Chapter 462 The gas tank that fell from the sky is just like their past

  Although Chu Guang didn't show his face on the front line for more than a week, Chu Guang has always had a little player silently watching him from behind.

   After seeing a series of coquettish operations by these players, Chu Guang was also dumbfounded.

   "Good guy... This 'game' is so real that they can understand it."

   Cannon fodder training is okay.

   Not only helped the pangolin to kill the head, but also helped the friendly army to go to the inventory at the bottom of the box.

  In this way, the pangolin got military merits, the newcomers got growth, the allies got new equipment, and the alliance got arms orders... After counting, he won at least three times, and he won it lying down.

  Which genius came up with this idea!

   Sitting on the desk, Xiao Qi tilted her head, observed the expression on Chu Guang's face, and asked in a low voice.

   "Master, I feel that the undercover agents you arranged in the Legion seem to be in danger... Shall I remind them? Don't play too exaggeratedly."

   "No, just let them go," Chu Guang smiled and shook his head, "That guy doesn't die that easily. It's too fake to be merciful on the battlefield, but it's more real this way."

   It would be even better if he could get hurt.

   As a war hero, send him back to the rear to recuperate. Maybe he can go to the west of the Central Continent to see what's going on with the legion.

  He always heard Vanus say how mighty and majestic the city of Triumph is, there is not even a photo, and the information on this official website is not easy to write.

  Xiao Qi nodded with half understanding.

   "Good job."

  Although I don't understand it very well, but the master said so, there should be no problem.

  Sliding the scroll wheel of the mouse with his index finger, Chu Guang continued to browse the posts on the forum.

   Almost at the point where they were about to go offline, a certain ghost suddenly jumped out of the group named [No Inner Ghost].

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Brothers are cute!! Heavy inside story!"

   Edge paddling: "What's the inside story?"

  I am the darkest: "You were carried away by Mengxin?"

  Battlefield atmosphere team: "Fuck off! Seriously, wasn't there a shortage of ammunition on the front line before? In the beginning, our ammunition was distributed from other sections of this defense zone. Today, it suddenly started to be distributed from other defense zones!"

  The mole on the run in the canyon: "Fuck?!"

   Edge paddling: "Really?"

  Commander Quanshui: "Can you confirm which defense zone it is!?"

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Hey, this is exactly what I want to talk about. The ammunition box delivered today is engraved with the numbers G40 and 41. Not surprisingly, it should be sent from these two defense zones!"

  The mole on the run in the canyon: "Amazing!"

  Commander Quanshui: "Remember to count the ammunition delivered every time! At that time, we can calculate the remaining ammunition in each defense zone, and adjust the offensive route of Plan 3 accordingly!"

  When he typed these words, Commander Quanshui was so excited that his palms were almost sweating.

  If all goes well, when the operation officially starts next week, they will face a group of defenders with low ammunition and low morale.

   This line of defense is as fragile as an egg shell, and it will break if you knock it!

  As long as they can tear a hole in their defense line, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps can drive straight into the No. 3 oasis, cooperate with the troops of several divisions to quickly divide the battlefield, and completely break up the enemy's defense force.

   It is easy to wipe out the 100,000 troops!

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Hey, what kind of merit is this, sir? (Satisfied

  Commander Quanshui: "It's a solid special achievement!"

   Edge stroke: "6666!"

  …

  In just one week, the 700th team led by the pangolin has wiped out a full thousand-man team of the alliance.

  The victories in the past few days have not only boosted the confidence of the soldiers on the front line, but also the officers at all levels of command can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  Before going to the front line, they saw all the terrified deserters, and all they heard were rumors about how brutal and murderous the Union soldiers were.

   Looking at it now, it is nothing more than that.

   Presumably those clumsy followers were just making excuses for their failures.

  Now the legendary deeds of the G53-7 defense area are like wings, and spread throughout the entire army under Griffin's instruction.

  This kind of legendary story boosts morale, similar to ace snipers or pilots.

  Although one or two elites cannot change the direction of the entire battle, they can give most people the confidence that "I can do it myself".

  As to why the alliance is clinging to the G53-7 defense zone and refuses to invest more troops in combat, there are different opinions within the legion.

   Some people believe that position G53 may be the strategic focus of the alliance's next phase of offensive plan, and they intend to use it as a breakthrough in the campaign.

   But most people still prefer another statement.

