The mutants entrenched in Jinhe City have long been accustomed to the attacks of the Iron Tower Organization, and this time seems to be no different from the last time.
Both sides left behind more than a dozen corpses, and the fight ended hastily after a big fight.
However, as Chu Guang guessed, the local mutant tribe is different from those in other places, and there are more calculating guys.
Three armed trucks were blown up, and 19 mutant soldiers were killed, including a centurion with 30% nominalization.
For a group of guerrilla soldiers whose equipment was pieced together, this loss was obviously suspiciously high...
The next morning.
On the messy street, there stood a burly and magnificent giant.
He was more than three meters tall, as strong as a wild bear, with green and black skin. Half of his body was granite-like muscles, and the other half was steel soaked with oily luster and mottled rust. At first glance, it was difficult to tell whether it was flesh and blood driving the steel, or steel being driven by flesh and blood.
His name is Qi Garn, the leader of the secular faction of the Qi tribe. He is not only the strongest person in the entire tribe, but also the undisputed supreme authority.
Staring at the miserable corpse in front of him, his brows twisted into two centipedes, and it is unknown what is brewing in his flashing eyes.
At this time, an old mutant with a hunched figure and a patterned cloth on his shoulders walked half a step to his side and whispered.
"Missiles, Gauss rifles, power armor, and airplanes... These sophisticated things don't seem to be the work of those scattered soldiers. It is probably that the humans in the north have set their sights on us."
The old man's name is Qi Gomo, the high priest of the Qi tribe, who is over a hundred years old.
In the Qi tribe, although most of the elderly priests are from the ancient ancestor faction, this Gomo is an exception and completely stands on the side of the younger secular faction.
And this is one of the reasons why he can replace those respected old antiques, become the high priest of the tribe, and gain Garn's trust.
"Where are they?" Garen asked in a deep voice.
The voice was without any ups and downs, but Gomo still heard the anger brewing in it.
He knew this adult too well.
After all, he watched this child grow up...
Gomo's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a very light voice.
"I heard that a few days ago, the apostles of the Torch Church went to a place called Dust Town in the north of Jinhe City to preach, but there was no news."
"In the entire area around Jinhe City, the only place called Dust Town should not be embraced by the Holy Fire. Even the Pine Cone Farm has become a puppet of the church, and that village has only two or three hundred households. It is impossible to survive with just those few people..."
It's obvious.
Someone helped them.
And who those people are is self-evident.
After understanding Gomo's indirect advice, Garn's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and his scarlet gums revealed a bloodthirsty and cruel breath.
"Og."
After he finished speaking, a tall and heavily armored mutant warrior strode to him, knelt on one knee, and said in a muffled voice.
"What do you want, leader?"
Garn took the map from Gomo's hand, looked at it, threw the map into the hands of the mutant warrior named Og, and ordered in a steady voice.
"Take five hundred teams and go to the settlement called Dust Town in the north to avenge your brother."
"The humans there-"
"Don't leave any!"
The Torch Church hopes that they will take from the sheepfold in moderation, but since it is not a sheepfold, there is nothing to say.
This is a necessary deterrent.
He wanted to let those disrespectful people remember the price of disobeying them.
Hearing about revenge for his brother, Oger's eyes immediately rose with overwhelming fighting spirit and anger, and he tightly grasped the wrinkled map in his hand.
"Oger!"
Leaving the leader's side, Oger strode to the open-top SUV parked on the side of the road, and shouted at the driver to drive to the military camp several kilometers away.
Soon, a group of mutant soldiers who looked sloppy but had excellent equipment gathered at the door, about 500 people.
Half of his body stood up from the open-top SUV, Oger grabbed a thigh-thick rifle and raised it high, and shouted rudely at the top of his voice.
"Oger!
!"
"Take you to slaughter the cowardly and ugly two-legged insect!
"
The rough roar seemed to carry a strange magic, igniting countless eyes looking up at him.
The mutant soldiers standing in front of the door raised their weapons and shouted excitedly and rudely for the upcoming killing.
