This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 440: The arrow is on the string

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Petra Fortress.

Under the **** of two light pickup trucks, Earl Ruskin, who shared a motorcycle with his servant, drove out of the city with a livid face.

Putting his arm on the car window, the guard captain sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck waved his hand, motioning for the driver to speed up and approach, and said with a smile to Earl Ruskin outside the car window.

"If you need help, remember to shout louder, we are not that stingy and will come to help you."

"I don't need your help! Thank God if you stay away from me!"

Looking at the machine gun on the back of the pickup truck, Ruskin suddenly twitched his brows, turned his face to the roaring wind and roared, "Can you put that thing away! We are not going to fight. ...Do you want to kill me?"

What if those friends who came from afar misunderstood me?

The guard captain and the pilot exchanged glances with strange expressions, not quite understanding what he meant, but in the end they accepted this strange request.

He stretched his hand out of the window and patted the roof of the car.

"Put away the machine gun first."

"Yes!" After hearing the captain's order, the machine gunner standing behind the pickup truck skillfully removed the 10mm heavy machine gun stuck in the bracket.

The same goes for another pickup truck.

At the same time, the two pickup trucks slowed down and kept a distance from Earl Ruskin, who was riding a motorcycle in front.

Looking at the pickup truck that was pulling away, Ruskin finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

Although he complained about the order of the Lord of Thain City, and although he knew that the pack of jackals would eat people without spitting out their bones, he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

What if there is any misunderstanding between the two parties?

If he can resolve the misunderstanding beautifully and turn the cannon into bread, he will undoubtedly become the hero of Petra Fortress and even the hero who saves the kingdom.

The nobles of Petra Fortress have always had a dream, that is, like Silver Moon City in the south, they can obtain the power of republican autonomy and get rid of the shackles of feudal contracts.

The Petra family, loyal to the royal family, is the biggest obstacle.

If we can reach a friendly agreement with the Legion, perhaps his family's long-cherished wish will be realized!

Of course there are risks involved.

But it might not be an opportunity.

"Drive faster!" Earl Ruskin regained his courage and regained his high-spirited expression. He looked at the dashboard of the motorcycle and urged the servant on the motorcycle, "Did you not eat? Or did you not give me a motorcycle?" Fill up the tank? Why is it only 40 yards!"

"Sir... the road conditions here can only drive up to forty yards. If we go faster, we will fly." The servant said in a dumbfounded voice.

"Useless stuff."

Ruskin cursed, knowing it was useless to urge him, so he stopped talking.

A convoy of two pickup trucks and a motorcycle quickly approached the area near Lost Valley.

As he crossed the stacks of sand dunes and looked at the looming valley in the yellow sand in the distance, Ruskin felt his heartbeat speeding up.

"Front! That's the front!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

The two pickup trucks behind him came closer, and the guard captain stuck his head out of the window and shouted at him.

"Do you want us to follow?"

"No! Wait for me here! I'll be back soon!"

Throwing these words, Ruskin urged the servant to increase his power and continue moving forward.

Although the servant's shoulders were shaking when he thought of the legion's camp ahead, he did not dare to disobey the earl's order, so he could only twist the accelerator.

The dust kicked up by the tires quickly attracted the attention of the other party.

After a while, two three-wheeled motorcycles drove over from a distance.

Seeing the legion's flag, Ruskin's face lit up with joy, and just as he was about to wave and shout, two gunshots were fired from the opposite side.

The bullet landed on the sand next to him, frightening the servant on the motorcycle to quickly turn around, change direction and flee towards the way he came.

Ruskin was also startled. He didn't expect the other person to shoot without saying hello, and he shouted loudly behind him.

"Don't shoot! I am Count Ruskin of Petra Fortress! There may be some misunderstanding between us! Why don't we sit down and talk-"

However——

The only response was the sound of gunfire.

Those people didn't even say hello, they opened fire when they saw someone. After approaching a distance of about a hundred meters, the machine gunner sitting in the passenger seat of the three-wheeled motorcycle pulled the trigger and opened fire.

"Tu tu tu tu——!"

Thick and long tongues of fire spurted out, and bullets whizzed across the sand dunes. Although they were not very accurate, they could not hold up too many.

The severe pain in his leg made Ruskin tremble all over, and he almost fainted, lying on the servant's back.

