This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 331: Occupy Xizhou!

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The sound of gunfire from the east was continuous.

Looking up at the "flame" that kept flickering in the night sky, Yan Ya stood next to a raft and murmured to himself.

"Aren't you finished yet?"

Could something go wrong?

Just when he was upset, a raft floated over from the alley to the east.

Seeing that the man standing on the raft was the centurion under his command, Yanya's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The raft docked.

Without waiting for the henchman who got off the raft to stand still, Yan Ya grabbed his shoulders and asked eagerly.

"How did it go? Who won?"

"The New Alliance has won and they have occupied the headquarters..." the centurion replied immediately.

"Where is Jinya?" Yanya continued to ask, "Where are the others? Have they been caught?"

The centurion swallowed.

"Dead!"

Yanya: "Are you sure?!"

The centurion nodded vigorously and said nervously.

"Confirm! I saw it with my own eyes! The New Alliance's artillery shells penetrated through the hole in the wall, and then there was an explosion. Not only was Jinya killed, but also the apostles sent by the Torch Church. Exploded to death!"

Hearing this, Yanya finally felt relieved and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Great."

Looking at the happy Yanya, the centurion who saw Jinya's body with his own eyes had a somewhat complicated expression at this moment.

The tyrant is dead.

The war is finally over.

However, it ended with their failure.

Although the new alliance has promised that their treatment will be different from that of ordinary prisoners, it still cannot change the fact that they are prisoners.

As for what the future will be like

I'm afraid only God knows.

Seeing the complicated expressions on his subordinates' faces, Yanya also began to realize that he was acting too happy at this time, which seemed a bit inappropriate.

So he coughed dryly and patted the centurion in front of him on the shoulder.

"Don't be too sad. It's all like this. It's all because of that idiot who listened to Dillon's bad idea and ruined all the tanks in a desperate attempt. It was he who led our tribe into the abyss. The responsibility for the failure does not lie with us. ."

"Besides, the managers of the new alliance told me in the letter that half the battle is lost by surrendering, so we only lost half."

"This result is already good. Keep your chest up. Now we are going to take over those prisoners. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

After hearing the news of Jinya's death, Yanya immediately led more than a thousand of his men to attack the headquarters from the west defense area, and cooperated with the Burning Corps to control the checkpoints and sentries on the streets near the headquarters.

Although this meant turning his gun to target friendly forces, at this point, he had no other way to go.

In order to show his loyalty to the new alliance, Yan Ya did not hesitate to give orders to fire on his brothers from the same tribe, and even rushed to the front line of the battlefield to supervise the battle himself.

At first, his subordinates were a little hesitant, but as the casualties appeared, everyone became red-eyed and put aside all the entanglements in their hearts.

They are predators.

There are no moral constraints or psychological burdens.

Attachment to the strong is part of the law of the jungle.

"Yan Ya, are you so crazy?!"

Yunya, who was urging his subordinates to attack forward, saw Yanya standing behind the opposite bunker in the firelight, and an expression that seemed to be insane suddenly appeared on his face.

Facing his former comrades, Yan Ya felt a little confused on his face, but it only lasted half a second.

"It's useless to say more. Now it's all that fool's fault. Let's surrender! Jinya is dead!"

"Already dead?"

There was a trace of disbelief and horror in Yunya's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by deep hatred and anger, and he roared at the top of his voice.

"Never!"

Yan Ya no longer concealed himself, completely let go of his reserve, set up a machine gun and fired at the bunker at the other end of the street, shouting with a broken face.

"Then die for me!!"

The New Alliance soldiers pulled out the smoke bombs and threw them out with a running start.

The red smoke spanned a distance of nearly a hundred meters and landed steadily on Yunya's position.

Before the plunderers could react, the rain of fire from the sky lifted them and the bunker in front of them into the sky.

Looking at the billowing smoke rising in front of him, Yan Ya only mourned for his former siblings for half a second in his heart, and then he clenched his fists and said fiercely.

"Well done!"

Don't blame brother, just go with peace of mind.

We can’t help ourselves

With Yunya's death in battle, the morale of his thousand-man team instantly fell to the bottom.

Faced with the fierce firepower of the New Alliance and the Yanya Tribe, the remaining raiders were quickly defeated.

At this moment, broadcasts rang out in the surrounding areas of Fourth New District.

"I am the manager of the alliance."

"Predators of the Ya clan, your headquarters has been occupied. Skullcrusher Jinya was killed on the spot by our soldiers on his way to escape."