"Oge!"
In the Qi tribe, names are given special meanings.
Only warriors who are recognized by the leader can be given a writable name, and only warriors who have made enough military achievements can have the surname of the tribe in front of their names.
Shouting your own name in front of the battle means gambling your own honor and the oath of victory.
And shouting the name of the general is a response to the oath!
"Let's go!" Oge waved his hand as big as a palm leaf fan.
Under his simple and rough command, the mutant soldiers climbed onto the heavy truck with a roar.
Those who didn't squeeze into the car ran behind the truck with a hum, as if they were rushing to a banquet with wine and meat, for fear of falling behind if they ran too slowly.
Overloaded trucks with welded horns and steel plates crawled like snails, leading a group of green heads and black gun muzzles, rushing to the suburbs.
Eight armed off-road vehicles were cruising on both wings of the large army, and the muscles as big as steamed buns filled the space in the car.
It must be said that this marching mode is also quite "Goblin" style...
However, these "Orks" obviously did not notice that a drone was hovering over their heads and had been staring at them for a long time...
On the other side, Dust Town, 50 kilometers away, was shrouded in a thin morning mist at this moment, and it was still peaceful and tranquil.
The survivors living here had never seen a flying and fire-breathing big guy like the "Viper" transport plane, and they all regarded the players coming down from it as "heavenly soldiers" sent by the emperor.
The local residents seemed to have formed a set of logic or belief that could justify themselves, and they believed in the Emperor who saved them, as well as the Horned Rat and Horned Deer Gods under the Emperor...
"What the hell is the Emperor?!"
After learning about the situation in the town from the mayor, Ye Shi caught up with the garbage guy and asked, "And how did I become a Primarch?!"
The Garbage Picker stared at I Want to be Jingjing next to him awkwardly.
"You have to ask this guy."
I Want to be Jingjing also had a subtle look on his face and coughed.
"I was just joking, but I didn't expect them to take it seriously... And Primarch, don't you think it's cool?"
I forced him to look at him dissatisfiedly.
"Cool what the hell! It would have been great if these unruly people believed in the Horned Rat, but you are so talkative and stuffed a bunch of messed up things."
I Want to be Jingjing was immediately unhappy.
"What do you mean by messy? I suspect you are disloyal!"
He spat.
"Bah, human stuff!"
Looking at the man and the mouse arguing, Fang Chang looked away subtly.
"Maybe our game inventories are different."
He neither understood the point of their argument nor could he get involved in their topic.
Suddenly remembering something, Garbage Master hurriedly pulled Ye Shi to ask.
"By the way, I almost forgot, where are the fertilizers and seeds I asked you to bring? And the tractor and so on."
"How can that be loaded on the plane?!"
Ye Shi rolled his eyes, but seeing that his brother looked anxious, he sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll get you a truck, it should be here in a few days."
"Really?!"
The amber eyes lit up immediately, and Garbage Master, who had a sullen face a second ago, smiled instantly, and he hooked Ye Shi's shoulders with a smile.
"Thanks, brother!"
"You're welcome. Let me ride it next time."
"Well, you can call me dad."
"%￥#@!"
As the group was bragging, the two "Viper" transport planes that returned to Boulder City last night suddenly emerged from the edge of the forest with two arcs of light.
The high-speed plasma plume blew up a large amount of dust, dragging the two black fuselages and slowly landing in the center of the town.
"Emperor!"
Seeing the unique-shaped plane, Qin Baitian, the mayor of Dust Town, clenched his fists excitedly, and when he came to his senses, he quickly took the lead and knelt on the ground.
The residents who went out to watch the excitement also prostrated themselves on the ground excitedly, praying and worshiping devoutly towards the plane.
Twenty players wearing exoskeletons jumped out of the cabin.
They were all wearing K-10 "Iron Wall" heavy exoskeletons, and holding a ridiculously large rifle that looked like a long brick in their hands.
