This Game Is Too Realistic

On the bridge of the Airship Horn, John, sitting on a chair, was playing with the bullet case pendant in his hand, while looking boredly at the smoky hills in the distance.

A man in a white coat stood beside him, his frantic look was in stark contrast to the boredom on his face.

The man's name was Martin, and he was a biologist from the West Coast Colony of the Great Desert, and was said to be a refuge resident.

John didn't like the guy very much.

Not because this guy is a blue gopher, but because this guy is uncomfortable from head to toe.

Perhaps because he often dealt with corpses, he smelled like corpses.

However, after all, this guy came with a letter of introduction from General Gurion.

Even if John doesn't like it, it's not appropriate to drive him out so shamelessly.

And these days, it's really not easy to find a Blue Gopher who favors the Legion.

After all, this guy is on his side.

Death agent... just one bottle cap dose can make plants wither! Make organs fail! Let the land die! And become a breeding ground for new toxins!

Listening to the nagging thoughts, John yawned without interest.

...We have at least 20 types of poisons stronger than this. How is your 'dead agent' stronger than them?

Martin smiled darkly.

It is strong in after effects! For example, complications, such as infection, etc.! It will not let our enemies die quickly, but will torture them, let them struggle in pain, and infect more people.

John, who was originally disapproving, was shocked when he heard the words, and sat up straight from his chair.

Contagion? Why didn't you say it earlier?

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on the soldiers who were building a bridge to cross the river outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was his compatriots after all.

Even though he was an idiot on land, he couldn't watch them die.

Hey...you don't have to worry, Martin continued with a dry smile as he looked at the boss who was facing an enemy, That's the expected effect, such as super contagiousness, for example, it only works on humans, And it only works for certain groups of people, etc.”

These effects haven't been realized yet, but it's almost here...and I've controlled the dose of the toxin. With Willant's immunity, he will produce antibodies within an hour, and basically won't be affected by this toxin. threaten.

Basically. John gave him a meaningful look, not satisfied with the ambiguous modifier.

Yes.

Martin did not deny it, but frankly nodded and admitted it very simply.

...I can't guarantee 100%, just like I can't guarantee that it will be sunny today, but 99% can be guaranteed, and this probability is acceptable from the perspective of high-level officials.

After a pause, he continued with a frenzied expression.

As long as the final version of this virus can be done ... it will wipe out most of the Borneo people in this land like the ancient Black Death.

Is that good for us? John glanced at him sideways, What we want is not a piece of wasteland, one in the Great Desert is enough.

Sometimes he really doesn't know what the high-level people are thinking, including that Ryan.

Compared to other natives in their colony, the Borneos are simply too docile.

These are simply slaves given to them by His Majesty the Marshal, and it would be a waste to clear them up.

However, Martin didn't understand what he meant, and just said with a smile.

How could it become wasteland? This is wasteland in the first place! It's better to say... this is to exchange blood for wasteland.

The frenzy in those pupils made John feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.

Crossing the river in the distance is the 360,000th team and the 1,000th team, under the command of Captain Woolf.

Due to the great progress made on the Eastern Front, General Gurion sent two more troops of 10,000 people here, and also sent a group of officers to Lion City to train the servant army.

The 360,000th team was one of the reinforcements, and they had severely defeated the Union's elite armored division, the Skeleton Corps, in the western part of Ridboor County.

The large force led by Mr. Ryan Wan is marching from the Lion City area. The airship Horn is the first to deploy to the front line, and cooperate with the 360,000th team to establish an outpost on the other side of the river.

According to Master Ryan's own judgment, if the Alliance and Borneo intend to attack their logistics line, they will definitely use their brains at the turn of the Yongliu River.

Akal County is the most likely.

Regardless of whether there are Borneo guerrillas on the other side of the river, they have to go and take a look...

At the same time, in an unnamed small village less than 20 kilometers away from the Yongliu River in the west of Akal County, the headquarters of the 360,000th team was stationed.

Famine seems to have come here before the Willantians.

The local villagers have moved away early, leaving only empty shacks and dilapidated tile walls.

Although the survivors in Borneo had red soil to eat, it was not available everywhere.

