This Game is Too Real Chapter 329

  Chapter 329 Shelling and Psychological Warfare

Nine p.m.

   This is the time when the Ya clan patrols are changing shifts.

   "I'll leave it to you here."

   The tired greyhound yawned, picked up his rifle as usual, went downstairs to board the raft, and headed to the guard post outside the Sixin District.

   They are not having a good time these days.

  The airborne troops of the new alliance seem to have made contact with the local guerrillas, and the gunfire in the eastern region is becoming more and more frequent.

   He could clearly feel that the combat literacy and firepower of those guerrillas were much stronger than before.

   Those mice who dared to use iron-barreled rifles to shoot them cold before had turned into automatic rifles and hid in the windows to shoot at them.

  Some even used a bazooka...

   makes it hard to guard against!

   Those paratroopers are not idle either. In addition to training the guerrillas, they are also planning attacks themselves, and the scale is growing.

  While the Torch Church apostles were always able to take down a group from time to time, these people soon popped up from elsewhere.

   Greyhound even has an illusion.

   These people seem to be fighting more and more?

   Due to the large number of armored units and heavy firepower being drawn to the front, the Tooth clan was quite passive in the face of guerrilla attacks.

   They have been forced to abandon numerous checkpoints and outposts in the eastern urban area, effectively losing control of the eastern urban area.

   Even if the number of patrols has been increased to more than 100 people, they only dare to patrol during the day.

   "I hope I don't meet their paratroopers today..."

  The greyhound who jumped on the raft silently prayed in his heart and sat beside the other predators.

  Today's night is extraordinarily quiet.

   When the raft was about to leave the Sixin District, it started to rain. Seeing the sudden rain, many people were relieved.

   As we all know, the planes of the new alliance only show up on sunny days.

   Rainy days are annoying, but at least you don't have to worry about the overhead.

   "How long will this war be fought."

   "It should be soon," said the man with the tattoo on his face, dropping his rifle to the ground and looking at the rain from the sky. "Our hundred chiefs said that the attack will start when the heavy rain falls."

   "The heavier the rain, the nearer their death."

   New alliance aircraft will be weakened in rainy weather.

In the past, they only needed to dispatch one tank to lay down a survivor stronghold of a thousand people. Now so many tanks have gone to the front line, and they are also commanded by the so-called God of War, Lord Dillon. Victory is as easy as breathing. .

  Thinking of this, everyone who was harassed by guerrillas and paratroopers gained some comfort in their hearts. Although the process is a bit difficult, as long as you can win, everything is worth it.

   It is said that the northern suburb of Qingquan City is a fertile land flowing with milk and honey, where there are endless treasures and endless food.

   Just when the greyhound was fantasizing about the good days in the future, there was a sudden "咻" sound from the top of his head. Before everyone could react to what happened, a cloud of smoke exploded from the six-story building dozens of meters away.

  The concrete blocks were blown up and splashed in all directions, and a string of water splashes and ripples fell on the water that filled the street. In the sound of exclamations and curses, everyone lowered their bodies to avoid them.

   The crack claw crab, disturbed by the explosion not far away, let out a hoarse roar like grinding teeth, and scurried in the shallow water restlessly.

   In the chaos, the rafts of the looters lurched on the side of the road.

"Grass!"

   "Cannonball?!"

   "Damn, aren't those who shot the cannons awake? How did the cannonballs get here!" A looter with a face full of flesh scolded and roared.

A predator next to    shivered.

   "No... I don't think even if you don't have the right head, you won't be crooked here."

   seems to confirm his guess.

   Soon another shell fell, but this time it was farther away from them, landing a hundred or two hundred meters behind them.

   Looking at the dark water, Greyhound said nervously.

   "Let's find a place to hide first... There are quite a few crack claw crabs here."

   This sentence has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

   tied the tattered raft to the side of the road, and everyone quickly fled into the half-collapsed building on the side, and rushed to the second floor to hide.

   There were constant explosions outside, and the shells fell one after another. The distance was five or six hundred meters, and the nearest was even on the street below them.

   Hearing the sound of the cannon blasting like thunder, the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were filled with panic and confusion.

  Everyone has no idea what happened.

   It is also 20 to 30 kilometers away from Qingshi County, with nearly 30 tanks and five thousand-man teams in between.

   They just want to know, where did these shells come from? !

  It was not only the patrols scattered all over the city who suffered under the fire, but also the little gangsters who gathered in the cell to have fun...

   even their chief and chief.

   "Where did these shells come from!?"

  In the reinforced concrete turret, a roar echoed.

   Since the entire Sixin District was submerged in water, most of the anti-gun bunkers were built in half-collapsed buildings instead of being buried underground.

   Hiding in the dark and dank gun tower, Jin Fang's black and green face was now full of rage and panic.