The large caliber looked like a shortened 20mm "cavalry lance", but compared with the heavy exoskeletons they were wearing, it didn't seem out of place.
Looking at the residents crawling on the street, the leader, Midnight Chicken Killer, was stunned for a moment, and was confused by the three kowtows and nine bows.
What's going on?
Just when he was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Fuck?! Brother Chicken?!"
Seeing the leader, Midnight Chicken Killer, Ye Shi opened his eyes in surprise, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, and continued with a joking face.
"Long time no see, no more trees?"
Although I occasionally see him on the forum, I haven't seen him in the game for a long time.
Throughout the Luoxia Province Campaign, the Jungle Corps was almost not deployed to the front battlefield, but was active in the northern part of the Alliance, hunting for alien species nesting near Dawn City, and tracking the followers of the Bear Clan roaming at the junction of the Valley Province and the central part of Luoxia Province.
There are mountains and ridges there, and there is no road to pass. People can pass through, but supplies cannot, but this is obviously not a problem for Brother Midnight.
A group of powerful men, each with a felling axe, cut a path in the jungle.
In the process, they also found a lot of survivors who hid in the mountains to avoid the bone chewing chaos, and naturalized those unexpected populations into Dawn City, which in a sense can be regarded as expanding the territory for the Alliance.
Among the many gameplays of "Wasteland OL", the tree-cutting flow represented by Brother Midnight is a unique gameplay.
Although this gameplay is a bit boring and there are very few players who can stick to it, this long-term process of tempering the body is a good way to upgrade for the strength system, which is not much worse than training on the battlefield and construction site.
His current level is LV34, only 2 levels away from Lao Bai.
If it weren't for his reckless fighting style and a slightly higher casualty rate, I'm afraid he would have been ranked TOP1 in the strength system.
Looking at his brother Ye Shi who he hadn't seen for a long time, Midnight Killing Chicken smiled honestly.
"Yes, we still need to chop trees, but the manager asked us to change places to chop, so we switched defense with Brother Quanshui!"
Seeing the big guy in his hand, Ye Shi asked curiously.
"What the hell is this? Why haven't I seen it in the store?"
"XB-1 'Roarer' Bolter! It fires 19mm explosive bullets!" Seeing the envy in the eyes of the players, Midnight Killer patted the thing in his hand and said with a beaming face, "This thing is probably the largest caliber light weapon in the Alliance at present... This equipment is still under testing, and we are here for this."
"Fuck?! Bolter?"
Hearing this introduction, I think Jingjing's eyes were straight, and the obsessed expression almost wrote the word "want" on her face.
He was also envious, but he gave up helplessly after looking at his small body.
That gun was as big as his whole rat, and after all, the equipment of goblin technology was more suitable for him.
It would be better if Mosquito brother didn't mess around so often.
"Wow... 19mm?! You call this a gun?!"
The Piltover paratrooper standing next to Midnight Killer said with a chuckle.
"This thing is really powerful. We tried it and it can blow up a steel plate as thick as a thumb! But the ammunition capacity is a bit low. The magazine can only hold 20 rounds, and the double drums can only hold 50 rounds. Wearing an exoskeleton, you can only carry three drums."
Ye Shiyi reached out and touched it with envy.
"Good brother, give me some fun."
Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Don't even think about it, you're a perception system. This thing requires at least 30 points of strength, or you have to wear a heavy exoskeleton."
Ye Shi: "Damn! Can't I wear an exoskeleton?"
Midnight Killer looked at Ye Shiyi curiously.
"By the way, where is your power armor?"
I heard that this guy showed off a lot during the days in Boulder City, and he didn't care about electricity. He almost welded the thing to his body.
Ye Shi scratched his head and said awkwardly.
"...The health bar was drained, so it was sent back for overhaul."
Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm: "Hahaha! My condolences!"
Ye Shi, who had already been teased on the forum, sighed.
"Damn... I'd better change to a lighter equipment next time."