"Your defeat is doomed, surrender is your only way out!"

"We will not kill prisoners, but those who resist will be mercilessly eradicated!"

Gold Teeth

Dead?

The looters who were still rushing towards the headquarters had confusion and panic on their faces.

The moment they heard the news of Jinya's death, they felt that the whole sky had collapsed.

From the captain to the young man carrying a rifle, everyone was confused and didn't know what to do.

On the front line in the southern part of the city, standing next to Yuanyang, the staff officer from the legion sighed softly.

"Surrender, we have lost."

Ape Ya's expression was twisted with anger, and he grabbed his collar.

"Shut your mouth! Who do you think we are because of where we are today?"

"You want to say it's because of Dillon, right?" the staff officer said in a sarcastic tone, "It is indeed his stupid decision to put his hope in you. If you want to kill me, just do it. , you don’t have much time anyway.”

Ape Ya stared at him with murderous eyes, but after a long time, he let go of his collar.

"What should I do?"

"Take your people out and surrender. The New Alliance's bombardment of the southern city is obviously just a feint attack. Their main force is on the west side. It is better to surrender before they enter the city than to wait for them to enter and then surrender. Sincerity."

Aru Ya swallowed and said nervously.

“Yes, but we don’t have any flyers. I burned all the flyers I picked up.”

Lord Jinya ordered that anyone who hid the leaflets secretly would be sentenced to death. He absolutely did not dare to disobey the order and would go through the trouser pockets of his subordinates two or three times every day to ensure that there were no traitors in his team.

However, listening to this innocent speech, the staff officer just laughed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really think your subordinates are that obedient? I bet that as long as you shout that the war is over, they will be able to collect more than a thousand surrender coupons for you on the spot."

Ape Ya's face turned green and white, and his fists were clenched and unclenched.

After a lot of fighting between heaven and man, the desire for survival finally prevailed.

Under his order, more than a thousand looters in the southern city walked out of the bunker with their heads in their hands, and walked towards the New Alliance's positions one after another

At this moment, on the New Alliance's position, guarding the front of the trench was the Skeleton Corps.

"Holy crap, you voted now?!"

This is too cowardly!

The mole, holding a telescope in his hand, looked at the group of predators walking towards them with their heads in their hands, and couldn't help but curse.

"After all, NPCs only have one life, no shame, no shame."

Holding a wooden lunch box in her hand, Irena said slowly while chewing.

Seeing how delicious this guy was eating, the elf king Fugui standing next to him couldn't help but swallowed and glanced into his lunch box.

"What is this?"

A black shell with a few leaves that were probably spices floating on it.

Preliminary judgment, at least it is familiar.

"Bomb shell shrimps, I caught them by the lake. Do you want one?" Irena generously handed him a toothpick.

Although hesitant, after hearing that it was a shrimp, Elf King Fugui relaxed his vigilance a little and used a toothpick to **** a shrimp ball as thick as his thumb.

Speaking of which, the shape of the shell shrimp was quite unique. He looked at it for a long time without seeing the shrimp head or pliers. After some hesitation, he finally threw it into his mouth.

emmm

The taste is surprisingly okay?

It's just a bit fishy, ​​like the smell of the river.

Looking at the good brother chewing loudly, Irena who stood aside reminded him.

"Remember to spit out the shell, that thing can't be bitten and will sting your mouth."

"Piece in the mouth? Why did it break when I bit it?" The Elf King Fugui was stunned when he was chewing.

Irena was also stunned, her expression suddenly awkward.

"Uh, are you sure what you're eating is shrimp?"

Elven King Fugui was dumbfounded on the spot, and his chewing jaw stopped.

"Shit, is there something else in your bowl?"

Irena looked at it subtly.

"It's okay, maybe a few snails got in, so it's not a big problem."

"Ugh!" Before he could finish his words, Elf King Fugui, who was holding the car door, had already begun to vomit.

The mole put down the telescope and glanced at the rich man.

"You must be too stubborn if you dare to **** food from Lao Na's bowl."

As soon as I heard this, Irena, who was holding the lunch box, immediately became unhappy and protested, "Gan! What you said is as if what I eat is not human food."

The mole on the run in the canyon: "Which normal human being can roast wireworms!"

"What are the iron worms? Those are called mantis legs! And not all praying mantises have iron worms!"

While the two were noisy, the predator with his hands on his head had already walked to the New Alliance's position.

Wearing an exoskeleton, Liu Ding came forward with a heavily armed team of 100 people and took over the more than a thousand prisoners in batches.

