This Game Is Too Real
Chapter 231: Never Fought Such a Wealthy Battle (Thanks to the "Penguin in the Arctic" Sterling Silver League!)

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: Never Fought Such a Wealthy Battle (Thanks to the "Penguin in the Arctic" Sterling Silver League!)

"Niubi!"

Gazing at the blazing position over five hundred meters away, Debt Giant Eye’s face, illuminated by the firelight, was filled with excitement.

That salvo just now, with at least twenty rockets, had hammered down right on top of Black Snake’s thousand team.

After being attacked, those Looters had all swarmed forward in a wave, squeezing their elongated formation into a big lump.

So, when the rockets flew over, they didn’t have the slightest chance to scatter, only to desperately face the judgment of the flames.

The support effect this time could score over ninety!

At least no rockets went astray a kilometer away, and none fell on the heads of our own people.

Especially surprising to Debt Giant Eye was the fact that the rockets fired by Brother Mosquito weren’t just impressive in scale; their power was also quite astonishing.

In addition to the damage caused by the explosion fragments, there was an added burning effect—literally stacking the damage buff to the max!

And the effect was clear for all to see.

This round of rocket bombardment was much more fierce than their previous siege on the Ecological Experiment Base!

Watching the sea of fire in the distance, the Roller Wash Hair Machine couldn’t help but feel moved.

"That beeper is just too cool, the sound of the rockets whistling as they fly. If I were on the other side, I would’ve been scared stiff!"

Edge Shoveling: "Low-budget Stuka!"

Debt Giant Eye: "Thumbs up from the Fifty pieces good brothers, no hype, no lies, Brother Mosquito is just too good."

Roller Wash Hair Machine: "After I log off, I’ve got to hype this up on the forum."

Hearing this, Debt Giant Eye quickly advised him.

"You really shouldn’t! What if he gets carried away? Have you forgotten all those quirky things he’s made before?"

Roller Wash Hair Machine paused and, feeling there was some truth to it, scratched the back of his head.

"Uh, well, that’s also true... so what do we do?"

Debt Giant Eye chuckled and said,

"Simple, we agree to hype up the badass quadruple anti-aircraft gun and the invincible Factory No.81, and then act like nothing happened."

Edge Shoveling: "Wow, that’s just too cunning!"

Neighbor Old Wang: "Exactly! I can’t even watch this!"

Debt Giant Eye said with an embarrassed smile,

"Too kind, too kind."

With the arrival of reinforcements and supporting firepower, the fighting at the front line was essentially over.

The armored pickup trucks lying in the snow were crazily harvested by the air defense tracked vehicles coming to the flank, grinding against the snowy ground.

The hundred-team that previously charged towards them under the cover of firepower also collapsed in morale under the howling of the rockets.

Especially when they saw their pride and joy, the armored pickup trucks, being destroyed one after another by that monster with four gun barrels, they ran away as if mad.

Of course, they couldn’t escape.

Aside from the truck carrying the quadruple anti-aircraft gun, there were also two other tracked troop carriers following behind.

The players driving were all seasoned drivers, leisurely engaging a low gear and keeping a not-too-close yet not-too-far distance behind them.

The gunner standing in the back of the vehicle, with a fixed machine gun welded to the roof, was doing three-round burst fire, chasing their backsides.

Until over half were dead or wounded, dropping their weapons and laying flat on the ground with hands over their heads.

In this short exchange that lasted less than three minutes, the Looters in front had lost a quarter of their forces and more than half their armor.

Debt Giant Eye quickly estimated; on average, the quadruple anti-aircraft gun mounted on the back of the truck could take out an armored pickup every four shots.

The riveted steel plates on the sides of those pickups couldn’t block the point-blank firing of the 20mm cannon at all.

Hitting the driver’s seat was just a bloody mess, and hitting the fuel tank was like hitting the jackpot.

The bang, bang, bang of the explosions were as crisp as a bottle opener.

Perhaps terrified by the gruesome deaths of their teammates, the last crew of the Armored Pickup Truck didn’t even wait for the machine gun to target them before they abandoned the vehicle and fled.

Seeing this, Rolling Drum Hair Washing Machine quickly set up a light machine gun and mowed down the two men with a burst of gunfire.

Watching the Looters cry and howl in the snow, the guy didn’t bother to finish them off, cursing under his breath.

"Damn it! Were you having fun spraying us just now, huh? Still having fun now?"

Not far away,

the charging whistles sounded one after another.

Reinforcements from other places, as planned, surrounded the Black Snake’s convoy from all sides and launched an assault.

Three tracked vehicles continued forward, lining up in the snow, their vehicle-mounted machine guns spewing fierce fire, covering the infantry’s advance.

