This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 324: Never retreat!
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"Team A follow me! B and C will flank! Keep an eye on their respective targets. Even if there is only one dive, I will throw the bomb down before I die!"
"For the Alliance!"
"Come on!"
Shouting loudly and issuing the final order, Mosquito unlocked the microphone permissions of all the team members, and the communication channel was instantly filled with the excited shouts of the players.
"Ouch!"
Fifty W-2 ground attack aircraft tilted their fuselages, and the three teams divided into three directions and began to dive towards the ground.
The 10mm cannon spits out tongues of flame.
The propeller planes flashing with gunfire were like lancers descending from the sky, raining death from the sky.
Caught off guard by the rain of bullets, the looters who followed the tank's charge took cover one after another and fled towards the woods ahead as if lifeless.
At the same time, the tank commander who led the fourth and fifth echelons forward roared in an almost crazy voice.
"Forward! Full speed forward!"
"Who dares to back off from me——"
"I will kill him with my own hands!"
This is the most correct choice. .
Faced with a dive-dropping plane, stopping or retreating is the stupidest choice.
Only by rushing into the pine forest at a downhill speed can we get a chance of survival.
The ten tanks rushing to the front line had their horsepower increased to maximum. The predators who rushed into the woods first threw smoke grenades to cover the tanks behind them.
The battlefield is filled with smoke.
At the same time, fifty quadruple anti-aircraft vehicles that followed the tank troops to the front also sprayed tongues of fire into the sky.
The machine guns of these anti-aircraft vehicles have different calibers. Although Dillon's original plan was for all fifty trucks to be equipped with 12mm heavy machine guns in series, due to the Burning Corps' airborne operations that destroyed many modification production lines, a large part of the quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns used 7mm small water pipes.
But even so, with 50x4 machine guns firing at the same time, the firepower is quite fierce.
The bullets flying from the ground to the sky were like retrograde snowflakes. In an instant, two gliders caught fire, hastily dropped aerial bombs and crashed into the woods.
“Damn, these Dogecoins actually made tracer bullets!”
There were two gun holes in the cabin, almost grazing the thigh. Mosquito cursed and turned the fuselage over, avoiding the anti-aircraft machine gun biting him while looking for opportunities to dive.
These predators probably learned the lesson from the last time, and this time they actually mixed copper salt into a small number of warheads! After a while, there was a pale green tracer, which bounced from the ground to the sky.
Although limited by the production process and output, the tracer was weak and few, but it was enough to help the machine gunners correct the trajectory of their shots.
"I will fight with you!"
Luo Yu, whose cabin was overturned by a hail of bullets, screamed and stopped evading. He stepped on the switch to the maximum and pounced directly on the nearest tank.
Looking at the plane coming back towards him, the tank commander was obviously panicked and immediately got back into the turret, urging the driver to avoid it.
But it's too late.
The sieved aircraft burst into flames, but just a second before the battery exploded, an aerial bomb separated from the fuselage.
The huge aerial bomb almost hit the turret of the Conqueror 10 together with the wreckage of the plane. With a deafening explosion, the dust and splashed soil of the explosion were thrown to the sky. meters high in the air.
A four-unit anti-aircraft truck got too close and its engine was paralyzed on the spot. The driver and co-pilot were shattered by the shock wave and their internal organs were shattered. They both died of bleeding from the mouth and nose.
As for that tank?
The connection between the turret and the car body has been obviously dented. Although it was not blown out and there was no fire, the crew inside was obviously dead.
Congratulations to player "Luo Yu" for successfully winning the first tank kill in this battle.
Since the player chooses to make the achievement public, the achievement will be included in the relevant entries of "Battle of Songlinyu"
"Good brother! See you in three days!"
Looking at the line of words floating over the vm, Mosquito mourned for his little apprentice for a few seconds, then took a deep breath, turned on the buzzer, and pressed the joystick.
"I'll try my best too!"
The planes changed their course one after another and fell straight down.
Not shot down.
But dive.
The ear-piercing scream was like a trumpet blowing, causing both tanks and infantry to dodge and run away as if their lives were lost. In the eyes of the predators, those planes spitting flames seemed to be no longer planes, but the scythes of death.
