This Game Is Too Realistic

The bridge of the Heart of Steel.

Scattered next to the overturned chair were pieces that had not been burned. The screen of the console connected to the radar was smashed, but the chassis was still intact, so it was not difficult to repair it.

It can be seen that those people escaped in a very embarrassed and hurried manner, and they did not even have time to completely destroy the things here.

Thanks to this.

Only then could the Heart of Steel fall almost completely into the hands of the Alliance.

"A team of thousands of people appeared in the north of Dawn City. They are suspected to be a mercenary organization, but they have been eliminated by Xiao Qi!"

"Master, you can rest assured!"

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window at the front of the bridge, Chu Guang quietly listened to Xiao Qi's report on the situation in the northern border of the alliance, with a smile of relief on his lips.

"Well done."

After the battle, the communication between the Ruigu City area and Dawn City had been restored, and the air signal was particularly good. He was finally able to talk directly to Xiaoqi like this for the first time in a long time, without having to worry about the network being disconnected all the time.

A long time ago, probably right after the Northern Expedition, Chu Guang was wary of threats from the north.

Whether it is the investigation into the source of the arms of the Bone Chewing Tribe or the contact with the "Flint" group's envoys, it is shown that the Legion has its own intelligence network in the Bugra Free State and has unclear interests with the local area.

According to the confessions of the surrendered officers under Dillon, Kondela, the commander of the 140,000th Regiment, was in the Bugla Free State.

Chu Guang could even assert that the bone-chewing tribe sweeping across the River Valley Province was one of the creations of this intelligence network. The purpose is probably to foster a vassal similar to the Eagle Kingdom in the River Valley Province.

Obviously, the legion did not give up because of the failure of one expedition, including their military operations in Luoxia Province, which were intended to pave the way for the next expedition.

The Alliance's large forces were pinned down on the Western Front by the Heart of Steel. He would be surprised if the intelligence network operated by the Legion in the Bugra Free State did not move at all.

After listening to Xiao Qi's report, the stone hanging in Chu Guang's heart finally fell to the ground.

The heavy rain outside the French window has stopped.

Looking at the crumbling dusk and the earth that was about to fall into night, Chu Guang's thoughts couldn't help but fly a hundred kilometers away with the dusk, looking at the land illuminated by the glow.

Although he could only see an unclear outline, he could feel the storm brewing there.

But no matter what, he has finally finished the battle at home, and the Heart of Steel has been left in the River Valley Province forever. In a short time, the Legion will no longer be able to covet the land under his feet.

With the help of Yunsong and his 26th Commando, the coalition of four kingdoms should be able to hold off for a while.

And before the army marched to the Luoxia Province, he could take a breather and stop for a moment to appreciate the rainbow after the rain and the sky cleared.

At this time, Chu Guang's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.

Lu Bei, wearing a Type 5 "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton, stood at the door, his right fist close to the breastplate covered with bullet marks and cracks, and he said in a respectful tone.

"Sir, I brought the person you asked for!"

When making the report, the young man's eyes shone not only with respect, but also with obvious admiration.

As Chu Guang's personal guard, the Guards also participated in the encirclement and suppression of the 1,000th Air Marine Corps in previous battles.

The figure riding on the back of the Deathclaw, charging with the war hammer held high, has been deeply engraved in his mind.

Although whether he was standing on the front line or not did not affect the greatness of that adult, at that moment, the majestic back bathed in the holy light seemed to be sublimated.

He was sure that he was not alone in feeling that way.

Withdrawing his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang turned around and looked at the door.

I saw a pale man with a raised nose standing next to Lu Bei.

From a physical point of view, he is far from the tall Marine officers, more like a professional or technical personnel.

And this is indeed the case.

According to the intelligence provided by the field veteran and the prisoners' confessions, this person's name was Finold, and he was the logistics officer of the Heart of Steel, with a military rank of Commander-in-Chief.

Although he does not lead troops, he has two more stars on his shoulder straps than Vanus.

When the fight broke out earlier, he happened to be at the Air Marine Corps station. Later, the camp was attacked by the Jungle Corps and was forced to evacuate to the Fallen Leaf Camp one kilometer away.