   A few minutes ago, he was still huddled in the warm bed, playing with the "toys" he had bought in dinars from traders in the Bugra Free State.

   However, he had just entered the state, and before he had time to enter, a cannonball landed in the stinky ditch not far from his window.

   Soon the sound of gunfire sounded one after another.

  The deafening roar made him fall off the bed in fright. He didn't even remember to bring his coat, so he dragged a body of more than 200 kilograms and ran here.

   Hiding with him in this fort, as well as a group of his confidants and cronies.

   At this moment, everyone's faces were also frightened, and they didn't know what to do.

   reached out and grabbed a confidant, and Jin Fang shouted at his face.

   "You go to the south and see what happened!"

   "Yes, yes!" The confidant nodded hurriedly and ran out.

   Looking at the figure that disappeared at the door, Jin Ya finally calmed down and calmed himself down... Although the two mung bean-sized eyes were still full of shock and suspicion.

   took the clothes from his subordinates and put them on. He found a sturdy chair and sat down, and began to think about what happened.

  To be honest, when the shells first started to fall, he did not think of the new alliance at all, but thought that the troops on the front line betrayed him.

   This is also what worries him the most.

Although the commander of the legion helped him win a lot of battles, Jin Ya also admitted that without Dillon's help, he could not have won so smoothly until now, but he still did not dare to hand over command to those people, just worried about those people People are out of their control.

   No matter how stupid his brain is, he can still perceive it.

   The bond between the former officers of the legion is far stronger than the bond between himself and the other thousand commanders and centurions.

   That loyalty was something he had never seen on his own face.

   Once that Dillon is in command, as long as he replaces the centurion and the thousand commander with the original subordinates, it will be a matter of minutes to replace himself.

   Originally, predators believed in the law of the jungle and respected the strong. Not to mention that the current Ya clan, two-thirds of them are outsiders who joined them halfway, and they have no loyalty to themselves.

However……

The thought of    only stayed in Jin Fang's mind for two seconds.

   He soon realized that the front-line troops he sent to Songlinyu were not equipped with indirect firepower such as 100mm artillery.

   In this way, there are only two possibilities left.

  Or the new alliance has come up with a super cannon that can effectively hit targets 20 kilometers away—or even 30 kilometers away.

  Either they pushed the artillery positions to Songlinyu, or even the north side of Songlinyu...

   No matter which possibility it is, it is undoubtedly bad news for him.

   After spending several hours in the long wait, if it wasn't for the sound of cannons and the annoyance that weighed in his heart from time to time, Jin Fang who was sitting on the chair couldn't help dozing off.

   At this moment, footsteps finally came from outside, and the confidant he had previously sent to inquire about the information hurried in.

   Seeing the expression on the confidant's face and the dodging gaze, Jin Ya's heart trembled, and he had already vaguely guessed something.

   But he still didn't expect it.

  The real situation is far worse than I imagined...

   "Songlinyu was occupied by the new alliance?!"

how can that be! !

   After listening to his confidant's report, Jin Fang suddenly stood up from his chair, eager to grab the man's collar and ask again.

   "What about the five thousand troops stationed there?!"

   That confidant pressed his forehead to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

   "It's all gone..."

  The chair made an overwhelmed creak.

   slumped back to the golden teeth on the chair, and in those wide eyes flashed panic, doubt, disbelief... a series of expressions that were too complicated to describe.

   Twenty-seven tanks!

   Fifty anti-aircraft vehicles!

   This is almost the entire family of the entire Ya clan!

   In order to deal with those small planes, Jinya almost handed over all the 10mm heavy machine guns that can be connected in series to the craftsmen in the tribe for modification.

   But now someone is telling him that these are all...

Gone?

   Facing this pale reality, Jin Fang fell into a long silence in a daze.

   He still remembered that before he set off, Dillon swore to assure him that at the cost of ten tanks at most, he could take over the industrial area and farmland of Dawn City.

   Exchange limited equipment for unlimited supplies, this transaction is a guaranteed profit.

   But now let alone Dawn City, they haven't even seen the shadow of Qingshi County, and the cannonballs have even fallen into their lair!

   The clenched teeth gradually creaked, and the gold teeth on the chest gradually began to rise and fall, squeezing a series of angry curses from the gap between the teeth.

   "This group of **** that is more than enough to fail!"

   "Where's Dillon?!"

   "Where is that idiot now?"

   "Let him roll over and meet me!"

   Hearing the series of roars that sounded like thunder, the confidant who knelt on one knee shivered, and he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of being angered, he spoke in a trembling voice.

   "Small, small, I don't know... We saw the troops of the New Alliance near the mountain on the north side of Songlin Valley. They set up artillery there, stationed a lot of people, and there were scouts patrolling in the nearby woods."

