This Game is Too Real Chapter 444

   Chapter 444 The Collision of Iron and Blood

  The twilight that fell from the sky seemed to set the horizon on fire. On the endless Gobi Desert, scrapped steel and slowly burning flames can be seen everywhere.

   At the same time that "Cloudfly" launched a raid on the airport, nearly 100 kilometers east of the Lost Valley, the tank battle between the Alliance Skeleton Corps and the Falcon Kingdom's First Armored Motorcycle Thousands had come to an end.

  The 40 heavy tanks of the first armored motorcycle thousand team of the Falcon Kingdom were almost wiped out!

   The only four cars left were also broken down on the Gobi Desert because their engines and tracks were damaged, and they could only wait for the rescue that would arrive...

   In front of a 60 MJ electromagnetic gun, whether it is equivalent armor with a thickness of 1 meter or equivalent armor with a thickness of 1.5 meters, it is as fragile as paper paste.

   After all, before the Prosperity Era, it was a naval gun on a battleship!

   To deal with things like tanks that run on land, whether it hits the top of the head or the turret, only one shot is enough.

Coincidentally, because the commander of the legion misjudged the firepower of the alliance and stretched the defense line too long, the armored group of the alliance stabbed the thin paper-like defense line of the Falcon Kingdom almost without hindrance. Wear a pair.

   The heavy tanks scattered on the front line of more than ten kilometers can only bite the bullet and leave the bunker, turn their direction, and gather while chasing.

   Due to the huge difference in the range of the two sides and the relatively open terrain on the Gobi Desert, these heavy tanks quickly became moving iron coffins.

   And because of their poor mobility, they didn't even have a chance to hide when they were locked by the electromagnetic gun, and could only be called by the 60 MJ shells.

   In the face of no chance of winning, many crew members of the Falcon Kingdom simply gave up the treatment, and once they were targeted by the electromagnetic gun, they immediately abandoned the car and ran away.

   Anyway, it was a tank given by the suzerain.

If    is scrapped, they don't need to feel distressed.

  At least one-third of the Conqueror 10s were so "paralyzed".

   In contrast, there were 50 Conqueror V light tanks, which caused a lot of trouble for the Alliance with their superb mobility.

   However, light tanks are light tanks after all, and no amount of mobility can make up for the disadvantages in armor and caliber. You don't even need a tank destroyer to shoot, a 155mm high-explosive round is enough to take it away.

  The vast majority of Conqueror 5s were not damaged by the penetration of the armor, but were killed by the overpressure effect of high-explosive bombs.

  The Mole even believed that if it weren't for the fact that their mission was targeting an airfield, and given him enough time and ammunition, they could even wipe out this armored force unscathed...

   However, things may not always go as planned.

  It is the norm that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

If the Legion expects that they can put 60 MJ electromagnetic guns on the tanks, they will definitely not put up such a "serpent" array to guard them here, but will definitely concentrate all armored units like the Alliance. Together, use the gap between the tank destroyers to quickly dash to within 2 kilometers.

If the Alliance expects that the Prowler tank has been deployed to Sunset Province, and it is predicted through intelligence that it is waiting in the direction of the Skeleton Corps' advance, it will definitely delay the start of the entire operation... although this will increase encounters. risk of nuclear strike.

pity……

  This game has no ifs in reality.

   With the addition of the Prowler tank to the battle, the Skeleton Corps, which had a smooth breakthrough, soon fell into a hard fight.

   Even with a 20kg steel needle and a muzzle kinetic energy of 60 MJ, it is still unable to penetrate the Meissner effect armor of the Prowler tank.

  After a fierce and desperate struggle, the only five Type 2 B tank destroyers were eventually destroyed by the indestructible monster one after another.

   On the official website forum of "Wasteland OL", there was a sound of mourning.

   Players who were "kicked off the assembly line" by the BOSS kept saying things on the forum, typing and posting and calling it unscientific.

   "Damn! Is that thing locked in blood?!"

   "I did at least two shots at it, and I didn't even shake it!"

   "Sixty megajoules! Can't the naval guns be worn?!"

   "...I'll definitely force something to open."

