This Game Is Too Realistic

Boulder City.

At the trading post at the east gate, two-headed oxen carrying large and small bags were lined up from the city gate to the viaduct directly opposite.

Weapons worth a total of 50 million chips will be delivered to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City within a week.

This includes 10,000 drone assault rifles, 10,000 sets of body armor, helmets and other protective gear, and 3,000 sets of KV-1/2 exoskeletons.

In addition to light weapons, there are also 80 mortars, various types of light and heavy machine guns, etc.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the manpower is sufficient, these equipment alone are enough to arm an entire infantry division!

Facing the threat from the Legion, the city hall of Boulder City almost opened the door to the arsenal and sent all the weapons prepared for the wave to the northern suburbs.

What particularly surprised Chu Guang was that Boulder City sent over incendiary bombs and high-explosive warheads used to deal with the waves.

These warheads are mainly carried by aircraft and launched in a laser-guided or unguided manner. They are usually used to clear slime mold fruiting bodies in an area.

It’s effective for slime mold, and naturally it’s effective for people too!

With a few modifications, these warheads can be mounted on Goblin Technology's rocket vehicles and pour massive firepower onto the legion's positions in a short period of time.

As for the power, there is no doubt about it.

When he was fighting against the tide, Chu Guang had spent tens of thousands of chips to buy an air strike. He knew very well how strong the physical killing effect of that thing was!

As for how to board the airship...

The answer given by Jushi Military Industry is that although they have some good ideas, they need some time.

There were indeed aerospace landing craft in the People's Alliance era, but they were usually prepared for space stations and large starships. As for aerospace landing craft in the atmospheric environment...

It has only been thrown to the ground from high orbit, but I have never heard of it landing from the ground to the sky.

Isn't that an "old antique" like the Rockets?

But Chu Guang was not in a hurry.

Facing a behemoth like Legion, he did not expect this war to end in a short time.

But what he didn't expect was that just when he was having a headache on how to break through the airship's defense, Goblin Technology gave him an unexpected surprise...

North of Shuguang City, shooting range.

What was in front of Chu Guang at this moment was an aluminum tank that was as thick as a thigh and as long as an arm. The shape of this thing was somewhat similar to the oxygen tank carried by a diver. There were multiple connecting rings around the tank. It looks like it can be used by multiple people.

Chu Guang stared at this thing for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked.

"This...can you tell me how to use it?

Mosquito chuckled and said proudly.

"Of course! I am about to introduce to you the latest masterpiece of our goblin technology! I call it the one-to-one three-dimensional mobile device!"

Hearing this word, Chu Guang almost stopped and coughed dryly.

"Can you change your name?"

Mosquito glanced at the manager strangely.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with the name, he still spent a little time on his brain cells and scratched his head to think about it again.

"Uh, what about the Sky Monkey?"

Sighing as if giving up, Chu Guang continued.

"Tell me first about its functions."

Not seeing the helplessness in his eyes, Mosquito nodded excitedly.

"okay!"

The structure of the entire equipment is very simple, mainly consisting of a launcher with a built-in winch and a "rocket" carrying a rope.

The working principle of this thing is very similar to a recoilless rifle.

The only difference is that the charge and tail flame temperature have been adjusted, and there is a rope made of devil's wire behind the rocket.

The entire set of equipment is for one-time use, with a maximum effective range of 700.

A trigger fuze is installed on the front end of the warhead. After hitting the target, a secondary explosion will be triggered, and the energy-gathering effect will be used to drive the hook lock into the target.

Then, the winch inside the tank will start to rotate, driven by the motor, to pull the user from the ground to the high-altitude target.

This thing is like a large grapple launcher.

However, because it continues to accelerate like a rocket, the launch distance is much longer than a normal hook, and since the hook's flight speed is not very fast, the impact of the deflector shield will be minimized.

His mouth was dry, so Mosquito stopped talking and suggested.

"No matter how much you say, it's better to practice. I'll show you how to do it!"

Chu Guang thought it made sense, but he happened to be confused when he heard it, so he nodded.

"Okay, here?"

"Of course not, we have to go south to find a tall enough building, and..."

Mosquito's eyes glanced around the shooting range, and his eyes were fixed on the young apprentice he had taken in not long ago.

"Giggle, come here quickly, I'll give you a glorious mission!"

Being stared at by mosquitoes, Guda instinctively felt something was wrong.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course it's to test the alliance's new equipment!" Mosquito said with a smile, "This is an opportunity to show off in front of the managers, so take advantage of it!"

Upon hearing this, Guda suddenly became unhappy.

"Damn it, I won't do it! I was just resurrected the day before yesterday! You want to send me down again, why don't you change me?"