He missed General McClung's escape pod, missed Colway's last bus, and finally collided with the armored formation of the Skeleton Corps.

To be able to surrender alive is not easy in a sense.

Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Finold swallowed hard, tried to force a forced smile from his face, and took the initiative to speak.

"I can pay the ransom."

Hearing this, Chu Guangdan smiled.

"Five million dinars."

Hearing this astronomical number, Finold's already pale face turned even whiter, and he tried to bargain with a trembling voice.

"I, I'm just a captain. Is five million too much?"

Chu Guang said casually.

"Then 6 million dinars will be enough."

After hearing the number six million, Finold immediately shut up and stopped talking.

He had already guessed that the man in front of him had no intention of letting him go, and the ransom figure was completely reported casually.

six million dinars

This money is enough to arm three thousand-man troops!

Although the position of logistics officer did bring him some job conveniences, even if he had 10,000 courage, he would not dare to make such a profit.

Finold swallowed, and a trace of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.

Is this guy planning to sacrifice himself to the flag because he didn't catch any other big fish?

With random thoughts in his mind, Finold felt his calves become weak.

It's not that I'm afraid of death.

It's just that he's not mentally prepared to be loyal to the Marshal yet.

Chu Guang glanced at this guy and asked with interest.

"You've become a logistics officer, but you can't even afford this little money?"

Finold said bitterly.

"My lord, do you know what five million dinars is?"

"I don't know, I'm not interested, and your ransom is six million. If you can't get the money, just work honestly and strive for leniency." Looking at the face full of despair, a glimmer of hope rekindled, Chu Guangdan smiled and then asked, "Can you fly an airship?"

Finold nodded nervously.

"With a little bit of knowledge, I probably know how to make it move."

"That's enough," Chu Guang nodded and continued, "I'm watching from here, you drive, and the target is Qingquan City. If it deviates, I don't need to say more about the consequences."

Upon hearing these words, Finold's face instantly twisted into a bitter melon, and he trembled submissively.

"Big, my lord"

"What's wrong?"

"The left wing of the airship has been dismantled by you, and now only the tail power is left," Finold said with a bitter look on his face, "Not to mention driving to Qingquan City, now put away the anchor chain, it will float away. risks of"

Yes.

The wing seemed to be broken.

Chu Guang admitted that he was indeed a little too excited. After all, it was hard not to be excited after seizing such a big machine.

Just counting the loot would probably take several days.

Chu Guang believed that he was not the only one who had defeated the first world-class BOSS in Wasteland OL. Players must also be very excited at this moment.

When the loot is counted and the battle settlement list is released, he will share the joy of victory with his cute little players.

After coughing slightly, Chu Guang looked at Finold who looked embarrassed and said.

"Well, of course I know it can't be opened. I just wanted to see if you were using your brain. I'm very satisfied with your performance. The ransom can be reduced by 100,000 dinars, and now it is 5.9 million."

Finold smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Chu Guang straightened his expression and continued.

"Show me around here."

Finold breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and said respectfully.

"yes."

After the Jungle Corps and Burning Corps took control of the airship, they coerced the remaining crew members to lower the height of the airship.

The Heart of Steel is now only a hundred meters away from the ground.

Except for those players who were on a mission, most players gathered below the Heart of Steel and stood next to the anchor chain to take photos.

After all, he is the first world-class BOSS in Wasteland OL.

And it is the first battle of ten thousand people on the server.

Don’t remember it properly!

Especially looking at the Alliance flag hanging on the Heart of Steel, this airship might become a new resurrection point for the Alliance.

Take a group photo now so that you can brag to the newbies in the future, "Look, I conquered your newbie village!"

While the players were busy preparing bragging material for a while after they were offline, Chu Guangzheng led the Guards Corps to take over various areas of the airship from the Jungle Corps.

The captured crew probably numbered more than five hundred people.

Most of these crew members are non-combatants, mainly technical personnel such as correcting firepower, operating radar, plotting routes, and operating and repairing ships.

