"Dead?!"
Hearing the news of the death of his trusted general, Cohen, who was sitting behind his desk, was stunned for several seconds, and then he punched the table angrily.
"Why tell me now!?"
He had just taken over the affairs of the Falcon Kingdom these days and was struggling with the post-war reconstruction.
The industrial facilities that General Kraus had spent more than ten years running were destroyed by the Alliance. Those people even took away the machines and engineers in the factory and moved them all to the neighboring town of Bicester.
Just after dealing with the property dispute in the capital, he immediately discovered that the old king's treasury was so poor that rats could run away.
Before he could finish dealing with this, the bad news came from the direction of the Great Desert.
Wall-E...
Thinking of the promising young officer.
Cohen gritted his teeth, almost rubbing sparks from his teeth.
Looking at Governor Cohen in the holographic projection device, Captain Adria had a trepidation on his face. He hesitated for a long time before continuing nervously.
"As I told you before, we were attacked by a group of unknown armed forces claiming to be the Enlightenment Society soon after arriving in the Great Desert. Captain Walli...died at the hands of those people."
Fearing that the five-star captain would get angry, Adria did not dare to pause, and continued to speak quickly without taking a breath.
"But! We have locked the identity of the murderer... Her name is Zhuang Lan, and she is a resident of a shelter."
Cohen cursed angrily.
"Where is that person! Bring that guy to me! I swear I will make him regret coming to this world!"
Adria said nervously.
"The Alliance has caught her, but those idiots did not guard her strictly and let that guy run away. I wanted to catch the murderer and report to you, but her anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong, and our people did not catch up..."
Cohen narrowed his eyes.
"Did the Alliance do it on purpose?"
Adria said with a wry smile.
"I don't know... but they don't seem to have a reason to do so. They also suffered more than a hundred casualties in the sneak attack by the Enlightenment Society."
Cohen snorted coldly.
Whether the Alliance let that guy go or not, it would be difficult for him to find trouble with the Blue Gophers for this matter.
But then again, what is the Enlightenment Society?
They even have something like a phase cannon...
Closing his eyes and leaning back in the chair, Cohen sorted out his thoughts in his mind for a moment, especially the clues about Shelter No. 0 and the Torch Project reported by Captain Adria.
After a moment, he spoke.
"...Did you get the original plan of the Torch Project?"
Adria nodded nervously.
"I got it... including the manager's log. Enterprise didn't leave it alone, so he copied a copy for us."
Cohen pondered for a moment and ordered.
"Take the data and the pangolin and return to Triumph City immediately... Report the situation of Shelter No. 0 to the Marshal, and let His Majesty the Marshal decide!"
Although he felt uneasy about those guys who called themselves the Enlightenment Society, this was not his job after all. In comparison, he had more important things to deal with.
"Governor... Your Excellency."
Seeing Adria's hesitant expression, Cohen frowned slightly.
"What else?"
Adria hesitated for a long time, lowered his head and whispered.
"The Arbiter airship... had some problems."
Cohen was stunned, sat up straight from his chair, and asked anxiously.
"What do you mean?! Fault? Didn't you tell me before that it was just a small problem with little impact?!"
He remembered it very clearly.
Although the phase gun can paralyze the deflector shield and anti-gravity device formed by gravitons, it will not affect the hull structure of the airship.
Adria had reported this to him before - 'Although the airship fell from a high altitude due to the impact of the phase gun, the crew of the Arbiter minimized the damage of the hard landing through excellent driving skills. If fast, it can be repaired in a week. '
This week has passed, how come it has become "some malfunctions"? !
Adria explained with a bitter face.
"I didn't expect it to turn out like this. My engineer told me at the beginning that it was just a small problem, but the more problems were repaired..."
At first, his engineer swore to him that he only needed to replace the wing to fly, but when they replaced the wing, they found that the connection between the wing and the airship, and even the entire piece of structural steel, had cracks of varying degrees.
Cohen stared at him intently.
"The core of the frigate is not damaged, right?"
"No! Absolutely not!" Facing the murderous gaze, Adria immediately said, "The core of the frigate is normal! It's only the hull of the airship that is damaged..."
Perhaps they should learn from the Alliance and give the airship a large parachute and cushioning airbag.
