This Game is Too Real Chapter 705

  Chapter 705 The enemy not only refuses to surrender, but even wants to play big

  In a dark broken house.

  Moisture and mildew are crawling on the surrounding walls, and it seems that even the air is polluted. The dim candlelight only illuminated a small part of the ground, and most of the space was filled with darkness.

  The environment here is like a rat hole.

  The rotten and moldy smell penetrated into the tip of his nose, and Rajesh, who was tied to the chair by the hemp rope, slowly opened his eyes.

  Memories before coma flooded into his mind like a tide, and he struggled subconsciously for a while, but it had no effect other than causing a creaking sound.

  He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and managed to see clearly the young man standing in front of him through the dim light.

   This person is none other than the kid who found him before and said that he wanted to take him to meet the boss on this street.

Now it seems…

  I was probably sold.

   Now he only hopes that the other two teammates can be smarter and bring out the information about the bribed residents near the Governor's Mansion from here.

   "How much did you sell me for?"

   Asin said calmly.

   "Gifts are free."

   "It seems that the alliance has given you a lot of benefits." Looking at the calm boy, Rajesh sneered, and looked around, "Where is this? Is it where you dispose of the corpses?"

   Asin said with a blank face.

"my home."

  Rajesh's expression froze slightly.

  His first reaction was, can people live in this ghost place?

  But soon, he narrowed his eyes, stared at this guy and said.

   "You are a citizen of the empire."

   Asin said calmly.

   "That's right, and it's the mouse you look down on the most."

   "No one looks down on you, it's you who look down on yourself... don't you?"

  Rajesh panted lightly, glanced at the rope binding his arms, then looked at the young guy, and said slowly.

"Look what you've done? While a brave werewolf was fighting for the good of the Empire, a little mouse stabbed him in the back. Nobody likes a pack of sneaky rats, but it ain't Because they are called mice, but because they are shameless, despicable, and obscene, because they only have profit in their eyes. They can send their daughters and wives to be prostitutes, and they don't have even the slightest bit of righteousness in their hearts...In other words It's you, would you like such a person?"

  He expected a look of shame on the lad's face, or at least a little bit of shame.

  However, after listening to his words, Ah Xin just smiled coldly, and even imitated his tone, speaking slowly.

   "Is that all you want to say?"

   He had heard worse insults.

   This kind of oblique swearing doesn't even count as tickling.

"It's not too late for you to turn around now...Your wisdom should be used on the right path, His Majesty will forgive your momentary confusion, and you don't want to go back to reincarnation with your sins and shame on your back." Rajesh still had a trace of hope in his eyes , I hope this young man can find his way back.

Unfortunately.

  He was still expecting the wrong thing after all.

   "It's too late, I've already decided what kind of beast I will be in my next life."

  With a hint of sarcasm in his voice, Asin dropped the sentence coldly, then looked at the iron man wearing an exoskeleton behind him, and said respectfully.

"My lord, it's him... When we were demolishing the slums, he sneaked in with two people, trying to find out about you. They thought they were hiding carefully, but the meat-eating people and the dirt-chewing rats Even the air they exhale is different, no matter how much dust and mud they put on their faces, we can recognize them at a glance."

  By chance, he nodded in satisfaction.

"good."

  Finally seeing the exoskeleton clearly, Rajesh's face lost all color, and his trembling lips turned slightly white.

   After all, he is a man with backbone, he stiffened his neck and said in a cold voice.

   “…I won't say anything.”

  However, when the "iron man" heard it, he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"It doesn't matter. We didn't expect to find anything from you. You are not an officer who makes a battle plan. You are just a scout at best. But it is a surprise to catch you. Our original expectation is that the locals will not It's fine to get in the way, and I even assumed that there would be a disadvantageous street battle with transparent intelligence items, but I didn't expect...they were so enthusiastic.”

   As he spoke, he looked at Xin by accident, smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder.

   "Good job, he is the person we are looking for, I am very satisfied with this gift, next... can I trouble you to make him disappear? It is not very good for you if these three are alive?"

  From what he said just now, it can be concluded that he did not arrest the wrong person.

  The reason why he came to take a look was just to prevent this guy from catching some civilians and killing them as soldiers in order to please himself.

   Axin understood and nodded respectfully.

   "Leave it to me."

  By chance, he nodded in satisfaction, got up and left the room.

  He began to like this little brother a little bit.

