Chapter 496 "Reunion" After a Century and a Half (1/2)

In the open wilderness on all sides, there is a fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The tunnels with a total length of 15.7 kilometers are connected to each other with concrete bunkers and trenches. Hemispherical rotating armored turrets, anti-aircraft gun positions, anti-tank gun positions, and heavy machine gun positions are all available.

This is the Legion's largest military base in Oasis No. 2, called Fort Horn. It was built by General Klass, the previous commander-in-chief of the Legion in Luoxia Province.

It is said to be able to station an army of one million people!

In order to meet the huge material needs of this fortress, General Klass not only arranged to build an aqueduct leading to the fortress from a nearby river embankment, but also built a spacious six-lane road on all sides of the fortress.

Supplies can be transported to Fort Horn by water, by road, or by air by plane or airship.

Once Oasis No. 2 encounters the threat of invasion, the troops stationed in this fortress and the supplies hoarded can be transported to the front line by road in the shortest possible time.

But now.

This fortress, which extends in all directions, is blocked.

The Alliance's Skeleton Corps did not storm the fortress, but watched them retreat into the fortress and then cut off the water canals leading to the fortress.

It stands to reason that a fortress of this size would have enough reserves for at least one million troops for more than three years. However, in Griffin's original plan, he never thought that this military base would one day be used as a defensive fortress.

Coupled with the tight fighting situation on the front line, most of the supplies were sent to the front line, and the domestic production surplus of the Falcon Kingdom was not enough to complete the material reserve work of this fortress.

This also resulted in the 50,000 troops who retreated to the fortress having less than two months of food left, and the supply of fresh water was also in jeopardy.

But this is not the most deadly.

What really matters is the lack of ammunition.

The nearest William Industrial Zone has been occupied by the alliance's troops, and the supplies sent from the direction of Triumph City may not reach them.

Except for Griffin and those clones who are not very smart, any Valantian can feel that they are already standing on the edge of the cliff...

"I heard the Adjudicator is coming."

"...Why the Arbitrator? Shouldn't an offensive airship be sent over?"

"I heard that His Majesty the Marshal has no plans to use troops east of the Great Desert. The world across the sea, the far north and the wasteland in the south are more important than the land thousands of miles away. The last expedition was carried out by General Klass alone. …”

"how so……"

"No wonder...we haven't waited for reinforcements until now."

The whispers of soldiers could be heard everywhere in the military camp.

The warlord who was sitting at the door of the tent eating a box lunch silently wrote it down and planned to post it to the forum as a piece of fun for today.

His job these days is simple.

The main purpose is to mark the supply location in the fortress, wait for bombs to fall from the sky, and then evaluate and report the results of the goblin regiment's air raid.

It is not easy to lock down the warehouse where supplies are stored, especially now that there is a serious shortage of supplies. The scarce supplies are stored separately, and if you get close to the nearby area, you will be pulled for questioning.

This cannot be explained clearly by saying "Sorry, I went to the wrong place".

As a "non-Wilantian", Warlander is very self-aware of his nose and certainly won't do anything conspicuous.

Besides, it's not necessary.

It’s easy to find canteens and mobile kitchens even if we can’t find a supply warehouse.

As long as a 100-kilogram aerial bomb is thrown nearby while those Weirant people are eating, it will be enough to lift all the pots, pans, and people in line.

As for the assessment of the results of the air strikes, it is even easier.

He didn't even need to go to the scene to confirm, he could just listen to what other Weirant people were yelling about.

Thanks to this.

His lingua franca is now more and more like the accent of the desert west.

However, this trick has not been working well recently.

Frequent visits by alliance aircraft made the Wilante people suspect that there were drones taking aerial photos in the sky. Not only did they take pictures with signal jammers every now and then, but they also canceled centralized dining and changed to "takeout delivery".

I don’t know which genius came up with the idea.

The warlords couldn't help but give that guy a thumbs up...

Sitting next to the battlefield atmosphere group, Penny's face looked a little haggard, and her eyebrows were filled with sadness. She was silent for a long time while staring at the lunch box in her hand, and then suddenly spoke.

"General Griffin has been assassinated."