"Sir? Are you okay——"

Looking at his bleeding left leg, Ruskin spat out broken words in a trembling voice.

"Quick...run!"

The off-road performance of three-wheeled motorcycles is still worse than that of two-wheeled motorcycles, so they cannot catch up with him. The guard captain who came with him heard the gunfire and brought people to support him in time.

The machine gun was remounted on its fixed bracket.

Two pickup trucks stopped on the nearest sand dune. The machine gunner skillfully loaded the gun bolt and unleashed heavy machine gun fire on the three-wheeled motorcycle crossing the dune.

A string of dust splashed up on the desert, and the three-wheeled motorcycle rushing in front was instantly smashed into a sieve.

The driver died on the spot. The two crew members jumped out of the car and used the motorcycle as a cover to fire back at the pickup truck on the sand dunes with rifles. However, they could not withstand the fierce firepower of the heavy machine gun and soon followed the driver in front. members’ footsteps.

The other three-wheeled motorcycle managed to escape back to the reverse **** of the dune behind it.

While the pursuers were suppressed by fire, Earl Ruskin's servant rode a motorcycle, carrying his master and fled towards the direction of the two pickup trucks as if he was dying.

The master lying on his back has lost his voice.

Just now...

His master seemed to have received another shot in the back.

A signal flare was raised on the reverse **** of the desert. The guard captain sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck frowned, stretched his right fist out of the window and waved back.

"Retreat!"

……

The camp not far away.

Looking at the signal flares rising into the sky and listening to the clicking of gunfire in the distance, General McClung, standing on the airport runway, frowned. He picked up his binoculars and glanced in the west direction, but saw nothing. not see.

It's too far away here.

He asked the officer standing nearby.

"What's going on over there."

The officer obviously didn't understand the situation, but he responded quickly and answered immediately.

"That's the defense area that Centurion West is responsible for. His people should be patrolling that area today."

General McClung lowered his binoculars.

"Call him here."

"Yes!"

The officer turned and left.

Not long after, a powerful man came over, stood upright and gave a military salute.

"Report! There are two pickup trucks and a motorcycle to the west. They are probably caravans from the nearby oasis. They killed three of our followers... I have sent people to chase them."

After hearing that only a few of his followers died, General McClun stopped asking any more questions. There have been blind businessmen walking this way for the past two days.

"Don't worry about Hong Shang. Tell your people not to pursue him too far. Pay attention to patrols in the defense zone. The plane will be here soon."

"Yes!" Weiside stood at attention and gave a military salute, turned around and trotted away.

Watching him leave, General McClung frowned slightly.

I don’t know why...

A strong uneasiness always creeps into his heart from time to time.

However, this senseless emotion soon disappeared as a silvery shadow appeared in the distance.

The temporary tower next to the runway received a landing request.

After approaching the runway, the silver aircraft, which was more than ten meters long and had a wingspan of several tens of meters, quickly lowered its landing gear and landed on the runway with billowing dust.

The plane stopped on the side of the runway, the ramp was lowered, and the ground crew quickly surrounded it with forklifts and fuel trucks.

Of course, it is impossible for such a precious jet aircraft to be handed over to Hu Congjun for driving. Several pilots are all noble Wilantes.

The two pilots came down the gangway and walked in front of General McClung and gave a military salute. One of them raised his head and held his chest out.

"Ke Lun, captain of the 11th Army Aviation Squadron of the 10,000th Troop and H-55 main pilot, reports to you!"

General McClung raised his hand in return of a military salute, looked at the plane next to him, and couldn't help but smile with joy.

H-55 "Hurricane" bomber!

Twin jet engines, the fuselage is made of special alloy steel, and the ultimate speed can reach Mach 2!

Although the Army Command positions it as a tactical bomber to support frontline troops, it can also perform strategic bombing missions due to its high-strength fuselage armor and durability, as well as the powerful breakthrough performance brought by its high-power engine. .

People call it a tank flying in the sky!

Or the butcher's scalpel!

Following the landing of the Hurricane bomber, there was also a wingman responsible for escorting or attracting firepower-the H-44 "Saber" fighter jet.

Compared with the "Hurricane", it is undoubtedly much smaller in size. Not only does it have a single jet engine, but the fuselage is also made of lighter titanium alloy.

