With the timely arrival of the Burning Corps' support, Jun Jun rushed into the battlefield with his claws waving, and the whole battle instantly turned into a one-sided massacre.
And everyone also thoroughly witnessed how strong Jun Jun was in a favorable situation.
There was a risk of being beaten into briquettes if he charged head-on.
But he was so good at sneak attacks and pursuits, and with a slight wave of his claws, the believers in front of him were torn in two.
Bathed in blood, Jun Jun's killing instinct was ignited, and his amber eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.
"Hahaha! Cool!"
Not satisfied yet, he raised his head and howled excitedly, and the deafening roar spread circles of ripples in the smoke.
"Ah!
!"
The nearby believers showed pain on their faces and subconsciously covered their ears.
Perhaps the effect of the drug was wearing off, and the pain and fear finally found them.
Looking at the monster bathed in blood, the fearless Tong Kong finally became terrified.
"Monster, monster!"
"Ahhh!"
"Don't come over! No——"
Under the cover of the rain of bullets falling from the sky, Garbage King, waving his claws, rushed into the crowd again.
In just a few breaths, the broken limbs fell to the ground, and thirty or forty bodies lay in a mess outside the fence.
Seeing the heavy casualties of the enemy, the morale of the villagers behind the low wall was greatly boosted.
I squatted behind the bunker with the villagers, and I shouted excitedly to Garbage King's back.
"Well done! Brother!"
After that, he looked at the villagers around him and said solemnly and solemnly.
"The Great Horned Deer God has brought down divine punishment on those arrogant guys! It's time to offer our loyalty and bravery to the gods who protect us!"
"Hit them hard!"
Infected by the indomitable momentum, the last bit of timidity and cowardice was swept away from the eyes of the villagers.
Everyone burst into a powerful shout, picked up their weapons, climbed over the low wall, and chased after the fleeing believers.
"Oh oh oh!"
Although until now they didn't know what the name of their religion was and what its doctrine was...
Looking at the helicopters pouring fire overhead and the believers who were killed and injured in front of them, the missionary in a gray robe was full of fear on his face.
"Scatter and hide quickly!"
"Don't turn your butt towards that lizard--"
"No one is allowed to retreat! Hold on!"
While shouting hysterically, he fled to the jungle beside him like his life.
The intelligence is wrong!
This place is not like what the locals said, just a small village of two or three hundred people. The water behind it is probably deeper than he imagined!
Apart from anything else, the death claw wearing an exoskeleton is terrifying enough!
The news must be reported to the bishop immediately!
The mission of preaching has been completely forgotten by him. At this moment, he just wants to stay away from this hellish battlefield...
He ran in the woods in a panic, and didn't care about the vines and branches cutting his face. He didn't know how long he ran before he stretched out his hand to support the tree trunk and breathed in the fresh air.
"Damn..."
Finally ran away!
The gunshots behind him were so far away that they were almost inaudible. He gradually breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to continue on the road.
However, the moment he raised his head, his whole face lost color, and his heart, which had just relaxed, instantly pulled to his throat.
He saw a power armor standing in front of him, carrying a long sniper rifle on his shoulder, as if he had been waiting for him here for a long time.
Although he couldn't see the expression on the man's face through the helmet and eyepiece, he could feel that the man was looking at him with a smile.
"If I were you, I would run in another direction."
...
The battle ended quickly.
The resistance of those believers was indeed tenacious.
If it were ordinary predators, they would have fled with such high casualties, but these believers fought until only twenty or so were left.
Half of them were missing arms and legs.
Shaking off the meat and blood hanging on his claws, Garbage Jun looked at Qiangrensuannan who came out of nowhere and couldn't help asking.
"What did you do just now?"
Having been offline for so long, Qiangrensuannan was a little embarrassed and said with a dry cough.
"Ahem... I dug a tunnel with my brothers and planned to bury explosives under their feet... but it seems that it won't be used."
At first, he planned to go to the front line and fight against the enemy, but the one-meter-high wall blocked his way.
Now it seems that digging a tunnel is not a good idea. The enemy has no fixed front line. When he finally dug half of it, the friendly forces began to clean up the battlefield.
Picking up garbage level 99: "Fuck, you old six!"
The strong man glanced at him: "Cut, you are not ashamed to say that I am old six, your tank does not start a group, and you run to the back row to hide, how can you be ashamed?"
Ji Lajun was about to refute a few words, when Jingjing, carrying a rifle, walked over here and looked around.
"Where is the guy in the gray robe? Did anyone see it?"
Ji Lajun was stunned and slapped his head and said.
"Damn! Let the BOSS run away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice came from not far away.
"He can't run away."
Junk Jun quickly turned his head and saw Lao Bai, who was wearing power armor, leading a group of nine people, coming out of the woods next to him.
The missionary in a gray robe was being caught by Ye Shi.
