A plain about sixty kilometers from the royal capital.

After ordering the whole army to infiltrate into enemy territory in units of 100 men, the commander of Quanshui alone led a team of 100 men to cross several miles over the black-lit wheat fields, and finally reached the nearest road.

Three infantry squads immediately spread out to the front, advancing in a formation of arrows along the road and on both sides of the road as they searched. "Anyway, this wheat is ripe, no one harvested it" Walking in front of the soil for peace, he reached out and pinched an ear of wheat and gently rubbed it on his hand, and looked closely at the green bud tips that had been drilled out of the ear of wheat.

As the saying goes, "the starting point is the first to start, nine to mature, ten to harvest, ten to mature, one to lose", wait until the wheat is fully ripe and then harvest, at least per mu

If the yield is reduced by forty or fifty kilograms, the quality of the crop will be much worse.

If the wheat sprouts or mildew during the continuous rainy weather, the loss is even greater. Fortunately, it rarely rains in the oasis, and the freshwater resources are supplied by the river embankment, which permeates the soil and is preserved. “…… It is normal that the mobilization of the Falcon Kingdom has reached the final stage, and the production activities of the whole society have come to a standstill, not to mention that no one will harvest the wheat when it is ripe, and even if it is received in the granary, it will not be delivered to the tables of ordinary citizens. ”

Glancing at the endless wheat field beside him, the spring commander smacked his tongue in pity. It's a pity for this fertile black land.

If this land is handed over to the life professional players of the alliance for development, the yield per mu can be thousands of catties, to say the least.

If it is combined with the high-quality seeds provided by the CNC planting tower and the biological research institute, two thousand catties is not a problem!" Do you want to set it on fire?" I asked with the darkest eagerness. "There's no need," said the spring commander succinctly, "we're targeting industrial facilities and transportation hubs, and there's no point in destroying farmland. ”

Large-scale destruction of farmland requires the use of defoliants.

Just setting fire to a few pieces of land can't be burned, and it may also affect your own people who are interspersed in the fields, which is a waste of time and not much benefit.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you put on the Blastoise suit?" Glancing at the miner's exoskeleton on the spring's body, I made the most ridiculous jokes.

He wanted to ask when he got off the airship just now. Izumi rolled his eyes. "Starting from the start, you treat me as a fool."

The mobility of the Destroyer 1 is too poor, and with the shield backpack and the 120mm mortar with an autoloader, the weight of the wearer is already close to a ton, and it can't run much faster with the power supply fully on.

What's more, they are not going to fight with the regular army of the Falcon or the Legion, but to engage in infiltration and sabotage behind enemy lines, and it is really unnecessary to bring such a large fake iron coffin.

Fire support is really needed, and calling for airship shelling is all it takes.

As he spoke, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky behind him. The spring commander glanced back.

"The brothers of the Burning Corps must have landed." I said with the darkest of my face uncomfortable.

"Damn...... Why are all the good jobs theirs, but we have to do this work of stealing chickens and dogs!" Kakarot teased with a laugh.

"What a chicken-stealing dog! This is called strategic sabotage, infiltration behind enemy lines!" Yes, when you say that, this work of stealing chickens and dogs will instantly become high. "Hahaha"

Looking at the group of teammates who were talking and laughing, the spring commander coughed.

"We're here to wreak havoc, not to go on an outing...... Let's be serious. ”

"Since it's sabotage, shouldn't it be a little more vicious?

It's like this," I said, with my darkest eyebrows fluttering, as I struggled to squeeze two taels of horizontal flesh out of my face, and shook the rifle at my waist, "robbery!" Hand over all the money in your pocket. ”

Looking at his bear-like appearance, Kakarot couldn't help but laugh. "Rely on you to play a devil to enter the village."

The spring commander held his forehead. This guy is hopeless. "Anyway, where are we going to find a factory?"

The grave ghost hunter sighed and looked helplessly at the spring brother. Seeing that there were still people who cared about their tasks, a smile of relief finally appeared on Izumi's face.

"It's easy to say, it's over by touching the melon."

Road transportation is one of the supporting facilities of industry, and the resources and manpower of the survivor settlements need to be transported to the industrial area through the road network to complete production.

The Falcon Kingdom is a classical militarist country, and the wide roads are generally exclusive to military facilities and military production units.

So it's easy to identify high-value targets. Just pick the widest of the roads near Falcon City and follow the road in the direction of the front line.

There are always a few distribution centers for supplies on the road.