   "I thought you were still waiting for us to report back. We didn't dare to take the risk of getting too close, so we thought about searching for the escaped soldiers nearby, but we didn't find any."

   Hearing this sentence, Jin Fang, who was furious, suddenly thumped in his heart.

   A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead unconsciously, and even the anger burning in his chest was extinguished a little.

   Not a single one escaped back? !

  This means that the new alliance wiped out his entire five thousand-man teams in a short period of time...

   And under the protection of countless armors.

   The commander-in-chief and his cronies who surrounded them looked at each other, exchanging the horror and surprise in each other's eyes in silence.

   At this time, a commander spoke up.

   "Sixin District is a swamp country. The underground area is flooded with water. It is impossible to build anti-gun holes here, and the surface bunkers cannot withstand continuous bombardment... I suggest moving to a place a little north."

   "North? Do you want us to fight the guerrillas for burrows?"

   "The guerrillas are in the east!"

   "What's the difference? The underground tunnels in this city are all the same. They are familiar with the terrain there. If we hide in it, we will end up dead! Besides, how can more than 20,000 people hide in?!"

   At this time, someone suddenly mentioned something.

   "Or... let's retreat to the north, anyway, Xizhou City has no more oil and water, so just throw this rotten land to the new alliance."

   Hearing this sentence, many people's faces showed approval expressions.

   "Makes sense..."

   "Indeed, except for rats, there are endless guerrillas and paratroopers."

   "...and air strikes."

   "It's a big deal, let's go east, join the Snake Clan and the others, and go around the eastern provinces..."

   There were also some people who didn't speak, and looked carefully at their leader.

   However, at this moment, Jin Fang suddenly slapped the table.

"enough!"

   "Shut up Lao Tzu!"

   "Whoever dares to mention retreat, I'll cut off his tongue and feed the dog!"

   The room was silent.

   Looking at his subordinates who kept their mouths shut, Jin Ya slowly calmed down the anger in his heart and his heavy breathing.

   He admits that he doesn't have Dillon's commanding ability, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

   Retreat?

   There is no possibility of retreat at all!

   Not to mention that all the trophies and slaves have to be left here, once they retreat, it means admitting the defeat of the Ya clan.

   Those foreign tribesmen who were attracted by his prestige, would soon abandon him and go away, set up their own doors, or go back wherever they came from.

   After crossing the Tianshui tributary, if 20,000 people died, there would be more than 10,000 left. Anyway, it's downsizing both horizontally and vertically. It's better to reduce it on the battlefield and fight the new alliance to the death!

   There are more than 20,000 people in his hands.

   It's a street fight, he may not have a chance of winning!

   Looking at the subordinates who kept their mouths shut and dared not speak, Gold Fang shouted and ordered.

"Take your subordinates, let Lao Tzu scatter around the city, and stare at every window and every building! Since those despicable and shameless gophers dare to come to the door, let them try it. Try it!"

   "As for shelling, bombing... let them waste their shells. I want to see how many shells they have!"

  People dare not resist, let alone talk too much.

   Even if you are crying in your heart, you can only bow your head at this time.

   Looking at the figures who resigned one after another and disappeared at the door, Jin Tooth slowly relaxed his tense muscles and shoulders, and leaned on the back of the chair.

   looked up at the ceiling trembling under the roar of artillery fire, a trace of madness floated on his face.

bring it on!

   Let Lao Tzu see!

   Whoever has more people has the faster knife!

   "This firework is really pretty..."

   On the half-collapsed high-rise building.

   Fang Chang, who holds the telescope in his hand, is standing in the rain and looking out to the west, with a faint smile on his face.

   As for Lao Bai, who was standing not far from him, he was checking the map, keeping in touch with the artillery group of the Goblin Corps through VM and headsets with camera equipment.

   "The bullet drop point is corrected 500 meters to the northwest... Don't worry, it's all recorded, and I'll pass it on to you when it's offline."

   Just this afternoon, the new alliance pushed the artillery unit from Qingshi County to the mountain col, five kilometers north of Songlinyu, and included the entire south side of Xizhou City to the west side of the city, all included in the coverage of indirect fire.

  The shelling officially started at nine o'clock.

The artillery group of the    Goblin Corps, with the cooperation of the Burning Corps, carried out round after round of fire strikes on the key outposts and fortifications built by the Ya clan in the Sixin District.

   However, shooting guns is a very boring thing.

  Especially the "Hummingbird" hasn't been deployed yet, let alone watching the explosion, you can't even hear the sound of a shell explosion.

  If you want to know the effect of hits, you can either listen to the frontline players dictating on the radio, or you can only wait for the offline and let the good brothers upload the video to the official website.