"600 silver coins!"

"make a deal!"

When he said these two words, he didn't even frown and ran towards the "three-dimensional mobile device" with a cheerful expression.

It was completely impossible to tell that he looked unhappy just a few seconds ago.

Chu Guang, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.

Good guy.

What kind of capitalist is this?

Glancing at the happy little newbie, Chu Guang hesitated for a moment and said.

"Is it okay for intelligence players?"

Mosquito chuckled, patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, Sir Manager, I assure you! Even the equipment of Goblin Technology can be used normally even if it is intelligence type!"

Seeing the confident expression on his face, Chu Guang always had an ominous premonition.

The group left the shooting range and came to the north of Qingquan City, where they found a relatively solid 100-story high-rise building.

Guda fastened the nylon buckle tied to his body on the large Sky Monkey, and then carried it on his back like a squat.

"The reason for using this posture is mainly to allow the tank to contact the ground and stabilize the launch angle."

"No need to explain to me," Chu Guang coughed slightly and said, "Let's start quickly."

"okay!

Looking at the building hundreds of meters high, Mosquito glanced at the top of the building with his binoculars, and then said.

"Elevation angle 79°, target due south - one by one"

"emission!"

Following his command, the device behind Guda made a loud bang.

A slender rocket was seen spraying out from the filling body, dragging the white air column and rope and shooting into the air.

Except that the caliber is a bit smaller, it is really the same as the launch method of an RPG!

Chu Guang looked up in shock and saw that the rocket hit the roof of the building. After the hit, a cloud of dust exploded, and the hook in the warhead was driven into the wall.

A rope made of devil's silk is firmly connected between the building and the ground.

it turns out……

Success! ?

Chu Guang's eyes were full of surprise, mainly because he didn't expect that this kind of equipment put together by pure imagination could actually be achieved.

Holding the telescope, Mosquito shouted excitedly.

"Confirmed hit! Prepare to land!"

"Okay Master!"

Although I was a little scared at first, I saw that this equipment was not as stretchy as I thought, and a little expectation gradually appeared on Guda's face.

However--

The moment he pressed the switch, the accident happened after all.

The winch suddenly exerted force, pulling him to the roof of the building, and at the same time, it also pulled him forward.

"Ah one!"

Guda let out a short mournful cry, and then like a pendulum hanging in the air, it clicked against the wall together with the transmitter on its back.

It happened so suddenly.

So much so that there was no time to react at all.

Looking up at the bloody launch tube that was dragged to the roof of the building, and the shocking mark left on the wall, Chu Guang not only had no waves in his heart, but actually felt that it was indeed the case.

Perhaps in his psychological expectations, he never expected Goblin Technology's products to be successful in the first place.

"Uh... My, my, this thing is still suitable for straight up and straight down firing, not suitable for tilting. I made a stupid mistake," Mosquito said with an embarrassed expression, "But I assure you, this design There’s absolutely no problem with the idea!”

"Once our players get close to the iron knot, the rest of the things will be much easier! Whether they climb in from the bomb bay or use a cutter to cut a hole in its body and get in, they can easily handle it! "

Looking at the mosquitoes who were vowing to draw cakes there, Chu Guang nodded subtly.

"I believe you."

Believe it or not, apart from this bad idea, he has no other better solution for the time being.

The road to success is always tortuous, and it seems unrealistic to expect it to be done in one step.

However, Chu Guang still hopes that Brother Mosquito can make a dummy next time.

Goblintech's weapons rarely let him down.

But this research and development method is a bit too labor-intensive...

Three days have passed since that majestic airship vented its apocalyptic flames towards the earth.

The survivors living in the nearby area also spent three days in anxiety.

The legion collected food everywhere, causing people to complain.

Fortunately, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons came out and taught those beasts a lesson, causing the patrols and transport teams to flee.

It was a bad breath for them.

These soldiers usually operate in groups of four, specifically targeting lone patrols.

They occasionally come into contact with the locals, but the communication is not much, mainly to replenish fresh water and inquire about the legion's movements.

These soldiers claimed to be from the company, but they did not speak very fluently in Renlianyu, and their grammar was quite strange.

The local survivors didn't think much of it.

Maybe that's how people on the East Coast talk, and they haven't been to Dusk anyway.

The north gate of Kating Station welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

Seeing the group of soldiers wearing black robes and loaded with ammunition at the door, the village chief Mudka's mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

People from the legion just arrived yesterday and took away 5 cows and 1,000 kilograms of green wheat from them.

Unexpectedly, they came again today.

And the number was ten times that of yesterday, with more than 200 people coming...