  The dilapidated door panel was closed, watching the ray of moonlight that leaked through the crack of the door disappear, a hint of despair gradually appeared on Rajesh's face.

  He looked at Ah Xin who was standing at the door, and his Adam's apple moved. Out of the instinct of survival, he couldn't help begging for mercy in the end.

   "Don't kill me, can you spare my life..."

   It seemed that just saying that was not strong enough, he swallowed and continued.

"I have five more kids to raise, Jatin is about your age, Tarun is seven, and Amy... please spare my life for their sake, I won't tell Arayan about you General, just pretend we haven't seen it before."

   In fact, he is not afraid of death.

   It's just that if he must die, he would rather die on the battlefield than in this stinky ditch, having his throat bitten off by a disgusting rat.

  Ah Xin just looked at him blankly, then suddenly raised his head to look at the ceiling that seemed to fall down at any time.

   "Do they live in this ghost place like my brothers and sisters?"

   Rajesh froze.

   When he came back to his senses, the young man had already turned around and left the house...

  At the door of the crumbling dilapidated house, a dark group of people stood, blocking the path covered with broken bricks.

  Led by the dog clansman Kunal, this group of poor people stood in a row, looking respectfully at Asin who walked out of the house following in the footsteps of the iron man.

   It's like watching a king.

   Asin, who was standing in front of the door, stopped for a moment, first glanced at the bare ruins around him, and then looked back at the dilapidated house with the red cloth hanging behind him.

  He didn't live here a few days ago. Before the gray wolf army came, he had already moved his family to Tulip Street next to the port.

A Willant man who lost his money in business sold the real estate there. It was a three-story hardcover bungalow, covering an area of ​​two to three hundred square meters, but the price was only fifty double-headed cows. Or equivalent Xilan coins.

  He was the only bidder, and he spent less than two million in total.

   And just over a week ago, a Rat tribe boy wanted to buy a house there with Xilan coins, which was simply a fantasy.

  The house near the Governor's Mansion has been demolished in sevens and eights, and even the muck has been carted away, leaving him alone.

  He originally planned to demolish this place after the other houses were demolished, but at this moment, no matter how he looked at it, he suddenly felt that this dilapidated house was an eyesore.

too ugly.

   Even a dead dog that fell into the sewer said that this is where the corpses are disposed of.

   "Tear it down."

  Hearing the indifferent voice, Kunal nodded respectfully.

   "Obey!"

   Three full days have passed since the Gray Wolf Army marched to King Gallon Port.

  And during these three days, all the soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army have also experienced what it means to be popular and popular.

   It only took three days for the residents of the outskirts of King Gallen Port to welcome the king, and they helped these noble wolf warriors dig all the fortifications.

   And without charging a penny.

  A series of unfathomable trenches surrounded the port, like giant pythons entangled the entire settlement.

but-

   Those survivors who received money, the money in their hands is actually not very reliable, for fear that these imperial soldiers will win.

  If these big-headed soldiers have suffered a bit at the hands of the alliance, and they come back to the trenches, I am afraid they will have to be liquidated.

   Moreover, for some reason recently, the price of beans has risen sharply. Originally, five or six Xilan coins could buy a catty, but now it has risen to seven or eight.

   If it continues to rise like this, buying beans is not as cost-effective as buying black bread, and those who are poorer can only eat two more meals of dirt.

  The suffocating breath weighed on everyone's head, except for the fun people in the settlement and the soldiers outside the settlement.

  The situation is very good, but General Arayan, who is in command of the front line, can't help but have a hidden worry in his heart.

  His right-hand man, Rajesh, has been missing for five full days, and now the information in the city is a fog to him.

  Although his subordinates have arrested some survivors in the suburbs for questioning, most of those people have never been to the port in their lives, and some of them are full of nonsense.

   It is a taboo to attack rashly without knowing the opponent. At least he needs to figure out the deployment and firepower configuration of the Rowell camp before he can decide how many troops and how much equipment to invest in the next battle.

  Even if the gray wolf army is the trump card of the empire, their logistics is not unlimited. No matter how much they despise their opponents, they still have to be careful when fighting.

   Besides the lack of information, what caused him even more headache was that His Majesty couldn't wait...

   At noon on the third day, an off-road vehicle painted in desert colors drove to the rear of the position.

  A man in military uniform pushed open the car door and went straight into the command post with a camouflage net hanging on it. He looked at General Aryan who was in a meeting and angrily yelled.