As long as you can find out where the materials are sent from through the local logistics information and the strategic depth of the No. 2 Oasis, it will not be too difficult to lock the location of the industrial zone.

Coincidentally, the crowd walked along the main road for a while and happened to come across a broken down tractor.

A man with bare arms squatted next to the tractor and screwed with a wrench, while another middle-aged man in a vest sat in the driver's seat and urged.

Seeing a group of people walking in the distance, the person sitting on the tractor didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was his own people, but when he walked in, he found that these people's equipment was completely different from the army of the Falcon Kingdom.

Whether it's the exoskeleton with shiny breastplates, or their ends

The assault rifles in his hands are by no means affordable in today's Falcon Kingdom.

The man's face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly jumped out of the car to drill into the wheat field, but before he could take two steps, he was carried back by a strong and powerful hand.

"What are you running" to carry the man back like a chicken, Ah Pinch smiled at him and said, "Did you do something bad?"

Although it's a sprout.,But it's also a newcomer to the power system.,It's a little bit of power when you first enter the game.。

Whether it is arm strength or grip strength, it is at least 140% of that of ordinary adult men, and naturally it is not something that ordinary people can break free. The hand was like an iron plie, and the person who caught it couldn't move, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move, and he only felt that the place where he was grabbed was getting more and more painful.

"No, no...... How dare the little one," seeing that he couldn't break free from the shackles of the soldier in front of him, the driver who drove the tractor finally gave up the struggle, looked at him tremblingly and said, "May I ask the military master...... you

Which unit are you from"

"Storm Corps," replied proudly.

The driver of the "Wind, Storm Corps" looked confused, and he had never heard of this number at all.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense" Hearing the movement in front, I walked up from behind with someone in the darkest, staring at the driver who was pinched viciously, "Robbery!" Something of value to hand over."

"Fight, rob" The driver's face became even more confused, and he said with a smile, "My lord, you just came here, you should also find those nobles if you want to rob..... Where do we poor people who can't even afford to eat? ”

"Shhh...... That's right, I can't afford to eat, where can I get the money? I nodded my head with a hint of sympathy in my eyes, but I quickly realized that I was on a mission, and I pulled out the fierce expression again.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care if you have money or not, hurry up, hand over all the valuable things"

Looking at the bright muzzle, the driver was so anxious that he was about to cry. As for the man who repaired the car, he was completely frightened, he threw away his wrench and squatted next to the tractor with his head in his hands, trembling, and didn't dare to move.

Rolling his eyes at the back of his second cargo, the spring commander walked up to the frightened driver and stared into his eyes.

"What's in the car," the driver replied nervously. “…… Iron. ”

The spring commander asked impatiently.

"I know it's iron, so I'll ask you what kind of iron it is, what it's for, and where it's sent."

Hearing this question, the driver immediately reacted. "It's .................. Iron products requisitioned by the town of Rozland, we were to send them to the Wilhelm industrial area by order of the logistics officer. William......

And the prince and marshal of the Falcon Kingdom seems to be a name. But there's nothing surprising about that.

In the feudal kingdom with agriculture as the pillar of the economy, there is a high probability that only the royal family and the big nobles have that ability, since the industrial area is the asset of the royal family, there is nothing wrong with naming it after a member of the royal family.

I walked up to the tractor and looked at it, and saw that it was full of pots and pans, and muttered. "What's the use of asking for this thing?"

The Commander of the Springs ignored his muttering, staring at the man and continuing to interrogate.

"What's the name of the factory you're sending to, and what does it produce?"

The tractor driver replied in an uncertain voice. "It's called Home No. 1 Foundry...... Well, it seems to be the production of steel pipes. "Steel pipes

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Putting down the batch of goods on the tractor, I was the darkest and most excited. "It's a seamless steel pipe"

The driver replied, "Great." My lord, I'm just

I don't know...... Ask the director there. ”

Steel pipes are just one of the products of that factory.

Including steel helmets, sapper shovels, bayonets, military kettles. The production line of bullets and so on was there, but he didn't dare to say it. These people always give him a bad feeling.

"Good idea," Commander Izumi smiled and patted his driver on the shoulder, looking at the trembling man in front of him and continued, "Can you take us to meet your factory director?"

How dare that person say a word, facing the warm smile like a spring breeze, he only dared to nod as if a chicken pecked rice.

Izumi didn't talk nonsense, looked back at his teammates behind him, and waved his hand.

"Go, torture them."

