Chapter 836 The situation is tense!
It wasn't just the Burning Corps and two "Overlord" transport planes that headed to Golden Gallen Port.
I saw a long queue of transport ships of the same model on the rough Borneo Sea, heading straight towards the Golden Gallen Port. And beside this transport fleet, there was also a fleet from the South China Sea Alliance accompanying it!
The wide decks were all hung with digital-colored camouflage nets, and parked below the camouflage nets were murderous armors!
Among them are not only old equipment such as the ZJC-1 "Chimera" armored vehicle that has made great achievements for the alliance, but also some new equipment that has just appeared on the scene.
For example, No. 81 Factory and Jushi Military Industry jointly developed the "Plank III" tank!
If you can still see traces of "truck carrying cannon" on the Panzer II tank, then the Panzer III tank can be regarded as a main battle tank in the true sense.
Whether it is the low-lying body, the tilted armored turret, or the positive pressure full protection system, they all have many similarities with real main battle tanks, but they are not exactly the same.
As for the main gun, it is still 155 mm, which has not been greatly improved compared to the Panzer II tank.
Although a larger caliber means a lower bomb load, it does not matter to the players who drive it. It is big and powerful enough!
The same goes for the Type B "destroyer version" of the Panzer III tank. In addition to increasing the turret design, adding a "pigeon" vehicle-mounted missile launcher, and using more standardized parts, the main gun still has a muzzle kinetic energy of 60 megajoules.
No. 60 electromagnetic gun.
In addition to improved versions of these old equipment, these cargo ships also carry some brand-new models.
Such as the FK-1 "Defender" anti-aircraft vehicle.
In the past, most of the alliance's air defense equipment consisted of air defense cards carrying quad-mounted anti-aircraft guns and simple vehicle-mounted radars, as well as players wearing exoskeletons and carrying portable anti-aircraft missiles.
The "Defender" designed by Kitajima Heavy Industries combines the two tactical ideas and is installed on the simplified version of the "Chimera" armored vehicle shell.
However, although the car shell of this thing is a simple version, its firepower cannot be underestimated.
The 20mm "red dot" rapid-fire gun installed on its roof adopts a design concept similar to that of the South China Sea Alliance destroyer's close-in defense gun. It is driven by an electromagnetic acceleration device and equipped with vehicle-mounted radar and air defense missiles designed by Kitajima Heavy Industries.
All the weight saved on the armor is made up for in the ammunition rack of the tandem mass bomb.
This thing is like a destroyer sailing on land!
Although there is only one tapered barrel, it can erupt in an instant with a firepower network comparable to the salvo firepower of four quadruple 20mm cannons!
Whether it is dealing with high-altitude fixed-wing aircraft or ultra-low-altitude four-rotor UAV swarms, it is very useful!
In addition, the two anti-aircraft missiles installed under the fire control radar were also removed from the destroyer, and the targets were the Legion's supersonic jets that were "equally priced" -
In addition to the large quantities of equipment that can only be used to make up for the shortage, the legion also has installed some high-tech equipment with extremely high maintenance costs.
Objectively speaking, the South China Sea Alliance has made up for the alliance's shortcomings in the field of high-precision technologies, especially microelectronics technology. Before this, although the alliance had a lot of technical reserves, the production of high-tech equipment still relied on the help of enterprises.
In contrast, the alliance does not blindly ask for the South China Sea Alliance.
The alliance's huge technological reserves, especially in the fields of materials and biology, as well as its scale advantages in industry, logistics, economy and other fields, complement the South China Sea Alliance's shortcomings in many fields.
In this process of win-win cooperation, both parties have achieved common progress in many fields.
FK-1 "Defender" is a masterpiece under this trend! But it is only one of them.
Beyond the military-industrial field dominated by official forces, there are countless similar private-sector cooperations.
This close cooperative relationship involves not only the employment of hundreds of thousands of people and the profits of many processing plants, but also touches on the underlying logic of the operation of human society - division of labor and collaboration.
This unbreakable relationship can only be replaced by another more advanced production relationship.