Only settlements with a large population or farms of nobles have the basis for breeding large areas of red soil.

The number of people is the key.

It is not enough to have a large number of people, but the exploitation must be severe enough to make some people live like animals.

After all, it is not a serious food after all, but no one would be willing to eat it to deal with it if they could have a bite of beans.

Woolf sometimes feels that they are not here to occupy the homeland of the aborigines, but to save this group of aborigines who have almost degenerated into primitive people from their ignorant life.

No matter how no freedom and dignity the residents of Xifan Port have, they are much more respectable than during Wutuo's rule.

Residents of Lion City will soon do the same.

All they lost was a few wooden shacks and beggars, and it wasn't long before they gained clean streets and even sewers they never had before.

command vehicle.

The adjutant stared intently at the screen, looking at the repaired pontoon bridge and the troops that had successfully reached the other side of the river, his tense expression finally showed a smile.

...The 1,000th team has successfully crossed the river, hehe, it seems that we still think too smart of them.

The staff officer on the side frowned and calmly reminded.

Don't underestimate the enemy, our opponents are not only the locals, but also the alliance.

The adjutant grinned the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.

I know that the alliance is troublesome, but there are only so many of them, and there is always something that can't be taken care of.

Just like the battle in Lion City, the alliance's troops at most caused some trouble to Mr. Ryan Wanfu's subordinates outside the frontal battlefield, and they were later taken over on the plain and became his chest. Brand new badge.

Even if what they are about to face is really an alliance, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Woolf pondered for a long time, and suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart.

I remember... the precision firepower of the airship needs to be deployed after the anchor chain is lowered?

The adjutant froze for a moment, looked at the staff officer, and then nodded cautiously.

That's right, what's the matter?

The fire control system of the airship is divided into two modes, one is to spread barrage, and the other is to shoot accurately.

Due to many reasons such as recoil and wind resistance, it is often necessary to drop the anchor chain before launching a more precise fire strike.

In other words, if their troops are too close to the enemy, it may be difficult to use supporting firepower.

Thinking of this, Woolf immediately made a decision, looked at the adjutant and ordered.

Let the support team prepare and aim the shooting elements in the direction of our 1,000th team.

Although he wondered if it was necessary to do so, the adjutant still dutifully accepted the order.

yes!

At the same time as the order was issued, nearly a hundred Fire Crossbow self-propelled artillery were divided into three groups and drove from the hidden area to the nearest shelling point, completing the deployment.

On the other side, the 1,000th team led by Commander Tau Te has successfully crossed the Yongliu River without encountering any attack.

Borneo's army gave up the entire position as if asleep.

Looking at the quiet forest, the commander sitting in the scout car couldn't help frowning, his eyes pressed against the observation mirror of the electric machine gun, and he moved closer.

He was not the only one who felt that there was a problem, the same was true for the driver sitting in the driver's seat, with his palms rubbing against the steering wheel and a vigilant expression on his face.

Things are kind of weird here...

Staring intently at the scope, the commander said something casually.

Did you find anything?

...It's because I didn't find anything, so I feel strange.

The driver shook his head, swallowed nervously, stared at the dense forest and continued.

Where the river turns, there are still hills next to it. There is no more suitable ambush point... However, they seem to have disappeared, giving us this excellent location.

The soldier sitting in the back whistled and grinned jokingly.

Perhaps it was lost by our shelling.

The machine gunner sitting on the side also interjected with a smile.

I can't rule out this possibility. I heard that these natives don't even have gas masks.

I really don't understand what the brothers in front are doing to eat, and they can be disarmed by these things.

You remind me of that poor slug.

Haha, I really don't want to recall that useless guy—

Almost as soon as the words fell, a huge impact hit the side door.

The metal jet penetrated the car door in an instant, and the high-temperature debris blasted half of the soldier with the machine gun on his back.

The rifleman on the side was so frightened that he lost his soul. Looking at the half of his body and the black blood spilled on half of the carriage, he was so frightened that he shrank to the ground.

He didn't realize that his pants were already wet, half of which was the blood of his comrades-in-arms, and the other half was his unrestrained urine.

