This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 737: The cave filled with flesh and blood

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I have to say that the people who understand the people of Weiland best are the people of Weiland themselves.

Wanus, who once served as the "captain" of the Eastern Legion, knows very well the temper of those high-ranking officials.

Seeing that the position at Broken Blade Mountain could not be conquered for a long time, Liam, who was sitting on the bridge, suddenly became unable to sit still and cursed in a low voice.

"What is that guy Modlin doing!"

The 2,000-man team has been attacking the cave for a long time, but after fighting for a long time, they still haven't taken the position.

The wounded were constantly being carried out, and then others were filled in. In the blink of an eye, the entire Thousand-Man Team was rotated through, and even the elimination team assigned to the Thousand-Man Team was almost wiped out!

Seeing such a situation, Liam couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart.

Although it was a bit unbelievable to say this, he always felt that these mutants seemed to let them in deliberately...

What a ghost.

Is this an idea that those guys with muscles and brains can come up with?

However, even if he realizes that there may be a problem with this group of mutants, it is impossible to expect him to order a retreat.

If this is withdrawn, what he said before will not shoot himself in the foot?

Lium's face turned red when he thought of the previous phone call.

He seemed to have seen the ridicule on the faces of those Ideal City losers.

Even for the glory of the Weiland people, he must not retreat!

The clenched teeth made a squeaking sound, biting the wooden stick into two pieces.

Lium slammed his right fist on the armrest of the chair, looked at the adjutant aside and ordered through gritted teeth.

"Notify General Modlin! If necessary, the 1,000-man team on Black Cloud Mountain can be used!"

"I allow him to use two thousand-man troops! No matter what method he uses or what price he pays, he must capture that mountain for me tonight!"

……

At the same time, Black Cloud Mountain was crowded with people and shouting loudly.

Wearing matte gray steel helmets on their heads and jet-black bulletproof armor on their bodies, the fully armed soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder, stepping out of the trenches and shell-proof holes with great momentum, rushing towards them like a rushing torrent. At the foot of the mountain.

They are all soldiers of the 1,000-man team. They were deployed to the front line tonight to replace the 2,000-man team that was originally stationed in this position.

In fact, it was in the name of rotation that Liam was able to release the attacking troops from their positions without telling the friendly forces, and carry out tonight's offensive.

But now, the strength of a thousand-man army seems not enough to crack this hard nut, and this is something that no one expected.

Seeing that the frontline offensive troops were in danger, General Modlin could only push up the defensive troops on the position, leaving only two Centuries to defend.

However, for these militant young men, they do not have the slightest sense of crisis.

Seeing the friendly troops fighting bravely on the front line, they were already eager to give it a try, waiting to rush forward and teach those mutants a profound lesson.

Climbing the mountain road in the rugged area, it didn't take long for a group of people to reach the front line of the battlefield.

A centurion strode up to the leading centurion and shouted in a rough voice.

"The brothers of the 2000th Team have encountered a little trouble, and now we are going to solve this trouble for them!"

"For the glory of the Weiland people!"

"For the glory of Triumph City!"

"For His Majesty the Marshal!"

"Follow me and rush up! Go and crush those disgusting and dirty bugs! Everyone behind you will witness your heroism!"

With a burning fanaticism, every soldier wearing a steel helmet burst out with a passionate roar.

"Kill!

! ”

In the midst of the majestic shouts of killing, an entire team of 100 men charged towards the mountain with great momentum.

At the same time, dozens of stretchers passed by them and were hurriedly carried down along the mountain road in Naqi District.

But no one cared.

They only have one thought at the moment, which is to pin those green guys to death in the cave!

Just when the people of Weiland were worried, the corporate headquarters, which was monitoring the battlefield through drones, finally discovered the problem——

There seems to be something wrong with the amount of troops these Wilantes put into the battlefield.

Yunsong stared at the holographic screen, his face as dark as water, he was suddenly startled, and he spoke.

"They mobilized the defense forces on the mountain!"

The headquarters was in an uproar, and the adjutant standing next to Lin Shangwen even widened his eyes.

"Is that Liam crazy?!"