This cannot be built with a handful of money, nor can it be broken with a mere battleship.
But Wu Tuo had no chance to know, and even if he did, it would be too late.
In fact, eating food is not the original sin, it is the addiction to food.
In fact, the empire is not without understanding people, but those who understand are without exception pretending to be confused, cooperating with half-full liars to bully ignorant fools, and lose all the chips they snatched from honest people.
At first, the fishermen of the South China Sea Alliance were only interested in making money rather than their lives. For the empire, the little pain they suffered could not even be complained about, at most it was just an itch.
However, as luck would have it, the legion, who was looking for both money and death, was also eyeing this guy.
Even if the alliance doesn't plan to end the game, it still has to put its own chips on the table...
Standing on the edge of the deck, Elf King Fugui was blowing the sea breeze in front of him, squinting his eyes and looking in the west direction, and after a while he suddenly said something.
"...I heard that the brothers from the Burning Legion have arrived?"
Irena said with a smile.
"Yeah, I saw it on the forum."
Elf King Fugui: "Gan! Why can't we take a plane?"
Irena glanced at him with a subtle expression.
"...Who wants our equipment to be heavy? Manual operation is ridiculous."
While the two were chatting and laughing, Mole sitting in the cabin was staring at the map of Lowell State and thinking about it.
There are two regiments deployed in Borneo this time, one is the Burning Corps, and the other is the Skeleton Corps.
Putting aside the support company, maintenance company, logistics company, guard company, etc., which are mainly composed of NPC soldiers, the players of the Skeleton Corps are basically in 5 battalion-level combat units.
Two of the battalions are mechanized infantry battalions, divided into 6 companies, 18 platoons, and 54 squads. Counting 2 battalion-level command vehicles and 6 company-level command vehicles, there are a total of 62 "Chimera" armored vehicles!
The other three battalions are armored battalions, divided into 9 companies, 27 platoons, and 81 squads. Plus three battalion-level command vehicles and 9 company-level command vehicles, a total of 93 "Plank 3" tanks!
Although these equipments cannot form a long snake formation, they can be regarded as a rather majestic torrent of steel in the wilderness.
By order of the superintendent, Lowell's state line is the final red line.
If the soldiers of the Legion dare to take a step forward, they will cooperate with the Burning Legion to launch a full-scale offensive against the Legion.
However, the red line is a red line, and this thing is just a reference. If the Legion really launches a full-scale invasion of Borneo, it is unlikely that they will really wait for the opponent to touch the red line.
After all, they are not players or NPCs, so the managers still give them some authority to handle urgent matters.
The premise is that there has been sufficient discussion with the Burning Legion.
With Elder Brother Fang here, Mole is not too worried about misjudgment of the situation or similar situations.
In contrast, he is more worried about the traffic situation in Borneo.
There are only a few roads from Jingallang Port to the capitals of Tiger and Leopard States.
And among these roads, very few can allow armored troops to pass quickly.
"...Thanks to the warlords in Baozhou and Huzhou, they spent money to build some roads. Without these roads, our tanks might not even be able to drive out of Jingallan Port."
After studying for a long time, Mole cursed and dropped the pen on the map.
The staff officer standing next to him also frowned, touched his chin and thought in a low voice.
"The road conditions in Borneo are indeed very bad...and it will be the rainy season in a few months. The traffic situation on both sides of the Yongliu River will probably be even more severe."
Speaking of the identity of this staff officer, he is still a Wilante, and his name is Vaders.
Like Vanus, he was born in the expeditionary force, and he even joined the expedition within a few months. However, his life was not as good as Vanus. He first became a "rogue" with Captain Dillon, and later
Captured by Vault 404.
But what is the same as Vanus is the series of choices he made later.
After the Battle of Luoxia, he did not go home with the other prisoners of war, but chose to stay in the Alliance.
Considering the possibility of a direct confrontation with the Legion this time, the Alliance Army Staff sent him to the Skeleton Corps as a frontline staff officer, responsible for providing advice and making plans.
