This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 301: Preparation for war

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Around 1942, a German pilot needed to undergo up to six months of training and two months of aviation subjects before he could get the opportunity to enter an A/B level flight training school and receive training in flying light aircraft.

When the flight time exceeds hundreds of hours, the pilot can obtain his pilot certificate and wings medal.

After that, they need to enter a C-level flight school to receive training on various types of aircraft before they can fly twin-engine fighters or reconnaissance aircraft to the front line.

However, as the war situation became tense and supplies such as fuel and aircraft were in short supply, this situation quickly changed. After listening to Göring's report, Mustache simply ordered the disbandment of the C-level flying school, and then the light aircraft in the B-level school were gradually replaced by gliders.

It is said that by the end of the war, the average German pilot had only 160 hours of training before going to the front line.

160 hours is still a bit too much.

From Mosquito's point of view, 80 hours of training is completely enough, and the remaining 80 hours can be spent training on top of the enemy's head. .

Also save some bullets and electricity.

Glider speed is not very fast.

As long as you stay calm and follow the methods he teaches, it won’t be a big problem!

Spending a whole morning, Mosquito explained the basics of flying to his young apprentices.

Several players who have flown gliders or played flight simulations in real life will chime in and add a few words from time to time.

In order to deepen their understanding, Mosquito dragged his only four training aircraft out of the hangar and asked players who were interested in flying with him to sit on them one by one. He explained the flying operations one by one.

Although many people are confused when they first come into contact with this thing, in short, just press the switch to the bottom, the speed exceeds the white line, and pull the joystick up, right?

When attacking the ground, use the reticle to aim at the target, and use tracer bullets to correct the trajectory when firing.

It sounds pretty simple.

After talking all morning, Mosquito’s mouth was dry.

At this time, two little players covered in mud walked over from outside the airport.

The mosquito glanced at the two of them and seemed to recognize them.

One is Makabazi and the other goes up the mountain to hunt tigers. Both of them are farming players and work in the fields every day. It is said that their farming level has reached 5.

Although the reward for reaching level 10 in farming is very tempting, there are not many players who really have the perseverance to work hard in the fields.

As for players like them, who play "Wasteland OL" as a farm simulator, there are even fewer players.

Just as he was about to ask the two of them what happened, Makabazi raised his hand with a smile.

"Coach! Can we practice together?"

Going up the mountain to fight a tiger: "Good brother! Take us with you!"

"Sure, no one will be refused!" Mosquito chuckled. Of course he would not refuse the leeks delivered to his door, but he still felt a little strange in his heart. "By the way, aren't you two busy working in the fields every day? What do you think? Come learn to fly a plane."

And it’s also a strength type.

For the power department, fly a hammer plane.

Wouldn’t it be nice to go to the artillery unit and shoot?

Facing the curious gaze of Brother Mosquito, he went up the mountain to fight the tiger and said with a smile.

"We are going to buy a plane to spray pesticides!"

Makabazi nodded excitedly: "I am just like this guy!"

Mosquito was stunned for a moment, and was about to complain that these guys used his invention to do such unsatisfactory things, but he quickly remembered that in reality, gliders seem to be used to spread pesticides...

After scratching the back of his head, Mosquito suppressed the words on his lips.

"Okay... Anyway, I taught you by the way."

Makabazi was overjoyed and hugged his shoulders.

"Thanks, brother!"

"Gan! How can you wash your hands before taking advantage of me! I'll be covered in mud!"

The mosquitoes that broke away wiped the mud off their bodies and rolled their eyes at the playful Maka Bazi, "What do you want to learn? Just test subjects? Or practice other subjects together?"

Makabazi: "What other subjects do you have?"

Mosquito: "There are many of them. Ground attack subjects include close-air strafing, ballistic correction, and dive bombing——"

Before the mosquito finished speaking, he went up the mountain to hunt tigers and nodded quickly: "Learn! Learn this too!"

Makabazi gave him a strange look: "We're not going to the front line, why should we learn this?"

Going up the mountain to hunt tigers, he said excitedly: "Who said we can't use it if we don't go to the front line? Spraying pesticides will be useful! And if some wild boars or other strange species run into the fields, we can't chase them with two legs. Go on, just get on the plane and hammer it!"

Makabazi was shocked.

"Fuck! Awesome!"

It was not only the Maca brothers who were shocked, but also the mosquitoes standing aside. A second ago, I felt that they were not pursuing her, but now it seems that I have underestimated them.

