【…… I think that's our last chance. 】

[If we can't leave it in the province of the valley and wait until the airship returns to port to complete its resupply and join up with the local ground forces, we will face a crisis that is several times the current situation.] 】

Vault 79, Manager's Office.

In addition to Chu Guang, there were more than a dozen people standing here.

A few days ago, when Chu Guang set out from Qingquan City to Ruigu City, he gave the order to move the headquarters to the front line.

In addition to Vanus and other staff officers, all the officers of the First Corps, including Wrench, were also transferred here.

At this moment, Chu Guang was holding a handwritten battle plan in his hand, finished reading the preface, and then looked at the general outline catalog.

The entire plan has a total of twenty-four pages, written by the commander of the Storm Corps, Commander Quanshui, and the objective evaluation is quite good, both macro and detailed.

The plan divided the campaign into three phases, including air warfare, ground warfare, and finally a landing battle.

The battle plan for each stage includes what goals need to be achieved, how many personnel need to be invested, how many weapons need to be invested, what to do if it goes well, what to do if it doesn't go well, etc., all of which are described in detail in the battle plan for each stage.

This proposal was certainly not done in a day.

Chu Guang had noticed a long time ago that the player called Commander of the Spring Water had been observing the airship since the Storm Corps arrived in Ruigu City, or from the moment the 400mm main gun fired.

Including its observation distance, fire accuracy, fire interval time, muzzle turning speed, detection efficiency at different distances, and so on.

These operational parameters are now listed as arguments in this operational plan, and the action plans for each stage of the plan are designed according to the weaknesses reflected in these data.

But even though the plan is so detailed, the player named Commander of the Springs still mentions at the end of the plan-

[There is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, our chances of winning are less than two percent, and the same method is difficult to use twice, we only have one chance! ] 】

[Since victory or defeat is here, there is no need to preserve strength. 】

[It is recommended to carry out a general mobilization! ] 】

Flipping through the plan to the end, Chu Guang handed it to Vanus, who was standing aside.

"What do you think?"

Vanus took the plan and flipped through it, it took a little longer than Chu Guang, until he saw the end, thought for a moment and gave an objective evaluation.

"It's well written, but it's a little modest, in my opinion...... There should be a 30% chance of winning. ”

As a thousand-captain of the Clone Corps, he has never been on an airship, and the detailed combat parameters of the airship are kept secret from the outside world.

He can only analyze the past few public battle reports, and these data that have been tested in actual combat should be more than 70% accurate.

The only advantage of the new alliance is probably only in intelligence.

After the Chewing Bone Tribe scattered and fled, the Legion's intelligence network in the southern part of the River Valley Province can be said to be blank.

The Bugerra Free State to the north may have the Legion's eyeline, but it's too far away, the trade routes between the New Alliance and the North have just begun, and because of the rapid growth, much of the information that can be transmitted to the Legion through the Bougerra Free State is outdated a few months ago.

The wrench standing next to him asked with a frown.

"Is it only 30%?"

Vanus nodded and said in a stern tone.

"Hmm...... I have the impression that most of the battles in which Ironheart was involved were asymmetrical warfare, or as we call it, repression. With this in mind...... They may not necessarily have combat experience in electronic warfare, but they may simply have no experience. ”

"With all due respect, it's a big gamble."

Chu Guang pondered for a moment and said.

"Bet the other party hasn't seen this kind of play, right?"

Vannus nodded.

"Yes, it's a crazy plan, and I don't recommend you adopt it. However, I have to admire your corps commander, in a month, he can study the parameters of the Iron Heart so thoroughly. ”

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

Of course, the ability is one thing, but the key is that the information sharing ability based on the "form formation field" technology is too strong.

Every player or cloud player active on the forum, regardless of the professional talent and boss, can put forward their own analysis conclusions based on the information collected in the game, and the players in the game can verify which conclusion is more reliable.

Although many of the Alliance's weapons are at the level of World War II and the Cold War, the information technology is still above the era of the People's Union.