The warlord who was stuffing bread into his mouth almost choked, and it took a lot of effort to calm down his ruthless persona.

"...Assassinated?!"

"Well... someone planted explosives under his chair. If he hadn't arrived a few minutes late this morning, the corporate and alliance assassins would have almost succeeded."

The warlord said to himself that it was not necessarily the people in the alliance who wanted him to die, at least the managers never gave an order for him to assassinate high-ranking military officials.

"...Has the assassin been caught?"

"No."

Penny took a deep breath, held her head in her hands, ran her fingers through her hair, and opened and closed her lips in a low prayer.

"...I hope nothing happens."

What she was worried about was not Griffin's safety, but the future direction of this war.

Because the sudden change in Falcon City was so sudden, she was not prepared at all and had no time to leave the front line. She could only retreat here with the large troops.

I hope I won't be caught by the Alliance...

The military camp itself is a place full of violence, especially the front lines closest to death. As a reporter for Triumph, she was well aware of what the Wilantians were doing to other survivors on the front lines, and she was not surprised how much the enemies of the Wilantians hated them.

Those who fell into the hands of natives usually did not end well. She had seen photos from her colleagues... It was simply cruel.

Even thinking about it makes me shudder.

The warlord wanted to comfort her casually. There was nothing to worry about being captured by the Alliance. The Alliance's discipline was so much higher than that of the Legion.

Let alone prisoners.

He didn't touch the few slaves sent to his tent before, for fear of violating the article in the player's handbook about "forced" sex.

But then he thought about it, he was an undercover agent, and it seemed inappropriate to say good things about the "enemy", so he changed his words when it came to his mouth.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Penny's cheeks turned red at the unexpected words, and the corners of Penny's mouth unconsciously turned up into a smile.

This guy usually talks as little as a piece of wood, but he always pops out one or two words that make people blush and their heart beats.

She has heard many similar words, and even more beautiful words than this, but those men often only talk verbally, and even after saying the disgusting oath of alliance, they turn around and get into the tent where foreign women are kept... …Not only does this not make her feel any sense of security, it only makes her feel sick.

But this man named Pangolin is completely different.

He is more powerful than some of the Valantians, but does not have the arrogance, rudeness and a series of bad habits of the Valantians.

Just like his name, which is so simple and full of mountain atmosphere, his mind is as pure as the snow on the mountain. His life is only about loyalty to His Majesty the Marshal, loyalty to the commander's orders, and the glory of being a warrior.

Even though everyone is confused about the future and frustrated with the current situation, there is almost no trace of depression on his face.

Even at this critical moment when he was about to lose the battle, he could still say the words "No matter what, I'm with you" calmly.

Only when she heard this sentence from his mouth, she could feel the sincerity without a trace of falsehood.

"...Thank you. I am very happy to hear your words. However, your sword should belong to His Majesty the Marshal. There is no need to hesitate for my sake."

Gently shaking her dark brown hair, Penny said in a proud voice.

"Wealant people are born warriors, men and women, and I will take care of myself."

General Griffin is somewhat famous in Triumph City.

No matter how bad the situation is, she thinks it won't be too bad...

Maybe I just think too much.

Warfield didn't say anything and nodded, but he was digesting the huge amount of information in his heart.

Griffin was assassinated? !

what's the situation……

At this moment, two people came not far away.

One of them is Colway, and the other is Colway's immediate superior, and also his immediate boss after he was transferred to the officer corps--Velic, the commander of the 50,000th Corps.

Walking in front of the two of them, Velic looked at Penny sitting on the steps and said in a gentlemanly tone.

"Sorry ma'am, I have something to discuss with Pangolin. Can I take up a little of his time?"

Penny stood up and smiled politely.

"It's okay, please do as you please."

Perhaps seeing that there was something important to discuss, Penny did not stay here, but walked away wisely.

Welch glanced at Penny's leaving figure, then looked around, and after confirming that no one was around, he looked at Colway.

"You tell me."

"Okay, sir..." Colway nodded with a complicated expression, then looked at the battlefield atmosphere team who stood up, and said in a hesitant tone, "Let's go in and talk."

The warlord nodded and followed the two of them into the tent.

