This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 312.2: Fly Them Over

Although he didn't want to admit it, the truth was in front of him.

"Damn you gophers... Come down from the high ground and fight us like real men!" Bear Fang cursed loudly, his body trembling with anger. He pulled out the flare gun from his waist, stuffed a green-painted flare into it, and fired a shot into the sky.

As the green light rose into the sky, the Company Leader, who was commanding the battle on the front line, finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the signal light in the sky, and called the surrounding marauders to retreat.

"Old White, they're retreating! What do you say? Chase after them?" Seeing the marauders below begin to retreat, Quit Smoking yelled in excitement while holding his machine gun while looking at Old White beside him.

Staring down the slope, Old White frowned and shook his head. "Let's guard our position!"

Compared with the 500 people they intercepted yesterday, these people were obviously much more difficult to deal with. At least they know to seek cover, advance in a dispersed manner, instead of rushing straight into their lines of fire.

It seemed that the difficulty of the mission was gradually increasing...

However, at this moment, Old White suddenly noticed Garbage who was squatting at the door of the bomb shelter, eager to fight. An idea quickly popped up in his head, and he immediately added another order. "Except Brother Garbage."

Upon hearing this sentence, Garbage, who had long been unable to hold back his excitement, immediately got out of the bomb shelter.

"Hahaha! It's finally my turn! Brothers, cover me!" After shouting, the heavily armored lizard raised its head and roared with laughter. It jumped out of the trench without any delay, and ran towards the pine forest.

Seeing the big lizard jumping out of the trench, the Brigade Commander and staff officers holding binoculars on the opposite position were dumbfounded.

"... What was that just now?" Bear Fang’s eyes widened in shock as he gasped.

Staring at the edge of the pine forest, Tumen spoke with difficulty, "It's kind of like a Deathclaw... but it's a bit smaller."

If the monster caught up with them, the company that he sent out to seize the high ground might not be able to come back alive.

Bear Fang didn't dare to hesitate. He hurriedly pushed the Company Leader who was standing beside him and urged him to issue orders. "Quick! Take your men, assist our people with their retreat!"

Armed with Armor Fist Bazookas and heavy rifles for hunting large mutants, a company of marauders bit the bullet and set off.

However, they were still a step behind.

Garbage rushed into the crowd like a rampaging tank; every swing of its steel claws would reap several lives.

When the marauder reinforcements finally met the fleeing friendly army, the company sent to capture the high ground had only a dozen or so people left.

Seeing marauder's reinforcements, Garbage immediately gave up the pursuit, turned around and hid into the pine forest behind him instead of continuing fighting zealously.

The first round of confrontation between the Bear Fang troops and the Burning Corps came to an end like this.

A company of marauders, which took the lead in attacking, dropped more than a hundred corpses, leaving only a dozen or so people fleeing back to the northern position.

And the previous round of rocket strike not only caused more than 100 casualties, but also completely deterred the Bear Fang troops who had been arrogantly claiming that they would be able to capture Bluestone County within 10 days.

However, not to mention Bluestone County, just a high ground on the north side of Bluestone County cost them to lose nearly 20% of their men...

After weighing the pros and cons, Bear Fang followed the advice of his staff, abandoned the position on the north side of Pinewood Forest Valley, and retreated 5 kilometers in the direction of West Continent City, leaving only 2 companies in the original position to build trenches and bomb shelters.

As for the players, they also suffered 17 casualties, half of which were killed by the mortars on the opposite side.

After discovering that the marauders on the northern position had withdrawn, the players in the trench immediately started to reinforce the position under their feet under the leadership of the corps leader before they had time to celebrate their victory.

The other party obviously wouldn't let it go so easily.

No one knew when the next round of shelling would come.

Simultaneously, Old White, who was digging trenches with his comrades, received a new mission through his VM to defend the high ground on the south side of Pinewood Forest Valley for at least 48 hours.

Supplies would arrive within 2 hours, including 10 10mm heavy machine guns, and a mortar unit composed of 20 NPCs.

After 48 hours, the Death Corps would take over the defence duty from them.

...