   "Planning! Call planning!"

   "Maybe the dog is planning to drive that thing!"

   I'm probably working overtime and I don't have time to browse the forum.

   Until the end, Aguang was not released by them.

   And in the eyes of many people, this is actually hammering their guess-"It must be Gouguang driving that thing to abuse them".

   In addition to the scolding people, there are also many people who are analyzing the weakness of the armor.

   "What's the situation with the turtle shell?"

   "The settings of the official website mention that it is related to superconductivity... But it doesn't say how it works, nor what the principle is."

   "Superconductivity... So can't conductive shells work?"

   "Maybe it's true. Besides, the quality of the electromagnetic gun is inherently strong, and the electrical conductivity is strong. Our few shots seemed to be hits. Maybe we didn't touch others."

  The so-called Meissner effect is the repulsion of the magnetic field in the process of the phase transition of the superconductor from the ordinary state to the superconducting state.

  According to the description on the official website forum, when the projectile is close to the Prowler tank, it will phase transition to a superconducting state for some reason.

   At the same time, the Prowler tank itself is also providing a magnetic field, and the superconductor entering the magnetic field will form a lossless induced current on the surface, resulting in a magnetic field of the same magnitude and opposite direction as the magnetic field provided by the tank.

   On the surface, the cannonball was bounced off by the armor. In fact, the cannonball did not touch the armor at all, but was bounced off by the magnetic field at an infinitely close distance.

   With the wedge-shaped armor with a large inclination, the general kinetic energy weapon can't break its defense at all, at most it can scratch the surface of the armor.

  The only thing that makes Mole happy is that although the boss battle is not going well, the overall balance of victory is still on their side.

The goal of the    mission is not to wipe out the enemy tanks in the encounter, but to raid the airport on the north side of the Lost Valley, 150 kilometers away from the battlefield.

  Although the "prowler" is strong and unreasonable, it is only a car after all.

   His last command to "break the whole into pieces" and "divide and move forward" finally played some role, and the good brothers who were destroyed and dropped were not as many as expected.

   After taking huge casualties, 15 Panzer IIs still managed to get out of communication range.

   For the remaining nearly 100 kilometers of off-road sections, two to three hours should be enough.

  If nothing else, they should be able to get there before the sun goes down.

  As the one who stayed behind to stop the pursuers, the only thing he can do now is to trust his teammates...

   shook his drowsy head, and Mole, who had been disconnected for a while, finally woke up from the coma dragging his crumbling consciousness.

   Half an hour ago, his tank was shot.

   At that time, he didn't feel anything at all, he only felt his feet tremble, and then there was a line of light blue pop-up windows [disconnected] in front of him.

   And it's still the kind that can't even go back!

   Since the No. 60 electromagnetic gun used by the No. 2 B-type car is equipped with a metal hydrogen battery, it is basically impossible to survive once it is broken down.

   So after finding himself dropped, Mole has almost lost all hope of reconnecting.

   However, there was no countdown of the resurrection CD in the helmet, which still rekindled a glimmer of hope in his already cold heart.

   Maybe it was this persistence that moved the server. After trying for nearly half an hour, he returned to the tank in a trance.

   Actually connected!

   Finding that the "lighter" didn't blow up, Mole had no time to rejoice, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately got off the assembly line and called the other two crew members up.

   But now it seems...

   The only one who managed to get back together with himself seems to be the driver sitting in front of his left leg.

   As for the one in front of his right leg, he had turned into a pool of sticky blood and scorched meat, and even the manager might not recognize him.

   "Mom..."

  The mole clicked his tongue.

   Even with the protection of the sensory filter, looking at the **** corpse, he still couldn't control his scalp tingling.

   If this game can get the version number, his name will be written upside down!

   Resisting the churning in his stomach, he began to check the condition of the tank.

  The shell hit the lower armor on the right side of the hull. Although the sturdy hull, the engine and the power-based human flesh loader were shot across, luckily the turret was not damaged.

  The fuel tank on the left is still good, eliminating the risk of fire.

The    metal hydrogen battery was on the right side of the nose, and it was only a little bit scratched by the shell, but fortunately it was only a little short.