"What is this tractor going to do?" I looked at the tractor that had just been repaired next to me, and I just felt that it was a pity to lose it. Izumi pondered for a moment, and then had an idea in his mind.

"The goods on the cart were thrown into the wheat field, and the tractor ...... Let's take it with you. ”

He hadn't figured out what the use of this thing was, but if he could, he would take it with him.

The Storm Legion was still advancing silently under the cover of night.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away, in Falcon City, the night was boiling like a burning flame.

Dense gunfire came and went, like a raging sea wave surrounding the towering castle in the center of Falcon City.

The first two hundred-man teams to fill the city were quickly defeated.

The pilots of the alliance seemed to be carrying a troop of 10,000 people, and the sudden gunfire was as if the bullets did not cost money. Not only that, but they even removed the machine guns from the plane.

The brick and stone houses and walls in the city were like papier-mâché in the face of 129mm machine gun bullets, and often even the walls were crumbled to slag in the past.

Until the last moment of his life, the fool Adeum, who went deep into the city to "encircle and suppress the enemy pilots", did not wait for reinforcements from the rear. What he didn't know, however, was that his commander was not blind or deaf, but that he had no time to take care of him. The Coalition pilots were clearly not satisfied with a few minions, and at the same time as they surrounded him, they divided a group of men to attack the castle gates and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the defenders at the gates.

It is foreseeable that in the face of the fire suppression of more than a dozen aviation machine guns, the Falcon King Land soldiers, who only have a few bolt-action rifles, are powerless to fight back.

Seeing that the gunfire had burned under his eyebrows, Myrdal immediately sent two loyal guards to the main gate of the castle with explosives, intending to blow up the gatehouse directly. While this won't stop the Alliance from entering the castle, it can at least be in the city

Gain a little time before the Wehrmacht arrives.

However, at this moment, a gunshot rang out from the direction of the bell tower in the distance, and a string of blood mist instantly burst out on the heads of the guards who had just touched the main gate of the castle.

Before the guard could figure out the direction of the gunshot, another bullet quickly burrowed into his skull.

This time he didn't even hear the gunshot, and the man fell to the ground without saying a word. "Two"

Reporting on the battle results in the communication channel, Night Ten was lying on the top of the bell tower, his eyes pressed to the scope to search the edge of the castle.

With the help of a thermal imaging sight, the night is as striking to him as the day, and all living things are hidden. And the perception of killing intent allows him to quickly determine whether his position is exposed, and whether other snipers are eyeing him.

Controlling the rhythm of his breathing, he pulled the trigger again. Only a gunshot was heard, and near the castle gate in the distance, another guard was shot in the head and fell to the side. The continuous casualties put a huge psychological strain on the defenders near the castle gates, and even the most loyal soldiers could not help but begin to feel fear.

Compared with the suppression of machine gun fire and the beep of fighter dives, it is obvious that the sniper with a cold gun is more numb. The sudden strafing of machine guns may not kill veterans who have been living and dying on the battlefield for many years, but the sniper rifle that lies in ambush outside the range will almost always kill someone as long as the gun goes off. Experience has lost its relevance.

Everyone crouching behind the bunker became meat on the board. No one knows who will be targeted next.

In the face of the fierce and well-coordinated offensive of the Alliance, the defensive line at the main entrance of the castle is crumbling backwards...... ............... Three"

Calmly exiting the cartridge casing in the chamber, Yashi took a deep breath and began to search for the next higher-value target. At the same time, the fighting in the city has largely ended. Listening to the distant sound of gunshots, Lao Bai pulled out a hot short axe from a corpse, raised his index finger and pressed it on the side of his helmet. "The city has been cleared."

Soon the sound of a strong wind could be heard in the communication channel. "Well done, continue to advance to the palace" "Roger!"

Lao Bai grinned, hung the hot-melt cutting axe on the exoskeleton, and picked up the rifle hanging from his chest again. It's also a good feeling to play the support occasionally. But then again, there are still some masters in the Falcon Kingdom. For example, the one he killed just now turned out to be an Awakened One. He thought that the masters of this kingdom had all died in the previous battle.

One problem that seems hard to avoid in any game is that the changes in version can never keep up with the pace of the player snowball. Especially this kind of game that claims to be completely real, the "player" kind

The existence of not only not dying, but also getting stronger and stronger is full of outrageousness in itself.

He could clearly feel that their opponents were getting weaker and weaker the more they played. At first, a ten-man infantry squad could be equipped with a light machine gun, but now let alone a light machine gun, there are only about 30 anti-aircraft guns left in the huge king's capital, and two hundred-man teams can't make up three machine guns.

