This Game Is Too Realistic

Twisted steel burned on the muddy wilderness, and fragmented corpses were buried beside the river washed by rain.

After the pontoon bridge was built, five thousand soldiers of the Glorious Army carrying Ripper rifles took the lead in launching a charge, followed by another five thousand.

Like runaway hyenas, these clones ferociously pounced on the skirmishing positions of the Alliance and the Borneo Army.

The fierce battle turned the entire forest into a cruel meat grinder, and the clones filled in wave after wave were like rolling pieces of meat.

The same goes for the opposite side.

Under that almost fanatical charge, they suffered severe casualties.

However, even so, the charge of tens of thousands of clone soldiers still failed to overwhelm the position standing on the east bank of the river.

The people on the opposite side seemed to be immortal. After ten consecutive rounds of charges and shelling, sporadic and harsh gunshots still sounded from time to time.

The bloody tragedy made all the onlookers of the Wilante soldiers swallow their saliva. Only then did they finally understand what happened to the brothers of the 360,000th team.

But before they could rejoice that all those who died were clone cannon fodder, they heard the thunderous roar of their commander.

Our glorious army has broken down the enemy's defense line! Now! Check your equipment! Prepare for an assault!

The clone infantry of the Glorious Army is not unlimited. Just like the artillery shells of the support team, after being bombarded, the regular army will eventually have to charge.

Especially those clones are not suitable for fighting skirmishers. They are as difficult to control and communicate as mad dogs, and are only suitable for charging against solid defense lines.

The thousands-man team that led the way quickly completed its assembly at the bridgehead.

Military boots stepped over the bloody corpses. The Vallant soldiers wearing exoskeletons and bulletproof armor stared at the withered forest with wide eyes, venting their fear and courage in the roar of the charge.

Oh oh oh!!!

Under the cover of armored vehicles and tanks, they rushed through the defense zone on the river bank, and fierce exchanges of fire broke out with the coalition forces hiding in the forests and hills.

The brutal fighting officially kicked off, and the fighting lasted from early morning to dusk. The blood flowing across them dyed the land, mountains, forests, rivers and the sun scarlet red.

All the Death Corps died in battle!

The players who stayed on the position almost emptied their last bullets, and even the weapons they picked up were emptied.

The same goes for the rocket launcher position of the Goblin Corps.

Twelve Tempest rocket launchers were all destroyed by the Horn airship. Only a few 155mm field guns scattered in the mountainous area survived.

The Borneo Army also suffered heavy casualties.

The 500,000, 510, and 520,000 troops who had just reached the front line were forced to fight a tough battle before they had time to familiarize themselves with the local conditions, and suffered heavy casualties for a while.

However, the Southern Army also did not get any benefits.

Leaving aside the 10,000 glorious troops, the casualties of the regular army have reached more than 4,000, and the number of scrapped vehicles has exceeded 300!

Moreover, this is with the support of airships and the fact that the Alliance's Burning Corps and the 1st Infantry Division of Golden Gallon Port have returned to defend Tiandu.

In addition to the losses of ground troops, the losses of air power were also not small.

Three of the five airships lost power.

Even if West Sail Port prepared replaceable wings, it would still take a week or two to repair the three airships.

Looking at the messy river beach in the distance, Captain Ryan, who was sitting in the command vehicle, clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth to make a squeaking sound.

After a while, he squeezed out a curse from his mouth.

...a bunch of trash!

Although they won the battle, he was not happy at all.

After all, according to his original plan, they would crush the guys stationed on the east coast like a grasshopper to regain the face and morale lost by the 360,000th team, but they didn't expect to be bitten by this grasshopper. Get a piece of meat.

No one would cheer for such a costly victory.

He even saw the shock and panic on the faces of those soldiers that should never appear on the faces of the Wilantes.

The adjutant and staff who looked at the angry commander looked restless and did not dare to say a word.

At this moment, a communication request came on the holographic screen.

Seeing the signal that jumped out, Ryan's heart skipped a beat involuntarily. It wasn't until he saw that it was John calling that he breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the connect button.

Looking at the face that appeared on the holographic screen, Ryan said expressionlessly.

What's up.

Probably sensing that Ryan was not in a good mood, John did not dare to ridicule the Army for fighting stupidly like before, and just spoke in a business-like tone.

...The blue gopher that General Gurion arranged for me on the airship hopes that we can provide him with some corpses, preferably ones that are to be poisoned.

Ryan said impatiently.

There are so many dead people, where can I find someone who was poisoned to death?

As soon as he finished speaking, an annoying snub nose appeared on the holographic screen.

Give me an engineering team! And a medical team! I can build my own frontline research institute!

Hearing this request, Ryan sneered in his heart.

An engineering team and a medical team...

I'm so embarrassed to say this!

What's in it for me?

The blue gopher laughed twice.

