This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 972: Teaching everything you can


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【Great pleasure! The Golden Gallen Harbor Trial is over! Many war criminals including Ryan, the Eastern Front Commander of the Borneo Theater of the Southern Army, and Chief of Staff Feifreit were sentenced to death! The execution will be carried out immediately!

John, the captain of the "Horn", argued that the bombing of Lion City was ordered by Ryan, but it is still an indisputable fact that tens of thousands of civilian casualties were caused. The court rejected the appeal application, upheld the death sentence, and postponed the execution to the next day!

In addition, major war criminals such as Wolf, Captain of the 360,000th Regiment, were sentenced to more than ten years in prison.

——"Survivor Daily" Golden Gallon Hong Kong Edition]

……

Mammoth City.

The solemn court was filled with the thick smell of blood, and there were even footprints and palm prints on the floor that could not be wiped clean.

Gurian, who was standing in the dock, did not know why there was a smell similar to a slaughterhouse in the Borneo court, and he was not very curious.

When he learned that he had been sent here from the relatively civilized Port of Golden Gallen to be interrogated, he basically gave up any hope of surviving.

What he didn't know at this moment was that Ryan and a group of senior officers who had stayed in Golden Gallon Port had already been put into the box.

The judge sitting in the trial seat looked at the Wilant man whose hands were stained with blood, and his lips trembled slightly.

After a while, he finally made up his mind and made a verdict.

"War criminal Guion."

"This court does not want to repeat your crime again..."

Guion closed his eyes and didn't want to listen. He didn't even hire a defense lawyer. He just wanted it to end quickly.

He had many things to ask Tyr.

Go down early, maybe you can run into that guy before reincarnation——

"This court's decision is as follows:"

"The defendant Gurion was sentenced to life imprisonment for committing war crimes!"

The solemn gavel struck, and the crisp sound of "dang" sounded like a joke.

Gurian stood in the dock and was stunned. He opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the judge sitting in the trial seat who couldn't help but take a half step forward.

The two soldiers standing nearby held his shoulders with serious expressions, but Guion stared at the judge as if he hadn't seen him.

"Why?"

The judge did not answer the question, but just announced the end in a scribble, and then hurriedly left the table, as if he was afraid of staying here for one more second.

The same goes for other court officials.

Gu Leon stood there in despair, his eyes staring blankly as he didn't know what to do.

Why?

There is one more question he doesn't understand.

In the jury box.

A stern-looking officer stood up and walked to the empty trial seat.

Guion noticed the man and cast his eyes on his back, hungry for answers.

However, the man ignored his question. He just looked at the scales that symbolized justice and fairness and spoke to himself.

"General Grove of Borneo has 800,000 troops on the south bank of the Tasan River. Counting the direct lineage of Abu Saik and Shah Rukh, there are about a million."

"There are not many people who can use it. I will give you 400,000, and you can block them for me."

Guion was stunned and said almost subconsciously.

"This is impossible! They have a full set of equipment to assist the Eastern Empire! Especially their ace unit, the Gray Wolf Army, is almost modeled after the Eastern Empire's armored 10,000-person unit and 10,000-person mechanized infantry unit."

This is what he saw with his own eyes at Sails Harbor.

Shava smiled faintly.

"The Gray Wolf Army will not move. Gopal will not give Grove his real wealth. Your opponent is the cannon fodder of the Northern Field Army."

"That's impossible," Gulion shook his head and said, "You know nothing about their strength... you have no chance of winning."

Shava just snapped his fingers and motioned to the soldiers on the side to take the map and handed it to Gulyon's hand.

"Look at the map first."

Guion was stunned for a moment, then took the map from the soldier's hand doubtfully, and unfolded it on the guardrail of the dock.

That is a map of the three northern states and the southern part of the Mammoth State.

The long and narrow mountain range is like a crescent-shaped dagger, inserted from the Zhuobar Mountains to the northern part of Borneo Province, cutting off a fertile plain from that fertile territory.

It's more than that.

In order to cope with the invasion of the Southern Army, Lacy also built a large number of fortifications and tunnel bunkers between mountains.

Gulion had previously been impressed by how easy it was to defend and difficult to attack the three northern states. Now that he had received the complete strategic drawings provided by his former rivals, he was even more moved.

I still suffered the loss of being careless and underestimating the enemy.

If he had known that the three northern states had been transformed into iron barrels by these mammoth people, he would never have ordered Olet to march to the Dog State.

It would be better to concentrate our forces to conquer Tiandu.