Watching the intense battle ahead, Debt Giant Eye suddenly felt sentimental.

"This war is just too well-funded."

Edge Shoveling strongly agreed, nodding.

"Yes."

Back during the battery factory days, they didn’t have any of this niubi equipment.

Those Looters with two armored pickups and a couple of machine guns welded to steel plates could pin them behind cover without being able to lift their heads.

Even with their best efforts, they only managed to destroy one.

But now, their firepower had not only been enhanced all-round, but it had also passed the test of the battlefield.

Whether it was Mosquito’s Goblin rockets or the "20 cannons" produced by Factory No. 81, they all showcased their amazing potential.

Edge Shoveling suddenly felt somewhat relaxed.

He had thought this would be a brutal bloodbath, but to his surprise, not a single one of his squad members had died in the whole fight.

It was like a dream.

The front lines sent out continuous whistles, and the sounds of charging and killing made Rolling Drum Hair Washing Machine’s heart itch, and he couldn’t help but look at his teammates.

"Speaking of which, we might as well charge with them since we’ve already fought this far, and they surely don’t have the strength left to rush us."

Edge Shoveling acknowledged that it was a tempting suggestion but still shook his head.

"Our mission is to hold our position, let’s follow the mission instructions until they’re updated."

Their team wouldn’t be missed if they added one more to the front lines, nor would they be short if they were absent. Rather than rushing to join the fray, it was better to hold their position well.

Besides these Looters, there were still six hundred-team units scattered outside.

Even if they couldn’t make it back quickly, they still had to guard against potential surprises.

Debt Giant Eye also agreed.

"+1, and I feel like it’d be a waste to charge now. By the time we get there, everything will probably be over, so it’s better to just hang back and score."

In defense missions, you just need to be within the defense point to earn points.

Rolling Drum Hair Washing Machine sighed.

"Ah, such salted fish with no dreams!"

Ignoring the man, Edge Shoveling suddenly remembered the little robot and turned to Debt Giant Eye.

"By the way, how’s your robot doing?"

Debt Giant Eye chuckled and said.

"No worries, the Manager told me that it’s a good opportunity to switch to a new model. The new one even has a camera, much more user-friendly than the old one!"

"As for the old one, if it’s blown up, then so be it!"

The crawler’s carrying capacity is not high; at most, it can carry about four kilograms of dynamite.

Moreover, this is at the expense of mobility.

Four kilograms of TNT, it would be a bit difficult to destroy a heavy tank.

However, the metallic hydrogen batteries used by the crawler themselves are also explosive, with an explosive equivalent not lower than six kilograms of TNT.

With an additional four kilograms of TNT, the total would be equivalent to ten kilograms, just in terms of explosive power, akin to two anti-tank mines.

This power should be enough to blast a tank.

Even if it couldn’t completely destroy the tank, it would be enough to leave the crew inside shaken and spewing smoke from all orifices.

Of course, it now appears that this concern was entirely unnecessary.

The damage from the explosion clearly exceeded expectations, not only turning the tank into scrap metal but also igniting the fuel tank and ammunition rack.

Staring at Big Eyes in shock, Edge Shoveling shook his head after a long while and said,

"This is too extravagant."

...

Changjiu Farm Command Center.

After the operation started, Chu Guang had moved from Outpost Base to here.

Overseeing the battlefield through Hummingbird drones, he took in the front-line situation and shared the visuals with everyone in the command center via a tablet computer modified from a VM.

At the same time, a paper map rested on the command center’s table.

The map depicted dozens of arrows of various sizes, complete with numbers, virtually planning the attack routes for each ten-person squad.

So far, the plan was proceeding quite smoothly.

A total of 21 infantry teams of ten soldiers each took on the main assault role. Once support fire arrived on the battlefield, they launched their attacks in unison.

Despite being vastly outnumbered, players rushed forward to encircle the Looters, who were left dizzy by rocket blasts.

Under cover from the tracked vehicles, just the first round of gunfire caused the three hundred-team squads guarding the convoy to crumble into disarray, clutching their heads and scampering toward the woods on the west side.

Originally, these 21 squads were supposed to advance in three echelons, attacking northwards in a concave formation, driving the Looters collectively northward before the light vehicles harvested them.

Unfortunately, the collapse of the Looters’ defense line was faster than Chu Guang had anticipated.

As a result, the flanking squads hadn’t yet managed to encircle the enemy when the attacking players had already breached their line of defense, undermining their will to resist and causing them to flee.

The offensive pushes of the latter two echelons had lost their significance.