In order to figure out how to drive this airship and how the logistics system works, the help of these people is indispensable.

For the prisoners who were willing to cooperate, Chu Guang did not treat them harshly. He handed them all over to the logistics department and arranged for people to learn how to drive the airship with these people.

If you behave well, your sentence may be reduced.

To be honest, with the current size of the alliance, it is still difficult to completely digest a behemoth like the Heart of Steel.

Although the Heart of Steel is an air unit, its combat model is more like that of a navy than an air force.

What is frustrating is that there are only two lakes in the alliance, and there is no such thing as a navy.

A series of personnel, including captains, can only be temporarily promoted from reserve officers under the army and air force system.

Under the leadership of Finold, Chu Guang came to the ammunition depot of the Heart of Steel.

A steel arch with a thickness of twenty millimeters lies at the end of the corridor, requiring both a password and a key to enter.

"The password is 4731."

After entering the password, Finold took out the key and opened the door, then respectfully returned the key to Chu Guang.

Chu Guang took the key and put it away, glanced at the door, and was quickly surprised by the astonishing scene.

Cannonballs thicker than legs were seen filled with ammunition racks several meters high. Folded mechanical arms stood beside the ammunition racks, with their bases fixed on T-shaped rails.

Chu Guang glanced at the warehouse filled with ammunition, and suddenly asked out of curiosity.

"Are all airship magazines located in the same location?"

Finold replied respectfully.

"Of course it's different, sir. Each nuclear-powered airship of the Legion is individually designed for the shield core, and the preservation condition of each shield core is different. This is one of the Legion's top secrets."

"Even I didn't know the specific locations of the various cabins of the Heart of Steel until after I took up the post. And many junior officers may not know the specific locations of the ammunition and power compartments until they leave the airship after their service period."

The so-called shield core probably refers to the wreckage of the frigate from the United Nations era.

Chu Guang nodded, expressing his understanding, and did not continue to ask this fruitless question, but instead became concerned about the remaining inventory of ammunition.

With the help of the former logistics officer of the Heart of Steel, Chu Guang conducted a rough inventory.

The harvest is also quite gratifying.

There are a total of fifty rounds of 400 rocket extended-range bombs in the ammunition depot. The weight of a single shot is close to 1.5 tons. They are divided into two types of warheads: cloud burst bombs and conventional bombs.

These "sub-nuclear weapons" that General McClung had not yet had a chance to use have now become the spoils of war for the Alliance.

Not only the ammunition for the main gun, but also nearly 10,000 100-gauge shells and millions of rounds of bullets of various types and calibers are stored in different cabins.

During combat, these ammunition will be transported to various combat positions through robotic arms and fixed rails. Depending on the type of ammunition, some will be loaded manually and some will be automatically loaded mechanically.

In addition, Chu Guang also discovered 500 500-kilogram medium-sized aerial bombs and 70 1,000-kilogram-class large aerial bombs in the ammunition depot!

The power of this thing may be greater than that 400mm main gun!

After all, a large part of the weight of the 400mm extended-range rocket bomb is allocated to the propellant, and most of the weight of this 900kg aerial bomb is in the warhead!

Generally, the yield of cloud explosive bombs is more than 8 tons. If compared horizontally, the yield of this thing may be as high as 20 tons.

According to logistics chief Finold, these aerial bombs are mainly used to deal with solid fixed fortifications and underground bunkers.

Looking at the row of ammunition racks full of ammunition, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a faint fear in his heart.

Fortunately, the airship was held back.

If it flew into the face with the shield open, I am afraid that except for the people in the shelter, few people on the surface would survive.

The loot captured was not only the ammunition on the airship, but also the military supplies stored in the warehouse, including 500 tons of canned beef and nearly 1,700 tons of compressed biscuits, pickled vegetables and other supplies, which was enough for a force of 10,000 people for an entire year. consumption.

Even in a small cold storage, Chu Guang found milk ice cream and ice cream stored in the freezer.

Looking at the desserts in the freezer, Chu Guang had a hint of surprise in his eyes and joked.