The fire net of anti-aircraft guns cannot stop them at all.
Often when one plane is blown up, the second plane quickly rushes out of the gap in the fire net, and then crashes into them desperately
"Are they crazy?" Looking at the successive fighter jets, Xiong Ya's eyes were filled with fear as he stood on the high ground on the north side.
In just a few minutes, five tanks were scrapped, and the remaining five tanks rushed into the pine forest in a panic.
Although the crisis was temporarily avoided, it was caught in a dilemma.
It is not only the Conqueror 10 tanks that continue to suffer casualties, but also their quadruple anti-aircraft trucks. Those red-eye aircraft were no longer limited to tanks, but instead launched dives against all targets they could attack.
And it was an almost suicidal dive!
Dillon frowned.
Compared with the opponent's desperate attack method, what concerned him more was the opponent's almost counterintuitive tactical choice.
To be honest, when the rain just stopped, his heart almost stopped beating for two seconds. Because it was expected that the opponent's pilots would not fight in heavy rain, almost all of their air defense forces were dispersed and deployed on the northern highlands, waiting for opportunities.
Once those aircraft select a total of seventeen tanks from the first, second, and third echelons as attack targets, it will be difficult for the anti-aircraft firepower at a distance of two kilometers to form an effective deterrent. There is no doubt that their side will suffer heavy losses.
Dillon thought that if he were to take command, he would order the Air Force to prioritize hunting and killing tanks that had lost the ability to move due to broken shoes, and evacuate the battlefield before the arrival of the anti-aircraft troops, waiting for an opportunity to conduct a second round of air strikes.
However
Uncharacteristically, the New Alliance's aircraft focused their firepower on the advancing fourth and fifth echelons.
This is almost like rushing towards the face of the anti-aircraft truck.
This kind of moth-to-flame attack can be said to have "little success". Many aircraft were beaten into sieves on the way to the dive.
Although they lost a lot of anti-aircraft trucks as a result, the losses were negligible compared to the precious tanks.
As long as they can kill all the New Alliance's aircraft, what if all their anti-aircraft trucks are wiped out? The anti-aircraft weapons themselves are prepared for aircraft
Dillon frowned.
"I would rather know what they are planning."
Tumen probably guessed what his boss was thinking, he thought for a moment and said.
"Perhaps in their view, those tanks that have lost the ability to move are not a big concern? Since the other party has seen our deployment, they must have guessed our intentions. Once our fourth and fifth echelons merge with the first echelon , attacking one point will definitely open a gap in their defense line."
"It makes sense to think so, but it doesn't make sense," Dillon said in a deep voice, "Compared to the fourth and fifth echelons, the second and third echelons distributed on both sides are obviously more threatening. After all, standing on From their standpoint, Songlinyu cannot be defended, so consuming our tanks as much as possible is the best solution."
Unless
The New Alliance thought they could hold themselves back with a few trenches.
Dilon glanced at the corner of his mouth.
What a huge appetite.
I’m not afraid of dying!
Xiong Ya listened to the conversation between the two with a blank expression, not understanding what they were talking about.
What is the optimal solution?
The plane on the opposite side has been completely destroyed. There are so many of them chewing on a mountain, and each one of them drowns the other side with his saliva!
Dillon raised his telescope and looked at the high ground to the south.
Although the attacking troops suffered heavy casualties under machine gun fire, it was obviously the same on the opposite side. People were constantly being beaten into sieves by machine guns, or blasted into the sky by the tank's 100mm main gun.
The soldiers of the New Alliance brought out recoilless guns, but ordinary armor-piercing bullets could not break through the armor of Conqueror 10, and could not even stop its forward speed for a second.
Looking at the sparks bursting from the tank armor and the distance of only twenty meters, Dillon's lips curled up into a sneer.
"It's over."
When his infantry follows the tank into the trench, what awaits the defenders on the opposite side will be a massacre!
After he finished speaking, Dillon was about to put down the telescope, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
To be precise, it's not one piece, but one piece.
The six-rotor drones took off vertically from the trenches. After hovering for a short time, they jumped out like arrows leaving the string.
