This Game Is Too Realistic

The cloud of war loomed over Tiandu, and the bayonets of the Willantes almost touched the throats of the Borneos. Not to mention the survivors in the city, even the fish and shrimps in the ever-flowing river were crushed. out of breath.

However, at this precarious stall, a major event that had nothing to do with the war happened in Tiandu, and a cool breeze blew into the stuffy room.

The Education Committee of the Borneo government suddenly announced that Tiandu University will be established, and it will recruit students from all school-age teenagers and young people aged 12 to 16 and 16 to 20.

The former enters the preparatory course, and the latter enters the undergraduate course. The scope of study covers engineering, science, sociology and other subjects.

Since Tiandu University currently only has a plaque, no teaching buildings, no teachers, and even the most basic textbooks, this group of students is tentatively scheduled to go to Mammoth University in Mammoth City to receive education.

This enrollment is expected to enroll 500 students, including 300 preparatory students and 200 undergraduate students.

The Borneo Education Committee will bear all expenses such as tuition fees and living expenses of the selected students during the study period.

After finishing the preparatory studies, the preparatory students will decide whether to stay in Mammoth City to continue their studies or return to Tiandu City for undergraduate studies according to their grades and subsequent changes in the battle situation.

As for the latter, he will return to Tiandu after his studies to serve as a professor at Tiandu University, or be introduced by Borneo authorities to other professional counterparts.

In short, as long as you pass the exam, you don't have to worry about yourself for the rest of your life, and the commander-in-chief will worry about it for you.

The exam will be held in the Heavenly Palace in Tiandu, and the only requirements besides age are literacy and numeracy.

After all, if you don't even know how to write your name, the test is useless, which wastes both paper and everyone's time.

Although there is a war going on right now, it seems somewhat inappropriate to do this, but because of the endorsement of Absek, the reform plan put forward by the Kabaja committee is also a green light all the way.

Not only did the authorities not encounter too much resistance, the residents of Tiandu City were also full of enthusiasm for this matter.

Absek is going to send 500 students to study in Mammoth City!

This is big news!

After all, going to Mammoth City means that you don't have to be pulled by a strong man, and you can also leave the dangerous front line!

not only that!

When he came back, Absek also arranged for him to be an official!

There is really such a good thing as a pie in the sky in this world? !

As soon as the news spread, the entire Tiandu City became a sensation!

Although the notice didn't say that at all, almost everyone translated the information they saw in their heads when they saw the rubber stamp on the notice.

Fearing that they would miss this opportunity to change their fate, all literate survivors rushed to sign up regardless of their age.

And parents who signed up their sons and daughters.

This category, in particular, accounts for the vast majority.

Regardless of whether they are knowledgeable or not, all the candidates whose names were registered rushed to prepare for the exam, and suddenly there was a wave of study in Tiandu.

All the books available on the market were sold out.

There were respectable men in long-sleeved clothes, soldiers in uniform, and old peasants with nothing but a band around their waists, who came to buy books.

Most people don't watch it for themselves, but mainly buy it for their children.

Later, the book sold out, and even the newspapers on the newspaper stand suffered.

Almost everything with writing was swept away.

...Damn it, do these NPCs love learning so much? Looking at the swept-out newsstand, Liao Dayan had a surprised expression on his face.

This is completely different from what he saw in King Gallen Harbor.

The people there are also very studious. Almost every girl he met said she was a student, but he had never seen a situation where even the registration was sold out.

Emmm...it has nothing to do with us, let's go back to the barracks. The construction site boy and Brick had subtle expressions on their faces.

These Borneo people like to go to extremes in everything they do, like now.

What they desire is not knowledge or axioms, but the power that that thing may bring.

He couldn't say whether this was good or bad, but for those who were still living in a feudal society a few years ago, this was obviously an improvement.

Although I haven't seen what the exam papers look like, it's still much more reliable than using fighting beast chess to select talents.

The two walked back to the barracks slowly, only to see a few young officers standing at the door.

One of them looks familiar, it seems that his name is Isher, and he has a sense of presence in the Xifan Port incident.

After the incident ended, Eagle didn’t mention him again in his posts. He only said that he later became the commander of the frontier army, and he was still on the border between Borneo and Xifan Port. After the war, his life and death were unknown. .

Didn't expect this guy to be alive.

It really is a rat.

Just at this time, Edge Paddle also came out of the barracks, walked up to a group of officers and had a conversation, and then looked at the Commander Wan who wanted to go with them.

