It's not just the Incendiary Corps and the two Overlord transport planes that are heading to the port of Golden Gallen.

I saw that on the rough Borneo Sea, there were a long line of transport ships of uniform type, heading straight in the direction of Golden Gallen Harbor. And next to this transport fleet, there is also the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance accompanying it!

The wide decks were covered with digital-colored camouflage nets, and under the camouflage nets were murderous armor!

Among them, there are not only old equipment such as the ZJC-1 "Chimera" armored vehicle, which has made great achievements for the alliance, but also some new equipment that has just appeared for a short time.

For example, the "No. 3" tank was jointly developed by Plant No. 81 and Jushi Military Industry!

If the No. 2 tank can still see traces of "truck-carrying cannons", then the No. 3 tank can already be regarded as a main battle tank in the true sense.

Whether it's the low-lying body, the sloping armor turret, or the positive pressure full protection system, there are many similarities with the real main battle tank, but they are not exactly the same.

As for the main gun, it is still 155 mm, which is not a big improvement compared to the second tank.

Although a larger caliber means a lower ammo load, it is not a problem for players who drive it, and it is big enough to be fierce!

As for the B "destroyer model" of the No. 3 tank, in addition to the addition of the turret design, the addition of the "Pigeon" vehicle-mounted missile launcher, and the use of more standardized parts, the main gun is still the No. 60 electromagnetic gun with a muzzle kinetic energy of 60 megajoules.

In addition to these improved versions of the old equipment, these cargo ships also carry some completely new models.

For example, the FK-1 "Defender" anti-aircraft vehicle.

In the past, most of the alliance's air defense equipment was an air defense card carrying a quadruple anti-aircraft gun and an improvised vehicle-mounted radar, and players wearing exoskeletons and carrying portable anti-aircraft missiles on their backs.

The "Defender" designed by Kitajima Heavy Industries combines the tactical ideas of the two and is mounted on the body of a simplified version of the "Chimera" armored vehicle.

However, although the body of this thing is a simplified version, its firepower should not be underestimated.

The 20mm "Red Dot" rapid-fire gun mounted on the roof of the vehicle adopts a similar design idea to the South China Sea Alliance destroyer close-in defense gun, driven by an electromagnetic acceleration device, paired with an on-board radar and anti-aircraft missiles designed by Kitajima Heavy Industries.

The weight saved on the armor is all made up on the ammo racks of tandem mass shells.

It's like a destroyer sailing on land!

Although it only has a conical barrel, it can burst out in an instant, a firepower network comparable to the salvo fire of four quadruple 20mm cannons!

Whether it is against high-altitude fixed-wing aircraft or ultra-low-altitude quadcopter drone swarms, it is quite easy to use!

In addition to this, the two anti-aircraft missiles installed under the fire control radar were also removed from the destroyer, and the target was a supersonic jet aircraft of the legion "at the same price" with it -

In addition to the large amount of equipment, the legion is also equipped with 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 technology, especially microelectronics technology. Prior to this, although the alliance had a lot of technical reserves, the production of high-tech equipment still depended on the help of enterprises.

On the other hand, the alliance is not blindly demanding the South China Sea alliance.

The alliance's huge technical reserves, especially in the fields of materials science and biology, as well as its large-scale advantages in industry, logistics, economy and other fields, complement the shortcomings of the South China Sea Alliance in many fields.

In this process of win-win cooperation, the two sides have achieved common progress in many fields.

The FK-1 "Defender" is the culmination of this trend! But that's just one of them.

Jumping out of the military industry dominated by official forces, there are countless similar cooperation between the people.

This kind of close cooperative relationship involves not only the employment of hundreds of thousands of people and the profits of many processing plants, but also touches the underlying logic of human society - division of labor and cooperation.

This unbreakable relationship can only be replaced by another, more advanced relations of production.

It's not something that can be built with a handful of money, and it's not something that can be broken by a mere battleship.

