Chapter 313 Of course it is flying over!

   "Boom—!"

   Early in the morning.

   Shells fell one after another, splashing billows of dust from the middle to the south of Songlin Valley.

  Looking at the smoky highland two kilometers away, Xiongya, holding a telescope in his hand, sneered and waved his big hand forward.

   Eager to try, the centurion who was waiting at the side saw this, immediately loaded the rifle in his hand, and beckoned the brothers behind him to move forward.

   "Brothers, follow me!"

   A group of marauders raised their rifles and howled excitedly.

   "Chop off their heads!"

   "Aww!"

  Although the voice was the loudest, the centurion did not rush to the front. Instead, he cleverly let several centurions under his command lead others to go up first.

  A team of about 120 people was divided into three echelons, left, middle, and right, with four teams of ten in each echelon, advancing quickly under the cover of the pine forest.

  According to previous intelligence, there is a deathclaw lurking in this pine forest, and the brothers stationed at the northern outpost heard its roar.

  Everyone's eyes were wide open, even though their artillery had blasted the enemy's position into the sky, they did not dare to relax their vigilance at all.

  At the same time, on the ground that had just been plowed by artillery fire, two little players slowly poked their heads out of the trench.

   "Damn it... I'm almost deafened by my ears." The little finger drilled into his ears, and the silver sword cursed and spat with dirt in his mouth.

   Father Baiyin, who was squatting beside him, stretched his neck and looked outside, asking questions with his mouth.

   "How many coins did you hit just now? Have you counted them?"

   Silver Sword thought for a while.

   "I don't know...about twenty rounds?"

   Father Silver curled his lips.

   "Tsk, poor ghost!"

   After only 20 rounds, the fire ceased.

   If you have the ability to drop 200 rounds!

  鶸!

  Although the previous round of shelling was fierce, it did not have much impact on the players on duty.

  Thanks to elder brother Fang's foresight, he already had a premonition that the Ya clan would bombard their positions with no respect for martial arts, so everyone dug a bomb defense hole in the trench in advance.

  When the first shell just fell into the forest in front of the position, the players squatting in the trench immediately hid in the hole.

  By the time the marauders had corrected the shells to their positions, there was no one left in the trenches.

The anti-gun holes built in the trenches were five or six meters deep, and the walls and tops were reinforced with thigh-thick pine wood. Although the sound of the guns outside was earth-shattering, it did not affect the players in the holes. cause any substantial damage.

   After all, the power of 100mm artillery is still too small.

  Double the caliber and charge may work.

   At the same time, the players of the Burning Corps, who were resting in the blast hole, opened their eyes one by one, waking up from sleep one after another.

   Startled by the pair of eyes that suddenly opened, the Silver Hand who was squatting at the entrance of the blast hole said in surprise.

   "Damn, you guys are online so soon? I'm going to find someone to go down and call you."

  Fang Chang shook his drowsy head, looked at the dust on his legs, immediately understood what happened, and said calmly.

   "What's the situation outside now?"

   The Silver Hand quickly replied.

   "The other side poured dozens of shells at us, about seven or eight of which fell on our position, but we hid in time, and there were no casualties!"

"It can be accurately bombed to our position, there should be observers of predators nearby..." Quickly made a judgment, Lao Bai immediately looked at Ye Shi, "Ye Shi, go to the mountain beside you to look for it. By the way, let's see if anyone is coming from the highlands north of us."

  Ye Shi, who turned off his helmet visor, has already consciously grabbed the sniper rifle and backpack on the ground.

   "Got it! Squall, let's go."

"Um."

  Guangfeng talked less as usual, nodded, picked up the rifle and the drone backpack that were placed next to him, and went to the hole with a low body.

   The two left the blast hole.

   Fang Chang moved to the side of the observation hole and glanced outside.

   "...The shelling stopped, and the opponent probably planned to charge."