However, the chance of encountering a phase cannon attack is too rare, and the cushioning cabin inside the airship is enough to deal with general crash accidents.
It's probably not an easy task to convince the Air Force Equipment Manufacturing Bureau and the Logistics Department because of an accidental accident.
Cohen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and soaring blood pressure in his heart, and said in the calmest tone possible.
"How long will it take."
Looking at the holographic image in front of him tremblingly, Adria whispered.
"...Some accessories need to be sent from the west of the Great Desert, at least three months."
Cohen: "I%￥#@!"
...
Late at night.
The camp not far from the industrial building was brightly lit at this moment.
The players dragged tables to the open space in the middle of the camp, and set up a big pot for stewing meat and a barbecue stand next to it.
Several strength players were busy skinning and taking meat from the mutant stag and hyena they had just captured, while several fearless players were surrounding a strange species they had never seen before to test poison.
"What is this thing? It looks weird..." Silver's father took a stick and curiously poked the furry species lying on the ground.
This guy was black all over, small, with uneven layers of hair all over his body, and round eyes like light bulbs. It was too small to say it looked like a monkey, and it looked like a bat without wings. It had a pair of sharp fangs that looked creepy, and its ears were ridiculously large.
No one knew where it came from. It was said that a player picked it up at the door and threw it here.
Unable to decide whether this thing was edible or not, Silver Sword gave up and threw it aside, sighing and saying.
"Hey, if only Old Na was here!"
Silver Hand said with a grin.
"Persecution of Old Na again!"
Silver Sword rolled his eyes at him.
"What do you mean by persecution! This is called making the best use of things!"
Silver's father couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Hahaha! You want to make your father laugh to death!"
The two cursed almost in unison.
"Get lost!"
The little guy tilted his head and imitated the shout.
"Get lost?"
Silver's father's eyes lit up, and he moved closer to stare at the little thing sitting on the ground.
"Meaning?! Can this ugly thing talk?"
Silver Sword and Silver Hand looked at each other.
"Did you hear that?"
"No..."
"Tsk, you two useless things, even if I put a SSSR-level divine pet in front of you, you would miss it!"
Looking at it with disdain, Baiyinzhidaddy squatted down and patted its head with a playful smile.
"Ugly thing, call me daddy for a while--oh, fuck!"
Before he finished speaking, he was bitten on the nose. While he was falling backwards, the "ugly thing" pounced on his face, kicked hard with its hind legs, jumped to the ground and ran away.
Baiyinzhijian hurriedly supported his good brother who fell backwards, and Baiyinzhihand beside him didn't care about him at all, and went straight to chase the SSSR-level divine pet that was running away.
"Fuck! Are you okay?"
Baiyinzhidaddy covered his nose with both hands.
"Fuck...it's swollen."
"What's swollen?"
Baiyinzhidaddy let go of his hand with a bitter face.
"My nose..."
Seeing the nose as big as a ping-pong ball, Silver Sword chuckled and laughed heartlessly like a pig.
"Hahaha!"
In the end, the little guy was caught by Comrade Pangolin who happened to pass by. Because it didn't look delicious, he gave it to Silver's father.
Enduring the soreness of the nose and a pair of strange eyes, Silver's father took the little guy to Meng Liang, a researcher on the ship. Unfortunately, the thing he picked up was not an SSSR-level Pokémon, but just an ordinary alien species.
Its teeth are slightly toxic, so just in case, Meng Liang gave this unfortunate brother a dose of anti-inflammatory injection.
Because the pronunciation of its cry is very similar to "roll", it is included in the official illustration as "rolling beast" and is not recommended for consumption.
In order to avenge this guy for making him look bad, Baiyin's father named it "ugly thing", but due to the opposition of his good brothers, he was forced to change it to "coal ball".
That little thing does look like a coal ball.
Baiyin's father still has a little hope in his heart.
What if?
What if it grows up to be awesome?
Ugly ducklings can become swans!
He doesn't expect it to grow a bunch of tentacles like Xiaoyu, but at least it should be better than the depreciating wholesale goods like Death Claw, right?
If not, it's good to be able to ride.
Putting a piece of cut meat into this guy's mouth, Baiyin's father sighed.
"Coal ball, you have to eat more, the future of the Silver Corps depends on you."
