This Game is Too Real Chapter 492

  A plain about 60 kilometers away from the capital.

After    ordered the entire army to infiltrate the enemy's territory in units of 100, Commander Springs led a 100-man team to cross several miles across the darkened wheat fields, and finally reached the nearest road.

  The three infantry squads spread out immediately, advancing in an arrow formation along the road and on both sides of the road while searching. "Speaking of which, the wheat is fully ripe, and no one has harvested it." Walking in front of him, he buried himself in the soil, stretched out a grain of wheat and gently rubbed it in his hand. He looked closely at the grain of turquoise that had been drilled out of it. Bud tip.

   As the saying goes, "the starting point is the first, nine are mature, ten are harvested, ten are mature, and one is lost", wait until the wheat is fully ripe before harvesting, at least

   The yield will be reduced by 40 to 50 kilograms, and the quality of the crops will also be much worse.

  If you catch up with continuous rainy weather and the wheat germinates or becomes mildewed, the loss will be even greater. Fortunately, the oasis rarely rains, and the freshwater resources are supplied by the river embankment and preserved in the infiltrated soil. "...It's normal. The mobilization of the Falcon Kingdom has reached the final stage. The entire social production activities are stagnant. Not to mention that the wheat is ripe and no one is harvesting it. Even if it is received in the granary, it will not be sent to the dining table of ordinary citizens."

   glanced at the endless wheat field next to him, Commander Quan Shui smacked his tongue regretfully. What a pity this fertile black land.

  If this land is handed over to the life professional players of the alliance for development, the yield per mu can be even more than a thousand catties.

   If it is matched with the high-quality seeds provided by the CNC planting tower and the Biological Research Institute, two thousand kilograms is not a problem! "Are you going to set fire?" I asked eagerly. "It's not necessary," Springwater Commander said succinctly. "Our targets are industrial facilities and transportation hubs. There is no point in destroying farmland."

   Destroying farmland on a large scale requires the use of defoliation agents.

   It's just that setting fires can't burn a few pieces of land, and it may also affect your own people who are interspersed in the fields, which is a waste of time and not much benefit.

   "Speaking of which, why didn't you put on the water arrow turtle suit." I took a look at the miner's exoskeleton on the spring, and I laughed the most.

   He wanted to ask when he got off the airship just now. Fountain rolled his eyes. "Starting from the starting point, you think I'm stupid."

The mobility of the    Destroyer 1 is too poor. With the addition of the shield backpack and the 120mm mortar with an autoloader, the wearing weight is close to a ton, and the power supply cannot run very fast.

   Besides, they are not going to fight with the Falcon or the regular army of the legion, but to infiltrate and destroy behind the enemy, it is really unnecessary to bring such a big fake iron coffin.

   Really need fire support, call the airship artillery and that's it.

While    was talking, a thunderous explosion came from the sky behind him. Commander Quan Shui glanced back.

   "The brothers of the Burning Corps have probably already landed." I said with the darkest expression on my face.

   "Damn it...why do all the good work belong to them, but we have to do this sneaky work!" Kakarot joked with a smile.

   "What is stealing chickens and dogs! This is called strategic sabotage, infiltration behind enemy lines!" "Okay, listening to you, this job of stealing chickens and dogs will instantly become taller." "Hahaha"

   Looking at the chatting and laughing teammates, Commander Quan Shui coughed.

   "We're here to sabotage, not for an outing... Everyone, be serious."

   "Since it's sabotage, shouldn't it be a little more vicious?

  Like this," I said with the darkest eyebrows, while trying to squeeze two taels of flesh out of my face, shaking the rifle at my waist, "Robbery! Hand over all the money in my pocket. "

   Looking at his bear appearance, Kakarot couldn't help laughing. "It's up to you to play the devil into the village."

   Izumi Commander held his forehead. This guy is helpless. "By the way, where do we go to find a factory?"

   Tomb Head Hunting Ghost sighed and looked helplessly at Brother Spring. Seeing that someone still cares about their mission, a gratified smile finally appeared on Quan Shui's face.

   "It's easy to say, just follow the vine and you're done."

   Road transportation is one of the supporting facilities of the industry. The resources and manpower of the survivors' settlements need to be transported to the industrial area through the road network to complete the production.

  The Falcon Kingdom is a classical militaristic country, and the spacious roads are generally dedicated to military facilities and military production units.

   So it is easy to identify high value targets. Just pick the widest roads around Falcon City, and follow the road to the front line.

   There are always several distribution centers on the road.

   As long as any logistics transfer bases are used, and through the local logistics information, it is necessary to find out where the materials were sent from. With the strategic depth of No. 2 Oasis, it will not be too difficult to locate the industrial zone.