Although this fighter is positioned to compete for air supremacy and solve high-threat targets that propeller aircraft cannot deal with, because this equipment was designed by a research institute under the Army Command, its ground support capabilities are also not weak.

The 20mm cannon mounted on the nose has an astonishing 500 rounds of ammunition, and two expensive TV bombs are mounted under the wings.

As for why not hang empty ammunition?

Because Luoxia Province doesn’t even have propeller planes.

If we had known in advance that there was an alliance in the River Valley Province, and if we had known in advance that the Pioneer was planning to go to the desert to find No. 0 shelter, the legion might have been prepared to send some from the west.

Unfortunately there is no if.

General McClung stretched out his right hand, shook it vigorously with the two tall pilots, and said with joy.

"The stage has been prepared for you! Let those bugs see what **** is on earth!"

Ke Lun grinned, held the hapless general's right hand and shook it.

"That's what I'm here to do."

Although Griffin did not inform McClun of all the details of his plan in advance, he was still a colleague who had cooperated with him for so many years. McClun knew exactly what he planned to do when he looked at the cunning skunk and stuck out his butt.

The thing installed on the "Hurricane" bomber is undoubtedly a nuclear bomb——

That three-phase bomb with a yield of one million tons!

At this time, a few sporadic gunshots were heard in the distance. Curran, who was holding hands with General McClung, subconsciously turned back and glanced toward the west.

"What's going on?"

General McClung said with a smile.

"They are probably the wastelanders nearby. This place is close to Oasis No. 4. Don't worry about them..., those cowards don't dare to interfere with our affairs. By the way, before I came here, I got the smell from Griffin... ...The old guy got some bottles of red wine, do you want to try them?"

Ke Lun waved his hands quickly and declined with a smile.

"No... we have a mission tonight, let's wait until we get back for the wine of victory!"

The Iron Heart's departure from the Vale Province is the best time to bomb.

But that doesn't mean the mission is risk-free.

There is also an old survivor force in the southern part of the River Valley Province called Boulder City, which I heard is also part of the alliance.

There is a lot of equipment left over from the post-war reconstruction committee deployed there, and its combat effectiveness is a question mark. It is hard to say whether it will pose a threat to the "Hurricane" bombers.

This was the only nuclear bomb transported from tens of thousands of kilometers away. In order to ensure it was foolproof, they planned to wait until dark and carry out the bombing mission under the cover of night.

Nuclear strikes are different from tactical bombings. They do not require too precise coordinates or visual observation of the ground. You only need to fly to the approximate location, press the switch, and then step on the accelerator to the bottom.

When he heard that the mission was to be carried out in the evening, McClun was delighted and smiled knowingly.

"Then I'll wait for your good news!"

When he thought that the bugs that climbed onto his airship would soon be burned to ashes under the shock wave of the nuclear explosion, he couldn't help but feel happy.

What a pity.

Cannot see their trembling faces before the end.

……

The other side.

Petra Fortress, the gate of the heavily guarded prison.

Accompanied by several guards, a muscular and gray-faced man passed through the tall stone door and was let out.

"Remember to watch your mouth, you won't be so lucky next time."

Giving the big man a warning look, the guard captain with a beard waved his hand and left with his subordinates.

The door slammed shut.

When the footsteps could no longer be heard, the man spit on the ground and turned around with a curse.

And just when he turned around, he saw two people and a bear standing at the intersection not far away, and the expression on his face suddenly became awkward.

Some hesitation.

After rubbing the back of his head, he finally stepped forward and said hello to his employers, whispering in a low voice.

"Sorry boss, things went wrong..."

"It's okay."

Looking at his disgraced face, Sisi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the prison behind him, "They beat you up?"

The man said sheepishly.

"Uh...this was done before."

Sisi's expression was slightly disappointed.

It's a pity that the bruises were not caused while in custody, otherwise he would have been able to get a compensation from the city lord.

However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it.

The contented person lives long.

Nodding to show understanding, Si Si continued.

"What are your plans for the future?"

The man said with a wry smile.

"I plan to try my luck in Silver Moon City in the south... There is a high probability that I won't be able to stay here."

After he was sent in, several brothers from the mercenary group quickly revealed his identity as the main culprit. This brother definitely had no choice but to do anything.

