This Game is Too Real Chapter 741

  Chapter 741 Next to that gentleman, I saw another possibility

  In the conference room of the combat command center, the "rectification meeting" that made Lium fidgeting was finally over.

  Although Mr. Lin didn't take advantage of the problem at the meeting, the sight that drifted inadvertently from somewhere always made him feel like a thorn in his back.

   This is probably the feeling of doing something wrong.

  However, to Lium's surprise, aside from the uncomfortable feeling, what the guy named Vanus talked about at the meeting gave him the illusion that he had benefited a lot.

  That guy made a profound review of the coalition forces' mistakes in battle from both tactics and strategy.

  Although the war ended in victory, if the cooperation between the various armies could be more coordinated, the coalition forces would not have to suffer such huge casualties.

  Of course, this kind of afterthought summary can be made by himself.

   It's just that you can analyze the problem in an orderly and comprehensive way in such a short period of time, and come up with a way to improve it, you still have to be at a certain level!

  Looking at the guy's protruding nose bridge, Lium's eyes flashed a sharp light.

   In terms of facts, this Vanus is indeed a talent!

  It's hard to imagine such a talent, before it turned out to be just a commander of the cannon fodder unit of the Eastern Legion Expeditionary Force.

  If I were his superior, I would definitely recommend him to serve as a middle-level officer in the Youth Army, and promote him to the top when his resume is suitable.

  After announcing the adjournment of the meeting.

  Lium sat at the table and waited for a while, and when the people were almost gone, he stopped Vanus who was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

  Seeing that it was General Lium who stopped him, Vanus stopped and asked.

"what happened again?"

  Lium looked him up and down, and suddenly said with a smile.

   "I don't understand. With your ability, you can definitely do something in the legion. Why do you want to be a traitor?"

   Lium bit the word traitor hard, trying to see a trace of shame or similar expressions on the face of the man in front of him.

   This will make it easier for him to say the next thing.

  However, what he didn't expect was that Vanus's expression didn't change at all. Instead, he looked at him and asked back.

   "What do you mean by being a head of ten thousand, or a governor, or sitting on tens of thousands of slaves and ten thousand acres of fiefs?"

   Lium was stunned for a moment, stared at him for a while and said.

   "What about honor? You are a soldier, at least you should have something like this."

  Vanus smiled faintly, and replied in a gentle tone.

"To me, it's honor to fight for what you believe in. Otherwise, even the looters can say they're fighting for honor, and they can shout 'for the boss' or Something like that."

  Lium narrowed his eyes.

   "What do you want to say?"

   "I'm answering your confusion. Didn't you ask me why I betrayed the Legion?"

  Vanus glanced at him, then looked outside the door, and continued speaking concisely.

   "Beside that gentleman, I saw another possibility."

  Lium was slightly taken aback.

"That's it?"

  Vanus nodded.

   "That's all."

   At noon.

   At the forefront of the battle between the coalition forces and the torch, a group of young men from Ideal City are waiting at the position of Heiyun Mountain, preparing to march towards Broken Edge Mountain.

   It is the 1st Regiment of the 100th Mountain Division that is responsible for taking over the Broken Edge Mountain position from the Storm Corps.

  From the beginning of the war to the present, these boys have not even killed a single mutant, but they have collected a lot of colorful cards, and they have gained a lot of weight.

   But even so, they did not forget why they came here.

  Everyone had an eager expression on their faces, and they couldn't wait to go up and perform and prove that they were not real idiots.

  Listening to the faint gunshots coming from the distant mountains, Tang Feng felt the blood rushing in his chest. Thinking that he was going there soon, he couldn't help clenching the G9 assault rifle in his hand, rubbing his index finger on the safety.

   Not out of fear.

   But because of excitement.

   The training that lasted for several months is finally coming in handy!

   "Aren't the mutants in this mountain dead yet?"

  The officer standing not far from him nodded his head, narrowed his eyes looking forward, and said concisely.

   "Those guys are like cockroaches. It takes no less time to completely wipe them out than to defeat them on the frontal battlefield...whether it's by the sea, in the woods, or in the mountains."

   As he spoke, he strode up to the front of the entire company, glanced around at those pairs of vibrant eyes, and raised his voice.

   "You will be on the front line in a while, you must be vigilant at all times, keep your eyes open, and report any suspicious threats!"

   "I'll just say it once, this is no joke, just one mistake could kill you, or even all of you!"

   "Understood!" After listening to the chief's lecture, the soldiers of the 1st company roared with high morale, including Tang Feng who asked the question earlier.

   Watching this group of energetic young men, the chief nodded slowly.

   "You better really understand."