Mole didn't doubt his loyalty, he just treated him as an ordinary NPC and communicated with him.
"...That's true, but this is not a bad thing for us who mainly focus on defensive counterattacks. If they really push the front line to our door in the end, then they will be the ones soaking in the mud on the logistics line, and then it will be the Air Force's job
Already."
Although the Goblin Corps was not deployed to the front lines in an organized manner during this mission, and only a few "ace pilots" flew the Alliance's next-generation fighters to the military base in Golden Gallen Port, responsible for competing with the Legion's advanced fighters for air supremacy, this does not mean that
They would have no air force available.
The Golden Gallen Port authorities purchased a large number of W-3 propeller aircraft and established five aviation fleets, specializing in tactical bombing, strategic bombing, and close ground support.
These propeller aircraft produced by Goblin Technology have extremely low requirements for the take-off environment and logistics, and are very easy to operate. Although they are no match for supersonic fighters in the air, they have excellent cost performance and are even better in ground support.
Good job!
When he said this, Mole suddenly noticed his nose and said with a smile.
"I almost forgot to mention that we may have a fight with your fellow countrymen this time. If you feel unhappy, you can tell us as soon as possible, and I can arrange for you to go to the logistics department."
"There is no such thing as happiness or displeasure." Vaders smiled lightly and said nonchalantly, "The mistakes of the Vaillant people must be corrected by the Vaillant people, just like the mistakes of the Sanctuary must be corrected by the residents of the Sanctuary.
I know exactly what I'm doing...but you, aren't you scared when you see my nose?"
The Mole laughed.
"Then you underestimate me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the command desk suddenly rang.
After stopping the irrelevant topic, Mole reached out and grabbed the phone with a serious tone.
"This is the temporary headquarters of the Skeleton Corps."
An echo came quickly from the other end of the phone.
"...This is the escort fleet. Golden Gallen Port is five hundred kilometers ahead of you. According to sonar and radar detection, there are no hostile ship activities in the nearby waters. We will continue sailing according to the original route, and you will take care of the rest of the journey.
Went by myself."
Mole nodded.
"Copy that, wish you good luck."
"Wish you too."
The brief exchange ended, and the escort fleet led by the cruiser "Harpoon" separated from the Alliance's transport fleet.
The latter will continue to move towards the Port of Gingalon on the east coast of Borneo Province, while the former will go straight through a large sea area to the western part of the Borneo Sea to stand by.
Although the Alliance voted in favor of "freezing the seats of the Xilan Empire's Adhesive Community," it did not really leave behind the survivors struggling on this land.
Today these guys dare to set fire to Sailsport, and tomorrow they can do the same in Silvermoon Bay or even Friesport, just like what happened in the Vale Province.
Every citizen of the early days of the Union was a survivor of that disaster.
If diplomacy cannot solve the problem, then it becomes the job of the surgeon.
Although the alliance's performance was relatively restrained, and they only used reciprocal strategies to respond to the Southern Legion's increasing pressure, the younger brothers of the alliance were obviously gearing up.
Such as the honey badger kingdom.
Five divisions of troops have assembled at the border, eyeing the Falcon Kingdom next door.
They fought too hard in the last battle, and soon after they liberated the whole territory, the enemy surrendered.
As for the Lion Kingdom, which has the largest population, it also mobilized three divisions of troops.
Unlike the "Pingtou Brother" of the Sand Sea Spirit, everyone in the Lion Kingdom is of the same "Buddhist type". They are overly secular and only want to have fun and not fight.
The reason is also very simple. The Legion was pushed back by the Alliance before they could even attack their royal capital. Therefore, their hatred of the Wilantes is not as deep as that of the Honey Badger Kingdom, and their reasons for hating them are even greater.
Probably because those big noses used nuclear bombs to blow up an abandoned "miracle".
However, having learned the lessons from the last war, they obviously will not imagine that once the powder keg is ignited, no one will be able to survive alone.
This time they won't give the Vaillant people any chance.
They will eliminate the "risk" before everyone else as soon as the nuclear bomb enters the eastern part of the desert.