Property Chicken killer, among the fastest, had already led his squad members to engage with the Looters in a bayonet fight.

And the most stable Springs team, upon realizing the battle’s outcome was determined, also quickly changed strategy. Boarding light vehicles, they swiftly maneuvered behind the Looters’ positions, enveloping them.

At this point in the battle, it hardly mattered how they fought; the opposition’s flag was clearly white, with morale completely shattered.

Since it was the scoring phase, for the players, the rule was to grab as much as possible.

Watching the footage from the drone, Vanus suddenly spoke up.

"Your opponents made at least two strategic errors; otherwise, this battle might not have been so easy."

One was that the march was too hasty, stretching the battle line too long, with the head and the tail of the force unable to coordinate. When the front squads engaged in battle, those following immediately jammed up into a mass.

The other was overconfidence in their armored advantage, underestimating the impact of climate elements on mobility.

The only tank was immobilized, and the remaining wheeled vehicles, though fast on plains, were just sitting ducks in snowy terrain.

Of course, there was a third mistake.

Opting to launch an offensive in winter was a foolish decision on its own.

Even more so was the all-in gamble, turning the entire war into a high-stakes wager.

If they won the bet, they could spend the winter in the north suburb of Qingquan City.

If they lost, in another sense, they would stay here to spend the winter too.

Wrench spoke with a heavy tone,

"There are still six hundred-man teams left in the North Suburb, and together they make up seven to eight hundred men. If they resist to the end, I’m afraid we’ll be in for a tough battle."

Vanus shook his head,

"On this matter, I have a different opinion. We’ve already crushed their main force. Even if they have the courage to continue resisting, they lack the supplies to support their fight. By comparison, we need to pay more attention to the north."

Wrench furrowed his brows, "You mean... the Lion Tooth stationed to our north might take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack on us?"

Vanus, "I can’t rule out that possibility, but the likelihood of that happening is very small. According to the intelligence we’ve got from Gray Wolf, although they have support fire power, they lack reliable vehicles and move slowly. Unless they plan to stretch their troops thin like their allies, giving us an opportunity."

Wrench asked doubtfully, "Then you mean..."

Vanus continued, "After being disorganized, those six hundred-man teams will likely move towards Far Creek Town and join up with the Lion Tooth stationed there. For every one of them that escapes, we may face one more in the next battle."

Chu Guang nodded,

"I’ve considered this issue. Before the battle started, I already sent people to intercept them, but since our main force is on the vanguard, how many we can stop is hard to say."

Vanus looked at Chu Guang with a surprised expression and nodded,

"To be able to stop some is still better than letting them go."

Chu Guang smiled faintly and said,

"That’s impossible."

The players deployed on the front to ambush Black Snake were only a little over two hundred, but he had mobilized many more players than that.

The remaining two hundred players were moving towards the northeast.

If those six hundred-man teams chose to go back for reinforcements, they would find themselves encircled by players.

If they decided to retreat towards the northwest, the two hundred reinforcements he’d sent to the front should be able to stop a portion of them.

The outcome on the front line was no longer in doubt.

The defenses surrounding the convoy had crumbled, leaving only sporadic resistance scattered in the forest on the west side and at the tail end of the convoy.

By now, it was basically time to declare victory in this war; clearing out the remaining diehards was just a matter of time.

Two hundred against five hundred, one tank destroyed, seven armored pickup trucks, with one captured.

In addition, two 100mm howitzers were seized, along with over twenty light trucks and supplies loaded on the trucks.

This time, Black Snake had brought along everything, even including spoils taken from the central part of River Valley Province.

Soon, Chu Guang would know what good stuff was loaded in his vehicles.

Moreover, according to feedback from the front-line troops, several hundred slaves who accompanied the army were also liberated.

Without a doubt, this was an epic victory!

Even if the battle report had not yet been tallied, Chu Guang could confidently make such a judgment.

And not just that, this battle was also, up to now, the largest-scale battle launched by Shelter No. 404.

Whether it was the troop strength, the equipment, or the number of enemy forces faced, it all reached a historical high since the opening of the server.

It would be hard to conclude without some form of celebration.

"The danger from the northeast has been eliminated."

Chu Guang looked at the map, his gaze landing to the direct north of Qingquan City—the Far Creek Town located 20 kilometers from Changjiu Farm.

The Looters there would probably never dream that now they would have to face him alone.

A smile crept onto Chu Guang’s face.

He really wanted to know what kind of expression they had on their faces.

It must be quite a sight.

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(Thanks to "Backpacking Penguin in the Arctic" for the generous Sterling Silver League reward! Big kudos! So excited, damn, why don’t I have more manuscripts ready!)