   Coincidentally, everyone walked along the road for a while and happened to meet a tractor that broke down.

  The bare-armed man squatted beside the tractor and tightened the screws with a wrench, while another middle-aged man in a vest sat on the driver's seat and urged.

  I saw a group of people walking in the distance. The man sitting on the tractor didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was his own, but when he walked in, he found that the equipment of these people was completely different from the army of the Falcon Kingdom.

  Whether it is the exoskeleton with shiny breastplate, or the

   The assault rifles in his hands are by no means affordable for today's Falcon Kingdom.

   The man's face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly jumped out of the car and was about to drill into the wheat field, but he was carried back by a strong and powerful hand before he took two steps.

   "Run for what?" He carried the man back like a chicken, and A Nie sneered at him and said, "Did you do something bad?"

  Although he is a newbie, he is also a newcomer to the power system. He is just a little bit of power when he first enters the game.

   Whether it is arm strength or grip strength, it is at least 140% of that of an ordinary adult male. Naturally, it is not something that ordinary people can break free. That hand was like a pair of iron pliers, the person holding it couldn't move, no matter how hard he struggled, he didn't move at all, he just felt more and more pain in the grasped position.

   "No, no... Small dare," Seeing that he couldn't break free from the shackles of the soldiers in front of him, the driver of the tractor finally gave up his struggle and looked at him tremblingly, "Excuse me, sir...you,

  Which army are you from?”

   "Storm Corps" A Nie proudly replied.

   "Wind, Storm Troopers" The driver looked bewildered and had never heard of this designation at all.

   "What are you doing with so much nonsense?" After hearing the movement in front, I led someone up from behind, staring fiercely at the driver who was pinched, "Robbery! Hand over the valuables"

"Fight, robbery" The driver's face became even more confused, and he said incredulously, "Sir, you have just come here. If you want to robbery, you should find those nobles and poor ghosts like us who can't even afford food. money."

"Hey... that's right, I can't even afford the money." I nodded the darkest, with a hint of sympathy in my eyes, but I quickly realized that I was on a mission, so I took the vicious man again. The expression came out.

   "I don't care if you have money, hurry up and hand over all the valuables"

   Looking at the bright muzzle, the driver was about to cry. As for the man who repaired the car, he was completely frightened. He threw away the wrench and squatted beside the tractor with his head in his hands, shivering, and he didn't dare to move.

   rolled his eyes at the back of his second-hand, and Commander Quan Shui walked up to the frightened driver and stared into his eyes.

   "What's in the car?" the driver replied nervously. "…iron."

   Commander Springwater asked impatiently.

   "I know it's iron. I ask you what iron is, what is it used for, and where is it sent."

   Hearing this question, the driver immediately reacted. "This is... the iron products collected by the town of Rozland. We will send them to the William Industrial Zone according to the order of the logistics officer." William...

   seems to be the same name as the prince and marshal of the Falcon Kingdom. But that's not surprising.

   In a feudal kingdom with agriculture as its economic pillar, it is highly probable that only the royal family and the great nobles have that ability. Since the industrial area is the asset of the royal family, there is nothing wrong with naming it after a member of the royal family.

   I went to the tractor and took a look at the darkest place. I found that it was full of pots and pans, and muttered something. "What's the use of this thing."

   Commander Quan Shui ignored his muttering, stared at the man and continued to interrogate him.

   "What's the name of the factory you sent to, and what does it produce?"

   The tractor driver replied in an uncertain voice. "The name is No. 1 Foundry... Well, it seems to be the one that produces steel pipes." Steel pipes

   Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words.

   I put down the batch of goods on the tractor, and I was the darkest and most excited. "It's a seamless steel pipe"

   The driver replied in tears and laughed, "Big. Sir, I just

   A delivery guy, I really don't know... Just ask the factory manager there. "

   Steel pipes are just one of the products of that factory.

   Includes helmet, shovel, bayonet, military water bottle. The production lines of bullets and so on are all there, but he didn't dare to say. These people always gave him a bad feeling.

   "Good idea," Commander Quan Shui showed a smile on his face, patted his driver on the shoulder, and continued looking at the trembling man in front of him, "Can you take us to see your factory manager?"

  How dare that person say nothing, facing the gentle smile like a spring breeze, he only dares to nod like a chicken pecking rice.

  Quan Shui didn't talk nonsense, looked back at the teammates behind him, and waved.

   "Go, handcuff them."

   "What should I do with this tractor?" I looked at the tractor that had just been repaired next to me in the darkest, and felt that it was a pity to lose it. Quan Shui thought for a moment and had an idea in his heart.