"When will those lunatics live normally..." Squeezing out these words through his teeth, Lin Shangwen looked at him with a dark face, "Contact the administrator of the alliance!"

"Yes!"

The adjutant nodded quickly and was about to give instructions to the correspondent when he saw that a communication request from the Heart of Steel had already popped up on the screen.

Without hesitation, Lin Shangwen immediately ordered the call.

After a short delay, the blue power armor appeared in the middle of the screen.

The armor code-named "Order" is just like Order itself. Just looking at it can't help but give you a reassuring feeling in your heart.

However, Yunsong felt that that majestic yet friendly face gave him more confidence and security than the thick power armor.

This is an indescribable intuition. He can see the shadow of the new era in that person's eyes.

He already had this feeling when they first met...

The command room became silent unconsciously.

Looking at Mr. Lin opposite the video window, Chu Guang said in a very soft voice.

"In the past few days when I have been away, you have been a little too aggressive."

Hearing the hint of displeasure hidden in that sentence, Lin Shangwen also felt a little embarrassed and coughed dryly.

"...Let's think about how to solve the problem first."

Many of the conflicts within the coalition forces are issues left over from history and cannot be resolved in a short time.

Obviously knowing this, Chu Guang nodded, and went straight to the point without asking too much about what happened tonight.

"I need you to send a Yun Ting attack formation around to the west side of Black Cloud Mountain and stand by."

Lin Shangwen frowned slightly.

"Cover the retreat of that group of Wilantes."

Chu Guang shook his head.

"It may be difficult to expect them to retreat, but we cannot lose our position in Heiyun Mountain."

Lin Shangwen hesitated slightly, looking at him with a hint of disbelief in his eyes and asked.

"You mean the mutants might counterattack?"

"Why not? They will even lure the enemy deeper. I have reason to suspect that the Torch has taught them not only biological techniques, but also communication techniques and some command skills."

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"Since we can't save them, we must at least make their sacrifices worthwhile."

Lin Shangwen's expression gradually became serious and he spoke seriously.

"I understand, the Yun Ting attack formation will set off within half an hour."

Chu Guang nodded and gave simple instructions.

"Well, try to be faster."

……

At the same time, in another world, the player communication section of the official website forum of "Wasteland OL" is bustling with activity.

This is true in every war.

It is not enough to shake people in the group. In order to fully cover the information, the corps leader usually goes to the forum to shout out.

Commander Quanshui: "@stormcorps all, come to work! Brothers!"

Kakarot: "Roger that!"

Catching ghosts at the grave: "Get it!"

I am the darkest: "Ouch!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "MMP! I'm so jealous! T.T"

Quiting smoking: "Hahaha! I feel sorry for the war veteran!"

Yin Leina: "Why do you feel sorry for him? My father-in-law is watching too closely. (Funny)"

Battle atmosphere group: "???What the hell?"

Quit smoking: "...Hey, I was careless."

"..."

As Brother Quanshui shouted, the players of the Storm Corps put on their helmets and returned to the line, gathering towards their respective combat positions according to the pre-made plan.

Just when the Alliance and Enterprise were ready to put out the fire, the battle between the Rock Ax Clan and the two thousand-man teams of the 310,000th Team was coming to an end.

The commander of the 2000th Army was injured in the battle. Fortunately, the Guards rescued him desperately and was brought back from the front line.

The "purge" group consisting of 120 people was cut off while fighting for the tunnel, and was almost wiped out after bravely breaking through. The remaining ten centurions had suffered more than half of their casualties and were crumbling under the fierce counterattack of the mutants.

Even if the 1,000-man team pushed forward in time, they could not reverse the decline of the battle.

The tunnels are like a maze, with several forked roads in each tunnel, and the forked roads are connected to each other. If you are not careful, you may lose your way, or you may even run into your own people.

Although those mutants are not smart, they dug the tunnels themselves, and they all have marks that only they can understand.

In addition, there are those short goblins.

Not only can they get out of dog holes no larger than a watermelon, but they can also use their knives and sticks to stab the **** of unsuspecting Weiland people.

Although the legion used a powerful weapon such as the flamethrower, as the battle line advanced into the depths of the tunnel, this thing was not as effective as imagined.