   "General Aryan, what are you and your subordinates dawdling about!"

  All the people discussing matters in the account stopped talking.

  Arayyan looked at the door in astonishment, and was about to get angry, but recognized that face was Prince Dilip, and quickly suppressed the anger that had just ignited.

  In the Xilan Empire, the title of prince is only awarded to the royal family with royal blood, and his status is far beyond that of a werewolf general.

  There is no doubt that there is only one possibility for His Majesty to send him here—

   This guy came with the identity of a war supervisor!

   Resisting the temper of rushing to the top of the sky, Alayan took a deep breath and said.

   "What... dawdling what?"

   "Three days! Your troops arrived here three days ago, but they didn't fire a single shot! Are you planning to live here?" Prince Dilip stared at him and said aggressively.

  Alayan explained with a headache.

   "We need sufficient intelligence to formulate a battle plan. The Rowell camp has solid concrete fortifications, and there are alliance artillery support in the rear. It doesn't make any sense to rashly send soldiers to remove them and increase casualties."

  Prince Dilip cursed at the words.

   "Information? King Gallon Port is the territory of the empire. Do you not know the way or the people there? Grab someone and ask them and you'll find out!"

  Alayan looked at the Mr. Prince with a headache.

   "It would be great if it was that simple... For the survivors who live in the suburbs, some say that the alliance has three-headed and six-armed monsters, and some say that they can call sea beasts. Do you think this kind of information has any reference value?"

  Prince Dilip said angrily: "Then send a team of scouts in to have a look! Do you still need me to teach you how to do this kind of thing?!"

   "That's tantamount to letting them go in to die! The people of the alliance are watching from the edge of the settlement, and I suspect that they bought the guards and some residents of the entire settlement. There is no news of the scouts I sent in before."

   Paused, Arayan stared at him seriously, and continued.

   "Listen, our enemies are not idiots. We can defeat them only after a well-planned attack... By the way, where are the legionaries?"

  He heard that several Weilante officers had arrived in Tiandu, and they were officers who had fought against the Alliance in Luoxia Province.

  If he can find those people, he can also have a more accurate understanding of the strength of the alliance.

   Unfortunately, standing here is only the guy he least wants to see.

  Prince Dilip stared at him intently.

   "Your Majesty hopes that you can solve this problem by yourself. There is no need to trouble our allies with such a small matter."

  Arayyan's mouth twitched.

   Before he could speak, Prince Dilip narrowed his eyes, examining him like an eagle sizing up its prey.

   "General Alyan, are you afraid?"

   "Are you afraid?" Alayan was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with a broken smile, "Are you joking? What am I afraid of?"

"Then why haven't you launched an attack like the alliance so far?" Prince Dilip raised his chin slightly, "I made it clear that His Majesty sent you here to watch you crush the group of bedbugs stuck to the soles of our shoes, However, the news that was sent to Tiandu for three consecutive days was 'General Aryan is leading his gray wolves to dig trenches', are you planning to dig a canal here?"

  Alayan took a deep breath.

   "I will plan an attack on the Rowell camp as soon as possible...give me another day!"

  Prince Dilip snorted when he heard the words.

   "Rowell Camp? Your Majesty asked you to plant the flag on the roof of the Governor's Mansion! It seems that you really haven't read His Majesty's telegram properly."

   General Arayan stared at him blankly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word.

   “…Have you looked at the map?”

  Prince Dilip said confidently.

   "Of course I've seen it. That's the alliance's defensive fulcrum in Jin Gallon Port. If you destroy it, your subordinates can advance to the port area and drive straight all the way until they are sent into the sea!"

  Arayan couldn't help but said.

   "That's too idealistic! Even if we occupy there, there is no meaning other than starting a street battle with them near the port area too early. Why don't we take down the Lowell camp first, and force them to shrink their defense line step by step—"

"I think you are scared," Prince Dilip narrowed his eyes and stared at him. "A few grasshoppers make you cringe like this. Since you dare not attack the Governor's Mansion, just hand over the command to me. I'll go for you."

  Alayan endured the anger in his chest, took a deep breath and said.

   "I can give you a 10,000-"

   "It doesn't take that many, five thousand people are enough."

Turning around and walking to the door of the tent, Prince Dilip stopped in his tracks, turned his face sideways and said lightly, "Before dark, I hope you get all the people together, otherwise I can only reasonably doubt whether you still able to take on this responsibility.”