   "The cargo on the car is thrown into the wheat field, the tractor... just take it with you first."

  Although he didn't think about the use of this thing, but if he could use it, he should take it with him.

  The Storm Corps was still advancing silently under the cover of night.

   At the same time, in Falcon City, dozens of kilometers away, the night was boiling like a burning flame.

   The sound of gunshots rose and fell one after another, like surging waves surrounding the towering castle in the center of Falcon City.

   The two centenarians who were the first to fill the city were quickly defeated.

The pilots of the    Alliance seemed to be carrying the ammunition of a 10,000-strong team, and the sudden sound of gunfire was as if the bullets cost no money. Not only that, they even removed the machine gun from the plane.

  The houses and walls of masonry structures in the urban area are like paper paste in front of 129mm caliber machine guns, and often people and walls are smashed into **** in a shuttle.

   Until the last moment of his life, Adem, the fool who went deep into the city to "encircle the enemy pilots", did not wait for reinforcements from the rear. However, what he didn't know was that his superior was not blind or deaf, but simply had no time to take care of him. The pilots of the alliance were obviously not satisfied with dealing with a few scumbags. At the same time as they surrounded him, they separated a group of people and attacked the gate of the castle, and started a fierce exchange of fire with the defenders at the gate.

   It is foreseeable that facing the suppression of the firepower of dozens of aircraft machine guns, the Falcon Kingdom soldiers with only a few bolt-action rifles are completely powerless to fight back.

   Seeing that the gunfire had burned to the bottom of his eyebrows, Myrdal made a decisive decision and immediately sent two loyal guards to the main gate of the castle with explosives, intending to blow up the gatehouse directly. Although this can't stop the Alliance from entering the castle, it can at least prevent the alliance from entering the castle.

   Buy some time before the Defence Forces arrive.

   However, at this moment, a gunshot sounded from the direction of the bell tower in the distance, and a string of blood mist exploded on the head of the guard who had just touched the front door of the castle.

   The guard next to him hadn't figured out the direction of the gunfire, and soon another bullet penetrated into his skull.

   This time, he didn't even hear the gunshot, and the man fell to the ground without a word. "two"

   reported the results on the communication channel, Ye Shi, who was lying on the top of the clock tower, searched for the edge of the castle with his eyes close to the scope.

   With the help of thermal imaging sights, the night is as eye-catching as the day to him, and all living things are invisible. And the perception of killing intent allows him to quickly judge whether his position is exposed and whether other snipers are staring at him.

   Controlling the rhythm of his breathing, he pulled the trigger again. Hearing the sound of a gunshot, in the distance near the gate of the castle, another guard had his head shot and fell heavily to the side. The constant casualties put so much psychological pressure on the defenders near the castle gates that even the most loyal soldiers began to feel terrified.

   Compared with the suppression of the firepower of the machine gun and the beep of the fighter dive, it is obvious that the sniper who puts the cold gun is more numb to the scalp. The sudden burst of machine gun fire may not be able to kill the veterans who have been dying on the battlefield all the year round, but the sniper rifle that is ambushed outside the range, almost as long as the gunshots are fired, someone will surely die. Experience has become useless.

   Everyone crouching behind the cover became meat on the chopping board. No one knows who will be targeted next.

   In the face of the fierce and tacit offensive of the alliance, the defense line at the main entrance of the castle is collapsing backwards... "... three"

   calmly withdrew from the cartridge case in the gun chamber, Ye Shi took a deep breath, and began to search for the next higher-value target. At the same time, the fighting in the city has basically ended. Hearing the sound of gunshots coming from a distance, Old Bai pulled out a hot hatchet from a corpse, raised his index finger and pressed it against the side of the helmet. "The city has been cleared."

   The sound of a gust of wind soon came from the communication channel. "Nice job, continue to advance to the palace" "Received!"

  Old Bai grinned, hung the hot melt cutting axe on the exoskeleton, and picked up the rifle hanging on his chest again. Occasionally playing assist is also a good feeling. But having said that, the Falcon Kingdom still has some masters. For example, the one he killed just now turned out to be an Awakener. He thought that the masters of this kingdom were all dead in the previous battle.

   One problem that seems to be hard to avoid in any game is that version changes can never keep up with the rhythm of players snowballing. Especially this kind of game that claims to be completely real, the "player"

The existence of    not only will not die, but will become stronger and stronger with the fight itself is full of outrageousness.

   He can clearly feel that their opponents are getting weaker and weaker. At first, a ten-man infantry squad could be equipped with one light machine gun, but now, let alone light machine guns, there are only thirty or so anti-aircraft guns left in the huge capital, and even two centenarians can't make up three machine guns.