Except for the looters above the centurion level, they were kept alone in the camp.

The rest of the people were placed in front of the trench of the position, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting to be sent to the newly built prisoner of war camp in Qingshi County.

At the same time, the new alliance's temporary command post.

Looking at the VM screen, Chu Guang finally relaxed into a smile on his stiff face.

"It's over."

Vanus looked at him and said in surprise.

"The headquarters was destroyed?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Well, although there were some deviations in the plan and we were unable to capture Jinya alive, the same goes for recovering his body."

The reason why the Ya clan can rely on tribal rule and maintain an army of tens of thousands is largely due to the leader's personal prestige and **** high-pressure rule.

Once Jinya himself dies, whether in battle, old age, or illness, the entire tribe will soon fall apart.

Unless a new strongman emerges to take charge of the overall situation.

But in this situation, this possibility is almost zero.

With the destruction of the Ya clan, the bone-chewing tribe sweeping across the entire valley province will also come to an end

"In less than two months, you have created a miracle by annihilating a tribe of nearly 30,000 predators." Vanus couldn't help but sigh.

Chu Guang smiled and said modestly.

"It is not me who creates miracles, it is the people of the New Alliance."

Vanus looked at him in surprise, and after a long time nodded thoughtfully.

"That's it."

If so

Victory is reasonable.

Sporadic firefights continued throughout the night.

As the news of Jinya's death spread, the looters who heard the broadcast came out of the bunker one after another, raising their hands in an organized surrender.

The sky turned white.

The fighting in the main urban areas gradually stopped, and Xizhou City finally ushered in the dawn of peace.

Looking at the morning and dusk in the distance, Chu Guang, who was wearing power armor, squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Dingdao who was standing aside.

"How about calling the new settlement Auroville? Or do you have a better idea?"

Liu Ding thought for a long time, but he was really uneducated and could only hold back one sentence in the end.

"What a name!"

Chu Guang laughed and waved his right hand forward.

"Forward!"

The First Corps is on standby.

The second corps and the death, jungle and other player corps began to move forward.

The resistance in the city has basically ended, but not everyone has surrendered happily.

Even though the successive defeats and cruel and high-pressure methods have brought most members of the Ya clan to the edge of their endurance, there are still stubborn loyalists who are willing to fight for the tribe until the last moment.

"This group of shameful cowards! They betrayed their own flag and promise!"

"Surrender? Hahaha, dreaming!"

Roaring angrily at Yan Ya’s subordinates, Hu Ya led the remaining defeated soldiers to retreat while fighting, and retreated into an abandoned commercial center.

As the defenders in the southern city surrendered before the battle, he went to the southern defense line for reinforcements and immediately fell into a passive position.

Faced with being isolated and helpless, his subordinates kept falling behind and escaping along the way.

As of now, he doesn't even have enough people to make up three centurions.

Fortunately, there is an ammunition depot hidden in the underground garage of this abandoned commercial center.

It contains arms and supplies for the southern front and can last for a long time. Solid foundations and surface buildings can withstand bombing and shelling very well.

If you want to take over this ammunition depot, you can only send people in.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about which regiment to hand over this task to, the prisoner he was taking next to him as a guide suddenly stepped forward and clasped his hands in fists.

"Supreme Manager, if you are willing to believe me, please hand over this stubborn thorn to me! I am willing to lead my men into the underground garage, knock down this ammunition depot and dedicate it to you !"

When he said this, Yuanya's eyes were filled with flattery and flattery.

If given the choice, he would not want to work as a coolie in the mines.

In the wasteland, even being cannon fodder is better than being a coolie.

The former at least has the opportunity to enjoy the spoils of war and stand up, while the latter is just a pure bull and horse, and the only end is to work to death in the mine.

Chu Guang originally wanted him to stay cool and cool, but suddenly he thought about it, this might be a good opportunity.

The war is over, he doesn't need cannon fodder, but he does need manpower to manage prisoners of war.

The only useful ones he has now seem to be Yanya and his men.

These people have all submitted certificates of surrender and pointed their guns at themselves. It is impossible for them to wear the same pants as other prisoners of war.

However, these people are from the same faction, and it is definitely not appropriate for them to serve as supervisors entirely.

In order to prevent the middle level of the prisoner of war camp from being overly united and becoming monolithic, it is necessary to support a "second in command" to check and balance each other with Yanya.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked at Liu Ding who was standing aside.

