This Game is Too Real

Chapter 308: Shoot at Lao Tzu's coordinates!

  Chapter 308 Shoot at Lao Tzu's coordinates!

  “…Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes.”

  Humming an out-of-key song, the fat mouse shook the tin can in its hand, and tons of fuel poured onto the deserted roof.

  Since unlocking the "Hidden Profession" and becoming the sharp blade under the cloak of the manager, the strongman seems to have regained a new life, feeling that he has regained the meaning of his existence.

   Sure enough, rather than pretending to be aggressive on the frontal battlefield, playing tricks where people can't see is more in line with his game style.

  So what if no one knows?

   It is enough for the manager to know.

  After thinking about these things, it is hard for anyone to feel that at least half of the credit for the plague in Xizhou City is at least half of his own.

   "Human stuff, Die! Die!"

   Giggling smirkingly, he shook the fuel canister in his hand until the last drop of fuel was poured out.

  After finishing all this, he straightened up and glanced left and right. Seeing that no one found him, he quickly followed the safe route detected by his younger brothers and slipped away from the roof.

   A group of mutated mice with iron cans strapped to their backs followed excitedly.

  The tin cans on their backs were of course not made by the strong, but they were dropped by Brother Mosquito at night in the jungle three kilometers away in Qingshi County. He ran over to pick them up according to the marked points on the VM.

  Those iron cans were threaded into a string with ropes, which were filled with biomass fuel with thickeners and combustion accelerants, and fell from a parachute.

  Although many jars were scratched by branches, or simply fell to the ground and leaked, most of them survived.

  In one and a half months, relying on his familiarity with the terrain and his short and svelte body, the strong man delivered more than 2,100 iron cans to the hiding place in Qingshi County one after another, transporting a total of nearly 11.2 tons of mixed fuel!

   And in the early hours of last night, when everyone was offline, he received the task of dumping the fuel mixed with thickener on the roof of the weak link in the defense zone on the north side of the Predator.

  The task of attacking Qingshi County will start in the early morning, and he knows the news earlier than any player.

  With the help of the younger brothers, most of the difficult tasks have been completed.

  Although his little rats are a bit stupid and can't do the job of dumping fuel, they can still understand the order of "follow the boss".

  In fact, they don't know what to do, let alone the use of those smelly and viscous liquids, but they are very excited to move in groups.

  Even humans who can stomp them to death with one foot will subconsciously panic when they see them appear.

  It makes them feel like they have conquered the city.

   And the fattest "one" that gathers them together is their king!

  …

   "What's the smell?"

  North side of Qingshi County.

  The semi-collapsed five-storey roof was filled with logs and concrete, and the garbage that could be seen everywhere on the waste soil packed the dilapidated building tightly, leaving only a water-cooled light machine gun on the narrow shooting hole.

  Standing at the entrance of the Machine Gun Fort, Hei Feng sniffed, frowned and muttered.

   "Why is it so stinky!"

  From the very beginning, he smelled a strange smell.

   Obviously he wasn't the only one smelling it.

   Feng Si, who was squatting next to the machine gun, also wrinkled his nose.

   "Hiss...I smell it too."

  This is the guard post on the north side of Qingshi County.

  Not far from them is the only road from Qingshi County to Xizhou City—although that road is too dilapidated to be called a road.

  Their staff officer, Bernie, probably had a grudge against trees in his previous life. In the past few months, he has been mobilizing them to cut down trees to repair fortifications and strengthen bunkers.

   Not only the southern side closest to Yuanxi Town has deployed a large number of firepower points, but even the northern side near Xizhou City has not less construction work.

  He even suggested to Lord Lion Tooth that a hundred or so slaves should be assigned to repair the dilapidated road.

  In the words of that staff officer, the land is dead, but people are alive. The opponent may not necessarily launch an attack from the nearest position, and may also detour to their side or even the back. Strong fortifications and unimpeded supply lines can help them gain more initiative on the battlefield.

  However, to be honest, Heifeng doubts whether the other party really has the guts to send it to his door.

