"Boom la la ......"

I have to say that this rain has been falling long enough that it didn't stop until midnight.

However, since the shelter is built on a hill and is fully waterproofed and even has a lighting system that can be used, the people inside naturally don't have to worry about anything.

"Gollum...... Whew......"

Inside a shelter where a lot of food is stored.

At this time, the little demon wearing a fire master energy robe, whose makeup was washed off because of the rain, revealing a beautiful plain makeup, was controlling a bunch of energy flames to burn, heating up a few cans of food!

"President, you're really comfortable. Not only is there a place to shelter from the rain, but there is also hot food to eat. ”

"The two of us are so miserable, we were rained in the wind and rain along the way, we fell several times on the road, and we were so hungry that we couldn't eat wild fruits but almost had diarrhea, it was really ...... Hey, alarm, hand retract This can is Lao Tzu, I want to eat it myself and ask the little demon MM to help roast it! ”

A heavily armored armor with a lot of muddy bullet marks on it, and a crooked helmet, while eating a can, he "cried" about his experience for half a day.

At the same time, he also slapped the "alarm" of the earth master who was with him next to him, and sneaked into the palm of the canned food that had been baked beside him.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen people in the shelter.

Three Heavy Warriors, three Snipers, three Masters Divisions, two Light Armor Fighters, and one each for the Heavy, Medic, Scout, and Mech. Division.

More than half of these people belong to the players who never sleep, and the other half belong to the foreign aid masters who compete in the name of the city that never sleeps.

"Brother Feng!"

A handsome-looking player with a skull tattoo on his body said to the wind with his eyes closed.

"Night, done?"

Fengluo opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Hmm!"

"It's hard work, after killing the mecha master, I'll make up for the mecha for you."

Windfall nodded to the player.

"Don't, President, I'm already very embarrassed to be mixed up like this, but fortunately, it's still a little useful, otherwise it's really embarrassing."

The handsome player with some evil skull tattoos on his face has a wry smile on his face.

This player with the ID "Night" is a rich second-generation player who joined the city that never sleeps with the Northern Lights.

However, as a mecha master, he is obviously far inferior to the "god hand", and he has nothing on his body except for an intermediate mecha unlocked with initial points.

Moreover, even the only mecha was almost scrapped in the previous battle, and just at Fengluo's suggestion, he simply took that heavy mecha and sealed the hole that was blasted by the Divine Hand Missile before.

However, if someone helps kill a mecha division, as long as they can "inherit" the opponent's things, their combat effectiveness can be restored instantly.

"Watermelon, do you have a spare gun? Lend me one and wait for the battle! ”

After talking to the wind fall, the night walked over to the sniper, observing the watermelon skin path outside through a combat hole in the shelter.

"Give!"

A large-caliber pistol glowing with gold was thrown over, the black metal with golden lines, the length was more than thirty centimeters, and it couldn't be held in one hand, looking domineering.

"Legendary equipment with perfect reviews. This thing, in the auction house, is estimated to cost me three months' pocket money! ”

"Watermelon, when you killed the owner of this gun, you probably wasted a lot of effort."

Turn off the safety of the pistol, pull the trigger position and rotate it between your index fingers, and the mouth of the night is full of admiration.

"Damn, you're showing off again, aren't you?"

A golden alloy greatsword the size of a door panel slapped on his ass.

Boss Meng, who was carrying an alloy giant sword, walked in from outside the shelter, wearing a legendary-level equipment with golden light on it, as gorgeous as the giant sword in his hand, at first glance it looked very similar to the "Golden Warrior" leader of the September Guild.

"Hey, Uncle Meng! You shoot other positions, don't shoot me there! ”

The night confessed with a wry smile.

He is indeed a rich second generation, but Boss Meng, the old patron of the city that never sleeps in reality, the old qualified members in the game are veritable rich generations, and they also know his parents, so they can only admit scolding.

"Go, go...... Go to your own defense area, and don't disturb the president and the watermelon to monitor the outside. ”

Boss Meng glared at him twice.

Little Demon, Black Night, Boss Meng, the two-person team of the anti-theft door team, these are also "acquaintances" who belong to Fengluo among the players in Sleepless City!

And, of course, the sniper of my DE World Squad, who threw a legendary pistol to the night, watermelon peel!

At this time, the watermelon peel is completely different from the unqualified sniper who will miss a shot at a distance of 100 meters, and his body exudes a calm atmosphere.

In fact, Watermelon was one of the first people in the city that never sleeped to awaken the Force, and in this mission, he served as the vice captain of the sniper team in the city that never sleeps!

In a guild like Never Sleeps, the proportion of sniper players is several times higher than that of other guilds.

Being able to hold this position already shows his strength today.

……

The people in the shelter were laughing and scolding at this time, as if they were not too guarded.

Outside the shelter, about 500 meters away, a soaking wet Scout player was reporting information to the September Guild's Golden Warrior Leader in a makeshift rain shelter.

"I'm sure that from this direction, a total of twelve people entered, and if there was no second entrance, then there would be no more than twenty people inside."

"Well, there shouldn't be anyone who can use the Force of Stealth to evade my surveillance. You should know that after my talent awakened, no player has been able to hide under my nose. ”

During the scout player's report, the outside of the rain shelter was already crowded.

Against the rain, the team of September Guild players who sneaked here on a night when they couldn't see their fingers was definitely in the hundreds.

There are only a dozen players in the Vault that never sleeps, but there are hundreds of them here.

Nearly ten times the strength of the force, undoubtedly gives people the feeling of killing chickens with a knife!

