A plain about sixty kilometers away from the royal capital.
After ordering the entire army to penetrate into the enemy territory in units of a hundred men, Commander Quan Shui led a team of a hundred men alone across the dark wheat fields for several miles, and finally reached the nearest road.
The three infantry squads immediately spread out to the front, searching and advancing along the road and both sides of the road in an arrow formation. "Speaking of which, the wheat is already ripe. No one will harvest it."
, reached out and pinched an ear of wheat, rubbed it gently in his hand, and looked closely at the green bud tips that had emerged from the ear of wheat.
As the saying goes, "Start at the starting point, 90% mature, 100% harvested, 10% mature, 10% discarded." Wait until the wheat is completely mature before harvesting. At least 10% per acre will be harvested.
The yield will have to be reduced by forty or fifty kilograms, and the quality of the crops will be much worse.
If there is continuous rainy weather and the wheat germinates or becomes moldy, the losses will be even greater. Fortunately, it rarely rains in the oasis, and the fresh water resources are supplied by river banks and seeped into the soil for preservation. "...It's normal, Falcon
The kingdom's mobilization has reached the final stage, and the entire social production activities have stagnated. Not to mention that no one will harvest the wheat when it is ripe. Even if it is received in the granary, it will not be delivered to the dining tables of ordinary people."
Glancing at the endless wheat fields next to him, the spring commander smacked his tongue in regret. What a pity for this fertile black land.
If this land is developed by the alliance's professional life players, the yield per acre can reach thousands of kilograms at least.
If combined with the CNC planting tower and the high-quality seeds provided by the Biological Research Institute, two thousand kilograms will not be a problem! "Do you want to set a fire?" I asked eagerly. "No need," the spring water commander said concisely, "Our goal
It is an industrial facility and a transportation hub, so there is no point in destroying farmland."
Large-scale destruction of farmland requires the use of defoliants.
Just setting fire to a few pieces of land will not burn it, and it may also affect your own people walking through the fields, which is a waste of time and not much benefit.
"Speaking of which, why didn't you put on the Water Arrow Turtle suit?" I took a look at the miner's exoskeleton on Quan Shui's body, and I made a joke.
He wanted to ask when he got off the airship just now. Quan Shui rolled his eyes. "Starting from the starting point, you think I'm stupid."
The mobility of the Destroyer 1 is too poor. With the addition of a shield backpack and a 120mm mortar with an automatic loader, the wearing weight is close to one ton, and it can't run very fast even with the power fully turned on.
What's more, they are not going to fight against the Falcons or the regular army of the legion, but to carry out infiltration and sabotage behind enemy lines. It is really unnecessary to bring such a big fake iron coffin.
If you really need fire support, just call in an airship bombardment and that's it.
While he was speaking, a thunderous explosion came from the sky behind him. Commander Quanshui glanced back.
"The brothers from the Burning Legion have probably landed." I said with the darkest look on my face.
"Damn it...why do all the good jobs belong to them, but we have to do this sneaky job!" Kakarot joked with a smile.
"What surreptitiousness! This is called strategic sabotage, infiltration behind enemy lines!" "Yes, when you say it like this, this surreptitious job instantly becomes more sophisticated." "Hahaha"
Looking at his teammates talking and laughing, Commander Quanshui coughed.
"After all, we are here to cause damage, not for an outing... Everyone, please be serious."
"Since we are doing destruction, shouldn't we be more vicious?
Just like this," I said with the darkest eyebrows, while trying to squeeze out a few ounces of meat from my face, shaking the rifle on my waist, "robbery! Hand over all the money in your pocket."
Looking at his bearish look, Kakarot couldn't help but laugh out loud. "You're acting like a devil to get into the village."
Commander Quan Shui held his forehead. This guy was hopeless. "By the way, where can we find a factory?"
Graveyard Ghost Hunter sighed and looked helplessly at Quan Shui. Seeing that someone finally cared about their mission, Quan Shui finally had a happy smile on his face.
"It's easy to say, just follow the clues and you'll be done."
Road transportation is one of the supporting facilities for industry. The resources and manpower from each survivor settlement need to be transported to the industrial area through the road network to complete production.
The Falcon Kingdom is a classical militaristic country, and its spacious roads are generally dedicated to military facilities and military production units.
Therefore, it is easy to identify high-value targets. Just choose the widest ones from the roads near Falcon City, and then walk along the road in the direction of the front line.
You can always find several distribution centers for supplies on the road.
As long as any logistics transfer base is used and local logistics information is used to find out where the materials are sent from, it will not be too difficult to locate the industrial zone with the strategic depth of Oasis No. 2.