After all, the "form-forming field", which cannot be shielded or interfered with by existing technology, seems to have been researched by the original managers of Vault 404 after entering the wasteland era.

There is also the verification of information.

Those were all earned by the Storm Legion players in exchange for their lives......

Taking the plan from Vanus's hand, Chu Guang stared at it and thought for about five minutes, then suddenly spoke.

"I'm going to adopt this plan."

Hearing this, Vanus's face showed a hint of surprise, looked at Chu Guang, who had already thought about it carefully, and asked seriously.

"You...... Are you sure? ”

Chu Guang nodded.

"yes, I'm sure."

Vanus couldn't help but continue.

"I don't want to pour cold water on it, but it takes a lot of manpower to implement this plan!"

"Even if there weren't 10,000 people on that airship, it would still be a team of 10,000 people...... If we are to implement this plan of operations within a week, we need to mobilize at least 7,000 men in three days for the most conservative considerations. ”

"Three days...... Is this too late? ”

This is not his concern.

Several of the other staff officers also had worried expressions on their faces.

This is not a cowardice, but only a strategic consideration, and it is too hasty to put the decisive battle in a week.

After all, war is not a game of chess, and you can win or lose by putting a chess piece up.

It would take at least a month to prepare for such a major battle to ensure coordination among the various units and to carry out the plans in an orderly manner.

At the beginning, their decisive battle with the Chewing Bone Tribe was prepared for a month and a half before they moved.

Chu Guang smiled faintly and replied without hesitation.

"It's in time, three days is completely enough, mobilization is not a problem for us!"

He believes in his players.

Not because of the power given to him by the shelter, but because it wasn't his own game.

The alliance is not an alliance of one person, but belongs to all those who have shed blood and sweat for this land, and when the alliance faces a threat to its survival, whether it is a farmer, a fisher, or a player who does business, everyone will stand up without hesitation.

And not just for the sake of profit.

It is also to protect "our world".

Where is the mobilization of a week.

One minute is enough.

“…… In addition to mobilization, I intend to send a regular army at the same time as a part of the mercenaries. According to conservative estimates, the number of participants in the war can reach 10,000! ”

Closing the battle plan in his hand, Chu Guang put it on the desk next to him and looked at the group of officers standing in the office.

Looking at the pair of eyes boiling with fighting intent, he paused and continued.

"I'm not so professional in the tactical details of how long the trenches should be dug and where to put the machine guns, but there is a sentence in this plan that I agree with very much."

"If we don't leave it here, we'll have more trouble later."

"It has to stay here."

"I have to stay!"

Don't say 30% odds of winning.

Even if it's a 1% chance of winning.

He'll give it a try, too!

……

After the combat meeting ended, Chu Guang used a disposable temporary communication device to send Xiao Qi, who was far away in the shelter, to arrange the next stage of work.

This less than 10MB of information, including the content of today's official website update, also contains details about the general mobilization and the specific plan for recruiting mercenaries.

The second half of the content is mainly for NPCs, and Xiaoqi will translate Chinese into . People are connected and orders are accurately communicated to specific departments as well as individuals.

In fact, even without his mobilization, players have stopped their ongoing work and are rallying in the direction of Seogu City for the new expansion.

On the other side, the real world is daytime.

Commander Quanshui opened a chat post in the corps exchange section of the forum, attaching the battle plan, and at the same time, he gave the commanders of each corps.

Looking at the IDs of the big guys in the posts, the spring commander was still a little restrained when he typed and modified the wording.

Or nervousness.

After all, command ability and organizational ability are two different concepts.

The former is strategy and tactics, and the latter is more sophisticated.

He probably got the closed beta qualification with [My Blackest], and compared to those T0 and T1 players who got the closed beta qualification very early and had limited medals on their chests, the qualifications are still a little shallow.

In realistic terms, it is the regiment commander commanding the division commander.

This has to be changed to other mm, and it takes a lot of tongue just to coax these big brothers into obedience.

Luckily, Wasteland Online's server vibe has been good.