Coal ball, biting the meat, tilted his head.
"Get out?"
Baiyin's father: "...%￥#@!"
This ugly thing is hopeless!
Although there were some minor incidents, thanks to the poison testing of the players of the physical system, the food that could be served was basically safe to eat, and the problems were not serious.
In addition to those foods that were not normal or had a special appearance, there were occasionally some normal foods.
For example, mashed potatoes with a milky aroma, bread baked with garlic and salt, fried rice with minced sausage and carrot cubes, grilled double-headed beef steak, and unlimited beer and red wine.
Chu Guang had confiscated a lot of good wine from the Falcon King's wine cellar before, and it just came in handy now. He didn't like to drink, so he waved his hand and gave benefits to the players and "NPCs".
Some survivors stood beside the tent, curiously watching the lively people, and joined in one after another under the encouragement of the atmosphere.
Although I don't know what they are doing, it seems that food and wine don't cost money.
Looking at those people who seemed to be celebrating something, Rama, who was following Chu Guang, was full of surprise in his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.
"What are they...doing?"
Looking at the burning bonfire, Chu Guang's mouth curled up a smile.
"Celebrating the birth of a new settlement."
Hearing this, the surprise in Rama's eyes became more obvious.
After hearing the story of the Pioneer from Chu Guang, she thought Pioneer City was a heavy name, but it seemed not to be the case.
Glancing at Rama, Chu Guang probably guessed what she was surprised about, so he added briefly.
"We rarely feel sad outside of funerals, and those who are commemorated by us must not want us to be depressed for them all day long, but to continue to move forward with their ideals."
Rama nodded blankly, and it was obvious that he didn't understand.
Chu Guang didn't explain, just smiled and said.
"Don't always follow me, go enjoy the celebration... The food and drinks tonight are free, go to bed early if you are not interested."
"I will tell you what you have to do tomorrow."
After that, he walked alone to the seat reserved for him by the players, leaving Rama standing there at a loss.
As the manager of the Alliance, the marshal of the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and the honorary captain of the Iron Heart... he naturally had to sit at the head of the long table.
The faction boss must look like a boss.
This is also part of the players' sense of immersion.
Chu Guang, who sat at the head, poured himself a glass of the strongest wine.
Looking back at those pairs of piercing eyes, he held the glass filled with hot wine, raised it high to the players and NPCs present, and said in a solemn and loud voice.
"Cheers to the future of Pioneer City!"
He was responded by excited shouts.
"Cheers!"
"Long live the pioneer city!"
"Long live the administrator!"
"Long live the alliance!"
The preparations have been completed, and the banquet has officially begun. The noise is endless, and people's laughter and clinking of glasses can be heard everywhere.
The city named after the former partners will be the fourth survivor settlement established by the Alliance after Fallen Leaf City, and it is also another "overseas" enclave of the Alliance after Bicester Town.
The warriors from the Alliance are celebrating to congratulate and bless the newborn pioneer city, and also to send off the partners who are about to part ways.
The Heart of Steel has been repaired and will embark on the return journey after tonight.
Most players will return to Dawn City with the Heart of Steel, but more than a hundred players still decide to stay.
They will continue the unfinished task, explore the undeveloped ruins in the "Eastern Industrial Zone of the Original Human Alliance", and search for the whereabouts of the Enlightenment Society active in this area.
Although this means that you may miss the wave of next spring, "Wasteland OL" itself does not stipulate how to play.
Even if you skip the main storyline, there are still many things you can do.
As for the save, don't worry about it.
Chu Guang has ordered the transfer of 100 hibernation capsules from the airship to the surface.
The Alliance's infrastructure assistance to the Lion Kingdom and the Honey Badger Kingdom is not only roads and railways, but also power grids and communications, etc.
Especially communications.
At present, the easternmost signal tower of the Alliance has been inserted into the town of Bicester, and soon the pioneer city will also erect a big pot for sending and receiving signals.
Although the signal in the Great Desert is unstable, there is always a stable time. After the hibernation capsule completes the scan, wait until the climatic conditions are suitable to transmit the data back.
Reduce the frequency of self-destruction, rotate the use of save points, and 100 hibernation capsules can still meet the save needs of hundreds of players.
