This Game is Too Real Chapter 376

   Chapter 376 The dog plan has a new life?

   Above the clear sky, a W-2 Mosquito attack aircraft was clinging to the edge of the clouds, heading towards Ruigu City.

  About 30 kilometers of airspace behind it, followed by a "Dragonfly" transport aircraft carrying a "hydrogen balloon" communication system.

  Tail did not guess wrong. Of course, the respected administrator will not leave his little players alone, and generously sent a second set of communication equipment.

   But generosity is generosity.

   This kind of "high technology density" equipment is also not cheap for the alliance.

  Before throwing down the second airdrop box, Chu Guang needed to figure out what happened to the last communication base station, so that the new communication base station would not repeat the same mistakes.

  It is too slow to send the army to the past, and there is no road network to drag the car. Even if all the members of the Storm Legion are equipped with the most basic exoskeletons, the marching distance is only 30 kilometers in one day.

  Although the combat effectiveness of the player's corps is very strong and has the aura of "morale lock", the discipline of this thing will plummet due to "boring", and it is not realistic to expect a forced march of more than 100 kilometers.

therefore--

   I can only trouble the Air Force.

   "Here is Luo Yu... It is close to the target airspace and is searching for ground signals."

   glanced at the VM strapped to her thigh, and looked at Ruigu City, which was gradually approaching, Luo Yu pressed down the joystick in her hand, and controlled her car to drill out of the clouds.

  According to the requirements of the mission, he needs to get in touch with the players on the ground, learn from them what happened to the communication base station, report the news to the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft behind, and take a few photos to bring back.

   This task is easy.

   even made him yawn.

   However, just when he was about to get in touch with the ground player, a dark shadow in the distance caught his attention.

   "Fuck..."

   "What the hell??"

  The towering steel airship is like a Kunpeng spreading its wings.

   It is not only the pure metal shell that is shocking, but also the dazzling array of weapons on its body.

  It is hard to imagine how such a behemoth could be suspended in mid-air.

   What is even more unimaginable is that the driving force for him is actually a long row of parallel propellers.

  The two distinct concepts of primitive and advanced are miraculously compatible.

  Luo Yu's eyes widened, surprise was written all over his face, he couldn't believe his own eyes.

   Soon, all the shocks turned into intense excitement and shock in an instant.

   It's just blown away!

but--

   It seems to be in some trouble.

  Luoyu vaguely saw that on the wing of the airship, one of the propellers was flickering with little flames.

   seems to be lit.

   Just when he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly found a thick and long gun barrel on the top of the airship, slowly turning the angle and aiming straight at him.

   That caliber.

   There is also a 100mm!

The moment    met the gun barrel, Luo Yu's expression changed instantly.

   "Fuck me!"

   Too late to hesitate.

   He immediately slammed the joystick, trying to fly under the airship.

   At the same time, he switched the communication channel to the "Dragonfly" transport plane 30 kilometers behind him, and reported the situation on the front line to the rear.

   "Airship! An unidentified armed airship was found over Ruigu City, it is suspected--"

   Before he could finish the last few words, an orange flame cut off his thoughts.

   He didn't even hear the sound of the cannon, and the blue pop-up window of [Disconnected] was projected into a bottomless darkness.

   slowly took off his helmet.

   Luo Yu, who was sitting on the bed in his bedroom, glanced around in confusion, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

  Fuck!

   Fire without saying hello.

   It's not about martial arts!

   "Airship?!"

   "Wait, what is suspected?"

   "Hello? Brother, are you still alive?"

   Above the clear sky.

   Sitting unprofessional in the cabin, Tanman repeatedly checked the situation ahead with Roba who was in front of him.

   However, the cut-off voice never answered.

   Listening to the noise coming from the communication channel, the unprofessional anti-man gradually realized that the situation may be more serious than he thought.

  Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and while pulling the switch back, he tilted the joystick to the left, and controlled the plane to draw an arc in the air, heading back towards the airport north of Dawn City.