"How many mountain troops do you have?"

Looking at Gulyon with renewed fighting spirit in his eyes, a faint smile appeared on Shava's face.

"The Mammoth Kingdom is almost all mountain divisions and guerrilla divisions. We have exoskeletons and anti-armor weapons...including plasma warheads that can break through the conqueror's defenses, and some that were captured and repaired from you' Firebolt' and 'Conqueror'."

"Of course, the most important thing is that we have a complete ammunition production line, a large number of overseas workers, and sufficient foreign exchange reserves."

Guion licked his dry lips.

"Well, you can give it a try."

Shava nodded.

"Go ahead and give it a try. Meritorious service can be deducted from your sentence. When our war is over, you may still have hope to go home. In addition, Grove has some of your old subordinates, and I hope you don't want them. Show mercy."

Gurian shook his head and said.

"There is no question of showing mercy. Going all out is the only way to respect your opponent. I believe my subordinates think so too."

A war without the grandchildren of the logistics department holding us back...

It’s quite interesting to think about.

Gulion never thought that he, a lost dog, would one day have the opportunity to return to the battlefield and use his remaining energy.

And he still fights for his former opponents.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Ask." Shawar said expressionlessly.

Looking at the soldier who was unlocking his handcuffs, Gulion turned his attention to Shawar and continued.

"You are all Borneos, at least in our opinion...haven't you ever thought about sitting down and talking?"

"Let's talk?"

As if he heard something funny, Shava suddenly raised his head and laughed.

"The people I want to sit down and talk with are either dead or gone. One day when I get old, it's time to go down and accompany my father. I'll be that good person again!"

Then his expression cooled down and he looked at Gulion.

"As for now, I don't want to talk about anything."

"I just want to keep the Tasan River flood-free."

……

[Dear friends from the Eastern Empire, your loyal, friendly and hospitable southern friends have encountered a little trouble. Due to climate reasons, the red soil in various parts of Borneo has a tendency to spread.

The current situation is serious, and we urgently need a professional biologist to help us clean up the mess left by General Rowell. Of course, it would be better if you could send a team over.

——Tiandu, Dian]

[The league doesn’t care about clay soil, so what do you care about that thing? If you don’t like it, just dig it up and throw it into the sea. Don’t you have a shovel or hands? We have given you enough help, don't bother us with such boring questions in the future!

——Eastern Empire, Electricity]

【Understood! clear! We’ll leave it to the think tank to study!

——Tiandu, Dian]

【···?

——Eastern Empire, Electricity]

……

[The academy expert team arrived at Dawn City! ! !

——"Survivor Daily" Dawn City Edition]

……

Facts have proved that the college did not draw the pie.

On the second week after Qi Liu, Director of the Investigation Department, made his promise to Chu Guang, an expert team led by a B-level researcher arrived at Camp 101 in Dawn City.

In the academy, Class B is already a very high level.

Yang Kai, who is resident in the alliance, and Li Ke, who participated in the negotiation of the Falcon City ceasefire agreement, are both B-level, while Qi Liu himself is only A-level.

High level means high access rights.

Secrets that a C-level researcher would never be able to access despite hard work and resentment can be found by a B-level researcher at the touch of a finger.

Although the academy has sent some experts to the alliance before, the ones they taught to the alliance were not sensitive technologies. They were mostly icing on the cake, especially those related to gravitons that were considered cutting-edge even before the war. technology"!

However, this time is different from the past. The ban on "graviton" related technologies has actually been lifted!

The significance of gravitons goes without saying.

At least in this universe, it can be regarded as a preparatory technology for entering the interstellar era.

It is almost the only particle known to human civilization in this universe that can transcend its own dimension and use the laws of other dimensions to interfere with the laws of the three-dimensional world.

Including slow nuclear fusion at normal temperature, super-light travel between galaxies, etc.

These things that were considered impossible in the old era, those miracles whose probability of occurrence is close to 0 on a macro scale, have become possible due to the interference of gravitons!

It is precisely for this reason that although the mainstream opinion in the industry and society in the People's Union era is to regard controllable nuclear fusion technology as the dividing point between the prosperous era and the old era, the common view in academia and the aerospace industry is to regard "gravity" as the dividing line between the prosperous era and the old era. "Zi" should be regarded as the watershed between the new era and the old era!

Its significance is just like that of sails and compasses in the Age of Discovery, opening the door to a new world in a real sense!

A civilization that cannot understand the mystery of gravity will never become an interstellar civilization in the true sense.