This place is completely different from the Great Desert.

In the great desert, the deadliest threat is nothing more than the indigenous Molotov cocktails or the remote-controlled bombs buried on the roadside. They have never encountered weapons that can penetrate their vehicles.

Even not so long ago, their allies had already succumbed to these equipment.

Because of their arrogance, they ate again at the same place.

The slanted front of the car slammed into a tree, the driver's forehead almost hit the window, and everyone sitting in the car shook their bodies violently, shaking all over the place.

Oh shit--!

RPG!!! People from the Alliance!!

Calling from the right!

Joe is down!

Get out of the car! Quick!

The commander of the tenth had dark circles around his eyes, and cursedly turned the machine gun to aim at the direction of the rocket, and swiped the shuttle first regardless of whether he saw the person or not.

The driver knocked open the door with his shoulder, and the rest of the soldiers got out of the car one after another, relying on the car as a cover, and opened fire in the direction of the rocket.

Soon another rocket hit and hit the front hood.

The high-temperature metal jet poured into the engine in an instant, and the flying fragments pierced the glass of the driver's seat.

Oh shit!!!

Seeing the cobwebs covered with bulletproof glass, the captain sitting on the gunner's seat cursed angrily, and ordered his subordinates to spread out to both sides, while calling for reinforcements from the rear.

This is the first reconnaissance team! We have been attacked by enemy guerrillas! We need reinforcements!

A loud electric sound came from the earphones, followed by an unhurried sound.

Received, report the number and position of the enemy!

I don't know! Damn it! They're right in our face! The ten commander looked terrified, while gritting his teeth and controlling the electric machine gun to fire, while trying to identify the direction of the enemy's attack.

However, the situation at the scene was too chaotic, bullets seemed to be coming from all directions, and some even came from behind them.

They have obviously investigated that area, where did these guys come from? !

It seemed that he could hear the anxiety of the battle situation.

The originally unhurried voice in the communication channel gradually became serious.

Understood, we have sent reinforcements to your position, hold on!

receive!

The Ten Commander roared in response.

At the same time, the barrel of the electric machine gun was forced to cease fire due to overheating.

With a sound of cursing, he grabbed the rifle hanging aside and hurriedly got out of the open car.

And almost at the same time he stopped the fire and got off the car, another RPG rocket hit him.

This time the rocket hit the fuel tank directly, and the flames of the explosion soared into the sky, overturning the entire car.

The ten captain fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, and a soldier couldn't dodge in time and was directly crushed under the car. He died before he could even utter a scream.

Looking at the exploding reconnaissance car, everyone's eyes were full of panic, and they were even more confused in their panic, not knowing what to do.

The captain has fallen!!

Damn it! Who's going to wake him up?!

I can't make it through!!

@#%!

The machine gunner holding the machine gun cursed, and fired a burst of bullets towards the distant woods, then gave the machine gun to the teammate beside him, and quickly crawled towards the captain.

Unfortunately, however, he had barely left cover when a whoosh of bullets flew by and pierced his helmet.

The machine gunner fell to the ground without saying a word, and the surrounding soldiers fell into a complete panic.

It's a sniper!

At the same time, on the slope 200 meters away, a player with a sniper rifle took a deep breath, moved the scope and aimed at the next target.

Heavy Gunner is gone! Someone has taken his place!

Another player puts a hand on his shoulder.

Don't kill everyone, save a few baits.

The player holding the sniper rifle fired a bang shot, shooting down the soldier who replaced the machine gun.

Got it! I'm counting.

At the same time, four armored personnel carriers, led by an infantry fighting vehicle, charged forward from the edge of the Yongliu River in the direction where the friendly forces were attacked.

The 20mm guns and 10mm machine guns fired at the forest, and the firepower suppressed the rain of bullets that rushed towards the reconnaissance team for a while.

However, the Willant man sitting in the car didn't notice the whispers under the trees and bushes beside him.

Just as they rushed all the way to reinforce friendly forces, two squads carrying anti-tank equipment and light machine guns had already circled to their flanks to complete the deployment.

Seeing the approaching Wilant Centuries, Laplace slowly raised his hand, and then clenched it into a fist.