"You guys are living a pretty good life."

Finold smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

Chu Guang looked at Lu Bei beside him and said with a smile.

"In a moment, you can call some brothers over and take all the popsicles and ice cream down here and share them with the soldiers during dinner."

"See it says Centurion Special. It must taste good. Let everyone try it and see what it tastes like."

After all, he is a child and cannot escape his greed.

As soon as he heard about the food, Lu Bei couldn't help but swallow.

However, he soon realized his gaffe and quickly stood up straight and performed a military salute.

"Yes! Sir!"

Looking at the excited Lu Bei, Chu Guang smiled and said nothing.

Ice cream is not a particularly rare thing in Dawn City, but this is the front line, and it is not easy to have a bite of ice.

It is now the hottest time of summer, and they have just experienced a big battle. Both the players and the aboriginals are now close to the limit of physical strength.

At this time, you can have a piece of ice cream to relieve the heat, and the taste is not to mention how delicious it is.

Although the ice cream here is not as plentiful as canned beef, it still fills several freezers, so there is no problem in sharing one for each person.

Hearing Chu Guang's words "It's divided", all the guards in the Guards Regiment looked happy, except for Finold, who had a pity expression on his face.

No one knows better than him, as the logistics officer, how expensive these white and mutton-fat jade-like ice creams are.

Not to mention anything else, the milk used to make these ice creams is not an ordinary bargain, but comes from the legion's alpine pasture on the banks of the Sorat River. Each barrel is worth tens of thousands of dinars. Ordinary civilians are not qualified at all. There is no channel to purchase.

Although there is a special supply for centurions written on the freezer, because it is too far away from the core territory of the legion, it has only supplied officers above centurions a long time ago.

He actually took it and distributed it to the servants. It was a waste of natural resources!

But Finold didn't say anything.

After all, what to do with the spoils of war is the right of the man in front of him, and he is just a prisoner.

In addition to ammunition and military supplies, the airship also carries some engineering vehicles and production equipment that have not yet been deployed.

These Chu Guang are planned to be handed over to the logistics department for arrangement.

In addition to these immovable goods, the lower cabin of the airship also houses the slaves of the Legion.

What was different from Chu Guang's imagination was that although the living conditions of these slaves were not very good, surprisingly they were not too bad.

There are about a hundred three-level beds crammed into the Datong bunk, which is nearly two to three hundred square meters. The beds are so close together that they can barely accommodate two feet.

One side of the Datong Shop is connected to the collective bathroom. There are no partitions inside, and there are rows of shower heads hanging in the empty room.

There are some bars of soap in the corner of the room.

Compared with the physically uncomfortable dungeon of the Marauder, the environment here is relatively bright, barely reaching the level of a prison.

However, what happened here is far from obvious.

Looking at Chu Guang and Finold who walked into the room, the faces of the slaves in the room were full of confusion and fear.

Although this place has not turned into a battlefield, and they have long been accustomed to the deafening artillery fire and gunfire outside, they still vaguely felt something unusual from the expression on Finold's face and the attire of those around him.

Chu Guang noticed that when their eyes came into contact with him, although there was fear in their eyes, they did not look away shyly.

Even though most of them were only wearing a single piece of clothing that was too thin to cover their bodies.

Standing next to Chu Guang, Finold coughed slightly and said in a flattering voice.

"Sir, most of these slaves are of humble origin, and some are even wastelanders kidnapped from the wasteland by rough people. I believe you will not be interested."

In his opinion, compared to the priceless ice cream in the freezer, these are the trophies that should be rewarded to the servants.

Chu Guang glanced at him slightly surprised.

"You even classify slaves into different classes?"

Finold: "Well, it's not about rank, it's just that officers above centurion usually have separate rooms, and officers above centurion even have extra cabins, where they not only store trophies, but are also usually used as Servants’ Quarters”

"including you?"

Seeing Chu Guang's half-smiling expression, Finold looked slightly embarrassed and said bravely.

"Of course I can't deny it, but compared to my taste, I believe you will be interested in General McClung's collection."

Chu Guang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Take me there."

