This Game Is Too Realistic

In the corner of the underground commercial complex, there are rooms filled with debris.

With the help of two assistants and several guerrilla soldiers, Ma Ban quickly vacated the room of less than 20 square meters.

After borrowing three sets of tables, chairs and three beds from the warehouse, Ma Ban found a wooden board to write on and hung it at the door. The Alliance's office in Hope Town has been officially established.

The work has just started, so keep everything simple.

Ma Ban was already prepared for the rough conditions here. After all, he and his compatriots lived here for a period of time a few months ago.

Standing at the door of the office, Yang Duo, the logistics director of Hope Town, looked a little embarrassed.

On the one hand, they really couldn't come up with anything good to entertain this manager who came from the New Alliance. On the other hand, he really didn't know how to face this person.

"Ban Keke, Mr. Ma, long time no see."

"Long time no see..." Ma Ban replied concisely and concisely without any intention of greeting.

After pondering these four words for a long time, Yang Duo couldn't figure out what this person was thinking, so he spoke cautiously.

"I'm sorry about the migration, but you also know the situation at that time. We have no more food. If we don't send some people away, all of us will starve to death."

Sending away is a euphemism.

It would be more accurate to say exile.

Traveling south through raider territory was a narrow escape in itself. And whether the new alliance will deliver on their broadcast promises is even more uncertain.

But Yang Duo didn't lie about one thing.

Their food really cannot feed that many people.

Those who were exiled were not only Maban and his tribe, but also nearly 1,200 people, mainly from the survivor settlement in the north of Xizhou City.

The whereabouts of these people are still unknown, and it is not known whether they are alive or dead.

In terms of results, less than 30% of the people successfully reached Dawn City.

Maban glanced at him and knew that this guy probably misunderstood something, so he said frankly.

"Understood, I don't mean to blame you. Besides, we lived well in Dawn City. They not only gave us food and shelter, but even helped us arrange jobs. It doesn't matter where you are from, as long as you prove your ability and If you are loyal to the alliance, you will be reused. What about that thing I asked you for?"

"Here." Yang Duo smiled awkwardly and hurriedly handed over the notebook in his hand.

This is the ledger of the Hope Town warehouse.

It records the input and output of each item of material, including food, recycled materials, weapons inventory, etc.

Without wasting time on reminiscing about old times, Maban took the account book from him and browsed it roughly.

He will then store the data into the database through VM, and then hand it over to the inventory management personnel sent by the new alliance.

After being integrated into the new alliance's warehousing system, every input and output of materials in the warehouse will be audited by AI, including information such as "which link is missing something" and "which material will be in short supply within how many days". .

Maban had already seen the power of this system when he served as a coordinator in a homeless home.

Therefore, before he took office, he decided that the first thing he did when he came here was to "network" the warehouses in Hope Town.

While scanning the ledger through the headset's camera, Maban casually asked about the situation in the warehouse.

"How many people are left in Hope Town and how much food is consumed every day."

Facing Ma Ban's question, Yang Duo quickly replied.

"The total population is 5,731, of which 30% are young adults, and the rest are the elderly, children, and women. Based on the daily ration of 300g for adults, they need to be consumed every day."

"1,719.3 kilograms is nearly two tons of grain."

Ma Ban couldn't help but frown as he flipped through the account book from beginning to end and looked at the grain inventory of less than five tons and the pitiful income of less than 100 kilograms per day.

"How did you survive until now?"

Hearing these words, a bitter expression appeared on Yang Duo's face.

"You have only been away from here for more than two months. Do you still need to ask this question?"

Ma Ban was silent for a while and returned the account book in his hand to him.

"The alliance's assistance will last for a period of time, and we will try to ensure a daily supply of 2 tons of food until the new settlement is on the right track."

"In addition, health problems must be solved as soon as possible, and must be solved as the first priority task! This problem cannot be delayed, otherwise diseases and rat infestations will become more and more serious, and even lead to more serious plagues. By then, no matter how many drugs are used, Can’t hold on.”