   "These predators are quite clever, they know how to turn off the lights." Ye Shi said in surprise, looking at the fires that were extinguished one after another in the distance.

   Lao Bai answered briefly.

   "It's normal. The indirect firepower at super long distances needs to be guided by the front-line troops, reporting the coordinates of the shelling and where the shells landed, and constantly correcting and shooting Zhuyuan. They can guess that we are reporting the coordinates nearby, but they just don't know where we are."

   Rather.

   These people are only reacting now.

   It seems that Dillon's failure is a big blow to the prestige of those "staff officers" in the tribe.

   Normally, when the first shell fell, they should have realized the problem and extinguished the open flames on the position.

   "Stop talking nonsense, it's time for work," Gu Feng, who was carrying a lot of wires and speakers, patted Ye Shi's shoulder, "Come and help me."

  The camps are more than ten kilometers apart.

  The players standing near the 100mm gun are studying the target of the next round of shelling.

   In the past few hours, they have played more than a dozen rounds, pouring nearly 200 100mm grenades into the four new districts one after another.

   At the same time, in a tent not far from the artillery position, a prisoner of war with headphones was sitting in front of a recording device, nervously reading the manuscript in his hand.

   "...I am the centurion Wabu under the account of Bear Tooth, from the Bugra Free State. I originally had a serious job, but I was confused by greed for a while, and was coaxed to come here."

"I repent for the crimes I have committed in the past, and I hope that those from the Bugra Free State or other regions like me can wake up in time... There is no fertile soil flowing with milk and honey in front of me, only blood flowing into rivers. , piles of corpses."

"Wake up, how long have we been in Xizhou City? How many brothers have died for meaningless battles? Sleeping with rats, cutting meat from corpses... how long have we not had a decent lunch? How long will we be deceived by that fat pig sitting on a pile of human bones?"

   read here.

  The more Wabu thought about it, the more he felt really aggrieved.

  When he was in the Bugra Free State, he could drink twice in three days, but since he came to Xizhou City, let alone drink, he was almost dead.

   Emotions came to his mind, and he couldn't help raising the volume.

   "...The looters of Xizhou City, the army of the new alliance has already invaded the city, and the sound of the cannons last night was the ultimatum!"

   "Your chief of staff, Dillon, has been killed, Xiongfang and other commanders have surrendered. In front of the planes and cannons of the new alliance, you have no chance of winning. The outcome of this war is already doomed, and surrender is your only way out!"

"The New Alliance does not kill prisoners of war, and preferentially treats prisoners who take the initiative to surrender. As long as you take the flyers, whether you are looking for the local guerrillas, or come to the south to find the patrols of the New Alliance directly, the alliance promises with credibility, we will guarantee your safety. ."

   "If someone is obsessed—"

   "Then pay for your sins with death!"

   finished reading the manuscript in his hand.

  Wabu turned his head tremblingly and looked at the azure blue power armor standing at the entrance of the tent.

   "Respect, esteemed lord, you have finished reading the manuscript you gave me... May I ask if you have any other orders, your most loyal servant is willing to serve you."

   That face was full of flattery and flattery.

   However, Chu Guang ignored him, just looked at the soldier standing by and said briefly.

   "Take it down and watch."

  The soldier looked serious and stood in the salute.

"Yes!"

After   , there was a tank commander, and Chu Guang also prepared a manuscript for him, mainly for the former officers of the legion.

Once the news of Dillon's disastrous defeat at Songlinyu spreads, the status of those officers in the Bone-chewing tribe is bound to plummet.

   These people are also targets of rebellion.

   Even if there is no rebellion, you can give them some eye drops.

   After the H-1 flew over and dropped the flyers tomorrow, the more than a dozen loudspeakers deployed by the Burning Corps near the Sixin District would broadcast recordings of persuasion to surrender without interruption during the artillery bombardment.

After   wabu was taken down, a man covered in bandages was brought in.

   His name was Bagello, and he was a tank commander. Surprisingly, the guy jumped out before the tank was blown up.

   Of course, what surprised Chu Guang even more was that this guy was not a subordinate of Dillon, let alone the 210,000th team.

   is from the 140,000th Corps of the Legion Expeditionary Force, a regiment of armored units such as tanks and infantry fighting vehicles.

   Looking at the recording device, Bagello had already guessed what the man in the power armor was planning to do, so he said simply.

   "Do I need to play it myself, or read the script?"

  Chu Guang pointed at the table next to him with his chin.

   "The manuscript is there. You can also play it yourself first, and then read it again according to the manuscript. But before that, I want to ask you something."

  Baguero, who was walking towards the recording equipment, stopped.

"What's up."

  Chu Guang looked at him with interest.

   "Did you guys have an appointment?"

   (end of this chapter)

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