   That is, there are disagreements within the alliance on whether to continue the war.

   This situation is not uncommon in the Legion's road to conquest.

  Although it has a huge size, not every army in the legion can win hearty victories in every battle.

  Especially those wars that are not dominated by the overall will of the legion, occasionally they will be sidelined by the survivors who are entrenched in the place.

   Even so, these survivor settlements finally chose to surrender out of fear of the huge size of the legion.

   Of course, there are still a few people who believe that the reason may be more immediate than the difference of opinion-the alliance is dying in the physical sense.

  War is a money-burning game.

   It is true that the enterprises’ assistance to the alliance is true, but the continuous losses caused by the aid are also true. If the alliance bears all the logistical expenses by itself, the alliance's economic size and fledgling industrial capacity may not be able to last even a week.

  The information was provided by their business partner, the Bugra Free State located in the northern part of the River Valley Province.

  If this is the case, it is not difficult to explain why the soldiers who launched a "suicide attack" towards the G53-7 line of defense have their hips stretched every time...

  G53-7 Camp.

  Looking at the bundles of rifles piled on the ground, and a pile of ammunition of different calibers and lengths, the officer who came here to recover the spoils couldn't help but joked in a mocking tone.

   "Did they take out all the inventory at the bottom of the box?"

  The equipment seized on the battlefield has a high failure rate, so before it can be used, it usually needs to be sent to the repair team under the Ten Thousand Team for repair and refurbishment.

  The positioning of this repair team is probably similar to that of a division-level repair company.

  According to the military regulations of the Legion, except for special circumstances, combat units at all levels are not allowed to detain and seize equipment without authorization. They need to be sent to the maintenance team for re-equipment, and then transferred to the logistics team for uniform distribution.

  However, this military regulation is not strictly enforced.

   After all, whether the situation is special or not depends entirely on the judgment of the frontline commanders. Considering that the supplies may be gone one day, most commanders are more inclined to keep the supplies for themselves.

  Especially now that there are obvious problems, no matter how high the failure rate of these seized weapons is, it is better to have them than to have none.

   However, the pangolin is different. This simple war hero "generously" gave up all the supplies seized from the alliance.

joke.

  He is not stupid!

   What kind of rifles does that dog Quanshui give to the newbies? The newbies can't figure it out. Can he figure it out?

   This is a beta version, iron pipe rifle dogs don’t even need it!

   "It seems that there is a big problem with the alliance's logistics," the field guy whistled, and casually echoed, "Maybe it won't take long to win."

  The officer grinned.

   "I really don't know how those rookies who escaped from the No. 9 oasis fought."

  The field guy teased.

   "It happens that we can teach them hand in hand."

"Ha ha."

  The officer laughed heartily.

  Although this pangolin is not from Willant, it is quite interesting to speak unexpectedly.

   And no matter who it is, as long as they can beat up the alliance and vent their anger for them, they are their good friends.

   He even kind of likes this guy.

   At this time, a woman with dark brown hair jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck at the end of the convoy.

  The sudden appearance of a woman in the barracks full of old men naturally attracted the attention of a group of ten husbands, even the not-so-smart clones also looked over.

  That looks really good.

   But after seeing her high bridge of the nose, the officers who originally planned to whistle and tease her seemed like deflated balls, staying where they were so cool.

  Willant people will not look down on them.

  Although they were lucky enough to transfer from the subordinate army to the formation of the regular army, just luck is not enough for them to climb high.

  They knew very well that it was impossible for those big noses to look at them, and instead they would give them two whips for offending them.

  The Battlefield guy sized up the woman.

  Her eyes are blue, her dark brown hair is braided, and she has the signature high bridge of the Willante...and even taller mountains.

  The legion is not without women, but almost all of them are "foreign races" who work as servants. This is the first time he has seen a pure-blooded Willant.

   And it was also the first time he discovered that the big nose is not always so ugly, it still depends on which face it is installed on.

  The woman walked straight up to him.

   "Hello, Mr. Pangolin."

"Who are you?"

"Penny, a reporter from Triumph, nice to meet you," the woman smiled and stretched out her right hand, showing the notebook and recording pen in her arms, "The command sent me here to understand the situation... Excuse me Is it convenient for you to be interviewed now?"