"I need you to immediately mobilize all the people in the town who can do the work. I will arrange work for them to clean up various areas of the temporary shelter in a planned way, and at the same time clear out more habitable areas from the ruins of the commercial complex. areas, and reorganize areas of the shelter.”

"The practice of cramming hundreds of people into one room must stop immediately. It is simply a breeding ground for disease!"

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"As for picking up garbage, we can take a break for now. The top priority now is to solve the survival problem of the survivors, and all other problems must be put aside."

Yang Duo stared blankly at the man standing in front of him.

Even though he hadn't seen him for two months, he felt like this guy had changed into a different person, to the point where he couldn't recognize him.

Maban paused for a moment and continued.

"Finally, those who unfortunately perished"

"Find a place to bury it."

As the mobilization order was issued, the survivors of Hope Town quickly took action.

Of course, what really made them devote themselves enthusiastically to the cleaning work was not the mobilization of Mayor Wu, but the extra food rations they could get by participating in the cleaning work.

Although it is just a piece of green wheat cake weighing less than 150g, it is already a quite generous reward for the survivors who have relied on nutritional cream to survive until now.

Ma Ban divided the mobilized survivors into groups of ten and defined the health ownership and division of labor in each area.

The goal of the first phase is to remove feces and other metabolites in the corridors and rooms, and the second phase is to disinfect various areas of the shelter.

This isn't just about sanitation.

At the same time, it is also to allow the survivors living here to regain the courage to live, eliminate the barriers between each other, and rebuild cohesion.

Ma Ban, who once worked as a coordinator in a homeless home, knows very well that the worse and depressing environment we live in, the less we can afford to be idle.

Thanks to his previous work experience in a refugee home, he can be said to be very handy in dealing with related issues, and his work quickly got on the right track.

On the other side, while Ma Ban's work was proceeding smoothly, Lu Bei also successfully took over the command of the guerrillas from the resistance organization.

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The situation here is worse than Lu Bei imagined.

There are a total of 671 guerrilla members, less than half of whom can actually form combat effectiveness. And even among these soldiers who can form combat effectiveness, most of their health conditions are worrying.

Not only that, their equipment is also problematic.

Most of the weapons in the inventory are crudely made iron-tube rifles, and most of the bullets are reloaded bullets with black powder as propellant.

This kind of bullet not only has a surprisingly high jamming rate, but is also extremely easy to explode due to dust accumulation in the barrel. Many people had their fingers blown off while making bullets, and this became the main reason for the non-combat attrition of the guerrillas in addition to disease.

The next night, Lu Bei truthfully reported what he learned to Chu Guang who was far away in Shuguang City.

"The situation here is worse than we expected, not only their health condition, but also the almost non-existent logistics. The iron tube rifles they used were unable to form an effective combat effectiveness at all, due to weapon malfunctions and supply shortages. The non-combat attrition has even exceeded the casualties caused by the predators."

"If you want them to be effective, you'll need at least 600 rifles and a million rounds of ammunition."

After listening to Lu Bei's report, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.

"From now on, all attacks are suspended. The weapons will be delivered soon. I need you to do everything possible to teach them how to fight in the shortest possible time, and to fight in an organized manner."

"The day of our decisive battle with the Marauders is getting closer. I need them to cooperate with the Burning Legion when necessary to cut off the Fang Clan's retreat to the north."

Lu Bei replied neatly.

"yes!"

After the communication ends.

Chu Guang looked at the document thrown on the table.

This is a report from the front.

The Ya clan has transported all armored units from Xizhou City to Songlin Valley.

According to the aerial footage taken by the drone and Vanus's understanding of Dillon himself, the predators stationed in the northern position of Zaisonglin Valley have completed all preparations for the decisive battle.

The reason why he didn't take action was probably because he was waiting for an opportunity.

for example

A heavy rain.

Although accumulated water and silt will have a certain impact on the propulsion of tanks, it will obviously have a greater impact on propeller aircraft.

The New Alliance's propeller aircraft mainly rely on visual observation for bombing and firing. The impact of weather on the aircraft's combat efficiency cannot be ignored.