Fire!

The moment he gave the order, ten rockets with tail flames rushed towards the infantry fighting vehicles and armored personnel carriers that were rushing like locusts.

Because the rocket was just stuck on the edge of the safe distance, the distance was so close that the crew had no time to react, and could only slam into the rocket firmly.

The most unlucky thing was that infantry chariot, an rpg shot directly penetrated the driver's seat, and with a loud explosion, it broke down on the side of the road and hit an old tree with thick thighs.

Two of the other four armored personnel carriers had their engines blew up, and one had their compartments blew up.

Another car rolled over because of too sharp a turn, but it was a blessing in disguise and did not get RPG.

The Willant, who was thrown dizzily, got out of the car in a hurry. Before he could figure out where the rocket came from, he was dizzy again by the sudden gunshot.

The scorching tracers flew randomly among the trees, pulling out deadly nets one after another.

Spread out! Quick!

The centurion who was the first to get out of the car roared loudly, and then shrank behind a scrapped armored car, trying to observe the surrounding situation.

However, the whizzing bullets came from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where there were more people and where there were fewer.

Relying on an armored vehicle alone could not stop the ferocious firepower, so he could only lie on the ground again in embarrassment.

The turbulent firepower came from all directions, and one or two of the Weilant soldiers who got out of the car were beaten so hard that they couldn't find their way. They could only lie down on the spot, and then fought back in the direction of the gunshots.

The whole battlefield is in chaos!

I can only hear the chug gunshots and sporadic explosions, but I can't see where the enemy is!

Seeing the critical situation, the centurion lying next to the armored vehicle immediately took off the communicator hanging on his shoulder, and shouted loudly towards the communication channel.

This is a team! We were sniped by an enemy ambush!

Their firepower is too fierce! There is at least a thousand-man team surrounding us!

As soon as his words fell, there was a scream of whoosh in the distance.

Before he could react, the flames of the explosion bloomed on the ground.

The two Weylante soldiers were blown upright, and the exoskeleton-clad corpses rolled aside.

The centurion, who barely raised his head, glanced at the battlefield, and finally a trace of panic was written in his eyes.

Damn it! It's a mortar!

On the edge of the Yongliu River.

Commander Tao Te, who was in command at the front line, was also extremely anxious when he heard the roar on the communication channel.

However, his fighting qualities were still good, and he didn't panic because of the sudden situation.

The enemy is in the woods!

And at least the size of a thousand-man team!

Maybe it's still a regular army of the alliance!

Without any hesitation, he immediately connected to the communication channel of the airship.

This is the 1,000th team of the 360,000th team! Our side has encountered intensive enemy firepower and needs artillery support!

At the same time as he finished speaking, Tao Te quickly reported the coordinates of the shelling.

After a brief electric noise, a reply came quickly from the communication channel.

However, this answer made Tao Te's mood sink to the bottom.

This is the Horn, we cannot approve your request... The airship is moving, and we cannot carry out precise fire strikes. Direct fire will cover you all within the shelling range. If you still want to get support, please at least contact the enemy Party units should keep a distance of more than 1 kilometer.

one kilometer? !

Why don't you retreat to the other side of the river!

Touter greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors on the opposite side in his heart, then glanced at the other side of the river quickly, but turned his head back quickly.

Why retreat?

The other party was just a group of stragglers, just a scouting team and a centurion that bit him.

According to the report ahead, the enemy is no more than a thousand-man team at most. As long as he pushes his troops up, he can crush the grasshopper biting his toe to death in minutes!

And if he quits at this time, then his reputation as a coward cannot be escaped.

After sorting out the pros and cons of this, Tao Te no longer hesitated, grabbed the communicator and shouted loudly.

Get off all infantry! The 2nd and 300th troops reinforce the wings of the 100th squadron!

The rest of the combat units at all levels are advancing towards the forest! Destroy all the enemies you see!!

Hearing the commander's order, the Willant people on the river bank roared with high morale.

receive!!

Oh oh oh!!!

The mighty army marched towards the forest. Among them, seven centurions penetrated in a straight line towards the hinterland of the hill, while the other two centurions clamped to the scorching battlefield from left to right like a vice.