In the temporary headquarters of Bluestone County.

Looking at the battle reports sent from the frontline and the logistics department at the same time, Chu Guang had mixed feelings.

Only 24 hours after the start of the war, his players had already used 150 130mm rockets, fired 400 100mm howitzer projectiles, dropped dozens of 100kg aerial bombs, and even crashed several bomb-dropping aircrafts.

In addition, they also used nearly 31 tons of basic ammunition-including 670,000 rounds of 7mm full-power rifle ammunition and several machine gun ammunition.

As for the mission rewards given to the players?

That was nothing compared to what they had used up!

Even if calculated according to the battle reward of 1,000 silver coins per player, the money sent out was only a little over 1,000,000 silver coins. With the secondary market of the silver coins consignment platform as a reservoir, some players would exchange silver coins into real currency to improve their lives in the real world, and a large number of players who were still waiting to get into the game would digest this part of inflation for them.

However, there was no credit for the fired bullets.

This was probably the biggest difference between the virtual economy and the real economy.

Although he had made adequate pre-war preparations, in the actual fight, Chu Guang was still surprised how expensive it was to fight.

Of course, with the advantage of firepower, the results achieved were quite amazing.

The corps consisting of less than 1,000 people actually wiped out the entire brigade of the Fang Clan in less than half a day. And the Burning Corps stationed in Pinewood Forest Valley even relied on a company of players to drive away a regiment that came to seize the high ground.

In addition, the equipment seized from Lion Fang and the copper mine that they had resumed production also helped him to recover a bit of losses.

While Chu Guang was silently calculating the expenses in his mind, the officers in the headquarters were discussing the next battle plan.

The person who was leading the discussion at the moment was Wrench.

After several battles, although his front-line combat experience was still lacking, his strategic vision had improved a lot compared to when he was in the guard.

Normally, Vanus would be the one who was leading the discussion, but now he could also put forward his own opinions based on the intelligence fed back by the frontline troops.

"... Pinewood Forest Valley is a crucial location that serves as the necessary passage from Bluestone County to West Continent City. As long as the commander of the Fang Clan is not an idiot, he will definitely take this strategic place at all costs."

"Currently Fang Clan's brigade has been repelled by our corps, but I believe it won't be long before a more violent second round of offensive will come!"

"I also believe so." Vanus, who was standing aside, stared at the map and nodded slowly.

"... If the Fang Clan were allowed to occupy the high ground south of the Pinewood Forest Valley, their 100mm artillery piece would be able to strike Bluestone County."

"Since we have the ability to defend this location, my suggestion is to send more people and do everything possible to control this position!"

Although until this morning, Vanus still thought that the strategy of advancing the front line another ten kilometers north was too aggressive. However, after seeing the battle report from the Burning Corps from the front line, all his worries disappeared.

The strength of the elite soldier group was far stronger than he imagined!

If each of them people had the ability to fight against 10 marauders, maybe they could really perform miracles and turn the impossible into reality.

Listening to the officers' discussions, Chu Guang, who was sitting at the command table, suddenly spoke. "How many people do you think will be needed?"

Vanus thought for a while and said. "With the terrain of Pinewood Forest Valley, we can deploy up to 3 brigades at most. If you want to defend against the attack of 3,000 people... You need at least 1,000 people."

Chu Guang asked. "How about something more aggressive?"

Vanus was silent for a moment. "We can send 500 of them."

At this time, Bernie, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. "500 people may not be enough. I know that your infantry is very strong, but the Fang Clan has tanks. They have already suffered a loss from you once. They will not make the same mistake next time."

Everyone simultaneously looked at him in unison.

This person used to be the brigade commander of the 21st Division of the former Army Expeditionary Force. After following his superior to join the Bonechewer Clan, he joined Lion Fang's clan as a staff officer.

Due to persuasion from Vanus, he had already surrendered to the New Alliance. Currently, he was serving as a prisoner of war and contributing through his efforts, holding the temporary position of ‘Advisor for Military Operations against the Bonechewer Clan’.

Although Bernie's identity was somewhat sensitive, Chu Guang did not ignore the information he provided, but looked at him and asked, "How many tanks do they have?"