  The mole tried to charge the capacitor, but found that the charging switch did not respond at all, and the indicator light was red.

   Confirming the damage, he immediately called out to the driver in front of his left leg.

   "The capacitor is broken! How is your situation?"

"The engine is scrapped! The transmission structure of the chassis is broken, and it can be returned to the factory directly... Grass, there are infantry outside," squeezed among the twisted steel, the physique player who drove the car put his eyes close to the observation hole and shouted nervously. , "It's from the Falcon Kingdom!"

   Hearing that there were infantry approaching outside, Mole's heart suddenly tightened, and he leaned on the periscope and turned to the due west facing the front of the car.

  I saw nine people limping down from the sand dunes over there. The clothes and weapons should be the light infantry of the Falcon Kingdom's first armored motorcycle thousand people.

   They were carrying rifles in their hands and anti-tank rocket launchers on their backs, and they were carefully dispersing towards this unexploded No. 2 tank destroyer.

   His Adam's apple moved, and Mole took off the LD-50 carbine hanging on the inside of the turret and unfolded the foldable butt.

   "...You go and fix the capacitors, and I'll fix them."

   "Repairing capacitors?!" The physique player was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Mole in surprise, "What's the use of repairing that thing? The metal bullet of the electromagnetic gun can't break the defense of that thing at all."

   The five electromagnetic cannons fired at the same time just now, and that thing didn't even move.

  According to the analysis of the old buddies on the forum, the armor is probably designed for electromagnetic guns. As long as it is a metal warhead, it will be suppressed by Tian, ​​and there is no way to do it.

  As for armor-piercing and high-explosive shells...

   They have tried all the methods that can be used.

   "It's just a chance anyway..." Mole said solemnly, "Although it may not work, I want to try again."

"Fine……"

  The player nodded, squeezed out of the deformed seat, and found the toolbox next to the loader.

   The broken capacitor is right next to the loader's right foot.

   Looking at the blood carbonized by the electric current and the thread ends that were completely cut off, the player couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

   A mole's voice came from overhead.

   "Can it be repaired?"

   he bit the bullet and said.

"……I try my best."

"give it to you."

   Mole took a deep breath, grabbed the handle of the turret hatch with his left hand, and grabbed the LD-50 with his right hand, intending to get out of the turret and fire before the infantrymen attached it.

   However, at this moment, not far outside the tank body, there was a sudden sound of gunfire.

   Hearing the sound of the gunshot, Mole was suddenly surprised.

   The sound of LD-47? !

   After playing the wasteland OL for so long, he can't even hear the gunshots of his own family.

  The Mole didn't hesitate, and immediately turned the periscope to the direction of the gunshot.

  I saw Irena lying on the sand dune on the right front of the tank body, firing her LD-47 at the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom below the dune.

   In addition to Lao Na, the Elf King Fugui and the other three armored grenadiers of the Skeleton Corps fired together.

   As the infantry players of the Skeleton Corps, they are relatively high on the server in terms of combat awareness and sequence level.

   The ten-man team below the dunes were caught off guard by the condescending firepower, and they were quickly beaten into a sieve and fell into a pool of blood.

   Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Mole clicked on the VM with his index finger, and immediately switched to Irena's communication channel.

   "Lao Na! What's the situation over there?"

   "We're all OK, we just killed a team... What the hell? Are you still alive?" Hearing the mole's voice, Irena, who was reloading, was shocked.

   Just now, he was lying in the foxhole and was stunned by a high-explosive bomb. When he went offline and went to the forum, he happened to see Mole's post, and thought this guy was gone.

   It turned out that the good guy was even connected!

  When did the recovery ability of the agility type become as strong as the constitution type? !

   "Hey, I've been a non-chief for a long time, isn't it very normal for the European emperor once? There seems to be something wrong with the hearing, but it's not a big problem. It's just that our tank is probably scrapped, and my driver is still rushing to repair..."

  Eu Huang once was okay.

  Irena couldn't help but look a little weird.

   Is it not blood loss to use European qi to save one's life?

   Anyway, save it until the time of the lottery...

   However, now is not the time to complain.