Finold immediately said respectfully.

"Yes, sir."

General McClung's cabin was at the very end of the airship, not far from the entrance to the escape cabin. Several soldiers from the Guards were cleaning up the blood and corpses on the ground.

There had been a fierce exchange of fire here before, and the walls of the corridor were covered with dense bullet marks, showing how brutal it was.

Seeing Chu Guang and his party approaching, the two people standing at the door immediately gave a military salute.

"Master Manager!"

Chu Guang nodded to them, motioning for them to continue, and then let the pale-faced Finold continue to lead the way as if nothing had happened.

The group arrived and quickly arrived at General McClung's room.

The space here is quite spacious, completely different from the closed crew quarters.

What's interesting is that Chu Guang actually saw Yong's head here.

The ugly head was the size of a two-headed cow. It was probably coated with formalin or something similar and had been made into a specimen.

It's just that General McClun probably won't have the chance to hang this thing on the bow of the Heart of Steel.

In addition to Yong's head, there are also some beautiful stones piled here, gold and silver vessels inlaid with diamonds, and some things that look high-tech, but I don't know what they are used for.

According to Finold's introduction, every time General McClun conquered a survivor settlement, he would select a few of the most valuable trophies from that time and store them in his treasury.

Some of them were made by the local indigenous people themselves, and some were picked up from pre-war relics.

Chu Guang has no interest in these treasures and doesn't know much about them, but the nobles in the inner city of Boulder City will probably be interested in these things.

He planned to let Yin Fang pick out some valuable items after they were shipped back, and find a few familiar businessmen to help sell the rest.

General McClung's private collection.

If you get it at the Boulder City auction, you should be able to exchange it for a lot of chips.

Next door to the room where the collection is stored is a bedroom. After Chu Guang opened the door and entered, he found a woman standing in the room.

She was about in her early twenties and was wearing a luxurious dress. Both her appearance and the temperament between her brows were obviously different from the slaves Chu Guang had seen in the lower cabin before.

but

The panic and confusion written in his eyes were exactly the same.

Standing next to Chu Guang, Finold introduced him respectfully.

"This person's identity is not ordinary. She is one of the princesses of the Eagle Kingdom. Her name is Teresa, and she is the daughter of a certain powerful official."

Chu Guang looked at him in surprise.

"You robbed all the princesses?"

Finold explained in a low voice: "This should not be considered a robbery. It was offered to General McClun by the King of the Eagle Kingdom."

Teresa's face was pale, she bit her lips and said nothing. Her eyes moved back and forth on the faces of Chu Guang and Finold, trying to understand the situation in front of her.

Chu Guang stared at her for a while, thinking about what to do.

At this moment, his heart suddenly moved and he spoke.

"Hello, Ms. Teresa."

Theresa said nervously when she saw the man in blue power armor talking to her.

"Hello, who are you?"

Chu Guang continued.

"Manager of the Alliance."

"United Alliance?"

Teresa's face showed subconscious confusion.

However, she soon realized that her ignorance might be an offense, so she quickly lowered her head in fear.

"Sorry, I don't mean to offend, it's just that I have never been to a place so far away and I don't know anything about the situation here."

"Don't be nervous, we are not that small-minded," Chu Guangdan smiled and continued, "And you are also a victim of the war, we will not make things difficult for you."

Theresa looked at him blankly, then looked at Finold.

Finold didn't know what Chu Guang planned to do, but he was a smart man, so he consciously shut his mouth and silently pretended that he did not exist.

Seeing that she was silent, Chu Guang guessed that she might still be confused about the current situation, so he spoke.

"You may not understand the situation yet. To put it simply, we defeated the Legion and now this airship has been occupied by the Alliance."

The expression on Finold's face confirmed that this was not a joke. Teresa looked at the man in front of her nervously and asked with a trembling voice.

"Well, what about me?"

"you're free."

Before she could be happy, Chu Guang continued.

"But your status is special. We may be about to go to war with your country, so we can't release you directly. After all, you don't want to travel thousands of kilometers home alone and then be captured by us as an enemy, right?"