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention, there is a colorful tiger in the shelter."

"Moreover, this is not just for fighting, but mainly to 'relocate' and concentrate everyone in the base camp."

The middle-aged strategist player shook his feather fan with a smile on his face.

"President, please give an order. Everything goes well, and it should take less than a few minutes for everyone to have a full meal! ”

Then, he asked the middle-aged warrior leader of the September Guild for instructions.

"What about Mr. Wen, still can't you get in touch?"

In contrast, the self-confidence of a middle-aged strategist, the middle-aged president of the September Guild wearing a golden battle armor.

At this time, he once again showed a cautious expression, and asked questions towards the dark area around him.

"Yes!"

"However, the Flying Eagle has determined that the large army of the Sleepless City is a full ten kilometers away from here."

"At this stage, it is very difficult to gather a hundred people in one place, and it is unlikely that they will gather too many people in this shelter."

In the darkness, a voice replied.

"Very well, let's do it!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged president really made up his mind to attack.

"Don't send someone first, try to sneak in and feel if there are any traps. Or let a small number of people carry out a tentative attack first? ”

The god hand next to him was a little worried.

"No need, the people of the city that never sleeps will definitely arrange people to keep vigil, there are so many of us, once we appear in their field of vision, it is impossible to hide."

The middle-aged man in the dragon pattern golden armor shook his head,

"Striker team, action!"

Then, with a wave of the dragon-patterned golden sword in his hand, a large amount of rain splashed, and he commanded loudly in his mouth.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

A number of small cylindrical items were thrown out by several Scout players in the darkness of the night.

After falling on the rain-soaked ground, some smoke quickly emerged that was slightly gray but impossible to see in the night.

Obviously, this is some kind of special smoke bomb, which still forms a continuous visual obstacle under this pouring rain environment.

Not only visual, in fact, this special ammunition, which was named "marching smoke".

It can also block reconnaissance skills, and even make people within the smoke range "invisible" to a certain extent, unable to be detected by night vision devices.

"Click, click, click......"

In the next moment, there were more than twenty warrior players.

Mixed with a few Scout players, they all charged towards the shelter with their shields on their heads.

In the hands of these first-round warriors, all of them held large alloy shields that were nearly a person's height.

After half a day of fighting, the number of dead players is not too large, and it is not too difficult to collect these shields.

And with these shields in hand, coupled with them as the main force of the September Guild, everyone has almost a full set of legendary equipment.

Once the Force skill is activated, even if Wind Fall uses the Destruction Ghost Energy, there is no possibility of killing them in one hit.

On the contrary, as long as these twenty or so warriors rushed into the stronghold of the city that never sleeps, then even if there were the same number of people inside, it would be impossible to defend against them.

After all, the players in the Vault who never sleep, can't all be warrior classes.

"Really...... The division of tigers and wolves! ”

The September Guild Master, who was also a warrior, didn't follow suit.

The middle-aged strategist, on the other hand, looked at the players who were far away, shaking his feather fan and exclaiming, but his eyes were even more flickering.

Behind the two of them, there were five mechas, and all of them belonged to that kind of large, high-level combat mechs, three of which had miniature missiles in the launcher, but they were not activated.

"President, why don't you just use missile bombardment. In that case, I believe we will be able to take this refuge at a much lower cost! ”

Next to the leader of the September Guild, a heavily armored warrior player with a huge black-gold tower shield in his hand was a little puzzled.

"This place is our home base, and we should be fighting around it for at least a few days. After it was broken, there was no way to fix it. ”

"What, Xiaoba, you really want to go with them?"

Although he looked at the warrior charging team in front of him, it seemed that through the mask, the leader of the September Guild also saw the thoughts of the heavily armored warriors next to him.

"I would like to ask the President to agree that I am willing to be a pioneer. It is bound to succeed in a round of goals, and the original military writ was established! ”

The heavily armored warrior carried his shield diagonally, his knees half-bent, like the ancient knights of the West, and said loudly in the rain.

I have to say, it's a bit weird.

It's these high-level members of the September Guild who seem to prefer "ancient style" between words?

This heavy armored warrior is the remnants of the Beetle Research Institute next to the Lu Group, and he wanted to become famous by the windfall, but was killed by the wind with two bullets in seconds, and the overlord (ID) known as "Brother Ba"!

"I know you've been reluctant to do your job."

"Even, I have a lot of complaints about why I pushed Ah Li instead of you as the 'First Awakened Force Player of War Chronicles'!"

"It's just that, Xiaoba, in fact, you are not suitable to be pushed onto the stage, because your psychological ability to resist pressure is far from enough."

In September, the guild leader withdrew his gaze.

But he first threw a somewhat apologetic look at the dark area next to him.

"When a person is pushed to the stage, it is indeed infinitely beautiful, but once something goes wrong, you should understand all kinds of consequences."

Then, he looked ahead again.

In front of the two of them, following closely behind the warrior player, and began to move towards the refuge, the Nine Nights Moon Rain, who was dressed in a pale cyan and gold-painted legendary wind energy robe, looked inconspicuous, and the long ear-length hair that had been deliberately kept in the image was wet and clinging to it tightly by the rain, and his face was very gloomy.

Perhaps, it was the rainstorm around him that reminded him of the final stage of the agent's mission and the scene of the first battle of the wind fall.

It is precisely because since then that he has fallen all the way from the "Top Ten Players of Stormwind City" and "the No. 1 Master of the September Guild".

Up to now, he can only be regarded as a second-rate star player, and he can't be in the first place in this team of controllers!