   Seeing that the Mole was still alive, he asked immediately.

   "Can your tank be repaired?!"

"The engine is probably dead, but the on-board capacitors should be ok, all the broken wires are connected and it's done...probably." Seeing the big brother who repaired the car turned his head and rolled his eyes, the mole was behind again Added a word.

   Irena swallowed.

   "Then... how do you fix it now?"

   Mole took a deep breath to calm down.

   "Can you see that Prowler?"

  Irena picked up the telescope hanging around her neck and looked around.

   After a while, he replied.

   "Can't see...Wait, there's a big smoke from the southwest, heading our way!"

   "Well, I guess I heard your gunshots. I guess he should come over to take a look." Mole said.

   The Elf King Fugui, who was lying beside Irena, also looked over there and muttered.

   "It's weird...Isn't that iron lump's engine not generating heat? Why can't you see any heat source."

   He felt strange just now.

  The other tanks were glowing white from the heat.

   Only the Prowler was black in his "thermal vision".

   "It is normal to not see the heat source, but not to be able to see it."

  The Mole took a deep breath and slowly continued, "Listen... Whether we succeed or not, we now have one chance, and only one."

The brethren of the    Corps fell silent, waiting for his orders.

   Mole paused and continued.

   "At your current location, there is a light tank that broke down on the northwest side... If I remember correctly, it was destroyed by 155."

  Irena asked immediately.

"and then?"

   Mole: "Find a way to activate it!"

  Irena looked bewildered.

   "Damn it... I've never driven a tank."

   said, he quickly looked at the elf king Fugui, trying to see the reliable expression on this guy's face, but the latter was also confused.

   Alliance trucks are not difficult to drive, as long as you have hands.

   But tanks are another matter.

   Not to mention that it is not their own tank, but the opposite.

but……

  It doesn't matter to the mole.

   He didn't expect the Conqueror V's 60mm "small water pipe" to pose any threat to the Prowler tank.

   took a deep breath, he said seriously.

   "It doesn't matter! Just follow my instructions..."

   on the Gobi Desert.

   Hearing the news that the infantry was in contact with the enemy, Stan commanded the driver, turned the direction, and headed towards the sand dunes to the northeast.

   There is a destroyed Alliance tank there.

   However, unlike other tanks, it did not burst into flames like a lighter, but simply lay down under the reverse **** of the dune.

  Since the Alliance tanks scattered and fled, Stan didn't have time to confirm the destruction, so he handed it over to the infantry of the 1st Moto Thousand.

   However, he never thought...

  These **** can't even do the job.

   "... Eleventh Infantry, report your situation immediately!"

  On the other end of the communication channel, there was only a sizzling electric sound.

   From the sound of the gunshots to the present, he has waited for a long time without getting a response.

  Stan's eyes burned with anger, and he couldn't help but curse.

   "These rubbish..."

   threw the communicator on the shelf next to the water bottle, he pressed the switch again, activated the Meissner effect armor, and ordered the driver.

   "To the northeast of the target, keep moving forward at a speed of thirty yards!"

   The driver replied cleanly.

"receive!"

   In the rolling yellow sand in the distance, he could not see a trace of a human figure, but he could not have misheard the sound of gunshots a few minutes ago. He estimated that the driver who climbed out of the tank was struggling to the death.

  Stan didn't pay attention to those few fish that slipped through the net. What made him angry was that those infantrymen couldn't even do this job of cleaning the battlefield.

   What a waste to give the tanks of His Majesty the Great Marshal to these bastards!

  The goal is getting closer.

With    eyes glued to the sights, Stan kicked the driver's seat, who stopped the tank knowingly.

not far away.

   At the foot of the sand dunes 2 kilometers away, the wreckage of a desert-colored tank lay quietly.

  The armor under the head was printed with a large twisted hole, which was directly punched through.

  The turret slumped there motionless, just as it was more than an hour ago.

   With this level of damage, the tank is definitely scrapped, but the occupants inside are not necessarily killed directly, and there is still a half probability of surviving.

   Looking at the ten corpses 200 meters in front of the wreckage of the tank, Stan sneered in his heart.

   There are no footprints around the tank.