  He's not stupid.

  If he is given a team of 10,000 people, he will be connected to the Chief Wanfu, and he can only pass orders to the next level through the Chief Wanfu, and these slickers have ten thousand ways to perfuse him.

   But it would be different if there were five teams directly under the thousand-man team.

  He himself is the Commander-in-Chief!

   How to beat him has the final say, no need to discuss with anyone!

  Looking at the "unfathomable" side face, Alayan could only bite the bullet and nod his head even though he felt ten thousand reluctance in his heart.

"yes!"

  The next day, there was finally a new movement in the empire's position. A large number of troops crossed the trenches that had just been dug with billowing dust, and marched towards the city of King Galleon Port.

   The errands squatting near the urban area saw the group of people a long time ago, and immediately reported the situation to the rear through the radio.

  The twelve 155mm artillery deployed at the port of Jin Gallon Port immediately completed the adjustment of the shooting elements, and the thick and long barrels pointed to the sky.

  A warrior wearing an exoskeleton walked to the front of the position, turned on the speaker of the helmet and roared loudly.

   "Brothers! The wild dogs hiding outside the colony have finally crawled out of their dog holes! Give me a hard time to beat him, let them know what happens to the guy who shouldn't be messed with!"

   "Fire—!"

   Following an order, the fire ropes were pulled together, and orange tracers rushed towards the sky amidst the billowing dust.

  That shocking scene stunned countless sailors and merchants in the port.

   Before those spectators came back to their senses, the humanoid loading machines wearing exoskeletons had already finished loading the second round of shells in the dust that had not yet dissipated.

   "Fire!"

   Another salvo.

  The roaring barrel was like a bagpipe, raining death on the enemy's position tens of kilometers away.

   you can imagine.

  What kind of scenery is on the distant position...

  The people on the port finally came back to their senses, and cast awe-inspiring eyes at the artillery position that continued to fire.

   "...that is the legendary 155?"

   "The spirit of the sand sea is above!"

   "I feel the ground trembling!"

   "The emperor of the Xilan Empire must be crazy...Why did they provoke these plague gods?"

   "If you want me to say that they should hurry up and pay some money to admit their mistakes, if the fight continues like this, ten gray wolves might not be enough to send them away."

  The sailors standing on the deck were talking about it, and some quick-thinking merchants were already thinking about going to Dawn City to place orders.

  Watching the artillerymen of the alliance showing off their power there, several Willanters had unlucky expressions on their faces and said cursingly.

   "What the hell, we don't only have 100mm!"

   "Eastern Expansion School's gang of embarrassing things dare to represent us!"

   "A bunch of guys who have never seen the world!"

  However, no matter how much they quibble, it is true that the borders of the countries in the Luoxia Province have not moved at all. They even made a strange thing called Bicester Town on the edge of the Falcon Kingdom.

A large group of young and middle-aged men would rather stay there and work on the sewing machines than go home. The entire Falcon Kingdom is full of yin and yang. With a sigh of relief, he barely maintained the authority of the royal family.

  The Falcon Kingdom that fought in that battle may have been out of breath for many years, and I don't know why the Xilan Empire went to Triumph City to show their courtesies.

  The combined population of the Falcon Kingdom is not as large as that of Jin Gallon Port, and it can still live well with the assistance of the Eastern Legion. With the size of the Borneo province, the Willant people would only recruit them if they were crazy.

   Maybe—

  His Majesty the Emperor really likes those big noses.

   While the sailors at the port were eating melons to watch the fun, the advance troops of the Gray Wolf Army far away on the outskirts of King Gallen Harbor were in dire straits.

  The artillery position in the rear launched a round of counter artillery fire, but there was no fire guidance.

The first corrective shot went off to the wrong place, and it was unknown whether it hit or missed when it fired randomly. Instead, it attracted artillery fire from the alliance. The six 100mm howitzers were blown into a pile of scrap metal on the spot. The gunner Most of them were killed or injured, and there was a lot of wailing in the anti-blasting hole.

  Prince Dilip, who had been bombarded indiscriminately, did not flinch, but was aroused by the roaring artillery fire.

  Looking at the billowing black smoke in the distance and the soldiers huddled in the trenches who dared not step forward, he no longer hoped to counter the artillery fire, and shouted hoarsely while holding the walkie-talkie.

   "Press me up!"