Thanks to the fact that the dog planner is a good person, he didn't deliberately incite players to oppose and compare with each other for KPI, liver or no liver can get a good game experience in "Wasteland OL", and T0, T1, and T2 players are also mostly friends, rather than the guild ecology of some mm - big brother, princess and licking dog.

The strategy is well written, whether it is a newcomer or a big guy, even if it is a cloud player, everyone will politely like it and then take it away.

Lao Bai: "I think the battle plan you wrote is good, just be a little more confident." (bared teeth)"

Night Ten: "That's it, what is the success rate of 20%, obviously the advantage is mine!" (Funny)"

Fang Chang: "Professional things really have to be professional, relying on your brother." (laughs)"

Tempest: "+1"

Commander of the Spring: "Ahem, the bigwigs have won the prize...... It's actually the first time I've commanded such a large-scale team fight. ”

The mole in the canyon is on the run: "Hahaha, it's out of the way, Rommel was still a lieutenant in the first battle!" When this battle is over, you will be able to be a division commander. (Funny)"

Edge paddling: "The Death Corps is following!" Just leave the most dangerous places to us! ”

Midnight Killer: "The Jungle Corps is also following!" (proud)"

WC really has mosquitoes: "Ace pilots apply to fight!" (Dog's Head)"

Looking at the lines of replies on the screen, the spring commander was moved in his heart, took a deep breath, and poked his finger at the screen to type back.

"Thank you! Thank you all for your support! ”

"The decisive battle will start within a week, and I will assign you the most suitable mission according to the equipment configuration of each regiment and the combat environment in which you are good at it...... I hope you can trust me and listen to my command in team battles, and I promise that I will not fail your trust! ”

Lao Bai: "Polite words are exempt, everyone is a good brother of the alliance, you just tell us where we need to go, and leave the rest to us!" (bared teeth)"

Edge paddling: "Flushed!! ”

……

Early the next morning.

The tranquility of the outer city of Boulder City was disturbed by a crisp shout.

"NEW! NEW! ”

"The battle situation on the front line is stalemate, the alliance has launched a general mobilization, and now recruits mercenaries to participate in the war, the remuneration is good, and the opportunity is rare!"

The newsboys shouting as they deliver their newspapers to newsstands, pubs and grocery stores, or stuff them into mailboxes on customers' doorsteps.

At the door of the tavern, which had not yet opened, a large group of people gathered around a newspaper that had just been baked, chattering and discussing.

"The coalition forces recruit mercenaries, give 50 chips or 100 silver coins a day!"

"Shhh...... Lao Tzu's half a month's salary! ”

A man with engine oil on his clothes gasped, judging by what he was wearing, he was supposed to be a worker at a nearby machine shop.

Hearing such a generous reward, many people's faces showed heart-warming expressions, and the mercenaries standing on the side couldn't help but say.

"Do the hillbillies in the northern suburbs have so much money?"

The colleague next to him heard it and answered.

"I heard that the Boulder City Bank borrowed a lot of them, and those chips are stored in the bank, so I don't have to worry about not being able to pay them."

In the end, the borrowed money is not distressed, and the new alliance pays almost twice as much as Boulder pays for the wave.

And 100 silver coins a day is only the reserve price given for a single mercenary, if it is a well-trained mercenary group to sign up, the price given may be higher.

Hearing what his colleague said, the mercenary suddenly moved, and immediately looked at the guy sitting at the door of the tavern and asked.

"How do I sign up?"

The guy snapped and repeated impatiently.

"Didn't it read in the newspaper, just take the newspaper and report it to the mercenary recruitment point in the south of Dawning City...... They will give you clothes and guns. ”

"Give me one!"

Without hesitation, the mercenary immediately took out his wallet, threw a chip in the man's hand, picked up a newspaper from the stall and stuffed it into his arms.

There are many people like him.

On the same day, more than 3,000 mercenaries set off with newspapers and went out of the city in the direction of the northern suburbs.