"Is the thousand-man team that surrendered last night still in our position?"

Liu Ding nodded and replied.

"Yes, currently under the custody of the First Corps."

Chu Guang then looked at the monkey tooth.

"I will send a regiment to support you. I hope to see the results before dark."

Ape Ya said ecstatically.

"Thank you for your trust! I promise to bring that fox tooth's head to you!"

"Catch those alive if you can." Chu Guang warned, then waved him off.

The Yuanya tribe has gathered at the door of the underground garage. The centurions serving as the vanguard have been equipped with captured PU-9 submachine guns, and each person has received two magazines issued by the logistics staff.

Eager to prove himself, Yuan Ya volunteered to let his subordinates take the lead.

While Chu Guang nodded in approval, he also asked his quartermaster to equip the death squad with an extra offensive grenade.

At the same time, the three hundred players of the Death Corps also received the task of clearing out the remaining enemies.

The expansion will enter the points settlement process within 24 hours. This is the last opportunity to increase points.

The players who received the mission were excited and gearing up, while the players who did not receive the mission showed envious expressions.

"Gan! We are also fighting on foot, why don't we go?"

"That's it! It's a shady story!"

"There must be an ulterior deal behind this!"

"Gungungun, what is py trading? Let the professionals do it! Do you know a hammer?" He said with a big-eyed smile and a flamethrower borrowed from the Lin Corps.

I walked to the front of the team, paddled on the edge and shouted.

"Brothers, change your submachine guns and spray guns. Those with bayonets should put on bayonets. Those without bayonets should bring shovels and get ready to enter the hole!"

The players of the Death Corps let out excited shouts.

"Ouch!"

Looking at the overwhelming fighting spirit, the surrender soldiers holding submachine guns and preparing to lead the battle swallowed their saliva.

A street fight with a narrow escape to death can be so exciting.

Are these people crazy?

"Leave it to them here and let's move on."

Several NPCs were separated from the second corps to supervise the battle. Chu Guang waved his hand and continued to advance deeper into the city with the large army.

The temporary settlement area for prisoners of war was set up at the former site of Citizen Square in the south of Sixin District.

There is a large open space here with no obstructions. The theater located on the north side of the square has a good view, and a machine gun is enough to hold the entire square.

Throughout the night, prisoners were sent here one after another.

Their casualties were not very serious. Except for a few who resisted desperately, many of them were caught by the guerrillas while fleeing north, or followed their commanders to surrender in an organized manner.

At first Yan Ya tied them up with ropes.

Later there were too many people and there was not enough rope, so they simply took off their animal skin tops and tore them into leather strips, barely used as ropes and bandages.

The weather in May does not matter. If it had been a few months earlier, many people would have frozen to death.

At dawn, the entire square was filled with a dark mass of people squatting, almost filling the entire open space.

Yan Ya led his men and stood around the square with loaded guns and ammunition. They formed a team of ten and stood ready to watch the prisoners squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Looking at the traitors with white cloths on their arms from the corner of their eyes, the eyes of the goblin-like prisoners all shone with hatred.

But after seeing the soldiers of the New Alliance, all those hatreds turned into fear and fear.

They were really scared of being beaten!

"Respected and supreme administrator, your most loyal servant Yanya, welcome your arrival!"

Seeing the powered armor in front of the team, Yan Ya immediately recognized Chu Guang's identity, quickly put on a flattering smile, and took the initiative to greet it.

Chu Guang glanced at the dark crowd of people in the square.

"How many prisoners are there?"

"21,708 people!" Yan Ya said immediately.

"Are you sure it's this number?"

"Uh, maybe a difference of about one or two hundred." Yanya said with a cold sweat.

Chu Guang smiled faintly, but did not embarrass this guy.

In fact, he had already moved the Hummingbird drone over the square and asked Xiao Qi to count it for him.

There are 21,573 people in total. There is some statistical error, but the error is not very large.

Some of these prisoners of war are direct descendants of the Ya clan, and some are from the eastern provinces or the Bugla Free State.

Chu Guang has no intention of letting them go home until they pay for their sins.

"It is a hidden danger that so many people gather here. I suggest that they be transported back to Qingshi County in batches for custody." Walking next to Chu Guang, Liu Ding whispered.

Chu Guang thought for a while and said.

"I'm afraid the prisoner-of-war camp in Qingshi County can't accommodate so many people. Our initial expectation was 8,000 to 10,000 prisoners of war, and we didn't build that many houses at all."

The number of prisoners far exceeded expectations.