After kicking the former's butt, Ye Shi said with a grin as he looked at the missionary who staggered forward.
"This thing is also called a BOSS? At best, it's an elite monster."
The missionary who was kicked in the butt couldn't understand what the soldier behind him said, and he didn't dare to resist, so he climbed up from the ground tremblingly.
"Ye Shi! Lao Bai!
" Looking at those familiar faces, Jun Jun's face showed an excited expression.
Not only Lao Bai and Ye Shi, but also Kuangfeng, Fang Chang, and Quitting Smoking are here!
"Haha, long time no see!"
Patting Brother Garbage on the shoulder, Lao Bai continued with a smile.
"It seems we arrived just in time."
Walking through the collapsed fence gate to the side of Xiang Jingjing, the mayor of Dust Town, Qin Baitian, looked at the group of fully armed soldiers in front of him and said nervously.
"Excuse me, who are these people..."
Xiang Jingjing coughed lightly and pulled him aside.
"Those elders are the original gene bodies."
Qin Baitian looked at him blankly.
"Gay, gay what?"
"You can understand it as the emperor's own son." Xiang Jingjing said nonsense, "Whether it is the Great Horned Deer God or the Great Horned Rat... Strictly speaking, they are all servants of the emperor."
Qin Baitian was shocked and nodded.
"I see..."
It seems that there will be more statues in the temple...
...
Under my command, the villagers of Dust Town began to clean up the battlefield, and the little rat brothers who were forced to help came up to help.
After Lao Bai and Garbage exchanged a few words, they looked at the missionary with a panicked face.
The feeling this guy gave him was completely different from the apostle they had captured from the Bone Chewing Tribe before.
At that time, the old man's mouth was harder than a rock. They didn't torture him to get any useful information, so they let him commit suicide in prison.
And this guy, it seems, is just a monk who changed his job halfway, and he may not believe in the Torch Church.
To put it bluntly, he is a speculator in the team.
Obviously, expanding too fast is not a good thing.
Opening the visor of the helmet, Lao Bai stared into the eyes of the missionary and said.
"From now on, I'll ask you questions and you'll answer them. Don't waste my time. Understand?"
The missionary swallowed his saliva, nodded his head with a pale face, and said tremblingly.
"Yes, I understand."
"Very good. If you think for more than two seconds, I'll think you're lying," Lao Bai nodded, and continued straightforwardly, "What's your name?"
"Zhang Zhengyang."
"Age?"
"31..."
"Gender?"
"...Male."
"Position?"
"Apostle."
"Who sent you?"
"Luo——"
He blurted out a syllable out of habit, and just wanted to stop talking, but it was too late.
Lao Bai stared at him sharply and asked.
"Luo what?"
Zhang Zhengyang swallowed his saliva and said.
"Luo Qian... He is the pioneer of Jinhe City."
The pioneer is equivalent to the bishop of the Torch Church, usually ruling a parish, while the apostle is similar to the position of priest or priest, equivalent to the grassroots personnel, with power of varying degrees.
These are the public settings on the official website.
Unexpectedly, a big fish was pulled out, and Lao Bai stared at him and continued to ask.
"Where is he?"
"In the Holy Land."
"What is that place?"
"I..."
Without waiting for this guy to hesitate, Lao Bai took out a map and threw it in front of him.
"Mark the location, I will send someone to find it. If there is nothing there, you know the consequences."
Sweat beads as big as beans oozed from his forehead, and Zhang Zhengyang raised his head with a sad face, looking at the power armor in front of him.
"My lord... I, I really don't know the exact location of the Holy Land."
Lao Bai put the muzzle of the gun against his head.
"You'd better tell the truth. I don't have time to listen to your lies."
The missionary was frightened and turned pale, and knelt on the ground on the spot.
"Sir, I swear, everything I said is true! The Holy Land is the hiding place of the Forerunners. No one knows his location except him and his confidants! I'm not even sure if he is in the Jinhe City area."
Old Bai frowned.
"So he usually hides in that Holy Land and gives you orders?"
"Yes..."
Having confessed so much, Zhang Zhengyang no longer hesitated and continued, "He said that the time is ripe, and Naguo's grace has spread all over this land. He ordered us to incorporate the survivor settlements in Jinhe City into the territory of the church... Now only the settlement of Dust Town has not followed the Holy Son."
Ye Shi couldn't help but say.
"So you plan to physically destroy the people here?"
Zhang Zhengyang was speechless, but he didn't dare to say a word, so he could only whisper.
"I, I was going to persuade them..."
Ignoring his excuses, Lao Bai stared at him and continued.
"Let me ask you another question. What's wrong with these people?"
While saying this, Lao Bai glanced at a believer who had one arm blown off and was lying on the ground twisting like a worm.
That sick expression didn't look like pain at all.