The moment he saw the drone clearly, Dillon's pupils shrank suddenly, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
As if to confirm his guess, the drones seemed to have eyes and swarmed towards the tanks down and up the slope.
The tank closest to the trench bore the brunt of the attack. The coaxial machine gun fire could not keep up with the speed of the drone, especially in such a short time. There was no time to react.
One of the drones easily got under the crotch of the tank.
The crew did not realize what was happening.
The same goes for the raiders who advance with the tanks.
Just when they were about to squat down to see what was under the tank, there was a dazzling light in front of them.
Without any time to think, the hot shock wave hit them like a heavy hammer. The mutilated corpses and pieces of meat were like kites with broken strings, blown up from the sky by the fire and thick smoke. Got out.
Hot blood covered the face of the predator down the slope.
The predators crawling down the **** were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they even forgot to move forward for a while.
"What is that?!"
With his chin firmly pressed against the ground, Wabu raised one eye and looked at the slope, his eyes full of horror, and there was no reaction even when the gravel and dirt hit his face and scalp.
He only saw a black shadow, almost touching the ground, getting into the chassis of the tank that was almost driving to the edge of the trench.
The eardrum-shattering explosion and the fire that shot up into the sky swallowed up the tank and the ten-man team behind it entirely
The scrapped turret and the road wheels rolled down the **** together.
A deep pit was blasted out of the earth **** below the tank, exposing the wooden piles that reinforced the earth.
But those drones did not stop, and soon the second and third ones also targeted the fragile chassis of the Conqueror 10. In the blink of an eye, three more tanks were disemboweled.
Hundreds of rotor drones were scurrying around in the sky, and the buzz of their rotors was like a swarm of whistling bees.
"Shot with machine guns!"
"Get rid of those drones quickly!"
"Or we will all die!"
Seeing that the armored formation on the right side was almost wiped out, Bagero, who was commanding the first echelon, had his eyes wide open and his eyes were about to burst.
The coaxial machine guns of the seven tanks opened fire in unison, as did the nearby Marauders holding submachine guns, automatic rifles, and light machine guns, suddenly weaving a dense firepower net on the position.
If it were a quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun fire, it might actually be able to stop these small planes.
However, it is tantamount to wishful thinking to rely on a few rifles to intercept high-speed drones on a battlefield where dust is flying and bullets are flying.
Not to mention, in front of them, in addition to drones, there are friendly forces crawling on the slopes
The armored spearhead on the right side was completely shattered, followed immediately by the left side. Within a few breaths, nearly ten tanks were blown to pieces, and the marauders who charged with the tanks also suffered heavy casualties in an instant. .
In just the blink of an eye, the armored spearheads that attacked the new alliance's defense line in three ways were reduced to only one in the middle.
And this one also had its leg broken.
Seeing the swarm of drones rushing toward him, Bagero immediately climbed out of the tank and fled towards the woods behind him.
Almost at the same time, hot air waves and shrapnel hit his back, and he fainted before he could even let out a muffled groan
The seven tanks in the first echelon were quickly scrapped and there was no chance of escape.
Seeing that something was wrong, the tanks of the fourth and fifth echelons quickly retreated. However, their tracks could not outrun the drones, not to mention that they were stuck in the pine forest.
The retreating tanks were quickly overtaken by drones. The pine forest exploded with flames, and the looters who followed the tanks were blown away and fled in all directions.
In the chaos, in addition to those who were killed, many people were hit by stray bullets fired in a panic
In the distance, on the high ground on the north side.
The telescope fell from Dillon's hand.
Looking at the smoke-filled battlefield ahead and the iron coffins turned into scrap metal, a trace of despair gradually appeared on the expressionless face.
Twenty-seven tanks were destroyed
More than half of the fifty anti-aircraft vehicles were destroyed, and the infantry supporting the advance of the armored forces suffered countless casualties.
The losses in this battle far exceeded his expectations!
The only good thing is that all fifty gliders on the opposite side were wiped out, and the drone swarm was also exhausted. If those just now were the entire wealth of the new alliance.
"What should we do now." Looking at the commander, Tumen asked nervously.
The Adam's apple moved up and down, and Dillon quickly calmed down.