   A three-engine transport aircraft made of A3 aluminum alloy and equipped with a full set of instruments is much more expensive than the W-2 that cut corners.

   Sitting in the rear cabin, Brother Bing and Huozi shouted.

   "...Why did you turn around? Aren't we going to Ruigu?"

   "The situation has changed... Luo Yu said he saw the airship."

   "Airship?!"

  Bing and Brother Huozi were a little confused.

   There is nothing to be afraid of about the old antiques that were almost eliminated during the First World War.

  It is a pity that the 37mm gun is mounted on another "Dragonfly".

   If you give him an angle, he's even confident enough to use a gunboat to get that thing down.

   "I don't know... I don't think it's a simple airship. If Luo Yu could shoot him down the moment he found it, 80% of the time he noticed it."

   "You mean that the airship has radar?" Brother Bing and Huozi said in surprise.

   Unprofessional and anti-man after thinking about it.

   "There should be. Radar is not a difficult thing. Even airships have them. They can't be predators after all... However, I estimate that 80% of them don't have guided weapons, but anti-aircraft guns or other things."

   After all, if there are missiles, I am afraid that they will be shot down by the opponent before they enter the line of sight.

  The flight technology in the era of World War I, the fire control system in the era of World War II... What kind of industrial waste is this?

   However, even if it is industrial waste, it is not something that their broken transport machine can handle.

   Give him a "Junior Six".

   No need to hang AA bullets, two 7.62 aviation machine guns are enough...as long as there are no accidents.

   Without any hesitation, the unprofessional anti-man pushed the switch to the maximum, and slipped at full speed decisively...

   Heart of Steel.

   Inside the bridge.

   Looking at the bunch of black scum on the table, after a brief moment of stunned McClane, there was a trace of anger written in his eyes.

   "What is this?"

   "Sir General, this is what tangled our propeller, it hangs under the balloon, it should be a thread..."

   Standing in front of General McClen, the engineer in the high-altitude overalls lowered his head, swallowed nervously, and spoke quickly.

  The technical officer who accompanied the army took a half step forward, pinched a small amount with his index finger and thumb, and stared at it for a long time.

   "...with carbon and silicon in it, kind of like an optical fiber."

   This kind of thing is very common in wasteland, and can be seen in almost every concrete building.

   It is said that in the distant prosperous era, man was an animal that would die if he didn't speak, everyone was covered with loudspeakers, and every wall was covered with radio stations or the like.

   This optical fiber made of silicon carbide composite material is as thin as a hair, and it crawls every corner of the city like capillaries, forming a huge and complex information matrix.

  Although this technology has been systematically lost, those "ropes" as thin as hairs have survived just like those concrete garbage.

  It is characterized by being light enough and tougher than ordinary ropes, but its strength is lower than that of metal wires, and it is not resistant to high temperature, so ordinary scavengers will not deliberately collect this stuff.

   Of course, this is not so absolute.

   Some survivor colonies use it to pass messages, although this is not common.

   "...Someone must have tied this fiber to the hydrogen balloon, and happened to be swept in by our propeller."

   "The short circuit of the current caused the hydrogen gas hooked to the engine to detonate, igniting the oil on the drive shaft."

   The navigator made his judgment based on his own experience.

   However, the adjutant standing on the side was not satisfied with his statement.

   "A coincidence? I don't think it's a coincidence. Who would put a balloon in the sky if it's okay? This is clearly a deliberate and vicious trap!"

   "I think so too, it should be an air-defense balloon..." The staff member said thoughtfully, "We have encountered something similar in the survivor colony to the west before."

   But the air-proof balloons they have seen are much bigger than the one they just encountered, and the wires connected between the balloons are also stronger.

   Thinking about it, that's why their radar and observers didn't notice the balloon at all.

   "Are there any similar things nearby?" McClane looked at the navigator and asked with a stern face.

   The navigator hurriedly shook his head and said.

   "No, I asked the observer to confirm it carefully, this is the entire airspace nearby!"