As long as you follow the main force, saving the file is never a difficult task...
Just when the Alliance was celebrating the "birthday" of the Pioneer City, Captain Adria was worried about the food, drink, and defecation of nearly a thousand Marines, crew members, and many officers who were returning with the airship trapped in the Great Desert.
The food problem was easy to solve. The Arbiter carried a lot of supplies, and the Falcon Kingdom was not too far from here, so it was all done by delivering them.
However, apart from food, almost all problems!
First of all, the airship needed a comprehensive overhaul, and the Marines and crew members who originally lived in the airship had to withdraw from the airship to set up camp.
There were no natives nearby that could be requisitioned, and there were only a few laborers on the airship. Although camping is a compulsory course for Marines, the young soldiers on the Arbiter and the Marines on the Heart of Steel are completely different.
The latter at least had to fight with the wastelanders, and often fought away from the supply line. Picking up garbage and setting up tents were a piece of cake. Rubbing guns and bullets was a common thing. They even carried lathes for processing hardware tools and even furnaces for smelting iron.
The former usually stayed at the airport of Triumph City with the Arbiter, and had no chance to "fight abroad" at all, otherwise there would not be a total of only 1,000 marines and crew members.
As for transporting some slaves from the Falcon Kingdom to serve them...
Even if the mobilization capacity was not taken into account, there were not many young men left in that kingdom.
Being able to do things is useless. What they need now is people who can work.
Too many captives stayed in Bicester Town. Those strong young men would rather eat dirt in the desert than go back to work as cattle and horses for them.
Adria shamelessly asked Cohen for help, but the latter immediately blackened his face after hearing his request, and hung up the phone after saying that he would find a way himself.
So, even though they had no experience in surviving in the wild, the five hundred Marines had no choice but to go ahead and bite the bullet.
Fortunately, they remembered what they had learned in the military academy and the recruit camp. They worked hard and erected tents one by one.
Looking at the crooked linen tents in the ruins, Adria's eyebrows twitched.
His adjutant ran to his side and whispered nervously.
"There are still a hundred tents missing..."
Adria's eyes widened.
"How can there be so many missing! Call the logistics officer to me!"
"It has nothing to do with the logistics officer, it's mainly because there are more people..." The adjutant explained with a smile, and at the same time secretly glanced in the direction of McLen.
Adria understood what his adjutant meant in seconds, but McLen, who was standing next to him, obviously didn't understand.
The simple living environment made him recall the short time he had spent in the Alliance prisoner-of-war camp earlier.
When he thought about reliving the painful memories tonight, his face turned ugly, and he couldn't help but say something sarcastically.
"...Your camping skills are amazing."
"We only prepared enough tents for us..."
Considering the noble status of this person, Adria gave him some face and said it very tactfully, but McLen didn't appreciate it and kept complaining.
"I don't think the problem lies here."
Upon hearing this, Adria's temper also came up, and he sarcastically replied without hesitation.
"There is no way, we originally had enough tents, who would have thought that when we returned, there would be hundreds of guys who had lost the battle and needed to be served."
McLen's face froze.
Seeing that this guy was about to get angry, Adria didn't want to say too much, and looked at the adjutant next to him with a dark face.
"I'm going out for a walk."
After saying that, he walked out of his camp with a few guards.
However, there was nowhere to go, so he walked around twice outside and unconsciously walked towards the Alliance camp.
Last week, when the people from the enterprise and the academy were still there, he and McLen lived in the Alliance camp.
Why not...
Stay there for another night?
He didn't have any psychological burden, anyway, he didn't lose to the Alliance.
Looking at the camp not far away, Adria was thinking about how to start talking about this. Before he got close, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of barbecue and sniffed subconsciously.
Not only the aroma of barbecue was caught in the wind, but also the noisy and noisy sound, which made him swallow his saliva reflexively and frown again.
"What are those people doing?"
The guards beside him looked confused. Seeing the commander's eye signal, they quickly separated three people and ran forward to check.
Adria waited for a while.
Soon, one of them ran back from the front.
"Report! The soldiers of the Alliance seem to be celebrating the establishment of a new settlement."
"New settlement?!"
Adria had a bad feeling in his heart. Did the residents of the Alliance intend to stay here?
