This Game is Too Real Chapter 737

   At this moment, the pioneer named "Beastmaster" didn't know that his opponent was indeed carefully considering how to play the next card.

   It's just that the cards played here are somewhat different from what he imagined...

  The entrance of the tavern.

  Looking at the smog in the tavern, and the red-faced and thick-necked card players playing cards, Commander Quanshui, who had just arrived at the front line, was dumbfounded.

   It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and said in a daze.

   "Good guy..."

  The reason why the company's combat effectiveness has been stretched has finally been found.

  Dare these hanging people all play cards behind? !

   Kakarot stretched his neck and looked around the crowd for a while, and soon saw the familiar culprit with such an expression on his face.

   "Hey, I guess it was Brother Mosquito."

  I am the darkest: "Tzeentch! It is a secret agent sent by Tzeentch!"

  Ten Punch Man: "Call the Iron Can of the Burning Corps!"

  Ghostbuster: "Drag out this thing that corrupts military discipline and be loyal."

   Just as everyone was chattering at the door, Mosquito, who had just finished carrying the goods, just slipped out from the center of the crowd, and saw the group of guys standing at the door at a glance.

   "Spring water?!"

   His eyes lit up, and the mosquito came up with a playful smile and patted his arm.

   "Why are you here? Didn't you say that you are still waiting for dispatch?"

   These are all his big customers.

   In contrast, the cards he sold only earned pocket money.

   "It's true that it's waiting for dispatch, but isn't the dispatch order coming?" Commander Quanshui smiled, and continued, "The manager planned to come to the front line, so he sent us here too."

   "What the hell? The manager is here?"

   Mosquito was startled when he heard this, and immediately threw the sack with a few card packs left in his hand to the NPC beside him.

   Obviously this guy also realized that he had done nothing good, and the speed of light had nothing to do with this business.

  The young man next to him was quite sensible, he took the sack and pretended not to know him.

  That guy doesn't look like a river valley provinceman, with slightly curly hair, a little short stature, black eyes flashing, but a bit like a Rat tribe in Borneo province.

   "Don't look at it until it arrives."

  Looking at the mosquito spring looking out the door, he made a helpless expression, then glanced at the smog in the tavern, and couldn't help teasing.

   "Now everyone is saying that you are the one who destroyed the combat effectiveness of our allies. How are you going to explain it when the manager comes?"

   Unexpectedly, when the big hat was put on his head, the mosquitoes screamed immediately.

   "Fuck, what does this have to do with me? It's not because of me that they can't fight."

  Speak with conscience.

   This group of people was like this before he came!

  But these dogs didn't listen to him, they just yelled.

  Kakarot: "You still say it's not you! Do you think these guys seem to be able to fight?"

  I am the darkest: "Exactly! Too weak!"

   Kevin with the broken leg also shook his head and said.

   "Based on your style of play, I'm afraid you won't be able to overcome this mountain next year!"

   "What does this have to do with me," Mosquito said dumbfounded, "You guys are awesome!"

   "Coincidentally, we have this plan."

  Looking at the mosquito, Commander Quanshui laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

   "Just wait and see, when the manager comes tomorrow, my buddy will show you how to fight a battle."

   In fact, I feel that the company is not doing badly.

  The average altitude of Shifeng Mountain is more than 1,000 meters above sea level, especially those dangerous mountains that are often two to three kilometers above sea level.

  The danger of its terrain is far from that of a small hill of two or three hundred meters. It can be compared to the Hengduan Mountains in reality.

  In places like Broken Edge Mountain, the tactical width is only so much, and two or three hundred people can be loaded at a time, and the people behind have to step on the corpses of the people in front.

   Coupled with the fact that a large number of fortifications were built on the opposite side, the entire mountain was built like a fortress.

  Even if there are 100,000 troops standing by, it will not be of much use.

In just two days and one night, the company tried to launch three rounds of offensives. In the last round of offensives, it even used two ground-penetrating missiles that had just been dragged out of the laboratory and carried a warhead of 500 kilograms. Failed to plant the flag on top of the hill.

  The total number of mercenary casualties has reached more than 300, which has exceeded the non-clone casualties paid by the legion on Black Cloud Mountain.

  Considering that those mercenaries will be needed in the next battle, the commander of the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division can only turn their attention to their allies who can fight well-the alliance.

  When he was still in Dawn City, Commander Springs volunteered to take over the mission on behalf of the Storm Corps.