The flight last night brought his power armor back, and the repair bill was as high as 100,000 silver coins, enough to buy a "Six-style" heavy cavalry exoskeleton.
Having learned the lesson from the last battle, he planned to refer to Fang Chang's advice and get a lighter exoskeleton, and then get some plug-ins such as optical camouflage and nitrogen injection.
This is more suitable for his black gun gameplay.
"Let's not talk nonsense, where is Lao Bai? I have something to find him."
While speaking, Midnight Killing Chicken looked behind Ye Shi and happened to see Lao Bai and Kuangfeng walking towards the town gate.
"I'm here, long time no see."
After greeting Midnight Killer, Lao Bai looked at him and continued with a serious face, "I'm sorry to tell you an unfortunate news. You came at the wrong time. We have to move."
Xiao Xiaoxiao Bookworm was stunned.
"Move?"
"Yes."
Kuangfeng, who was following Lao Bai, nodded and continued, "I just saw in the sky that the mutant tribe in the city has new movements. A large number of mutant soldiers have completed the assembly and are heading towards us."
Hearing this, everyone showed surprised expressions on their faces.
Especially Garbage Jun, Qiangren Suonan and Jingjing, the three guys were dumbfounded on the spot.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Jingjing asked in a trembling voice.
"...How many people?"
Kuangfeng: "At least five hundred."
Ye Shi took a breath of cold air.
"Hiss... This is more than what we encountered last night."
Qiangren Suonan slapped his forehead with an uncomfortable expression.
"This is fucked up."
Before he could recover from what Kuangfeng said, Quitting asked in confusion.
"Wait, how did they know we were here?"
Kuangfeng shook his head and was about to explain, but Ye Shi rolled his eyes and said something.
"It's obvious, those green-skinned musclemen are just a bit irritable, not blind. This is the only place in Jinhe City that has not been trapped by those church lunatics, not to mention that we made them suffer a loss a few days ago, and the missionary named Zhang Zhengyang is still in jail!"
Fang Chang looked at Ye Shi in surprise.
Good guy.
This kid has improved.
"In short, this is the current situation. We need to start organizing the relocation of residents immediately. We have about half an hour to pack up. Communication equipment and archiving tools must be taken away, and food should be taken away as much as possible..."
After giving orders to the brothers in the corps, Lao Bai then looked at the silent Brother Garbage and said seriously, "Brother Garbage, please explain the situation to that NPC... Please."
Although he can speak human language, his prestige in the local area is obviously not as good as that of a certain talking lizard. Now is the time to race against time, and there is no time to delay.
"Okay."
Even though his mood was full of complexities, Garbage knew that this was not the time to be willful, and nodded gently.
Walking to the side of the confused Mayor Qin, he briefly explained the situation to the old man and instructed him to relocate.
The old man couldn't believe it at first, and repeatedly asked several times whether it was true. But seeing that the "god" didn't look like he was joking, he finally gave up his unrealistic fantasy and ran to inform everyone.
Thanks to the two planes just now, many people went out of their homes to watch the excitement, and the news quickly spread throughout the town.
But even so, hearing that those murderous mutants were coming, everyone was scared and changed their faces.
The houses were full of clanging sounds, there were quarrels between men and women, and children crying. The tranquility and peace of the past seemed like a dream.
Looking at the chaotic street, Jing Jing, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.
"Can't you... defend it for a while?"
He knew that the fortifications here were a bit lame, and a one-meter-high low wall and dozens of rifles could not stop the mutants.
But when he thought of abandoning this place, he still couldn't bear it.
Looking at the newcomer, Fang Chang could probably guess what he was thinking at the moment, but he still told the truth.
"It's difficult."
"We have too little time to prepare. This place is only 50 kilometers away from the city. They will be here soon, and our main force and logistics are still on the way. Even if we repel their first wave of offensive, we will soon be submerged in the second and third waves of offensive."
"And this place is already a plain. There are neither enough fortifications nor enough weapons and ammunition reserves. The most realistic way at the moment is to move 50 kilometers north and re-establish an operational base in the higher mountainous area."