  The pine forest at the foot of the **** was silent, and the early morning twilight passed through the gaps in the trees. If it weren't for the shell crater emitting a trace of heat, almost no one would associate this place with the battlefield.

  However, through the observation hole that is almost covered by mud, even if Fang Chang is not a player of the perception system, he can still smell the murderous intent hidden under the silence.

   Without hesitation, Lao Bai stretched out his index finger and quickly clicked twice on the VM, switched the communication channel to the captain's voice, and shouted.

   "Everyone, go to the battle position immediately!"

   "Ready to engage the enemy!"

  Players who just logged into the game immediately got out of the anti-gun holes, rushed into the trenches and took their positions, and loaded the rifles and light machine guns in their hands.

  At the same time, the Predator Centuries passing through the forest finally touched the edge of the pine forest!

  The two sides met face to face.

  The centurion at the foot of the hill didn't have time to think about why there were so many people standing in the trench in front of him, even though the artillery on his side had fired several rounds of high-explosive grenades on the high ground.

  Now there is only one thing he can do—

   "Fire! Fire everyone!"

   Roaring loudly, the centurion decisively lay down behind the thigh-thick pine tree, and while shooting at the high ground with the rifle in his hand, he urged the centurion beside him to lead his team to press up.

  Of course the players stationed on the high ground would not let them succeed. Lao Bai took the lead in pulling the trigger and fired the first shot in the defense of Songlinyu.

   "Free fire! Repeat, free fire!"

   "Attention all team members, hit me hard!"

  The battle is about to start!

   As soon as the marauder rushed to the bottom of the slope, he was suppressed by the firepower sloping down from the high ground.

Seeing the ferocious firepower on the high ground, the predators were forced to stop their charge, and they all fell into the craters left by the previous shelling, using the pine trees and rocks lying on the ground as cover, and started a fierce exchange of fire with the players on the high ground .

  For a while, there were loud gunshots up and down the slope.

  The battle situation is extremely anxious!

   Seeing that the high ground in front of him could not be attacked for a long time, Xiong Ya, who was standing on the north **** two kilometers away, looked anxious and couldn't help cursing.

   "Did these idiots not eat!"

  Standing beside Xiongya, Tumen, who was serving as a staff officer, held a telescope in his hand and observed the distant position with his brow furrowed.

  The firepower is too dense!

   There are probably hundreds of people squatting in the trenches, and the people downhill under the pressure of a dozen light machine guns can't even lift their heads. This position doesn't look like it has been washed by shells at all.

  “…Those people probably dug a bomb hole in the trench.”

   Tumen couldn't figure it out.

  No matter how he calculates, the opposite side only has 18 hours to build fortifications.

   Even if you keep digging for a moment, it is not easy to dig out the trench in such a short time. However, they not only dug out the trenches, but even dug holes to resist the shelling.

  Even if it is a real gopher, this speed is a bit exaggerated.

   Putting down the binoculars, Tumen looked at the commander standing aside, and said solemnly.

   "The opponent has a wealth of field combat experience, this battle may not be easy!"

  Hearing the staff officer's evaluation, Xiong Ya's eyes flashed a trace of irritability.

  Especially thinking of the mocking eyes of the Torch Church apostle made him furious.

   Not easy to fight?

  He still doesn't believe it!

  Looking at the mortar that was just set up not far behind him, Xiongya ordered with a loud voice.

   "Mortar team obey orders!"

   "The high ground in front of the target, let me smash it!"

  With a few bangs, dozens of mortar shells rose into the sky one after another and landed heavily on the southern **** of Songlinyu.

   Explosions sounded one after another, and dust flew from the highlands on the south side of Songlinyu for a while.

   I didn't expect these predators to be so stupid, and regardless of the teammates who were still charging, they even blew up their own people.

  The players squatting in the trenches were caught off guard by the bombardment, and they all lay behind the bunkers to avoid the raging shrapnel.

  Feeling the shrapnel flying above his head, Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai and shouted.