But the witch camel has no chance to know, and even if it does, it will be too late.

Cooking is not actually the original sin, but the addiction to food is.

It's not that the empire doesn't have people who don't understand, but those who understand without exception don't pretend to be confused with understanding, and liars who cooperate with half a bucket of water bully fools who don't know anything, and lose all the chips they snatched from honest people.

At first, the fishermen of the South China Sea Alliance only wanted money and did not want their lives, and for the empire, that little bitterness could not even be complained of, at most it was an itch of flesh and skin.

However, coincidentally, the legion that both made money and killed people also targeted this guy.

Even if the league doesn't plan to end the game, it has to push its chips to the table......

Standing on the edge of the deck, the elf king Fugui was blowing the oncoming sea breeze, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of the west, and suddenly popped out after a long while.

“…… I heard that the brethren of the Burning Corps have arrived? ”

Irena said with a smile.

"Well, I saw it on the forum."

Elf King Fugui: "Gan! Why can't we fly? ”

Irena glanced at him with a subtle expression.

“…… Who wants us to be equipped with heavy equipment, manual funny. ”

While the two were talking and laughing, the mole sitting in the cabin was staring at the map of Lowell State.

There are two corps deployed in Borneo Province this time, one is the Burning Corps and the other is the Skeleton Corps.

Aside from the support company, maintenance company, logistics company, and guard company, which are mainly composed of NPC soldiers, the players of the skeleton regiment are basically in 5 battalion-level combat units.

Two of the battalions were mechanized infantry battalions, divided into 6 companies, 18 platoons, 54 squads. Counting 2 battalion-level command vehicles, 6 company-level command vehicles, 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 nine company-level command vehicles, a total of 93 "No. 3" tanks!

Although these pieces of equipment can't form a long snake formation, they can be regarded as a rather majestic torrent of steel in the wilderness.

By order of the administrators, the state border of Lowell State is the final red line.

If the Legion's soldiers dare to take a step, they will cooperate with the Burning Corps to launch an all-out offensive against the Legion.

But the red line is the red line, this thing is just a reference. If the Legion were to launch a full-scale invasion of Borneo, it was unlikely that they would actually wait for the other side to touch the red line.

After all, they are not players, and they are not NPCs, and the administrator still gave him some authority to follow the authority in urgent matters.

The premise is that there has been a full consultation with the Burning Corps.

Elder Fang is here, and the mole is not too worried about misjudging the situation or anything like that.

In contrast, he was more worried about the traffic situation in Borneo.

There are only a limited number of roads from the port of Golden Gallen to the capitals of Huzhou and Leopard states.

And of these roads, there are even fewer that allow armored troops to pass quickly.

“…… Thanks to the warlords in Leopard Prefecture and Huzhou, they spent money to build some roads, and without these roads, our tanks probably wouldn't even be able to get out of Jingallen Harbor. ”

After studying for a long time, the mole cursed in his mouth and threw the pen on the map.

The staff officer standing next to him also frowned, touched his chin and whispered.

"The roads in Borneo are really bad...... In a few months, the rainy season will be more severe, and 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 Willant, and his name is Vides.

Like Vanus, he was born into an expeditionary force, and he was not even a few months away from joining. However, his life was not as good as that of Vanus, first following Captain Dillon as a "rogue", and later being captured by Vault 404.

But the same thing as Vanus was a series of choices he made afterwards.

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 front-line staff officer, responsible for providing advice and advice.

The Mole didn't doubt his loyalty, just treated him as if he were a normal NPC.

“…… That's true, but it's not bad for us who are mainly defensive and counter-attacking. If in the end they really push the front line to our door, then they are the ones who are soaked in mud on the logistics line, and then it will be the work of the Air Force. ”

Although the Goblin Corps was not deployed to the front line in an organized manner, and only a few "ace pilots" flew the Alliance's next-generation fighters to the military base in Port Golden Gallen, responsible for fighting for air supremacy with the advanced fighters of the Legion, this does not mean that they have no air force available.