As luck would have it, everyone walked along the road for a while and happened to encounter a broken down tractor.
A man with bare arms squatted next to the tractor and used a wrench to tighten the screws. Another middle-aged man wearing a vest sat in the driver's seat and urged the tractor.
Seeing a group of people walking in the distance, the man sitting on the tractor didn't take it seriously at first, thinking he was one of his own. However, when he walked in, he discovered that the equipment of these people was completely different from that of the Falcon Kingdom's army.
Whether it’s the exoskeleton with shiny breastplates or their
The assault rifles in hand are definitely not affordable for today's Falcon Kingdom.
The man's face turned pale in an instant. He jumped out of the car in a hurry and was about to get into the wheat field. However, he was picked up by a strong and powerful hand before he took two steps.
"Why are you running?" He carried the man back like a chicken. Ah Nie smiled evilly at him and said, "Did you do something bad?"
Although he is a newbie, he is also a newbie in the power system. He has a bit of power when he first entered the game.
Both arm strength and grip strength are at least 140% of that of an average adult male. Naturally, it is not something that ordinary people can break free from. The hand is like an iron pliers. The person trapped in it cannot move. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't move at all. He just feels like he is being held.
The position is getting more and more painful.
"No, no... How dare you, little one?" Seeing that he could not break free from the shackles of the soldiers in front of him, the tractor driver finally gave up his struggle and looked at him tremblingly and said, "Excuse me, Master... you,
Which army are you from?"
"Storm Troops" Ah Nie replied proudly.
"Wind, Storm Troops." The driver looked confused. He had never heard of this number at all.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" After hearing the noise from the front, I walked up from behind with someone in charge, staring fiercely at the driver who was being held, "Robbery! Hand over the valuables."
"Robbing, robbing." The driver's face became even more confused, and he said in a confused voice, "Sir, you have just come here. If you want to rob, you should go to those nobles... we can't even afford food."
How can such poor people have money?"
"Hey... that's right, how can I get the money if I can't afford food?" I nodded my head, with a hint of sympathy in my eyes, but I quickly realized that I was doing a task, so I turned the fierce look on my face again.
The expression came out.
"I don't care whether you have money or not. Hurry up and hand over all your valuables."
Looking at the bright muzzle of the gun, the driver was so anxious that he almost cried. As for the man repairing the car, he was completely frightened. He threw away the wrench and crouched beside the tractor with his head in his hands, shivering, not daring to move.
Rolling his eyes at the back of his idiot, Commander Quan Shui walked up to the frightened driver and stared into his eyes.
"What's in the car?" the driver replied nervously. "...iron."
Commander Fountain asked impatiently.
"I know it's iron. I want to ask you what kind of iron it is, what it's used for, and where it's sent."
Hearing this question, the driver immediately reacted. "This is... the iron products confiscated by Rhodesland Town. We follow the logistics officer's order to send them to the William Industrial Zone." William...
It seems to have the same name as the prince and marshal of the Falcon Kingdom. But this is not surprising.
In a feudal kingdom with agriculture as its economic pillar, it is highly likely that only the royal family and the great nobles would have the ability to industrialize. Since the industrial area is an asset of the royal family, there is nothing wrong with naming it after a member of the royal family.
I walked over to the tractor and took a look. I saw that there were pots and pans inside, and I muttered, "What's the use of these things?"
Commander Quan Shui ignored his muttering and stared at the man and continued to interrogate him.
"What is the name of the factory you sent to and what it produces?"
The tractor driver replied in an uncertain voice. "The name is No. 1 Foundry... OK, it seems to be a manufacturer of steel pipes." Steel pipes
When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.
After putting down the batch of goods on the tractor, I said with the most excitement, "It's seamless steel pipes."
The driver replied dumbfounded, "Sir, I just
It's a delivery person, I really don't know... Just ask the factory director there."
Steel pipes are just one of the products of that factory.
The production lines including helmets, engineer shovels, bayonets, military kettles, bullets, etc. were all there, but he didn't dare to say them. These people always gave him a bad feeling.
"Good idea," Commander Quan Shui said with a smile on his face, patted his driver on the shoulder, looked at the frightened man in front of him and continued, "Can you take us to see your factory director?"
How could that man dare to say no? Faced with that warm smile, he could only nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
Quan Shui didn't talk nonsense, looked back at his teammates behind him, and waved.
"Let's go, handcuff them."
"What should I do with this tractor?" I looked at the newly repaired tractor next to me and felt that it was a pity to lose it. Quan Shui thought for a moment and had an idea in his mind.