   "There are too many people in the trenches, and three teams of ten are enough! The rest of the people went forward to hide in the artillery holes, and the people outside fell down, and the people behind came up again!"

"good!"

  Obviously, Lao Bai also realized the problem, and immediately issued orders to the teams through the command channel.

  Twenty light machine guns were left on the ground. Two people stood next to each machine gun. One fired and the other delivered ammunition. The rest squatted at the entrance of the gun hole as substitutes, ready to take over the positions of teammates at any time.

  With the deployment adjustment, although the firepower on the position has weakened slightly, the efficiency has improved a lot.

   And the predators below the hillside are much worse.

   The mortar shells smashed from behind them were completely inaccurate, and less than half of them fell on the high ground.

   As for the remaining half...

   Either hit too far, or landed on one's own face.

  Machine guns were erected on the hillside in front, and mortars from teammates were blasting behind them. They were caught in the middle complaining endlessly, in a dilemma.

   In less than ten minutes, half of the entire centurion was beaten!

   "MMP! You can fry, right..."

  The mosquito lying in the trench cursed and fiddled with the index finger on the VM screen, and set the shelling coordinates for the hillside to the north of Songlinyu.

  Songlinyu is about ten kilometers away from Qingshi County, which is already close to the maximum range of his 130mm rocket.

   But it's not a big problem!

  The bazookas of the Goblin Corps were all mounted on electric mule trucks. After Qingshi County was captured, they were stationed in the camp near the department store center.

  At the beginning of the battle, he had already ordered the artillery team to drive the truck with the launch tube to the open space in the northern suburbs of Qingshi County for deployment.

  At this moment, his artillerymen have arrived at the position, ready to launch a counter-attack on the enemy's mortar positions at any time!

   "Attention the Artillery Team of the Goblin Corps! The artillery coordinates have been updated, and a round of rocket salvo—"

   "Blow me up!"

   After waiting for a few minutes, a whistling sound came from above everyone's heads, like an organ playing.

  Accompanied by the screaming of the buzzer, thick and long tail flames tore through the silent morning and evening, and fell like raindrops on the northern part of Songlinyu.

   Fifty rockets poured down suddenly!

  These rockets are inaccurate, but the quantity makes up for it.

  The deafening roar made the mortar positions in the north shut up immediately, and thick smoke billowed from the high ground in the north.

  In less than half a minute, dozens of people died under the indiscriminate bombardment of rockets, and nearly a hundred people were injured.

  There were wolves crying and ghosts howling on the hot smoke, and there were countless predators whose arms and legs were blown off. The scene was like hell.

   Struggling to get up from a piece of muddy land, Xiongya didn't care about the mud all over his face, and his face was full of shock.

   "Damn, what was that just now?!"

  He had never seen such a terrifying weapon.

  Countless missiles almost covered the sky, and one of them landed less than 20 meters away from him, and the shock wave of the explosion directly knocked him to the ground.

   He had never been so close to death.

   At that moment, he even felt that he lost his breath.

  Perhaps, I shouldn't talk too much...

   "Rockets... shit, they got the whole thing out!"

  Tumen, who was not far from Xiongya, also looked embarrassed, but he was a person who had seen the world, so his reaction was quite calm.

   Glancing at the messy position behind him, Tumen's mood sank to the bottom.

   Lacking fortifications and bunkers, this sudden round of saturated firepower has cost them at least the combat effectiveness of a centurion.

  Thanks to him saving a hand and not allowing all the troops behind to catch up, otherwise the loss will be even more serious...

   "The opponent's support firepower is probably higher than ours. We need the support of the vehicle... Otherwise, if we continue to fight like this, even a thousand more people will not be enough."

   "Get your people back!"

  Although he doesn't want to admit it, the facts are in front of him.

   "Damn gophers...have the ability to come down from the high ground and fight me like a man!"

   Xiongya cursed tremblingly, pulled out the flare gun from his waist, stuffed it with a green-painted flare, and fired a shot into the sky.