  However, neither the spring nor the commander of the enterprise expected that just as they were planning the next offensive, the Willant people stationed on the Black Cloud Mountain couldn't wait any longer and stretched out their hands impatiently...

  The third night.

  On the Black Cloud Mountain.

   Glancing at General Modlin who was wearing night vision goggles and looking at the distant position, the adjutant standing aside couldn't help asking.

   "Will this be too hasty?"

  While the performance of the Corporation on the front line has been disappointing, he does not recommend that the task of attacking the hill be taken away from the Corporation.

   Not only because this will consume the power in their hands, but also because this could have been an excellent opportunity to test the strength of Ideal City.

  Those mercenaries attacked the mountain three times but failed to achieve effective results. He felt that if he pushed harder, the company might be willing to send regular troops to fight.

   At that time, they can also observe the combat effectiveness of the army armed to the teeth.

  In the final analysis, enterprises that are also inheritors of the old era are their real competitors.

  As for the Church of the Torch, it is just one of the grasshoppers that are more eye-catching, the one that is more able to jump.

  However, General Modlin standing next to him had a different opinion and said succinctly.

   "...Didn't you notice that the positions on the first few hills are relatively easy to take, and the positions on the back are more difficult than the other."

   Adjutant: "So?"

General Modlin narrowed his eyes and continued: "So the sooner we complete the task, the better for us. According to the agreement before the war, we need to undertake at least two offensive tasks on the hills, and counting the already captured Heiyunshan, as long as we complete one more, we can sit in the audience seats and watch the show."

   At that time, they can hand over all the hard bones to other people in the coalition forces to chew on.

  And if other people want to ask them to make a move, they have to come up with other conditions on the negotiating table of the viscoelastic body in exchange.

  Completing the combat mission ahead of schedule is a bargaining chip in itself.

  I believe Lord Lium thinks so too, that's why he instructed himself to carry out tonight's military operation.

   Having said that, he looked at the adjutant at the side, and continued with his normal expression.

   "Notify General Mekar that our subordinates have arrived at the battle position, so that the Glorious Army under his command can move forward."

   Before sending the Willanters up, he needs those clone cannon fodder to go up and consume the stamina and ammunition of those mutants.

  The adjutant realized instantly, and then he looked serious, and gave a military salute.

"yes!"

  At twelve o'clock that night, the Loyalty airship fired ten 400mm bore-launched rockets towards Broken Edge Mountain without any warning.

  The boiling flames were like a cloud of fire that fell from the sky, engulfing the entire mountain peak. The vegetation on the mountain was instantly reduced to ashes, and even the stones on the ground were scorched hot.

  At the same time, the Thousands of Glorious Army waiting at the foot of the mountain had already loaded their bayonets on their guns.

  A centurion with a high nose bridge stood in front of the formation, pulled out his gun and fired a shot at the mountain, roaring loudly.

   "For the Marshal!"

   "For Loyalty!"

   "Charge—!"

   Pairs of pupils were filled with fanaticism, and the clones let out deafening roars, grabbed their rifles and rushed up the mountain.

   "Long live!"

"kill!"

   Those two short sentences are the few human-linked words that those cloned people can speak.

  Developing at eight times faster, they don't have a complete human mind at all, and the information that their brains can process is only one-eighth of that of ordinary people.

  However, these two short sentences are enough to summarize their life.

  From the moment they were born, they have been preparing for today's burning.

"Roar!"

  The big green-skinned guy hiding in the tunnel let out a roar, and swung the empty shotgun in his hand into a mallet, smashing the skull of a clone.

  However, before it tasted the snow-white brain, a bayonet flashed like a white awn, piercing his chin from bottom to top!

  Hot blood sprayed on the face of the clone soldier distorted by ecstasy, but the latter kept roaring and continued to charge.

They are like mad dogs on drugs. If their legs are cut off, they will crawl forward with their hands. If their arms are also broken, they will bite with their teeth. Crazier!

  In addition to those who are numb to death, there are also some mentally broken clones curled up in blood plasma and howling.

   Even so, no one retreated.

  Under the command of the Ten Captains of the Willante, they bit forward like wild beasts, and then died quickly in madness.

   It was the first time to see such a ruthless "ration", and the mutants of the Rock Ax clan were a little confused for a while.