Mosquito held Brother Tiger's shoulders with a look of surprise on his face, and patted him hard a few times in excitement, regardless of the mud on his body.

"Because of your awareness, I will accept you as my apprentice! Don't worry, brother, I will definitely train you to become ace pilots!"

Brother Tiger smiled shyly and touched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Actually, there is no need to be so exaggerated. We are not ace pilots. We can just be ordinary pilots."

The mosquito let out a hey.

"That's okay, you have to have what others have!"

"Every student who graduates from me is an ace pilot, and our graduation certificate is an ace pilot diploma!"

"Don't worry, everyone of you will have a certificate by then!"

Maka Bazi: "Damn it! This is okay?!"

Go up the mountain to fight a tiger: "6666!"

"Low-key, low-key, hehe."

Looking at his two new apprentices, Mosquito's face was filled with a smile.

I didn’t expect that there are quite a lot of eager little players in this game.

He thought about it.

It seems that no one is working in a training institution in this game. There are NPCs in the military schools and literacy classes listening to the lectures. There are not many players who can join in the fun because of the language barrier.

However, if you want to be a **** gamer, how can you do it if you don’t learn some skills!

Since everyone has ignored this market, he might as well be the first to eat the crab!

Everyone who graduates from him in the future will be an "ace pilot", and he is the principal of the ace pilots!

……

After the training in the morning, Mosquito disbanded the team and flew away with his four senior brothers, hugging each other and begging for guidance.

During this period, everyone is rushing to level up the corps, forming a team to increase contribution tasks, and trying to reach LV10 before the new expansion pack, and upgrade from the F stage to the E stage.

By the way, I’ll also run into the team.

This game is different from other MMORPGs. There is no real krypton gold equipment, nor is there a dragon-slaying sword that costs 999 points or an immortal armor that **** 99% of blood. Although levels and equipment increase the upper and lower limits of players' combat power, they do not mean invincibility in an absolute sense.

Even if it is a heavy cavalry exoskeleton in the graduation version, it will still have to return home after receiving a HEAT bullet in the chest. Even a powerful awakened person has to lie down after being hit on the head.

It is said that there was shield technology in the pre-war era, and different types of shields were even developed for different types of weapons.

For example, the nitrogen shield on the manager's hammer can effectively weaken or even block bullets, explosive fragments, and projectiles.

But that is NPC equipment after all.

As we all know, NPC equipment is only for viewing. When it can be purchased in the store, it will be several versions later.

Therefore, for players who plan to go to the front line, tacit cooperation with teammates is more important than simply improving the sequence level.

As for lone wolf players who don’t like fixed teams and have no interest in socializing, there is not nowhere to go.

The doors of the first and second corps are open to all players above LV5. There are also many single-player parties who choose the NPC corps, but they usually keep a low profile.

Although the NPC Corps is mainly focused on defense, it will also issue tasks to reinforce the front line and transport supplies during wartime. You can also obtain meritorious service and medals by completing these tasks.

If you find that you actually have command talent during the battle, you can leave the team with your teammates and accumulated merits after the battle, and form your own corps.

For almost every type of player he screens, Chu Guang designs a gameplay that allows them to find a gaming experience.

Using the indigenous methods to manage the indigenous people, and using the players' methods to manage the players, is also the position he has always adhered to.

Preparing for the Northern Expedition is not just about professional combat players, but professional life players are also actively preparing for the upcoming new expansion pack in their own way...

……

On the edge of Honghe Town.

Outside the fence of the Horseshoe Chamber of Commerce, a truck loaded with goods slowly passed the wooden sentry.

Honghe Town is different from Qingquan City. There is no unified large-scale survivor settlement here. The mine owners and chamber of commerce bosses all enclose their own territories and go about their own business behind closed doors.

But compared to local slave owners, most foreign merchants and mercenaries still prefer to live in the homes of chamber of commerce bosses.

Although both are equally bad, people are still more worried about being collared and shackled in the middle of the night than having their wallets emptied by unscrupulous merchants.

No one goes to the slave owners' residences, but there is an endless stream of customers in front of the major chambers of commerce.

Over time, the latter gradually developed into a post station, and as the permanent population increased, it gradually became what it is now.

"Mati Town" is a larger survivor settlement around Honghe Town, and it is also the one closest to Qingquan City.

However, there are fundamental differences between this place and the traditional settlement of survivors.

Generally, small and medium-sized survivor settlements are mostly xenophobic, but the degree of xenophobia varies.

However, here, the immigrant population accounts for 80% of the total population.

Even more!

Sisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had been observing the pedestrians passing by.

Just looking at the clothes, skin color and demeanor, it is impossible to tell which ones are locals and which ones come here to do business from other places.

While Sisi was sizing up the NPCs, the NPCs standing on both sides of the road were also sizing them up.

Especially the truck and the cargo piled on the truck attracted the attention of many mercenaries and merchants.

"Why doesn't this truck have a chimney?"

"It is probably a battery."

"Electric truck?! What if there is no power on the road?"

"It's okay to run short distances... I recognize this thing. It seems to be called an 'electric mule'. It was made by those blue coats in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City."

"A blue gopher in the shelter? No wonder it looks so thin and tender."

"Wait, you mean e-mule?! The one with 50,000 silver coins?"

"It should be!"

Fifty thousand silver coins!

The mercenaries who had been to Dawn City held their breath in unison, and many of them had expressions of envy on their faces.

In the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, 200 silver coins can be exchanged for an assault rifle!

This much money is enough to arm a hundred-man army!

What is even more enviable - even coveted - is that the back of that truck carries a whole load of light and heavy weapons and ammunition, which is worth at least twice as much as this truck or even more.

What makes them even more unbelievable is that in such a truck full of goods, there are actually two little girls sitting in the driver's and passenger's seats?

Although female mercenaries in the wasteland are not uncommon, they are completely different from them.

How did these people get here safely?

"I, I always feel like a lot of people are watching us." Sesame paste, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said in a low voice as he tightened his helmet that hid the cat ears.

"Calm down, let them watch if you want to. This is a safe zone, we just have to go our own way."

Sisi, who was holding the steering wheel, glanced out the window.

Although Rourou's sequence level is not high and his combat effectiveness is hard to describe, his burly body is still quite intimidating.

Faced with a big white bear wearing heavy armor, even the awakened ones have to walk around.

Coupled with the 10mm-caliber "Maxin II" on the roof and the tail that can't stop looking around, it's more than enough to deter those with evil intentions.

They had a smooth journey.

Occasionally, if you meet someone walking the same road, others will usually walk around them.

The only threat they encountered was a group of jackals approaching them at night.

At that time, only Taitail and Rourou were online, and the situation was indeed dangerous.

But fortunately, the tail reacted quickly enough. While the fleshy wolves were baring their teeth, they frightened the approaching wolves. They climbed onto the roof of the car and fired with a machine gun.

After leaving behind more than a dozen corpses, the wolves quickly withdrew.

One thing to say is that wolf meat is really unpalatable.

No matter how you do it, there is a fishy smell.

Later, they sold the prey to the purchasing station in Garbage City, exchanged some supplies from local vendors, and then continued on their way.

"Oh oh oh! Is this Honghe Town!"

"It's completely different from Boulder City! No one is afraid of me."

From the moment they passed through the guard post, Tails and Rourou were looking left and right excitedly.

There are square mud houses on both sides of the street. A row of vendors selling goods are crowded under the sheds along the street. Mercenaries with weapons on their backs shuttle through the narrow streets. The merchants holding ropes spit like stars. Negotiate with buyers.

The other end of the rope is sometimes a machine with a crawler chassis, sometimes a cow with sacks hanging on it, and sometimes it is a human - or maybe a bionic human.

Everything here is new to her.

The production team of "Wasteland OL" is not making a game!

Instead, it creates an almost real world!

This is too nice!

Listening to Rourou's speech on the communication channel, Sisi had a slightly subtle smile on his face.

"Well, I think they are actually afraid, but they don't dare to care about us... How about you hang a rope around your neck and hold it yourself?"

Rourou immediately protested.

"Wait, that's too weird, at least someone can hold it for me?"

Sesame paste: "...?"

Sisi: "?"

The only one who didn't hear anything wrong with this sentence was Tai Tail. Standing on the roof of the car, she was still immersed in the joy of unlocking a new map.

"Si! Speaking of which, this place is obviously called Red River Town. Why didn't we see the river along the way?!"

Sisi: "Maybe before the war?"

Tail: "Oh! That's it! By the way, I heard that there are a lot of bugs here, and there are also big bugs that are tens of meters long!"

"Bug, bug?! Where?!"

The tense Sesame paste nervously held the revolver under the seat and looked out the window, but saw nothing.

Tail: "It's not here, I saw what everyone said on the forum!"

Sisi: "Oh! It's amazing."

Tail: "Damn! Sisi is so perfunctory!"