Actually, they are not brothers at all.

Everyone just joins together to make money together in Hukou. There are only six or seven people in the mercenary group. It is easy to get together and break up just as easily.

Sisi nodded, not surprised by this, and continued.

"If you have nowhere to go, just follow Old Boomer. The White Bear Knights' station needs security... Well, if you are interested, go there and become the security captain."

The Lord of Petra plans to allocate a base for the White Bear Knights to help them carry out their charitable deeds of rescuing refugees more conveniently.

To be honest, there was a lot of misunderstanding in this. For example, she actually wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to help everyone make a fortune.

But if you speak out, it will be too late to take it back.

"They came here to save those poor people under the guidance of the gods"-this was what she said herself.

The moment he heard these words, the man was stunned. He looked at the young lady in front of him with a look of disbelief, and even broke his voice with excitement.

"You...are you still willing to have me?"

Looking at the man who took a step forward, Sisi took a step back in disgust and glanced at the guy.

"Don't say such weird things, or I'll change my mind."

"No, no, I didn't mean any disrespect to you!"

The job opportunity he got was almost lost because of his talk. The mercenary leader hurriedly explained, his voice becoming incoherent.

"I just... don't quite understand. I obviously messed up what you told me——"

"Everyone has a first time, and everyone goes from unskilled to skilled," Si Si interrupted him, looked at the grateful guy and continued, "Of course, you have already used it once Opportunity, if things go wrong next time——"

"Just kill me! No, you don't need to do it, I will bury myself in front of you!"

The mercenary leader looked loyal and said in a sincere and respectful tone, "You may not remember my name anymore. My name is Jody! It is an honor to continue to serve you."

Whether that loyal expression was fake or genuine, Si Si nodded with satisfaction.

The regional reputation of the White Bear Knights will probably reach its peak after this war. In fact, they have already gained the trust of the local city lord.

However, they cannot stay here forever to manage the fixed assets that cannot be taken away. They have agreed to travel to more distant places.

So the best option is to find a reliable local person to help with hosting.

For example, Old Boomer is a good choice. He is honest, capable, religious, and owes them his life.

But even so, she is still unwilling to use interests to test human nature and leave everything in the hands of one person.

It's better to have money and guns handled by two different people.

In the future, she will hire an NPC from the Merchant Guild in Dawn City to take care of the accounts, so that she can keep abreast of the situation here.

Since this game claims to be 100% real, she naturally has to do her best to make it foolproof.

Hearing the mercenary's name, Tail suddenly spoke.

"Oh! Jody! Have you considered changing your name?"

The mercenary said immediately.

"Please give me your name, Miss!"

As he was waiting for these words, Tails gave a thumbs up with shining eyes.

"From now on, your name will be Qiao Qiao!"

The mercenary looked confused, but nodded anyway.

"Okay miss...I will call you Qiaoqiao from now on."

Rourou: "..."

Sisi said with a subtle expression.

"Awei's naming skills are as good as those of managers."

Tail looked at Sisi in surprise.

"Eh?! Am I so awesome at choosing a name?"

Sisi raised his hand.

"Oh! So awesome!"

Rourou urged, dumbfounded.

"In short, the matter is done. Let's go back quickly. It's too pitiful to be left alone in Sesame Lake."

Regardless of whether the city lord and the nobles completely believed Sisi's lies, at least the old man in the white robe had been deceived and became lame.

I heard that he also planned to write a letter to the royal capital and tell the respected high priest and His Majesty the King.

The Silver Moon Goddess performed a miracle to protect her people!

Is there anything more exciting than this?

For the believers of the Silver Moon Sect, this is indeed an exciting thing, but for them, this may not be the case.

She always had a bad feeling.

Troublesome things are still to come...

……

At the same time, Earl Ruskin, who was on an envoy to the Lost Valley, was carried back by the captain of the personal guard of the Lord of Thain.

He was shot once in the leg and once in the back. Ruskin was lying on a stretcher and was dying. Excessive blood loss made his face even paler.

The palace of the city lord.

The nobles gathered here were silent. Even the one who usually had the loudest voice was stunned by this tragic scene that could not bear to be looked at.

Sitting on the stone chair, Thain admired the expressions on the faces of these cowards with satisfaction, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Look.