  Although the fighting power of these lunatics is obviously not as good as the exoskeleton-wearing humans they encountered before, the desperate fighting style of these people really brought them a lot of mental pressure.

  At the same time, on the other side, the company's operational headquarters was in a state of panic and commotion.

  The Allegiance airship suddenly fired, and then suddenly dispatched the clone troop. This series of actions outside the combat plan exceeded everyone's expectations.

   Lin Shangwen who rushed to the scene stared at the picture on the holographic screen without saying a word.

  The adjutant standing next to him cursed and couldn't help but growl.

   "What the **** are those big noses trying to do?! Did they take the wrong medicine?"

   Even if it's for showing off, it's not enough to say hello, right?

  When he fought Heiyun Mountain before, he wanted to complain about these arrogant guys.

   It's just that the commander of the Xilan Empire is more tolerant, and he doesn't take those compatriots who were accidentally bombed seriously, and he can't say anything to an outsider, so he didn't make a fuss about this matter.

   Chief of Staff Yun Song also stared at the holographic screen silently, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the movement of another group of people at the bottom of the mountain, his heart suddenly became clear, and he said in a deep voice.

   "They probably want to pick peaches."

  The adjutant was taken aback when he heard the words, then he came back to his senses and cursed in a low voice.

   "The gang of shameless robbers!"

  They have sacrificed more than 300 mercenaries on the mountain, pouring hundreds of rockets and thousands of heavy grenades!

   The mutants who were killed or wounded had to be 3,000 if not 2,000!

   Seeing that the defense line on the opposite side has loosened a bit, these guys actually jumped out to grab the credit!

  Lin Shangwen still didn't speak, just stared at the screen silently, thinking about something in his heart.

   Just when he was about to call Lium to ask what that guy meant, he saw that the other party called Liumu first.

  I saw an ugly nose appearing in the center of the screen, and behind it was an annoying face with a half-smile.

   At night, this guy still has a wooden stick in his mouth, and it looks like it's growing on his face.

   "I think you are fighting too hard. I will fight this battle for you."

  Listening to the shameless remarks, Lin Shangwen sneered, raised his chin slightly and looked at the face on the screen.

   "Do I still have to thank you?"

"Haha! You're welcome," Lium laughed, leaning back on the chair, and said in a somewhat eccentric tone, "I just feel sorry for the young masters of Ideal City who have never seen blood, and I'm afraid they will get fucked." The battlefield scares your pants...let them stay behind and play cards."

  Playing cards?

  Lin Shangwen frowned, and several officers behind him also exchanged confused glances, wondering what this guy was talking about.

  Lium did not explain, just looking at the group of weak friendly officers, the old **** continued on the ground.

   "Look, I'll only demonstrate once."

   After finishing speaking, he closed the video window, leaving the glaring officers in the command room to disappear...

   I have to say that the legion's calculations were so loud that even Commander Quanshui, who had just arrived at the front line, heard it.

  The sound of gunshots resounded on Broken Blade Mountain, the roar of cannons, and the flickering flames turned it into daylight.

  The intense and suffocating flames of war can be faintly smelled even standing on Fushan Mountain, which is separated by a mountain.

   "Good guy... the brothers in the company are going to be slapped in the face." Holding the binoculars in his hand, he paddled to the south and grinned.

  Limited by vision, he can only see a corner of the battlefield from his position.

   But even so, the fight was brutal enough.

  Brother Quanshui standing beside smiled, but disagreed with this statement.

   "I don't think so."

  Put down the binoculars in his hand, paddled to the edge of the water and asked him curiously.

   "What do you mean?"

  Commander Quanshui said slowly.

"Those mutants are really easy to deal with, and they won't be able to hold the company for three full days. To be honest, in the face of that kind of guy who can't die with a headshot and other black technologies that you have never seen before, you It is equally difficult to fight with any army. Especially separated by such a thick rock mass, we don't even know how many people are hiding inside."

  The strong man's difficulty is that he tried to sneak in to find out information, but the fat mouse is a bit too fat.

   The big green-skinned guys really didn't notice him, but those goblins all used him as rations.

   After dying three times without getting into the cave, the guy stopped wasting his efforts and began to think of other ways.

   Not only they have tried, people in the enterprise are also making various attempts, such as sending bionic special forces equipped with optical camouflage plug-ins to sneak in to find out the situation in the cave and so on.

  However, no one expected that the bionic team would be taken care of by EMP weapons, and after a short pause, they would be beaten to pieces.