Of course! As long as my project is completed, you will be able to get a virus that only works on the Borneo people...not even just the Borneo people. We can customize the RNA of the receptor and make the 'death agent' according to our needs. The ability to match receptors with specific DNA.

Not understanding what this guy was farting about, Ryan snorted noncommittally.

so what?

Martin said softly.

It's equivalent to...you can make any race you don't like disappear from this planet.

Ryan's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile.

……interesting.

He didn't think this guy really had that ability, but it didn't hurt to give it a try. After all, if it happens, this war might end immediately.

They did not need to kill all the Borneos.

It is enough to kill one part and make the remaining part fearful.

Martin chuckled.

Then...you agree?

Ryan thought for a moment and said.

The engineering team is fine, but the frontline medical resources are tight. I don't have the manpower to give you... Can the medical team be replaced by a hundred-person team?

Martin said with a look on his face.

The Centurion...are you talking about your soldiers? I don't doubt their bravery, but it may be difficult for them to identify the cause of death of the corpse-

Ryan waved his hand impatiently.

Then use living people.

The clones of the Glorious Army can be used as you like.

If that kind of quick-finished product doesn't work, you can also go to the local area to grab some.

As long as it can reduce the casualties of the Weirant people, this inconsequential price is worth it.

Martin was stunned when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief, but soon his face showed excitement and ecstasy.

Oh oh oh... that's great! Dear General! Thank you for your support of ending the wasteland - ahem, I mean thank you for your support of science!

Ryan chuckled.

Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I want to see the results.

No problem! My lord!

Martin bowed deeply.

I won't let you down!

On the other side, in the northern part of Akale County, two sneaky figures were looking at the Weirant people cleaning the battlefield on the edge of the river beach.

Looking at the corpses, Ye Shi couldn't help but click his tongue.

Oh my god...this beating was so brutal.

In reality, this area on the map is only the size of a fingernail, and it would take at least a month or two to get results.

It means that people can't be beaten like this in a wasteland that doesn't treat people as human beings.

Since the Legion had five airships parked here and the radar was turned on too much, the two of them did not dare to use the drone to peek at the screen, so they could only lie down on the ground in their ghillie suits to conduct reconnaissance.

Kuang Feng glanced at the time on the VM screen, then looked at the airship in the distance, and then said in a calm voice.

Judging from the damage, it shouldn't be a problem to buy a week... By the way, how long does your friend from the academy need?

Ye Shi thought for a while and said.

About a week should be enough...

Kuangfeng nodded, did not speak, just stared at the truck full of corpses in the distance and frowned slightly.

I saw the soldiers of the Southern Legion loading the corpses of the Borneos into a car alone, driving along the crooked river to a gentle place, then jacking up the car and dumping all the corpses in the car. Eternal river.

Also aware of the situation by the river, Ye Shi also frowned.

What do they want to do?

The wind thought for a moment and said.

Perhaps it was hoped that these corpses would be washed downstream to Tiandu and break the resistance of the survivors of Borneo.

After a pause, he continued.

Of course, it might be poisoning.

In addition to dying in battle, a considerable number of Borneo soldiers died from poison gas.

According to Brother Edge, the gas bombs used by the Southern Army do not seem to be simple synthetic toxins, but viruses with certain self-replication capabilities.

This thing is much more awesome than nuclear radiation.

But this is what confused Guang Feng the most.

If the purpose of the Southern Army was to occupy the land and population here, he really couldn't figure out the meaning of their doing so.

unless--

They are conducting some kind of experiment.

And the part of the virus they put on the battlefield was just an excessive product of this experiment, or an incomplete body of a certain final product.

Then everything makes sense...

…

The news of the fall of Akale County has not reached Tiandu yet, but it has spread to the official forum with the death of Debt Big Eye.

And while all the players were talking about afterthoughts, in a secluded corner of the Tiangong, a group of researchers in white coats were busy looking at tablet computers.

They are all researchers from the academy, there are about a hundred of them, the lowest among them is E level, and the highest level is B level.

Since the beginning of the war between the Southern Army and the countries of Borneo, the academy has borrowed parts of the Tiangong from Abu Saik and established an investigation site.

Although Borneo has not established formal diplomatic relations with the academy, Absek heard that the academy could help deal with the legion, so he nodded and agreed without saying a word, and even took away the quacks, scribes, masters of ceremonies, etc. that the witches had no time to take away. He made arrangements to go over and help.

On the surface it was to help, but in fact Absek wanted these guys to learn something from him.

However, the college obviously looked down upon the level of these people, and did not pay much attention to Absak's little thoughts. It only arranged some tasks for those people, such as serving tea and water.

As for the chores involving research, they still trust their prospectors and apprentices more.

Check out the entrance to the site.

Fang Chang showed the card with the identification code to the android soldiers on duty, and led several players wearing exoskeletons to drag a cart filled with body bags past the checkpoint.

Jiang Xuezhou's mentor Yang Kai happened to be standing next to a barracks, directing several E-level researchers to operate a boxy terminal equipment.