This is what happens to cowards.

Ruskin's lips trembled, and he forced out a frightened and angry voice.

"The Legion... they don't want to talk to us at all! Those barbarians! No, they are beasts! There is no way to communicate with them using the language of civilized people!"

Get up from the stone chair.

Shan walked down the steps, glanced at Ruskin lying on the stretcher, and said calmly.

"You have to thank that lady for giving you a chance to come back alive."

If you are riding a horse.

He had no chance to escape.

Ruskin's face was full of humiliation. He turned his face to look at the woman standing in the corner of the crowd and almost squeezed out those words through his teeth.

"Thank you..."

Sisi shrugged and said nothing, and the expression on his face also did not change.

In fact, she just doesn't want to waste time on such an insignificant NPC. His life and death will obviously not have any impact on the subsequent game plot.

But if you go there on horseback, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time, and it will probably be two or three days before Petra Fortress finds his body.

"What did you see there?" Thain looked at his personal guard captain.

The reason why I sent this person out of the city with Count Ruskin was not so much to monitor whether the idiot was doing his job properly, but rather to find out what was going on in the Lost Valley.

As early as when Ruskin left the city, he had already ordered the troops in the fortress to prepare.

The guard captain gave a military salute.

"The garrison size is about 10,000 troops. The construction on the north side of the camp has been suspended and is probably completed. Before leaving there, I noticed a plane flying from the northwest, and it seemed that it had landed there. ."

"Plane?" Thain frowned.

A commotion immediately spread among the surrounding crowd.

Fear, uneasiness, and anger were written all over the faces. Even the people who had previously expressed doubts about the prophecy now showed expressions of surprise.

"Airplane...where are they building an airstrip?"

"Those people really intend to attack the Petra Fortress!"

"Has the Lion Kingdom fallen?"

"The spirit of the sand sea is above...those greedy barbarians really can't be fed!"

"We shouldn't have waited so long! We should have taken action long ago!"

Listening to the indignant conversations of the people around them, everyone in the White Bear Knights also had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Tail asked in a low voice as he pulled the meat next to him.

"Did the official website say it was an airport under construction?"

She is too busy posting.

I didn’t read those posts very carefully.

Rourou was serious about filling the water, but after recalling it carefully for a while, he had no impression and shook his furry head.

"It seems... not."

Tail was startled.

"giao! Could it be that...the treasure has been found by them?"

Rourou was dumbfounded.

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

Tail gestured with his hands with a serious look on his face.

"Think about it, the armor of the God of the Sky... must be huge! It's so big, it can't be transported by truck, right? Maybe they built the airport to transport the treasure away..."

Listening to this random analysis, Rourou's face gradually showed an expression of realization, and his expression became serious.

"Hey... maybe it's really possible!"

Standing aside, Zhima Hu couldn’t laugh or cry.

"I think if it is really the armor of the God of the Sky, let alone an airplane, even a train cannot drag it away..."

Not hearing the whispers of his teammates, Si Si frowned slightly.

Although there was no discussion about that airport on the forum, she always felt that the airport was not that simple.

Oasis No. 9 has not fallen yet.

In addition, in the past two days, the managers have brought the Heart of Steel and the Stormtroopers to the Lion Kingdom for reinforcements. Although the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom have strong military forces, they will never take the initiative to fight on two fronts.

Unless...

A glimmer of understanding appeared in her eyes, as if she had thought of something vaguely.

"That 'scepter'... maybe they actually found it."

Pairs of eyes looked at her.

Sisi looked at Lord Sion and said seriously.

"The scepter falling from the sky sealed the evil **** and destroyed the oasis. The evil ritual has probably reached its final step... We have no time to hesitate, you must make a decision immediately!"

Sean had a kind smile on his face.

"It seems that we have come together."

After saying that, he looked at the ministers in the palace, suddenly stopped joking, and his expression became solemn.

"I heard the call in the sand. The great will is calling us. Our kingdom is facing the most severe test in history. Whether our enemy is the legion or the ancient evil, Petra will be the kingdom. The strongest shield!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the saber on his waist and looked at the captain of the Guards and the officers with equally solemn expressions.

"Gather your men——"

"Get ready to fight!"

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(Thanks to the leader of "East China Sea Small Fishing Village" for the reward!!!)