   The almost frenzied mobilization has taken the last ounce of vitality in this kingdom.

   If the Falcon Kingdom a few months ago was still a hungry wolf armed to the teeth by a legion, now it is completely like a dying old dog.

   Rather than saying they were killed, they were dragged to death.

  Because the player will not die, no matter how the alliance mobilizes, as long as those NPCs that cannot be resurrected are not put into the front line on a large scale, the manpower pool will not change much, but instead a war fortune is made because of the support of the enterprise.

   In theory, in the face of any "non-player force", the alliance can use this unreasonable method to win. As long as industrial production does not stagnate, it can consume the opponent to death.

  Old Bai couldn't help but wonder how Ah Guang would deal with the expansion of his combat power in the later stage.

   However, now is clearly not the time to think about that. "...It's time to give this crumbling and broken house the last kick." Looking at the main entrance of the castle that had already been captured in the distance, Lao Bai grinned, and led a group of small players behind him to kill quickly in the direction of the castle. .

   At this moment, the castle is already a sea of ​​fire. The sound of panicked footsteps and the screaming one after another were heard.

   No one thought that the fire of war would burn to His Majesty's castle. Most people thought tonight was just an ordinary air raid, and while it would be tough, it wouldn't be too tough. But now--

   These naive ideas have all come to nothing.

   They, who have never been on the battlefield or even been affected by the war, finally realized the fear of death at this moment.

  The usually low-pitched servants have completely changed their appearance now, and the fear of death has completely torn off their respectful masks.

  Those who want to survive hide and escape desperately, while those who give up their survival are completely reduced to beasts at the last moment of their lives.

  Some people jumped into the sink, some people hid in the back kitchen stove, and some people fought over the cupboards. Worried about being insulted by the soldiers of the alliance, a noble lady chose to hang herself. However, before she kicked off the chair under her feet, the old servant who rushed in from the door snatched her and her clothes off. "what are you doing"

   "Be honest, you're going to die anyway, what do you care about Lao Tzu?

  What?”

   Changed from the humility and flattery of the past, the aged old servant stared at the snow-white, mung bean-like eyes full of madness and greed.

   With what their soldiers did on the front lines, their enemies couldn't let them go, they didn't know where to go, they just wanted to stay away from here.

   As soon as she got downstairs, she ran into the group of people who were attacking from outside the castle.

   "Although I don't dislike you guys throwing hugs, but... can we separate the occasions and wait until we're done playing?"

   Looking at the woman who suddenly rushed out, Ye Shi, who had just raised the muzzle, pressed the gun down again embarrassingly, and made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

   At this time, if the fire is not counted as manslaughter of civilians, it should not be counted...

   "Don't fool J8 anymore."

   He tore off a curtain and threw it on the woman's chest.

  Old Bai stared at her with a frightened look and asked in a couple of words. "where is your king"

  The woman clasped the curtain tightly with both hands, looked at him in horror, and stammered.

   "He... I saw him in the palace, and he sat there in the morning and never came out."

   Lao Bai continued to ask. "What about the other royal family members?" "I, I don't know... but I heard everyone say that they have to hide in the dungeon." Out of the instinct of survival, she sold the others.

   Ye Shi made a joke.

   "Good guy, these people knew we were coming and locked themselves in." Gu Feng touched the bridge of his nose. "Just to avoid air strikes."

   The girl only had a thin cloth on her body, and his eyes really didn't know where to put them.

   Lao Bai nodded and waved to his teammates behind him.

   "Go to the Court"

   The others also reacted quickly and continued to push forward.

  The sound of gunfire spread from the vestibule to the main building of the castle. The two sides broke out in the narrow stairwell, and the Burning Corps, which had dispersed into the castle, began to clear the armed resistance from room to room.

   At the same time, the palace of the castle was silent, and the chaotic sounds and gunfire outside could hardly be heard here. Mongoth, sitting on the throne, looked at the silence outside the window.

  HIFIAN

   The night sky and the firelight under the night are slowly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

   He actually knows everything.

   As the owner of this kingdom, how could he not know what happened in this kingdom

   Since a month ago, there has been no good news from the front line, and even the deeds of a ten commander have to be boasted for a long time.

   This is clearly not a sign of imminent victory. At this moment, the door of the palace opened.

  Myrdal walked in quickly, and at the same time signaled the guards behind him to close the door.

   His face was covered in blood, and he suffered at least two gunshot wounds on his body. He even walked with a limping posture, which showed that the battle was terrifying. Kneeling down on one knee under the steps in front of the throne, he said in a sincere voice.