   "Triumph News", as the name suggests, is a newspaper issued by Triumph City, and it is also the most widely circulated newspaper within the Legion. However, due to the efficiency of information dissemination and other reasons, the editions printed in different regions are quite different.

  For example, in Triumph City, the "Triumph News" mainly reports the news of Triumph City, and news from the front line is usually placed after three pages.

But on the front line, the content of "Triumph" will try to avoid hometown and family topics as much as possible, but focus on victory, beauties, cool stories and all the news that can stimulate the soldiers' hormones, and there are some things that can pass the time. Puzzles, crossword puzzles for boring time in the trenches.

  Most grassroots officers are literate and can read to ordinary soldiers, and the radio will also read newspapers at specific times.

In order to ensure the enthusiasm of the soldiers for expanding the territory, the officers need someone to show their muscles on the battlefield, someone to live a luxurious life like an emperor in the survivor colony, and someone to make a fortune from the war... even if there is no It can also be modified slightly.

  This kind of newspaper, like bread, alcohol, and tobacco, does not require soldiers to pay for it themselves, and is part of the logistics supplies.

  As soon as he heard that the "Triumph" was going to interview him, the Zhandi guy remembered what Coleway told him yesterday, and was immediately amused, and immediately shook her hand.

   "It's my honor to serve the beauty. Feel free to ask if you have any questions."

   The flattery of appearance is old-fashioned, but it never goes out of style.

   Sure enough, the corners of Penny's mouth slightly turned up, revealing a happy expression.

   "In order not to waste your time, I'll just get straight to the point."

   Gently flicking her bangs, she skillfully turned on the recording pen, looked at the pre-written questions in the notebook, and said.

   "So first question...do you have any family?"

  The Battlefield guy said without hesitation.

   "I'm an orphan, and the officer who took me in, Colway, is my family."

  Penny looked at him in surprise, with more sympathy in her eyes, and continued to ask.

   "I heard that you are an awakened one?"

"Yes."

   "You must have had a hard workout, right?"

  The field guy smiled embarrassedly.

   "Uh, that's not true. In fact, I woke up quite inexplicably...I still haven't figured out what happened."

  Penny froze for a moment, then smiled.

   "That's right, most of the awakened people discovered that they had acquired abilities different from ordinary people by accident... Even survivors other than the Willant people have a certain probability of becoming lucky."

   Paused, she continued.

   "Then may I ask... what makes you invincible on the battlefield?"

  The warfield guy replied almost without thinking.

   "Of course it is loyalty to the Marshal!"

  Penny was slightly taken aback, and asked subconsciously.

   "But... aren't you from the Jinchuan Province? You must have never met the Marshal, right?"

   "It's not important," the Zhandi guy said straightforwardly without blushing, "Although I have never met His Majesty the Marshal, nor have I ever been to Triumph City, but the lord's ideas deeply attracted me."

   "This chaotic world needs order! Only when noble blood flows in all blood vessels, can this world usher in eternal order!"

  Hearing that impassioned speech, Penny's expression couldn't help being moved.

This is…

  What loyalty!

   "Then what do you think of your chief Colway—"

  Before the words fell, they were interrupted by a sudden explosion.

  Deafening explosions came from the front line not far away, and the flying stones and dust rushed up to a height of more than ten meters, and even sprinkled near the convoy.

  The soldiers of the repair company raised their arms one after another, covering their heads and dodging.

  The officer's cap was blown off by the turbulent air wave, and the face of the warfield guy changed instantly.

   Damn it!

   Is it different from the promised time?

   The revenge buddies didn't give him time to hesitate.

   After a brief pause, a whistling scream suddenly came from the air.

  I saw gas tanks with steel pipes stuck in their buttocks flying randomly in the sky, and explosions and flames bloomed on the battlefield like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

   "Lie down!"

  Seeing a huge gas tank flying towards this side, the Zhandi guy's face changed wildly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Penny's arm, dragging her to the ground.

   This guy can't die!

   Or he pretended for a long time and was forced to pretend for nothing? !

   "Boom—!"

   At the moment when the two fell down, the loud explosion sounded almost at the same time.

  The turbulent shock wave raged and spread, overturning a truck on the spot, and almost failed to blow off the maintenance team officer who was bragging with him before.

   It was already half a minute after the dust settled.

   After confirming that there were no new explosions, the Battlefield guy released Penny who was under his pressure, and got up from the ground.