Obviously, the opponent was also aware of this, so he chose to wait for the opportunity.

Several consecutive defeats made the predators more cautious in their tactics. Maybe Vanus was right, and the other party had already changed the frontline commander.

What they are about to face is no longer those elm-headed bandits, but Dillon, the former Legion Commander.

Although Chu Guang was wary of the other party's personnel appointments, he was not too worried.

While the opponent is consolidating the defense line, his players are also not idle. Now, in addition to dense trenches, there are also a large number of steel anti-tank horses stacked on the southern position of Songlinyu.

This anti-tank horse is composed of three L-shaped metal bars, connected with rivets and bolts. After assembly, it looks like a three-dimensional triple cross. Even if it is directly hit by a shell, it is difficult to be completely damaged.

This anti-tank weapon, known as the "Czech Hedgehog", once covered the beaches of Normandy and the streets of Moscow.

It took the No. 81 Steel Plant less than a week to produce 500 anti-tank horses and send them to the front line by rail.

Although these 500 anti-tank and anti-tank horses are not enough to fill a one-kilometer-long front, there is still no problem in combining with digging holes and some other anti-tank traps to cause some trouble for the enemy's tanks.

In addition, his little players have a host of surprises in store for the Bonechewer tribe's raiders.

There are so many weird ideas that even Vanus can’t help but be dumbfounded after hearing them.

Is this an idea that humans can come up with?

"It's been cloudy the past few days, and I just don't know when the rain will fall."

"The day of the decisive battle is getting closer."

Looking at the pile of items on the table, Chu Guang leaned back on the sofa, his index finger gently stretching his eyebrows that were sore from fatigue.

All preparations have been completed.

The Burning Corps has bought enough preparation time for the front line, and other corps have also successfully used this time to build the defense line in the southern part of Songlin Valley into an impregnable one.

but

The other party had to wait for a heavy rain to start the decisive battle, which Chu Guang did not expect.

Originally, according to his assumption, the other party would launch an intensive offensive against the new alliance's positions as soon as they completed the preparations.

This time will most likely be at the end of the month.

However, to Chu Guang's surprise, the newly appointed commander was more cautious than he expected and did not come up in a hurry.

Especially the past few days have been cloudy.

Most of the pilots in the Goblin Corps are novices and have never had any experience in fighting in rainy weather. If the Ya clan is really allowed to wait for this heavy rain, it will undoubtedly add a lot of variables to the battle situation.

What's more, these predators also prepared a lot of weird anti-aircraft weapons.

If only there was some way to force them out of the bomb hole.

While he was thinking with his eyes closed, Chu Guang suddenly felt something in his heart and sat up straight from the sofa.

Just now, he thought of a good idea.

Although this is risky, it is better than letting the other party take the initiative.

With a smile on his lips, Chu Guang held the mouse and said softly.

"Since you are so stubborn"

"Then I'll help you!"

Position on the north side of Songlin Valley.

From the high ground to the forest at the foot of the mountain, the position, which is nearly two kilometers deep, is covered with criss-crossing trenches and dense bomb craters.

The confrontation has lasted for more than half a month.

In this half-month period, the New Alliance poured at least thousands of artillery shells towards the Ya clan's position. Even ten minutes ago, the New Alliance's rocket launchers fired a salvo at the Ya clan's position.

However, this salvo did not cause many casualties to the raiders stationed here.

As early as a week ago, they had dug enough trenches and shell-proof holes. Except for the occasional two unlucky guys who were killed, in most cases, before the second round of shelling came, they had already Hidden in a hole.

Rather than intensive fire coverage, these predators squatting in the trenches were actually more afraid of the New Alliance's mortars.

Those blue gophers are not ordinary cunning. Every time they patrol the position, they will fire a cannon unexpectedly, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Standing on the position that had been plowed over and over again by shells, Dillon, holding a telescope in his hand, looked to the south with a frown.

"Anti-tank and horse-repelling"

Hearing these words, Xiong Ya was stunned for a moment.

"what is that?"