"Throw the goods in the car into the wheat field, and the tractor... just take it with you first."
Although he didn't think about the use of this thing, but in case it could be used, he would bring it with him first.
The Storm Troops were still advancing silently under the cover of darkness.
At the same time, in Falcon City dozens of kilometers away, the night was boiling like a burning flame.
Dense gunshots came one after another, like raging waves surrounding the towering castle in the center of Falcon City.
The first two hundred-man troops to fill the city were quickly routed.
The Alliance pilots seemed to carry the ammunition of a 10,000-person army, and the bursts of gunfire sounded as if bullets were free. Not only that, they even removed the machine guns from the planes.
The masonry houses and walls in urban areas are like paper in front of 129mm caliber machine gun bullets, and often even people and walls are shattered into slag when a shuttle passes by.
Until the last moment of his life, the fool Adem who went deep into the city to "encircle and suppress enemy pilots" did not wait for reinforcements from the rear. However, what he didn't know was that his commander was not blind or deaf, but simply had no time to care.
The pilots from the alliance on his side were obviously not satisfied with solving a few minions. At the same time as they surrounded him, they separated a team of men to attack the gate of the castle and started a fight with the defenders at the gate.
Fierce firefight.
Predictably, facing the suppressed firepower of dozens of aircraft machine guns, the Falcon Kingdom soldiers, who only had a few bolt-action rifles, were completely unable to fight back.
Seeing that the gunfire had reached the bottom of his eyebrows, Myrdal made a prompt decision and immediately sent two loyal guards to the main entrance of the castle with explosives, intending to blow up the gatehouse directly. Although this could not prevent the alliance from entering the castle, at least it could
Can be in the city
Buy some time before the defense troops arrive.
However, at this moment, a gunshot was heard from the direction of the bell tower in the distance, and a stream of blood mist instantly exploded on the head of the guard who had just touched the castle's main entrance.
The guard who was following him didn't know the direction of the gunshot, and soon another bullet penetrated his skull.
This time I didn't even hear the gunshot, and the man fell to the ground without saying a word. "Two"
After reporting the victory over the communication channel, Ye Shi was lying on the top of the bell tower, his eyes firmly attached to the scope as he searched for the edge of the castle.
With the assistance of a thermal imaging scope, the night is as eye-catching to him as day, and all living things are invisible. And the perception of murderous intent allows him to quickly judge whether his position is exposed and whether there are any
Other snipers are targeting him.
Controlling the rhythm of his breathing, he pulled the trigger again. He only heard a gunshot, and in the distance near the castle gate, another guard was shot in the head and fell heavily to the side. Continuous casualties caused a heavy blow to the castle gate.
The nearby garrison brought great psychological pressure, and even the most loyal soldiers began to feel fear.
Compared with the suppressed firepower of machine guns and the beeps of swooping fighter planes, it is obviously the sniper who fires cold shots that makes people's scalp numb. The sudden bursts of machine gun fire may not be able to kill veterans who have been on the battlefield all year round, but the snipers who are ambushed in
For sniper rifles outside the range, someone will die almost as soon as the gunshot is fired. Experience has lost its effect.
Everyone squatting behind the bunker became meat on the chopping board. No one knew who would be targeted next.
Facing the alliance's fierce and well-coordinated offensive, the defense line at the main entrance of the castle is collapsing backwards... "...Three..."
Calmly withdrawing the bullet casing from the gun chamber, Ye Shi took a deep breath and began to search for the next higher value target. At the same time, the battle in the city was basically over. Listening to the gunshots coming from far away, the old man
Bai pulled out the hot hatchet from a corpse, raised his index finger and pressed it on the side of his helmet. "The city has been cleared."
The sound of strong wind soon came from the communication channel. "Well done, continue to advance towards the palace." "Copy that!"
Lao Bai grinned, hung the melt cutting ax on the exoskeleton, and picked up the rifle hanging on his chest again. It felt good to occasionally play auxiliary. But having said that, Falcon Kingdom still has some problems.
Experts. For example, the one he killed just now turned out to be an awakener. He thought that all the experts in this kingdom had died in the previous battle.
It seems difficult to avoid a problem in any game, that is, the changes in the version can never keep up with the snowballing pace of players. Especially this kind of game that claims to be completely real, "players"
Not only will it not die, but it will become stronger as it fights, which is full of absurdity.
He could clearly feel that their opponents were getting weaker and weaker as they fought. At first, a ten-man infantry squad could be equipped with a light machine gun, but now, let alone a light machine gun, the huge capital only had more than thirty anti-aircraft guns.
Artillery, both centurions couldn't muster three machine guns.