"After all, I'm driving. The road here is too narrow...wait a moment." He soothed the energetic tail with a coaxing tone, but Sisi's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the official website.

I heard that if you go all the way west, beyond the boundaries of the River Valley Province and into the Luoxia Province, you will find an endless sea of ​​sand to the west.

It sounds much more spectacular than here.

"Go and have a look if you have a chance."

The trading post in Horseshoe Town is not far from the main entrance.

Sisi parked the truck next to the unloading point, opened the door and jumped out. He exchanged a few words with the staff next to the unloading point using non-standard couplets. Several porters soon came over to help them move the truck. The cargo was unloaded from the car.

The person responsible for the settlement of goods is a man in a leather jacket, with a brown scarf around his neck and a cigarette in his mouth.

Sisi noticed that his left arm was a mechanical prosthesis, but judging from the mottled rust, it must have been used for a long time.

Before walking to the goods, the man consciously put out his cigarette and stuffed it back into his pocket, apparently planning to continue smoking for a while.

"LD-47 rifles, 88mm mortars, 20mm light rifles, and KV-1 exoskeletons and ammunition are all what we need. But before I give you a valuation, I need to know what you want? Slave ? Or mine? Spot? Or coupon?"

VM will translate some keywords.

Based on his own understanding and the guide on the official website, Sisi roughly understood what he said and answered in a concise tone.

"Ore, spot."

The man raised his eyebrows.

"Do you have a quotation?"

Sisi did not speak, but took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Before setting off from Dawn City, she had browsed other players' posts on the forum, had already learned about the market situation here in advance, and had calculated the supplies she planned to purchase in advance and made a list.

Compared to picking and choosing on the spot, using unfamiliar couplets to bargain with locals who speak dialects, and finally being seen as a layman or causing unnecessary misunderstandings, she felt that this would be more efficient. .

The man took a look at the list and frowned slightly.

"Copper, nickel, zinc, and sulfur are all easy to talk about, but as for platinum... we don't have it in inventory. I'm afraid you have to wait until tomorrow. Or I will settle the platinum part for you with a ticket, and you can go to the side with the ticket. You can also pick up the goods at the mine."

Sisi frowned, thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"Other goods are delivered in stock, and platinum is delivered to the new alliance's military base."

The man looked at her twice in surprise.

"Are you from the New Alliance?"

Sisi replied concisely and concisely.

"Yes."

With a hint of fear in his eyes, the man accepted the list without saying anything and called on his porters to start loading the goods into the truck.

Back next to the truck, Si Si looked at his teammates and said.

"The plan has changed, the platinum inventory is gone, we have to stay here all night."

"Do you live here?" Taili asked with shining eyes.

"Of course, go back to the nearby save point... By the way, can you fall asleep here? It's so noisy here." Sisi said helplessly.

Tail opened the VM and looked at the map. It seemed that he didn't know where his military base was.

Sesame paste asked curiously.

"What is that platinum used for?"

Si Si replied casually: "The order from the chemical plant should be for catalysts for acid production. It is probably to expand the production capacity of nitric acid."

Tail: "Acid production?"

Sisi: "For the production of smokeless gunpowder."

Rourou looked at Sisi in surprise.

"Do you still understand this?"

Sisi's expression was a little subtle.

"emmm...I didn't understand it originally."

"You can understand everything after playing this game."

……

At the same time.

Masti Town Center, Chamber of Commerce Headquarters.

The man sitting in the office frowned slightly as he looked at the inventory list handed over by his subordinates.

"Sulfur, copper...and platinum, have all stocks bottomed out?"

The subordinate standing in front of the desk nodded.

"Well, most of them were bought by caravans from Qingquan City."

The man thought for a moment, stood up and walked to the wall. He looked at the map on the wall and thought for a long time.

His eyes fell on Xizhou City in the north of Qingquan City. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Great!"

The new alliance plans to take action against the Bone Chewing Tribe!

If they successfully capture Xizhou City, the Snake Clan stationed in TS City will fall into a passive situation of being attacked from both sides.

The pressure on Honghe Town will also be reduced a lot by then.

Of course, he saw much more than that.

If the war machine in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City is fully activated, they will make a lot of money!

"Sir?" The subordinate looked at his back and whispered.

Averting his eyes from the map, the man did not explain anything to his subordinates, but simply gave a brief instruction.

"Increase sulfur and copper stocks, go ahead."

Suppressing his excitement, the man returned to his desk, took out the communicator in the drawer, and called the mine owner who had been supplying them.

"My friend."

"The opportunity to make a fortune is here!"