You are Isher.

Isher, Commander of the 30,000th Team! Follow the general's instructions! Isher stood at attention and gave a military salute, his voice loud and clear.

Looking at this energetic young officer, he heard this and smiled.

I'm not a general, but a regiment commander. According to your establishment, I'm afraid I'm not as high as your rank.

In fact, strictly speaking, players do not have military ranks. Instead, they have a system of contribution points to represent their contribution to the alliance.

Isher smiled brightly upon hearing this.

Where is this saying! You are a teacher, I am a student, and this is another generation. You are welcome, just tell me if you see something that is not pleasing to the eye, and I will definitely correct it!

This brother is quite interesting.

Paddle on the edge laughed, and said in a joking tone.

I was worried about you before. The commander-in-chief sent someone who didn't know how to adapt to follow me. Now it seems that I worried too much. Not bad! What you need to fight guerrillas is your cleverness. I am optimistic about you!

Isher also grinned, with a hint of pride evident between his brows, like a student who has received praise.

And it was true from his point of view.

After all, the person in front of him is the commander of the Death Corps!

It is said that during the Torch War, this corps from the River Valley Province, as a member of the Viscosity Alliance, had made great achievements for the survivor camp! Freed two provinces from the torchbearers!

In contrast, their predecessors, those Rat soldiers who went on an expedition to Jinchuan province, only played soy sauce on the battlefield, and they were not even counted as third-line troops.

To be affirmed by the commander of the Death Corps made him feel more proud than the medal that Absek gave him.

Speaking of which, what is the general's name?

The expression on the edge of the paddle's face paused, and he coughed slightly in embarrassment.

Uh... call me Edge, that's what my brothers call me.

Some screen names don't feel like typing on the keyboard, and it's somewhat embarrassing to read them out.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who felt that way, Isher was also taken aback when he heard the name.

edge.

What a strange name.

But that's true of everyone who hears about the Alliance, especially those Vault residents from the Era of Prosperity.

Being good at observing words and expressions, he saw the embarrassment on Brother Bian's face at a glance, so he changed the subject with a smile.

...The marginal general, when are we going to the front line?

Said with a smile on the edge of the water.

Look at you, we are ready and we can leave at any time.

Isher: Coincidentally, we are the same!

Paddle on the edge of the water and slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked at the man in front of him twice more.

Okay, now that you've said that, let's do it!

...

While the survivors of Tiandu City were busy preparing for the exam, a mighty army quietly left the city.

Led by the Death Corps, nearly 200,000 troops rushed to the front again.

Among them, except for the 30,000-man team led by Isher, which can be regarded as Absek's direct lineage, most of the other 10,000-man teams are led by Udorno's old troops.

That is, the defeated troops who were withdrawn from Lion City.

However, even though they had just suffered a defeat, their morale was not low, it could even be said to be high.

Because the brothers of the Union stand with them.

They don't see it as cannon fodder, but just the opposite.

This is your chance for revenge!

They will return the humiliation of that day to the Willant people, and let those big noses see that they are also people with backbone!

At the same time, let the survivors of Absek and Tiandu see that they are not cowards!

In this new battle, they will change their strategy when fighting in Shizhou, and use half of their troops to maintain the advance, and the remaining half will follow the officers of the Death Corps to infiltrate behind the enemy.

For example, the 30,000th team led the battle with the Death Corps.

Although most of the people in this army were recruits, Isher didn't get used to them because of this, and took them to stay behind to pass the time.

The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, and sometimes dangerous places are safer.

Especially if the legion is eager to capture Tiandu, the battle situation on the front line may be even more tragic than Absek expected, and the front line and the rear will not matter at that time.

Of course, part of the reason for making such a risky decision was Isher's intuition.

His instinct told him that it would be safer to stay close to the Alliance.

And more hope to learn the real skills.

Although the young man under him had no chance to study in the Mammoth Country, he believed that this experience would also become a highlight in their resumes.

Just like the Xifan Port tragedy to me.

As long as they can survive and win the final victory, they will pass the level...

The head of the Death Corps didn't stop him, but gladly took him and these brave boys with him.

In this way, after three days and three nights of traveling, the two teams marched to the junction of Niuzhou and Shizhou, and came to a place called Akal County.

This is the turning point of the Yongliu River, and it is also a strategic location that neither side can ignore.