The near-frenzied mobilization has drained the kingdom of the last vestiges of vitality.

If a few months ago the Falcon Kingdom was a hungry wolf armed to the teeth by the Legion, now it is completely like a dying old dog.

It is not so much that they were beaten to death, but that they were dragged to death.

Because players don't die, no matter how the alliance mobilizes, as long as it doesn't put those NPCs that can't be resurrected into the front line on a large scale, the manpower pool will not change much, but because of the support of the company, a war fortune will be made.

Theoretically, in the face of any "non-player power", the alliance can win in this unreasonable way, as long as industrial production does not stagnate, even consumption can consume the opposite side.

Lao Bai couldn't help but be a little curious about how Ah Guang would deal with the problem of the expansion of combat power in the later stage.

However, now is clearly not the time to think about this. “…… It's time to give the last kick to this crumbling house. Looking at the main gate of the castle that had been captured in the distance, Lao Bai grinned, and led a group of small team members behind him to quickly kill in the direction of the castle.

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At this moment, the castle was already in a sea of fire. The sound of panicked footsteps and screams was endless.

No one thought that the flames of war would reach His Majesty's castle. Most people thought that tonight was just an ordinary air raid, and that it would be tough, but not too hard. And yet now --

These naïve ideas have come to naught.

They had never been on the battlefield, or even been affected by the flames of war, and at this moment they finally experienced the fear of death.

The servants who were usually low-voiced had completely changed their appearances at this moment, and the fear of death had completely torn off the mask of respect.

Those who want to survive are desperate to hide and flee for their lives, while those who give up survival are completely reduced to beasts at the last moment of their lives.

Some jumped into the sink, others hid in the back kitchen stove, and some fought over the cupboards. Fearing insult by the Union soldiers, a noble lady hanged herself, but before she could kick off the chair at her feet, she was snatched from the old servant who rushed in from outside the door, along with her clothes. "What are you doing?"

"Honestly, damn it, I'm going to die anyway, what do you care

Why?"

Instead of humility and flattery, the old servant stared at the snow-white, mung bean-like eyes full of madness and greed.

With the things their soldiers were doing on the front lines, their enemies were unlikely to let them go, not knowing where to go, just wanting to stay away from here.

As soon as she got downstairs, she ran into the group of people who were attacking from outside the castle.

"Although I am not disgusted by you throwing yourself into your arms, ...... Can you divide the occasion and wait until we are done?"

Looking at the woman who suddenly rushed out, Ye Shi, who had just raised the muzzle of the gun, pressed the gun down in embarrassment, and made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

At this time, if it goes out of the way, it doesn't count as manslaughter of civilians...

"Don't be J8."

He tore off a curtain and threw it on the woman's chest.

Lao Bai stared at her with frightened eyes, and asked in a human language. "Where is your king?"

The woman clutched the curtain with both hands, looked at him in horror, and stammered.

He ...... I saw him in the court, and he sat there in the morning, and never came out. ”

Lao Bai continued to ask. "What about the other royals" "I, I don't know... But I heard everyone say that you have to hide in a dungeon. Out of an instinct to survive, she sold the others anyway.

Night Ten teased.

"Good fellows, these people know we're coming, and they've locked themselves in." Tempest touched the bridge of his nose. "Just to avoid air raids."

The girl had only a thin cloth on her, and her eyes really didn't know where to go.

Lao Bai nodded and waved his hand at his teammates behind him.

"To the court"

The others reacted quickly and continued to push forward.

The sound of gunfire spread from the vestibule to the main building of the castle. An exchange of fire broke out in the narrow stairwell, and the Burning Regiment, which had spread out into the castle, began to clear the armed resistance room by room.

At the same time, there was silence in the castle's court, and the noise and gunfire outside could barely be heard. Montgot, who sat on the throne, looked out the window at the silence

HIFIAN

The night sky and the light of the fire under the night were slow, and they did not speak for a long time.

He actually knows everything.

As the master of this kingdom, how could he not know what was going on in this kingdom

Since a month ago, no good news has come from the front, and even the deeds of a ten-captain have to be boasted about for a long time.

This is clearly not a sign of imminent victory. At this moment, the door of the court opened.

Myrdal walked in briskly, motioning for the guards behind him to close the door.

His face was covered in blood, he had suffered at least two gunshot wounds, and he was limping even when he walked, which showed that the battle situation was anxious. Kneeling on one knee under the steps in front of the throne, he said in a sincere voice.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers of the Alliance have stormed the main gate of the castle! Please come with me to the underpass in the backyard...