He really didn't expect that these people surrendered so quickly, without even encountering any decent resistance.

"How about that?" A sharp look flashed in Liu Ding's eyes.

Yan Ya, who was standing aside, was too frightened to say anything and stood there tremblingly.

Chu Guang shook his head gently.

"It's not necessary. The mines in Qingshi County need people, and Dawn City also needs people. Send some people to Qingshi County, and the rest will stay where they are and build their own prisoner-of-war camp."

So many people are indeed a hidden danger, but they also represent opportunities.

If you want to catch up with the wasteland forces that have been developing for more than a century, you can't be too stable.

Looking at Yanya standing aside, Chu Guang continued.

"Besides these prisoners, what about the slaves you captured? And the craftsmen who helped you make weapons, where are they now?"

Yanya said nervously.

"Those slaves and craftsmen are scattered in the cells in Sixin District, and I arranged for someone to watch them."

"How many people?"

Yanya hesitated for a moment, obviously not having time to count.

"Probably more than 10,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand?" Liu Ding was stunned for a moment and frowned, "How come there are so many?"

Yanya closed his mouth nervously, not daring to speak.

In fact, in their heyday, they had nearly 50,000 captives and 35,000 tribesmen.

But later encountered famine, rats, disease, coupled with the stagnation of the war and the failure to cultivate fields, many slaves died.

There are only more than 10,000 left.

"There are more than 5,000 people in Hope Town, plus more than 10,000 slaves here. If they are all given resident status, our food reserves may be a big burden." The accompanying quartermaster whispered.

Chu Guang was silent for a while.

"It is now the end of May. We should be able to sustain the wheat and early rice harvest until July. By opening up the trade route with the south, we can use copper ore and sulfur from farmers in Jinchuan Province. Buy food online"

If the situation is urgent, it is also allowed to use nutritional ointment for support.

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"We have promised to issue resident status to every survivor in Hope Town. Just do what we said before. As for those rescued slaves, we will first issue them with supervise status according to the standards of refugees. identity."

Supervised persons are a buffer zone between refugees and residents and enjoy limited resident rights.

Generally, foreign refugees are supervised. It is not until after a period of study and work that you have mastered a basic life skill that you can change your household registration information and apply for a resident certificate.

This can reduce the impact and burden of the immigrant population on society as much as possible.

The quartermaster immediately took note of the manager's instructions.

"Where are the craftsmen?"

Chu Guang: "Keep him in jail for now, but separate him from other prisoners of war."

The quartermaster nodded.

"Yes!"

Chu Guang then looked at Yan Ya.

"Take me to the palace of that gold tooth and see what treasures that guy has hidden."

Seeing that the manager stopped asking questions, Yan Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded and bowed.

"Okay! I'll take you there right now!"

The group continued to move toward the Fourth New District in a mighty manner.

At the same time, a series of good news seemed to have wings and flew back to Dawn City from the front line. Through the broadcast in the town square, it flew into everyone's ears.

The new alliance captures Xizhou City!

Skull Crusher's golden tooth head fell to the ground!

The Ya clan was completely destroyed, more than 20,000 plunderers were captured, and nearly 10,000 slaves were liberated!

Each piece of news alone is enough to shock those watching the excitement for a whole day.

The entrance to the trading post.

The merchants holding the two-headed ox, the mercenaries carrying their luggage, and the tourists all stopped and exchanged surprises in each other's eyes.

"Golden Tooth is dead?"

"Are they serious?!"

"If the Ya clan really destroys the Bone Chewing Tribe, it will be almost over." The mercenary carrying a rifle looked at the broadcast in surprise.

"It's finally over! It's been almost two years since I went to the tavern in Bugla to see my old lover. I hope she still remembers me." The companion next to me couldn't help but say.

"Hahaha, those hyenas who eat people without spitting out bones have finally gone to hell! Praise the great alliance, praise the managers of the federation! Tianshui will remember his great deeds!" A veteran businessman was excited The ground started shouting, attracting the attention of the people around.

It can be seen that those group of predators caused him a lot of losses.

"Thanks to the Almighty God of the Great Horned Deer, this land finally welcomed its owner." An old man dressed as a traveler knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

After hearing the news about Xizhou City from the telegram, Sim, who was far away at the headquarters of Horseshoe Trading Company in Honghe Town, froze behind his desk on the spot.

After a long while, he came back to his senses after being stunned, and squeezed out half a sentence of doubt about life from his stiff mouth.

"It's fake."