Dillon didn't speak, and Tumen, who was standing next to him, took over.

"A kind of fortification that hinders the advancement of tanks. I didn't expect their steel production to be so surplus."

Hearing that they were just some defenses, Xiong Ya's face immediately showed a hint of disapproval.

"Haha, fortifications? No matter how strong the fortifications are, they are just a pile of dregs in front of our tracks!"

His confidence is not without reason.

On the way from the central part of the River Valley Province to the south, the Ya clan has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small.

No matter which battle it is, when they sacrifice those iron knots, the word despair will be deeply engraved on their opponents' faces.

No matter what kind of bunker it is, it will look like paper in front of the 100 main gun.

And there was only one thing left for them to do, and that was to advance forward while firing, shooting the defeated survivors, and looking at the cowardly garbage like stunted cockroaches. They all fled in all directions.

And now, they not only dispatched tanks, but also gathered all the tanks of the entire tribe! There are even two additional modified anti-aircraft trucks for each tank!

Trying to stop them with just a few steel bars is a dream!

Dillon did not refute Xiong Ya's words.

Although in his opinion, the Predators driving tanks were like baboons who had picked up rifles, and could not even exert half of the strength of Conqueror 10, the performance of the equipment itself was enough to make up for this shortcoming.

They prepared twenty-seven tanks, nearly fifty anti-aircraft trucks, and five thousand light infantry for this battle.

This battle will completely crush all the combat power deployed by the New Alliance on the northern front, and soon the industrial zone of Dawn City will fall into their hands.

By then, they will completely clear the obstacles to the south, and the entire southern plain of the River Valley Province will be included in the territory of the Bone Chewing Tribe.

Now it's just a rainstorm away

"A few anti-tank and horseback enemies are nothing to be afraid of. Even if they plant a circle of anti-tank mines at the foot of the mountain, they can't stop our armored spearhead from penetrating their defense line. I'm just worried that they have other hidden cards."

With that said, Dillon handed the telescope to Tumen who was standing aside.

Looking at his subordinates, he continued.

"You will send two reconnaissance teams up to take a look later and mark the positions of the anti-tank and anti-horses. They will be used when formulating the battle plan."

"The day of the decisive battle is getting closer. It may be today or tomorrow. From now on, every step we take must be cautious!"

Tumen, who took the telescope, stood upright and said seriously.

"yes!"

Dillon nodded, turned and walked towards the trench.

However, at this moment, a cool feeling suddenly came from the tip of his nose.

Dillon raised his head unconsciously and saw large raindrops falling from the sky one after another, hitting the brim of his hat and shoulders.

The weather in May is always changing.

The big raindrops became denser and denser, and in less than a minute, it started pouring rain on the battlefield.

A look of surprise appeared on Dillon's face, and then turned into ecstasy.

rain!

The rain finally fell!

Xiong Ya, who was standing aside, reacted more excitedly than him. He saw the burly man opening his arms in excitement, looking up to the sky and laughing loudly.

It seems to be cheering for the downpour.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It seems even God is on our side!"

Just excited.

He looked at Dillon aside, ignoring the rain on his face, and shouted excitedly.

"What are we waiting for! While the planes of those blue gophers turn into flies caught in the rain, let us drive the tank into their faces and crush their front teeth into pieces!"

Dillon didn't speak, but stared at the sky intently, thoughts racing in his mind.

With the thickness of the dark clouds in the sky, once the rain starts, I'm afraid it won't stop for a while.

Before the rain turns the ground into mud, now is indeed the best time to launch an offensive.

While planning is important, sometimes timing is more critical than planning.

Without any further hesitation, Dillon immediately took off the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and pressed the button.

At the same time, in the mountain col five kilometers away, the voice amplified by the loudspeaker also sounded above the heads of the looters who were busy preparing.

"Attention all units! Activate combat plan No. 1, everyone immediately take your guys and gather at the combat position!"

"Bring out all our tanks, armored vehicles and all moving vehicles!"

"The moment of decisive battle has arrived!"

"It's time to teach those nasty gophers a profound lesson!!"

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