Teresa pursed her lips slightly, many thoughts flashed through her eyes for a moment, and finally nodded slowly and said submissively.

"What do you need me to do?"

That touch of looming whiteness sways with a seductive temptation.

But she was obviously mistaken.

joke.

Every day, he and a group of handsome guys and beauties are chatting on the forum. What kind of storms has Chu Guang never seen?

Chu Guang said straightforwardly without paying any attention to her little thoughts.

"Do you have any heirs?"

Theresa blushed slightly and shook her head slightly.

"No"

Chu Guang's expression was slightly disappointed.

Seeing that the princess was so young, he originally expected this guy to have a son who was one or two years old, but now it seemed that she was too young.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang continued.

"Are you literate?"

Teresa nodded immediately.

"I can read and write including writing poetry and composing music."

"As long as you can read and write."

Chu Guang nodded and continued.

"The legion's military operation in Ruigu City caused the displacement of a large number of local survivors. The Alliance's homeless home needs manpower, and I will arrange for you to work there."

Theresa's face was full of confusion, and she was stunned for a while before asking in a low voice.

"Excuse me, what exactly do you need me to do?"

"There will be people teaching you, and what you have to do is help the people here rebuild and learn how to rebuild."

Speaking of this, Chu Guangdan smiled.

"You will use this knowledge."

The administrative divisions in the People's League era were ridiculously large. The area of ​​the River Valley Province alone was large enough, and the area of ​​the Luoxia Province was several times that of the River Valley Province.

The Eagle Kingdom is separated from the core territory of the Alliance by thousands of kilometers. Even if there is one person standing every kilometer, a thousand-man team will have to be filled.

It is not realistic to directly occupy the Eagle Kingdom.

With a total population of less than 100,000, the alliance has no room to control an enclave 1,000 kilometers away. This is a burden for both parties.

Not to mention, the cultural concepts of both sides are completely different.

The best way is to support a puppet to ensure a smooth transition of power, and then gradually increase the alliance's local economic and cultural influence, and incorporate it into the alliance at the appropriate time if necessary.

It's a bit of a pity that I couldn't get "legitimacy".

but

It doesn’t matter anymore.

Anyway, it was a bad idea that came up at the last minute, and Chu Guang didn't expect it to actually come in handy in the end.

He preferred that after the victory, the Conglomerate would purge the royal family of the Eagle Kingdom, disarm it, and then throw it to the Lion Kingdom for trusteeship.

Indirect vassalization is also an option.

But this method also has its hidden dangers and uncertainties.

North of Dawn City.

With the full return of the Goblin Corps flying formation, the news of victory was also brought back here from the front line.

Outside the airport's barbed wire fence, residents of Shuguang City were standing.

The flowers that were strenuously thrown into the air floated from outside the airport to the runway as people applauded and cheered.

Although it is already dark, people's enthusiasm has not diminished at all.

Amid the cheers of Dawn City residents, players from the Goblin Corps landed on the runway of the airport one after another.

The triumph of the large army will be in a few days.

The joy of victory can only be tasted in advance by them.

The plane slowly drove into the brightly lit hangar. Feng Qing, who got off the plane, looked at the carvings on the hatch.

"Pity"

She has made heroic preparations and even written poems.

But he didn't expect to come back alive.

At this time, a head curiously poked over from the side, looked at the two lines of poetry on the side of the hatch cover, and Didi Gugu started to read.

"In the Shura field in Qiuye, the qiji gallops with the help of the divine wind, and chases them like locusts and cows. Did you write it?"

Her ID is Gui Gui, and she is also an agility player. She entered the game in the same group as Feng Qing and Luo Yu. She has participated in the Qingshi Town Air Raid and the Battle of Songlin Valley before.

Her driving skills are not very outstanding, just enough to fly the plane back.

However, being able to drive a plane back by destroying mosquitoes is quite impressive in a sense.

Hearing that voice, Feng Qing's face turned red to the color of pig liver, and she quickly rushed towards him, pulled the player away, and spoke incoherently.

"No, I didn't write it for you, please don't read it!"

