline the next day.

The 155mm artillery shows its power! Annihilate a whole centurion of the Legion!

Below the title of the headline was a picture, a cannon deployed in the woodland was spewing thick tongues of flame, and the battalion commander of the Lunar Resistance Army and the volunteers of the Alliance stood side by side.

The newspapers were sold out almost as soon as they were delivered to the newsstands.

In the noodle restaurant in the port area, a group of diners surrounded a newspaper and said with a long sigh.

That Absek fight was really useless, two divisions were chased by a regiment!

Lassi can still fight!

Hey, I blamed him wrong before! The hero is still a bear, and it really takes a few tricks to know!

...It's too early to tell now! The army of Borneo is about to withdraw from Niuzhou. I don't think it will be easy for Lashi to hold on to Dogzhou, and he will probably lose it in the end! What does that have to do with Absek the difference?

But the airship of the legion is not very good. It's boasting so much, but it hasn't shown its power.

You can't say that, you haven't seen the power—

Have you seen it?

Uh...that's not the case.

Beside the newsstand at the entrance of the noodle shop, Ou Ren held a newspaper in his hand with a worried face.

After the previous disaster, the family members of Xifan Port were suppressed by the legion. Not only did Zaid and other high-level family members disappear, but he himself was deported by the legion and forced to move to Jin Gallon Port.

Although his friends from the Workers' Association persuaded him to leave this place of right and wrong temporarily, he still couldn't let go of those suffering comrades in his heart, so he was reluctant to leave for a long time.

He buys a copy of Daily Survivor every day, on the one hand to keep abreast of the latest developments in the war, and on the other hand to collect news about family meetings.

In all fairness, he didn't like that guy named Zaid very much.

Not only because of Alisa's advice, but also because the intuition in his heart always reminded him that the guy might be completely two people inside and outside.

However, he is not a child after all, and it is impossible to arbitrarily define another person just because of personal preferences.

Everything that man has said and done, so far at least, has literally been aimed at bringing the suffering survivors together.

And unlike Laxi who sold his compatriots to work in the southern seas, that guy really went down to the lowest level, taught them lessons, shared weal and woe with them, and called them family.

Eugene asked himself, Lovett couldn't do these things, not even Sberg.

And he didn't have the ability to cut open a person's heart and see what was hidden inside.

What's more, no matter what kind of person Zeid is, the workers who unite are always worthy of their help.

And those family members who were finally united...

Turning the newspaper to the end, Ou Ren finally saw the long-awaited news on the last page of the newspaper.

[President of the Borneo State and the President of the Federation Absek met with the President of the Family Association]

...So he is in Tiandu.

Ou Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

It appears he did not die that night.

Anyway, it's good to be alive...