He didn't know why a captain of thousands and a captain of ten thousand wanted to find him as an advisor to a small army of officers, but he could feel from the expression on Colway's face that something big was about to happen.

And 80% of it has to do with myself!

"...What's going on?" Looking at Colway who had been silent for a long time, Warfield asked proactively.

"General Griffin was assassinated this morning during the morning meeting."

The Warlander held his breath for a moment.

Seeing both of them looking at him, he immediately had a worried expression on his face while his thoughts were racing.

"I just heard...General, it doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter." Colway shook his head.

Before Comrade Pangolin could say hypocritically, "That's good," he continued with a complicated expression, "...but here's the problem."

Warlander: "...???"

"That's enough, I'll do it."

Seeing that Colway was still circling around like a mother-in-law, Velici couldn't wait any longer, took over the conversation from him, stared at the ruthless native in front of him, and continued to speak.

"Let me tell you straight, Griffin betrayed His Majesty the Marshal, and the Arbitrator's appearance on the front line is the best proof!"

The Warlander held his breath.

He felt that such an association seemed a bit far-fetched, but when he thought of the situation of these people at the moment, he understood everything in an instant.

Griffin's dictatorship drove these mid-level officers to a dead end.

Now they have to do the same thing...

"…What do you need me to do?"

Veliki stared into his eyes.

"I need to confirm your loyalty to His Majesty the Marshal. Look into my eyes and tell me, are you loyal?"

Loyalty?

Of course you should!

Having not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, the battlefield guy thought that he had triggered the branch quest, and reflexively raised three fingers.

"My loyalty to His Majesty the Marshal is known to all!"

Kolwe's eyes drifted to the side.

"Very good," Weiliqi nodded with relief, looking at Pangolin and continued, "Now, it's time for you to be loyal to His Majesty!"

...

That night.

"Wasteland OL" forum.

"In short...this is what happened. The captain of the 50,000th Squadron hopes that I will go and kill Griffin."

The battlefield atmosphere group briefly described what happened.

Including the low morale in the Horn Castle Fortress in the past two days, the unrest in the army, and the doubts about life caused by the air raid, etc.

Tail: "Oh! Is the boss battle coming? (✪ω✪)"

Teng Teng: "Korwei... wuwu, damn, I got hit. (⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What the hell!!!"

Ye Shi: "Exciting. (Funny)"

Lao Bai: "Isn't it good? Kill Griffin, and his lieutenant will take over. Maybe he will just raise the white flag and surrender. (Grinning teeth)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What a hammer! The manager asked me to be an undercover in the legion, not to kill Griffin."

Kuangfeng: "Well, it's true... If you can kill Griffin without anyone noticing, it's okay. Once someone catches you, even if everyone thanks you, they will have to kill you on the spot."

Yelena: "Not necessarily. It depends on the progress of the strategy. Korwei may give you a chance to run away by yourself. (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Fuck! Then my motivation Where's the armor?"

Ye Shi: "That's for the dog planner. (Funny)"

WC Real Mosquito: "How about this, you just transfer Griffin's schedule to us, we'll help you, once and for all, cure the disease. (Smirk)"

Fang Chang: "It's convenient, but Pangolin is a senior agent. (Slant eyes)"

Canyon Fleeing Mole: "The key is whether Griffin's death is good for the alliance."

Fang Chang: "Analyze rationally, the 50,000 people willing to surrender is of course the best result, but in terms of the weight of the chips, the 50,000 troops surrounded by water and food are obviously more valuable than the 50,000 captured troops."

Fun Commander: "+1, so for the sake of maximum benefit, if you plan to take action, it's best to wait until the negotiation is concluded. (Slant eyes)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "I'm fucking torn! T.T"

It's really hard to be an undercover!

...

Chu Guang naturally saw the discussion on the forum, but he did not give new instructions to "Comrade Pangolin".

At this point, whether Griffin is dead or alive, the alliance will not lose, it's just a matter of how much they win.

Therefore, he gave the Battlefield Atmosphere Group full autonomy to make decisions.

If you want to continue to play the role of undercover, then spend some time to play it more. If you don't want to play it, it doesn't matter. It will be difficult for them to have a large-scale military conflict with the Legion for a long time in the future. Providing so much high-value intelligence, this undercover can be regarded as a complete merit.