The Port of Goldgallen authorities procured a large number of W-3 propeller aircraft and formed a full five air fleets dedicated to tactical bombing, strategic bombing, and close support.

These propeller aircraft produced by Goblin Technology have very low requirements for take-off environment and logistics, and are very easy to operate, although the air is not the opponent of supersonic fighters at all, but it is better in terms of cost performance, and ground support is even better!

As she said this, the mole suddenly noticed his nose and said with a smile.

"I almost forgot to mention it, we may do it with your fellow countrymen this time, if you don't feel happy, you can say it as soon as possible, and I can arrange you to the logistics side."

"There is no such thing as pleasure or pleasure." Vides smiled faintly and said nonchalantly, "The mistakes of the Willantes must be corrected by the Willants, just as the mistakes of the Vault must be corrected by the residents of the Vault, I know exactly what I am doing...... But aren't you scared when you see my nose? ”

The mole smiled.

"Then you're underestimating me."

As soon as his words fell, the phone on the command desk suddenly rang.

Stopping an irrelevant topic, the mole reached out and grabbed the phone, his tone serious.

"This is the temporary headquarters of the Skeleton Corps."

There was a quick echo on the other end of the line.

“…… This is the escort fleet, the port of Golden Gallen is five hundred kilometers in front of you, and according to sonar and radar detections, there is no hostile ship activity in the nearby waters. We will continue our voyage on our original route, and you will be left to you for the rest of the journey. ”

The mole nodded.

"Roger, good luck."

"I wish you all the best."

A brief exchange ended, and the escort flotilla, led by the cruiser "Harpoon", separated from the transport fleet of the alliance.

The latter will continue towards the port of Golden Gallen on the east coast of Borneo, while the former will pass through a large area of the sea and head straight to the western region of Borneo.

Although the Coalition voted in favor of "freezing the seat of the Bonding Community of the Xilan Empire", it did not really leave behind the survivors who were struggling in this land.

Today these guys dare to set fire to Xifan Harbor, and tomorrow they can concoct a new tragedy in Silvermoon Bay or even French Fries Harbor, just like what happened in the River Valley Province.

Every citizen in the early days of the Coalition was a survivor of that disaster.

If diplomacy is no longer the answer, then the surgeon's job is next.

Although the Alliance's performance was quite restrained, and it only responded to the Southern Army's layers of reinforcement with a reciprocal strategy, the Alliance's junior brothers were obviously gearing up.

For example, the Honey Badger Kingdom.

Five divisions of troops had already assembled at the border, staring at the Falcon Kingdom next door.

In the last battle, they fought too aggrievedly, and soon after liberating the whole territory, the opposite side surrendered.

As for the most populous Lion Kingdom, three divisions of troops were also mobilized.

Unlike the "Pingtou Brother" of the Spirit of the Sand Sea, the Lion Kingdom is the same "Buddha system" up and down. They are too secularized and only want to have fun, not to fight.

The reason for this is also very simple, the legion was pushed back by the alliance before they could hit their royal capital, so their hatred of the Willant people is far less profound than that of the Honey Badger Kingdom, and the reason for their hatred is more because those big noses used nuclear bombs to blow up a deserted "miracle".

However, having learned the lessons of the previous war, they obviously do not have any illusions that once the powder keg is lit, there will be people who will be left alone.

This time they won't give the Willantes any more chances.

They will remove the "risk" before everyone as soon as the nuclear bomb enters the eastern part of the Great Desert.

As for the Hump Kingdom and the Golden Lizard Kingdom, most of them have the same attitude as the Lion Kingdom.

Suddenly, it became a thorn in the side of the desert countries, and the whole Falcon Kingdom, which was hiding in the corner and licking its wounds, was trembling with fear.

The princes and nobles of the Falcon Court threw their eyes to the Eastern Legion for help, hoping that those big noses would send a few more teams of 10,000 people for their sake of being so obedient.