As for the Hump Kingdom and the Golden Lizard Kingdom, their attitudes are mostly the same as those of the Lion Kingdom.
Suddenly it became a thorn in the side of the desert kingdoms. The entire Falcon Kingdom, which was hiding in the corner and licking its wounds, was trembling with fear.
The princes and nobles of the Falcon Court all looked at the Eastern Legion for help, hoping that those big noses would send a few more troops of ten thousand people because they were so obedient.
The industry representatives composed of lower-class citizens secretly liaised with the alliance one by one, and patted their chests and said that as long as the legion dared to come, they would dare to donate the legion's station and logistics supply line, and they just asked not to hurt them by then.
Innocent ordinary residents.
They were the ones who helped the Alliance's Guards Corps investigate the batch of arms that was originally shipped to West Sail Port.
They are most familiar with this kind of backstabbing job. After all, it is impossible for nobles to drive trucks, move boxes and load goods by themselves, or go to the front lines to dig trenches by themselves.
It is impossible to fight.
You can't fight anyone, not the Alliance, you have to fight the nobles themselves.
Ever since Griffin took the plunge, the entire Falcon Kingdom has almost lost an entire generation.
After the development of Bicester Town, it sucked away a large amount of the kingdom's labor force like a black hole. As a result, almost only women, old people and children were left in the whole kingdom, and the remaining young and middle-aged people could not even raise the strength of a division.
Sisail Port, which is at the center of the storm, is affecting the sensitive nerves of all the survivor forces in the entire wasteland.
At least the survivors living in the circle around the great desert have been affected to a greater or lesser extent.
And just as the situation in Borneo continues to heat up, three teams with special identities are quietly entering the dying "heart" of the empire.
Among them are the "messengers" of the Legion and the "messengers" of the Alliance.
However, these two identities must be put in quotation marks, because they are both mixed with some water.
The only real thing is the group of mercenaries from the Free State.
They are indeed genuine mercenaries, but it's a pity that their business skills are a bit rusty. They probably outsourced and hired outsourcers, and finally the job fell into the hands of a certain wastelander.
This kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice.
Anyway, the warlords didn't know why they came to this ghost place to join in the fun. They just saw a few corpses hanging on the door of Tiandu North that were obviously not local.
He inquired at the door and learned that those people claimed to be mercenaries from the Free State. They wore exoskeletons and held guns that could keep firing. They looked just like the "Iron Man" from the east.
According to the hawker selling glutinous rice at the city gate, the two sides fought on the street near the north gate of Tiandu.
That battle was a bustle, and it was even more exciting than when the Imperial Guards and the Heavenly King's Army fought.
For the sake of a silver coin, the vendor described it vividly, talking in a gibberish voice, and his face turned red.
Judging from the gestures he made with his hands, it looked as if those people had blown up the entire street.
All in all, nearly a hundred people in the Heavenly King's army died, while only two of the mercenaries died.
Later, probably when they ran out of ammunition, the group of "iron men" began to retreat, but in the end six of them were captured.
"...They didn't keep the prisoners?"
Seeing the hawker who was getting more and more excited as he talked, Warfield couldn't help but ask.
The vendor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head like a drum.
"Take no prisoners. The king's people never take prisoners. They kill quickly and ruthlessly, killing people like chickens."
Actually, think about it.
This group of people was so obsessed with killing that they didn't care whether the person they captured was from a free state or a slave state. They might not have even heard of that damn place.
The warrior's Adam's apple twitched and he looked at the hawker selling the paste a little longer.
"...These people kill people like chickens. Aren't you afraid of blood splattering on you when doing business here?"
The hawker chuckled, with a cheerful smile on his face that was darkened by coal smoke.
"Sir, you are telling a joke again. This place is like killing people and killing chickens. If you go to Shizhou, Xiangzhou will be much better?"
The warlord couldn't help but ask.
"Then why don't you go to... Golden Gallon Port? It can't be like this there."
The vendor smiled and waved his hand.