Just when the Battlefield guy was in a dilemma, the airship from Triumph City had arrived at the western suburbs of Falcon City and anchored only 20 kilometers away from the nearest section of the river bank.

The two airships confronted each other in the air.

The atmosphere was tense for a while!

Looking at the behemoth above his head, King Menggot prayed in his heart, hoping that this thing would not fall down.

Or even if it fell, it would not destroy his castle.

Fortunately, the situation that the old man was worried about did not happen. Neither the Legion nor the Alliance fired the first shot.

Obviously, not only he and the nobles beside him did not want to continue fighting, but the Legion far to the west of the Great Desert also did not want to fight...

Standing at the west gate of Falcon City with a group of players, Chu Guang looked at the elevator slowly descending in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"It seems that the Legion is quite capable."

Descending with the elevator was a four-legged robot that was three stories high. Its rectangular body and hoof-shaped soles looked like a mule with its head buried from a distance, slightly similar to the Imperial Walker in "Star Wars".

However, this thing is not a means of transportation. The 200mm cannon towering above its head emits a cold light under the scorching sun.

Of course, what is more eye-catching is the chimney with a diameter of tens of centimeters wide.

It is like a walking locomotive. Its huge steel body perfectly interprets the violent aesthetics of the Weyland people, which is big and beautiful. The towering chimney spews out black smoke, driving its powerful limbs to slowly move forward.

The ancient internal combustion engine power and the epoch-making avant-garde design are organically combined in it, just like surreal diesel punk, and every frame of the picture is a work of art.

Not surprisingly, it should also have a deflector shield or even an anti-gravity device, and the energy source of this part of the advanced device should be the precious nuclear fusion battery... It can be seen that the Legion has indeed inherited a lot of things from pre-war civilization.

Even if it is just a part.

And this thing also gave Chu Guang a sense of déjà vu, as if it was a simplified and improved version of the "Titan" in the Lost Valley.

"Fuck..."

Looking at the behemoth, Ye Shi, who was wearing a light cavalry exoskeleton, couldn't help but swallowed and muttered.

"What the hell is this?"

Compared with the surprise of the players, Earl Cromwell's already dead heart has rekindled his confidence in the Willant people, and he kept talking about it.

"Bison! It's bison!"

"Bison" all-terrain armored walking machine!

A diesel and fusion hybrid war monster!

I heard that this thing is called a "quadruped train gun" in the west of the desert. A 200mm cannon equipped with an automatic loader can pour the firepower of an artillery brigade onto the target area in one minute!

It can not only be used as support equipment, but also serve as the vanguard of the attack instead of tanks. The combination of deflector shield and aerospace alloy is enough to withstand all direct or indirect firepower.

As long as thousands of these land-based mechas attack the Alliance at the same time, coupled with the human sea charge of the clone army...

All declines will be reversed!

But Cromwell's head obviously didn't turn around, why was there only one "Bison" here.

Chu Guang knew.

The governor from Triumph City was giving himself authority.

In order to put this thing on the airship, the Legion would have to dismantle at least twenty artillery pieces to make room. If you want this thing to rain down bullets with full firepower, I am afraid you will have to build an industrial park in the desert first.

So he didn't panic at all and didn't take the steel giant in front of him to heart.

The four-legged robot advanced slowly with heavy steps and stopped less than 500 meters away from the river embankment.

I saw it slowly bending its four legs forward, pressing its square body onto the overgrown wheat field.

Surrounded by a group of tall and elite men, a man with a swollen nose stepped out of the hatch and stopped in front of Chu Guang.

"You are the manager of the alliance?"

Opening the visor of the power armor, Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Who are you?"

"Cohen," the man raised his chin slightly and continued, "The governor of Luoxia Province appointed by His Majesty the Marshal."

The five-star Captain of Ten Thousands is second only to the legion commander who is below one person and above ten thousand people. If he wants to go further, he can only leave the territory of the legion and open up territory for the legion.

In fact, the five-star captain of ten thousand men is already a quasi-legion commander in the legion itself.