The river water from the west side of the Zhuobal Mountains is like a dense spider web, pouring into the west of Niuzhou, meandering at the junction of hills and plains, like a curled up python.

After arriving in Akal County, the vertical flow of the river changed from west to east, passed through the central plain, and merged into the sea in the east of Borneo Province.

As the flooded river continuously hits the river and plain on the west side, a vast river beach and impact plain are formed on the relatively low-lying west side.

On the east side of the meandering river is a nearly primitive forest, and the dense forest extends northward along with the rolling hills until it merges into the Zhuobal Mountain System.

After aerial photography and on-site inspections of the nearby terrain, the Death Corps decided to station on the east bank of the river, and scattered 155mm field guns and 20mm quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns in the forest.

The impact plain on the west bank of the river can well limit the marching speed of the legion's mobile troops.

If the other party wants to enter Akal County, it is impossible to leave their nail on the other side of the river alone, unless they plan to completely abandon the supply line.

After completing the strategic deployment, he found Isher by paddling water, and asked him to disperse combat units at all levels into the forest to dig L-shaped holes, and he wanted to dig one that could hide a person.

The logistics force sent supplies every three days.

If there is no task for the rest of the time, the ministries will stay in the cave on standby.

This is only part of the preparation.

In addition to the mouse holes scattered in the forest, they had to prepare some fixed firepower in the forest, such as light machine gun bunkers, etc., to snipe the Willanters who searched deep into the woods.

Although this group of recruits is not proficient in what they do, but with the help of players from the Death Corps, they didn't do too badly.

After spending three full days, they finally completed the construction of the position.

The next thing to do is to wait patiently...

But with the impatience of the Willant people, they shouldn't have to wait too long.

On the second day after everyone completed the formation of the position, the players sent by the edge paddle to scout ahead quickly sent back a message——

The troops of the Legion are coming!

...

Squatting on a hill near the river, [Yang Youbao] took out the binoculars and glanced at the impact plain in the distance, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth without warning.

It's definitely suitable for farming.

[Midnight with an umbrella but no knife] looked at him in surprise.

You still understand this?

Yang Youbao smiled.

You must understand, food +3.

Midnight with an umbrella but no knife: ...?

What the hell?

Before he recovered what this guy was talking about, Laplace next to him couldn't help but interjected.

...What version is it? Now if you don't build a large bathing place, you're a piece of rubbish. If you don't have a big bath, it will cause floods and eat people. The little bonus you give is still dispensable.

Yang Youbao: Ah... I think it's okay. Anyway, I will dive if the Torres del Paine National Park is not within three grids at the beginning.

Laplace: Damn it, why don't you brush all day?!

Yang Youbao: I have to do something when the CD is revived.

Laplace: ...

Seeing that the good brother stopped talking, Yang Baobao coaxed him with a smile.

I'll be online after a while, let's dive together.

Laplace: Go away.

In the middle of the night, with an umbrella and no knife, he looked at the two of them in a daze.

What the hell are you talking about?!

It wasn't just midnight who was confused, but Isher who happened to overheard their conversation was also confused.

It wasn't because of the content of their chat, but because he couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

Did you make up your own language? Isher asked curiously, looking at the edge beside him.

With a subtle expression on the edge, he nodded.

I guess...

If you didn't make it up yourself, could it be given by aliens?

Isher nodded. Although there was no change in expression on his face, he was full of envy in his heart.

Having a common language is one of the manifestations of cohesion.

Ever since he discovered that Boer the Awakened could not save Borneo Province, he had been thinking about a new way out, and now he finally had some inspiration.

If the survivors of Borneo want to have a way out, they still need to have their own culture...

Just as he was thinking this way, a billow of dust suddenly appeared on the edge of the skyline, which was obviously kicked up by the tires of the vehicle.

Paddle at the edge of the situation and immediately raised their hands, and everyone quickly hid behind the bunker, firmly sticking to the ground, not letting any flaws leak out.

It was the same for Isher, the muscles all over his body tensed up, and he held his breath involuntarily.

Just when the billowing dust appeared on the skyline, a towering steel fortress also pushed away the thick clouds at the same time, showing its oppressive body in the sky

The Horn!

Isher's eyes widened, half of the pupils were fear, half were hatred and anger.

He clenched his fist, wishing he could tear that guy apart with his eyes!

That's the thing that bombed Lion City!

He will never forget the raging fire that burned in the city that day, and those compatriots who ran desperately in the flames.