   "Are you staying there to be targeted by the Alliance? There are bunkers everywhere in the city! Push me forward—!"

  The hoarse voice even roared, and it could be seen that he was really trying his best to direct, but he still couldn't overwhelm the alliance's artillery.

  The commander squatting in the trench ignored him, closed his eyes and counted the sound of the shells falling around him, as if he had been deafened by the shells.

  Even a pig knows that going out at this time is the reason for being bombed. Isn't it good to move on after the bombardment is over?

   Otherwise why did they dig this trench!

   But having said that, these **** engineers dug the pit deep enough... He just wanted to poke his head out and look out, I'm afraid it would be too much.

   Fortunately, Prince Dilip yelled at the back, and did not dare to rush to the front line to drag the soldiers out of the trenches.

  After the shelling ended, a group of people sparsely left the trench under the guidance of the whistle, and continued to advance towards the city.

  During this period, the Alliance's artillery shells flew in intermittently, and from time to time there were soldiers who had no time to hide in the bunker.

  However, these people are well-trained elites, and they fell to the ground almost as soon as the gunfire rang out. For Prince Dilip, this casualty is still within an acceptable range.

  At this moment, General Aryan, who was watching from a further distance, saw this scene, but his heart was bleeding.

  Although those assigned to Prince Dilip were not the elite of the Gray Wolf Army, they were also his soldiers, let alone his compatriots.

   "This idiot!"

   Clenching his fists, he cursed and put down the binoculars severely.

   At the same time, the four players who were squatting on the outskirts of King Gallen Harbor watched the roaring artillery fire with great enjoyment.

   "Haha! Nice fight!"

   "Our artillery brothers are getting more and more accurate."

  Looking at Yin Zai who was excitedly punching, the family said with a smile.

   "By the way, have you noticed that the coffin pits we gave them are still useful."

  Compared to those unfortunately killed, he paid more attention to those who survived.

  Those soldiers who jumped into the trenches couldn't even get their heads out. When they climbed out, they had to throw their guns up first, and then stomp **** the wall.

   A group of people braved the roaring artillery fire and marched towards the urban area wave after wave in embarrassment. They didn't dare to leave too many people at a time, but they didn't dare to come too few.

   They are clear.

  The long-range firepower looks scary, but it doesn't kill many people. As long as you don't stand too densely, it is feasible to push forward in a group.

   But if there are fewer people filling the urban area, with the individual combat capability demonstrated by the alliance in the last battle, it will be no different from giving away heads.

  After dropping hundreds of corpses, five teams of thousands of people advanced into the settlement one after another, using the narrow streets and the houses on both sides of the street as cover to move forward.

  The artillery who completed a round of firepower delivery stopped firing and began to prepare for the next round of support.

  Prince Dilip saw that the alliance's artillery fire stopped and his subordinates advanced to the urban area outside King Gallon Port, and he couldn't hold back his restless mood.

  Throwing the phone to the communication soldier with the radio on his back, he looked at the captain of the pro-guard who was holding a rifle and shouted excitedly.

   "Quick! Let's follow!"

  The captain of the personal guard was a little hesitant, but he didn't dare to disobey the lord, so he could only bite the bullet and lead someone up to open the way.

  At the same time, the four players in the city were eating melons with binoculars, curiously watching where the imperial soldiers who entered the city were going.

   A few days ago, the bosses analyzed a lot on the official website, and they seemed to be sure that General Arayan would definitely use the Rowell camp as the main attack direction, and one and two said it clearly and logically.

   As a result, they stood here and watched for a long time, but they didn't see those people walking in the direction of the Rowell camp, but they walked further and further away.

   "...It seems to be in the direction of the Governor's Mansion." The family man turned his head to look at the errand, and said with a playful smile, "Captain, your prediction failed!"

   Obviously aware of this, Yin Er still stared at it for a long time without giving up.

   It wasn't until the group of people completely disappeared from sight that he put down the binoculars in his hand and widened his eyes.

   "Fuck... are they crazy?"

  The family said with a smile.

   "My good fellow, it seems that I, the director of the demolition office, is going to make a contribution."

The 100 million budget only cost 90 million. A handful of banknotes were thrown down to demolish the houses near the Governor's Mansion. There was no shelter in the vacuum zone of nearly 600 meters, and the ground was full of rotten bricks that could not be dug. A machine gun can give them a hard fight, without armor and artillery, it's really a headshot!

  The half-year-old was scratching the back of his head, unable to figure it out.