"Hey, you said it was easy. I guess you have never swam in the Yongliu River. Not to mention those who didn't climb ashore, even those who climbed ashore don't know how many ghosts drowned in the reeds.
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Looking at the silent guests, he sighed and said again.
"If I had no worries, I might actually venture into the Everflowing River, but I still have a family to feed. Who will take care of them if I leave? Those who went into the river don't care if they die.
Of those alive, few came back."
"Besides, I guess it may not be as good as the rumors say. What does Golden Gallon Port have, but Saipan Port doesn't have? Is it a factory or a dock? Those guys who kill people like chickens come from the docks and factories
Those who came out, if they could survive, why would they rebel? Would they be able to hold on after being full?"
As he spoke, he shook his head again.
"I thought that the ports and factories were not good things. I have only seen free people starving to death and tenants starving to death. I have never seen any slaves starve to death."
At this moment, Penny, who had been standing silently behind the warlord, suddenly couldn't help but speak.
"...Then why do you support the King of Heaven?"
Hearing these treacherous words, the vendor was immediately startled. He quickly looked around and saw that there was no one with plaster strips tied here, and then he looked at the person who spoke.
I saw that the man was wearing a thick turban, which almost covered his entire face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
She had a desert-colored robe draped over her shoulders, covering herself so tightly that it was impossible to tell where she was from, but she looked like a woman.
I have never seen a woman with such a beautiful figure.
The vendor smiled sheepishly, a little shy, and scratched the back of his head with his dark hands.
"Girl, what you said...he didn't even ask me if I would agree when he rebelled."
Penny was speechless for a moment.
The warlord next to her pulled her up in confusion and glared at her fiercely.
‘Are you crazy?!’
Penny knew she was wrong and lowered her head, muttering "I'm sorry" in a low voice.
It was an occupational disease that happened again just now, and she couldn't help blurting out something.
When she came back to her senses, she realized what a dangerous thing she had done.
Seeing Penny admitting her mistake obediently, the warlord couldn't say anything to reprimand for a moment. He could only stare at her with a warning look, and then turned his head back.
It was a coincidence that he originally planned to act together with Yuan Yuan's Nasha and the others.
After all, those people's names are like a team, and people with a team are definitely more reliable than people without a team.
However, as luck would have it, just as he struck up a conversation with those people, he bumped into Benoit's daughter Penny at the port.
When this guy heard that he was going on a mission to Tiandu, he immediately said that he would go with him, even pretending to be his servant.
The warlord originally wanted to persuade her, but he couldn't do it at all.
He even considered knocking the person unconscious and locking him up in a tent, but he was worried that the guy would become stubborn and act alone when he woke up.
Most of the people who are capable as war reporters are those who are not afraid of death.
Others might just get high orally to satisfy their cravings, but she might not be able to do it.
Rather than letting her take risks alone, it would be better to let her follow him, so that he would have a guarantee.
As for Captain Bennott...if he's to blame, it's probably him who bet so big.
The reporter of "Le Triumph" is determined to bring the truth home, and he can't stop people.
His eyes wandered between the two of them, and the vendor looked at the warlord and asked with a smile.
"Sir, would you like two bowls? I've been selling this paste for eight years, and it definitely tastes bad!"
The warlord watched helplessly as he put the hand that had just scratched the back of his head into the mush again. His stomach suddenly twitched uncontrollably and he forced out a sentence.
"No...I already had lunch."
He believed that the smell was definitely overpowering.
After all, the oil added to it can be used to stir-fry dishes...
After throwing down a few more silver coins on the stall, the warlord didn't dare to stay here longer. He took Penny's hand and hurried away. He deliberately walked around the alley a few times and hid back in the hotel where he was staying.
As he expected, not long after he left, the hawker immediately reported their affairs to the people patrolling at the city gate.
But what's interesting is that the patrolling city guards didn't listen to the vendor's explanation at all. They only heard that they received silver coins, and their eyes suddenly became greedy.
Several people tortured the hawker with sticks, and sure enough, several coins were found on his body.