   There is no blood.

  80% of the crew members who survived are still hiding in the tank and pretending to be dead.

   "Reload high-explosive bombs." Stan ordered in an icy voice, intending to send his opponent the last leg.

"receive!"

   The loader sitting in the car quickly pulled out the armor-piercing projectile from the gun chamber, replaced it with an orange-colored projectile and stuffed it into the gun chamber.

   However, just when Stan was about to add a high-explosive bomb to the wreckage of the tank, the armor on his side was suddenly hit.

   A short and crisp sound scraped from the body of the car.

   It was not so much a cannon as a toothpick scratched on the blackboard.

   You can guess from the sound that the caliber of this shell is not even 100mm.

  Stan tutted impatiently and motioned the driver to turn the car body 60 degrees to the left, towards the direction the shell came from.

   However, when he saw the tank through the scope, he was slightly stunned.

   Conqueror 5?

   "That's our tank?"

The    driver also noticed the problem and looked back at Stan in confusion.

  Stan frowned, but soon realized something, sneered and opened the weapon safety.

   "...just a few dying bugs."

   Who does a 60mm water pipe look down on?

   was still lying there motionless.

   It is estimated that these people didn't even know how to drive the tank!

   At the same time, in the Conqueror V light tank that was targeted, Irena was busy stuffing the shells into the barrels.

  At the same time as he pulled down the breech block, he did not forget to shout to the rich brother who was sitting on the gun emplacement.

   "Did you hit?"

   "Hit!" With his eyes firmly attached to the sight, the Elf King Fugui replied casually.

  Irena asked curiously.

"is that useful?"

   "There's... a hammer!"

   Looking at the Prowler Tank, which was facing the barrel, the face of the Elf King Fugui instantly turned green.

  Although he knew he wouldn't die, even though he knew this was the game world, he was still a group of panicked people being pointed at by the black muzzle.

   That terrifying sense of coercion went straight into the depths of my soul...

   He seemed to have seen the end of himself being blasted into a pile of scum.

   "Nima... Can this mole really work?"

   Looking at the stiff expression on his face, Irena has already guessed something, and said with a subtle expression.

   "It's pointless to ask this, you can only trust him once... Anyway, do it again before you die?"

   "MMP... ah ah ah! Grass!" The Elf King Fugui scolded and roared, "I'm fighting with you!"

   At the moment when the fire flickered in that shot, he almost reflexively pulled the trigger to fire.

   The flames spewed from the 60mm water pipe almost licked the warhead of the high-explosive bomb.

   The fire of the explosion engulfed the turret in an instant!

   The two of them didn't even hear the sound of the explosion coming from the steel, and they were smashed into a sieve by the fragments that fell from the inside of the steel and the shrapnel poured into the car body.

   This time, it doesn't matter if it's agility or physique, it's all dead and can't die anymore.

but--

   Stan, who destroyed them, didn't have time to ridicule his opponent's self-control, and the sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth was frozen on his face forever.

  The angular wedge-shaped armor was folded inward in a twisted posture, and the 20-kilogram "steel needle", like a mallet hitting a rice cake, directly smashed the car body into two pieces.

The last frame of    that stayed on his retina was the blown turret and the exploding flames.

   Till death...

   He didn't even know what happened.

   At the same time, in the scrapped No. 2 B-type tank destroyer, electric sparks were jumping vigorously, and the power system brothers who had been dead for more than an hour fluttered their **** legs.

  The capacitor that has just been repaired is completely scrapped this time.

   The physique driver, who was lying beside him to inspect the equipment, was also twitched by the electric shock.

   shook his head.

   As soon as the player regained consciousness, he hurriedly crawled to the observation window of the driver's seat, and anxiously put his eyes up to take a look.

   When he saw the burning flame on the dune, he was completely shocked.

   "...Fuck!?"

   blurted out a national curse, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the regiment commander sitting under the turret.

   "It became...?"

   "Hmm..." Mole was also choked up by the electricity, but because of the distance, it wasn't as exaggerated as him.

   "Fantastic!!!" The player swallowed and clenched his fists excitedly and asked, "Brother, how did you do it?"