   "Your Majesty, the soldiers of the Alliance have captured the main gate of the castle! Please follow me to the underground passage in the backyard immediately.

  Mongoth retracted his gaze from the window and looked at him, but did not get up, but called out his name slowly. "Myrdal." "Your Majesty"

   "Tell me... do you think I did something wrong?" Myrdal was stunned.

   Looking at Myrdal who didn't speak, Mungot continued to say

road.

   "I want to hear the truth... In the name of the Sand Sea Spirit, every word you say next is the truth from your heart."

   "I... don't know, Your Majesty," Myrdal lowered his head, the urgency and anxiety in his eyes were suddenly replaced by a trace of confusion, "The truth is, I don't know, I don't know where our future is."

  The embankment of Oasis No. 2 is disappearing, the area of ​​the oasis is decreasing every year, and it will take a few centuries for the great desert to engulf them - just like Oasis No. 2 that has disappeared. The Spirit of the Sand Sea did not bestow its favor on each of his children equally. They neither had the vast land of the Lion Kingdom, nor the estuary of the Hump Kingdom, and even the honey badger and the golden lizard were innate conditions. Can't compare.

   They have no choice but war. But keep fighting...

   He also couldn't see where the future was.

  The Willands didn't tell them where the end was, let alone where they should go in a world ruled by the Willands...

  Mongoth closed his eyes, did not comment on Myrdal's answer, just sat there indifferently, as if waiting for something.

   At this time, the gate of the palace was violently smashed open, and the five soils. Looking at the soldiers who appeared at the door, Myrdal reflexively clenched the saber at his waist, but his movements stopped when he faced the dark muzzles. No doubt.

   Even if he is a strong awakened twice, without automatic weapons, it is impossible to defeat a group of awakened awakened people with guns.

   The opponent can beat him and the saber in his hand into a sieve with just the movement of his fingers.

   and Lao Bai exchanged glances, Gu Feng stepped forward, stopped in the center of the palace, and looked up at the man sitting on the throne.

   That old man.

   He is like a weak and ordinary old man, and he does not see the slightest majesty that a king should have, just like the kingdom under his feet that has run out of oil.

  The scythe of the **** of death has been placed on his neck. The wind looked at him and said.

   "Surrender, you have already lost."

  Mongoth looked at the man in front of him calmly, his dry lips slowly opened and closed and said. "The Falcon Royal Family will not surrender."

   was not surprised by his words, Gu Feng looked at him blankly and continued. "We're not here to ask for your opinion."

   "We've occupied this castle, what you say, even dead or alive, doesn't matter to us."

   "We will declare to the public that you have surrendered, and the Confederate flag flying on the top of the castle is the best proof. We use your face to synthesize the image, use your channel to speak out, and tell your taxis

   Soldiers turned against the Alliance, opened fire on the Willands... I'm sure some will do it, even if most people hesitate. "This war will not end, we will continue to fight in your land, the city of Triumph will send his army as you wish and declare a never-ending expedition, and we have no reason to back, we will be here Fight until the last man, until this place turns from an oasis to a desert, until you shed the last drop of blood..."

  Myrdal felt cold hands and feet when he heard the words, and looked at the young man in surprise.

   The pupils of Meng Ge sitting on the throne shrank slightly, and suddenly seemed to understand something, with a tragic smile on his face. "Is this your manager's order?" "The starting point is not important."

Gu Feng looked at him blankly and continued, "The last right thing you can do for this country, this desert... is to sign the unconditional surrender agreement, and then order the entire army to lay down their weapons and go to Bicester. The town is surrendered."

   "Then we will go to hell." Mungot said calmly, "Everyone will ride on our heads... I'd rather die like a glorious warrior." Wind said indifferently.

   "No, we are different from the Willands, we won't kill you all, you can start over."

   "Of course, if you refuse this last chance, I can guarantee that your nightmare has just begun." Munger stared at him intently,

   Those turbid pupils were motionless, as if weighing the pros and cons, and also judging whether the man in front of him was trustworthy. The atmosphere of silence lasted a long time between the two. Finally, the old man slowly closed his eyes as if he had figured out something. "Which side is hell, we can only leave it to future generations to evaluate... In any case, we have indeed lost."

   These words seemed to take away all his strength. He relaxed his tensed shoulders and slowly leaned against the icy throne. "Starting from the starting point, I surrender."

   When he heard the voice of relief wafting from his dry lips, whether it was Myrdal standing in the palace, or the soldiers lying at the door burying the gunshots, they all breathed a sigh of relief. it is finally over…

  Myrdal suddenly and unexpectedly discovered that he didn't know when to start, and what he was praying for was not victory, but only an end. Whether it's decent or not~

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