The reason why Krass launched the expedition was largely to take a step further and be promoted to the fifth legion commander of the legion.

Chu Guang stared at Cohen for a moment, then introduced himself to his family in a concise manner.

"Chu Guang, the manager of Vault 404, is also the manager of the alliance."

The strength of this five-star ten thousand captain is not outstanding, it is just at the level of an ordinary person. However, the more than 20 Wilante people behind him are all powerful awakeners without exception!

According to the algorithm of Vault 404, their level is at least level 30, and the strengthening direction should be in the two aspects of muscles and reflex nerves.

The strongest one might be level 40!

Of course, this is just his feeling.

And the strength of the body doesn't explain everything. Green-skinned mutants are still at level 30 per capita, and they are beaten to the ground by novice players.

While Chu Guang was looking at Cohen, Cohen was also observing him.

However, what Cohen couldn't see through was that the legendary manager of the alliance was no less powerful than the soldiers behind him.

Could it be that even the managers of the alliance are awakened?

Cohen was surprised when he realized this.

Although some drugs can help untalented people squeeze out the potential in their genetic code and force their awakening, few superiors will choose to take this path.

There are many ways to extend your life, and there is absolutely no need to take this path.

Compared with the increased lifespan and physical functions, awakening not only has many side effects, but also has uncontrollable risks at the genetic level.

No one knows what will happen after reaching 100% awakening.

This is the “singularity” that has not been completed even in prosperous times.

After suppressing the contempt in his eyes, Cohen looked at the crazy guy in front of him and said in a joking tone.

"..."Triumph" described you as a beast with three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect you to be a young boy."

Chu Guang smiled slightly and said.

"Not so young man, but I am not as old as your marshal."

Cohen chuckled, with a cold look in his eyes.

Chu Guang looked at him with a smile on his face, his aura not weak at all.

The players standing not far away were watching the excitement while whispering in the communication channel what level the BOSS was and what level the elite monsters behind him were.

King Menggot and a group of nobles who were farther away were sweating nervously, fearing that these two guys would suddenly clash with each other.

This probability is actually very small.

But by no means nothing.

At this moment, blue lights flashed in the distance. Under the escort of ten Yun Ting ornithopters, two killer whale transport planes flew towards this side one after the other.

They took off from Bicester Town and originally planned to land in the square in front of the castle, but they obviously saw that it was more lively here, so they flew over.

Looking at the ten Yun Ting ornithopters, Chu Guang couldn't help but smack his lips secretly.

Good guy.

Throughout the war, the company supported him with not even ten ornithopters!

As soon as they heard that the old enemies from the west had come to negotiate ceasefires, these guys took out the treasure from the bottom of the box!

However, this is also a good thing for the league.

The more chips they have in hand, the more the other side has to weigh the consequences of a breakdown in negotiations.

Sure enough, a look of solemnity appeared on Cohen's face.

Especially after seeing the Enterprise's Orca transport plane.

"Plasma engine..."

The guys on the east coast actually abandoned the more advanced anti-gravity devices and instead used economical and cheap "obsolete technology".

It's hard to say that this isn't aimed at the epoch-making equipment inherited by the legion, including the "phaser cannon."

It seems that people on the East Coast have never forgotten what happened a century and a half ago. They talk about letting go of the past and facing the future, but in their hearts they always regard them as imaginary enemies.

Cohen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't make any sign.

Under the escort of an ornithopter, the killer whale transport plane landed steadily in the golden wheat field, and the light blue plasma plume shrank back with the cone-shaped nozzle.

From the opened hatch, a group of heavily armed soldiers and a middle-aged man walked out.

Chu Guang unexpectedly discovered that the person who came was not Yi Chuan, but Wu Changnian, the deputy director of the General Management Department who had previously greeted the alliance delegation in Ideal City!

I saw the middle-aged man with neatly combed back hair and a silver-gray gown that was as straight as a mirror. There is not a single wrinkle on his body from head to toe, and there is also no trace of the benevolent smile on his face when he is in front of the camera.

It is more than 3,000 kilometers from Ideal City to Qingquan City, and it is no less than 5,000 kilometers to here... Chu Guang calculated with his fingers, this trip is really far enough.