The almost frenzied mobilization has drained the kingdom of its last vestiges of vitality.
If the Falcon Kingdom a few months ago was still a hungry wolf armed to the teeth by legions, then now it is completely like an old dog that is dying.
Rather than saying that they were beaten to death, it would be better to say that they were dragged to death.
Because players cannot die, no matter how the alliance mobilizes, as long as those NPCs that cannot be resurrected are not put into the front line on a large scale, the manpower pool will not change much. Instead, it will make a war fortune because of the support of enterprises.
Theoretically, facing any "non-player force", the alliance can win in this unreasonable way. As long as industrial production does not stagnate, it can even consume the opponent to death.
Lao Bai couldn't help but be a little curious about how A Guang would deal with the problem of expanded combat power in the later stage.
However, now is obviously not the time to think about this. "...It's time to give this crumbling dilapidated house the final kick." Looking at the main entrance of the castle that has been captured in the distance, Lao Bai grinned and led a group of children behind him.
The team members quickly rushed towards the castle.
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At this moment, the castle was already a sea of fire. The sound of panicked footsteps and one after another screams could be heard.
No one thought that the war would reach His Majesty the King's castle. Most people thought that tonight was just an ordinary air raid. Although it would be difficult, it would not be too difficult. But now--
These naive ideas have all turned into nothing.
They had never been on a battlefield or even been affected by war. At this moment, they finally experienced the fear of death.
The usually groveling servants now completely changed their appearance, and the fear of death completely tore off their respectful masks.
Those who want to survive hide and escape at all costs, while those who give up on survival are completely reduced to beasts at the last moment of their lives.
Some people jumped into the pool, some hid on the stove in the kitchen, and some fought over the cupboards. Worried about being insulted by the Alliance soldiers, a noble lady chose to hang herself, but she has not yet
After kicking the chair off her feet, the old servant who rushed in from outside the door snatched her and her clothes away. "What are you doing?"
"Be honest, damn, I'm going to die anyway, what do you care about me?"
"?"
Changed from his usual humility and flattery, the old servant stared hard at the snow-white patch of snow in front of him, his mung bean-like eyes filled with madness and greed.
With what their soldiers did on the front line, it was impossible for their enemies to let them go. They didn't know where to go and just wanted to stay away from here.
As a result, as soon as she went downstairs, she ran into the group of people who came in from outside the castle.
"Although I don't object to you throwing yourself into my arms, but...can we wait until we finish the fight?"
Seeing the woman who suddenly rushed out, Ye Shi, who had just raised the muzzle of his gun, put the gun down in embarrassment and made a joke to lighten the atmosphere.
If a fire breaks out at this time, it should not count as manslaughter of civilians...
"Stop talking nonsense."
He tore off a piece of curtain and threw it on the woman's chest.
Lao Bai stared at her with frightened eyes and asked in human couplet, "Where is your king?"
The woman hugged the curtain tightly with both hands, looked at him in horror, and stammered.
"He...I saw him in the palace. He was sitting there in the morning and never came out."
Lao Bai continued to ask. "Where are the other members of the royal family?" "I, I don't know...but I heard everyone said that they should hide in the dungeon." Out of the instinct of survival, she sold the others.
Ye Shi joked.
"Good guys, these people knew we were coming and locked themselves in." Guangfeng touched the bridge of his nose. "It's just to avoid the air raid."
The girl only had a thin piece of cloth on her body, and he really didn't know where to put it.
Lao Bai nodded and waved to his teammates behind him.
"To the Palace"
Others also reacted quickly and continued to move forward.
The gunfire spread from the vestibule to the main building of the castle. A firefight broke out between the two sides in the narrow stairwell, and the Burning Legion dispersed into the castle and began to clear out the armed resistance forces room by room.
At the same time, there was silence in the palace of the castle, and the chaos and gunshots outside could hardly be heard here. Montgotte, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the silence outside the window.
HIFIAN
The firelight glowed slowly in the night sky and under the night curtain, and he didn't speak for a long time.
He actually knows everything.
As the master of this kingdom, how could he not know what is happening in this kingdom?
Since a month ago, there has been no good news from the front line. Even the deeds of a ten-capion captain have been bragging for a long time.
This was obviously not a sign of imminent victory. At this time, the palace door opened.
Myrdal walked in quickly and motioned to the guards behind him to close the door.
His face was covered in blood, and he suffered at least two gunshot wounds. Even his walking posture was limping, which showed that the battle situation was anxious. He knelt down on one knee at the steps in front of the throne and said in a sincere voice.