"Sorry, we may have dragged you down," Lao Bai sighed and said, patting the newcomer's shoulder gently, "The only thing we can do is to take the residents here away."
Jingjing raised her head, with a bitter expression on her face, and shook her head gently.
"Don't say that... Even if it hadn't happened last night, the Torch Church would never have let this place go. Without you, we would have died on the first day."
No matter how strong Garbage-kun is, it would be hard to face a hundred lunatics with automatic rifles...
Half an hour passed quickly.
The residents of the town packed their luggage and stood at the gate of the town with their families, carrying large and small bags on their backs. The adults carried their burdens, and the elderly led their children, with fear, helplessness and confusion in their eyes.
After leaving the land they depended on for survival, they didn't know where to go next, let alone how to live next year.
But the mutants were coming here, and they had no choice but to escape.
If the predators could still negotiate, then in the eyes of the mutants, they were basically no different from animals.
The men would almost be killed on the spot and made into jerky, and the women would be locked in cages regardless of whether they were fifty or five years old.
With a complicated look at the town behind him and the residents standing at the door, Jun Laji suddenly made up his mind and walked to Lao Bai.
"I plan to stay."
Perhaps he thought the same thing as him, so he followed him reluctantly, put his claws on his tail and sighed.
"It's rare to think the same thing as this stupid lizard... I'll stay too."
I think Jingjing also stood up.
"Count me in."
Lao Bai looked at the three people in surprise, and his expression gradually became serious.
"You think it through... This is no different from committing suicide."
I think Jingjing smiled embarrassedly, scratched the back of his head and said.
"It's okay... Anyway, I have saved the file with your equipment, so three days is three days. And someone can help you buy more time to retreat."
In the past, he didn't particularly understand the extraordinary feelings that the A-test players had for the Alliance.
It was just a game, but they would completely stand on the alliance's side, put themselves in the shoes of the collective interests, and even take the risk of not being able to save the game to do something that has no end in sight.
But now, he suddenly understood.
Although they are not the natives of this virtual world, and have no blood connection with the NPCs, this is the home they built brick by brick.
Just like "Minecraft", the props in the backpack are never the players' save files, but the home they built together.
And his mood at this moment is the same.
Whether it is the stone bricks paving the road or the windmill hanging on the mill, every blade of grass and tree here records his memories of the past six months.
He still clearly remembers that when he, Garbage Jun, and Qiangrensunan first came here, there was only a crooked turret and a thatched house that was not even a shack, a group of cannibalistic predators, and a group of skinny hungry people.
Now they finally lead everyone to live a normal life.
If someone wants to destroy this place -
Then come and try.
Even if he is just a rookie, he will try his best to use his life to hold them for at least two seconds!
Lao Bai stared at him for a while, confirmed the determination in his eyes, nodded, took a 20mm "cavalry rifle" with a modified receiver and magazine from the hands of the brothers next to him, and stuffed it into his hands.
Subconsciously taking this heavy firepower, Jingjing felt his arm sink down, and looked up at Lao Bai in surprise.
Lao Bai looked at him and said.
"LD-47 is not very effective against mutants, use this."
Jingjing said with emotion, holding the big guy in his hand tightly.
"Thank you..."
Lao Bai smiled and said.
"You're welcome. You bought us time to retreat. We should thank you."
"Oh, don't be so hypocritical. I'm embarrassed!" Jun Lazi patted Lao Bai's shoulder and grinned. "Killing predators is not fun. Mutants are more exciting! Wait for my news on the official website. If I don't kill 20 or 30 today, my name will be written backwards!"
Looking at the three people saying goodbye to everyone, Midnight Killer Chicken, who had been silent, suddenly laughed heroically.
"Haha, how can we be missing out on such an interesting thing!"
Jun Lazi glanced at Brother Chicken.
"What's wrong with you again?"
Looking at the surprised people, Midnight Killer Chicken grinned.
"I almost forgot to tell you."
"We are here to die!"