The difference between a starship without a warp engine and a starship equipped with a warp engine is just like a canoe and a Kirk ship!

Looking at the long list of technology transfers provided by the college, Chu Guang, who was sitting at his desk, couldn't help but think of the hard days he spent on a plasma engine, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"The sun is really shining in the west, and even the iron rooster has begun to shed its feathers."

It seems that those guys are not just thinking about escaping, but have also considered cultivating a reliable ally in their hometown.

Of course, these technologies transferred to the alliance do not come without any conditions.

For example, the most critical one is that before the academy leaves this galaxy, these technologies can only be used by the alliance itself and cannot be transferred to other survivor forces in the wasteland that are not recognized by the academy.

Including Enterprise and Great Rift Valley, as well as the Valeant Alliance and the South Sea Alliance, etc.

They don’t want to deal with future events, but at least while they are still on this planet, they have the obligation to limit the spread of technology... at least that’s what they think.

Of course Chu Guang respected their decision.

After all, the Alliance has experienced the power of the fists of the "technological barbarians", so it will not be asking for trouble by harming others and itself.

Yin Fang, who was sitting on the sofa in the office and drinking coffee, also had a complicated expression on his face. He obviously did not expect that the college would open its doors so suddenly.

"Don't say you didn't think of it, I didn't even think of it."

Heya, who was sitting on another sofa, cast a questioning look at Chu Guang.

"Do you want to share Xiaoyu's research information with them?"

The Alliance Institute of Biology is one of the few research institutions in the Alliance that can stand on the same starting line as the researchers of the college.

Especially in the field of research on mutant slime molds and brood nests, the academy has nothing to teach the Alliance. Instead, it has to learn from the Alliance.

Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while before saying.

"It's rude to come back without reciprocating. If they want to see it so much, let them see it. Anyway, they have even told us the secret of the 'Seed of Gaia', and it doesn't make sense to hide it from them."

The corner of Heya's mouth curled up into a smile.

"Great, we don't have to communicate in riddles anymore."

From the perspective of an academic staff member, she certainly hopes to communicate with the college. After all, it is too troublesome to hide and communicate.

However, she also understood that Chu Guang had to consider the issue from the perspective of the alliance. After all, the research on mutant slime mold was one of the few trump cards the alliance had.

So she has always cooperated with Chu Guang's work and only conducted limited technical exchanges with the college's research institutions within the framework of the sticky community.

As for now, the mutual trust between the two parties has reached a new height, and naturally there is no need to be wary of each other as before.

"I have wronged you before. From now on, you can communicate directly with the college about the research on mutant slime mold. You don't have to ask me for advice on everything." Chu Guang gave Heya a look of thanks, and then handed over the list in his hand. Put it on the corner of the desk, "But to be honest, although I thought that we might reach some consensus with the college, I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Yin Fang also nodded in agreement.

"It seems that the gods really scared them."

Everyone has their own limitations, even the leader of the alliance's scientific expedition team is no exception.

To this day, he still feels resentful about the time when his superiors put the blame on his head and then pursued him without explanation.

Even if those are things in the past.

Looking at the nervous Yin Fang, Heya smiled, then looked at Chu Guang sitting behind the desk and joked.

"Actually, I think it was you who gave them hope."

Chu Guang laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Haha, I'm not that shameless, let's give this credit to the shelter residents and survivors who unite!"

This is true.

Although the awakened talent did give him some extraordinary abilities, he did not think that his personality charm alone was enough to make the iron rooster in the wandering swamp take off its feathers automatically.

The academy has been observing the alliance for a long time.

Even longer than companies have noticed the alliance.

Being frightened by heavenly beings is just a joke.

Chu Guang is actually more inclined to believe that the reason why they made such a decision must be because they think it is worth doing.

While Yin Fang was still lamenting the college's generosity, a team of experts from the college had arrived at the nuclear power plant in Dawn City.

When the alliance's engineers proudly showed the alliance's most advanced reactor technology and the heart of the entire industrial system to the researchers of the expert group, a certain researcher with a face that smelled worse than Jiang Xuezhou just raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully. .

It is worth mentioning that although the college has thousands of savvy people, the emotional intelligence of the majority of grassroots researchers is actually not very high.

Especially the honest people who are still working as cows and horses in the laboratory.

"Laser ignition... Haha, I didn't expect to see such an old antique."

"It's really hard for you to defeat the Legion with this thing."

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(The cold got better last week, but the cough has never been good, and it was fine during the day but not good when I lay down at night. I was about to burst.)


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