Often the flames sprayed out did not burn the opposite side to death, but consumed all the oxygen in the entire pit, and the position finally established had to be withdrawn.

The battle situation gradually turned from an even match at the beginning to a decline for the Wilantes.

In a narrow tunnel, the walls on both sides were full of bullet holes.

A team of Valantians was relying on the protruding rocks on both sides, barely acting as a bunker, and was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the green-skinned mutants on the opposite side of the tunnel.

After emptying an entire magazine, he finally killed a mindless zombie mutant. Damon, whose helmet was covered in plasma, was shocked and angry. He was changing the magazine while cursing.

"Damn...how many more of these beasts are there?! Did they bury a team of ten thousand people in the mountains!"

The entire tunnel echoed with the violent gunshots, and he could only speak with a roar.

"I think it might be——damn it!"

The captain who fell on the ground reluctantly got up with the help of his teammates, took a grenade from his breastplate and stuffed it into Damon's hand.

"Use white phosphorus bombs!"

When facing a guy who won't die even if his head is exploded, this is the best thing to use.

The dazzling white light can not only interfere with the sight of the mutants, but the burning fire and acrid smoke can also stop their offensive, giving them a moment of respite.

Damon took the grenade without hesitation, bit off the tab with his teeth and threw it deep into the tunnel.

A dazzling white light flashed, followed by painful roars and wails coming from the depths of darkness.

Hearing the howling sound, everyone suddenly became energetic, and the tenth captain clenched his fists in excitement.

"Beautiful!"

"At least two or three of them will be burned to death——"

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and suddenly a green thing flew out from the depths of the tunnel.

That's a goblin.

To be precise, it was thrown over, and the swollen belly looked like something had been stuffed into it.

After being thrown to pieces, it staggered up from the ground. Its bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred and fear, and it screamed and rushed towards the group of people.

A sign of crisis suddenly came to his mind. Damon pounced on him without hesitation and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Lie down!"

The moment he pressed down the goblin with his body and pulled out a dagger to cut its throat, the roar of the explosion sounded from the tunnel, making everyone dizzy and tinnitus.

No one knows what the bomb's charge was.

But even black powder is dangerous in this narrow tunnel.

Damon, who was lying on the self-destructing goblin, groaned, and his breastplate shattered into pieces and was embedded in his body. Under the flickering light of the fire, the 1.8 meter tall man was lifted up by the shock wave of the explosion, and then fell heavily again.

"Damon!

! ”

Looking at his unconscious comrade, the tenth captain's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, and he roared with tears in his eyes.

A commando jumped in front of him, his trembling index finger reached under his teammate's nose, and his face suddenly changed.

"Not breathing!"

Without any time to hesitate, the ten-capion commander suppressed the anger in his chest and shouted loudly.

"Peter! Bench! Guard the entrance of the cave! Medic! Get the **** over here!"

"...Yes!" The assaulter next to Damon gritted his teeth, left Damon's side, got up and went to the bunker, and alternately fired with another teammate into the depths of the tunnel. He vented all the anger in his chest on the flames that shot out of the gun's muzzle.

The medical soldier accompanying the team quickly crawled to Damon's side and turned him over with great effort.

However, the moment he saw Damon's chest, his entire face lost all color in an instant.

It’s hopeless...

At least half of the breastplate fragments were inserted into his body.

The intestines were twisted into a mass of **** fragments, so much so that he couldn't even tell which ones belonged to Daemon and which ones belonged to the goblin.

However, he still stretched out his trembling index finger and pulled off the bandage hanging on his waist. While muttering tremblingly in his mouth, he bandaged his teammate who was no longer breathing.

It's like saying a meaningless prayer.

Seeing the firepower coming from the depths of the tunnel becoming more and more fierce, the people in the tunnel no longer had the same high morale and fighting will as when they came down the mountain.

Seeing that his teammates continued to suffer casualties and there was no reinforcement from the rear, the captain almost gritted his teeth.

Can't wait any longer!

Prepared to be punished by his superiors, he shouted at his teammates in front.

"Seal the hole with incendiary bombs!"

"We have to get out of this **** place——!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an explosion came from the other side of the tunnel, and the two soldiers guarding the entrance were thrown away.