  Including the rice-grain-sized "Beetle" drone they used later, all ended in failure.

   This information is not disclosed within the Viscoplasma Coalition, but is shared between the Coalition and Corporate military systems.

  In short, the company has already used all the methods they can think of, but the other side seems to have prepared for it, and they have resolved all the tricks one by one.

   Seeing that tricks are useless, companies can only use the old method of artillery to bombard infantry to attack.

  However, even though they used all available support weapons and washed the entire mountain countless times, they still failed to take the mountain from the hands of the green skins.

  Quan Shui estimated that 80% of the Willant people were the same, and they must suffer some hardships tonight.

  Those guys are indeed good at something, but they always make the same mistake, that is, they look down on others and think too highly of themselves.

   "...The reason why the company didn't stop them is because I guess they wanted to use the Vilantes to consume a wave of vitality on the mountain. Although I don't know how many mutants there are, they can't be unlimited."

   "Isn't that a coincidence," Edge Paddle grinned, and knocked his fist on the breastplate, "We are infinite, let's do it."

  Commander Spring gave him a sideways look.

   "You guys better save it, it should be us this time."

  Paddle on the edge: "Damn! Didn't you just stop here when you first came here?"

  Commander Quanshui said with a smile.

   "It's been a while since we came down from Jinhe City, we've already had enough rest."

   While the two were chatting, a new change appeared in the battle situation on the front line.

  As General Modlin expected, a whole team of thousands of cannon fodder was quickly wiped out.

  The corpses all over the mountains include mutants and clones. Flesh and blood are mixed together, and the entire rugged mountain is like being rolled by the blade of a meat grinder.

   Without any hesitation, the Loyalty airship fired eight 400mm heavy grenades again as planned, and cooperated with the 200mm gun of the "Bison" to launch a second round of fire coverage on the mutants on the mountain tonight.

   This round of fire coverage is more ferocious than the previous round. Not only the front-line Willant people were hooked, but even the friendly troops behind were all wide-eyed.

  Standing at the door of the barracks, General Barbita stared at the "Bison" walking machine standing on the wasteland with a look of covetousness, his eyes full of longing.

  If only the Legion would sell them this thing.

  If General Aryan had this thing, they would not have lost Kingaron Port.

  The same is true for the mosquito who just came back from Kunzhen. Seeing the spitting firepower, he was also surprised from ear to ear and babbled.

   "Good guy... What material is the gun barrel made of? Is it so durable?"

   It would be great if I could understand the material of this thing.

  Compared to the No. 60 electromagnetic gun, which is temporarily unusable and unintelligible in reality, the actual value of this thing is much higher!

   Once tasted the sweetness of that bottle of aviation kerosene, his eyes became more and more eager, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

  Maybe…

   Have to find a way to let those big noses "lose" one.

  At the same time when all the wastelanders were looking up at the boiling artillery fire, the battlefield in the distance was just as tragic as hell.

Some big green-skinned guys who were too late to retreat to the caves, tunnels, and bunkers were killed on the spot, and those goblins who tried to carry the wounded back to the tunnels also suffered heavy casualties. Can lie on the back of the rock and scream and wail.

  Wearing night vision goggles, General Modlin looked over the battlefield, and seeing that the time was ripe, he immediately gave an order to attack.

   "The 310,000th team and the 2,000th team move forward!"

"yes!"

  The adjutant responded with a military salute, and immediately conveyed the order to the thousand-man team.

  The 2,000th team, already eager to try, began to attack the mountain.

  Twenty or so heavy infantrymen dressed like iron pagodas carried revolver guns, and under the cover of a centurion, took the lead in attacking a long-forsaken cave on the mountainside.

  The silence of the night was broken for the second time, and the battle once again became fierce.

The well-trained Willant soldiers exploded with a combat power far surpassing those of the clone soldiers, defeating the mutants on the mountain for a while, even the spring that they were not optimistic about taking down the mountain could not help but Show a surprised expression.

   "It seems that you are going to miscalculate."

  Drawing on the edge of the water glanced at him with a smile, and threw the binoculars into his hand.

   "In an hour, the group of Willanters have captured six cave entrances, and the battle outside the cave is basically over."

  He saw with his own eyes just now that a heavy infantryman carrying a flamethrower stepped into the cave, presumably the cave should be filled with the smell of barbecue at the moment.

