This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 382.2: Pangolin?!

In the east of Lucky Valley Municipality.

After marching for 5 days, the supply train and players finally met up with Spring Water Commander, who had arrived earlier in Lucky Valley Municipality.

The 5 trucks full of supplies finally resolved the Storm Corps' logistical issues.

The NPCs arriving with the players would be split into 2 groups. A portion of them would be returning to Dawn City to continue transporting materials, and the other stayed in the camp to assist players in building fortifications, using construction materials to reinforce tunnels, anti-cannon shelters, and other permanent fortifications.

As dusk approached...

Glancing at the time on the VM, Spring Water Commander turned to Darkest and asked, "Where's he? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Darkest replied helplessly, "How would I know? He only said he'd try to be back before dark."

"I doubt it." Kakarot, arms crossed, shook his head. "30 kilometers, without an exoskeleton... It would take him hours to run. Even if he discovered the camp before noon, he will only be back tomorrow at noon.”

Spring Water Commander nodded. "That makes sense, let's not worry about him for now."

Kakarot looked at Spring Water Commander and asked, "What do we do now?"

Spring Water Commander knew he was asking about strategies to counter the Army. After a moment's thought, he said, "Well, it's tricky. They've gathered all the locals in one place; we can't exactly hunt down scavengers going out to gather resources.”

It wasn’t just a delicate moral issue. It was just that such a tactic was highly inefficient and would completely push the local population toward the Army.

Suddenly, Spring Water Commander had an idea. "Right, did you get those photos of the destroyed camps?"

Kakarot nodded. "I did take some... What about them?"

Spring Water Commander continued, "Later, you take a team to contact nearby survivor settlements, show them the photos taken during the day, and persuade them to leave their villages for refuge elsewhere."

Kakarot hesitated before muttering, "Will they listen to us?"

Evacuation wasn’t a trivial matter.

Merely showing a few photos and convincing locals to abandon their homes might seem a bit far-fetched.

Spring Water Commander grinned. "Tell them about Dawn City, 150 kilometers from here in Clearspring City. The people there are willing to offer them shelter until we finish the war with the Army."

"Whether they choose to go or stay, we can only do what we can."

The more that leave, the better. It was better than sending more workers to the Army.

After giving out the tasks, Spring Water Commander then walked over to the supply team, found the NPC in charge, and handed him a locked metal box.

The box was light, containing only a card.

This card, given to him personally by Sesame Paste before heading to explore the entrance to Shelter 79, was said to be a crucial mission item that could potentially turn the tide of battle. He was tasked to ensure it reached the administrator's hands.

Since Spring Water Commander couldn't leave the frontlines himself, and with every player already assigned specific tasks, he had to entrust the card to the NPC soldiers.

Although they were from the logistics team, their loyalty was unquestionable.

In fact, it was more like they had a solid faith in the administrator than loyalty.

"We have a special patient here. I need you to escort him back to Dawn City and make sure this box also reaches the administrator!”

Hearing Spring Water Commander's order, the logistic officer solemnly nodded, took the box, and clenched his right fist to his chest. "I will complete the mission!”

Spring Water Commander nodded, touched his fist to his chest as a return salute. "For the alliance!"

...

In the official forums, it was as bustling as ever.

The information gathered on the forums was far more sensational than Survivor’s Daily, with Storm Corps players frequently bringing first-hand battle reports.

They detailed where they ambushed an Army patrol again, how many were killed, and how much equipment was captured, to the delight of the spectators.

Of course, what thrilled the players and cloud players most was the intelligence brought back by Battlefield Cheerleader...

Battlefield Cheerleader: Latest news! The Army has established a new base near the northwestern side of Lucky Valley Municipality, near Falling Leaf Ridge, called Falling Leaf Camp! freewebnoveℓ.com

Spring Water Commander: Damn, you’re finally here!

Darkest: We thought you died out there.

Battlefield Cheerleader: Heh, had a bit of a mishap. I was just planning to take a quick look and leave, but just my luck... I ran into an Army patrol... Anyway, by the time I came to, I was already inside that camp.

Battlefield Cheerleader didn't dare mention he'd been peeling potatoes all afternoon. It was too embarrassing. But luckily, the Army folks didn't discover his identity as an awakener, nor did they suspect his stuttering fool of a dumbass.

Instead, the chef NPC praised his potato peeling speed, saying he did several times the work of other laborers, and moved him from the big bunkhouse where the laborers stayed to a 4-person room next to the kitchen, to peel potatoes exclusively.

Kakarot: Damn?!

Broken Leg Kevin: Is that even possible?!

Night Ten: Good grief... I'm just saying, good grief.

Escaping Mole: How many people are there?

Battlefield Cheerleader: Not many, just around 5,000 to 6,000. Most are locals captured by the Army from nearby survivor settlements.

Eye Owe Money: What’s the Army's plan gathering these survivors?

Professor Yang: You don't understand, population itself is a resource. There are zero maintenance cost, no tech needed, a bowl of rice gets half a day's work done... What machine is as useful as a person? (grinning)

Battlefield Cheerleader: Pretty much, the Army has organized some people to hunt, others to scavenge, and some are tasked with planting yam potatoes and feeding cattle...