Montgot withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at him, but instead of getting up, he slowly called out his name. "Myrdal." "Your Majesty"

"Tell me...... Do you think I'm doing something wrong?" Myrdal froze.

Looking at Myrdal, who did not speak, Montgot continued

Road.

"I want to hear the truth......... In the name of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, every word you say next is from the heart. ”

"I ...... I don't know, Your Majesty," Myrdal lowered his head, the urging and anxiety in his eyes suddenly replaced by a touch of confusion, "I don't know the truth, I don't know where our future lies. ”

The embankments of Oasis No. 2 are disappearing, and the size of the oasis is decreasing every year, and it will not be a few centuries before the great desert will engulf them, just like the Oasis that has disappeared. The Spirit of the Sand Sea did not bestow its bounty equally on each of his children, they did not have the vast land of the Lion Kingdom, nor the outlet of the Hump Kingdom, and their innate conditions were not even comparable to that of the Honey Badger and the Golden Lizard.

They have no other option than war. But keep fighting.........

He also doesn't see where the future lies.

The Willant did not tell them where the end was, nor did they tell them where they should go in a world ruled by the Willantes......

Montgot closed his eyes and did not comment on Myrdal's answer, but just sat there indifferently, as if waiting for something.

At this time, the door of the palace was rudely slammed open, and Wutu. Looking at the group of soldiers who appeared at the door, Myrdal reflexively clenched the saber at his waist, but he stopped moving against the black muzzles of the guns. Don't doubt it.

Even if he is a strong man who has awakened twice, it is impossible to defeat a group of awakened people with loaded guns without automatic weapons.

On the other side, with just a few fingers, he and the saber in his hand can be beaten into a sieve.

Exchanging glances with Lao Bai, Tempest stepped forward, stopped in the middle of the court, and looked up at the throne

The old man.

He was like a frail old man, who could not see the majesty of a king, just like the kingdom that had run out of oil and lamps beneath his feet.

The Grim Reaper's scythe was already on his neck. Tempest said as he looked at him.

"Surrender, you've already lost."

Montgot looked at the man in front of him calmly, and said as his dry lips slowly opened and closed. "The Falcon Royals will not surrender."

Not surprised by his words, Tempest looked at him expressionlessly and continued. "We're not here to ask for your opinion."

"We have taken this castle, and it doesn't matter to us what you say, even dead or alive."

"We will declare that you have surrendered, as evidenced by the Union flag flying on the roof of the castle. We use your face to synthesize images, use your channels to speak outward, and tell your taxi

The soldiers defected to the Alliance and opened fire on the Willantes...... I'm sure even if most people hesitate, there will be people who do. "This war will not end, we will continue to fight in your land, Triumph will send his army and declare a never-ending expedition as you wish, and we have no reason to retreat, we will fight here to the last man, until this place turns from an oasis to a desert, until you shed your last drop of blood......"

Myrdal looked at the young man in surprise when his hands and feet were cold.

Montgot, who was sitting on the throne, had his pupils constricting slightly, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, and a miserable smile appeared on his face. "Is this an order from your manager?"

Tempest looked at him expressionlessly and continued, "Can you do this for this country, for this desert...... The last thing to do correctly was to sign the unconditional surrender agreement, and then order the whole army to lay down their arms and go to Bicester to surrender. ”

"Then we will go to hell from which we will never recover." Montgot said calmly, "All of them will ride on top of us...... I'd rather die like a glorious warrior. Tempest said indifferently.

"No, unlike the Willantes, we won't wipe you out, you can start over."

"Of course, if you turn down this last chance, I can guarantee that your nightmare has just begun." Montgot stared at him intently,

The cloudy pupils remained motionless, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and it also seemed to be judging whether the man in front of him was trustworthy. The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time between the two. Finally, as if he had figured something out, the old man slowly closed his eyes. "Which side is hell can only be left to posterity to evaluate... In any case, we have indeed lost. ”

This sentence seemed to drain the strength of his whole body, and he relaxed his tense shoulders and slowly leaned back on the cold throne. "Starting from the start, I surrender."

When the voice of relief floated from his dry lips, both Myrdal standing in the court and the soldiers who fell at the door and covered the sound of gunfire all breathed a sigh of relief. It's finally over......

Myrdal suddenly discovers that since then, what he is praying for is not victory, but an end. Whether it can be called decent or not~

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