Hold on to the wall and barely stand still, he grabbed the rifle that fell on the ground and looked forward, but the hole tightened suddenly.

I saw a mutant with steel plates welded to his body standing in the center of the tunnel, his face crowded with twisted flesh, half covered with scars, and half covered with new flesh that had just grown out, showing a scary look towards him The ferocious smile...

The fierce fighting continues.

Every Wilant man trapped in the cave tried his best, but still failed to curb the continuous casualties.

Objectively speaking, they can indeed fight more than the average person.

But the people standing in front of them now were mutants.

In terms of technology, the other side is no less advanced than them...

Onboard the Allegiance airship.

A layer of fine beads of sweat hung on Liam's forehead. The look on his face no longer looked as calm as before, and his gloomy brows were full of embarrassment.

Just now, General Modlin reported to him the battle situation on the front line and made a request for retreat.

Although he was deeply reluctant, Liam knew that continuing to fight would only increase casualties and had no chance of winning, so he could only grit his teeth and issue the order to retreat, asking General Modlin to kill the people. bring back.

But things didn't end there.

The group of mutants did not intend to let go of his subordinates, and chased them out while biting the butts of the two thousand-man teams.

Looking at the picture on the holographic screen, the adjutant standing next to General Liam said with a solemn expression.

"...Those mutants most likely have no intention of retreating. They probably want to take advantage of our retreat and kill them directly on Black Cloud Mountain!"

"I know," Liam asked in an annoyed voice as he looked at the adjutant, "Where is the closest unit to Black Cloud Mountain?"

"On Fushan...the Alliance's Death Corps is stationed there," after a pause, the adjutant whispered, "In our own words, the closest one is at the Weifu Military Base...more than ten miles of mountain road, and It’s an altitude of one or two thousand meters, so I’m afraid it will be difficult to get there.”

If you want to keep the position in Heiyun Mountain, there seems to be only one way left.

Lium felt his heart bleeding.

He was absolutely unwilling to seek help from friendly forces unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, it is easier to accept asking for help from the alliance than asking for help from companies.

After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he ordered.

"Contact Alliance Commander!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the adjutant finished speaking, the radar controller in the bridge suddenly spoke.

"Report! The Heart of Steel appears on our radar! About eighty kilometers away from us!"

Hearing the name Heart of Steel, Liam's brows twitched fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and said again.

"...Contact the Heart of Steel directly!"

The adjutant smiled bitterly and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

……

On the mountain road between Black Cloud Mountain and Broken Edge Mountain, the strong man carrying the camera clicked his tongue in surprise.

"There is something about the mutants on this mountain..."

No wonder he couldn't get in even if he was alive or dead. After a long time, it turned out to be not his problem.

Squatting on a stone pier not far from him, Rubbish Picker Level 99 rubbed his paws like a gargoyle, his amber eyes flashing with excitement.

"Hurry up and bleed like a river!"

When he attacked Fushan, he didn't have the pleasure of killing all the people. He won't make the same mistake again this time.

"It looks like it's going to be fast," I wanted to stand quietly by the side, holding up the telescope in my hand, and thinking about it, "...good guy, the Weillant people were actually repelled by them?"

It's more than that.

The mutants hiding in the tunnel even chased them out in batches, howling and rushing towards the Wilantes who were retreating down the mountain.

The short goblins also took out the machine guns and cannons hidden in the cave, and went up the mountain to greet them.

Threads of tracer light poured down like raindrops, making the Weiland people at the foot of the mountain unable to lift their heads.

The Loyalty in the distance could only watch anxiously.

The ballistic spread of indirect fire is too large, and firing from such a close range can easily send friendly troops away together.

Seeing that the two thousand-man teams were in danger, the mutants were about to take advantage of the situation and rush to the Black Cloud Mountain on the north side. Six Yun Ting ornithopters suddenly came out of the night, hanging on both sides. Rockets fired a round at the machine gun position halfway up the mountain.

The ornithopter suddenly shot out, and General Modlin, who was standing on the Black Cloud Mountain position, looked surprised.

The adjutant squatting next to him exclaimed in disbelief.

"Enterprise?!"

These guys will actually support them?