  As the green light rose into the sky, the centurion who was commanding the battle on the front line saw the signal light in the sky, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, calling for the looters around to retreat.

   "Old Bai, they retreated! How should I say, chasing them?"

  Watching the predators below begin to retreat, Quit, holding the machine gun, immediately shouted excitedly, and looked at Lao Bai beside him.

   Staring at the old white brow under the slope, he shook his head.

   "Hold your ground!"

  Compared to the 500 people they blocked yesterday, these people are obviously much more difficult to deal with. At least they knew to seek cover and spread their advance instead of swarming into their muzzles.

  It seems that the difficulty of the level is gradually increasing...

  However, at this moment, Lao Bai suddenly noticed Mr. Junk who was squatting at the door of the anti-blasting hole, eager to fight. His heart moved, and he immediately added a sentence after the previous order.

   "Except for trash brother."

  As soon as I heard this sentence, I couldn't help but pick up trash level 99, and immediately got out of the blast hole.

   "Hahaha! It's finally my turn! Brothers, cover me!"

   After finishing speaking, the heavily armored lizard raised its head and screamed excitedly, jumped out of the trench without delay, and ran towards the pine forest under the hillside.

  Seeing the large lizard jumping out of the trench, the commander and staff officers holding binoculars on the opposite position were dumbfounded.

   "...What was that just now." Xiong Ya swallowed and said.

   Staring at Tumen at the edge of the pine forest, he spoke with difficulty.

   "Kindly resembles Deathclaws... but looks a bit smaller."

  If this monster rushed to the back, the centurion he sent out to seize the high ground might not be able to return.

  Xiong Ya didn't dare to hesitate, he hastily pushed the centurion standing beside him, and urged to order.

   "Quick! Take your men up!"

   "The people who cover us come back!"

   Armed with an iron fist bazooka and a heavy rifle for hunting large alien species, a centurion set off headed down the hill.

   However, they were still a step behind.

   Junk Lord rushing into the crowd is like a rampaging tank, and every swing of the steel claws will take away several lives.

  When the reinforcements who ran down the mountain finally caught up to the fleeing friendly army, the centurion sent to **** the high ground had only a dozen or so left.

  Running into the reinforcements of the predators, Mr. Garbage didn't bother to fight, and immediately gave up the pursuit, turned around and fled into the pine forest behind him.

  The first round of confrontation between the Beartooth tribe and the Burning Legion came to an end.

  The Predator Centuries, which launched the attack first, dropped more than a hundred corpses, and only a dozen or so people fled back to the northern position.

  The previous round of rocket bombing not only caused more than a hundred casualties, but also completely deterred the Xiongya tribe who were arrogantly clamoring to contribute to Qingshi County within ten days.

   Not to mention Qingshi County.

  Just a highland on the north side of Qingshi County cost them nearly 20% of the casualties...

After weighing the pros and cons, Xiong Ya followed the advice of his staff, gave up the position on the north side of Songlinyu, and retreated five kilometers to Xizhou City to station, leaving only two centurions to build trenches on the original position and bomb shelters.

  As for the players, they also suffered 17 casualties, half of which were carried away by the mortars on the opposite side.

   Discovering that the looters on the northern position had withdrawn, it was too late to cheer for victory. The players in the trench, under the leadership of the corps leader, immediately reinforced the position under their feet.

  The opponent obviously won't let it go.

  No one knows when the next round of shelling will come.

  At the same time, Lao Bai, who was digging trenches with his comrades, quickly received a new task through VM—to hold on to the highlands on the south side of Songlinyu for at least 48 hours.

   Supplies will arrive within 2 hours, including 10 10mm heavy machine guns, and a mortar squad consisting of 20 NPCs.

   After 48 hours, the Death Corps will switch defenses with them.

  …

  Qingshi County.

  Temporary Command.

  Looking at the battle report sent by the front line and the logistics department at the same time, Chu Guang felt mixed feelings.