Even, the man was rubbing the remaining half of his arm against the soil, trying to stop the bleeding in this way, without caring about the possibility of inflammation of the wound.
"They ate Naguo..." Zhang Zhengyang swallowed his saliva and said.
Retracting his gaze from the believer, Lao Bai looked at the missionary and asked.
"Will it be like this just by taking Naguo?"
Zhang Zhengyang shook his head quickly.
"Of course not. Eating Naguo alone will at most put them into a state of 'wandering'. Although they won't feel any pain, they won't feel any sensation. We will inject them with 'holy water' so that they can live in heaven in a half-awake state and completely obey our orders without feeling pain or fatigue... whether they are fighting or working."
Ye Shi was stunned.
"Good man, the holy water for mosquitoes is here."
Kuangfeng coughed lightly.
"... Obviously they are two different things."
"Where is the thing?" Fang Chang stared at the missionary and continued, "Do you still have that 'holy water'?"
"Yes, yes!"
Stared at by the extremely penetrating gaze, Zhang Zhengyang hurriedly stretched out his trembling hand, took out a metal box from his pocket, and handed it to Fang Chang.
Fang Chang reached out to take it, opened it and took a look. There was a syringe and six thumb-sized ampoules inside.
"That's all?"
"I only brought these... I don't use them often." Zhang Zhengyang said nervously.
Of course he also ate Naguo.
Otherwise, let alone preaching, he couldn't survive among a group of infection sources at all.
However, he would control the amount of intake, eat in moderation, control the "wandering" state to three to four times a month, and regularly inject antibiotics to eliminate the bacteria carried in the body.
In this way, the negative impact of the Naguo can be minimized, and even the human body can withstand it.
"So the combat effectiveness of these crazy people has to be maintained by injections?" Ye Shi touched his chin and frowned, "Good man, this cost is not small."
"Mass-produced drugs are not as expensive as you think, and..." Fang Chang looked at the missionary, "That 'Qi', is he in the same group with you."
Zhang Zhengyang nodded his head and said carefully.
"That mutant tribe... is the first to join us in the entire Jinhe City Diocese."
Fang Chang laughed.
"And the Naguo that cures all diseases is also promoted by them, right?"
Zhang Zhengyang nodded silently.
"Yes..."
Without looking at this guy again, Fang Chang closed the box containing the syringe, cast his eyes on Lao Bai, and said in Mandarin.
"Now the idea is clear. There are two clues. One is the pioneer hiding in the so-called "holy land", and the other is the mutant tribe with a scale of more than 10,000 people... But it may be difficult to accomplish anything with just our few people. I am afraid that we need to call more brothers over."
Considering that the influence of the Torch Church in Jinchuan Province is probably not limited to Jinhe City, the Burning Corps alone may not be enough.
Not to mention that they have sent a team of 100 people.
Old Bai nodded and frowned.
"The problem is the wave...I am afraid we can't spare many people."
According to the preview on the official website, the scale of this year's wave may exceed that of previous years. Especially now that Boulder City is also part of the alliance, the pressure on the defense line can be imagined.
The large-scale deployment of troops to Jinchuan Province may have to wait until after the wave.
While the group was talking, the believers lying on the ground showed new changes. Some people began to sweat on their foreheads, and their happy expressions gradually turned into pain.
Some of the more serious injuries were in shock.
Seeing the man in the power armor looking at him inquiringly, Zhang Zhengyang said nervously.
"The effect of the Naguo is about to wear off..."
The Naguo does not heal any pain, it just allows the organism to reach a reconciliation with the bacteria attached to itself and coexist under the fusion of the hyphae.
Once the effect of the medicine wears off, those originally docile bacteria will show their ferocious fangs.
And what awaits them will also be the final death.
"We have to leave a few alive."
Lao Bai glanced at Fang Chang and Kuang Feng.
"Look for them and see if they have any Naguo and stuff them in their mouths."
Fang Chang nodded seriously.
"Yes."
Several players spread out on the battlefield and quickly found some Naguo on the bodies of those believers.
Then they found those believers who were still alive, and stuffed the Naguo into their mouths regardless of whether their intestines were exposed.
It really works.
After chewing twice, several guys whose faces were twisted in pain calmed down immediately. Some people were too seriously injured to put the Naguo in their mouths, so they could only leave them to fend for themselves.
After confirming that the ground was safe, a "Viper" transport plane landed on the farmland on the east side of Dust Town.
Chen Yutong quickly jumped off the plane and walked to a cultist lying on the ground with a toolbox.
The man was seriously injured, half of his stomach was cut open, and his intestines fell out.
Even though Chen Yutong had seen many wastelanders who died miserably, she couldn't help but feel a little numb on her scalp, but she still held her breath and gave him a shot of sedative, then stuffed his intestines back, sprayed him with blood coagulation spray and did a simple wound treatment.