The "Beast King" standing on the top of Broken Blade Mountain also shrank and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Based on his understanding of the various forces in the coalition, it is absolutely impossible for those guys to truly unite together. Even if they are forcibly tied to a chariot, they will be wary of each other and put their little Keep your thoughts in your pocket.

So when the legion launched the initial raid, he had a rough idea of ​​its intentions, so he used a trick and asked Euron to put the group of Willantians into the cave, making the Broken Blade Mountain position easy to capture. Under the illusion, the Lure Legion pushed the garrison troops on Black Cloud Mountain to the front line.

So far, the program has been a success.

If nothing else goes wrong, given him two hours at most, he will be able to annihilate the two thousands-man troops of the Weiland people at the foot of the mountain.

However, he never expected that at this juncture, companies would interfere.

In his original idea, even if the company discovered that the frontline battle situation was tight, it would definitely not send reinforcements to the legion.

After all, the Wilantes did not act according to plan and intended to seize the victory first.

They can just take this opportunity to make the Weilant people suffer a little, there is no need to take advantage of those guys.

Looking at the sparks blooming on the mountainside, the Beast King frowned and thought for a long time. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he looked up at the night sky to the north and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...Is that guy here?"

As he whispered in his mouth, the transparent figure gradually disappeared into the night wind.

At the same time, the two thousand-man teams that were originally in danger finally got a chance to breathe with the arrival of six Yunting ornithopters and dozens of rockets.

Looking at the burning mess beside him, a Goblin artilleryman roared, urging the minions beside him to reload ammunition, and pointed the aiming caliper at one of the flapping wings. , and then violently pulled the gun rope.

A ray of orange fire rushed forward, but it did not even touch the shadow of the ornithopter. It was easily dodged by a smooth sideways movement.

After completing the evasive maneuver, the Yun Ting ornithopter did not pause at all. The cannon hanging under the nose of the aircraft made a clean swing, and then a shuttle of cannons swept past.

The rain of orange-yellow bullets swept through like a storm, instantly tearing the gun emplacement hidden behind the bunker, including the man, gun and even the bunker next to it, into pieces!

"Beautiful!"

The Weiland man lying behind the bunker at the foot of the mountain couldn't help shouting into the night sky above his head, but soon remembered that it was someone from the company, so he swallowed back the cheer that was on his lips. .

The same goes for Modlin who was on Black Cloud Mountain, looking at the Yun Tings who had rescued them with a complicated expression.

Thankfully, the two thousand-man troops under his command were able to withdraw and rest, waiting for reinforcements from the rear, so that they would not end up being completely wiped out.

However, when he thought that it was the company that saved them, he couldn't be happy...

At this moment, on Fushan Mountain behind Heiyun Mountain, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons had completed their assembly and moved over in batches.

Looking at the guys who walked through his position without saying hello, Modlin was slightly stunned and couldn't help shouting a question.

"Which army are you from?"

Someone replied to him.

"Storm Troopers!"

Storm Troopers?

Modelin was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have vaguely heard of this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

The adjutant standing next to him changed his expression, remembering the battles he participated in in the Luoxia Province when he served in the expeditionary force last year.

At that time, a group of guys were chasing them and chased them for hundreds of miles in the desert...

One of the corps seems to be called the Storm Corps?

Just when the Wilante officers were astonished, this highly morale unit had already reached the front line.

A man wearing a heavy exoskeleton stood at the back of the team, carrying a huge gun barrel on his back, and kept firing at the position in front, pouring heavy mortar shells.

There seemed to be some kind of special shield spread out around him. Even when faced with the concentrated fire from the mutants on the mountain, he remained unscathed and even had the energy to shout through the loudspeaker.

"Brothers——!"

"Open the eyes of these big noses who were so scared that they peed their pants! Let them see what a real fighting race is!"

"Dedicate the victory to our managers!"

Inspired by the roar, various and excited shouts erupted from the battlefield, and there were people shouting anything.

"Crush them!"

"Ouch!"

The sounds were mixed together, making the mutants who were already panting halfway up the mountain feel a chill in their hearts.

Intuition tells them.

These guys, who don’t look special, might be more difficult to deal with than all the humans they have encountered before combined...