  They have an entire thousand-man team stationed here, and the equipment they took over from the legion is not just a few rifles, but also dozens of 100mm artillery and trucks towing the artillery.

   Not only that, there are tens of thousands of people stationed in Xizhou City behind them. Once there is an attack here, a large number of reinforcements will arrive at the front line within a day at the latest.

   But having said that, the looming stench has always made Hei Feng uneasy.

   "I'll go out and have a look."

  After leaving this sentence, he grabbed the "Ripper" rifle leaning against the door, and followed the pungent smell to find it.

  Go downstairs to the street.

  A breeze happened to blow by.

   It was roughly judged that the smell was coming from the roof of the house next door. Heifeng loaded the rifle vigilantly and approached cautiously.

   Keep your feet down and climb up the stairs.

  However, when he walked up the stairs to the top of the building and pushed open the half-open door, he saw a scene he would never forget.

  I saw a fat mouse standing up to the height of half a person, humming an out-of-key song while shaking the iron can in his hand up and down, splashing the black fuel everywhere.

   That scene was simply too terrifying.

  The mouse not only uttered words, but even sang songs.

  That absurd scene made Heifeng suspect that he had hallucinations in front of his eyes for a while, so he froze in place on the spot, and even forgot the movements in his hands.

  The fat rat didn't see him.

  However, the "little mice" surrounding the fat mouse immediately noticed the uninvited guest, bared their fangs at him, and hissed.

  The strong man noticed the movement behind him, turned around, his round eyes happened to meet the predator at the door.

  There was a smile on his face that he thought he would resolve the embarrassment, and Shuqiang threw away the iron can in his hand without hesitation, and quickly pulled out the pistol stuck in his waist belt.

  However, the predator was obviously not a vegetarian, he quickly recovered from his astonishment, and pulled the trigger even one step faster than the strongman could do.

boom-!

  There were loud gunshots on the roof of the building.

  Strong man let out a muffled grunt, his chest was pierced by a rifle bullet, and he fell backward beside the rusty water tank.

  However, this shot did not make him lose his fighting power. He aimed his pistol at the entrance of the top floor and fired three shots, forcing the predators who were about to charge back.

  The bullets whizzed past his head, and Hei Feng felt his hair stand on end, completely unable to understand what happened.

  A half-human tall mutant mouse is scary enough, not only talking, but also pouring fuel on the ground with an oil tank? !

   Even drew a pistol and fired at him? !

  He didn't take any drugs last night!

   At this time, the teammates on the roof next to him probably heard the gunshots and shouted towards him.

   "Brother, what's the situation with you!?"

   Heifeng yelled in horror at the top of his voice while firing at the fat mouse hiding behind the cover.

   "Rat! Rat half the height of a man! Damn it! He fired at me!"

"mouse?!"

  His teammates were obviously also confused, and there was no sound for a while.

   Knowing that he couldn't explain clearly, Heifeng could only grit his teeth and continue firing, hoping that the patrol team would come to support them as soon as they heard the gunshots.

  Although the mouse does not have the "hands and feet" debuff, it is still unfavorable to use human weapons after all.

   The one who was shot in the body felt that his life was passing by quickly, and a lot of blood gushed out of his stomach with every breath.

   "Damn! This physique attribute is completely useless!"

   "Forget it, anyway, my resurrection CD is only 24 hours..."

  Filled out the last bullet in the magazine, felt overwhelmed by the difficulty, threw away the pistol that was already unsteady, and took out the matchbox with trembling fingers.

  A flame ignited at his fingertips.

  The flame is very weak.

  However, the moment they saw the light, whether it was the shivering little brother hiding around or the predator squatting at the entrance of the corridor, their faces showed horror like a ghost.

   "No!" Heifeng exclaimed.

  However, the fat mouse had already dropped the match on the ground and let out a sharp laugh.

   "Hahahaha! Human stuff—"

   "Die!"

  The flames surged up, engulfing the fat mouse in its entirety.