At the same time, the sky outside the hangar.

The show-off mosquito was reluctant to land, so it performed a flight show in the sky. As a result, it overestimated the quality of its own product and almost broke its wings, and then it landed honestly.

The residents of Dawn City waiting at the edge of the airport presented flowers to these victorious warriors.

All night today, until the sun rises tomorrow, restaurants and pubs throughout Dawn City will provide free meals to these warriors who have returned safely.

At this moment, in the lobby of the Highway Town Hotel, the sounds of people drinking and drinking were heard one after another, and people held their wine glasses high to celebrate the hard-won victory.

Not all of them are residents of Dawn City, there are also traders who came here from Boulder City, Red River Alliance, Garbage City or more distant places.

They have been here for several days because of the war.

Now it's finally over.

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Cheers to victory!"

"I wish the administrator a long life!"

At this time, someone shouted with a smile.

"Hahaha, our manager is still young. If you wish him a long life, why not wish him more children and more happiness!"

Cheerful laughter spread in the hotel lobby.

Old Hook, who was sitting behind the bar, also laughed.

At this time, the guy standing aside sighed.

"The war is about to end. In a few days, our place may not be so lively."

Due to the war in the west, a large number of caravans heading west from the eastern provinces have recently been forced to stay here in Dawn City.

Although the fighting on the front line was fierce and the war consumed resources, the major hotels in Dawn City were doing brisk business.

Perhaps they were drinking to drown their sorrows, and beer was particularly popular.

But now that the war is over, those caravans will probably have to pack up and continue on their way.

"how come?"

Old Hu Ke smiled faintly, squinted at the busy hotel lobby, and said casually in a normal tone.

"The triumphal ceremony and celebration will only last for a few days. Many people are waiting to witness the honor of the Lord. They must stay for a few more days."

Anyway, it's good to win.

After the celebration is over, the hotel's business may not be as hot as it is now, but that will only be temporary.

Waiting for those caravans and traders who traveled far away to bring the heroic deeds and legends about courage here to more distant worlds.

In the future, this place will only be more lively than now.

At the same time, Boulder City was more than ten kilometers away.

Unlike the residents of Dawn City, the people here are still living in yesterday's news and do not know the battle situation on the front line.

The first to receive the good news from the front line was the Survivor Daily newspaper.

With the financial support of the alliance behind him, Hal not only got first-hand battle reports, but even the casualty list.

"Casualty list?! Show me!"

Looking at the whining fax machine, Dolly, who heard the casualty list was sent, immediately approached it, with anxiety written on her face.

"He seems to be in the Burning Legion!"

Hal was standing next to the fax machine. He moved one step ahead of her and took the still-warm first-hand information in his hand.

"Don't worry, I'll help you find it. Is it the Burning Corps? There seems to be news about this Corps."

Hal stared at the paper for a while, then suddenly couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Seeing the slight expression on his face, Dolly became even more anxious and asked quickly.

"What's wrong?"

Hal's expression was slightly embarrassed and he hid the fax behind his back.

"Well, it's better if you don't look at it."

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly punched in the stomach.

The collision between metal and flesh made Hal gasp in pain, grinning and squatting on the ground while holding his stomach.

"Are you a barbarian?!"

How dare you beat the boss!

Although for the sake of that friend, he couldn't just let her go.

Dolly ignored the guy at all, grabbed the fax, and quickly found the Burning Legion line.

It was at the moment when she saw those lines of words that her right eye shrank slightly, and the pretty face under the green short ear-length hair also lost its color at the same time.

All that was left was a pale whiteness.

A total of 500 members of the Burning Legion participated in the airborne landing operation on the Heart of Steel, wiping out a total of 751 enemy personnel.

The battle ended in a tragic victory.

Only one person survived.

Thanks to the leaders of "pk52" and "Shenchao Yemaoku" for the reward! ! !

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I can only post what I haven’t finished until tomorrow. I just want to think more about it. I woke up at five o’clock, had a meal for ten minutes, and coded for more than eleven hours. This hand speed made me burst into tears. T.T