"This guy is already hopeless, let's give him a quick death." Walking to her side, Lao Bai glanced at the guy lying on the ground.
Being scratched by Garbage-kun is no joke.
"I'm not a professional doctor, I don't expect to save him... These are just some emergency measures," she paused, and said, "I need research materials."
Lao Bai nodded.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Chen Yutong glanced at the town not far away.
"It would be great if you could give me a quiet room. I need to do some minor surgery on him."
"Well, leave it to me."
Lao Bai nodded, tapped his helmet with his index finger twice, and briefly told Garbage-kun about the researcher's needs.
Soon, the big lizard came over here with its tail shaking, pinching its two claws and making an OK gesture.
"It's been arranged."
Lao Bai said with a smile.
"Thank you."
"Oh, why are you being polite to your brothers? I haven't thanked you yet." Jun Laji grinned and noticed the female researcher next to him, "Who is this?"
"Chen Yutong." Lao Bai introduced Chen Yutong in both human language and Mandarin, then looked at Chen Yutong and said in human language, "This is my friend... His name is a bit strange, you can just call him Jun Laji."
Chen Yutong stared at Jun Laji blankly and nodded.
"Hello..."
Compared to the name.
She thought this guy's appearance was even weirder.
"Hello to you too, dear lady," Jun Laji grinned, looking at the half-dead captive on the ground, and said politely, "Do you need me to help you move this guy to the operating table?"
Lao Bai coughed lightly.
"Don't make trouble, you squeezed him with your claws and squeezed out the remaining breath."
"Tsk!"
Jun Laji rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but envy him in his heart.
MMP!
This bunch of damn human players, one or two of them have a partner, but he is still single, and even Neeko doesn't look down on him.
Oh, wait and see!
When he trains to have an exaggerated physique like "Yongshi" or even "Mother of Deathclaw", he will make all the Deathclaws in the world kneel down and sing "Conquer" to him.
"That... he can talk?"
Watching that trash man walk away, Chen Yutong finally couldn't help her curiosity and looked at Lao Bai standing beside her and asked.
She did hear some rumors that some alien species in the alliance that were tamed by managers could speak human language.
At first, she only regarded those rumors as the general public's worship of charismatic leaders, but she didn't expect that there would actually be a talking Deathclaw!
This is the first time she has seen it in reality!
"Not only can he talk, but he is also a resident of the shelter," Lao Bai said with a smile, "There are all kinds of strange things in the wasteland, just get used to it."
Chen Yutong nodded blankly.
She had heard a long time ago that a refuge in the south was conducting research on transplanting consciousness from the human body to other organisms.
Who would have thought it would succeed?
Rationally analyzing, she was more inclined to think that it was a person wearing lizard skin than to teach the lizard to speak.
Chen Yutong's eyes gradually flickered with interest.
Things are getting more and more interesting...
...
The City Hall of Boulder City.
Chu Guang, who was sitting in the office, received a battle report from Xiaoqi from the south.
The advance troops of the Burning Corps, which arrived in Dust Town at 2 o'clock this afternoon, had a fierce exchange of fire with the believers of the Torch Church.
The players killed a total of 92 believers and captured 11 people in the operation. The casualties on their side were nine villagers, six of whom were out of danger, and no player was injured or killed.
Among the eleven captives, one was an apostle of the Torch Church.
According to the information obtained from the interrogation of the apostle, the Torch Church is expanding its influence in Jinchuan Province.
The specific reason is unknown.
At the same time, according to the confession of the apostle, the Torch Church has reached a certain cooperative relationship with the local mutant forces.
Now, except for the small settlement of two or three hundred households in Dust Town, the entire Jinhe City has been incorporated into the territory of the Torch Church.
This missionary failed, and the next time it will be the mutant army.
In order to prevent the revenge of the Torch Church, the Burning Corps has mobilized local residents to deploy more fortifications and traps on the outskirts of the town.
At the same time, the Corps leader Lao Bai expressed his request for reinforcements in the battle report.
Jinhe City has become the front line of the conflict between the Alliance and the Torch Church.
At present, the Torch Church's foundation in the local area is still unstable, and it has maintained its rule only by drugs and interest exchanges. Now is undoubtedly the best time to eliminate the Torch Church's influence in the local area.
If a medical method can be found to remove the influence of Naguo, eliminate the local mutant tribe, and use the correct method to guide the locals to live a normal life again and grow safe crops, the survivors of Jinhe City still have hope of being rescued.
The soil contaminated by Naguo is not without a way to save it. According to Heya's research conclusion, burning it with fire is enough.
After reading the report from beginning to end, Chu Guang frowned and fell into deep thought.
There is nothing wrong with what is mentioned in the report. He also agrees that now is the best time, but the problem lies in the wave in two months.
If this continues, we may have to fight on two fronts...
"This time is too coincidental."