   Standing in the flames, the screaming and laughing strong man was like a ghost coming out of hell, and the raging fire burning beside him instantly turned the entire top floor into purgatory.

  The raging fire quickly spread along the fuel on the ground and the wet traces left by the rats, igniting all the iron cans on the rats' backs.

  The burning mouse screamed and struggled like crazy, jumped up and down and fled, and brought the flames to the nearby buildings before being burned to death.

  The continuous gunshots and billowing smoke quickly attracted the attention of nearby patrols, and a ten-man team quickly came to support them.

  Hei Feng, carrying a rifle, escaped in embarrassment from the smoke, and happened to bump into a ten-man captain, who grabbed him by the collar.

   "What's the matter with the fire here!"

  Facing the murderous gaze, Heifeng stammered.

   "Old, mouse, a half-man tall mouse, it was pouring fuel upstairs, and after I found it, it lit a match..."

  Hearing this endless narration, the ten captain was stunned for a moment, and then said furiously.

   "Do you think I'm stupid?!"

   Now is not the time.

  The ten captain let go of Heifeng's collar, let his subordinates watch over the suspected arsonist, and at the same time ordered others to put out the fire immediately.

  There are no lakes or rivers in Qingshi County, and their water source mainly depends on purified rainwater and a few wells. If the fire is allowed to continue to spread, the entire southern part of Qingshi County may become a fire ground!

  However, at this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from the sky.

  Before the captain realized what had happened, the bullets roared like a storm, and the concrete road under his feet was blasted into pieces!

  The cement debris hit by the bullets raged on the street corner, and a dilapidated concrete wall was directly blasted into a steel skeleton.

  Hei Feng, who got down in time, was lucky enough to escape, but the buddy beside him was not so lucky. Three 10mm machine guns directly rubbed off half of the man's body!

  Looking up at the "sky fire" that fell from the sky, the mice that survived the fire stopped running away one after another.

  In their view, the flames falling from the sky are the masterpiece of their bosses, and those invincible humans are running away under the power of the horned rat.

   Instead of feeling that they were betrayed by the boss, the horror in their eyes turned into worship.

  Simply handsome!

  …

  The roar of the machine gun went away.

  Heifeng, whose eardrums were almost shattered, struggled to climb out of the rubble.

  However, everything that came into view made him freeze his breath for the rest of his life.

  The ten captain who grabbed his collar earlier has been crushed to a pulp by the rain of bullets from the sky. And several predators next to him were also killed on the spot by machine gun fire.

  Not far from Heifeng, a predator with a rifle on his back was lying on the ground, his entire lower body was bloodied, and there were only incomprehensible sobs and wailing left in his mouth.

   Surrounded by a broken limb and broken arm.

   And all this is just a time to breathe.

   Fear was reflected in Heifeng's pupils, the rifle in his hand kept shaking, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

  The burning roof was constantly blown by the wind and sparks fell, the fire had spread to the street, and there was a loud roar in the distance.

   It is not known whether the ammunition depot was ignited by the fire, or the bomb dropped from the plane.

   Heifeng raised his head, and looked blankly at the sky.

  A plane hovered in the air like mosquitoes, and the nose of the plane spewed out tongues of flame from time to time, strafing towards the surrounding area of ​​the fire.

   Every round of diving, countless lives are harvested.

"…devil."

  The human-speaking mouse, the fire-breathing flying cross, and the ghostly howl...

   All of this is like a sign of the end.

  Muttering in horror, Heifeng didn't even have time to think about who their enemy was, so he moved his lead-filled legs and ran towards the machine gun fort.

  On the roof of the building not far away, the water-cooled machine gun was spewing out flames, shooting wildly towards the sky, venting its useless firepower.

   Not long after, a plane whizzed past the firing point, and then an aerial bomb hit the building that was breathing out flames.

  The flames of the explosion soared into the sky.

  The scorching shock wave collided with Heifeng's chest, blowing him away who was about to rush to support his teammates.

  When he wiped off the blood and debris on his face and struggled to get up from the ruins, only three and a half floors remained of the five-story building with the machine gun fort not far away.