Staring intently at Cohen who was standing not far away, Wu Changnian ignored the war machine not far away and the airship in the distance, and led a group of soldiers behind him to stop near the crowd.

"...I am Wu Changnian, deputy director of the General Management Department. On behalf of the Supreme Council of the Enterprise, I make stern representations to you and demand that you immediately release the Pioneer and all its crew members!"

"Otherwise, your actions will be seen as a provocation to the ancient contract, and we will no longer hold back!"

Looking at the angry middle-aged man, Cohen said indifferently.

"You also arrested quite a few of us."

Instead of being angry, Wu Changnian laughed and let out a haha.

"As long as you know."

Cohen's eyes narrowed.

The atmosphere on both sides was like a gasoline barrel with a match floating in it, as if a spark could set the entire wheat field on fire.

The tense atmosphere was even stronger than the previous confrontation between the Legion and the Alliance!

Chu Guang suddenly found that he seemed to have become a little transparent.

Neither Cohen nor Wu Changnian focused on him, but stared directly at each other.

But that’s fine.

Chu Guang hopes that they will never care about him.

The grudges and disputes a century and a half ago had nothing to do with him, and he had no interest in getting involved.

He just wants to get his share.

At the same time, it is also the share that belongs to everyone in the alliance.

At this time, another light appeared in the northeast direction.

Cohen's brows frowned slightly, as did Wu Changnian, who was looking at him. The two of them looked in that direction at the same time.

I saw a long shuttle-shaped aircraft approaching the edge of the river embankment at a speed of nearly Mach 1, and then two flashing arcs of electricity were ejected from the bottom, and it stopped suddenly in the air with incredible acceleration.

However, something probably went wrong.

The long shuttle-shaped aircraft failed to stop the car and fell straight into the wheat field below, with the rear half of its butt shoveled directly to the ground.

Fortunately, this was a wheat field outside the city, with soft soil and wheat ears as a buffer, so the aircraft was not damaged or destroyed.

The guard behind him wanted to step forward and block Cohen, but the latter raised his hand to stop him.

"No need."

The shape of this aircraft...

He always felt a little familiar.

As if to confirm his guess, a door opened on the side of the aircraft.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a uniform with white background and blue trim, holding on to the door frame and forcing himself to calmly walk out.

"Ahem! I'm a little late..."

Behind him were two android bodyguards.

They are obviously different from the company's androids. Whether in appearance or temperament, they are closer to pure tools - or weapons.

"Who are you?" Cohen frowned.

"My dear Li Ke, I am a B-level researcher at the college. Are you the representative of the legion?" A friendly smile appeared on Li Ke's face, he cleared his throat and continued, "Everyone is tired after fighting for so long, right? , why not sit down and talk.”

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Or……

There was just a hint of embarrassment.

Li Ke obviously felt it himself, so he looked around anxiously.

Finally, he found the man wearing blue power armor and immediately cast his eyes over there for help.

Of course Chu Guang saw this guy. After all, he invited him here, but he was still a little confused in his heart.

This guy hasn't interacted with Cohen long enough for him to understand.

After all, they just arrived in Luoxia Province and got off the airship.

However, what he didn't understand was why even the people in the company looked confused at this guy's arrival, as if they didn't expect it at all.

Suddenly, Chu Guang suddenly realized something.

Could it be that Comrade Li Ke has never had any phone calls with people from the company at all?

He only had unilateral contact with Griffin and himself who were facing each other on the front line...

Chu Guang was shocked when he realized this.

Good guy.

Spend the least amount of money to do the greatest thing.

This brother is so talented!

The man's identity could be seen from the long shuttle-shaped aircraft, but Wu Changnian just didn't understand why the people from the academy were here.

The council had not discussed this matter, and he did not want to decide the diplomatic stance with the college arbitrarily by himself, so he coughed lightly and said ambiguously.

"The academy... is a rare visitor."

As for Cohen's reaction, it was completely different. It could even be described as unceremonious.

Staring coldly at the B-class researcher who was standing there laughing, he mocked in a sarcastic voice.

"Tired? Haha, do you think we are slugs born in the swamp?"

"Whether we continue to fight or not is none of your business."