  The brothers of the 2nd Battalion had already marched to the front line, and several companies of the 1st Battalion waited for a long time without waiting for the order, so the chief ordered to disperse and rest, but asked the brothers under his command not to leave the assembly point too far.

  Heiyun Mountain is the position of the Weilante people after all.

  This is not a new barracks. He doesn't want to control his subordinates too tightly, but he is also worried that these energetic young men will conflict with the Willanters.

  Who wants them to be natural?

   Tang Feng didn't run around, just sat with the brothers in the first company and the second row, watching the disgraced big noses not far away chatting with each other.

   "That's the 2,000th team?"

   "It's the 1,000th team."

   "But I heard that it wasn't the 2,000th team that took the lead last night? Why were they also beaten up with black noses and swollen faces?"

  A machine gunner twitched the corner of his mouth, his voice tinged with sarcasm.

"This has to talk about the cleverness of these big noses... I heard that they wanted to show us last night and dragged the 2,000th team that was supposed to be replaced to the front line, but it turned out that the bone was not easy to chew , Knocked to the mutants half to death. Later, that Lium probably couldn't afford to lose, and became angry and pressed the defense troops up."

   "Then he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot?" a rifleman interjected in a teasing tone.

  The machine gunner said with a smile.

   "Haha, that's right."

   The 1,000th team?

   Tang Feng vaguely remembered this number.

  The "Exhibition Man" who took off his coat and showed off his muscles at every turn seemed to be in that team, and he didn't know what happened to that guy.

  Being beaten to shame by a group of mutants is embarrassing enough.

   He'll have to laugh at that guy the next time he plays cards.

  Use the blue-eyed white dragon in his hand!

   Just as he was thinking in his mind, a Willant man on crutches limped towards him.

  Looking at the clothes and epaulettes, the man seems to be a captain of ten.

  His left leg seems to be broken, and his head is wrapped with a bandage. Judging from the faintly exposed wound, it should be a burn.

   Seeing the Willant people coming, the boys in the first company and second row stopped talking, staring at the guy on crutches, wanting to see what this guy was planning to do.

  According to past practice, it must be no good for the Willant people to take the initiative to come over.

  However, to the surprise of the boys, this disheveled guy didn't seem to be looking for trouble, he just glanced at them and asked.

   "Are you the 1st battalion and 1st company?"

  The platoon leader sitting in the middle looked at him.

   "Yes, what's the matter?"

  The Willant grinned.

   "Looking for someone... Is there a guy named Tang Feng here?"

   Seeing a group of brothers looking at him, Tang Feng put his rifle aside, jumped off the rock he was sitting on, and looked at the man in front of him.

   "I am, what can I do?"

  The Willanter nodded, without any nonsense, took out the package under his elbow, and threw it into Tang Feng's arms.

  Looking at Tang Feng who was confused, he slowly opened his mouth and continued.

"My brother wrote his last wish in his suicide note. He asked me to send his letters and relics home... except for this thing. He asked me to go to the 100th Division, 1 Regiment, 1 Battalion, and 1 Company of the company to find a guy named Tang Feng , throw this thing to him."

   Tang Feng, who took the package, subconsciously opened it, took a look inside, and saw that it was filled with colorful cards, and he was stunned.

   "Your brother is..." He numbly raised his head and looked at the legion commander in front of him.

   "Damon."

  The ten captain grinned at the corner of his mouth, as if to make his expression less rigid, or it might be a subconscious twitch of the burned muscle.

  He looked at Tang Feng and read the guy's last words to him.

"He asked me to tell his family he's a real fighter and don't feel sorry for him. It's an honor for him to die before he dies, please be proud of his bravery... There's a lot of **** out of this idiot, but the real Soldiers don't need this thing, do they? Keep it for him.”

   After a pause, the captain's Adam's apple moved, and he said again.

   "Besides, he asked me to tell you by the way that playing cards with you is actually quite interesting... although it's a pity that I didn't get to punch you in the face."

   "In our place, this is how we make friends."

After leaving these words, the captain limped away on crutches, leaving only Tang Feng standing there with the package in a daze, and two rows of boys sitting on the stone and looking at each other. .

That rascal…

died?

  Looking at the package in his hand, Tang Feng swallowed unconsciously, feeling that the ten fingers wrapped by the exoskeleton were slightly cold.

   It wasn't until a distant voice sounded that he came back to his senses.

"gather!"

  Hearing the officer's voice, he woke up suddenly. Without time to think more, he fastened the package on his back reflexively, and picked up the rifle that was put aside.

   It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly woke up.

  This is not an ideal city.

   Nor is it a game on the endpoint cloud.

   But the real battlefield...