  Compared to the bells and whistles that the company brought out, this kind of simple and rough guy is really easy to use.

   At least to his liking.

  Quan Shui took the binoculars, looked at it resolutely, and saw that the battle situation was indeed as the edge man said, but he still beeped a few words.

   "They have just entered the dog hole, and the real meat grinding has just begun... How long they can last in it is up for debate."

   "That's true." The edge stroke nodded in deep agreement.

  For the opponents he has fought against, his evaluation is still quite high.

  The reason why their military operations in Luoxia Province were able to win cleanly and neatly was actually due to strategic factors.

  The combat literacy of these guys is not bad. When the logistics, support, air superiority, and terrain factors are equal, it is not easy to defeat them on the frontal battlefield.

  If it was him, I am afraid that he would have to pay a high price if he wanted to completely wipe out those big green-skinned guys who couldn't defend themselves.

  At the same time, in the airspace hundreds of kilometers away, a majestic steel airship was slowly moving towards the front line.

   It's not just the players who are staring at the battle situation on the front line. Chu Guang never takes his eyes off the front line.

  As early as the same time when the corps launched the attack, Lin Shangwen, the commander of the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division, had a telegram with him on the matter and asked for their opinions.

   At the same time, he contacted the strong man through the mission system, commissioned the latter to act as a war reporter, and went to the front line with a camera to spy on the screen.

   To be honest, it is really not kind for the Willant people to pretend to be magnanimous but play such a small mind.

  If they really let them take down that mountain, the people who died and the money that the company spent during this period of time were thrown away for nothing, but instead became the result of the legion.

  However, Chu Guang is more curious about the strength of the legion's regular army than the loss of his old friend.

  So he and Lin Shangwen reached some exchange terms, and persuaded the guy to give in a step. Instead of putting pressure on General Lium on this matter, he let those Willant people rush forward to consume the vitality of a wave of mutants.

  In case Broken Blade Mountain is taken by the Legion, he can go to another position for the company as "compensation".

  Anyway, his players are eager for more opportunities to play, and he is also happy to seek some win-win benefits for the players.

  Of course, as part of the exchange conditions, the ammunition, equipment, and "pensions" consumed when attacking positions must be borne by the enterprise.

  Lin Shangwen naturally would not refuse such a good thing, and almost agreed without hesitation.

  The council doesn't care how much money is spent, nor what people outside Ideal City think, it only asks him to exchange the smallest battle damage for the biggest battle result.

   As a result, Chu Guang, who is part-time the marshal of the coalition forces, quickly reached an agreement with the "general" under him, and gave up the stage tonight to General Lium according to his plan.

   Aren't they in a rush to act?

   Then let them serve.

  Looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

   "Vanus, do you think the 310,000th team can plant their flag on top of Broken Edge Mountain tonight?"

  Although he seldom personally intervenes in the command of the front line, with his strategic vision, he is not very optimistic that the Willanters can win this local battle without sufficient preparation.

   Staring at the picture in the holographic window, Vanus who stood aside thought for a moment, but suddenly spoke.

   "I think General Lium might contact you."

"oh?"

  Chu Guang looked at him with interest, wondering why he made such a judgment.

  Vanus settled down, and continued to speak in deep thought.

"Based on my understanding of the organization of the Eastern Legion... I am afraid that they have invested more than a thousand-man team in this battle. According to my understanding of General Lium, although this person has good talent, his personality is more like A gambler."

  Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang, who had a smile on his face, couldn't help but change slightly.

   "You mean...he mobilized the defense forces on Black Cloud Mountain?"

  Vanus nodded, the expression on his face was no longer just solemn, but a visible concern gradually emerged.

"He has no reason to plan a third round of offensive for the opponent he despises. In other words, there are probably only two troops deployed on Black Cloud Mountain tonight, one for defense and one for attack. The mutants put them into the cave It may not be due to the decline, but it is very likely that we have judged that our side has invested "unexpected" forces in this battle, so we deliberately showed weakness in local battles, increasing the sunk cost of giving up our offensive tonight."

"And if you have to choose between the two options of 'work harder' and 'bow your head to the friendly army', there is a high probability that General Elium's character will take a gamble for the dignity of the Willant people and put the front line's defenses at risk. Troops push up..."

   Paused, he continued.

   "Those green skins..."

   "I'm afraid I'm going to counterattack."

  (end of this chapter)

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