   Mole who was leaning on the seat completely relaxed his tensed shoulders and spoke to him patiently.

"The Meissner effect is not only for the superconductor close to the magnetic field, the force against the change of the magnetic flux also acts on the superconductor far away from the magnetic field... So at the moment when the gun is fired, the field must be released, otherwise the phase-change projectile will not fly at all. Get out. It has two options, either turn off the magnetic field or turn off the field that makes the conductor phase transition."

   "Whichever you choose, as long as Newton's coffin is still covered...that's the best shooting window."

   "As long as it fires the instant it fires, as long as it hits it before its armor reappears... hopefully it will be destroyed."

   After a pause, he continued.

   "Of course... this is just my speculation."

  Also thanks to Meissner effect armor.

   If it is a deflector shield, then this kind of thing is beyond the scope of high school physics.

  If he can't even figure out the principle, he really has no idea.

  Although he was stunned, the physique player still swallowed.

   "...but you guessed it."

   Mole nodded and smiled weakly.

   "Accurately speaking, it was the right bet..."

   Lost the protection of the Meissner effect armor, no matter how thick the alloy armor is, it is just a piece of paper in front of the 60 MJ electromagnetic gun.

   The moment when the index finger releases the switch.

   He felt his back soaked with sweat, but there was still a smile of relief on his face.

  Despite heavy casualties, the Skeleton Corps finally wiped out the opposing tank troops, and even destroyed the Prowlers who were almost impossible to destroy...

   Although it was impossible to fail to arrive at the airport on time, this was the best result he could achieve.

   At least 15 more tanks reinforced the past.

   And the most difficult prowler has been solved.

   With the micro-manipulation of the "ace pilot", it should not be a problem to persist for a few minutes.

   I don't know if the manager can see his efforts, anyway, he has seen the golden pop-up window in his hallucination.

  【Congratulations to "Fugitive Mole in the Canyon"...Wait for a group of players to win the first kill of the "Prowler" tank! 】

   Can leave such a line on the monument of the Alliance——

   This life is worth it!

   On the other side, a distant and peaceful world.

  No matter how intense the battle situation is on the front line, the atmosphere here is always the most relaxed, and it is a common harbor for players and cloud players.

  Irena, who has been offline, has already eaten melon with everyone in the forum.

   Hearing that the Mole was planning to single out the Prowler, the cloud players who were still discussing the weakness of this BOSS just now asked Professor Aite Yang to come over and open a game for everyone to bet.

  Irena: "Don't gamble, Mole hasn't come down for so long, I guess 80% have already done it. Isn't the opening at this time giving money? (funny

   At this time, Mosquito suddenly interjected.

   "How do you know he wasn't embarrassed to go to the forum because he was embarrassed?"

  Ye Shi: "Damn it! It makes sense!"

  Xinghe couldn't sleep: "Cough, the big brothers of the Skeleton Corps, how about you? The tank fell into the pit? The chewing gum I'm waiting for will be chewed into rubber."

  Irena: "Cough, we encountered an armored division, but it has been resolved... By the way, what happened to you? What's the situation with you?"

  Xinghe didn't fall asleep: "Hey, Mofa, we were bitten by a fighter jet, and we were able to dodge a round of cannons and an unknown missile."

  Crows: "Isn't the nuclear bomb about to take off? Σ(゜ロ゜;

  Teng Teng: "!!!"

  Stop talking about calves: "Fuck me!?"

   The life professional players who peeped at the screen were instantly blown up.

  Xinghe didn't fall asleep: "Cough, I shot the last missile to the airport before I dropped the line, although the range was a bit too high... but it shouldn't be a problem!"

   Elf King Fugui: "A missile? Is it powerful enough?"

   Galaxy does not fall asleep: "Metal hydrogen charge, brother! That's metal hydrogen! It must be enough! T.T"

   You don't even need to hit the plane, as long as you blow up the airport runway, the plane will naturally not be able to fly.

  Irena: "Hey, that's good. By the way, what about Luo Yu? Why didn't you see that guy? (funny

  Xinghe doesn't dream: "emmm...I don't know, I'm just wondering."

   (end of this chapter)

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