  Only 24 hours after the start of the war, his little players had already destroyed one hundred and fifty 130mm rocket launchers, 400 100mm howitzers, and dozens of 100kg aerial bombs and bombing planes for him.

   In addition, there are nearly 31 tons of basic ammunition—including 670,000 rounds of 7mm full-power rifle ammunition and several machine gun ammunition.

  As for the task rewards issued to the players?

  That is all trivial.

  Even based on the per capita battle reward of 1,000 silver coins, the money sent out is only a little over one million silver coins. With the "secondary market" of the silver coin consignment platform as a reservoir, some players will exchange silver coins into real currency to improve their lives, and a large number of reservation players will digest this part of inflation for him.

  However, there is no place for credit for the fired bullets.

   This is probably the biggest difference between the virtual economy and the real economy.

  Although he had made sufficient preparations before the war, in the actual fight, Chu Guang still deeply realized how expensive it was to fight.

  Of course, under the advantage of firepower, the results achieved are quite amazing.

  The 1,000-man corps wiped out the entire 1,000-man corps of the Ya clan in less than half a day, and the Burning Corps stationed at Songlinyu even relied on a company of troops to drive away a regiment that came to seize the high ground.

  In addition, the equipment seized from Lion's Tooth and the copper mine that was being resumed production also brought back some of his blood.

   While Chu Guang was silently calculating the expenses in his mind, the officers in the headquarters were discussing the next battle plan.

  Wrench is speaking now.

  After several battles, although his front-line combat experience is still lacking, his strategic vision has improved a lot compared to when he was in the guard.

   It turns out that Vanus usually speaks at such times, and now he can also put forward his own opinions based on the intelligence fed back by the frontline troops.

   "...Songlin Valley is the only way from Qingshi County to Xizhou City. As long as the commander of the Ya Clan is not an idiot, he will definitely take this strategic place at all costs."

   "Currently, the thousand-man team of the Ya clan has been repulsed by our corps, but I believe it will not be long before a more violent second round of offensive will come!"

"I also believe so."

  Vanus, who was standing aside, stared at the map and nodded slowly.

  “…If the Ya Clan is allowed to occupy the highlands on the south side of Songlinyu, their 100mm artillery can hit the county seat of Qingshi County.”

   "Since we have the conditions to defend, my suggestion is to send more people and do everything possible to control this position!"

  Although until this morning, Vanus believed that the strategy of "advancing the front line another ten kilometers north" was too radical, but after seeing the battle report from the Burning Corps from the front line, all his worries disappeared.

  The strength of this elite corps is far stronger than he imagined!

  If each of these people has the ability to be one against ten, maybe they can really perform miracles and turn the impossible into reality.

   Listening to the officers' discussions, Chu Guang, who was sitting at the command table, suddenly spoke.

   "How many people do you think will be needed?"

  Vanus thought for a while and said.

   "The terrain of Songlinyu can deploy up to three thousand-man troops. If you want to block the attack of 3,000 men... If you want to be conservative, you need at least 1,000 men."

   Chu Guang asked.

   "How about more aggressive?"

  Vanus was silent for a while.

   "Five hundred people."

   At this time, Bernie, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

   "Five hundred people may not be enough. I know your infantry is strong, but the Ya clan has tanks. They have already suffered a loss from you once, and they will not make the same mistake next time."

  Everyone looked at him in unison.

  This person used to be the commander of the 210,000th team of the former Legion Expeditionary Force. After following his superiors and defecting to the Bonechewer tribe, he joined the Lion's Tooth account as a staff officer.

  Because he had surrendered to the new alliance under Vanus' persuasion, he is currently serving as a prisoner of war and serving as a temporary "advisor for military operations against the Bonechewing Tribe".

  Although Bernie's identity was a bit sensitive, Chu Guang did not ignore the information he provided, but looked at him and asked.

   "How many tanks do they have."