"Your Majesty, the Alliance soldiers have captured the main entrance of the castle! Please follow me to the underground passage in the backyard immediately...
Mongot looked away from the window and looked at him, but did not get up. Instead, he slowly called out his name. "Myrdal." "Your Majesty."
"Tell me...do you think I did something wrong?" Myrdal was stunned.
Looking at Myrdal who didn't speak, Menggot continued.
road.
"I hope to hear the truth... I swear in the name of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, every word you say next is the truth from the heart."
"I... don't know, Your Majesty," Myrdal lowered his head. The urge and anxiety in his eyes were suddenly replaced by a touch of confusion. "The truth is, I just don't know. I don't know where our future is."
The embankments of Oasis No. 2 are disappearing, and the area of the oasis is decreasing every year. It will not take a few centuries for the desert to swallow them up - just like the disappeared Oasis No. 2. The spirit of the sand sea does not treat its blessings equally.
He gave land to each of his children. They did not have the vast land of the Lion Kingdom, nor did they have the sea outlet of the Hump Kingdom. Their innate conditions were not even comparable to those of honey badgers and golden lizards.
They have no other choice but to fight. But keep fighting...
He also cannot see where the future lies.
The Weirant people did not tell them where the end was, nor did they tell them that in a world ruled by the Weilant people, where would aliens like them go...
Mongot closed his eyes and did not comment on Myrdal's answer. He just sat there indifferently, as if waiting for something.
At this time, the door of the palace was violently knocked open. Looking at the soldiers who appeared at the door, Myrdal reflexively clenched the saber at his waist, but faced the black muzzles of the guns.
, but his movements stopped. No need to doubt it.
Even if he is a strong man who has awakened twice, without automatic weapons, it is impossible to defeat a group of awakened people with live ammunition.
The opponent can beat him and the saber in his hand into a sieve with just a few moves of his fingers.
After exchanging glances with Lao Bai, Kuangfeng stepped forward, stopped in the center of the palace, and looked up at the man sitting on the throne.
That old man.
He was like a weak, ordinary old man, with no trace of the majesty that a king should have, just like the kingdom at his feet that was running out of oil and lamps.
The scythe of death was already placed on his neck. Kuangfeng looked at him and said.
"Surrender, you have already lost."
Mongot looked at the man in front of him calmly, slowly opening and closing his dry lips and said, "The Falcon Royal Family will not surrender."
Not surprised by his words, Fengfeng looked at him expressionlessly and continued, "We are not here to ask for your opinion."
"We have captured this castle. What you say, even life or death, is not important to us."
"We will declare to the outside world that you have surrendered, and the Union flag flying on the roof of the castle is the best proof. We will use your face to synthesize images, use your channels to speak out, and tell you taxis
The soldiers defected to the Alliance and opened fire on the Wilantes... I believe that even if most people will hesitate, some people will do it." "This war will not end, we will continue to fight on your land, Triumph City
He will send out his army as you wish and declare a never-ending expedition, and we have no reason to retreat. We will fight here to the last man, until this place changes from an oasis to a desert, until you shed the last drop of blood...
…”
Myrdal's hands and feet felt cold after hearing this, and he looked at the young man in surprise.
The pupils of Mongot, who was sitting on the throne, shrank slightly, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, and a sad smile appeared on his face. "Is this an order from your manager..." "The starting point is not important.
"
Kuangfeng looked at him expressionlessly and continued, "The last right thing you can do for this country, this desert... is to sign the unconditional surrender agreement, and then order the entire army to lay down their weapons and go to Bis
Special town surrendered."
"Then we will enter the eternal hell." Menggot said calmly, "Everyone will ride on our heads... I would rather die like a glorious warrior." Guangfeng said indifferently.
"No, we are different from the Weirant people. We will not drive you all away. You can start over."
"Of course, if you reject this last chance, I can guarantee that your nightmare has just begun." Mengge stared at him intently.
The cloudy pupils were motionless, seeming to be weighing the pros and cons, and judging whether the man in front of him was trustworthy. The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time between the two. Finally, the old man seemed to have figured something out, and slowly
He slowly closed his eyes. "Which side is hell? It can only be left to future generations to evaluate... In any case, we have indeed lost."
These words seemed to drain all the strength from his body. He relaxed his tense shoulders and slowly leaned on the cold throne. "Starting from the starting point, I surrender."
When the sound of relief floated out from the dry lips, both Myrdal standing in the palace and the soldiers lying at the door covering the sound of gunshots all breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally over...
Myrdal suddenly discovered unexpectedly that at some point, what he was praying for was no longer victory, but just an ending. No matter whether it could be called decent or not~