The reason for taking this action is that Tout judged that there were other ambushers in the forest.

I have to say that he judged very accurately.

Unfortunately, he obviously underestimated the number of ambushers.

What is stationed here is not a thousand-man team at all, but the death corps of the alliance and the 30,000-man team of Borneo!

A mere team of one thousand people, filling it in is almost the same as sending them to death...

Good guy, the people of Willant have started the gourd baby to save grandpa.

Seeing the troops marching into the forest one by one, Lian Dayan, who was crawling behind the bunker, clicked his tongue in surprise.

The refueling tactic is a big taboo in military strategists. I remember that these big noses were not so stupid before? The construction site guy lying on the side was puzzled and muttered.

They are too confident, maybe they can catch a big fish this time.

Suppressing his excited voice, he touched the edge of the front line, paddled water to open the safety of the rifle, and shouted into the communication channel at the same time.

The first group of artillery fired! Xu Jin pushed the barrage to the river and raised their pontoon bridge for me!

The second group of artillery fires smoke! After three rounds of barrage, immediately withdraw to the hidden point!

Brothers from the first battalion! Follow me!

After speaking, he put the short whistle hanging around his neck in his mouth, and then blew it vigorously.

Shhh!

The ear-piercing sound was like an arrow piercing through the forest, startling the Willant people who were advancing towards the forest.

Especially the sound of cannons immediately after that made Tao Te, who was following the frontline troops forward, panic for a while.

Support artillery! !

It's not just a thousand-man team stationed here!

However, it was too late to react at this moment.

The shouting and killing sound like the waves almost killed him in the face together with the roaring explosion!

Kill!!!

Those people seemed to have been conjured out of thin air, and it seemed that the trees had come to life.

They wore simple military uniforms, gas masks, and held bright bayonets and rifles in their hands.

Fire!!!

Taut yelled over the comm channel.

In fact, he didn't need to order at all.

At the same time that the whistle sounded, the troops under his command had already started an exchange of fire with the troops that had been killed in the forest.

Sudden gunshots shuttled through the forest, and continuous deaths followed.

The number of those people seems to be infinite.

They were like a tsunami hitting the shore, instantly submerging the hundreds of troops under his command.

The reconnaissance unit that was still asking for help up to a second ago had no signal, and the two centurions who rushed to reinforce them were also caught off guard by the midway ambush and could only flee.

Roars and exclamations came one after another in the communication channel, and a trace of panic finally appeared on Tao Te's face.

What kind of army are they fighting with? !

Gas mask...

His Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed involuntarily.

Could it be...

Is it the Death Corps? !

It wasn't just the Willanters who were shocked.

Isher, who was watching the battle from a distance, and the soldiers of the 30,000th team were also stunned.

What shocked them was not only the fighting power of the Union soldiers, but also their courage and morale.

Life and death seemed to have been ignored by them. When the whistle sounded, everyone climbed out of the trench without hesitation and charged towards the enemy.

And it wasn't a foolhardy suicide raid.

After aiming at the enemy's flaw, they stabbed a steady and ruthless blow with the bayonet in their hands.

Facing the surprise attack that was close at hand, even if the Weilante airship saw it, they could only act in a hurry.

Standing beside Isher, a centurion lowered his voice and muttered something with difficulty.

...Fortunately, they are our friends.

If possible, he would rather face the Willanters than fight against this group of fearless guys.

After all, even the Willanters, who are known as the fighting race, may surrender.

And when these guys fight, it's a posture of immortality, and no one can stand it.

Isher didn't speak, but just stared intently at the group of comrades who were struggling to kill the enemy.

An officer's blood was ignited, and he couldn't help looking at him and asking.

Don't we really need to go up and help?

Isher shook his head.

They said it wasn't time for us to go up yet.

What they have to do now is to learn, and when the time comes, they will have the opportunity to play.

But at this moment, there was a deafening sound of cannons in the distance.

The sound came from a very far away place, and it still came from the ground.

Hearing the sound of the cannon, the faces of all the officers watching the battle changed in unison.

It's the artillery of the Willante!!