The representatives of the industry composed of lower-class citizens secretly fornicated with the alliance one by two, and patted their chests and said that as long as the legion dared to come, they would dare to give up the legion's station and logistical supply lines, just hoping that innocent ordinary residents would not be harmed at that time.

The batch of munitions that were originally shipped to Xifan Harbor was investigated by the Guards Regiment of the Alliance.

They are most familiar with this kind of stabbing in the back, after all, it is impossible for nobles to drive trucks by themselves, carry boxes and load goods by themselves, and dig trenches on the front line by themselves.

It is impossible to fight.

It is impossible to fight with anyone, it is impossible to fight with the alliance, it is up to those nobles themselves.

Since Griffin Stud, the entire Falcon Kingdom has almost wiped out an entire generation.

And after the development of Bicester Town, it sucked up a large number of labor in the kingdom like a black hole, resulting in almost only women, old people and children left in the entire kingdom, and the remaining young and middle-aged people couldn't even pull up a division.

At the center of the storm, Westsail Harbor is tugging at the sensitive nerves of all the survivors in the wasteland.

At least the survivors who live around the Great Desert have been affected to a greater or lesser extent.

And just as the situation in the Borneo region continues to heat up, three teams with special identities are quietly entering the "heart" of the empire that is necrotic.

Among them are the "messengers" of the legions, as well as the "messengers" of the alliance.

But both of these identities have to be put in quotation marks, because they are mixed with some water.

The only real ones are the mercenaries of the Free States.

They are indeed genuine mercenaries, but it's a pity that their business ability is a little rusty, and it is estimated that they are outsourced again, and in the end, the work fell into the hands of a certain wastelander.

It's not once or twice.

Anyway, the battlefield guys didn't know what they were doing in this ghost place, but they saw a few corpses hanging on the door on the north gate of Tiandu, which were obviously not locals.

He inquired at the door and learned that those people claimed to be mercenaries from the Free State, wearing exoskeletons and holding guns that could burst and fire all the time, just like the "Iron Men" in the east.

According to the vendors selling mush at the city gate, the two sides fought a battle in the street near the north gate of Tiandu.

That battle was so loud that it was even more exciting than when the Praetorian Guard and the Heavenly King's army were fighting.

For the sake of a silver coin, the peddler described it vividly, and his mouth was croaking, and his face was red.

Looking at his gesture, it was as if those people had blown up the whole street.

In short, nearly a hundred people died in the Heavenly King Army, and only two of the mercenaries in that group died.

Later, probably when the ammunition ran out, the group of "iron men" began to retreat, but in the end they were still caught.

“…… They didn't keep the captives? ”

Looking at the peddler who became more and more excited the more he talked, the battlefield guy couldn't help but ask.

The peddler was stunned, then shook his head like a wave.

"There are no captives, the people of the king of heaven never leave captives, they are quick and ruthless, and they kill people like chickens."

Actually, think about it.

These people have already killed the red eye, and it doesn't matter if the people they catch are from the Free State or the Slave State, I don't even know where that ghost place is.

The Warfielder's Adam's apple moved, and he looked at the vendor a little more.

“…… These people kill people like chickens, aren't you afraid of blood splashing on your body when you do business here? ”

The peddler smiled, a cheerful smile on his coal-tanned face.

"Sir, you're telling jokes again, where is this place not like killing people and killing chickens, how good can it be if you go to Shizhou and Xiangzhou?"

The Battlefield couldn't help but ask.

"Then why don't you go...... What about the Port of Golden Gallen? That's not the way it is. ”

The peddler smiled and waved his hand.

"Hey, you're talking about ease, I guess you haven't swam in the Yongliu River, not to mention those who haven't climbed ashore, and even those who have climbed ashore don't know how many are ghosts drowning in the reeds."

Looking at the silent guest, he sighed and said.