   Hearing this sentence, McClen's face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

   There was this balloon nearby, and it happened to collide with the engine of his airship.

   He didn't know for a while whether to complain about the accuracy of the balloon, or whether it was better for his own airship to pick it up.

   "In any case, this trap appeared on our travel route. The person who set this trap not only knew that we were coming, but also predicted our route..."

   placed his index finger on his chin, and the staff officer continued speaking with a dignified expression on his face.

   "Although the trap itself is not very clever, it is possible to use this low-cost trick to cause us so much trouble... The strength of these people should not be underestimated."

   McClane asked in a deep voice.

   "Who do you think would do it?"

  The staff thought for a moment and said.

"The Great Rift Valley is too far from here, and the Bugra Free State has our sights... The only force in the vicinity capable of doing this is the Boulder City. But I can't make an assertion, after all, the reinforcements of the enterprises have also arrived here. Nearby, maybe it's those people who did it."

   As for the survivor forces in Luoxia Province, he was completely ignored by him.

   Although the inhabitants of the desert do not see eye to eye with them, most of them dare not speak out.

   There are very few people who dare to resist them, and there is no ability to do such a thing at all.

   After all, analyzing the route is too mysterious.

   Constantly monitor their position in real time, and also have to monitor the atmospheric airflow, and even so, it can only predict a few possible routes.

   In fact, he also suspected that it might be a coincidence, rather than having planned it for a long time.

   However, if it is explained as a coincidence, it is impossible to explain why such a string of hydrogen balloons of unknown meaning appeared on a barren mountain.

   "Boulder City...I remember being a remnant of a pre-civilization."

The adjutant    took out a notebook from his pocket, flipped through two pages in his hand, and continued muttering.

"According to reliable intelligence records, the post-war reconstruction committee helped them build a wall and gave them some weapons to fight the 'wave'... I heard that there are tens of thousands of people living there, maybe hundreds of thousands. Their The settlement is not too far from here, only 150 kilometers...but why are they attacking us?"

   "Perhaps to warn us to stay away from them? But that's very unlikely."

The    staff proposed a scenario, although he himself thought it unlikely.

   This stupidity is more of a provocation than a warning.

   No deterrent other than wasting a little of their time.

   will only anger them.

   "These rats who dare to hide in the gutter."

   McClane let out a cold snort.

   "Whoever did this, better pray that I don't find out... I swear it will make that guy regret being born into this world."

   When he catches the guy, he will strip the guy naked and hang it under the airship until it freezes into a popsicle and then throws it down.

   After these harsh words, McClen looked at the shivering engineer standing aside.

   "How long will it take to fix?"

   "One week... no, three days, three days should be fine for me!" said the engineer, sweating profusely.

   Hearing that it would take three days, a trace of impatience was instantly written on McClen's face.

   However, he knew that urging would be useless.

   There's no such tall, tall airport here that can quickly help them replace broken parts.

  If you want to repair, you can only drop the height and throw down the anchor chain that fixes the airship.

   Then, extend the bracket from the hatch, hoist the engineer out of the airship like a fishing rod, carefully remove the broken part, and replace it with a new one.

   Or, you can choose not to repair and turn off one engine on the symmetrical position of the left wing.

  The remaining propellers can still propel the airship, but the lack of two engines will reduce its speed by a full 20%, and the maneuverability and stability will also deteriorate.

   The weakening of mobility is acceptable, after all, it is impossible for such a behemoth itself to evade attacks by maneuvering.

   However, sailing in turbulence was something Mackron could not endure anyway.

   Especially when he could imagine that if he went back with a broken propeller, the old fox in Griffin would definitely laugh at him.

   Even if it is not a serious loss.

   The staff officer standing by the side gave advice softly.

   "The information we have in our hands is several years old, so I'm afraid it's out of date."

   "The engine has to be repaired anyway. I suggest camping on the spot and dispatching a ground force to investigate the situation in the surrounding area. After collecting more information, make the next decision."