Although bullets don't have long eyes, they are not necessarily much more dangerous than xenomorphs. For these mercenaries who lick blood with knives, whoever they give their lives to is their life, and of course whoever offers the highest price will go to whomever they want.

And in addition to those ruthless people who really dare to go up, the streets and alleys of Boulder City have also discussed the battle situation on the front line.

All signs indicate that the stalemate will soon be over, and a decisive battle is brewing in the city of Ruigu, one hundred and fifty kilometers away......

And while the residents of Boulder City were talking about the news in the newspaper, the newspaper office of the "Daily Survivor" was also busy.

The editors, who were busy organizing materials and typesetting, were eager to bury their heads in piles of paper.

Except for one person—

That man was Howl, the president of the newspaper.

It's different from the previous days.

Sitting by the window, he had a cigarette in his mouth, his face worried, cigarette butts scattered all over the place next to the stool, and his eyes had lost their light.

Although the sales of the newspaper were booming, he was not happy at all at this moment.

Just a few days ago, his eldest brother Kaliman came to Boulder City, and while visiting him, he also brought news of Luoxia Province.

The Falcon Kingdom, with the support of the legions, has provoked an all-out war against the Desert Kings, and the boiling flames of war have burned to Oasis 9, where the Lion Kingdom is located......

And that's already last month's news.

There is such a big thing at home, Hal is anxious like an ant on a hot pot these days, he wants to send a reporter to Luoxia Province to have a look, but no one takes this drudgery at all.

Entering the desert is a risky act, not to mention that there is a war going on there, and even the highest salary has to be paid for it.

Just when he was worried and didn't know what to do, the savior suddenly appeared......

"I'm going to the front, the alliance should go into the desert, and when I go to Oasis 9, I'll take a look at the situation at your home for you."

Pushing open the door and entering the newspaper office, Fang Chang did not say hello, looked at Hal who was sitting by the window, and said straight to the point.

He carried a half-man-tall backpack on his back, and an LD-47 assault rifle for self-defense hung next to him, and he packed his equipment and luggage.

Halton was stunned when he heard this, and only then did he get up from the stool when the cigarette butt in his mouth fell on his pants.

He walked quickly to Fang Chang's side and shook his hand excitedly.

"Thank you! Sorry, I don't know what to say except thank you! ”

Looking at Hal with a grateful face, Fang Chang made a joke.

"You're welcome, but war correspondents aren't good, remember to double my pay."

Hal said excitedly.

"Triple it! I'll give you my paycheck too! ”

Fang Chang coughed lightly.

"That's not ......"

He was just kidding.

After pouring bionics parts for so long, he opened the market of Boulder City for the Alliance, and he really didn't lack that money.

Hal was about to say something moving, but at that moment, a surprised voice suddenly came from the side.

"Wait, what do you mean? You're going to the front?! ”

Fang Chang looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a pair of eyes that widened in surprise staring straight at him under a short emerald green hair.

Noticing the expression on Dolly's face, Hal coughed lightly and tried to say a few words for Fang Chang.

"People want to know the truth, and there has to be some warrior who stands up and goes where most people don't want to go—"

"Don't say those pretentious words, you're just worried about the situation at home, and you don't dare to go back by yourself, so you want to throw the trouble to others, right?"

Dolly stared at him and hit the nail on the head.

"This is called fake public and private interests!"

Quietly in the newspaper,

Even the sound of flipping paper fell silent.

Feeling the eyes around him, Hal said with an embarrassed expression.

"I, naturally, am also part of the 'people'...... I admit what you said, I really don't dare to go back, and I don't have the ability, but if you want to say that this is a fake public and private business, I don't agree with it. The residents of Boulder City will be interested in what is happening in Luoxia Province, and they have been paying more and more attention to what is happening outside recently, and I am also thinking about it from the perspective of the newspaper. ”

Dolly didn't listen to his quibbles, but looked at Fang Chang, her eyes staring straight at him.

"Are you going to the front?"

Fang Chang nodded.

"Hmm."