   "Shit! Bah—"

   Spit out the sand in his mouth, the war-field guy wiped the ashes on his face, cursed and looked at the frightened war-field reporter.

"Are you OK?"

  This guy is not very good.

   Is this your first time on the job?

   Didn't answer his question, Penny's face was pale, she lay on the ground and dared not get up, her eyes were filled with undecided fear, and her pants were vaguely wet.

   After a long time, she said in a trembling voice.

   "Just now, what was that...?"

  Listen to that voice...

  Why is it louder than a 100mm gun? !

  The battlefield guy smiled.

   "The gas tank bomb is really powerful, but it's not very accurate, and the range is not very far... It's not the first time we have encountered it."

  Penny swallowed.

  Gas bomb? !

  This is... how barbaric!

   "Are you ... suffering from such bombardment every day?" Her voice trembled, and she did not forget to find the recording pen from the ground and pick it up.

   "Those people's basic operations... See, the alliance is only capable of this. It looks scary, but the effect is mediocre. There is nothing to worry about!"

  The warfield guy grinned, picked up the rifle and hat that fell aside, "Wait for me a while, I'll collect those dogs."

   After finishing speaking, before Penny stretched out her hand to stop him, he turned and stepped into the smoky battlefield.

   This group of newcomers hit the top.

   Even the "saturated firepower" has been adjusted!

  Besides being surprised, he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

  If I don’t go up and help those mentally handicapped clones, maybe this position will really be gnawed down by these guys!

  Plan No. 3 is entering a critical stage. Defense Zone 53 is not the alliance's key attack target. At that time, the Stormtroopers and Skeleton Corps will even let them escape.

   Even if he wins his position at this time, it will not help the overall situation of the battle. Instead, it may be a small loss.

  For the Alliance!

  For Your Majesty the Administrator!

   Whatever he said, he had to kill these newcomers with cerebral palsy.

   Just as Comrade Pangolin was rushing to the front line, Panny, who was left behind, was in a mess like a ball of yarn.

  When the pangolin grabbed her arm just now, she was startled suddenly, but her beating heart soon stopped for half a second because of the explosion that was close at hand.

   Now her heart started beating again, and it was pounding.

  The firm chest and the arms full of security are lingering in her mind no matter what.

  Especially the back view left for her at the end...

   Not just loyalty.

   That's... how heroic!

   A hint of obsession gradually emerged in the confused eyes, and soon enough, that obsession turned into pity and regret.

Pity.

  So loyal and heroic, yet alien.

   No matter how high the honor he has achieved and how much wealth he has, he can only combine with a foreign race in the end. Even if his chief recognizes his ability, he will not be contacted by mainstream society.

  Thoughts in my mind are chaotic.

   At this moment, Penny suddenly felt a burst of dampness, and her whole face turned red into an apple in an instant.

  Never been so deep into the front line, and it was the first time for her to feel the shelling at such a close distance. Her internal organs were trembling from the shocking explosion just now, and she couldn't hold it back for a while.

   She was so ashamed that she wished she could die on the spot. She quickly took off her coat and tied it around her waist. She subconsciously looked in the direction where the pangolin disappeared, biting her red lips that were almost bleeding.

should…

   Didn’t you see it?

  …

   In the distance, about one kilometer away from the G53-7 line of defense.

  More than a dozen tripods stood at the foot of the sand dunes, and the empty steel pipes were facing straight towards the legion's position.

With the support of the "old-timers" such as Spring, Edge, and Mosquito, these newcomers who entered the game in version 0.4 of Beta not only started "big training" on the front line, but also started "big production". Even local materials were used to create an earthy arsenal.

  Facts have proved that the creativity of the working people is endless. If it is not controlled, let alone a heartless cannon, even a heartless Katyusha can be rectified.

  After a calibrated shot, the twelve gas tank rockets fired a round of rocket-covered momentum, somewhat like a battlefield atmosphere.

   "Awesome! This is called war, right?"

   Ah Nie waved his fist excitedly.

   "Exactly! This is no better than a mortar!"

  Holding the chessboard in his hand, he clicked his tongue reluctantly.

   "Unfortunately not accurate."

  It is true that there is a row of potholes on the position, but it is hard to say how many people were killed. The only good news is that at least the machine gun position was blown up.

  The safest way to play now is to retreat back and pull a load of shells over, and shoot another round towards the opposite position, or get some smoke bombs to seal the smoke.