Bernie shook his head. "I don't know the specific number... If it's just the equipment that they took over from us, there are about a dozen or so, but it's hard to say if you count the equipment they bought from other places."

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"Bought?" Chu Guang frowned slightly, "There are actually people selling them tanks?"

Bernie gave a wry smile. "Not just tanks, but replacement parts, repair tools, fuel and shells... Don't tell me that you actually think those savages are self-sufficient."

Chu Guang nodded slowly. "Carry on."

Bernie paused for a moment, then continued. "... As far as I know, there is a place called Bugra in the north-central region of the River Valley Province. They call themselves the Bugra Free State, and most of the residents there are bounty hunters, mercenaries, thieves... There are also merchants who help them sell stolen goods and the factory owners who purchase stolen items. These people are never picky about buyers or sellers. Naturally, they also do marauder business. And because they are close to the Great Rift Valley, they can even get a lot of good things that are rare in the wasteland.”

Chu Guang was slightly surprised. "I thought the Bonechewer Clan would plunder everything they came across."

Bernie showed a helpless expression. "They are indeed doing this, and even want to establish a kingdom belonging to marauders in River Valley Province. But there are no absolutes. The things they plundered have to be traded, so it's not that they would plunder everyone. For example, Red River Town; it used to be their second largest place to sell stolen goods, but the garbage mountain there is too tempting, and it just happened to block the Snake Clan's way to the east... So the cooperation period of the two sides came and went quickly."

"As for the Bugra Free State... It's too close to the Great Rift Valley. The Bonechewer Clan didn't dare to provoke those powerful people, so they kept going south."

No wonder.

Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.

He had been wondering how those marauders drove the tanks here from the north. Even if they had fuel, how were they going to fix them if they broke down along the way?

Equipment without logistical support was a disposable resource.

And this was one of the reasons why Boulder Town would rather spend money and hire a large group of cannon fodder to deal with the Tide than send exoframes to deal with the threat.

Chu Guang was not very worried about the business partners of the Bonechewer Clan. Those people were running businesses, not charities.

The Fang Clan's southward march has been stopped. Without enough loot, and income-generating industry, even if there was a trade route, it was still useless.

As for those tanks?

Chu Guang was even less worried.

He had 100 kilograms aerial bombs after all.

No matter how hard the tanks left to them by the Army were, the people inside would still be made of flesh. Dropping a 100 kilogram aerial bomb would even blow up massive Mutant Slime Mold, let alone a few rookie tank crews.

In fact, Chu Guang actually hoped that they would use those tanks earlier. Those weapons had the same nature as Boulder Town’s exoframes. The earlier they were used, the less danger they would pose in the future.

"...The longer this battle remains in a stalemate, the better it is for us. Although the Fang Clan outnumbers us, their logistics capability is far inferior to ours!"

"As long as we give our all to hold them back on our position, exhaust their manpower and supplies through a solid frontline and relentless artillery fire, the ultimate victory will undoubtedly belong to us!"

Liu Ding, who had been staring at the map, suddenly sighed with emotion. "It would be great if we could send a troop to infiltrate their rear... Even if we don't engage them directly, it would be great to cause some trouble for them in collaboration with the local resistance organization."

Of course, he was just thinking out loud.

Although infiltrating into the enemy's rear was easy to say, it was actually difficult to implement.

Because it was equivalent to asking a group of soldiers to continue fighting without supplies and surrounded by heavy siege.

In the absence of a sufficient advantage, such a risky plan was tantamount to sending troops to their deaths.

However, Chu Guang's eyes lit up after hearing what he said. "That's a great idea!"

Bernie frowned and shook his head. "It's difficult... According to my understanding of the terrain in this area, Pinewood Forest Valley is the only passage from Bluestone County to West Continent City. Unless we go around from Heavenly Water, but that is the territory of the Snake Clan."

Vanus also cast a puzzled look at Chu Guang. "How are you going to send the troops there?"

Chu Guang stood up and looked at the map, a smile appearing on his face. "Naturally, we’ll fly them over!”