Fang Chang had a bit of curiosity in his eyes. He leaned over and took a look, then asked.

This is?

Yang Kai didn't sell out to him, and introduced him concisely and concisely.

We redesigned and made the control terminal for this starship. Through this thing, we can connect to the starship's control server without entering the interior of the starship, adjust the output power of the reactor, obtain connection permission, etc...

In short, this thing is simple to say, but not simple at all to do. The local indigenous people piled so many useless structures on the outer shell of the starship that the passage into the starship was almost completely blocked. ”

Fang Chang asked curiously.

“Can’t this thing be repaired?”

Yang Kai laughed and said teasingly.

We are lazy sometimes, but we are not blind. If this thing could be repaired, we wouldn't leave it here for more than a century.

This was so reasonable that Fang Chang could not refute it for a while.

After a pause, Yang Kai said again in a teasing tone.

The gravity exerted by the locals on this starship is so heavy that even the anti-gravity engine can hardly bear it...According to our inspection of the reactor operating data, even without this thing, this palace would at most be We can float for another thirty or forty years. If we keep struggling this time, we will probably only have ten or twenty years of life left. You'd better talk to that bastard chief, and don't miss it again. On our heads.”

Fang Chang nodded and said.

I will tell him, but I don't think he is that narrow-minded.

Yang Kai laughed and said noncommittally.

That's hard to say.

As a B-level researcher, he also worked his way up from the grassroots level. When he was young, he often interacted with survivors in the wasteland.

He knew very well what those people were thinking...

At this moment, Yang Kai finally noticed the cart next to Fang Chang and the body bags piled on the cart.

His eyebrows raised slightly, already guessing something.

These people...are the people infected with the 'death agent' you mentioned?

Seeing that the topic shifted to those body bags, Fang Chang also stopped his joking expression, nodded seriously and said.

That's right. They are soldiers who died on the front line. We found some unseen viruses on their bodies, and their genetics are suspected to be man-made. The Alliance Biological Research Institute has already analyzed the samples... The managers hope that we Let me share some samples with you for research, maybe you can find some clues that we haven’t noticed.”

Yang Kai touched his chin, and the look on his face gradually became serious.

Okay, let's put the body here.

Virus weapons are much more dangerous than nuclear weapons. No matter how powerful the latter is, it can only destroy an area, but the scope of the former is the entire ecosystem.

After speaking, he raised his index finger and tapped twice on his personal terminal, and soon a young man in a white coat came over.

The young man looked very young, only in his early eighteens, but he had the air of a professional.

Especially that shiny forehead, it's simply too convincing.

Facing Yang Kai, the young man said respectfully.

Professor, are you looking for me?

Qin Yuanxing, right...yes, I have something to do with you.

As if he didn't remember that he had this student, Yang Kai glanced at the name tag on his chest before matching the face with the number in the system, and then continued concisely.

Our old friend sent some virus samples. I remember your research direction includes virology. You can do RNA and pathological analysis. After you are done, compare it with our database and see if you can get one at a reasonable cost. solutions come out.”

As soon as he heard that his major could be put to use, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up and he spoke energetically.

Don't worry, leave it to me!

The most important thing the college does not lack is researchers. What it lacks is just opportunities to get ahead.

His abilities are not inferior to those of D-level brothers and sisters. The reason why he is still an E-level is just because he is not qualified enough on his resume.

Looking at the young man leaving in a hurry, Fang Chang had a trace of obvious envy in his eyes.

Although there are many researchers in the alliance, they are obviously not so large that one can be responsible for a large project by just asking someone to come out.

At least in terms of the reserve of research talents, the college's foundation is indeed deep enough.

It would be great if we could bring these E-class people to the alliance!

At this moment, Yang Kai didn't know that just because he was pretending to be cool unintentionally, a certain guy was already interested in him.

Looking back from where the figure disappeared, Fang Chang suddenly thought of something again and looked at Yang Kai and continued.

By the way, according to the latest feedback from our frontline troops, they found that the Weilant people threw some corpses carrying viruses into the river. We are worried that this virus may contaminate the water body of the Yongliu River.

Yang Kai frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said.

Well, your worries are reasonable. It's best to remind the local chief and ask his survivors to pay attention to hygiene. For example, try not to use river water when washing clothes, and remember to boil drinking water before drinking.

Poisoning the everlasting river...

These big noses are really cruel.

The virus will not just stay in the ever-flowing river. Sooner or later, it will be washed into the sea by the river water. Only God knows where the fish and ocean currents will take them.

Fortunately, this death agent has a very high fatality rate. From a pathological point of view, it is not a perfect virus, and the scope of its spread is not expected to be too wide.

However, it is obvious that those madmen with red eyes cannot be satisfied with the current semi-finished products. They will definitely think of ways to improve the existing samples so that they are both destructive and have stronger contagion and transmission efficiency. .

Using high technology to do bad things is much easier than doing construction... (End of this chapter)