   And the machine gun fort built with concrete and logs was blown up to the point that not even **** was left.

  Witnessing everything in front of him, Hei Feng couldn't hold back the fear in his heart anymore, and ran out like crazy. He didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to stay away from the street.

  And a similar scene.

   With the arrival of the Goblin Corps fighter group, it is being staged in various places in Qingshi County...

  …

   "Free Fire!"

   "Repeat, fire freely!"

  Bullets whizzed around behind him, the adrenaline-fueled mosquito shouted excitedly, and the joystick was evasive while swinging the joystick.

  He found it.

  Although the machine guns of these Marauders are quite powerful and the rate of fire is fast enough, their accuracy in air-to-air shooting is extremely poor.

  Because there is no tracer ammunition to correct the trajectory, these predators who have no experience in air combat can only shoot towards the sky by feeling.

   With a few simple evasive moves, he can throw off the fire chasing his wing, and then turn around to attack the fire point that is biting his teammate.

  The tranquility of the morning was disturbed by the loud gunshots, and the flying bullets covered the whole sky. The whole Qingshi County was like a powder keg that was ignited.

  The fuel that was dumped on the roof by the strongman before was all ignited by tracer bombs mixed with magnesium aluminum powder and phenolic resin.

  The entire southern part of Qingshi County turned into a sea of ​​flames. The looters who had no time to escape were burned to death on their beds. The burning streets divided the battlefield like walls of fire.

   The Marauders quickly ran into a dilemma.

  If they fight the fire, they will inevitably need to mobilize a lot of manpower. However, once the crowd gathers, they will inevitably be spotted by the planes hovering in the sky.

   But if they let the fire continue to spread, the supplies they have stored in the south will soon be reduced to ashes in the sea of ​​​​fire.

  In the department store.

  Lion Fang supported the table and stood up from the ground, and in surprise and anger grabbed the messenger who came to report the news from outside.

   "Where the **** did that **** plane come from?!"

   "I, I, I, I don't know, those planes came from the south... There were fifty, oh no, fifty-two of them, and they didn't say hello, and suddenly opened fire on us."

  The face of the predator stared at by the leader was full of horror, and he hesitated for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

   Just half a minute ago, two aerial bombs hit the building, and the deafening roar almost made everyone here lose their hearing.

   Fortunately, the building built before the war was strong enough. The two aerial bombs only scraped off a little cement, and did not cause obvious damage to the structure of the building.

   But even so, it's scary enough.

   "Fifty-two planes?! Are you sure?"

  After listening to the messenger's report on the battle situation, Bernie's face was full of surprise.

  The Marauder swallowed and nodded quickly.

   "I'm sure! I counted!"

   Bernie's heart sank.

  A month and a half ago, after listening to the information brought by the apostles of the Torch Church, he thought that it would be great for those blue coats to have two or three planes.

   But I didn't expect that dozens of planes came at once...

  Although it is an old-fashioned propeller plane, for the Bone Chewing tribe who lacks anti-aircraft firepower, the firepower falling from the sky is undoubtedly fatal.

  He could think with his toes that the opponent's ground troops might already be on their way. There are no copper mines in Yuanxi Town at all, and the railway leading to Yuanxi Town was ordered to be repaired by them!

  If it was before, Bernie would definitely suggest that Lion Tooth retreat, give up its position to preserve its strength, wait for the large army to concentrate its forces, and use a sea of ​​​​people to attack and defeat it.

   However, the other party has a plane...

  They are courting death no matter which direction they withdraw from.

   Lion Fang looked anxiously at his staff officer.

"what should we do?!"

   Bernie gritted his teeth and said.

   "Don't panic! They just got a little advantage in the sky, but the ground still belongs to us. Without the assistance of ground troops, it is difficult for their aircraft to cause effective damage to us."

"The troops in the blue coats are obviously already on their way here, but they chose to use planes to attack first, probably due to the limited number of people, so they plan to use planes to create chaos and create fighters for the ground troops. At this time, we must not make a mess first! "

   Lion Tooth is the commander who has experienced many battles. Although he panicked for a while, he quickly calmed down.