The adjutant beside    also said.

   "I think so too. I suggest sending someone to arrest a few local aborigines and ask, maybe you can find out who did this!"

  Macron nodded slowly with a sullen face.

   "Just do it."

As soon as the    voice fell, the crew member sitting in front of the bridge console suddenly spoke up.

   "Report! A UFO has entered our radar's identification area!"

"what?"

   A propeller was just broken, and McLen was a little nervous and asked almost reflexively.

   "It seems... it's a propeller plane." The crew member said hesitantly.

   Hearing that it was a propeller plane, McClen breathed a sigh of relief and said something impatiently.

   "Let it roll."

   "The other party didn't answer!"

   "Then fight it down."

"Yes!"

   A crew member immediately picked up the phone on the console and reported the shooting of Zhu Yuan to the operator in the weapons control room.

   Soon, a cannon sound came from overhead.

  The thick and long barrel spewed out flames, and with the slight vibration of the airship, a burst of flames exploded in the distance.

   "Hit the target!"

   "Confirmed destruction! The target is falling!"

  The crew sitting at the console reported one after another that although it was nothing more than a propeller plane shot down, there was nothing to celebrate.

   McLen, who was holding the telescope, quickly saw that under the clouds in the distance, a plane with a broken wing burst into flames and plunged straight into the city below.

  Although he was not sure what the connection between the plane and the balloon was, the firelight still relieved him a lot.

   "Send a few people over to take a look later." McClane said blankly.

   The adjutant standing by the side is saluting.

"Yes!"

   Then, he looked at the staff next to him.

   "You are responsible for setting down the anchor and deploying the ground camp."

   "Also, the 29th Marine Corps, which is searching for corporate employees, report to me immediately if there is any news."

   Staff: "Understood."

   Put away the telescope, McClane turned and left the bridge.

At this moment, he did not know that the pilot of the plane he had just ordered to shoot down had already gone to another world, and with excitement, he uploaded the photo of his "Heart of Steel" to a certain The official website forum of the game.

  Luoyu: "Brothers! Look what I found!!!"

   picture), (picture), (picture)..."

  The photo he took almost subconsciously in the moments before he was shot down.

  Fortunately, before the airborne communication equipment was destroyed, the data was transmitted back to the signal tower in the north of Dawn City and successfully synced to his album.

  Although the vast majority of players are in the game at this point, the enthusiasm of cloud players for the discussion of the new version is no less than that of the European emperors who have obtained the qualifications for packaging and testing.

   The screen quickly refreshed below the post.

   "What the hell? What's wrong with the expansion?! (surprised

   "Steel airship! This naval gun is too bad!"

   "I'm crying... Damn, the Dogecoin plan didn't open the internal test, so the expansion pack of Nima is out!"

   "Brother, you don't want the qualification for the beta test. (Funny

   "Planning to be bully! (Broken sound

   In less than a minute, the post was covered by hundreds of floors, and then the entire forum was boiling.

   Judging from the logo on the airship and the size of the cannon, many cloud players speculated that the airship might be the handwriting of the Legion.

   And there are different opinions on the forum about how the iron lump floated into the air.

   Some say it is anti-gravity, some say it may be some special lightweight material, and some say it may be the same as the manager's hammer, based on some unknown technology of gas molecule manipulation.

   No matter what it is, one thing is certain, it must be some kind of black technology that does not exist in reality, and even the signs of it cannot be seen.

   Almost everyone is looking forward to this "new version of the ship", and what new work the dog plan has done.

   In addition to planning yourself…

   The B4 floor of the shelter.

   Looking at the photos on the laptop, Chu Guang, who was sitting on the sofa, was not at all happy, but his face was full of dazed and confused expression.

   "...what the **** is this?"

   The second half is really not finished, let's post it first... I admit that my coding speed is very fast. I have been in the 2K party for many years, and 6K a day is about to die, but I'm really not lazy T.T

   (end of this chapter)

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