"Letting the artillery and the 3,000-man regiment prepare for the new alliance's resistance is already at the end of its tether, and the sacrifice of the vanguard cannot be wasted."
Thinking about it from another perspective, the opponent has already exhausted all the available cards.
Although our own side suffered heavy casualties, the other side must also be suffering!
With a trembling voice, Dillon ordered.
"At least, we have to take down this high ground!"
"Yes"
Tumen swallowed, moved his stiff neck, and nodded quickly.
Even when he was fighting the Great Rift Valley in the north, he had never seen such a terrifying expression on this man's face.
Even then, the situation they faced was far more serious than it is now
On the New Alliance position.
Looking at the messy battlefield at the bottom of the mountain, the construction site boy and Brick, with blood pouring from their foreheads, punched the trench in excitement.
"Hahaha! Well done!"
That nearly twenty points of strength almost made a hole in the wooden pile.
What a pity.
In this kind of positional battle with bullets raining down, the usefulness of strength is not very obvious. If it were a bare-handed fight, he could defeat a ten-man team by himself.
The drum washing machine lying on the side couldn't help but sigh.
"I feel really good this time."
When they fought against the Bone-Chewing Tribe half a year ago, the only equipment they had at their disposal were Mosquito's heartless rockets and Factory 81's 20mm "lance." Their firepower was completely overwhelmed by these indigenous people who had inherited the legion's legacy. Got a head.
The only tank that was destroyed was achieved by surprise thanks to the cover of heavy snow and the power of the metal hydrogen battery explosion.
How can it be like now, with machine gun bullets firing, drones swarming on the ground, propeller planes swooping down to drop bombs, and 100mm artillery blasting from behind
They have never fought such a rich battle!
"Damn, you guys were so happy, I almost fainted." The big-eyed debtor wearing headphones came out of the shell-proof hole and muttered while shaking his groggy head.
Operating five drones at the same time brought a lot of satisfaction to his brain.
He felt like he had five eyes and thirty hands, and the most terrible thing was that these parts were growing in different places.
Controlling a rotor drone that maneuvers in all directions is much more difficult than operating a four-legged "crawler". Even if the operating system developed by Xiaoqi simplifies the operation process, it will be difficult to take care of it without a certain amount of "brain capacity".
However, no one noticed the big-eyed man’s small complaint at the moment.
Firstly, everyone's ears were almost deafened by the shells, and secondly, the entire position was filled with joy.
If you don’t shout at the top of your lungs, no one will be able to hear what you are saying.
"Twenty-seven tanks were wiped out, and almost all the looters down the **** were killed or injured." He held the edge of the telescope and paddled, with excitement written on his face, "Good guy, we just wiped out at least a thousand people." Team!"
Plus half an armored battalion!
At this point, it no longer matters whether the position can be held or not.
Even if the high ground on the south side of Songlin Valley is captured, the Ya clan, which has lost its armor, will completely lose the ability to attack Qingshi County.
Unless they are willing to invest nearly 10,000 troops and endure several or even ten times the casualties.
However
Even if their leader has this courage, will those predators who bully the weak and fear the strong have the courage to follow?
The result of high casualties must be high war fatigue.
In the final analysis, they are neither clones born in batches of three years, nor have they been transformed by black technology such as "mental castration" surgery. Even the most basic reason for war is just for plunder.
The only thing that can unite a group of unorganized and undisciplined villains is continuous victory and loot. Once the pace of victory stops, this seemingly solid fortress will soon turn into a pile of scattered sand
On the screen of the vm worn on the arm, a line of pop-up windows flashed.
Mission: Hold the position on the south side of Songlin Valley (completed)
Briefing: Soldiers, you used your flesh and blood to block the tanks of the Ya clan and thwarted their arrogant plan! Now our enemies have lost all their tanks. Without armor protection, they are like jackals with their fangs pulled out, and are no longer able to invade our territory.
You have completed your mission honorably. The new alliance's counterattack will begin in two hours. Now please return to the rear to rest
Branch 1 (optional): Blow up the supplies and go to the extraction point to rest.
Reward: "Silver Shield" medal, war score is determined by the number of survivors.
Branch 2 (optional): Fight to the last moment.