There was obvious reluctance and worry in those beautiful eyes.

She lowered her chin, her voice tinged with imperceptible pleading.

"Can you not go......"

Hearing this, Fang Chang smiled and reached out to rub her little head.

"If I don't go, this is the front line."

If the Legion kills them, where will they distinguish who is from Dawning City, who is from Boulder City, and who belongs to the Alliance.

They will take everything they can, then burn what they can't, and treat those who have been deprived of their property as slaves......

Just like what they did at the deciduous camp.

Feeling the temperature passing through her hair, Dolly's cheeks were slightly hot, but she didn't hide from it.

Biting the inside of her lip gently, she didn't persuade anymore in the end, but just muttered in a very soft voice.

"I'll pay my salary next month, and I'm going to invite you to dinner...... You must come back safe and sound. ”

Fang Chang, who heard this sentence clearly, couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

He could be sure that he would be fine.

As long as the alliance continues to exist, no matter how many times he meets death, he will wake up in three days and see the rising sun on the fourth day.

But.

He is not going to say those incomprehensible jokes on this special occasion.

Looking into those eyes, he replied solemnly in a very soft voice.

"I promise."

……

Whether it is a combat pro or a life pro, regardless of level and class, everyone received the server announcement of the general mobilization and responded to the call to mobilize.

At the same time, the farm in the north of the city of Dawn.

Makabazi jumped off the smoking tractor, looked at the old farmer with a hoe not far away, and shouted in a non-standard human language.

"Old man! The crops in the field, please help me look at them these days, and I will keep the key to the tractor here. ”

He didn't know the name of the NPC.

But after planting the land together for so long, everyone has long been familiar with each other. Including many farmers in the vicinity, tractor driving skills were learned from his tiger brothers.

At present, the farming level of Makaba has been brushed to level 6, and there is only 4 levels left before the dream manor.

Money is a trivial matter, and the crops in this field must not be wasted.

The old peasant didn't know his name either, but he was no stranger to this strange fellow.

He was a noble shelter dweller, but he did this kind of rough work with them, and he did it with pleasure.

Not only that, but this guy values the crops in the field more than his life.

A multi-legged beast had wandered here from the elm area, and when the others saw the monster, they all turned around and ran, but he rushed up with a snort, picked up his hoe and fought the monster, and beat the alien away.

It's hard to imagine what kind of thing could make him leave the crops in the field alone and not come back for several days.

Looking at the young man, the old man couldn't help but shout.

"Where are you going?"

Patting the dusty equipment, Makabazi threw the backpack over his shoulder, and shouted with a smile without looking back.

"Go to the front!"

The old man with the hoe was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"So, when are you coming back?"

"If you win, you'll go back!"

Without waiting for the old man to answer, Makabazi had already hummed a little song to the entrance of the farm, and met the [Hunting Tigers on the Mountain] who was waiting there.

glanced at his burlap bag and the magazine hanging on the backpack, and the tiger in his pockets with both hands, and laughed and teased.

"What are you doing with so many things, let's fly the plane, and we'll be back in a while, right?"

I heard that the propeller plane could not survive more than two seconds in front of that iron lump.

It's an exaggeration to say that you'll be back in a while.

I still want three days.

Makabazi smiled.

"Someone is flying the plane, this time we will fly something good!"

Intrigued by these words, the tiger asked curiously.

"What's good?"

Macaba raised his chin and said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Tank!"

The moment he heard these two words, the tiger was stunned at first, and when he came back to his senses, the whole person was shocked.

"Damn, have you ever driven that thing?!"

And wait.

When did the Union have tanks ?!

Makabazi didn't explain, hehe smiled and said, "No! But it doesn't matter! I heard from the director of Plant 81 that it drove like a tractor! ”

The tiger couldn't help but squirt.

"That's a long way off, okay?"

Makabazi patted his good brother on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's not as difficult as you imagined...... Later, I'll fool a power-based animal to be a loader, and then you'll be in charge of driving, and I'll just step on the accelerator to death!" ”