  Looking at Lion's Tooth, who was gradually calming down, Bernie gave his suggestion in a deep voice.

   "Let your subordinates find a nearby bunker to avoid, and remember not to leave the bunker to exchange fire with the plane! All ground machine gun positions, regardless of caliber, should turn their guns to shoot into the air!"

   Although this is not a good idea, but there is no better way now.

  If those planes are allowed to dump their ammunition and fly away, and then rush up together with the ground troops after they have replenished their ammunition, that will be truly terrible!

   The opponent is just a propeller plane.

  A bullet with a caliber above 7mm is enough to kill them effectively!

   "In addition, you need to immediately dispatch a centurion to try your best to control the fire in the south and keep our ammunition depots and firepower scattered in other areas! At the same time, notify the centurion on the northern defense line to prepare to meet the enemy!"

   "Xizhou City is less than 20 kilometers away from here, our large troops must have noticed it."

   "As long as we hold on until reinforcements arrive, victory will be ours!"

  …

   "Brothers! Spread out!"

  The bullets fired from the ground suddenly became denser.

  Almost all machine gun positions raised their muzzles and aimed at the sky, which caused a lot of trouble for the dive-bombing glider.

   Mosquito made a decisive decision and ordered the flight formation to disperse. The strategic location marked on the VM map was the priority target, and the elimination of the enemy's vital forces was the secondary goal. Each fought separately.

  The strategy of dispersing and harassing the attack did work. The firepower net from the ground to the sky was dispersed along with the dispersion of the flight formation.

   Even so, there were still two unlucky guys who were unfortunately shot by machine guns when they swooped down.

  A W-2 broke off its wing in the air and crashed straight into the machine gun bunker on the roof. The cockpit of another "Moth" was smashed into a sieve. Although the plane was still flying, the VM was blown out by the bullets.

  Looking at the two smoking planes, apart from the pain of the mosquitoes, I couldn't help but mourn in silence for my ace pilots.

"Brothers!"

   "My uncle will avenge you!"

  The combat attrition of the flight formation continued. From time to time, planes fell from the sky, but none of them escaped or parachuted.

  Everyone is red-eyed.

  Whether it is a pilot in the sky or an infantry soldier on the ground.

  The looters hiding in the ruins were not even satisfied with wasting machine gun bullets. Many even raised their rifles and shot towards the sky, regardless of whether they could hit or not.

   After all, the wing was shot a few times. A 7mm machine gun bullet even penetrated the cockpit and flew out, wiping the mosquito's left leg.

   Glancing at the VM strapped to his leg from the corner of his eye, Mosquito calmly grasped the joystick and lowered the flight altitude, throwing away the incoming bullets.

  As the height drops, the firepower behind him drops sharply.

   Ignoring the light machine guns chasing after his buttocks and shooting, the mosquito accelerated towards the ammunition depot marked on the map without hesitation.

  The moment the sights coincided, he deftly pressed the bomb release button.

  The 100kg aerial bomb was separated from the belly of the aircraft and poured straight into the half-collapsed concrete wall.

  As the explosion sounded, after a short delay, the lasing sparks shot up to tens of meters into the air.

  Almost at the moment when the mosquitoes pulled up the nose, the sound of crackling ammunition resounded throughout the street, and it was as lively as the Chinese New Year.

  The stalking predators were instantly swallowed by thick smoke and flying shrapnel, and the ground was covered with corpses for a while, causing countless casualties.

   "Hahaha! Happy New Year!"

  The tense face finally showed a trace of excitement, dropped the mosquito of the last aerial bomb, and continued to lock on the artillery position on the south side of the map.

   Two 100mm cannons are hidden under the wooden bunker.

  Those looters seem to know they have planes, and many strategic locations are camouflaged with garbage or concealment.

  However, what they don't know is that the eyes of the new alliance are not only active in the sky, but there are also a pair of bright eyes hidden in the ruins on the ground.