  Since the "rectification meeting" of the high-level coalition forces ended, another three days have passed in a blink of an eye.

  During these three days, the front line was peaceful, except for sporadic gunshots on Broken Edge Mountain, there were almost no large-scale battles or firefights.

   However, this peace is more like the calm before the storm.

  During this time, the academy has been sending troops to the front line.

  The number of the Alpha mobile task force stationed around the Weifu military base has expanded from the initial 1,000 to 3,000.

   Not only that, the academy's aircraft flew over the Blood Mountain for reconnaissance almost every day, and dropped the drone from time to time to test the strength of those mutants.

Compared with the "gambler"-style offensive strategy of the legion and the method of pondering while fighting, they seem to be more inclined to formulate detailed and careful plans in advance, to minimize the possibility of mistakes and the fault tolerance rate, and to End the battle with one blow.

   I have to say that this is very similar to the style of the academy. When they are planning something, few people can guess what they really think.

   What makes Chu Guang curious is what decision they will make if the plan fails to keep up with the change, or the opponent draws an unexpected card.

   Not only he was curious, but other commanders of the coalition forces were also curious.

  At present, the alliance, legion, and enterprise have each won a position, and we are waiting to see how the academy will perform in the next battle.

  A battle of unprecedented scale is quietly brewing...

   Outside Weifu military base, along the north side of Weishui.

  There is traffic on the ridges of the fields, and the Rat soldiers with baskets on their backs are working in the fields with their heads buried.

  The war between the Viscoplasma and the Torch seems to have nothing to do with them, and their only record so far is to follow the clone army to send a head.

   While everyone was waiting for the college's next move, they had already turned over the land along the north side of Weishui, and now they have entered the stage of planting.

  The soldiers of these feudal lords were mostly serfs or domestic servants. Although they were laymen in fighting, they were all experts in farming, but the tools and methods they used were primitive.

  They poured the seeds into pots, mixed them evenly with fine sand and the ash from the weeds, and then sprinkled them into the turned over soil.

  The area near the military base is a vegetable field, where seasonal vegetables are grown, especially the cabbage with pork knuckle rice.

   In addition to this, there are potato fields and so on.

  A little farther away they even made rice fields, as if planning to plant a round of late rice in the time window at the end of June.

  General Babita promised them that after the crops in the field were harvested, he would give all of them a generous reward.

  Although they never had great expectations for the abstract term "rich", it is always a good thing not to go to the front line to die.

  One more thing, after all, these seeds and seedlings were picked out by General Babita from their food expenses.

  So everyone planted very hard. Not only did no one slack off, they even took the initiative to maintain these fields belonging to the Xilan Expeditionary Army and fight against the "bullies" of the Southern Construction Corps.

Even though this property belongs to the expeditionary army in name, the final result is probably no different from the funds allocated by His Majesty the Emperor. In the end, it still went into the pockets of General Babita and his officers, but there is still some left over to their stomachs inner.

   While the Rats were busy, two excavators came one after the other from the direction of the Weifu military base.

  A group of construction workers in overalls followed the excavator.

   There is no doubt that they are all members of the Southern Construction Corps.

   A group of Rat people looked up and saw that they were facing an enemy. They threw down their baskets and surrounded them with hoes.

  Under the pressure from the chief, a ten-officer bravely stood up and yelled at the man sitting on the excavator.

   "What are you doing here?"

   He responded to the construction workers next to the excavator.

   "Building roads."

  Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking they heard it wrong.

  The ten-man glanced at the bucket of the excavator, then looked at the construction worker, and repeated it suspiciously.

   "Building roads?"

  The construction worker said succinctly.

"That's right, there is still some cement left over for building the military base. The superior asked us to build a few roads along the Weishui River to connect the nearby land with infrastructure... When the road is repaired, you start from the military base. It's more convenient to come here and farm.”

  Everyone was surprised when they heard the words, and they exchanged unbelievable gazes.

  They clearly remembered that a few days ago, these people tried their best to drive them away.

  Why are you suddenly so kind again today?

  The ten captain stared at the construction worker vigilantly with a disbelieving expression on his face.

   "What on earth do you want to do? Why are you going to build roads all of a sudden?"

  The construction worker said helplessly.

"There's no reason for this. Okay, let me explain it more clearly. The alliance plans to plan a settlement here, and this area will belong to the 'Weifu City' in the future. Not only you need to build roads here, but also the Kunzhen Town next to it. To pass."

   This is what Li Jinrong, head of the group, mentioned to them at the meeting the day before yesterday.

  Because he didn't say to keep it secret, and there were so many people present, it would definitely spread, so he didn't bother to keep it a secret.

   At that meeting, Li Jinrong mentioned not only the planning of Weifu City, but also the future planning of the staff and non-staff of the Southern Construction Corps.