  It's a pity that those old players are not human beings, just throw them here and pat their butts and leave.

   Without food, fresh water, and guides, if you want to cross the 200-kilometer desert and return to the rear, it would be more efficient to kill yourself.

   "In short, let's dig and fight—"

   Before he could finish his sentence, the person next to him buried his bayonet under the barrel of his gun, and raised his gun and howled excitedly.

"Bros!"

   "While they are sick, kill them!"

   "Go!"

   After finishing speaking, he took out a whistle from nowhere, held it in his mouth, and blew it desperately.

   "—!"

  The piercing whistle resounded.

  As soon as the charging whistle was heard, the shouts of killing on the battlefield boiled instantly, and each of the newbies charged towards the smoky battlefield as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

   "Come on!"

   "Gold Coins from Bot Girl!"

   "Aww!"

   "Silver coins!!"

   "Bring it to you!"

  …

   Erwuzi, who is shouldering the task of being a manager, launched a **** and tragic fight with the newbies who "do not speak martial arts" on the fragmented position.

   Both sides are red-eyed.

   On the one hand, he couldn’t die, and on the other hand, he didn’t want to die so quickly.

  If not both sides can be resurrected, it must be a tragic and tragic scene.

   At the same time, when the battle on the front line was in full swing, Dawn City, thousands of kilometers away, was calm.

  Compared to the fiery battle on the front line, life in the rear is like retirement.

Due to the excessive hunting of players, and the popularity of a series of delicacies such as crab cakes, monster steaks, salt-grilled hyena meat, buttered mushroom baked rice, as long as they do not go deep into the urban areas occupied by slime molds, there are not many people around Dawn City alone. Alien.

   Even in the nuclear bomb crater in Elm District, the spawning split claw crabs can no longer be caught.

   There is no doubt that these monsters are all eaten and extinct. If you want to hunt delicious alien species, you can only go north to the jungle mountainous area in the northern part of Qingshi County.

  Or, you can only go to Jinchuan province with dense jungles and vast plains.

  In order to enrich the diet of the people of Dawn City, a certain lizard and mouse recently organized an expeditionary army, bringing a few new and restless old players, and preparing to go to Jinchuan Province.

   And the ultimate goal is the southernmost coast of death!

   It is said that it is the site of the Church of the Torch, and there will be many exoskeletons with high technological content.

  For example, the "Water Arrow Turtle" suit in Quanshui is said to be made by members of the Church of the Torch.

   Not only that, I heard that a merchant named Zhou Nan bragged that there is a "sea that glows" there.

   This scenery is definitely much better than Yinyue Bay!

  Luo Yu originally wanted to take a look at him.

  However, helplessly, he now wears a mop bottle on his body.

  According to the manager's description, it seems that the level on the B6 floor can only be solved by relying on Xiaoyu's "swallowing" feature.

  Although I am very happy that the dog plans to compensate his **** pet with hidden tasks, but I have to say that the process of raising a baby is really a bit boring.

  His daily routine now is like walking a dog, taking Xiao Yu to the northern suburbs for a walk, killing two creepers or watching it eat and drink.

  Then, it is to take it back to wander around the settlement, to consume the vigorous energy, and by the way, dispel the wariness of the nearby residents towards this polite child.

  In fact, the latter are secondary, the key is the former.

  If this guy’s energy is not exhausted, he won’t be able to sleep at night, and he will do everything possible to wake him up like a cat, and if he can’t wake him up, he will do some strange things to his training cabin.

  For example, as soon as he woke up last time, he saw a **** mouth stuck to the transparent hatch, which almost scared him to pee.

  It looked like he was going to swallow him alive.

  However, after seeing him wake up again, Xiao Yu will soon return to her cute and cute appearance, like a lively little dolphin, happily "babbling" around him.

   It's as if nothing happened just now.

  In order to educate this guy and let it integrate into human society, Luo Yu not only taught it the human-linked language, which he was not very proficient in, but also occasionally tried to feed it some human food.

  Although it is still very resistant to cooked food, it is quite fond of things with high sugar content.

  Especially the lollipop with additional attribute gain sold in the NPC store. After eating it, not only will it make a happy sound, but even the plastic stick will not vomit.

  Besides, after a period of training, another thing that surprised Luo Yu happened to this little guy.

  It has finally learned to hunt!

  (end of this chapter)