"If I didn't have anything to worry about, maybe I would really go to the Yongliu River to break through, but I still have a family to feed, who will raise them for me when I leave? Those who went down to the river did not live or die, and few of them returned. ”

"And ah, I guess it's not as good as it is rumored, what does Golden Gallen Harbor have, but what does Westsail Harbor have? Is it a factory or a dock? Those guys who kill people like chickens came out of the docks and factories, if they can survive, what kind of rebellion will they make, will they be full of food and hold on? ”

As he spoke, he shook his head again.

"I thought that the port and the factories were not a good thing, and I had never seen the freedmen starve to death, and the tenants to starve, and I had never seen a slave starve to death."

At this moment, Penny, who had been standing silently behind the Battlefield, suddenly couldn't help but speak.

“…… Then why do you support the Heavenly King? ”

Hearing these rebellious words, the peddler was taken aback, and quickly glanced left and right, and saw that the person who was not tied with the plaster strip was here, and then looked at the man who spoke.

I saw that the man was wearing a thick turban, which almost covered his entire face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

She wore a desert-colored robe over her shoulders, and she wrapped herself so tightly that she couldn't tell who she was at all, but she looked like a woman.

I've never seen a woman with such a good figure.

The peddler smiled, a little shy, and scratched the back of his head with his swarthy hand.

"Girl, what do you say...... When he rebelled, he didn't ask me if I would say yes. ”

Penny was momentarily speechless.

The battlefield guy next to her pulled her with a smile and glared at her fiercely.

'Crazy, you?! ’

Penny bowed her head in a self-conscious manner and muttered "I'm sorry."

It was an occupational disease just now, and she couldn't help but blurt out a sentence.

When she came to her senses, she realized what a dangerous thing she had done.

Looking at Penny, who obediently admitted her mistakes, the battlefield guy couldn't say anything to reprimand people for a while, so he could only stare at her warningly, and then turned his head back.

Unfortunately, he had planned to act with the visionary ones.

After all, those people's names are a team as soon as they hear it, and people with a team are definitely more reliable than those who don't.

However, as soon as he had struck up a conversation with those men, he bumped into Bennott's daughter, Penny, in the harbor.

When this guy heard that he was going to Tiandu, he immediately said that he would go with him, even pretending to be his servant.

The battlefield guy originally wanted to persuade her, but he couldn't persuade her at all.

He even had the idea of knocking people unconscious and finding a tent to lock them up, but he was worried that this guy would wake up stubborn and act alone.

Most of the people who can be war correspondents are those who are not afraid of death.

Others may be able to get over it, but she can't really do it.

Rather than letting her take risks alone, it is better to let her follow her, so that she can have a guarantee.

As for Captain Bennottwan's side...... If you want to blame him, he will blame himself for betting so big.

The reporter of the "Triumph Daily" is determined to bring the truth home, and he can't stop anyone.

His eyes wandered over the two of them, and the vendor asked with a smile as he looked at the war guy.

"Sir, would you like two bowls? I've been selling this mush for eight years, and this smell is absolutely top! ”

The battlefield watched as he put the hand that had just picked the back of his head into the mush, and his stomach suddenly twitched, and a sentence came out of his mouth.

"No...... I've already eaten it at noon. ”

He believed it was a good taste.

After all, the head oil added to it can be used to stir-fry dishes......

A few more silver coins were thrown down from the stall, and the Warfield did not dare to stay here any longer, so he took Penny's hand and hurried away, deliberately making a few circles in the alley, and hiding back in the hotel where he was staying.

Not surprisingly, not long after he left, the peddler immediately reported their matter to the patrol at the city gates.

But interestingly, the patrolling city guards didn't listen to the peddler's explanation at all, and only heard that the silver coins had been collected, and those eyes suddenly became greedy.

Several men beat the peddler with sticks, and sure enough, several were found from him.

This time everyone has stolen money, although the mastermind was not caught, but a spy hat is indispensable.