   Bernie shook his head: "I don't know the specifics... If it's just the equipment that we took over from us, there are about a dozen or so, but it's hard to say if you count the equipment they bought from other places."

   "Buy?" Chu Guang frowned slightly, "Is there anyone selling tanks to them?"

  Bernie gave a wry smile.

   "Not just tanks, but replacement parts, repair tools, fuel and shells... You don't think those savages are self-sufficient."

  Chu Guang: "Continue."

   Bernie paused for a moment, then continued.

"...As far as I know, there is a place called 'Bugra' in the north-central region of the River Valley Province. They call themselves the Buguera Free State, and most of the residents there are bounty hunters, mercenaries or thieves...and sell their stolen goods for them The merchants and factory owners who pay for the stolen goods. These people are never picky about buyers and sellers, and naturally they also do the business of looters. Because they are close to the Great Rift Valley, they can even get a lot of good things that are rare in the wasteland. "

   Chu Guang was slightly surprised.

   "I thought the Bonechewers would steal everything they came across."

   Bernie made a helpless expression.

"They are indeed doing this, and even want to establish a kingdom belonging to the looters in the River Valley Province. However, there is no absolute in everything. The treasures they rob have to be traded, so it is not everyone who robs them. For example, Honghe Town, It used to be their second largest place to sell stolen goods, but the garbage mountain there is too eye-catching, and it just blocks the way of the Snake Clan going east...so the honeymoon period of the two sides came and went quickly."

   "As for the Buguera Free State...it's too close to the Great Rift Valley. The Bonechewers don't dare to provoke those ruthless people, and have been heading south."

   No wonder.

   Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.

  He was wondering how the marauders got their tanks here from the north. Even if there is fuel, if something breaks on the road, it must be repaired, right?

  Equipment without logistical support are non-renewable resources.

   And this is one of the reasons why Boulder City would rather spend money to hire a large group of cannon fodder to deal with the wave than send power armor.

   Chu Guang wasn't very worried about this business partner of the Bone Chewing Tribe. Those people are in business, not charity.

  The Ya Clan’s southward movement has stopped, there are not enough spoils, no income-generating industries, even if there are trade routes, it is just a decoration.

   As for those tanks?

  Chu Guang was even less worried.

  Are you afraid of 100 kg aerial bombs?

   No matter how hard the coffin boards left to them by the Legion are, the people inside are always made of meat. Throwing down a 100kg aerial bomb, even the slime mold would be blasted to pieces, not to mention a few rookie tank crews.

  Chu Guang hoped that they would drive out the tanks earlier. This thing has the same nature as the power armor of Boulder City, and if one is broken, one less.

   "...The longer the stalemate in this battle, the better for us. Although the Ya clan has the upper hand in numbers, the logistics situation is not at the same level as ours!"

   "As long as we try our best to contain them in our position, consume their vital strength and supplies through solid fronts and artillery fire, the final victory must belong to us!"

   Liu Ding, who had been staring at the map, suddenly sighed with emotion.

   "It would be great if we could send an army to infiltrate their rear... Even if we don't fight them head-on, it would be nice to unite with the local resistance organization to create some trouble for them."

  Of course, he also talked about it.

  Infiltrating into the enemy's rear is a matter of one sentence, but it is not generally difficult to implement.

  Because this is equivalent to asking a group of soldiers to continue fighting without supplies and surrounded by heavy siege.

   In the absence of sufficient advantages, this kind of risky plan is tantamount to sending people to death.

  However, after hearing these words, Chu Guang's eyes lit up.

   "That's a good idea!"

   Bernie shook his head with a frown.

   "It's difficult... According to my understanding of the terrain in this area, Songlinyu is the only way from Qingshi County to Xizhou City. Unless we go around from Tianshui, but that is the territory of the Snake Clan."

  Vanus also cast doubtful eyes on Chu Guang.

   "How are you going to send the troops there?"

  Chu Guang stood up and looked at the map, smiling slightly.

   "Of course I flew over!"

  (end of this chapter)