Reward: "Golden Shield" medal, war score is determined by the number of kills.
Looking at the flashing text on the VM screen, the corners of his dry mouth curled up.
Speaking of which, he seems to have already taken a silver shield.
No one has unlocked the Golden Shield achievement until now.
The fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes, and he switched his voice to the command channel and shouted loudly.
"Each team reports casualties!"
A uniform voice came from the headphones.
"There are 3 people left in team A1! 7 people died!"
"Team a2 has 4 people left, 6 of them are lying down!"
""
Three groups of thirty teams were defeated, ten of them were wiped out, and most of the others could not make up the full force.
During the previous exchange of fire with the looters, the entire position was like a meat grinder. The people in front fell, and the people squatting in the anti-gun holes were immediately on top. There were three groups of people in the mortar position alone. There were even corpses lying crookedly next to many machine guns.
There are some from the enemy and some from our own people.
"102 people left"
After counting the number of people, I couldn’t help but be speechless while paddling on the edge.
The entire corps had a total of 300 men, and 198 of them were killed, leaving two to two thirds to be reduced. Although many people are still alive, they can only make a sound.
For players in the physical system, even if their intestines fall out, they will not die immediately. They can even get up and continue shooting after stuffing them back.
"This is really a black car of death"
Silently totaling up the remaining supplies.
Bian Pike pondered for a moment, cut to the voice of the whole group, stood on the top of the earth pit of the anti-cannon hole, and shouted loudly to the brothers in the corps.
"Brothers! Our mission has been completed!"
"Now, the command has given us two options. One is to abandon the position, blow up the supplies, and go to the evacuation point for repairs."
"Or——"
After a pause, he looked around at his teammates.
"Fight to the last moment!"
This question seems a bit redundant
The rear is a full ten kilometers away from here. Running back on two legs is not as fast as dying.
Death penalty?
It’s only three days.
Sequence progress?
Experience gained in a battle cannot be used to level up.
Wasteland OL is fundamentally different from traditional mmorgs. Sequence levels are not all of this game, and even only account for a small part of the entire game content. Including contribution points, silver coins, regional reputation, professional level, skill proficiency and even invisible favorability, they can all become factors that widen the gap in combat power.
In addition to character levels, there are more things worth pursuing in this nearly 100% realistic virtual world.
Players who pursue survival rates will not stand here at the beginning.
Since we have chosen to stand on the same front, it is all because we share the same goals.
They have almost the same understanding of the game——
Death!
This is the normal state of this game!
"Get rid of the chicken! Whoever likes to withdraw, whoever wants to withdraw!"
I don’t know who shouted first, and soon there were shouts one after another on the battlefield. A pair of pupils were filled with burning fighting spirit, no one was afraid, and no one was timid.
"Fight with those dogs!"
"Never retreat!"
"Decisive Battle!!!"
"Dedicate your loyalty to managers!"
"Wait a minute, you just said loyalty!"
"Ouch!"
The players put on gas masks one after another and inserted bayonets into their rifles. Those who did not have rifles took out their engineering shovels and placed them wherever they could.
The deafening roar resounded on the battlefield, making the more than two thousand marauders marching in the pine forest tremble in their hearts.
Xiong Ya, who personally stepped forward to direct the battle, looked up at the highland that had been transformed beyond recognition by artillery fire, and felt a hint of timidity in his heart for some unknown reason.
It is clear that the opponent is already at the end of its battle, and it is clear that the two thousand people behind him can drown them even with a spittle from one of them
Glancing at the fragments of the wing stuck in the mud, as well as the wreckage of the tank and the fragmented corpse not far away, the burly man couldn't help but muttered.
"What are these gophers shouting?"
The confidant who was following him said nervously.
"No, I don't know"
He couldn't understand what those people were shouting, and he had no doubt that they could capture the position in front of him that had been plowed over and over again by artillery fire.
But his intuition told him that those people would never let them rush up easily
A hundred people?
Two hundred people?
Or leave more bodies
No matter what, this is going to be a hard fight!
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(The fever has subsided and I feel better mentally. I find it strange that my eyesight is quite good, but when I catch a cold, the astigmatism becomes more confusing.)