Although this was a no-man's land, he had no reason to say anything, but he still had a bad feeling in his heart.
This familiar feeling had appeared in his mind once when the Alliance was determined to go to Bicester Town.
What on earth are those blue gophers planning to do? !
"Take me over to see." Adria said seriously.
The soldier stood at attention and said.
"Yes!"
He walked forward quickly with a group of guards. He soon saw the two guards who had been sent before, who were now being entangled by two Alliance soldiers.
One of them was probably drunk, and smiled and stretched out his hand to one of his guards.
"Hey, big nose, come in and have a drink together? Hahaha, burp... Go call your pangolin too! Just say... his black uncle looks down on him and wants to fight him!"
Pushing away the hand that touched his chest, the Willant soldier said with a dark face.
"Who knows if you have poisoned the wine!"
I am the darkest and curled my lips in disdain.
"Tsk, do you think we are the same as you?"
The Willant soldier glared at him.
"What do you mean?"
"What? Fight?" I am the darkest and glared at him, then looked at the debt-ridden big-eyed next to him, "Help me beat this guy!"
Debt-ridden big-eyed drank a little, but not too much, and shook his head like a motor.
"No fight, I'm an intelligence department, you go find a construction site."
I'm the darkest: "Fuck! Shame on you!"
Big Eyes in Debt: "Zhao! If you can do it, do it!"
"Stop it!"
Seeing that the two drunks from the alliance were about to fight each other, Captain Adria was so scared that he quickly quickened his pace and shouted at the two of them.
There was no way, his guards were too close, and he couldn't ignore it.
If he was involved, who could tell clearly in the dark? If someone fired a shot, the ceasefire agreement would be signed in vain.
However, what Adria didn't know was that the two people actually had a good relationship and were just joking. They didn't mean to fight at all. What's more, one was a perception department and the other was an intelligence department. Even if the two weak chickens really fought, it wouldn't cause any problems.
Staring at the big nose, I'm the darkest didn't recognize this face, and asked impatiently.
"Who are you?"
Big Eyes in Debt also stared at him.
"That's right! Why are you yelling so loudly!"
Staring at the two ignorant shelter residents, Adria said with a stern face.
"Where are your managers?"
I'm the darkest rolled his eyes.
"What does it have to do with you."
So what if he's a captain of ten thousand men?
His buddy is a captain of a thousand men!
Stop using your rank to bully others!
Not wanting to get entangled with these two drunkards, Adria resisted the urge to get angry, took a deep breath to calm down, and spoke slowly.
"Tell your manager for me, and tell him that Captain Adria wants to discuss something with him... You don't want to be punished by your superior for delaying the business, do you?"
I'm the darkest put away his playful smile and waved his hand when he heard that it was a serious matter.
"Oh, you should have said it earlier... Wait for me at the door."
Adria watched the two guys with murderous eyes as they walked towards the gate with their arms around each other's shoulders and limping.
After waiting for a long time in the cold wind, he finally waited for someone to come out of the camp gate.
Adria straightened his collar, but when he saw the man clearly, his face turned black.
He thought the alliance manager would come out to see him in person, but he didn't expect it to be the two drunkards who didn't know etiquette again.
I'm the darkest: "Hiccup... Our manager drank too much. He said we can talk tomorrow if there's anything. He also said that your previous room has been reserved for you. If you don't mind, you can stay there for one night."
Adria was happy, and the previous unhappiness disappeared instantly, but he was embarrassed to show it on his face.
"Drunk too much? Ha," he said with a straight face, snorted with his nose, and said indifferently, "Then wait until he sobers up!"
This wine smells strange.
Two bottles in a while.
Thinking in his heart, Captain Adria acted reluctantly, waved his hand, and walked towards the camp gate with a group of guards.
Looking at the backs of those big noses walking into the camp, I suddenly remembered something and shouted behind him again.
"Oh, by the way, our manager seemed to have said something, saying that your doghouse is not a place for people to live, so let me--"
Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the big eyes beside him.
"Are you stupid? Why did you say this?"
I: "Woo--!"
Hearing the sound coming from afar, Adria almost fell down, and with a dark face, he quickened his pace and pretended not to hear it.
The guards beside him were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but seeing that the superiors did not react, they could only give up...