Although he guessed that something was wrong, the old man still moved his lead-filled legs and stepped forward bravely.

"My lord, I am the village chief here. We met yesterday."

His wrinkled face was filled with a flattering smile, but the leading officer did not look at him.

After glancing at the camp, Kolwe narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a calm voice.

"Yesterday, one of our patrol teams in Hubei was attacked."

As soon as he heard this, cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead.

He did hear gunfire last night, but it was quite far away from here, at least three or four kilometers.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the wasteland. Either two groups of wastelanders are fighting each other, or they bump into a alien species active in the forest, but he doesn't take it seriously at all.

"Well, that has nothing to do with us. It must have been done by people from the company. I seem to have seen those guys wearing exoskeletons!"

Those people said that when in danger, you can throw all the blame on them, and they are good at this anyway.

Of course Mudka would not be polite and immediately revealed their identities.

Uninterested in this information, Colway continued expressionlessly.

"Whether it has anything to do with you or not, this place has become a war zone."

"Before we dig out those bed bugs and deal with them, you need to move with us to the designated location to camp."

As soon as the words fell, a commotion suddenly spread around, and the faces of the survivors standing next to the camp showed expressions of surprise, surprise and even fear.

"Migrate?" Mudeka stared blankly at the officer in front of him, and asked in a tone of voice, "But, why?"

Colway interrupted abruptly.

"There's no reason, it's an order."

"We are protecting you, and I hope you will not be disrespectful."

This was General McClung's plan.

The legion will build a large camp near Luoye Ridge on the northwest side of Ruigu City to accommodate survivors within a hundred miles.

It is the intersection of mountains, forests and plains, with abundant water resources. The planned camp is expected to be able to accommodate 10,000 people.

When everything is ready, they will go all the way east, destroy the survivor settlements along the way, and move the conquered population and loot here.

Controlling the west exit of the southern corridor is equivalent to blocking the Luoxia Province's throat leading to the eastern provinces.

General McClung's ambition was not satisfied with being ordered by General Griffin. Catching a fleeing corporate employee and blocking the reinforcements sent from the east coast were not considered a big achievement at all.

He wants to expand the Legion's sphere of influence by another 5 kilometers eastward to lay the foundation for the Legion's next expedition.

Since there are no vassals worthy of support in this area, it would be better to create one yourself.

This is not difficult for them.

They don't need to worry about how so many people survive. People are like weeds all over the ground. No matter how bad the conditions are, as long as the living standards and moral bottom line are constantly lowered, some of the fittest will survive.

They will support some obedient people to be the leaders of the survivors, and lead them to farm, pick up garbage, and work.

And those leaders who were pushed to the stage, in order not to be hanged by the slaves, could only do their best to please them who were holding the barrel of the gun tightly.

As the masters of these minions, they do not need to do anything, but can collect supplies from them more efficiently.

Simply kill two birds with one stone.

Mudka's lips trembled, too frightened to say a word.

But the young man next to him took a step forward and plucked up the courage to speak.

"We don't need your protection. We have lived here for many years. It has always been good."

He had no interest in talking nonsense with such a little person. Kelwei didn't even look at him. He just looked at the time on his watch, and then looked at Mudeka.

You have one hour to pack your bags. "

"Whatever is left that I haven't taken away, I will burn for you."

The next morning.

Three little players came to the door of Katin Station.

The densely packed tents in the original camp were no longer visible, and now only a mess was left.

From the gate of the wooden fence to the center of the camp, the ground was littered with torn rags and damaged wooden boxes.

Everything that could be taken away was taken away, and everything that could not be taken away was burned.

Throughout the camp, there was no trace of human habitation at all.

"Damn, these Dogecoins are really ruthless."

Looking at the tragic scene in front of them, the battlefield atmosphere team couldn't help but spit out their tongues.

The same goes for [My Blackest] and [Kakarot] who were following him, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Is this the legendary strong wall and clear wilderness?"

"Good guy...he really didn't leave anything behind."

"But there seems to be no traces of battle here, and no blood was seen."

I didn't know that this was the case here, and it was the same when they passed by a camp before.

The battlefield atmosphere team pondered for a while and said.

"Let's search the area first."

The two players nodded.

"receive."

Maintaining radio silence, the three agreed on a gathering place and time, dispersed around, and cautiously explored deeper into the camp.

At this moment, their attire is no different from the scavengers that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland. They all wear straw hats and patched rags, completely hiding them.br /\u003eForests, mountains and urban areas can It is very convenient to hide their whereabouts, but most of the survivor settlements are distributed on the plains at the edge of the forest, and there is a high probability that they will be closely watched by the observers on the Heart of Steel. No matter how they are broken into parts, as long as the opponent is not blind, they will not As for the exoskeleton walking on the plain, you can't even see it.