This time everyone got the stolen goods. Although the mastermind was not caught, the hat of a spy was indispensable.
Several city guards picked up the hawker and gave him a lesson. The man in question was pale and did not dare to mention what happened before. Then he raised it high and put it down gently. He put the coin into his pocket and swung the stick.
Go away in style.
Just kidding, they are the ones patrolling this area. Do you know that things are not peaceful recently?
Some mercenaries from the Free State showed up just a few days ago. I heard that just to catch those six unlucky guys, more than a hundred brothers from the Heavenly King's Army died.
He only has one head, so of course he has to be careful when picking the persimmons, but he doesn't dare to cause trouble for himself...
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Outside the city, hotel.
Looking at the pangolin who closed the door and walked to the window to look out, Penny, who was sitting by the bed, took off her stuffy headscarf and looked at his nervous look and asked in a low voice.
"Why don't we just confess our identities? Just tell them...we are the envoys of the Legion."
Warlander replied casually.
"Your father didn't even dare to send a Valantian envoy over. Can't you guess why?"
If they were not ordered by others, how dare these people massacre the entire port without leaving a single prisoner.
In other words, since he was ordered by others, what difference does it make to kill one more messenger?
Through intelligence verification on the forum, he can now basically confirm that Absek is the spokesperson for the interests of the Southern Army, and Yanoush is the scapegoat who was pushed to the forefront.
After the Southern Army has made all preparations, it will march towards Tiandu and destroy the Heavenly King's army.
When the time comes, all the old departments like Abu Sak will need to do is change their banners.
Regardless of whether it is called the Borneo Army or something else, as long as they cut ties with the Yanush Empire and even return the Yanush Empire's army at a critical moment, the Southern Army will naturally hand over the empire to them, just like
It's like "rebranding"... at least that's what they think in Abseq.
However, this scapegoat named Janusz is obviously not willing to die in such a careless way. He may even have a premonition that there may be some moles around him who want to get off the car halfway, so he can only use more crazy methods to tie them up.
He was tied firmly to his chariot.
As for the betrayal, we can wait until the civil war is over and then settle the accounts slowly.
Absek probably wouldn't mind negotiating terms with the envoys from Triumph City, but Janusz would never leave a way out for his subordinates.
Ever since, the warlord made an appointment with those far-sighted brothers.
They should contact Yanoush first, while their own side would first negotiate with Absek.
There is no future in cooperating with the Southern Army. Letting the jackal in is not called "curving the country to save the country". This hungry wolf will directly devour them.
And along with everyone around them.
It would be best if you could convince Absaek. If you couldn't convince him, you would have to think of other ways.
Anyway, after everything is over, he will provide relevant clues to Penny.
As for whether "Triumph" would publish the entire incident, he didn't know.
After listening to Pangolin's rhetorical question, Penny was silent for a long time, but she was thinking about something completely different from him.
"...Is that why he sent you here?"
The warlord was stunned for a moment, then said simply.
"That's right, although I am a member of the Legion, I am not a Weiland person. If someone from the Heavenly King's Army makes things difficult for me, I can disguise myself as someone from the Alliance and get through."
"..." Penny bit her lip, her face full of complexity.
After taking one look at her expression of indescribable pain, Warfield Man said in a gentle tone.
"If you are sympathizing with me, there is no need. This is my job -"
"I'm worried about you!" Penny stared at him, a trace of sadness suddenly showing in her eyes.
She couldn't explain why, but she just had a bad feeling in her heart.
It is precisely because these people have put others at the expense time and time again, allowing outsiders to bear the responsibilities and obligations that should be borne by the Weirant people themselves, that things have developed into what they are today.
Her father never reflected at all... That man was just regretting that he lost the bet, and he never thought about making up for his mistakes.
Then you shouldn't have followed me and made my mission more difficult...
Looking at Penny with a sad face, Warlander didn't know what strange thing this guy was thinking about, he just complained in his heart.
And just when he was about to say something, there was suddenly a gentle knock on the door outside the room.
"...Excuse me, is this Mr. Pangolin's room?"
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