- Most of the produced materials supply the airship, and the survivors only get nutrition paste. Damn, that stuff tastes absolutely awful.

- I feel like there's sand or sawdust mixed in.

Irene: Are you sure that's sawdust, not bone shards or something? (funny)

Battlefield Cheerleader: Damn! Don't say that, I'm gonna vomit! (vomiting)

Elf Wang: Look on the bright side, brother, that's just a hypothesis, might as well be wild fruits, tree bark, or mutant stuff. (funny)

Escaping Mole: Feels like the Army has big plans.

Ample Time: I get that feeling too. Looks like they're planning to foster a local force as their pawn in the River Valley Province, just like what they did in Sunset Province.

Teng Teng: Sunset Province? 0.0

Ample Time: Yeah, I've talked to Hal, the newspaper chief from Sunset Province, about this. The Falcon Kingdom in Sunset Province is actually a vassal state of the Army in the great desert.

Spring Water Commander: Anyway, the Army has started countering our guerrilla tactics, we need to adjust our strategy too.

Sideline Slacking: Speaking of which, what's happening in Boulder Town? Any reaction?

Ample Time: Of course, but I can't tell if that's war fervor or just plain panic. Since that day, I've seen lots of munitions being sent to the northern suburbs. The New Alliance's top brass must've reached some agreement with Boulder Town's leaders, I guess.

Sideline Slacking: Ah, if only Enterprise folks had left a couple of days later.

It didn’t take long for the post to gain thousands of posts.

Especially after hearing about the officer named Colwey promising that those who contribute significantly could be appointed leaders of ten or even a hundred, many enthusiastic spectators encouraged Battlefield Cheerleader to perform well and aim to be a pseudo-Army commander.

Sitting in front of the computer, Chu Guang was equally surprised.

The heck?! He actually made it into the Army?!

"Little Seven."

"What is it, Master?" Little Seven tilted its head while sitting on the desk.

"Can you integrate the mission interface with the official website?" Chu Guang thought for a moment and described his idea. "Basically, allow players to check their mission status through their website accounts even outside the game."

He had thought of doing it before but hadn't needed to, and it was forgotten since he had been busy.

Hearing Chu Guang's request, Little Seven immediately became motivated. "Hmm... No problem! That's easy, I'll take care of it!"

Linking already developed systems was indeed easy for Little Seven. It was just a matter of facilitating data sharing on the server. In less than a minute, the software update was completed.

Players could not only check their mission progress on the official website but also accept new missions.

Holding the mouse, Chu Guang browsed through Little Seven's work, a smile appearing on his face.

Nice.

The players got convenience, and he got the convenience of deploying players. It was undoubtedly a win-win modification.

Shit, this granddaddy is a fucking genius!

...

Meanwhile, in a bedroom in a parallel world.

Sitting in front of the computer, grinning at the rapidly increasing number of replies, someone suddenly sat up straight and exclaimed, “Damn, is that even possible?!"

Just a second ago, Battlefield Cheerleader noticed that a little red dot had appeared in the user information section in the top right corner of the official website.

Curious, he clicked on it and found it was a task bar!

"When was this updated?" Battlefield Cheerleader was utterly baffled, but after a few clicks, his bafflement turned into ecstasy.

Before, the crappy game couldn't even handle tasks without the VM.

Now, the dog developer has finally compromised on realism, allowing players not only to check their task progress on the official website but also to view newly triggered tasks!

Absolutely awesome!

[Mission 1: Infiltrate Falling Leaves Camp, gather intelligence on the Army's movements, reward based on the value and accuracy of the information.]

[Mission 2 (Optional): Integrate into the management of Falling Leaves Camp, gain the Army's trust.]

[Mission 3 (Optional): ...]

Looking at the line of fresh and exciting tasks, Battlefield Cheerleader couldn't wait to close the page and excitedly ran to the forum to share the news.

Battlefield Cheerleader: Brothers! The dog developer made an update!

Everyone on the forum was giving Battlefield Cheerleader bad ideas to help perfect his undercover persona, but Chu Guang felt he didn't need to worry too much.

Planting a spy in the Army's camp was just a trial; the outcome of the war would ultimately be decided on the battlefield.

Chu Guang never bet on victory relying on any piece of equipment or one or two individuals, but he didn't discount the possibility that Battlefield Cheerleader might bring him an unexpected surprise.

What if?

What if he became a pseudo-military leader and successfully gained the Army's trust?

While highly unlikely, it wasn't entirely impossible.

In any case, with Spring Water Commander in command at the frontlines, Chu Guang had already designated Lucky Valley Municipality as a war zone and handed over all matters within the war zone to him.

Previous battles had proven this player's command and organizational skills, and Chu Guang trusted he could plan every machine gun position without needing to worry too much.

His role was to ensure the logistics, keeping the frontlines well-supplied with ammunition, and his job would be done.

Compared to that, Chu Guang was more concerned about another team currently on a mission.

Three days ago, the Order of the White Bear set out from their base camp, venturing into Lucky Valley Municipality to search for the entrance to Shelter 79.

From the updates continuously posted by Sisi on the forum, their treasure hunt seemed to have made new progress.

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