Although this set of skin is not good-looking, it can help them avoid the eye in the sky.

Even if the Legion never cared about accidentally injuring passers-by, they would not be so extravagant as to waste artillery shells on a few passing scavengers.

If that were the case, two more airships wouldn't be enough.

Ignoring the airship floating in the distance, the battlefield atmosphere team searched through the buildings in the camp, occasionally picking up two pieces of burnt charcoal and throwing them into the sack.

Firstly, it looks more like it, and secondly, it can be used to cook instant noodles in a short while.

The purpose of their coming to this survivor's settlement was firstly to inquire about the legion, and secondly to fill the kettle.

Unfortunately, both goals were unattainable.

The battlefield atmosphere team noticed that the only two wells in the camp had been filled with garbage.

With the water source blocked, the village was basically in ruins.

"No body found."

Kakarot came back from the side, looked at the warlord and continued, "The legion took away everyone here, whether men, women, old people, children, and their two-headed cows."

The battlefield atmosphere team nodded, looking thoughtful.

"It seems that they have been anxious for three days. They have launched more than 12 attacks as planned, specifically targeting patrol teams that are not strong enough, and each attack is strictly controlled within three minutes.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle, retreat as soon as the three minutes are up, never fall into a stalemate, and never give the other side a chance to call for fire support.

This style of play works very well.

In fact, the vast majority of ten-person teams could not last less than three minutes in front of a four-person team composed of players.

Ammo consumption?

That kind of thing doesn't exist at all. After the ld-47 bullets are used up, you can just use the materials on the spot to pick up the legion's weapons.

Although the "Blade" assault rifle of the Aviation Marine Corps is not as well-made as the "Falcon" of the Youth Army, its firepower is not inferior.

Maintaining this combat mode of fighting to support war, while they were consuming the legion's effective strength, not only did their ammunition not decrease, but they became more and more abundant, and their firepower became more and more abundant.

Faced with the continued harassment by the guerrillas, the Legion had to shrink the scope of its patrols and expand the size of each patrol.

But what he didn't expect was that the legions were ruthless enough to demolish the survivors' settlements within the power projection range.

After all, they were taught by the same military academy. The strategy adopted by the Heart of Steel was almost the same as the strategy adopted by the Bone Chewing Tribe in Xizhou City.

I couldn't help but ask.

"Where will those survivors be taken?"

Kakarot shook his head.

"I don't know, but I don't think they will be taken to the airship. It should be a concentration camp or something like that, and let those people help with work, collect supplies in nearby cities, and so on."

There is a slight difference between the Legion and the Marauder, at least they are not cannibals.

Hearing Kakarot's guess, I was stunned for a moment.

"Are those survivors so obedient?"

Kakarot rolled his eyes: "Travelers and mercenaries are a different matter. The survivors living in the local area always have family members, so it's not easy to make them obey."

Whether it's using rations or other things as blackmail, or hiring plunderers or mercenaries as overseers, there are more than ten ways he can think of.

Not to mention those "professionals".

The simplest thing is to demolish the survivors' homes directly as they see it.

He had no home to return to, and he didn't want to sleep in the wilderness and become the stool of a strange species, so he could only stay in the camp controlled by the legion.

After all, there are only a few survivors who can survive alone in the wild.

Most people break away from the stable settlement of survivors, and their final outcome will not be much more optimistic than losing their freedom.

"But this might be an opportunity for us," the battlefield atmosphere team touched his chin. "As long as we find the camp where they house survivors, we might be able to sneak in and cause trouble."

Kakarot's eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea."

Unexpectedly, this reckless man can occasionally come up with one or two ideas that sound good.

I hesitated for a moment and said cautiously.

"I suggest we go back to the base twenty kilometers away first and tell Brother Quanshui about the situation here."

"And our baggage team should have arrived today, and it's time to go back and regroup."

"It makes sense," Warfield Man thought for a while and said, "Let's split up. You and Kakarot go back first, and help me bring the exoskeleton back with me. I'll search along their tracks. Once we have determined the location of the camp, we will go back and join you immediately."

While the tracks are still there, it shouldn't be difficult to follow.

After a while, if it rains or something, it won't be that easy.

Although I was hesitant, I nodded.

"Then be careful."

The warlord grinned and gave his good brothers a trusting look.

"Don't worry, don't you understand my level?"

I showed a subtle expression, and Kakarot simply rolled his eyes.

You're too bragging, take off your equipment and get out of here. "

Warlander let out a hey.

"You can't take it off here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the small woods next to him.

"Just wait for me for a moment."

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