The player lying next to the bunker held up the binoculars, but he didn't have such rich mental activities. He just looked at the vehicles in the distance and calmly observed the enemy's situation.

Three Greyhounds!

It's the reconnaissance team of the Weilante people, and there is probably a machine brigade behind it...

I don't know if it's the 300,000th team, but it would be great if we can meet.

By the way, I remember that their reconnaissance team used to have 10 vehicles?

Their 'supplier' is not very good.

Maybe our 'Raken' is too powerful.

Ha ha.

Staring intently at the smoke that was getting closer and closer in front of them, several players lying on the ground were chatting and laughing, as if they didn't pay attention to their opponents at all.

Don't worry, bro.

Noticing Isher's nervous expression, he swiped his hand on his shoulder and shook it, grinning.

Trust me, there's nothing to fear from that thing.

When they met McLenne back then, half of the equipment was made by themselves, and the other half was seized. Even professional players went up to fill in the line, and didn't they knock down that thing in the end?

He has always believed that talent is the key to winning or losing.

Isher's Adam's apple moved, and he took a deep breath to calm down.

Um... is there anything I can do?

Swiping on the edge of the water looked at the billowing dust in front again, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

All you can do is hide.

We'll teach you how to hide under enemy fire, how to survive, and then when they think we're all dead, jump out and give them a head-on blow.

This war has just begun, and there will be more to fight in the future. If one day we are no longer here, you can teach other compatriots what we have taught you, and pass on our number.

Handed down……

Isher's eyes moved slightly.

...Is this the Death Corps?

Well, this is us.

As soon as the words of paddling on the edge fell, the slowly moving airship suddenly lowered its gun barrel and spewed out flashes of flame towards the east bank of the Yongliu River!

Looking at the rain of bullets, Isher's pupils shrank violently.

They found us?!

Said with a smile on the edge of the water.

There's no need to find out, such a conspicuous location, everyone knows we're here... So I asked you to disperse and hide, and prepare the bomb shelter first.

To fire on the move, rather than dropping the anchor before firing, the opponent obviously didn't realize their position.

Just as he expected, the shells were not accurate at all, doing Brownian motion in the sky, and then fell into an empty mountain field.

There are at least thirty or forty hills in the entire mountainous area, and hundreds of shells hit them like toothpicks on bread.

The roar of the explosion was heard almost at the same time as the cannonade in the sky, and the entire forest was shaken by that sound.

Frowning on the edge of the paddle, he suddenly noticed something unusual in the thick smoke of the explosion.

It's a gas bomb. Responding suddenly, he quickly took out a spare gas mask and threw it on Isher's chest. Take this thing with you.

Isher didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately put on the mask thrown by the alliance brothers.

But then he quickly remembered that those brothers who squatted in the foxholes hadn't.

My subordinates...

There are gas masks in the supplies we left for them...my brother taught them how to use them. Staring at the airship in the sky, he paddled in a low voice.

It wasn't very expensive, and they brought two of them with them. Seeing that there were no brothers from the 30,000th team, they gave half of it to them.

The troops deployed by the 30,000-man team on the forward position are only two thousand-man teams, and the Death Corps has 5,000 people, so it is more than enough to divide them.

But what he didn't expect was that the Legion actually took out all the gas bombs.

He thought they would set fire to the mountain, but it seemed that they overestimated their bottom line.

A yellow-green gas filled the forest, and some trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The density of these gases was obviously heavier than that of air, and they did not float away immediately.

If it wasn't for wearing a gas mask, the consequences would have been disastrous!

Fortunately, a gust of wind blew away the poisonous gas pervading the mountain.

Probably thinking that even people in the mountains were dead, the reconnaissance vehicle wandered around the river beach, and finally moved forward reluctantly under the command of the officer.

At the same time, armored personnel carriers drove over from a distance.

The size of that troop is not small. Judging from the establishment, it should be a thousand-man team, which is equivalent to a regiment in the alliance.

Yang Youbao put down the binoculars, looked back excitedly and paddled at the edge.

They seem to be preparing to cross the river!

It seems that their commander is still not very confident in their own artillery.

Paddle on the edge of the water and laughed, and pressed his hand on the communicator hanging on his shoulder.

Attention all units, the enemy is preparing to cross the river!

Wait until they finish laying the bridge and land on the shore!

A neat reply came from the communication channel.

Received! (End of this chapter)