  In the past one and a half months, a certain mouse has already figured out their position clearly.

  Where is the ammunition depot, where is the place to sleep, where is the firepower point, and even the command post hidden in the department store, he marked it on the map by category.

Although there was no one on the artillery position, Mosquito still lowered the height, added a shuttle of 10mm machine guns, and took a hot bath for the artillery position hidden under the wood, in case the ground troops attacked later , Someone went up and fired.

  The mosquitoes that had finished shooting were about to pull up the nose, but at this moment, thick and long tongues of flame suddenly spewed out from the dark window not far away.

Da da da-!

  The left wing sawdust splashed and broke in two from the middle. The W-2 ground attack aircraft flying close to the roof instantly lost its balance!

"Grass!"

   Mosquito just had time to blurt out a national curse, and the belly of the aircraft came into close contact with the roof below, spinning sideways and crashing into the half-collapsed second floor opposite.

   This time, I was hit by a mosquito and my head was buzzing, and I was disconnected on the spot. After reconnecting repeatedly for ten minutes, I barely got back online.

  When he opened his blurred eyes, he found that his plane was stuck on the outer wall of the building, the second half was dangling in the air, and the front half got into the wall.

  A twisted steel bar penetrated the nose, split the propeller and motor in two from the middle, and just stopped at the position of the joystick.

   Fortunately, it stopped.

  If he moved an inch further, he wouldn't have to spend that much effort to reconnect, and he would just go back to the forum and wait for the battle report.

   This time I played off.

   "Mom...this is too exciting." The mosquito gasped, but was so choked by the thick smoke that it almost burst into tears.

   Fires are burning all around.

   From the map, his current location should be the southernmost side of Qingshi County, just behind the Bonechewing Tribe's position!

  Even the VM of the strong man is on the roof not far from him...

Wiping off the sand and blood on his face, knowing how many hateful mosquitoes he had pulled, he didn't dare to wait for a second, so he hurriedly pulled out a Pu-9 submachine gun from under the seat and threw it into the building in front of him. , Then reached out and grabbed the exposed steel bars of the wall, and got out of the dilapidated engine room.

  Almost at the same time as he got out of the engine room, bullets whizzed and nailed from the side of the street, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to turn his head back, and immediately rushed to the collapsed stairs.

  Escaped from the building in disgrace, Mosquito quickly turned into a small alley, but just when he was about to run away, he found a dead end within two steps.

  The face suddenly turned green, and the mosquito was about to turn back, but found that the predators had already chased the entrance of the alley.

   There is probably a centurion fighting the fire here.

   found him, the lone pilot, and almost all the predators nearby surrounded him.

  These people didn't seem to intend to simply kill him, but threw cigarettes into the alley, and pushed towards him leaning on the cover.

  The mosquito quickly emptied one magazine, and felt desperately without finding the second one after groping around.

   "Damn it! You guys are fighting fires! There are so many people who don't fight fires, it's useless to chase me who is flying a plane!"

   But the marauders couldn't understand what he was saying.

   And the mosquitoes estimate that even if they understand, they will not listen to him 100%.

  Looking at the faces with grim smiles and distorted expressions behind the thick smoke, Mosquito couldn't help but think of the books he had read, and shuddered involuntarily.

   "Forget it, I'm still strict... I'll see you on the forum later."

   Taking out a dagger from his pocket, Mosquito is ready to make a final resistance.

  However, at this moment, dense explosions suddenly came from a distance, and the earth-shattering roar could be clearly heard even tens of miles away.

  The predators blocking the entrance of the alley were obviously taken aback by the explosion, and even paused in their forward steps.

   Mosquito froze for a moment, glanced at the time on the VM, and a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.

   Can't go wrong!

   That's the sound of rockets!

  The offensive of the ground forces has begun!

   Without any hesitation, Mosquito reached out and held down the headset, and roared excitedly with all his strength.

   "Goblin Corps Artillery Team!"

   "Fire at Lao Tzu's coordinates!"

  (end of this chapter)