Several city guards picked up the vendor and gave him a lesson, but the man was pale, and did not dare to mention the previous matter, so he raised it high and put it down gently, put the coin in his pocket, and walked away with his stick.

Just kidding, they are the people who patrol this area, can you not know that it has not been peaceful recently?

Just a few days ago, a mercenary from the Free State appeared, and I heard that in order to catch those six unlucky ghosts, more than 100 brothers of the Heavenly King's army died.

He just has a head, of course the persimmon has to be pinched softly, but he doesn't dare to make trouble for himself......

……

Outside the city, hotels.

Looking at the pangolin who closed the door and walked to the window to look out, Penny, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, took off her sultry headscarf and whispered as she looked at his nervous appearance.

"Why don't we just confess who we are? Just tell them...... We are the messengers of the Legion. ”

The Battlefield replied casually.

"Your father didn't even dare to send a messenger from the Willant, can't you guess why?"

If it weren't for the instigation, how dare these people slaughter the entire port and leave not a single prisoner behind.

In other words, if he was instructed by someone, what difference did it make to kill one more messenger?

Through intelligence checks on the forum, he can now almost determine that Absec is the spokesman for the interests of the Southern Legion, and Yanush is the substitute who has been pushed to the front.

After making all preparations, the Southern Army will march towards the Heavenly Capital and destroy the Heavenly King's army.

When the time comes, the old Absec departments will only need to change their banners.

Whether it's called the Borneo Legion or something, as long as they get rid of the Yanush Empire, or even return to the Yanush Empire at a critical moment, the Southern Legion will naturally hand over the empire to them, just like "changing the shell and going public...... At least that's what they think in Absek.

However, this substitute ghost named Yanusz was obviously not willing to die in such a sloppy manner, and he may even have a premonition that there might be some inner ghosts hiding around him who wanted to get off halfway, so he could only use more crazy methods to tie them to his chariot solidly.

As for the betrayal, you can wait until the civil war is over and then settle the account slowly.

Absec probably wouldn't mind negotiating terms with the envoys of Triumph, but Yanush would never leave a way out for his subordinates.

So, the Warfield made an appointment with the visionary brothers.

It was up to them to approach Yanush first, while their own side was to negotiate with Absec first.

There is no future for cooperating with the Southern Legion, and putting jackals in is not called "saving the country by curves" at all, this hungry wolf will directly swallow them in one bite.

And with everyone around them.

If you can convince Absec that it is naturally the best, if you can't convince you, then you have to think of another way.

Anyway, when it's all over, he'll give Penny the clues.

As for whether the Triumph newspaper will publish the whole process of the whole thing, then he does not know.

After listening to Pangolin's rhetorical question, Penny was silent for a long time, thinking about something completely different from him.

“…… That's why he sent you here? ”

The battlefield guy was stunned for a moment, and then said dryly.

"That's right, although I'm a legionnaire, I'm not a Willant, and if I am troubled by the people of the Heavenly King's Army, I can still disguise myself as someone from the alliance to fool me."

"......" Penny bit her lip, her face full of complexity.

Glancing at her indescribable expression, the Battlefield said in a soothing tone.

"If you're sympathizing with me, there's no need, it's my job—"

"I'm worried about you!" Penny stared into his eyes, a sudden hint of sadness in her eyes.

She couldn't tell why, but she had a bad feeling in her heart.

It is precisely because these people have repeatedly taken others as a price, and let those outsiders take on the responsibilities and obligations that should have been borne by the people of Willant themselves, that things have developed into the way they are now.

Her father didn't reflect at all...... The man was just regretting that he had lost the gamble, and he had no intention of making up for his mistake.

Then you shouldn't follow me and make my task more difficult......

Looking at Penny with a sad face, the Battlefield didn't know what strange things this guy was thinking, but just complained in his heart.

And just as he was about to say something, there was a soft knock on the door outside the room.

“…… Excuse me, is it Mr. Pangolin's room? ”

(End of chapter)