   "It's so unscientific."

   Instead of attacking such an important strategic goal as the Rowell camp, go directly to the Governor's Mansion near the port city.

   What the **** is this picture?

   There are nearly five thousand-man teams, this is no longer a feint.

   Reaching the sky in one step also nodded his head in bewilderment.

   "+1."

  The family urged.

   "Don't add 1, hurry up and follow."

  The governor's mansion is their position, not because they are worried about accidents to the friendly troops there, but mainly because they are afraid that they will not even have a mouthful of soup if they go late.

  Half-year-old Yadang looked at the errand, and pointed to his feet.

   "What about here?"

  After thinking about it for a while, he clicked on the VM screen to report the situation here, and then looked at the three teammates.

   "Let's leave it to Brother Killer and the others to keep an eye on... By the way, leave the camera for them, and leave one of the drones."

  At the same time, Fang Chang and Lao Bai, who were far away in the port area of ​​Jin Gallon Port, also received news from the front line about the movement of the Gray Wolf Army.

  Looking at the speechless Fang Chang, Lao Bai laughed and joked.

   "It seems that our opponent didn't follow the routine this time."

  Fang Chang made a helpless expression.

   "I actually hate playing against this kind of opponent. You can never use the logic of normal people to analyze what they will do next."

It was as if he hadn't figured out until now, who gave these guys the courage to fight unannounced, and pretended to be smart enough to do things without anyone noticing, but in the end he was beaten up and couldn't afford to lose, so he decided to Turn the table and bet big.

  Of course, this fell into his favor.

If the emperor of the Xilan Empire formally admits his mistakes to the Alliance through diplomatic channels, the administrator will most likely approve a settlement agreement based on compensation and apology, and in that case the Burning Corps can only go to the end and end it hastily This time, he fought back in self-defense and returned to Chip Harbor with the compensation.

   After all, it was mentioned in the telegram sent by the managers before that they were asked to "not take the initiative to escalate the military conflict."

   But now, things are very different.

  Since the opponent took the initiative to escalate the situation, they don't have to hold back.

  If the "emperor" thought that the most powerful firepower of the Burning Corps was only a few 88mm mortars, he was very wrong.

   Twelve 155mm guns have been deployed in the port.

  In addition, there are six giant crabs with a height of four meters, which also landed in Jingalun Port along the pier.

Six thick legs carry a thick curved steel shell, two 20mm cannons hang above the two pincers, and the thick and long ammunition chains are poured into the turntable ammunition racks on the two wings of the thick carapace along the wrist joints. The cockpit is located in the center of the carapace.

   Standing on the port, they are like monsters with teeth and claws. The black metal shell emits a penetrating cold light in the sun.

  This new weapon is code-named "King Crab", and its full name is DWX-1 "King Crab" amphibious all-terrain infantry armor.

  Whether it is in terms of shape or mechanical structure, this thing is carved out of the same mold as the "crab" engineering armor that was installed by the French Fry Harbor submarine construction team some time ago.

   And it is true.

   This infantry armor named "King Crab" is a military model designed based on the "Crab" type engineering armor.

  The driver needs to enter from the crab's buttocks, and drive in the posture of riding a motorcycle, and can freely switch between joystick control and neural connection manipulation.

  The battlefield positioning of this equipment is a general-purpose equipment designed for complex terrain, underwater operations, and beach landing combat environments. It also undertakes the function of carrying out armed transport tasks under road-free conditions.

  Originally, two bolt guns with grenade launchers were welded on the crab claws. Considering that there is no target that needs to be dealt with by bolt guns in Jingalon Port, it was replaced with a 20mm cannon.

Like the "Crab" type engineering armor, this thing cannot be mass-produced for the time being. The core power components, transmission structure, frame and other components must be completed through the processing center on the B7 floor of Shelter 404, and then sent to the Liming City Industrial Zone for secondary production. processing.

   It is precisely because of this that the cost price of this thing even exceeds the "subsidized" Xiaguang Power Armor, reaching two million silver coins!

  If it wasn't for "robbing the bank" to make a fortune, if it wasn't for preparing for the future war with the torch, they would really be reluctant to spend money on this thing.

  Looking at the six "King Crab" armors ready to go, Fang Chang's mouth could not help but curl up into a malicious smile.

   "Since they don't want to negotiate with us..."

   "Then help us test the new equipment."

  (end of this chapter)

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