  In addition to the salary in the contract, the Southern Construction Corps will give each of them a house of at least 100 square meters and a shop that can be rented or operated by themselves for those who choose to stay in the local area after the war.

  Although the houses and shops here are not as attractive as those in Aurora City, the potential for development here is obvious to all.

  Otherwise those refugees would go to nearby uninhabited villages to occupy land and houses, and the brothers of the Southern Construction Corps would not feel itchy anymore.

  Because the coalition forces are stationed here, more and more survivors from the southern area of ​​Jinchuan Province are gathering here.

  Not all of these people came here to do business, but more were attracted by the safety, stability and order here.

  Even if the war is over and the coalition forces withdraw, the order here will not disappear in an instant. Some people will always stay and become residents of this area.

  At first, he and his colleagues only thought that these foreign bumpkins were here to pick up ready-made bargains, but they changed their minds after listening to the analysis of Captain Li at the meeting.

  There are no special resources in the wasteland of Weifu, only the most indispensable land in the wasteland, and this kind of thing can be found everywhere.

  In contrast, talents are the most precious wealth.

  Because the survivors on the wasteland are willing to gather around the Alliance, the houses built by the Alliance have value.

   In other words, what they are doing now is not for those refugees, but for themselves, to make their new home more valuable in the future!

  With such a tempting piece of cake hanging there, they naturally lost interest in the few pieces of mud by the river.

  Even if it was repairing roads for this group of "didn't work" rats, no one complained.

  However, after hearing the construction worker's explanation, everyone was in an uproar.

   Before their commander-in-chief could speak, a rat tribe hurried forward to ask.

   "Weifu City?! This is your territory? Then, what about the land we planted?"

  The construction worker said with a smile.

   "It has nothing to do with you. If you want to plant it, you can continue to plant it. I remember that the law of the alliance seems to be written. It will belong to you after two years of planting."

   He didn't study whether this thing was written into the law, but it was indeed the case in Dawn City.

  How long does it take for the land on the north side of Linghu Lake to be planted for two years? After the expiry date, there is no need to share the long-term farm.

  He just said it casually, but in the ears of these rat people, it made countless people's eyes widen in shock.

   Planted for two years is your own?

   Is there such a good thing? !

   Those eyes were imprinted with envious light, as well as a desire so hot that you can see it with the naked eye...

  In the province of Borneo, no one has ever said such a thing to them.

  No one stopped the construction team of the Southern Construction Corps, and the two excavators did not drive into their fields to cause damage.

  The two sides have delineated the boundaries of farmland and roads, each doing its own thing without interfering with each other.

  Looking at the Rats who had successfully "forced back" the Southern Construction Corps, Commander Kumar, who was standing in the distance, was relieved, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face.

   "General Barbita is really good at predicting things."

  These disgusting rats still serve a purpose.

  Didn't those hypocrites say they wanted to unite the inferiors?

  General Babita saw through their hypocrisy at a glance, and came up with a trick, pushing this group of inferior people in front of them.

Although it is true that these fields belong to the Expeditionary Army, this is an explanation for the Rats, and they have another explanation for the Alliance. It is the behavior of the Rats themselves to go outside the military base to farm, and it has nothing to do with the Xilan Empire. The expeditionary force has nothing to do.

   Sure enough, facing the group of Rat people and poor ghosts carrying hoes, this group of pretending River Valley people immediately fell into a dilemma.

  The fact that they drove the excavator straight across is the best proof.

  Although these guys hid the embarrassment in their hearts very well, Kumar could tell at a glance that the two excavators originally came to the fertile land by the river.

   These guys are very bad!

   Just when Kumar eagerly ran to report another victory of the expeditionary force to General Babita, Chu Guang, who was strolling around the Weifu military base, suddenly received an unexpected message.

   It was Yin Fang who called.

  After listening to his statement on the communication channel, Chu Guang was stunned.

   "…Are you sure it's 'Prowler'?"

"Well... I can still tell the difference between a tractor and a tank, especially a guy with such characteristics. But this is not the key point. The key point is that this tank is different from the wrecks we recovered from Qingquan City Center and Luoxia Province. The 'Meissner Armor' generating unit located in the hull is actually intact. We deduce that it was not destroyed, but more like it was actively abandoned after the fuel was exhausted."

  Chu Guang could tell that when Yin Fang said this, there was a hint of hesitation in Yin Fang's voice, even confusion.

   "But I can't figure it out. The existing information does not mention that the People's Federation Army has deployed armored forces in the southern part of Jinchuan Province...and how did a farmer in Groom Town find this thing?"

  (end of this chapter)

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